The car drove away from the airport and deep into the uninhabited area along the Qinghai Tibet Highway. The scenery outside the window gradually changes: the town retreats, the Gobi extends, and finally is completely covered by the vast and snowy wilderness. In the middle of the night, the military moves and clashes, and the wind is as sharp as a knife's face. ”The bitter and cold atmosphere depicted in frontier poetry a thousand years ago has now become a reality in the harsh snow and wind of the plateau. When it comes to cavalry, it is often accompanied by the desolation of sandstorms, separations, and sacrifices in the long scroll of history. On the eve of the Spring Festival, the reporter walked into a cavalry unit of the Rocket Force stationed on this frozen soil and witnessed a hot scene - inside the camp, the officers and soldiers were tense and orderly: the soldiers assisted each other and carefully adjusted the heavy anti cold equipment; Beside the stable, some people bent down to add grass, while others lifted horse hooves to check their hooves; Not far away, soldiers are carefully checking the battery and signal status of drones and individual terminals... Officers and soldiers are making final preparations for a special patrol. Before every festival, the company organizes a comprehensive patrol covering all key passages and high points in the defense zone. "Instructor Cui of the company explained that this tradition has lasted for more than half a century. In the 1960s, a company of 50 officers and soldiers, accompanied by 50 war horses, were ordered to enter this "forbidden zone of life" with an average altitude of over 3600 meters and winter temperatures below minus 30 degrees Celsius. From then on, the roots of the cavalry company were deeply rooted in the snowy plateau. The patrol team is ready to go. The crisp sound of hooves hitting the ground and the resounding command echoed and intertwined. Instructor Cui's gaze swept over the team, capturing a common expectation in the eyes of several young soldiers: in the cavalry platoon, only by completing the patrol line that covers all key points in the defense area can one truly take over the reins and mission of their predecessors and become a qualified cavalryman. Today, on this patrol road that has been compacted by the footsteps and hooves of countless predecessors, these young soldiers will welcome their own coming of age ceremony. Gather together! ”The whistle suddenly sounded, piercing the tranquility of the plateau. The commander of the battle horse roared, and the soldiers responded to the command, turning over, mounting their horses, and controlling their reins, with swift and swift movements. Under the cold mask, pairs of eyes shone brightly. Let's go! Get on your warhorse and patrol! ”Instructor Cui took the lead in mobilizing the reins. Behind, the dense sound of hooves instantly gathered, and the team, like arrows from a string, carried wind, snow, and white mist, raced towards the depths of the wilderness, towards the predetermined coordinates. Let's go! Get on your warhorse and patrol! ”Coming from the depths of history, heading towards the future battlefield, the sound of horse hooves engraves the immortal youth of cavalry. (New Society)