Father, you've been drafted four times already, please spare us!

"I'm going! Shall we eat this now? The entire MK line from America!"

Number 3 picked up the MK17 in his hand, his eyes shining.

It has to be admitted that the MK series used by Americans is better than the 95.

"MK17, 7.62*51 caliber, this thing works really well!"

Number 3 was so fond of it that he picked up the gun and started cranking the bolt to adjust the sights.

"Hehe, number 3, number 17, and me, we'll all use the MK17!"

"Snipers No. 2 and No. 9, one of you will use the MK20 and the other will use the MK22. One of these guns will be responsible for sustained and accurate strikes at medium to long range, and the other will be responsible for long-range kills."

"As for who uses what, you can decide for yourselves!"

"Number 7 and Number 12, you guys also use MK17."

"Number 24, this is yours!"

As he spoke, Chen Nian picked up MK48 and placed it in front of number 24.

"Number 7 will help you with your drum magazine and barrel."

"Now, everyone is familiar with firearms, each person has eight magazines of ammunition, and they can choose their own equipment such as night vision goggles and bulletproof vests."

"We're leaving tomorrow night!"

...

After giving everyone a day to get used to the equipment, at 7 p.m., Chen Nian directed everyone to carry the three large boxes of equipment onto two civilian Raptors, and then waved his hand.

"Set off!"

Two cars, eight people, left the Central Plains region and headed straight southwest.

During the 3200-kilometer journey, the group strictly adhered to speed limits. When they encountered roadside inspections, Chen Nian was able to pass smoothly after showing his documents.

After nearly two days, the group arrived in the Tibetan region.

Inside a restaurant in a border town.

The food and wine were all served.

"If anyone wants to go back now, I won't stop them!"

"This mission is extremely dangerous, so I won't force you!"

While at the base, Chen Nian had asked around many times, but no one left.

Now, as they approached departure, Chen Nian asked again.

"Captain, uh, Number 1, you've asked us this countless times already, we won't go back on our word!"

"What's the point of joining the army if not for this day?"

"Now that our chance has come, are you telling us to cower like turtles?"

Chen Nian smiled and said nothing more.

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, Chen Nian gave the instructions:

"You'll rest here tonight, two people per team. The border isn't very stable, so be vigilant!"

After saying that, Chen Nian left the restaurant.

Although it's called a restaurant, it's just like the old post stations.

It combines accommodation and dining, but the decor isn't as luxurious as a hotel. It's usually a small family-owned building, with dining on the first floor and accommodation on the second and third floors.

After Chen Nian left, he took out his phone and dialed a number.

This is a smuggler's phone number; their usual business is smuggling people out of the country.

Some time ago, this smuggler was caught by border guards while delivering someone. This matter was kept secret until Chen Nian contacted Qin Yuanshan, at which point he was suddenly released. The reason is unknown.

This is also the "civilian" passage that Chen Nian mentioned.

The phone was answered after only a few rings.

"Who is it?"

Chen Nian didn't waste any words and went straight to the point:

"When can we leave?"

The middle-aged man on the other end of the phone was silent for two seconds before tentatively asking:

"Want to go get some curry?"

Chen Nian took a deep breath, covered his forehead, and after a while replied:

"Yeah, I'd love to eat some curry rice!"

The code was agreed upon by Qin Yuanshan and others. After Chen Nian learned that the code was this, his mouth twitched incessantly. He couldn't understand why a senior colonel could come up with such a perverse code!

"call!"

Upon hearing Chen Nian give the signal, the snakehead breathed a sigh of relief.

"Things are a bit tense these past few days, it's not easy to leave. If you want to leave, you'll have to wait three days, because my shift starts in three days!"

Chen Nian frowned upon hearing this. Did they have to wait another three days?

"Can't it be tomorrow?"

"No, I'm only able to do this business because I have some connections over there. Without him, I can't leave!"

The snakehead answered decisively.

"Okay, I'll wait for you for three days, but I still have three large boxes of goods here!"

"No problem, my car can be used for both people and cargo!"

The smuggler didn't ask what the goods were. The person who contacted him only said that he could get a reduced sentence by helping to transport some goods. Even if the smuggler didn't know the person's identity, he could definitely guess that the person had a powerful background.

Whether it's goods or people being transported by such a person, it's not something a smuggler like him can find out.

"Okay, then in three days. I'll contact you in three days!"

After hanging up the phone, Chen Nian turned his gaze to the west. Although it was night, he noticed that the sky there was blood red.

"Nice scenery! Perfect for a funeral procession!"

Chen Nian muttered something to himself and then turned and went back to the restaurant.

"team leader!"

"Oh, it's nothing, you go do your thing!"

Chen Nian shared a room with Number 7. When he came in, he found Number 7 playing a game. Upon seeing him enter, Number 7 immediately put away his phone and stood up.

"Hehe, what are you playing? Teach me sometime, I'm totally out of touch with the younger generation if I don't play games!"

Chen Nian joked with the other party. As they approached the border, these greenhorns appeared calm on the surface, but they were definitely panicking inside.

Having a hobby to relieve emotions is a good thing.

"If you want to play games, I'll go to sleep first. Wait until you're done, then wake me up. We'll take turns!"

After saying that, Chen Nianheyi lay down on the bed and fell asleep instantly.

Truly fall asleep in a second.

For two days in a row, Chen Nian was catching up on sleep.

He spends his days sleeping in the restaurant.

On the morning of the third day, Chen Nian dialed the smuggler's number again.

"Can you leave tonight?"

"able!"

"Where should we meet?"

"Come over here now, I'll send you the location!"

Chen Nian gathered seven people and drove straight to the location of Snakehead.

"Hehe, young man, seeing is believing!"

"Just put the items in that container!"

The group glanced at the snake's head but didn't move.

Chen Nian smiled, half-jokingly and half-seriously saying:

"Hehe, the things inside me are very valuable. If they get lost..."

The snakehead waved his hand and replied with a smile:

"Young men, let me tell you the truth, it's not just the goods that need to be put into the shipping container, you guys have to go in there at night too!"

Chen Nian was taken aback, then nodded, indicating that they should put the things inside.

"Third brother, don't go inside. Stay outside and keep an eye on things!"

Upon seeing this, the snakehead was only stunned for a moment, but didn't say anything.

"There's not much good food here, but I got you a whole cow, roasted or stewed, have something to eat to warm you up, you'll be up all night!"

As soon as Chen Nian entered the room, he smelled a strong muttony odor.

At the same time, Chen Nian also discovered that there were four other people standing in the room: one middle-aged man and three young men.

Judging from their posture, these people should also be soldiers, but Chen Nian didn't look closely and couldn't tell whether they were border guards or troops from the Tibetan area.

The four men were clearly led by the middle-aged man, who glanced at Chen Nian and was immediately taken aback.

Chen Nianchong winked at the middle-aged man, who immediately understood.

He then said to the three people beside him:

"You all go out, let that young man outside come over and have something hot!"

After everyone sat down, the snakehead, who was very eloquent, gave them a wonderful lecture on Tibetan culture during the meal.

Time ticked by until one o'clock in the morning, and the sound of a truck could be heard outside.

"The car's here, guys, please get into the boxes."

Chen Nian nodded, took the lead and stepped out of the house, diving into the shipping container.

For two or three minutes, Chen Nian felt the container moving and slowly rising into the air. After a brief movement, the container landed on the truck, and Chen Nian felt the truck vibrate.

Inside the container, the more active member #3 glanced sideways at Chen Nian. These days, they had become quite familiar with Chen Nian and spoke less cautiously.

"Boss, this is the civilian access road you were talking about? Isn't this a bit rather unseemly?"

Chen Nian smiled and replied softly:

"How would you like it made to look presentable? How about I tie a tie for you?"

"Hahaha!"

Everyone burst into laughter.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Brothers, please try to keep quiet. If you need to use the restroom, you'll have to make do inside!"

Chen Nian did not respond, but gestured for everyone to quiet down.

For a moment, the atmosphere inside the carriage became somewhat heavy.

These people knew that once they entered the container and boarded the truck, there would be no chance to get off.

After a long pause, Chen Nian took out four old-fashioned mobile phones from his clothes and gave three of them to No. 9, No. 12 and No. 2 respectively.

"Take these, and don't turn them on unless absolutely necessary! Use them as an emergency communication tool!"

Number 3 stared blankly at the old-fashioned mobile phone for a moment:

"Captain, will this thing work?"

Chen Nian smiled mysteriously:

"This is the real gem! It's a civilian signal; even if military radar detects it, they won't be able to identify us quickly!"

"It can save lives in a critical moment!"

"Alright, everyone, stop talking and get some rest!"

The vehicle swayed as it drove into Indian territory.