Since I Was a Special Soldier

Everyone speeded up their pace. The yurt was about a thousand meters away from them. When they were close to one or two hundred meters, a few dog barks had been heard from the yurt, and then three or four. The barking of a dog immediately rang in the open wilderness.

Then they saw that there seemed to be lights on inside the yurt.

"Don't move everyone, let's go over a few." Gong Jian immediately said to the others.

"Yes!"

The others stood there honestly, while Gong Jian and the four of them walked towards the yurt. They were still one or two hundred meters away from there.

When Gong Jian and the others walked further tens of meters, they could see two or three people coming out of the yurt. They were still holding flashlights. The beams of the flashlights were unusually conspicuous in the wilderness.

"Who!" The fellow over there let out a loud roar in dialect.

"My fellow, we are the People's Liberation Army!" Gong Jian immediately said loudly. At this moment, the distance between them was still several tens of meters.

"You come here alone, we have guns in our hands!" the fellow over there said loudly.

"A gun?" Yang Rui immediately became alert and whispered.

"I'll go over, you guys be careful." Gong Jian also whispered. He didn't know why there were guns here, but be careful.

"Understood." Yang Rui and the three of them pulled the bolt silently, just in case.

"My fellow, don't worry, we are not bad guys, I'll come by myself." Gong Jian yelled again in his throat before continuing to move forward.

When Gong Jianyou walked 20 or 30 meters forward, the other party's flashlight could already see the dress on Gong Jian. Gong Jian heard the person who had just called out and said in a strong dialect accent: "Abu! It really is the People's Liberation Army."

"Quick, 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 walked directly over here.

When he walked in, with today's moonlight and a rechargeable lantern in his hand, Gong Jian could clearly see his face, a typical Mongolian man, wearing a thick sheepskin coat and Mongolian robe.

"Hello fellow, we are the People's Liberation Army training here." Gong Jian said with a smile.

"Hello, comrades of the People's Liberation Army, sorry, we thought it was a bad guy just now, after all, this place is usually almost empty except for us." It was an old man who appeared to be in his sixties.

"Are there other comrades in the distance? Come here, you are still training in such a cold weather, we have milk tea here! Quickly, Bao Lige, go and start the fire!"

"Oh!" A young man in his twenties immediately turned around and rushed into the yurt.

"Come on all of you!" Gong Jian saw that the other party was not afraid of them, so he waved his hand and signaled that everyone in the distance was coming.

Soon everyone came over. There were five yurts in total, but only one lived in it, five men.

"My fellow, let me ask, why do you have guns here." After the two parties introduced, Gong Jian couldn't help but asked. He had already seen clearly that the other hand had a very old five-six style. Semi-automatic rifle, this gun has been retired in China for many years.

I retired in 1980, and it’s been 40 years since 80 years! The age of this gun can be imagined.

"Hahaha, Baolige will show the comrades of the People's Liberation Army their credentials." The old man smiled heartily and then greeted him.

The young man immediately took out a certificate from his body carefully and handed it over. Gong Jian and the others took it curiously and opened it. This is a certification document.

This young man belongs to the reserve service. The certificate was issued by the Armed Forces of Alxa. The reason why he can hold a gun is because there are often poaching here. There have been many cases of herders being injured or even killed by poachers. The pain **.

That's why they are equipped with guns, but there are only 10 bullets, and the bullets have strict conditions for use, and they must report how they are used.

After reading this, Gong Jian also understood. Indeed, in places like this, birds do not shit. Sometimes there are only one or two herders in a radius of tens of miles. When encountering poachers, those guys have self-control in their hands. The soil gun and the like.

Returning the supporting documents to the other party, Gong Jiancai gave the other party a thumbs-up and said, "My fellow, you are good, you just have to fight these evil forces bravely."

"Hahaha, these years have been much better. In the first ten or twenty years, it was only serious. Now with the protection of your People’s Liberation Army and the severe crackdown by the police, there are fewer and fewer poaching. We have not seen it for several years. I've just heard of it." The old herder said with a hearty smile.

"By the way, look at the freezing of these soldiers. We won’t live here with so many people. Just five yurts. You will squeeze. I will let Baolige and them make a fire for you."

"Then... thank you, uncle, we really need to rest, we have been walking in this wilderness for three days." Gong Jian looked at the people behind him, they must have a rest, because today they even burned Did not pick up much wood.

"You're welcome, you're welcome, yes, we still have beef jerky here! There are also hand meat, you have a lot of people, I will kill a few sheep for you." The old herder directly took out what he carried on his waist. Tool.

"Don’t, uncle can’t, we have discipline in our army~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but we can’t eat your food. We brought our own food. Thank you very much for lending us the accommodation. In addition, you have to use your pot. That's it."

"This can't work. Our Mongolian is a hospitable nation. When the guests come, we must have good wine and meat, not to mention that you are comrades of the People's Liberation Army who keep us safe!" The old herder immediately said with a stern face, and said solemnly.

Gong Jian smiled bitterly, "Uncle, we really can't eat it. If you kill this sheep, we will have to take off this uniform tomorrow because we made a serious mistake. You don't want us to make a mistake."

When Gong Jian said this, the old herder's face immediately became entangled. He hesitated and said, "Then...you can eat some beef jerky head office?! By the way, we also have milk tea here, and drink some milk tea."

"Uncle, we are really grateful. We have everything to eat and drink. Your son is a reserve. You should know that the army is disciplined. If you want this, we have to go."

"Fine, do not eat, do not eat, I will make a fire for you!" The old herder hurriedly waved his hand.

"I'll let someone help." Gong Jian did not refuse. They really need a safe place to rest for a night.