winter in greenland

Chapter 2

Six months ago, Greenland, Port Ferringe military base.

As usual, August was the first person to arrive at the training ground. When his players began to warm up on the track one after another, he had already run four laps.

"Hey, I heard that the new team members will arrive today?" Heath's voice came from behind him.

August's pace remained the same, without even turning his head, he simply gave a "hmm".

Heath ran two steps to catch up with him: "Then shall I say hello to Papa John?"

August turned to look at him, frowning slightly: "Are you going to the pub tonight?"

Heath corrected him: "It's not you, it's us."

Only then did August seem to think of something, and cursed in a low voice: "Damn welcome ceremony for new recruits."

Heath shrugged: "It's useless for you to scold, that's the rule."

"I don't see the need for the captain to give a welcome address at the tavern."

"Relax, it's not the first time. After all, they will be your team for the next year."

"Come on, it's unknown whether you can survive the training period."

Heath's face became serious: "Dude, you can't always treat newcomers with this attitude. The environment is already hellishly bad, and you can't give them no hope."

"How can I give them hope?" August said mockingly.

Heath heard some other meaning from his words, frowned slightly, and after a few seconds of silence, he considered and said, "That incident was not your fault. It has been two years..."

August cut him off coldly: "That's enough, Heath. I don't want to talk about this."

Heath raised his hand. "Okay, I won't talk about that. So see you at 9 o'clock tonight, Papa John?"

August didn't speak, but nodded his head as an answer.

The transport plane of the new member of the patrol team stopped on the tarmac of the base on time at 2:[-] pm. August showed his face and left, leaving Heath to familiarize the newcomers with the base.

In the team of 7 people, Heath immediately noticed a thin young man with dark hair and a somewhat oriental face.

The new team members didn't have many things to collect, so Heath sent them to the dormitory building after making arrangements, and returned to the office by himself.The training plan for newcomers is usually set in advance, and some changes are made in details according to the specific situation of each year.Since Heath took over the position of vice captain, he made the prototype of these details, and August made adjustments according to the specific data during the training process.

After preparing this year's training plan, Heath organized and collected the information of the seven new team members sent by the headquarters before, and planned to send them to August together later.When the mouse slid over the photo of the skinny young man, his hand paused——

"Dan..." Rolling the name in his throat, he twitched the corner of his mouth, leaned back, lost his mind for a while while waiting for the printer to work, and when the humming of the machine stopped, he stood up, I stuffed the stack of documents casually in a file bag, rolled it up in my palm, tapped it, and walked out of the office.

August and his office are at the two ends of the corridor. It is said that they are offices, but they are just two small rooms converted from the utility room.This building is the office building of the radar monitoring center. Perhaps the headquarters felt that the patrol team leader occasionally needed a place to deal with paperwork, so a few years ago they randomly vacated two rooms for them.Heath doesn't like to come here very much, he always feels that it has a cold and impersonal taste, on the contrary August will spend more time here, especially in summer when the weather is sunny, he can often see Until he was playing with his few pots of sedge and sheep's beard by the window.

But that was before.

How long has it been since he watered those potted plants?To be precise, after that incident, August became more and more taciturn and... unreasonable.While thinking absently, he knocked on August's door.

The ten-square-meter office was filled with smoke. August was wearing a black short-sleeved T-shirt, with his legs resting on the old white birch desk, a cigarette in his right hand and a copy in his left. Files are looking at.Hearing the sound of Hiss coming in, he only raised his head to say hello.

"God." Heath complained, raised his hand and waved it in front of him, threw the file bag in August's arms, walked behind him and opened the window.

The poor pots of sedge on the window sill rolled their leaves listlessly under the May sun, and most of them had turned yellow.

"This year's patrol may be earlier." August's voice sounded behind him.

"When?"

"At the end of August."

Hiss frowned: "Almost half a month in advance, the notice from the headquarters?"

August shook the document in his hand at him, and put out the cigarette in his right hand in the ashtray.

Heath took the piece of paper and scanned it roughly: "What do you plan to do this year, or lead the team yourself?"

August didn't answer, he opened the file bag, first glanced at the resumes of the seven people, stood up from his chair and walked to Heath: "What do you think?"

Heath touched his chin and pointed to one of them: "This kid is a bit interesting."

August followed his finger and looked over: "... Lieutenant Dan Smithton, enlisted in the army in 2015, entered the special forces in 18, and performed secret missions in Northern Ireland from 19 to 21, and submitted the report after the mission Application to come here. Hmmm..."

"Huh? Pretty resume, right?"

August raised his eyebrows, but said nothing.

"Ha, come on, I know what you're going to say. It's also very likely that these people are just trying to get a new idea, come here to experience the harshest patrol routes and the most difficult commando life in the world, maybe they can't make it After the training camp, he will report to the headquarters and ask to go back, but who knows? I think he is a good seed."

August raised his chin towards the playground under the window sill: "It seems that your good seed has encountered some trouble."

They are located on the third floor, opposite to the dormitory of the base, separated by an open space, two rectangular "flower beds" inlaid on the gray concrete floor, under the sunlight of this season, the lichens glow with vibrant green.

A black figure was sitting on the steps in front of the flower garden, with a half-person-high military backpack beside him, with one leg bent, playing with a long blade of grass in his hand, looking quite idle.

"Damn it, there seem to be only three vacant dormitories." Heath seemed to have remembered something, and patted his head in frustration.After a pause, he turned his eyes to August slyly: "If I remember correctly, it seems that you are the only one living in a single room in the entire base right now?"

August glanced at him: "You remember correctly."

"Then do you mind having an extra roommate?"

August didn't seem to see the extra meaning in Heath's eyes: "Mind."

Heath didn't care about the rejection in his tone, and snapped his fingers: "Why don't we make a bet."

"I'm not as boring as you."

"Just bet on whether he can stay here for six months."

"I reject."

"Don't be so unreasonable, man, you have to find a place to put him in. He can live with you for 6 months at most. Besides, don't two people live in a tent when you are on patrol? If you continue to lead the team this year, what? If it’s not good, he will be drawn by lottery?”

August said nothing.

"Or... I can let him live in my room, and I will move here to squeeze with you."

"Don't even think about it."

"So you agreed?"

silence.

"Hey, it would have been better to say no earlier. I'll take him to your dormitory. I remember there is a spare key at the logistics side, right?"

"Up to 6 months." August said reluctantly.

Heath completely ignored his words and walked out of the office whistling.

At this time, it was almost the end of spring, and although the temperature was still very low, the sun shone on people with a lazy warmth.The sheep's beard grass in Dan's hand has been curled up a little bit by him, but he is not in a hurry, and there is even a bit of calmness in his movements.

"Hey, Lieutenant."

Dan stood up and saluted Heath, then extended his hand in a friendly manner: "You can just call me Dan, Captain Eblon."

Heath smiled. He found that the young man in front of him was 1 or 2 inches taller than himself when he stood up straight. He should be about the same size as August.While thinking about it, he reached out and shook his hand: "The team members here usually call me Heath. I'm sorry for not being considerate in the dormitory arrangement. You may have to share a room with Captain Field for the next 6 months. a dormitory."

Dan smiled nonchalantly, and picked up the backpack beside him: "I'm honored."

"This way."

Although the members of Sirius are relatively fixed, there will always be a few members who report to the headquarters and apply to return to the headquarters for a period of time, especially young people under the age of 30.After all, few girls are willing to spend the rest of their lives tied up in a place like Greenland.Heath has been here for 4 years. In his words, even the most lonely monster in the world can't bear to stay in such a cold and dry place all year round, and spend the darkest days of each year on the most remote snow field spend.

Yet August was such a monster.He is currently the oldest Sirius member of the base, and he personally leads the patrol almost every year. As for the annual spring and summer vacations, Heath has never seen him rest since he came here.Only after the accident happened two years ago, the headquarters asked him to go back to Goha to accept the military's psychological test, but he came back within two months.

"A monster of a monster," Heath concluded.

Dan always had a gentle smile on his face: "But it is undeniable that Lieutenant Colonel Field is a legendary figure in the Danish Navy."

Heath glanced at the young man beside him with a slightly scrutinizing gaze. He found that Dan had a very friendly temperament, not at all like someone who had served in the special forces for five years.The roughness after being polished by wind, sand and bullets was well concealed by him, especially his pair of green eyes.When he's looking at you so intently, it's hard not to agree with what the young man in front of you is saying, and feel that he's not a threat in the bottom of your heart.

"This is it." Heath opened the door of August's dormitory with the spare key from the logistics department.In other dormitories in the base, there are more or less things that show the personality of the owner. As long as it is not too much, the above usually turn a blind eye.But here is different, there is not a trace of superfluous things in the room that can show the personality of the owner of the room, it is so simple that people doubt whether there is really someone living here.

Watching Dan put the backpack on the empty bed, Heath handed him the key: "I'll go first, and the training camp will start at 7:[-] am tomorrow. I hope you have a good time with this 'legendary monster'."

The author says:

The patrol team of "Sirius" is real. If you are interested, you can go to Baidu to check this patrol team. The rest are all made up by the author. Don't take it seriously.