On the ravine-crisscrossed position, military green artillery aimed at Lang Son not far away. On the artillery, the August 1st logo is particularly eye-catching.
Not far from the artillery position, in a camouflage-colored military tent, an old man was leaning on a desk, holding a magnifying glass and carefully observing every line on the map.
"Report to the chief! Zhang Wenji, commander of the reconnaissance battalion, is here to report!"
The person who came was a young man about 20 years old. He was not tall, but he had an air of lofty aura. With a Chinese character face and two sword-shaped eyebrows, he looks dignified and majestic.
"Oh, our little tiger is here!" The leader put down the magnifying glass and raised his head to look at the young commander of the reconnaissance battalion at the door.
Zhang Wenji has always been tough, and in normal battles, he is as unstoppable as a tiger descending from the mountain. He can always complete the tasks assigned by his superiors to the best. Therefore, people in the military camp gave him the nickname "Tiger".
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
