Rogue Aventure

After hearing Yang Luo's words, Lu Youcai shrank his neck again.

Yang Luo pouted, "Lu Youcai!"

"Here!" Lu Youcai straightened his body.

"Exit!"

"Crack!" He took a heavy step forward.

Yang Luosen said: "If the other party is a soldier, I won't say anything, because you can't stand in front of me. But they are just some poachers who have just learned how to shoot. You actually let him have a chance to shoot. This shows that your reaction speed has not met the requirements, and your training will be doubled after you go back."

Lu Youcai now has the heart to cry, how can any unlucky thing happen to him.

"Instructor! It was that bastard Zhang Xin who knocked me away from behind, so that that trash had a chance to shoot."

Yang Luo looked up at Zhang Xin: "Zhang Xin!"

"To!"

"Exit!"

"Crack" Zhang Xin took a step forward.

Yang Luo looked at him and said, "Do you know the consequences of doing this?"

Zhang Xin lowered his head, and Yang Luo yelled, "Lift your head up for me."

Zhang Xin raised his head and raised his chest, "Instructor! You said that only soldiers who have killed people who have seen blood can be regarded as truly excellent soldiers. But that bastard Lu Youcai wiped out everyone with that broken machine gun. Another time he was swaying in front of me again, blocking my course of action. Since there is no chance, of course I have to create one myself.”

Tashi Gonpo and other members of the mountain patrol team stared at him, and couldn't help shivering.Who are these people? Those who have never killed or seen blood are not good soldiers?What logic is there.Also, there was no gun battle here, and the four or 50 people were all wiped off their necks by them without being disarmed. Who would believe this, and you can't think that they are killing people to vent their anger?

Thinking of this wry smile: "Comrade Yang, let's deal with it. So many people died, I really don't know how to explain to the higher authorities."

Yang Luo still wanted to discipline the two of them, but he waved his hand when he heard Tashi Gonpo's words, "Take care of the scene and throw the corpse into the truck."

"Yes!" Lu Youcai and Zhang Xin heaved a sigh of relief.

Yang Luo looked at Tashi Gonpo and said, "You don't need to explain this matter, I will naturally respond to the higher authorities."

Cheng Bing was excitedly taking pictures with his camera. He didn't miss every shot of the action just now, and he was even more interested in such a powerful soldier like Yang Luo and the others.

Yang Luo shouted: "Cheng Bing! What are you taking pictures of, kid? You want to report this too?"

Cheng Bing smiled: "Brother Yang! Don't worry, I just want to report, and the leaders of the newspaper office will not agree. I just want to take pictures as a souvenir."

Yang Luo's face was full of black lines: "Your boy's hobby is really unusual. You actually like to collect photos of dead bodies. When I get some for you, you can have as many as you want."

"Uh!" Cheng Bing was stunned for a moment, "I keep these photos because I want to write my memoirs when I get older."

Yang Luo smiled, looked at Tashi Gonpo and said, "There are at least 2000 Tibetan antelope skins in that car, what do you do with them?"

Tashi Gonpo said sadly: "Burn them all, including the dead Tibetan antelope." Speaking of this, he sighed, "There are more than 2000 less elves in Hoh Xil."

Yang Luo took out a cigarette and handed it to Tashi Gonpo, then lit one himself and said, "Your cars are so old, why don't you change a few?"

Tashi Gongbu smiled wryly, "We can say that we started from nothing. From the day of the Construction Works Committee to the present, the county allocated us only 300 yuan, which is a refueling."

Yang Luo took a deep breath, "The county doesn't give you money? And you work so hard, how much is your salary?"

Tashi Gonpo walked towards the shore of the lake, and Yang Luo walked beside him, "Don't talk about salary, sometimes even food is a problem. The two old secretaries also said, don't blame Zhiduo County, even the problem of food is a problem." If we can’t solve it, there is no money for us to allocate funds. But the county has given us a policy, and all the fines and confiscations will go to our work committee, which is very interesting.”

Yang Luo stopped and looked at Tashi Gonpo: "Why don't you sell the seized Tibetan antelope skins instead of burning them? That way you won't live such a miserable life."

Tashi Gonpo shook his head: "The only materials we can use are cars, guns, ammunition, gasoline, and clothing. The Tibetan antelope skin must be burned, because whether you process it or sell it, it actually provides a market for poachers." .”

Yang Luo didn't expect that these men, who would give up their lives for the Tibetan antelope, would have such a hard life, and even the most basic weapons to protect the Tibetan antelope and their own lives were so simple.

But he didn't say anything, he saw that the players had finished cleaning the battlefield and shouted, "The team is closed."

Tuotuohe Town in the south of Hoh Xil is located at the confluence of Tuotuo River and Chumar River. It is the first source of the Yangtze River and is also known as the first town of the source of the Yangtze River.

At three o'clock in the morning, the convoy passed the Tuotuohe Bridge, the first bridge at the source of the Yangtze River, and arrived at Tuotuohe Town.Originally, Tashi Gonbu wanted to arrange a meal, but Yang Luo stopped him and asked him to arrange a place for the team members to live.

Tashi Gonpo didn't insist, because he didn't know if there was any rice in the canteen of the working committee.

The team members were arranged in the homes of fellow villagers, and Yang Luo made a temporary bed in a dilapidated house in the working committee.

Yang Luo lay there unable to sleep all the time, smoking cigarettes one after another, making the room smoky.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!!!!"

The door was knocked, Yang Luo sat up and said, "Come in."

The door creaked and was pushed open, Tashi Gonpo came in, Tashi Dorje followed behind him holding a quilt.

"Comrade Yang! It's too cold here at night. I'll bring you another quilt." Tashi Dorje put the quilt on Yang Luo's bed.

Yang Luo nodded: "Thank you."

Tashi Gonpo smiled: "We should be the ones to say thank you."

Yang Luo looked at them as if they had decided something, took out the phone and checked, but there was no signal.

"Secretary Zha, do you have a phone here? I want to make a call."

Tashi Gonpo nodded: "Yes! It's in my office." Three people came to Tashi Gonpo's office. They said it was an office, but it was actually a mud house with a three-legged table, but the leg was made of bricks. There is also a long stool.

"Comrade Yang's phone is on the desk, you can call."

Yang Luo walked over to pick up the phone, thought for a while and dialed a number, and the other party answered after a while.

"Hello! This is the headquarters of the Chengdu Military Region."

Yang Luo said in a deep voice: "My name is Yang Luo, connect me to Chu Jinpeng."

"May I ask what you need from our chief? It's very late now, can you call the commander's office directly tomorrow?"

"Small f***ing nonsense, if you want to connect, just tell him my name is Yang Luo." Tashi Gonpo and Tashi Dorje didn't know who they were calling, but they sounded like friends.

The other party was obviously angry, and hung up the phone with a snap.

Yang Luo's face darkened, and he called again, "I'm giving you a chance, connect me to Chu Jinpeng right away."

But this time the other party didn't speak, probably because Yang Luo's tone of voice was too strong, and he felt something was wrong.

After a while, a loud voice came from the receiver, "You must have nothing good to call me so late."

Hearing the voice inside, Yang Luo lost all anger, and said with a smile, "Can't I call you to say hello if I'm fine?"

Chu Jinpeng laughed and said, "It's no wonder you have such kindness. I went to Beijing for a meeting a few days ago and met your second uncle. I asked you to perform some mission. Now you're back?"

Yang Luo didn't talk nonsense with him either, and explained the matter here carefully: "Protecting the Tibetan antelope is not a personal matter, but a country's."

There was silence in the receiver for a while: "What do you want me to do?"

"What they lack is weapons that can protect the Tibetan antelope and their own lives."

"I've also heard about the mountain patrol team in Hoh Xil. I didn't expect them to have such great difficulties and sacrifice so many people. Tell me, what do you want?"

"Ten off-road vehicles, four light machine guns, and fifty T91 rifles. As for the bullets, you have to provide them for a long time."

"Uh!" Chu Jinpeng almost choked, "Ten off-road vehicles, four light machine guns, fifty T91 rifles, you really dare to open your mouth."

Yang Luo chuckled: "Your family has a big business, this thing is just a little rain for you."

"You and I are smiling, three cars, no light machine guns, ten T91 rifles."

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't be so stingy. Cars are absolutely indispensable, because the area they patrol is very large, and some people don't have cars, which makes it possible for poachers to take advantage of them. You must also give two light machine guns, just Like the poaching gang we met yesterday, there are 60 people, all of them are AK and MP5. If they were not lucky enough to meet me, I guess they would fight even if they knew they would die, and there would be no one left. As for t91 Rifles, I know you are in a difficult situation, but you are in a difficult situation, at least forty of them must be obtained." Yang Luo said in a low tone, "It's not a question of whether I speak too much or not, in my opinion, their There is no difference between our duties and ours. It is even much nobler than those of us soldiers who keep defending our home and country."

There was another silence in the receiver, "I will try my best to meet your request."

Yang Luo said: "I will see these things tomorrow, because I don't have time to stay here."

Chu Jinpeng hung up the phone without speaking. Yang Luo put down the phone and picked it up again to dial a number. This time it took a long time for the other party to answer.

"Hello? Who are you looking for?" A woman's voice came through the receiver.

A smile appeared on Yang Luo's face, "Aunt Huang is me, Yang Luo."

"Little Luo? Where are you now?"

"I'm in Hoh Xil, let the old man answer the phone."

"Okay! You wait for a while."

About five or six minutes later, Chi Haoyuan's voice came from the receiver, "You bastard know you're calling home?"

Yang Luo rubbed his nose: "I'm training outside."

"I know what you're doing. Old Wei has already told me that the business there is over and I'll be right back."

Yang Luo agreed, and told the story of Hoh Xil again: "They have sacrificed so much for the Tibetan antelope, but their basic life cannot be guaranteed. If Yushu Prefecture can't solve the funding problem, then let the central government allocate funds."