Vol 2 Chapter 66: See also pillar

Experts continue to study meteorite iron. As astronomers, they certainly understand the scientific value and significance of meteorites. These alien visitors may come from asteroids, comets or other distant planets, and contain a lot of information about the evolution of celestial bodies, and they have even been found in some meteorites. Water and organic matter are evidences to explore the mystery of the universe and the origin of life, but at the moment they have little way to check the test. At most they only use alcohol and sulfuric acid to test the Vickers Taiteng structure on the surface of the meteorite. They have been busy for a long time just to be worthy. Old Guo's kindness to rescue. Although Old Guo was flattering and shameless, he was not a bad person, and he did have two brushes.
　　 Facts have proved that Guo Lao has more insight than astronomers. He is sure that meteorite is hollow, and it may even be an aircraft of an extraterrestrial civilization, but it will never belong to the American emperor or the Soviet revision.
"If it is an artificial satellite, there will be at least some artificial traces on it, such as emblems, rivets, screws, and heat insulation. The level of human technology cannot create such a seamless industrial product." Guo Moruo said, using a magnifying glass carefully. After observing the entire meteorite iron, no artificial clues were found, coupled with the usual accumulated knowledge and extraordinary judgment, this conclusion was reached.
　　 "Maybe it was cast in one piece." An expert said, "Aren't our tank turrets just made of cast."
"This kind of shape is clearly the result of wandering for hundreds of millions of years in the vast space." The poets are all sentimental. Guo Moruo suddenly became interested and his eyes were moist. "This magical meteorite has grown from 100 million. Flying light years away, toward the Milky Way, toward the sun, toward the earth, toward our great leader, I dare say that there must be a huge secret in it that can lead us to achieve the great goal of communism, such as a seed, If you plant it, you can harvest ten thousand catties of grain. For example, a reagent can turn stones into gold and create a lot of foreign exchange for our country."
The poet is crazy, and others don’t mind. Anyway, he will leave after eating. The meteorite will be sent to the Ulan Chabu Railway Station, and then loaded on the train and transported back to Beijing for a good study. The regimental canteen killed a sheep. Commander Wang took out the long-cherished mare kumiss to entertain the distinguished guests from Beijing. This time it was a real guest, not a fake Soviet repair agent. The Second Department of the General Staff has verified it and no one has been sent over to perform any tasks.
　　 At the lunch table, poets and scientists talked freely, feasting on prairie lamb, which is rarely seen on weekdays, but head Wang secretly found an officer from Beijing and asked him when the war would start.
The officer of the Central Security Bureau naturally understands the situation, but he is inconvenient to say more to his colleagues in the frontier. He only said that the central government is still mediating diplomatic affairs, and may not be able to fight, but the eyes looking at regiment Wang are all wrong, because he knows, These soldiers on the border will be the first victims.
　　 Leader Wang took out two letters and said: "This is a letter from Political Commissar Li and I. Please take the chief to Beijing and send it out for me. I am afraid that there will be no time to do these personal affairs."
　　 He turned his head and looked at the young soldiers. The boys didn't know that the war was about to break out, and they were still busy. Even if there was only one day left in their lives, they would perform their duties as a soldier and die on the border.
　　 The officer of the Central Security Bureau wrote a letter, took a step back, and solemnly saluted the head of Wang, without putting down his arm for a long time.
　　 Head Wang seemed to understand something, smiled bitterly, and returned the courtesy.
The banquet in the cafeteria was going on enthusiastically, and the aroma of boiled lamb drifted into the cell. Liu Yan straightly shrugged his nose and said: "The sheep is slaughtered. It is probably to entertain the four people who came in the morning. They came by helicopter. They are probably experts from Beijing. ."
　　 In the underground tunnel cell, Dang Aiguo was also muttering: "According to Lao Wang's diary, today should be the arrival of the experts in the morning, the meteorite transport in the afternoon, and a company of cavalry escort. I don't know what to do with us."
　　Yu Hanchao said: "Boss, we won't be shot. I heard that people in the military uniform of the opponent are regarded as spies and will be shot."
　　 Lei Meng said, "What are you doing? Are we not the People's Liberation Army."
　　 Yu Hanchao said: "Of course I am not, I am an armed policeman, and you are also a veteran."
　　The party patriotic relieved them and said: "Don't make a noise, they won't mess around until we know our identity."
　　 The iron gate opened, and a few soldiers walked in and yelled: "Get up and hit the road."
　　 Yu Hanchao said with a sad face: "I said no, let us go on the road."
　　 The party is also patriotic, and he cautiously said: "Comrade, without a trial, just shoot at will. It's not very compliant."
　　 The little soldier said contemptuously: "Look at you, who said you were shot? I said I was on the road and escorted you to Ulan Qab."
　　 The three of them breathed a sigh of relief, and Lei Meng also quietly stuffed the stinger hidden in his hand back into the cuff pocket. They weren't the ones waiting to die.
It was noon on September 12, 1969, the day before the outbreak of the war. The position of the Third Independent Defense Regiment was still calm. The pasture was half-deep, the wind was very strong, the ears were screaming, and the singing of herders came from a distance. , Is the familiar Mongolian long key and matouqin melody.
　　 In order to improve efficiency, Guo Lao suggested that the meteorite iron should be transported away by helicopter, but the pilot said it was too dangerous and the wind was too big to fix such a large iron bump in the cabin. It would be all done in case of a roll.
　　 "Then transport it by truck, transport it to the nearest railway station, and coordinate the carriage back to Beijing." Guo Lao made a decisive decision. Although he is a literati, he is of a high level and has the power to make decisions.
It happened that there was a truck provided by the military division in the garrison that was used to pull meteorites. Another truck was sent to the prisoners in the regiment, and a medium jeep was sent to the experts. In order to prevent Soviet repair agents from causing trouble, they sent another truck. A dissatisfied cavalry company, actually more than 60 people, escorted trucks to Ulan Qab.
The six Soviet spies were also taken out to prevent escape during the escort. The soldiers tied them up and put them in the truck along with their "secret equipment". The experts rode in jeeps, and the cavalry guarded them in front and back. , Marching toward Ulan Chabu mightily.
　　 Yongbei fortifications of the third regiment, in the office of the logistics department, assistant Wang Zhengang took out his notebook and wrote down what he saw today:
　　 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 meteorites were transported away by vehicles sent by the military division. Our ministry sent a company of cavalry escorts.
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The wind was very strong, and the truck was walking on a dirt road on the grassland. The horseshoes and wheels were crushed by the dust and smoke. The cavalry covered their faces with scarves. Suddenly Liu Yan saw a face that seemed to be familiar, and he touched Lei Meng beside him. , Whispered: "Look over there, who is the third person like?"
　　 Lei took a sharp glance for a while, shocked: "Damn! Isn't that a pillar!"
　　 The cavalry's eyebrows were indeed like pillars. Liu Yan asked Dang Aiguo and Yu Hanchao to look again, and they both nodded and said like.
　　 "Pillar!" Liu Yan shouted straight out.
　　 No one paid attention to him, and the cavalry continued on his way without raising his head.
　　 "Hey, what about you, your last name." Liu Yan continued to shout at him, "That black-faced little soldier."
　　 The little warrior still ignored him, but Liu Yan got boring and sat down angrily.
　　 "Maybe it looks like this, maybe by a coincidence, I used him as a template for an artificial man." Dang Aiguo said, "Tomorrow the war will break out. This group of soldiers probably escorted the meteorite to Beijing and survived."
　　 "Then what shall we do? I can't wait to die?" Lei Meng asked.
　　 Seeing their unscrupulous words, the soldiers dared to molest their comrades. They couldn't help holding up semi-automatically, shaking their sharp bayonet: "Dog spies! Don't talk, just stop talking!"
　　 "Dog agents" died down, closed their eyes and rested, their bodies heaving up and down with the bumps of the car.
　　……
Four-legged horses can’t run on four wheels. War horses have poor endurance. Even Mongolian horses, known for their hard work and hard work, can’t compare to gasoline-powered trucks. Gradually, they escorted the cavalry out of the team, and the truck continued. Moving forward, in the middle of the night, they finally arrived at the location of the Ulanchabu Administration Office, which is the city where they borrowed their horses.
　　 Communications in this era are very backward, coupled with the imminent panic of the war, the central government has withdrawn from Beijing, and Guo Lao can't contact the prime minister, so he can only temporarily assume leadership duties and send people to the train station to find wagons.
However, there were no trains passing through Ulan Qab Railway Station tonight, and no wagons for them to use, so they had to drag the team to the administrative office compound first. The trucks were parked in the open, and no one could remove the one-ton meteorite iron anyway. , The secret agents are locked in the storage room, the compound has three steps, one post, five steps and one sentry, taking strict precautions.
　　 There are a lot of wood and forage piled in the storage room. The members of the crossing group are still and slumped on the forage pile. Fortunately, their mouths are not blocked and they can speak.
　　 "Tomorrow morning, the war will break out, and the war will be chaotic, and no one will care about us." Lei Meng said in a low voice, the figure of the sentry outside the window.
　　 "Maybe people are too lazy to interrogate, so they just pulled us out and killed." Liu Yan said straight, "If you want to go, just take advantage of tonight."
　　 "Dawn is the most sleepy time, I suggest doing it at that time." Lao Lin suggested.
　　 Everyone turned their eyes to the patriotism of the party, and he nodded: "Just do it."
Veteran General Guo and the experts arranged to live in the guest house of the administrative office. They made long-distance calls in the commissioner's office and tried to contact Beijing ~EbookFREE.me~ but the phone couldn't be reached at all. It was quiet at night, the stars were shining outside, and the trucks in the yard stopped quietly. , The footsteps of the sentinel were so lonely, the poet's poetry was aroused again.
　　 It's midnight, and the guard on duty is changing. Only one sentry is left beside the truck. He stands alone, his bayonet flashing with cold light.
In the storage room, Liu Yan broke the rope straight away. This is not a normal rope, but a strong cowhide rope. The harder he struggles, the tighter he can break it. The strength can be imagined. He helped others to untie the rope. Rope made a silent gesture, walked to the window, bend the iron bar directly, and then got out. The sentry at the door fell asleep holding the gun, and was stunned by a hand knife. He handed the gun and took it. The key opened the door, and the five people crept out.
Suddenly, an unbelievable scene appeared. The meteorite on the truck gave out colorful brilliance again. The faint colored light seemed to be true and illusory. From a distance, I saw the sentry standing guard slowly walking towards the truck. The silhouette was very long, and he left it. Rifle, climbed into the carriage.
　　 "It's a pillar." Liu Yan said in a low voice.
　　 Others also saw that the sentry was exactly like the pillar.
　　 On the second floor of the commissioner's office, Guo Laozheng, who was tossing and turning all night, walked up to the window and saw this scene. He was shocked and hurriedly took off his glasses and wiped them with a handkerchief and put them on again.
　　 The meteorite on the carriage slowly opened, yes, it opened a door, and there was a door hidden in the seamless meteorite shell.
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