The special plane had been flying for two hours. As soon as Zi Yang got on the plane, he fell asleep faintly. Pharaoh and Xiao Hei chewed all the way to snacks.
After getting off the plane, I felt a rush of heat and humidity. I had already reached the capital of Y province in the south. Then everyone got on a seven-seater Buick commercial vehicle. After a bumpy ride for more than ten hours, I arrived in a certain county. This county is relatively backward. Zi Yang thought that he had reached his destination, so he changed to a van and continued to bump.
Zi Yang and Lao Wang were complained repeatedly. They thought it was a beautiful journey, but they didn't expect it to be an extraordinary journey.
Lao Wang complained, his intestines were going to stick out.
The road was getting harder and harder, and the van almost fell apart and climbed desperately, and finally stopped under an endless mountain range.
Here they met the director Jin who was sent by the army to greet him. He was about 40 years old, with a stubble face, a square face, a dark and solemn complexion, wearing military uniforms, and no military ranks on his shoulders. They didn’t even greet each other. Straightforwardly said, "There is no road ahead. Cars can't get in. Let's walk."
He looked up at the sky and said, "I have to hurry up, it will take a few hours to enter the mountain." There is an unquestionable majesty in his words.
Under the guidance of Jin, the group of people walked forward. On both sides of the road are lush towering trees-say it is a road, but it is actually a foot-wide path that the footsteps have stepped on. Weeds are rampant on both sides of the road, if you don’t identify it carefully. It is impossible to find that this is a road, enough to see that this place is off the beaten track.
Everyone was speechless along the way. Although the professor was getting older, he still walked vigorously, and several others gritted their teeth to keep up. Probably it was the majestic and imposing manner of the director Jin, and even the old Wang who has always complained about it did not say much.
After walking for two or three hours, probably taking care of the professor's body, Director Jin stopped and said, "Fifteen minutes of rest, everyone will add water and nutrition."
The professor said cheerfully, "Guide Jin doesn't have to worry about me. Speaking of climbing mountains, my old body is no worse than you young boys."
The kindly comforting guidance Jin did not seem to listen to, he just sat down under a big tree with his hands on his knees, his upper body upright, a typical military posture, his eyes patrolling around vigilantly.
Lao Wang leaned against Zi Yang and said quietly, "What is the origin of this soldier? The current appearance of the enemy makes Laozi nervous and wanting to have diarrhea. Have you noticed his eyes? It's the same as looking at the enemy, scared. My Lao Tzu has tightened several times."
Zi Yang frowned disgustingly, "Go, find someone who can't see it and finish it quickly, don't go halfway to get dizzy."
Lao Wang curled his lips and said, "You can pull it when you say it. Uncle doesn't want to pull it anymore!"
The professor leaned on a tree trunk, took a sip of mineral water in his mouth, and muttered to himself: "Thousands of birds will fly extinct, and people will be extinct. I am used to seeing the steel and concrete in big cities, and I am accustomed to this sudden mountain. The green trees are a bit unsuitable. I have been to many places in China, and most of the third- and fourth-tier cities have already built tall buildings. But this place is very valuable for maintaining such a primitive appearance. It is like a paradise."
Director Jin said in a dull voice: "This place has no resources, no special products, mountains and ridges everywhere, and traffic is inconvenient. Developers are unprofitable. Naturally, they will not put their minds on such a broken place."
Old Wang chuckled, but he didn't expect that the soldier was still an angry young man.
After a while, everyone rested for a while. Director Jin kept frowning and looking at the sky. He seemed to complain about the speed of the march. But look at the team of people who are old and old, small and fat, and all of them have a suffocated face. Khan seems to have tried his best. If it hadn't been for the superiors to urge this to be a specially invited expert, Director Jin would have used the style of the army to teach them.
But speaking of experts, among these people, except for Professor Zhang's kind eyebrows and scholarly demeanor, the others don't look like serious people in any way. Can these people solve the problem
Thinking of the scene that left him with lingering fears, Director Jin shuddered, and stepped a little bigger—he had to rush over before dark.
Finally, after turning over a mountain col, a narrow mountain pass appeared in front of him. The cliffs on both sides were more than ten meters long, and the knives were as sharp as an axe. It seemed that a giant cut an axe on the top of the mountain and directly smashed a deep ditch.
After walking for dozens of meters in the trail, my eyes suddenly opened up. A lush and lush basin surrounded by mountains in front of me was dotted with residential houses among the green vegetation. On the sunny side of the pass, scattered within a few miles. I'm afraid there are hundreds of families.
Professor Zhang looked around and took a breath, "What a paradise!"
Lao Wang showed off with interest: "Not necessarily. This place is surrounded by mountains. It's just an exit less than two meters wide, and the terrain is so dangerous. From the art of war, this is called'desperate.' Then it becomes a'death place'."
Seeing Professor Zhang's closeness and kindness, Lao Wang can't speak much anymore.
Professor Zhang said with a smile, "The little brother has good eyesight and even knows the art of war. It seems that I have read a lot of books!"
Zi Yang Cunxin carried on with Lao Wang, "A small army can guard the entire valley here in the Col. In the era of cold weapons, this is a natural danger for a man to be a guard."
"The place of desperate situation you mentioned is indeed a dead end from the point of view, but the ancients had a song saying: Jimen is not killed by Keji, and the fierce door is not defeated. I don't know whether this mountain col formed naturally or What human resources do is precisely the key to restraining dead ends."
Professor Zhang looked at Zi Yang with a little surprise: "Unexpectedly, you know Qimen Dunjia at a young age, and you can see the layout of this valley."
Old Zi Yang blushed. He had indeed read a little book in this area before, but he only knew the superficial common sense of opening, resting, and giving birth to the three evils, death, shock, and injury. Allelopathy. It's just for the sake of Geying Lao Wang to be slanderous.
Suddenly the old Wang figure found something, pouting and pulling up in the grass on the side of the road. Zi Yang hurriedly asked, "What are you doing."
Lao Wang said, "This terrain is very much in line with the reclusive place of heroes described by Mr. Jin Yong. Let me see if I can pick up the Nine Suns Scriptures or something."
Zi Yang sarcastically said, "There is no chance for the Jiuyang Zhenjing. It is more likely to return the manual of the Jiuyang Soymilk Maker."
The two were talking nonsense over there. The director Jin kept his face black and silent. Hearing the more and more they were talking, he frowned and said, "Go down the mountain, it's too early."
At this time, it was dusk, and a few households in the col had already raised a curl of smoke.
The road down the mountain is much easier. After a while, everyone came to the entrance of the village. The leader of the old Wang was looking around. Suddenly a heavily armed soldier in camouflage stood out from the grass with a Type 95 machine gun in his hand. , The muzzle is facing everyone.
Everyone looked at each other. Which play is this singing