Chapter 943
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Everyone quickened their pace. The yurt was about a thousand meters away from them. When they were one or two hundred meters away, several dog barks came from the yurt, and then three or four dog barks immediately sounded in the open wilderness.
Then they saw that there seemed to be a light in the yurt.
"Don't move, everyone. Let's go over." Gong Jian immediately said to the others.
"Yes!"
The others stood where they were, while Gong Jian and the four of them walked towards the yurt. They were still one or two hundred meters away.
When Gong Jian and his team walked several tens of meters further, they could see that two or three people in the yurt came out, and they were still holding flashlights. The light columns of several flashlights were very conspicuous in the wilderness.
"Who!" the villagers over there roared with dialect.
"Fellow villagers, we are the people's Liberation Army!" Gong Jian immediately said loudly. At the moment, the distance between them is still dozens of meters.
"You come here first. We have guns in our hands!" the fellow over there shouted.
"Have a gun?" Yang Rui immediately became alert and whispered.
"I'll go over there. Be careful." Gong Jian also whispered. He didn't know why there was a gun here, but be careful.
"I see." Yang Rui and the three of them quietly pulled the bolt of the gun, just in case.
"Fellow villagers, don't worry, we're not bad guys. I'll come by myself." Gong Jian shouted again at the top of his voice, and then he continued to walk forward.
When Gong Jianyou walked twenty or thirty meters forward, the other party's flashlight could see Gong Jian's dress clearly. Gong Jian heard the man who had just shouted and said in a strong dialect: "Abu! It's really the people's Liberation Army."
"Come on, put down the gun. It's really the people's Liberation Army." another old voice patted another man. The man put down the long object in his hand and came straight here.
When he walked in, Gong Jian saw each other's face clearly through today's moonlight and a rechargeable lantern in each other's hand. A typical Mongolian man was wearing a thick sheep fur jacket and a Mongolian robe.
"Hello, fellow villagers. We are the people's Liberation Army training here." Gong Jian smiled and said.
"Hello, comrades of the people's Liberation Army. Sorry, we thought it was a bad man just now. After all, this place is almost deserted except us." the speaker was an old man who looked more than 60 years old.
"Are there other comrades in the distance? Come here quickly. You are still training in such a cold day. We have milk tea here! Come on, paulige, go and make a fire!"
"Oh!" a 20-year-old boy immediately turned and rushed into the yurt.
"You all come here!" Gong Jian looked at the other party and was not afraid of them, so he waved directly and signaled that all the people in the distance came.
Soon everyone came over. There were five yurts here, but only one lived in it, five men.
"Fellow villagers, let me ask, why do you have a gun here." after the introduction of both sides, Gong Jian still couldn't help asking. He had seen clearly that the other party's hand was a very old type 56 semi-automatic rifle, which has been retired in China for many years.
Retired in 1980. It has been 40 years since 80 years ago! The age of the gun can be imagined.
"Hahaha, Baolige showed the people's Liberation Army comrades their certificates." the old man smiled twice, and then said hello.
The young man immediately carefully took out a certificate from himself and handed it over. Gong Jian took it over and opened it with some curiosity. This is a proof document.
The young man belongs to the reserve. The supporting documents were issued by the Armed Forces Department of Alxa. He can hold a gun because there are often poachers here. There have been many tragic incidents in which herdsmen have been hurt or even killed by poachers.
That's why they are equipped with guns, but there are only 10 bullets, and the bullets have strict service conditions. They have to report how they are used.
After reading this, Gong Jian knew that, indeed, birds don't shit in such a place. Sometimes there are only one or two herdsmen in a radius of dozens of miles. When they encounter poachers, those guys have homemade earth guns in their hands.
After returning the supporting documents to the other party, Gong Jian gave the other party a thumbs up and said, "fellow villagers, you are good, just to fight these evil forces bravely."
"Hahaha, it's much better these years. In the past ten or twenty years, it was serious. Now, with the protection of your people's Liberation Army and the severe crackdown of the police, there are fewer and fewer poaching. We haven't seen it for several years, but we've heard of it." the old herdsman said with a bright smile.
"By the way, these soldiers are so cold that we can't live here. Just five yurts. Just squeeze. I'll let Baolige make a fire for you."
"Well... Thank you, uncle. We really need to rest. We have been walking in the wilderness for three days." Gong Jian looked at the people behind him. They must rest, because they didn't even pick up much burning wood today.
"You're welcome, you're welcome. Yes, we still have beef jerky! And hand meat. There are many of you. I'll kill some sheep for you." the old herdsman directly took out the knife he was carrying around his waist.
"No, uncle can't. our army has discipline, but we can't eat your food. We brought our own food. Thank you very much for staying with us. In addition, we have to use your pot."
"That's not good. We Mongolian are a hospitable nation. When guests come, we must have good wine and meat, not to mention you comrades of the people's Liberation Army who keep us safe!" the old herdsman immediately looked flat and spoke seriously.
Gong Jian smiled bitterly, "uncle, we really can't eat. If you kill this sheep, we will have to take off our military uniforms tomorrow, because we have made serious mistakes. Don't you want us to make mistakes."
When Gong Jian said this, the old herdsman immediately had some tangles on his face. He hesitated and said, "well... Why don't you have some beef jerky?! by the way, we also have milk tea. Have some milk tea."
"Uncle, we really appreciate it. We have food and drink. Your son is a reserve. You should know that the army has discipline. If you want this, we have to go."
"OK, don't eat, don't eat, I'll make a fire for you!" the old herdsman quickly waved his hand.
"I asked someone to help." Gong Jian didn't refuse. Now they really need a safe place to rest for a night.
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Everyone quickened their pace. The yurt was about a thousand meters away from them. When they were one or two hundred meters away, several dog barks came from the yurt, and then three or four dog barks immediately sounded in the open wilderness.
Then they saw that there seemed to be a light in the yurt.
"Don't move, everyone. Let's go over." Gong Jian immediately said to the others.
"Yes!"
The others stood where they were, while Gong Jian and the four of them walked towards the yurt. They were still one or two hundred meters away.
When Gong Jian and his team walked several tens of meters further, they could see that two or three people in the yurt came out, and they were still holding flashlights. The light columns of several flashlights were very conspicuous in the wilderness.
"Who!" the villagers over there roared with dialect.
"Fellow villagers, we are the people's Liberation Army!" Gong Jian immediately said loudly. At the moment, the distance between them is still dozens of meters.
"You come here first. We have guns in our hands!" the fellow over there shouted.
"Have a gun?" Yang Rui immediately became alert and whispered.
"I'll go over there. Be careful." Gong Jian also whispered. He didn't know why there was a gun here, but be careful.
"I see." Yang Rui and the three of them quietly pulled the bolt of the gun, just in case.
"Fellow villagers, don't worry, we're not bad guys. I'll come by myself." Gong Jian shouted again at the top of his voice, and then he continued to walk forward.
When Gong Jianyou walked twenty or thirty meters forward, the other party's flashlight could see Gong Jian's dress clearly. Gong Jian heard the man who had just shouted and said in a strong dialect: "Abu! It's really the people's Liberation Army."
"Come on, put down the gun. It's really the people's Liberation Army." another old voice patted another man. The man put down the long object in his hand and came straight here.
When he walked in, Gong Jian saw each other's face clearly through today's moonlight and a rechargeable lantern in each other's hand. A typical Mongolian man was wearing a thick sheep fur jacket and a Mongolian robe.
"Hello, fellow villagers. We are the people's Liberation Army training here." Gong Jian smiled and said.
"Hello, comrades of the people's Liberation Army. Sorry, we thought it was a bad man just now. After all, this place is almost deserted except us." the speaker was an old man who looked more than 60 years old.
"Are there other comrades in the distance? Come here quickly. You are still training in such a cold day. We have milk tea here! Come on, paulige, go and make a fire!"
"Oh!" a 20-year-old boy immediately turned and rushed into the yurt.
"You all come here!" Gong Jian looked at the other party and was not afraid of them, so he waved directly and signaled that all the people in the distance came.
Soon everyone came over. There were five yurts here, but only one lived in it, five men.
"Fellow villagers, let me ask, why do you have a gun here." after the introduction of both sides, Gong Jian still couldn't help asking. He had seen clearly that the other party's hand was a very old type 56 semi-automatic rifle, which has been retired in China for many years.
Retired in 1980. It has been 40 years since 80 years ago! The age of the gun can be imagined.
"Hahaha, Baolige showed the people's Liberation Army comrades their certificates." the old man smiled twice, and then said hello.
The young man immediately carefully took out a certificate from himself and handed it over. Gong Jian took it over and opened it with some curiosity. This is a proof document.
The young man belongs to the reserve. The supporting documents were issued by the Armed Forces Department of Alxa. He can hold a gun because there are often poachers here. There have been many tragic incidents in which herdsmen have been hurt or even killed by poachers.
That's why they are equipped with guns, but there are only 10 bullets, and the bullets have strict service conditions. They have to report how they are used.
After reading this, Gong Jian knew that, indeed, birds don't shit in such a place. Sometimes there are only one or two herdsmen in a radius of dozens of miles. When they encounter poachers, those guys have homemade earth guns in their hands.
After returning the supporting documents to the other party, Gong Jian gave the other party a thumbs up and said, "fellow villagers, you are good, just to fight these evil forces bravely."
"Hahaha, it's much better these years. In the past ten or twenty years, it was serious. Now, with the protection of your people's Liberation Army and the severe crackdown of the police, there are fewer and fewer poaching. We haven't seen it for several years, but we've heard of it." the old herdsman said with a bright smile.
"By the way, these soldiers are so cold that we can't live here. Just five yurts. Just squeeze. I'll let Baolige make a fire for you."
"Well... Thank you, uncle. We really need to rest. We have been walking in the wilderness for three days." Gong Jian looked at the people behind him. They must rest, because they didn't even pick up much burning wood today.
"You're welcome, you're welcome. Yes, we still have beef jerky! And hand meat. There are many of you. I'll kill some sheep for you." the old herdsman directly took out the knife he was carrying around his waist.
"No, uncle can't. our army has discipline, but we can't eat your food. We brought our own food. Thank you very much for staying with us. In addition, we have to use your pot."
"That's not good. We Mongolian are a hospitable nation. When guests come, we must have good wine and meat, not to mention you comrades of the people's Liberation Army who keep us safe!" the old herdsman immediately looked flat and spoke seriously.
Gong Jian smiled bitterly, "uncle, we really can't eat. If you kill this sheep, we will have to take off our military uniforms tomorrow, because we have made serious mistakes. Don't you want us to make mistakes."
When Gong Jian said this, the old herdsman immediately had some tangles on his face. He hesitated and said, "well... Why don't you have some beef jerky?! by the way, we also have milk tea. Have some milk tea."
"Uncle, we really appreciate it. We have food and drink. Your son is a reserve. You should know that the army has discipline. If you want this, we have to go."
"OK, don't eat, don't eat, I'll make a fire for you!" the old herdsman quickly waved his hand.
"I asked someone to help." Gong Jian didn't refuse. Now they really need a safe place to rest for a night.
Everyone quickened their pace. The yurt was about a thousand meters away from them. When they were one or two hundred meters away, several dog barks came from the yurt, and then three or four dog barks immediately sounded in the open wilderness.Then they saw that there seemed to be a light in the yurt."Don't move, everyone. Let's go over." Gong Jian immediately said to the others."Yes!"The others stood where they were, while Gong Jian and the four of them walked towards the yurt. They were still one or two hundred meters away.When Gong Jian and his team walked several tens of meters further, they could see that two or three people in the yurt came out, and they were still holding flashlights. The light columns of several flashlights were very conspicuous in the wilderness."Who!" the villagers over there roared with dialect."Fellow villagers, we are the people's Liberation Army!" Gong Jian immediately said loudly. At the moment, the distance between them is still dozens of meters."You come here first. We have guns in our hands!" the fellow over there shouted."Have a gun?" Yang Rui immediately became alert and whispered."I'll go over there. Be careful." Gong Jian also whispered. He didn't know why there was a gun here, but be careful."I see." Yang Rui and the three of them quietly pulled the bolt of the gun, just in case."Fellow villagers, don't worry, we're not bad guys. I'll come by myself." Gong Jian shouted again at the top of his voice, and then he continued to walk forward.When Gong Jianyou walked twenty or thirty meters forward, the other party's flashlight could see Gong Jian's dress clearly. Gong Jian heard the man who had just shouted and said in a strong dialect: "Abu! It's really the people's Liberation Army.""Come on, put down the gun. It's really the people's Liberation Army." another old voice patted another man. The man put down the long object in his hand and came straight here.When he walked in, Gong Jian saw each other's face clearly through today's moonlight and a rechargeable lantern in each other's hand. A typical Mongolian man was wearing a thick sheep fur jacket and a Mongolian robe."Hello, fellow villagers. We are the people's Liberation Army training here." Gong Jian smiled and said."Hello, comrades of the people's Liberation Army. Sorry, we thought it was a bad man just now. After all, this place is almost deserted except us." the speaker was an old man who looked more than 60 years old."Are there other comrades in the distance? Come here quickly. You are still training in such a cold day. We have milk tea here! Come on, paulige, go and make a fire!""Oh!" a 20-year-old boy immediately turned and rushed into the yurt."You all come here!" Gong Jian looked at the other party and was not afraid of them, so he waved directly and signaled that all the people in the distance came.Soon everyone came over. There were five yurts here, but only one lived in it, five men."Fellow villagers, let me ask, why do you have a gun here." after the introduction of both sides, Gong Jian still couldn't help asking. He had seen clearly that the other party's hand was a very old type 56 semi-automatic rifle, which has been retired in China for many years.Retired in 1980. It has been 40 years since 80 years ago! The age of the gun can be imagined."Hahaha, Baolige showed the people's Liberation Army comrades their certificates." the old man smiled twice, and then said hello.The young man immediately carefully took out a certificate from himself and handed it over. Gong Jian took it over and opened it with some curiosity. This is a proof document.The young man belongs to the reserve. The supporting documents were issued by the Armed Forces Department of Alxa. He can hold a gun because there are often poachers here. There have been many tragic incidents in which herdsmen have been hurt or even killed by poachers.That's why they are equipped with guns, but there are only 10 bullets, and the bullets have strict service conditions. They have to report how they are used.After reading this, Gong Jian knew that, indeed, birds don't shit in such a place. Sometimes there are only one or two herdsmen in a radius of dozens of miles. When they encounter poachers, those guys have homemade earth guns in their hands.After returning the supporting documents to the other party, Gong Jian gave the other party a thumbs up and said, "fellow villagers, you are good, just to fight these evil forces bravely.""Hahaha, it's much better these years. In the past ten or twenty years, it was serious. Now, with the protection of your people's Liberation Army and the severe crackdown of the police, there are fewer and fewer poaching. We haven't seen it for several years, but we've heard of it." the old herdsman said with a bright smile."By the way, these soldiers are so cold that we can't live here. Just five yurts. Just squeeze. I'll let Baolige make a fire for you.""Well... Thank you, uncle. We really need to rest. We have been walking in the wilderness for three days." Gong Jian looked at the people behind him. They must rest, because they didn't even pick up much burning wood today."You're welcome, you're welcome. Yes, we still have beef jerky! And hand meat. There are many of you. I'll kill some sheep for you." the old herdsman directly took out the knife he was carrying around his waist."No, uncle can't. our army has discipline, but we can't eat your food. We brought our own food. Thank you very much for staying with us. In addition, we have to use your pot.""That's not good. We Mongolian are a hospitable nation. When guests come, we must have good wine and meat, not to mention you comrades of the people's Liberation Army who keep us safe!" the old herdsman immediately looked flat and spoke seriously.Gong Jian smiled bitterly, "uncle, we really can't eat. If you kill this sheep, we will have to take off our military uniforms tomorrow, because we have made serious mistakes. Don't you want us to make mistakes."When Gong Jian said this, the old herdsman immediately had some tangles on his face. He hesitated and said, "well... Why don't you have some beef jerky?! by the way, we also have milk tea. Have some milk tea.""Uncle, we really appreciate it. We have food and drink. Your son is a reserve. You should know that the army has discipline. If you want this, we have to go.""OK, don't eat, don't eat, I'll make a fire for you!" the old herdsman quickly waved his hand."I asked someone to help." Gong Jian didn't refuse. Now they really need a safe place to rest for a night.
