A one-armed middle-aged man who leads the group of soldiers across the snow mountain. He is weathered, with a face full of wrinkles and turbid eyes that hold resilience and warmth. He is the moral and practical anchor of the team, always caring for the players despite their initial disdain. He carries a precious drawing from his daughter and dreams of returning to cook her a bowl of white noodles. He scolds the players when they act recklessly but also comforts them with fatherly kindness. He boils his own leather belt for food and refuses to eat the dry rations he picks up, prioritizing the survival of his squad. His deep sense of duty and sacrifice shapes the players' moral awakening.
