"Report"

"Enter"

"Commander, many people in our group are suffering from diarrhea due to the change in environment."

Even knowing it was inevitable, Shen Yue was still saddened upon hearing this. Jungle harassment and guerrilla warfare have no distinction between front and rear. Constant vigilance is essential!

If you're not feeling well, the difficulties you'll face will be even greater. After all, this is a battlefield; it doesn't give you time to adapt or rest.

"I asked the army doctor before I came, and he said that drinking honey and tea would be effective. Forget about honey, I'll just boil some tea if I can."

"If it's inconvenient, just share some of the tea we brought with each person and suck on it."

"Yes"

As soon as the young soldier went out, his partner, Lao Su, asked curiously, "So that's why you brought so many sacks. They're all tea leaves!"

Shen Yue looked at the other person helplessly: "Are you kidding me? Several sacks of tea? I couldn't even afford that if I sold them!"

"I've spent all the little bit of my secret stash of money on tea this time."

"The rest of the containers are filled with soil from our military region. You filled them with mine, remember?"

Old Su slapped his forehead, suddenly remembering. "Right! Right! I've been so busy I'm dizzy!"

When the soldiers set out to search, each of them received some soil and tea from their hometown. They wanted something to remember them by, in case something happened to these people.

The major battle lasted for a little over half a month, and as the main forces gradually withdrew in rotation, a protracted war ensued.

But this has little to do with Shen Yue's regiment, since their military mission has already been completed.

The day before their team was to set off, Shen Yue was summoned by his superiors.

"Report"

"Enter"

Before Shen Yue could even salute, Deputy Division Commander Yang Tao said, "Shen Yue, come and take a look at this."

Shen Yue received a photograph. The photograph was very well preserved, without a single crease. More importantly, the person in the photograph looked about 80% like him.

Aside from their distinct clothing and demeanor, it's impossible to tell them apart without close inspection.

Shen Yue looked at Commander Yang: "Commander, who is this?" He knew that his superior calling him was definitely not an ordinary matter. There are some things that subordinates must speak up first, otherwise they would be considered tactless.

Yang Tao was also helpless; he knew this was dangerous. If something happened to Shen Yue, he wouldn't be able to explain it to Song Weihua.

Shen Yue caught Old Song's eye as soon as he joined the army after graduating from military academy. Old Song rose through the ranks, even taking Shen Yue with him when he was transferred to other military regions. It could be said that in Song Weihua's heart, Shen Yue had been no different from his own son all these years.

It's just that Old Song doesn't have a biological daughter, otherwise Shen Yue would have been his son-in-law long ago. At that time, many people wanted to introduce potential partners to Shen Yue. Song Weihua went around asking around to find out more.

Girls who aren't good enough can't even get close to Shen Yue, including Song Weihua's own niece.

Old Song did nothing else but launch into a tirade against the matchmaker. Shen Yue didn't like her after meeting her, and neither the matchmaker nor the girl said anything unpleasant or pestered him.

Why? Song Weihua was watching with wide eyes! Who wouldn't know what was good for them!

As a result, the naive Shen Yue fell into Gu Panpan's trap.

When Lao Song found out, he immediately clutched his chest and cried out in pain. It took him a long time to recover.

After Shen Yue returned to his unit, he didn't mention the matter of his family accompanying him for several years. Song Weihua didn't even ask about it.

After Gu Panpan gave birth to four children while accompanying the army, in addition to Shen's mother, two other people were hired to take care of her. There are envious people everywhere, but did anyone say anything unpleasant or make things difficult for her?

No! Nobody's stupid! Stupid people either become smart and pragmatic, or they leave the military and go back to their hometowns to work or farm!

But Yang Tao still had to continue, "Today, our comrades caught two Vietnamese drug traffickers during their search. This is what they found on them."

"They were transporting drugs to Yunnan. The man in the photo is called Sanmazi; he was the contact."

Because more than half of the US military personnel used marijuana during the Vietnam War, marijuana became an important export commodity for Vietnam after the war.

The profits from drugs far exceed those from other sources of income.

Drug traffickers simply took advantage of the fighting to acquire firearms and ammunition, then imported drugs from Myanmar and manufactured them themselves.

From its founding until the reform and opening up, the People's Republic of China enjoyed a reputation as a "drug-free country" for nearly thirty years. Now, in the eyes of these people, it has become a land of great market potential and lucrative opportunities.

Yunnan borders Vietnam, Laos, and Myanmar, and is relatively close to the Golden Triangle. China has a large population, a long southern border, and numerous mountains and dense forests, which facilitate smuggling and concealment.

It is said that there are dozens of drug processing plants of all sizes along the China-Myanmar border. Yunnan has become a smuggling route and a necessary transit point for many drug traffickers to enter the country.

Shen Yue asked, "What can I do?"

Yang Tao let out a sigh of relief: "Sanmazi has more than one business. There are many other eyes watching him. If we touch him, we'll alert the others. Even if he confesses, it will be very difficult to catch him again."

"Therefore, we've decided to have you impersonate Sanmazi to attract attention. The police can then take the opportunity to arrest and secretly interrogate him. We'll try to bring all these criminals to justice in one fell swoop."

Shen Yue stood at attention and saluted: "Mission accomplished!"

Yang Tao patted Shen Yue on the shoulder: "Sanmazi is a Hui Muslim. He runs a tea stall on XX Street and is responsible for making contacts. You can also speak Vietnamese, Burmese, and Lao, which he often speaks."

"Come back safe and sound!"

Shen Yue went out and immediately followed the Yunnan police. The regimental commander disappeared, and no one dared to inquire about the reason why.

Shen Yue disguised himself and secretly hid around Sanmazi. He carefully observed him for three months, imitating his lifestyle, actions, and accent. He paid even more attention to the interpersonal relationships around Sanmazi.

Idols strive to stand out from the crowd and gain attention, while ordinary people try to remain ordinary and unnoticed, blending into the background and being forgotten.

After Shen Yue felt there were no problems, the police officers secretly knocked Sanmazi unconscious and arrested him at night, and then interrogated him overnight.

The next day, Shen Yue wore Sanmazi's clothes, slightly hunching his shoulders. This was because he was two centimeters taller than Sanmazi.

At 7:05, I opened the door and slowly began setting up my tea stall.

I greeted the people around me and, as usual, lined up to buy a bowl of rice noodles for breakfast, asking for "extra chives."

"I can't forget it, Third Uncle. You don't need to say it every time after all these years."

Shen Yue finished eating in fifteen minutes, and without lingering for a second longer, he got up, grinning, and walked back.

"Third Uncle, have some water."

"Third Uncle, could you put more tea leaves in the water here? Five leaves each time, what's that enough for?"

……

We closed the shop at 6:09 sharp.

Lights out at 9:30, lie in bed and close your eyes to sleep.

Throughout the day, Shen Yue and Sanmazi followed each other's usual movements and habits without the slightest error.

Three days later, Shen Yue received Sanmazi's confession, which he had memorized in detail. The more he knew, the safer he felt, and the more at ease Shen Yue became.

The soldiers returned, and the entire family compound came alive with activity again.

Every household was busy running around, and the aroma of meat filled the entire air.

Some returned victorious, while others disappeared without a trace. Gu Panpan waited all day, but Shen Yue didn't return. When she stumbled out and asked everyone she knew, no one knew where Shen Yue had gone.

The family compound was filled with joyful laughter and heart-wrenching cries.

Gu Panpan felt a chill run through her body, and her mind went completely blank.

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