A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

"Follow me and charge!" and "Charge for me!" sound similar. But this difference in the final vowel creates a completely different feeling among the soldiers in the team.

It was under the call of "Follow me and charge!" that our team was able to be invincible. From that famous long march, all the way to the three major battles, and finally to the war for the founding of our nation in the north.

With the support of countless predecessors, these three words have also demonstrated their unique charm on the "small battlefield" of the border.

The banging continued, but this time it wasn't eighty.

Instead, it was one third-class merit, then two third-class merits...

……

In the small outpost, the soldiers left behind looked at their company commander and others who had just returned, their eyes red with envy!

Well, it's not that I'm jealous of the antelopes in the "Big and Small Baby" flip bucket, but rather the Indians who are chained up behind them.

"Company Commander Qi, what's going on here?"

"Hmph! They crossed the border, not only refusing to surrender, but daring to 'rat-a-tat-tat' at us..."

"Oh! No problem, did any of them run away?"

"There was one, and I almost got tricked by him..." Company Commander Qi shrank back with lingering fear, while pointing to the excavator's bucket at the end.

The soldiers who stayed behind went over to take a look and wondered, "What is this sticky blob?"

What's going on? The soldiers who stayed behind looked curiously at the driver, Xiao Tian.

Xiao Tian stopped his "Xiao Bao," jumped out of the driver's seat, and spat disdainfully.

"That bastard's got some nerve! He was trying to snipe the company commander from a distance. I ran into him when I got there, so I slapped him with Xiao Bao's big arm..."

The soldier who stayed behind closed his eyes and imagined the scene for a while, looking at the several-inch-thick meat pie with some pity.

"Should!"

"That's right, but the policy from above is to ask us to be lenient, which makes things a bit difficult!" Among the soldiers who stayed behind, a bespectacled man who looked like an officer scratched his head.

"Now, the report is going to be a bit difficult to write..."

"Hey! Instructor Chen, if you ask me, why are we putting up with this? Why don't we use this as an excuse to go over there and take out their outpost!"

"Yes! That's right, they've really gotten too big for their britches!"

"That's right, let's not waste words! Let's go all out! Our comrades in the back brought over a batch of 'cannon barrels,' which we haven't handled yet. Let's use them to have some fun!"

Hmm, why are these soldiers so indignant?

Perhaps it's because these Indians recently claimed a certain area as their territory and sent some guerrillas to harass our border guards in that area.

"Alright! Stop arguing! Let's find out what's going on first, why they suddenly appeared here. If they're their vanguard..." Instructor Chen pressed his hands down, his expression serious.

Company Commander Qi, standing nearby, was also taken aback: "Red Army, you mean..."

"Yes! We need to prepare for the worst!"

"Alright, Red Army, you're the one who speaks English well, so hurry up and interrogate them. The rest of you, prepare for battle!"

"it is good!"

Not to mention the Red Army instructor leading a group of prisoners in a “friendly and cordial” exchange.

Company Commander Qi and his soldiers got to work.

While sending out several soldiers to patrol the perimeter in small cannons that had been refueled, they began to build defensive positions using various gadgets based on the terrain of the outpost.

At the same time, this sudden incident was reported to higher authorities in detail using a high-powered radio.

"What! These Indians have some nerve! Do they really think our tolerance is weakness?!"

A leader known as "General Buddha's Light" slammed his fist on the table in anger.

"This is intolerable! We hereby order the 1st battalion of a certain unit to immediately move towards the scene of the incident and reinforce our comrades!"

"Prepare a dedicated phone line; I need to report to the Central Committee!"

Just as the situation on the border was changing rapidly.

In the steel rolling mill of Beijing, Old Wang's expression kept changing.

"Is this any good, Lao Wang? Didn't you say you were there? And that 'throwing a spark' would make it explode?"

"Uh, let's try again, don't panic! Little Doge said that this requires specific conditions..."

"What are you talking about? You've already wasted so many boxes of matches..."

"Matches are nothing, I'm worried about the flour! If you put all this together, it'll be enough to make a whole basket of steamed buns tomorrow!" At the steel rolling mill's stockpile, the workers crowded together, pointing and gesturing at Old Wang, who was reenacting a "dust explosion."

"Forget it, forget it. What dust explosion? I think it's just that Xiao Jiang is being kind-hearted and saying nice things for that short-lived bastard..."

"Hey, what do you mean by that?"

"Hey, think about it yourself. If that short-lived guy is really identified as an enemy spy, will his family even survive...?"

"His house, oh, you mean that pretty widow?"

"Hey! Then I have to criticize Xiao Jiang. An enemy is an enemy! There's no room for mercy..."

"Heh, who knows, Jiang Xia might have ulterior motives..."

"It's, it's..."

Upon hearing this, the workers' chatter abruptly ceased, and everyone stared in shock at the horse-faced man who had uttered the words and the mature-looking man who had echoed them.

"W-what, am I wrong?" The horse-faced man felt uneasy under the stares of the crowd and shrank back behind the mature-looking man.

"That's right! Da Mao is wrong! Sister Qin is like a flower, who wouldn't want to see her..." The mature man did not back down under everyone's gaze, but instead seemed a little excited?

The other workers kept their distance from the two in silence, but occasionally shouts of "ungrateful wretch!" could be heard from the crowd.

The main leaders of the steel rolling mill stood on the sidelines, their faces ashen. Perhaps because they were all accompanied by relevant personnel, no one spoke up to stop the workers' discussion.

Especially our level eight master chef, after not seeing him for just one night, even had some white spots appearing in his hair.

He was surrounded by the most related people...

Perhaps people believed that it was impossible for that cowardly, short-lived man to obtain explosives.

Even Lao Wang, who was in the room, abandoned his indifferent attitude; the impact of this matter was somewhat beyond his expectations.

I thought that by saying it was a "dust explosion" in Jiangxia, I could eliminate the impact of this incident.

Unexpectedly, the higher authorities took this incident very seriously, not only increasing the number of investigators but also issuing an investigative attitude of "sparing no effort to get to the bottom of this matter."

This seems a bit unusual...

Old Wang went back into the makeshift tin shack and started pounding the flour sack with a stick. The flour slowly rose into the air as he pounded it, eliciting sighs of regret from the onlookers.

"spendthrift!"

"Wang Kui! Stop playing games! Facts are facts! Everyone has eyes! Stop wasting time and interfering with our investigation!"

Among the relevant personnel, a man with four pockets stepped forward, gritting his teeth at Old Wang.

"Hey, Brother Zhao. Let Wang Kui give it another try. We've waited so long, what's one more gamble?" Li Huaide pushed aside the people around him, took out a cigarette, and offered it to him.

"Crack~"

Li Huaide's chubby little hand was ruthlessly slapped away by Director Zhao.

"In broad daylight! Stop with your landlord's tricks! Trying to corrupt the cadres, huh!" As he spoke, Director Zhao, still not satisfied, slapped Li Huaide across the face with his right hand again.

"you!"