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Yang: The photos of soldiers of "Patrol King" patrolling the border.
This is the hardest, farthest and most dangerous patrol road in Tibet, and it is called "the road of life and death" by soldiers. The total length is 160 kilometers, but it needs to cross 10 glaciers and 8 snow-capped mountains that do not melt all the year round. Feng Dao, tiger's mouth, poisonous insects and beasts, frequent mudslides and avalanches are everywhere, and it takes 6 days and 5 nights to walk.

A famous soldier walked on this road for 10 years, making 60 round trips with a journey of more than 20,000 kilometers. He passed death 47 times, leaving 2 1 scar. He is Yang.

"I was born for border defense."

1984 65438+1October 15 When Zhang, then commander of the Tibet Military Region, went to the frontier inspection, he was pulled down by a ponytail in the patrol lane of Erlian Company. This day happens to be Yang's birthday. "Maybe I was born for border defense!" Yang went to the general's grave for the first time after joining the army, and he was filled with emotion.

When he insisted on entering the snowy military camp from Yongchuan, Chongqing with the university admission notice, the logistics forces wanted to keep him, but he refused. "Being a soldier is to smash a gun and resolutely apply for the front line of border defense."

As he wished, he came to the Second Company of a frontier defense regiment in Shannan Military Division, where there was no road, electricity and telephone. Yang really saw the suffering of the frontier defense: struggling every day, adding new injuries before the old injuries healed; Running 5 kilometers in a cold and oxygen-deficient environment, I can't wait to cut a hole in my chest and breathe freely; Single parallel bars, push-ups and chopsticks can hardly afford it. ...

The most bitter thing is non-staple food. The company's only supply line is a narrow path of 14 km, winding on the edge of a cliff. After the snow, the road is slippery and difficult to walk, carrying dozens of kilograms of rice flour oil, and grasping the vegetation on the edge of the cliff with one hand and the climbing rope with the other, crawling hard.

Yang gritted his teeth and insisted. He not only ranked first in the new training assessment, but also set a record in May 2002-he became an official patrol member after five months as a soldier and was the first person in the company's history.

Yang vowed that he would never leave this patrol road as long as he could walk.

In August, 2004, a rainstorm washed away the wooden bridge on the patrol track, cutting off the only road for Yang and his comrades to patrol. Yang, who was in charge of clearing the way, tried to build a simple wooden bridge, but the wood was swept away by the river four times in a row.

"Request the superior to withdraw." In the downpour, the leading cadres said helplessly.

Yang retorted, "Even if you climb today, you have to climb over! Because the patrol road takes one step less, the country may take one inch less. "

The big trees on the shore inspired Yang. He suggested crossing the river on the swing. He tied one end of the climbing rope to a tree by the river and the other end to his waist. He ran, jumped forward, let go of the rope and landed, narrowly escaped and parachuted to the other side. This kind of experience is not uncommon in Yang's patrol.

After the rain in 2009, a cold rain made the ridge less than 40 cm wide slip like oil across the northern mountain of Daobei. Yang pulled up the climbing rope to string everyone together, pulled forward and walked to the patrol point. All the way down, everyone's hands and knees were worn out, and Yang's hands were covered with blood.

In 2006, Yang's father suffered from cancer. As an only child, he can't be filial to his knees. In September 2009, his father died of illness, and he planned to go home and wake up. However, he thinks that the next patrol is very difficult and the company lacks a backbone. He swallowed his words and set foot on the patrol road with tears in his eyes.

A month later, Yang cried and rushed to his father's grave, saying the same sentence over and over again: "Dad, I'm sorry!" " "

Even the three dangers of death passed by.

The total length of this patrol road is 160 km. It has its own garrison. 10 More than 0 officers and men died heroically on this road, and countless officers and men were disabled.

In the first patrol in May 2002, Yang took almost three risks with "honor".

The first danger appeared on the afternoon of the third day, when he climbed the ladder and climbed the knife peak. Yang Guo Xiang stepped on the air and slipped into the abyss with his bag and man. In everyone's exclamation, he was lucky to be blocked by a bush when he was more than 10 meters. When he saw it, his hair stood on end-under the bushes was an abyss, and the river at the bottom of the valley was as thin as silver.

With a sprained ankle, he gritted his teeth and persisted without saying a word. When crossing the wooden bridge, Yang almost fell into the rushing river again because of uneven efforts to protect his injured foot. Thanks to holding the wood tightly, he survived.

After a night's sleep in the mountains, it wasn't long before I closed my eyes. The sentry quickly woke everyone up and said that a bear had been found nearby. Soon, the bear came in panting. At the critical moment, the monitor who is good at ventriloquism learned to bark at the tiger and scared the bear away.

On Yang's last day, he was on the verge of collapse. Cold and lack of oxygen made him feel a millstone on his chest, panting like a bellows. Sweat kept dripping down, and soon it froze into ice on his clothes, which made him feel annoyed when rubbing his skin.

Later, the pain numb, Yang also dozed off. In order to stay awake, he kept slapping his face with his hand. Walking, cold, lack of oxygen and extreme fatigue made Yang hallucinate. He bit the tip of his tongue, and when the blood overflowed his mouth, he woke up.

Back in the company, the comrades who greeted Yang didn't recognize him. After six days and five nights of arduous trekking, he lost nearly 5 kilograms. The injured foot was so swollen that he couldn't take off his shoes that the monitor had to cut it open with scissors. As soon as the foot injury healed, Yang signed up for the next patrol.

10 years of life and death patrol made Yang pay a heavy price: long-term heavy-duty patrol caused serious deformation of his spine. Now, his height is shorter than before he became a soldier 1 cm.

In June 2008, Yue, commander of Shannan Military Division and then chief of staff of the Military Division, went to Erlian to take part in the patrol, and three toenail covers fell off in one trip. Knowing that Yang had walked on the patrol road for more than 40 times and his spine was seriously damaged, he immediately arranged for Yang to change his post, take care of himself and take charge of the Youth League Teaching Team. But Yang went for a week and insisted on returning to the company. He said: "I can't find my own direction without the patrol road."

Gou Pingde, head of a frontier defense regiment, once carried a pedometer to calculate the dangerous section of Erlian patrol lane, and the data was fixed at more than 90,000 steps. It is such a road to life and death. Yang patrolled 60 times in 10, and passed death 47 times, leaving 2 1 scar all over his body.

Comrades stepped forward and helped each other.

In June, 2002, Yang fell into a quagmire more than 3 meters deep with the squad leader Zhu Shangli during the patrol. He panicked, and the monitor squatted in the mire and slowly pushed him ashore with his head.

The friendship between life and death made Yang unforgettable. He often said that without a group of brothers who depend on each other for life and death, they can't get down once.

In 10 years, Yang gave his life to save his comrades 13 times. The most thrilling rescue is to climb the rope out of danger with comrade-in-arms Andy.

During that patrol, soldier Andy got snow blindness because of the broken sunglasses, and his eyes suddenly lost sight. Walking on a snowy mountain cliff alone, there is no possibility of survival. Yang distributed his backpacks to everyone, took out a climbing rope and tied it around his waist and his waist respectively. He said in a relaxed tone, "Don't worry, I'll tie a safety rope for you."

Yang found a branch, each holding a head, and walked slowly all the way. Every time he encounters a dangerous area, he will stop and use branches to prompt Andy to grope forward. When the road was too steep, he grabbed Andy's feet with his hands, slowly put them into the narrow foothole and moved forward step by step.

Although he was careful along the way, Andy slipped on the gravel while crossing the cliff, and his body slipped off the cliff. The climbing rope dragged Yang down rapidly and rolled on the edge of the abyss. At the critical moment, Yang struggled to catch a small pine tree, and the two talents hung obliquely on the cliff. The comrades who heard the sound quickly pulled the two up.

Andy shouted, "Monitor, I'm not leaving! You untie the rope! It's too dangerous, I can't drag you any longer! "

Yang hugged him tightly: "Brother, don't be silly. I won't leave you any more than you will leave me. "

In the end, Yang pulled over dangerous sections such as cliffs, landslides and rapids and returned to the company safely after thousands of difficulties. Since then, the title of "patrol king" in the snowy area has spread among the officers and men of the company.

On one occasion, the recruit Liu Jia ran out of water halfway through the patrol. Yang gave him his half jar of water. He was so thirsty that he went to drink the muddy water in the yak's footwell.

On another occasion, Li Hongwen, a recruit, accidentally burned his rubber shoes while heating in the camp. Knowing that his shoe size was as big as his own, Yang immediately took off his shoes and put on a pair of spare shoes that were half a yard smaller. A few days later, the unsuitable shoes made him take off two toenail covers.

In 10, Yang only missed one patrol. Who knows that it was this absence that made him lose the anger of his comrades. It was July 16, 2005. The company suddenly encountered a landslide on the patrol, and Gu Nu died heroically to save his comrades. ...

When he mentioned Yang Gu's anger, he rubbed his red eyes: "If he is still alive, he should marry a wife ..." The departure of Gu Fu made Yang learn from a painful experience: the greatest love for his comrades is to improve patrol safety.

Inspired by the training base, Yang suggested that the company adopt simulated training, and set up a training ground around the camp with dangerous terrain such as wooden bridge, mountain and sky, and put subjects such as steep slope charge, rope climbing and weight-bearing squat into the training schedule, so that officers and men can pre-adapt through realistic training. 1000% of recruits can complete various dangerous and difficult patrol tasks in the same year. He also sorted out the experience of "how to do 50 patrols in distress" and popularized training methods such as "re-patrol physical distribution method" in the company. These practical experiences are more useful than military textbooks.

10 Many training innovations have created a patrol safety record-in the past seven years, there has not been a major accident on this life-and-death patrol road. 10 years, Yang Ban has 12 people admitted to the military academy, and he has brought out more than 90% of the company's squad leaders. (This journal is comprehensive)