Vol 2 Chapter 56: Dusty diary

"So, how do you deal with this weird thing?" The Patriotic Party asked, suppressing excitement.
"We wanted to pry open this thing. We couldn't find a word. We wanted to blow it up with a grenade. The instructor said that it should not be the spy device of Su Xiu. It is better to report to the superior." Old Battelle said, "So I sent someone to report to the nearby garrison. Later, the garrison sent a truck to pull this thing away, and I never saw it again."
During the Sino-Soviet confrontation, the grasslands of Inner Mongolia in the Pingchuan River were unsafe to defend and could not stop the steel torrent of the Soviet Union. The People's Liberation Army did not deploy a large number of troops on this line, and only set up a few defensive areas. The troops under the defensive areas are called defensive divisions. The garrison regiment, the task of these infantrymen is to stick to the perpetual fortifications and die with the enemy. Although their combat effectiveness is not as good as the field army, they are considered regular troops. In the Kosygin plane incident, the herdsmen first arrived at the scene, and then the garrison troops. According to historical records , They cleared the field quickly and strictly prohibited people from waiting to approach. Old Man Battelle would not know what happened later.
　　Party Patriotic asked the old man to describe the strange thing as much as possible. Battelle thought for a while and said that it was like a stone, more like metal, without doors or windows, nor traces of rivets or welding, but an oval sphere.
　　 "I took a saber and chopped it up. There was no white stamp on it. It was harder than iron, and the ghost knew what the material was." The old man Battelle continued, but the party patriot was no longer interested in listening.
As usual, the hospitable Mongolian compatriots will host a banquet to entertain friends from afar. The old man Batel lets his children and grandchildren set up a banquet. While his eldest son is busy slaughtering sheep, Liu Yanzhi and others are discussing the performance of motorcycles with the elderly’s grandchildren. Today’s Mongolian herdsmen no longer ride horses, but use motorcycles and off-road vehicles as their means of transportation, and their favorite is the original goods imported from Japan.
"Are you a Mongolian if you don’t ride horses?" Liu Yanzhi questioned. Of course the Mongolian boys don’t like to listen to this. So they proposed horse racing. Liu Yanzhi had a lot of dealings with horses when he crossed the Qing Dynasty, and he also rode horses for thousands of miles. Road, there is still confidence in this point, and he immediately challenged, but the two were boring to play, everyone started to quarrel, and finally turned into a collective sheep-grabbing contest.
Diaoyang is a traditional Kazakh program, but Mongolians can also play it. This sport requires both individual equestrian skills and close cooperation from the collective. The competition is divided into two teams, Liu Yanzhi, Zhuzi, Lei Meng and Yu Hanchao. One team, the other team consisted of four Mongolian boys, each with a Mongolian horse, equipped with saddles, picked up the whip, and stepped on the horse back enthusiastically to prepare for the game.
　　 There is no suspense in the result of the race. The new generation of herdsmen who have become accustomed to motorcycles actually lost to the Han Chinese from the mainland. Liu Yanzhi was the first to grab the sheep and reached the finish line to win.
　　 The pillars can also ride horses, and the riding skills are fairly modest. After a big fight, he was panting. Liu Yan straightly laughed at him: "No way, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old man is not as good as an uncle like me in his forties."
　　 "The chief rides well." Zhu Zi exclaimed sincerely.
　　 "Hey, even a simple child like Zhuzi can flatter." Lei Meng shook his head and sighed.
　　 Old Battelle also watched the battle. When he saw the victor coming to greet him, his eyes fell on the face of the pillar and asked the party patriot: "This young man, I seem to have seen it."
　　 "This is the first time he has come to Inner Mongolia." Dang Paiguo laughed.
　　 "Oh, that might be my memory wrong." The old man said.
After 　　 Huanyan swigged, the guests left Siziwangqi and returned to Hohhot to investigate another clue.
The meteorite was taken over by the garrison garrison. In the Sino-Soviet war, the garrison troops on the long border line were the first to bear the brunt. They were wiped out under the iron hooves of the Soviet army, and then they wanted to find the Ulanchabu Army Division where the Siziwang Banner was stationed. The files of the Third Independent Defense Corps are very difficult. There was a movie called "Assembly Number" more than ten years ago. It took more than ten years for Guzidi to search for the veteran troops, but the 21st century is after all the era of information explosion. Coupled with the all-pervasive network of the Antai Financial Group, the traces of the Third Defense Regiment were still found by the patriotic party.
After the war, the third garrison regiment was basically exhausted, and only some logistics personnel were able to withdraw. Later, it was mixed with the remnants of several other troops to form a new infantry division, but in the 1980s, it was a million-dollar disarmament. After being abolished, the soldiers retired, and the command organization was reorganized into an armed police force. The archives have gone through several rounds and are now in the archives of the Huangshi Detachment of the Armed Police Corps of Hubei Province.
Dang Aiguo flew to Hubei overnight and rushed to the Huangshi Armed Police Detachment. Zhen Yue’s father was the commander of the Jiangdong Armed Police Corps. Under his coordination, Dang Aiguo entered the detachment archives as a professor of history at Jiangdong University and managed the archives. He found the archives of a certain army regiment when it was reorganized into an armed police force in 1985, but there was no way to find it earlier.
With the pitiful files, Dang Aiguo contacted the head of the regiment that year. They are all in the old age. Under the coordination of the local government, Dang Aiguo interviewed them and tried to find the guard in September 1969. What did the third group find?
"Young man, I belong to the original 155th Division of the Army. I am in two different units from the inner garrison regiment. If you want to find an old man in the garrison regiment, I will introduce you to one. He was originally an assistant in the logistics department of the garrison regiment. Maybe Know something about it." Said a white-haired old soldier in an old-fashioned military uniform in a certain retreat.
According to the picture, the party patriot found the home of the assistant logistics department of the garrison. This veteran soldier lived in a retreat on the outskirts of Yiyang City, Hunan Province. When he visited, he found that a group of people were cleaning the house. The female directs the migrant workers to move garbage and paint the walls.
　　 "Excuse me, is the home of old comrade Wang Zhengang here?" Dang Aiguo asked.
　　 "My dad is dead." The middle-aged man with a black gauze around his arm replied, but there was no sadness on his face.
　　 The secret path of party patriotism is not good, and clues will be difficult to find. Suddenly he saw a large pile of letters on the ground. He had an idea that the old man and his comrades exchanged letters so frequently that he could find many other clues.
At this time, the waste collector had already arrived at the door, took out the sack and weighed the pole to load the waste newspapers and letters. The party patriot stopped him and said to the old man’s son, "First of all, I would like to express my condolences to you. I am studying history, my father. 'S experience happens to be in my subject. I want to leave these letters. Can you think about it?"
　　 "Okay, you take all the sachets." The middle-aged man is a bright man.
　　 "No." His wife turned her eyes, and said to stop her, "How much money can I get from selling scraps? You can study it, and you have to pay us a little bit."
　　 Party patriotism smiled: "Of course, a letter is 100 yuan, no matter how high it is, I can't afford it. After all, I'm just a poor professor."
　　 My daughter-in-law’s eyes lit up: "Suitable, suitable, look at these old newspapers, do you either?"
　　 The patriotism of the party hesitated for a while, and the daughter-in-law changed her words immediately: "It's cheap, don't be so expensive, you can take away 100 yuan."
　　 "Okay." Dang Paiguo was very happy, "I want it, do the old man have other relics for research? I can borrow it temporarily, and I will return it to Zhao after it is used up. Of course, the cost will be paid."
The daughter-in-law dismissed the ragged ones and brought the party patriot into the house. There was a portrait of the old man in the living room. The party patriot bowed three times and put on incense, and then followed the daughter-in-law into the inner room. This was originally the old man’s bedroom with plain furnishings. , Wooden bed, cloth sofa, picture frame on the wall hanging on the wall, open the wardrobe, and some old military uniforms, everything here seems to stay in the 1980s.
　　 "Photos, clothes, diaries, and some fragmentary military medals, commemorative medals, etc., if you want everything, I will give you a discount." The daughter-in-law said.
　　 In the end, the party patriotic spent 50,000 yuan, packed all the things left by the elderly, and took them back for analysis and research.
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　　 The History Department of Jiangdong University is back in the mountain building. The entire building was funded and constructed by the Antai Foundation. The teaching and research section of the Party’s Patriotic Office occupies an entire floor. It is late at night, and he is still studying the relics of the old man Wang Zhengang.
The most valuable is not the letters, but the old man’s diary. This is a diary with a red plastic cover. The paper is very crude, the handwriting is delicate, and the fonts are obviously imprinted with the times. Many of them were introduced during the Cultural Revolution and later Abolished simplified characters.
　　Dang Paiguo soon turned to the page he was most interested in~EbookFREE.me~ September 11, sunny
In the morning, the regiment headquarters cleaned up and studied politics. Suddenly received a report from herders saying that something strange was found on the grassland. Our department immediately sent a platoon of cavalry to check it out. Later, we transferred a Jiefang truck and pulled a piece with the cooperation of the herders. The huge meteorite, according to platoon leader Zhang, there are a lot of aircraft wreckage at the scene.
　　 September 12, 1969, sunny
　　Beijing sent a helicopter to transport astronomy experts to inspect the meteorites. The logistics office received them with hands grabbing mutton and horse milk wine. In the afternoon, the vehicles sent by the Meteorite Army Division transported them away, and our department sent a company of cavalry escorts.
　　 September 13, 1969
　　 Military divisional electric order, first level combat readiness, the troops fired live ammunition into the position, at 8 am, I heard the roar of the tank group.
　　 After that, the diary is interrupted, and the next one is to record the reorganization in Hubei half a year later.
The party’s patriotism concealed long thoughts. According to Old Man Battelle’s dictation, the meteorite is as big as a yurt, and the texture is similar to metal. According to common sense, the weight is very considerable. However, according to Wang Zhengang’s diary, a Jiefang truck took the meteorite. Pulled away, the Jiefang truck of that era was a six-cylinder gasoline engine that imitated the Soviet Union’s Guiz 150, with a load capacity of four tons. Considering some redundancy, it was confirmed from the side that the weight of the meteorite was about five tons. Meteorites are at least hollow, and the hypothesis of interstellar vehicles in extraterrestrial civilization can be established.
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