The border of Tibet, where continuous mountains stretch across the southwest of the Great Summer Kingdom.
Located on a plateau, these mountains are perennially covered in shimmering white snow, with the sunlight directly beaming down on the sparkling Pangong Lake, resembling a flawless blue gemstone nestled among the mountains.
A mixed infantry company was stationed by the shores of Pangong Lake, and bursts of cheering could be heard from within the camp.
A young man with a buzz cut picked up his military uniform from the ground and draped it over his shoulder.
He shook his slightly dizzy head and subsequently sat down with a thump on a fallen soldier.
Wang Xing wore an impish smile on his face and spat out bloody saliva as he arrogantly said, "Who else wants to try grandpa here?"
Following that taunt, the noisy jeering around him gradually subsided, and a few boys with flushed, high-altitude cheeks exchanged glances before pouncing on Wang Xing.
