Vol 2 Chapter 62: 8 horses

Ulan Qab is the seat of the administrative office, a small grassland city along the railway line. Looking around in the early morning light, it is full of low bungalows. The railway station is a red brick building with revolutionary slogans painted on the exterior walls. There is a statue of Marxism in the room, which is cold, depressed, and old.
It was too early and they had nowhere to go, so they had to rest in the waiting room. The station master on duty in blue railway uniforms took the initiative to strike up a conversation. Liu Yan said that we were on a business trip from Beijing and were waiting for a car from the garrison. , The stationmaster took a pot of hot water and came over to help them make tea. He picked up the Daqianmen cigarettes delivered directly by Liu Yan, and chatted with the passengers from afar. Unknowingly, at dawn, the crossing group also passed this The enthusiastic webmaster understood the basic situation of the local area.
　　 "The army's car can still be broken on the road." The station master said with great experience, "The garrison regiment's car often breaks down. Last time, there were a few cadres from the army. They didn't wait for the car to come, and finally rode back."
　　 "Do you have a phone here?" Liu Yanzhi asked deliberately. As expected, the attendant said that the station had only dedicated railway telephone lines, and the troops were also dedicated military dedicated lines, which belonged to independent telephone systems and could not be reached at all.
　　 "Then can you find a few horses for us?" Liu Yan looked back at the party patriot, "We have an important task, and the chief needs to rush to Siziwangqi as soon as possible."
　　 The stationmaster said: "No problem, there are horses in the Human Armed Forces Department. Just borrow a few horses."
The grassroots government has the People’s Armed Forces Department. Ulan Qab belongs to the border area to resist Soviet and revisionist invasion. The People’s Armed Forces Department has an even more important mission. It manages a large number of militia troops, has its own arsenal, and there is no shortage of war horses. Under the introduction of the stationmaster, they found the Ministry of Human Resources, presented a letter of introduction and officer ID, and issued an IOU. They successfully borrowed eight horses, one for each person, and two for carrying luggage.
The entire process of borrowing horses went smoothly. The party’s patriotic temperament was very good, and every gesture showed the style of a big head from Beijing. With the introduction letter affixed with the official seal of the General Staff Department’s Operation Department, how dare local officials neglect, not only arranged horses, I also helped them prepare a few skins filled with mare kumiss. Of course, the guests from Beijing also reciprocated, leaving behind two big front door cigarettes.
　　 "It's better to drink two cups at noon and get a whole lamb." The leader of the People's Armed Forces Department held the patriotic hand of the party and was unwilling to let it go, and said boldly.
　　 "Time is tight, the task is urgent, the northern wolf is ambitious, and we look forward to it. The burden on our shoulders is very heavy." The party patriotic said with great heart, "Leave the wine, and we will drink again after the mission."
He did not say what mission he was performing, and the comrades of the Ministry of Human Resources and Armed Forces were also very interested in not mentioning this. Just in the second half of last month, a border clash occurred in the Tireketi area of ​​Xinjiang. After dumping dumplings, the whole country knows that there is going to be a war with Soviet revisionism, a big fight, an early fight, and a nuclear war. The comrades of the General Staff are definitely exploring the terrain and building new defensive positions. This is top secret. Don't ask if you shouldn't know.
Seeing that they only wore pistols, the leaders of the Ministry of Human Resources and Armed Forces were worried about encountering wild wolves on the road. They suggested sending militiamen to them. However, this involved the issue of confidentiality. In the end, the minister and political commissar discussed with them and decided to lend them to the chiefs from Beijing gun.
　　Dang Paiguo readily agreed and signed to accept two Type 56 submachine guns, two Type 56 semi-automatics, a bellyband ammunition carrying device and hundreds of bullets.

There are wolves on the grassland, but there are also many yellow sheep. It’s good to hit two to improve the food.
The minister’s black face was red. He was from Hunan and was assigned to Inner Mongolia. One face was exposed to ultraviolet rays on the plateau. It’s dark, and I dream of wanting to be transferred back to the mainland, trying to curry favor with the heads from Beijing. This is also a factor.
"On the return trip, we ate yellow lamb, drank horse milk wine, and got drunk." Party Aiguo and the minister shook hands, saluted each other, turned on horses, and their movements were so neat that the comrades in Inner Mongolia secretly admired them, but they did not expect to sit in the office. The chiefs still have this skill. They didn't know that Dang Paiguo was a member of the equestrian club, and they usually rode purebred horses imported from Arabia.
The traversing group rode on war horses and proceeded along the road in Ulan Qab. On the campus without walls on the roadside, hundreds of students lined up to do exercises, and a strong male voice came from the loudspeaker: "The Fourth Radio Gymnastics in the People’s Republic of China The times are calling, get ready."
　　 In the energetic morning exercises of the children, Liu Yan flicked his reins and galloped his horse. The others waited. A small cavalry team hurried out of the city under the astonishing eyes of passers-by and ran towards the endless grassland.
Dang Aiguo brought navigation equipment. In the era without GPS satellites, a special navigator used the positions of the sun, moon and stars to locate. The only prerequisite was to enter the current accurate date and time, and the second when the navigator passed through them to Cuiwei Mountain. I started to work, and now I take it out to see that it is indeed located in the suburbs of Ulan Qab.
The destination of the traversing group is the crash site of the special plane Kosyjin near Siziwang Banner, where the meteorite landed. The coordinates are more than 100 kilometers away from Ulan Chabu, and need to traverse the grassland of Chahar Right Zhongqi, the prairie in September. It was the luxuriant time when the horses were running freely, and the nervous and depressed mood of the members of the crossing group was relieved.
　　 "Let's sing." Guan Lu saw the heroism of the prairie for the first time, and couldn't help but want to sing.
"Welcome Dr. Guan to sing opera for us." Liu Yan said with a straight smile. He knew that Guan Lu had many years of study abroad experience, and all his hobbies were nurtured by high school. How could he know that Guan Lu's mouth was a popular song: "Let us be friends and live. Chic and unrestrained, riding horses and galloping to share the prosperity of the world, sing the joy in the heart of Jiudang singing, and vigorously grasp the age in the heart~~"
　　 Lei Meng sang along: "You are the wind and I am the sand, lingering around the horizon..."
　　 Everyone was shocked and laughed.
　　 "What's the matter, don't you allow others to watch "Returning Pearls"? Guan Lu laughed, "That's my favorite next time."
Today is September 8, 1969, the day when President Ho Chi Minh was buried. At this moment, Soviet Prime Minister Kosygin was still trying his best to contact the Chinese delegation in Hanoi, but to no avail. Premier Zhou had already returned to China in advance. The deputy head of the delegation Li Xiannian received Albanians. The reminder, ignoring the Soviet side’s call-up, communication through the Vietnamese side was not effective.
　　 There are still three days before the meteorite hits the ground. There is enough time to cross the group on the prairie to believe in the horse. The party patriot and the old forest go side by side, talking about life and history like old friends.
　　 "Look, yellow sheep!" Liu Yan pointed straight into the distance. Deep in the grassland, large swaths of yellow sheep were migrating, as if the entire grassland was moving.
　　 "Professor, let's get two for the tooth slaying ceremony." Lei fiercely wanted to try.
　　 "Don't kill indiscriminately." The party patriotic ordered.
The men rushed out with guns and prancing horses, and there were wild howls in their mouths. The ram in charge of vigilance noticed that the danger was approaching and issued a warning. The yellow sheep started to run, moving extremely fast, and even the horses could not chase them. However, there are always some weak young sheep who can't keep up with the brigade, and gradually pull down.
A male yellow sheep tried to distract the hunter, first made a provocative posture towards the horse, then turned sharply and ran to the other side. Lei Meng and Yu Hanchao were smoothly led away, but Liu Yanzhi did not win the game and still maintained. In the direction, he ran to a distance of one hundred meters from the mother and son of the yellow goat, and steadily raised the submachine gun.
Suddenly the ewe came to a stop, stood still, motionless, waiting for the bullet, the baby goat stopped too, looked at the mother stupidly, came over to lick it, the ewe used her child on her head to let it Run for your life.
　　 Liu Yan hesitated for a moment and lowered his gun.
　　 Guan Lu also ran the horse. Originally, she stopped after Liu Yan straightened. She couldn't help but tear in her eyes when she saw this scene, and said in a low voice, "Let them go."
Liu Yan's horse was irritable under his crotch, digging his hooves, snorting his nose, and seemed to be very dissatisfied with the benevolence of the rider's woman. The descendants of Changshengtian, the descendants of Genghis Khan would not be so silly, and they would not dare to open their prey. gun.
　　 As if realizing that he could not escape, the ewe was simply feeding the baby sheep with a calm expression, with big eyes looking at the muzzle. The life on the grassland has a natural indifferent to death.
　　 "Please." Guan Lu almost cried out.
　　 Suddenly, Liu Yanzhi quickly raised his gun and fired, tapping, shooting a crisp short point.
　　 "No!" Guan Lu's screams resounded through the wilderness.
　　 The mother and son of the yellow goat were not lying in a pool of blood. The baby yellow goat was frightened by the gunfire and ran away. The mother yellow goat looked back and ran away.
　　 Liu Yan squeezed the horse's belly forward, rolled his saddle and got off the horse. From the grass that reached his knees, he brought up a large prairie wolf ~EbookFREE.me~ The bullet penetrated the wolf's eyes and exploded the wolf's head.
　　 "Good marksmanship!" Guan Lu praised.
　　 Liu Yan straightly crossed the dead wolf on his horse, turned around and reunited with the brigade. At this time, Lei Meng and Yu Hanchao also returned with full load. They beat a male yellow sheep weighing 100 kilograms, happily.
"The scientific name of the yellow sheep is Mongolian gazelle, light reddish brown, with white spots on the hips, and usually weighs 40 to 80 pounds. You guys have a big head. Maybe it is the head of the yellow sheep family." Dang Paiguo Half joked.
　　 "That patriarch died, isn't this flock of sheep without a leader?" The adjective used by Yu Hanchao is very inappropriate.
Lei Meng laughed and said: "You think it is the old Kim's house in North Korea. If you are away from their father, the people of the whole country will have to starve to death. The leader of the yellow goats truly serves and sacrifices for the group. It will die. There are healthier and more powerful rams to take over, and maybe they can take the sheep to Kangzhuang Avenue."
It’s hard to take the whole yellow sheep, and after a day’s walk, they are tired. They rest on the spot, roast lamb for dinner, the temperature difference in the grassland is large, the sun is dazzling during the day, and the fire is grilled around the bonfire at night, and the shelves are roasted with oil. The leg of lamb, the mare kumm in a wooden bowl is very fragrant.
The stars are shining tonight. Guan Lu looked up at the starry sky, and suddenly a meteor pierced the sky. She faintly said: "That meteorite, is it still on its way to the earth, you said, it crosses the galaxy and traverses billions of light years, that is To find this blue planet?"
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