Cold Winter 

Yancang Mountain, Army Camp.

In front of a huge electronic screen stood several soldiers in green uniforms, all of whom were full of breath and energy, just like the sheath of a sword.

"Sir, with the exception of Shibei No.1 Middle School, the major Xingwu High Schools are not advancing fast."

A young soldier said respectfully that in front of him, a tall middle-aged officer stood with his hands behind his back, leaving him only a burly figure.

"Uh-huh."

A vigorous voice sounded.

"Yancang Mountain is not terrible during the day, the real beasts are nocturnal animals, come out to feed at night..."

The middle-aged soldier stared at the beating data on the electronic screen, and his eagle-like sharp eyes became sharper and sharper. He smiled coldly and said wryly, "I'd like to see if the" cold winter "in Yancang Mountain has reached out to the control territory of my North China Military Region!"