Vol 2 Chapter 63: Full band blocking

The speaker is unintentional and the listener is interested. The party is patriotic and contemplative. He is thinking that changing history is also within the scope of the earth, and it cannot change the trajectory of meteorites. If history goes on normally, Kosygin’s special plane will pass by the meteorite. When he flew to Beijing, he thought a lot about the fate of this huge meteorite, how it would affect mankind and the earth, and fell asleep by the campfire.
　　 Early in the morning, my sleep was awakened by the radio.
"Central People’s Broadcasting Station, it’s time to study Marxist-Leninist writings and Chairman Mao’s writings..." In the mellow voice, the Crossing Group started the day’s activities, boiled milk tea, ate breakfast, cleaned up the moisture-proof sheepskin cushions, and then proceeded, passing After a day and night of trekking, I finally arrived at the place where the meteorite fell, and started to wait and see.
Dang Aiguo and Lao Lin stayed together all the time, and it seemed that there was nothing to say. Liu Yanzhi was also observing Lao Lin's movements and was ready to take action at any time, but Lao Lin was very low-key and did not act abnormally. Maybe the time was not right. He was waiting. The meteorite fell to the ground.
The waiting days are very long. The grassland is not as beautiful as those on TV and picture albums. The ultraviolet rays are strong, the lack of water can not take a bath, the temperature difference between day and night is large, and the diet is rough. The guys can tolerate it. Guan Lu can suffer a serious crime and did not wash his face for several days. , Jane reached the limit of patience.
After another day, according to the historical process, Kosygin’s special plane has now taken off from Hanoi and returned to China. The important moment is about to come. The crossing team gets busy and set up a radio transmitter to contact the special plane. Lao Lin cleared his throat. After saying a paragraph in Russian, the party patriotic gave a thumbs up: "That's how the people of Moscow are."
　　 "I was almost stationed in Leningrad." Lao Lin said, "Speaking badly in Russian is deadly."
"Kosygin's special plane is still in Irkutsk at the moment. It will take a while to fly over. Everyone has a rest." Dang Aiguo said while looking at his watch, but no one had the intention of taking a break. They were looking forward to the special plane, even if they knew The naked eye can't see the plane at 10,000 meters high.
Today, the sun is shining and the autumn is high and the horses are fat. In ancient times, it was a good time to fight and kill people. The eight Mongolian horses seemed to feel the human tension and became restless. Time passed by, and no one spoke until the party was patriotic. Issue an order: "The special plane has entered the country and can start."
Lao Lin put on the earphones and took the microphone and started to warn: "Su Xiu aircraft, this is the Chinese Air Force, you have entered the air control zone, please take a detour..." He said over and over again in Russian, and finally a response came from the earphones. : "Chinese Air Force, Chinese Air Force, we are a special plane of the Soviet government, please inform us the scope of the air control zone."
Others heard the answer from the radio, and everyone couldn't help but cheer. The first mission was completed. Kosygin would not die. The Sino-Soviet war could be avoided. The sacrifices of millions of people were spared. This cannot be used to win the seventh-level pontoon. To describe it, it can almost be canonized into a and be worshipped and supported by others.
　　 Suddenly there was a piercing electric current, and Lao Lin took off the earphones and covered his ears in pain: "No, there is interference."
　　 The Party Patriotic realized that it was not good, and hurriedly grabbed the microphone and continued to shout. His Russian was no less than that of Lao Lin, but Kosygin’s plane did not answer at all.
　　 "It's not like interference, it's a magnetic storm!" said Dang Aiguo.
　　 Liu Yan directly adjusted the frequency band of the radio. The Central People’s Broadcasting Station should be broadcasting normally during this period, but at this time the medium wave 639, 981, 1008, and 1161 frequency bands are all electromagnetic noise.
　　 "Could it be that the meteorite brought a magnetic storm, which caused the regional full-band blockage?" Lao Lin was startled in a cold sweat. If he reasoned like this, Kosygin's special plane would not escape.
　　 In the next time, everyone will be greatly horrified, because they will witness the plane being shot down by a meteorite and witness the outbreak of the Sino-Soviet War.
At 8:15:40 in the morning, there was a loud noise in the sky, followed by a huge ball of light. The Il-62 airliner disintegrated in the air, and the wreckage fell like a celestial flower. The scene was extremely shocking, like the end of the world. When the time came, everyone in the traversing group ran away, avoiding falling objects, and if they were hit, they would go to see Lenin with Kosygin.
The huge passenger plane disintegrated and dispersed at an altitude of 10,000 meters, forming tens of thousands of pieces of debris falling down, smashing the grasslands full of holes, a mess, with deep pits everywhere, and smoke everywhere, but fortunately, the spreading area is large. , The members of the traversing group were safe and sound, and were not hit.
A huge meteorite fell along with the wreckage of the plane, smashing a deep pit in the grassland. The green smoke was curling up and it was colorful. It was seen from a long distance. The first mission was not achieved, and the second mission must be seized. Everyone turned on their horses and ran over, watching this legendary alien visitor up close.
It’s a little different from what the parties described decades later. The meteorite is not as big as half a yurt, it looks like a recovered satellite manned cabin, but the shell has no traces of technical processing, rough and bumpy, and more like an ordinary meteorite. , Its brilliance comes from the reflection of sunlight, just like motor oil floating on the water, colorful and weird.
　　 Lei Meng couldn't help but want to touch it, but Liu Yan stopped drinking straight out: "Hot hands!" He was so scared that he retracted quickly.
　　 In fact, they prepared asbestos heat-insulating gloves, but somehow they forgot to take them out. They only took out the gloves and cutting machine after being reminded, and they were going to forcibly open the meteorite and take out the mysterious substance containing DNA fragments.
Lei Meng took out the hand-held laser cutting machine and looked for the gaps where he could start, but this huge meteorite was completely natural, and he didn't know where to start. He simply found a place randomly, started the machine, and the red laser focused on the meteorite. The outer wall did not open in response. The meteorite was too hard to even be cut by the laser.
　　 Yu Han Chao took out the percussion drill, tried to drill a hole in the meteorite, and then poured explosives to explode the thing. As you can imagine, the handheld electric percussion drill did not even drill a white spot.
　　 "I'm coming." Liu Yan said straight, drew a pistol and fired a shot at the meteorite. The bullet collapsed and flew away, just making a mark.
After tossing for a long time, all the pre-plans are used, and the meteorite is still unable to be opened. Everyone is anxious, consider pulling this thing away, but the meteorite is too big and sinking in a pit, it is difficult to move it out without large tools , Even if it is out, can't it be dragged by a horse, and where can it be dragged?
　　 It took two hours in vain. The sound of horseshoes sounded and the militias of Inner Mongolia arrived. They were all cavalry, equipped with sabers and semi-automatic rifles. The leader was the graceful Batel, dressed in a blue Mongolian robe, and heroic.
　　 The militiamen were surprised to see the People's Liberation Army on the scene. Battelle asked them in blunt Chinese: "Which part of you are you? I haven't seen you."
On the eve of the war, the herdsmen in Inner Mongolia were armed with a semi-automatic manpower and a Mongolian scimitar handed down from their ancestors at their waist. There were more than 60 people who came here, ten times as many as the crossing group, and this is another family In the realm of battle, even if Liu Yanzhi can be one to ten, he can't keep the others, especially with lesbians like Guan Lu.
"You are Comrade Battelle, the commander of the militia," said Dang Aiguo. "I heard Minister Zhou of the Armed Forces Department of the Ulan Chabu League talk about you. He said that you are an eagle on the grassland and your riding skills are the best. Drinking is also the best."
　　Battle's attitude immediately eased. After reading the party patriotic's letter of introduction and certificates, he immediately turned over and dismounted, and raised his hand in salute: "Good chief!"
"We are here to perform the secret mission of the headquarters, and this is what we are waiting for." The party's patriotic lie came casually. He pointed to the huge meteorite and said, "This is our National Astronomical Observatory's monitoring of alien visitors for eight years. It is of great help to the aerospace industry of our country, Comrade Battelle, can you help me transport this thing to Ulan Chabu."
　　 Battelle walked to the side of the meteorite, looked at it for a long time, circled three times, shook his head: "It's too heavy, the horse won't move, you have to send a truck from the defense regiment to pull it."
　　 A down-to-earth herder boy stepped forward and touched the meteorite, then immediately withdrew his hand. The meteorite that had been rubbed by the atmosphere still maintained a certain degree of heat, which was a bit hot.
　　 "Then Shungeril, what are you touching!" Battelle scolded.
　　 Liu Yan said bluntly: "Battel, this meteorite is hollow and looks large, but it is actually very light. Let's move it out of the pit together, and then tie it up and drag it away with a horse. No problem."
　　Battle nodded: "Okay, come together."
　　 A group of young herders stepped forward to help, but Batel stepped back, called Na Shungeril over and handed in a few words in a low voice in Mongolian, Na Shun nodded, called two of his companions, turned on his horse and galloped away.
The party’s patriotism complained. Battelle seemed rude, but in fact he was careful. He must have sent someone to inform the garrison to go. When the garrison came, it would be troublesome, but forcibly preventing it is not a way. He had to say: "The secret of our execution. I didn’t want to notify the local garrison of the mission.
　　 Battelle smiled and said, "Don't worry, I have already sent someone."
　　 Liu Yan directly turned his attention to the patriotism of the party, and the latter told him with lips that he would act according to circumstances.
The meteorite is actually not so hot anymore, the outer halo has disappeared and turned into a humble stone. Mongolian herdsmen are strong axle men. A dozen people shouted together and used their strength to remove it from Moved out of the pit.
"This thing is at least two thousand catties." Battelle said. His estimate is about the same. It is feasible for a dozen strong men to move a one ton object, but there is nothing that can be done in the follow-up. Put on a rope and pull it with Mongolian Malay. A deep trace was drawn from the grassland. Besides, if there is a truck, why use a horse.
　　 At noon, a cavalry platoon from the garrison regiment arrived. The leader was platoon leader Zhang, who graduated from Shijiazhuang Infantry School. He read the letter of introduction from the party patriot, and treated the head of the general staff with respect and obedient.
It must be pulled by truck. This is the consensus of everyone. In the 1960s, the military equipment was still outdated and there was a serious lack of communication equipment. However, the cavalry platoon still carried a 15-watt short-wave single-sideband radio station. The report, after another two hours, finally drove a Jiefang truck with some shovels, twine, pulleys, crowbars and other tools.
However, it is still difficult to lift a one-ton object into the carriage in the wilderness. In the end, everyone worked together to dig a slope, let the truck fall in, and then forcefully push the meteorite into the carriage. This method is very effective. Effective ~EbookFREE.me~ The meteorite gets on the car and you are done.
Platoon Leader Zhang also took people to inspect the wreckage of the car and picked up some of them and left them on the car. Everyone knew that the plane that was hit by the meteorite was Su Xiu's plane, so there was no sympathy at all. At this time, they didn't know about the plane. The seat is the Soviet prime minister, so I am not very afraid.
　　 It was dusk at this time, the cavalry brigade crowded the trucks, and the crossing group was also entrapped in the team by them intentionally or unintentionally, and everyone moved towards the defense zone of the defense regiment.
There are many permanent fortifications built on the grasslands of Inner Mongolia. The semi-underground bunker is only slightly raised on the ground, covered with turf, and outsiders can’t find it. Aerial reconnaissance can only see the grassland. In fact, there are underground tunnels that stretch for several kilometers and store a lot. The food and ammunition are poor. In fact, the technological content of this line of defense is far inferior to the Magino line of defense in the 1930s. The main weapons are only 85mm anti-tank guns and Type 53 heavy machine guns.
The defensive area of ​​the 　　 defensive regiment is nearby. The position is hidden, but the regiment headquarters is public. There is only one compound and two rows of bungalows.
The brigade arrived at the station of the garrison, Batel took the people to the cafeteria for dinner, and the "chiefs from Beijing" were arranged in the conference room. The orderly soldiers served dishes plate by plate, hot dumplings, and let them eat dry food for a few days. The appetites of the guests were very appetizing.
　　 While eating, Liu Yan put down his chopsticks and said, "It's a bad thing!" As soon as the voice fell, the windows swept open, and dense guns were aimed at them.
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