From the beginning of the film and television drama Special Forces

Chapter 89

The early morning in the southwest is frighteningly cold.

It's not the cold wind blowing, but the humid air everywhere. The weeds and leaves on the roadside are covered with water droplets, and the trouser legs can be soaked with just a little bit of dragging.

The white mist filled the jungle, and the group continued to patrol and reconnaissance.

Geng Jihui reported the situation to the high school team last night, and no trace of entry has been found yet.The long border line needs to be looked at, not just by the Lone Wolf Commandos, but also by local border units, and volunteer border guards who live nearby.

Judging from the fact that the fonts of the boundary markers have been redrawn, the border patrol tasks have been very tight recently.

Gradually, the sun rose to dispel the fog.

The whole jungle became hot and humid again, sweat kept secreting from the skin, wiped the sweat off his face, Lu Nan continued to walk forward with a machete in his hand, and charged forward for his comrades.

Since coming here, there must be someone planning to transit here.In the jungle, there are not only the eyes of the lone wolf commando, but also clues and secret reports from all walks of life and occupations in the sky and on the ground.These intelligences will be gathered together, summarized and analyzed, and fed back to the front line.

This is the backing and part of the overall strength.

The Lone Wolf Commando is not fighting alone, and the superiors will not think that sending two special operations teams can maintain dignity.

The sun was setting.

Across a hill, there is a thatched house on the opposite side of the mountain, and a young man is chopping firewood outside the house.

Lu Nan, who was walking in front, raised his hands and knelt down, signaling the brothers behind him to be alert.

"There is smoke ahead."

Geng Jihui walked up and picked up the binoculars to observe, and then took out the map to check: "It's from the local Miao village. This is the temporary room for the local border guards to rest overnight."

Xiao Zhuang asked in surprise: "It's not soldiers, but ordinary people?"

"Many ordinary people on the border have volunteered to serve as guides for border guards and patrols. They have done more than us."

"Walk."

Lu Nan climbed up the hillside first, and the young man who was chopping firewood outside the house saw someone coming and called out to the inside.When an old man with gray hair, short stature and wearing a green military uniform appeared, everyone subconsciously took a few steps back, because the old man and the young man were waving machetes in their hands.

"Chinese soldiers! We are our own people."

"My hometown, we are Chinese."

Lu Nan, who was walking in front, pointed to the national flag on his chest. After seeing the pattern of the national flag, the two gradually put down the machetes in their hands.Lu Nan took a deep breath, looking at this posture, this old man and young man are really masters who can pick up a knife and cut people.

"The People's Liberation Army?" The young man asked doubtfully.

Lu Nan nodded: "We are all, hello."

"Why are your clothes different?"

Lu Nan explained: "The types of troops are different, so the clothes are different."

After appeasing the two, Lu Nan waved his hands to signal the brothers to come over.When the seven people appeared in the sight of the old man, the old man said a few words, then walked into the wooden house, and when he came out after a while, he was wearing a military cap and a red armband with a pin on his arm.

The word "border guard" on the armband is very eye-catching, and a national emblem is engraved on the military cap on the old man's head, which is the military cap of the frontier defense unit.The old man saluted solemnly with a non-standard posture, showing his few remaining big yellow teeth and smiling happily.

"All are there, salute!" Geng Jihui said.

After the salute, the old man smiled and shook hands with each other, as if he was enjoying the moment.

After getting to know each other, several people learned from the young man's report that the old man was his grandfather.Three generations of their family have been voluntary border guards, because it is the busy farming season, and his father is busy doing farm work at home, so his grandfather can only take him to patrol the border.

The young man's name is Xiong Guichuan, and he is going to take over from his grandfather and accompany his father on the border patrol.

Geng Jihui asked: "Did you make the wooden bridges and ladders on the road?"

"It's not us, but we did it together with everyone in the army. There are five boundary markers on this border line of about ten kilometers. There was no road at first, and the road was opened up by my grandfather and the soldiers who patrolled the border. .

Our family has been patrolling this road for more than 40 years. If you have any needs, you can mention them, and we will try our best to help you. "

Lu Nan asked, "How long have you been out?"

"one day."

The young man blushed and pointed to the other side and said, "Let's go out at five o'clock this morning, and we will walk two hours before the last boundary marker. We have already walked once, and now we are going to rest and go home tomorrow."

"Thanks for your hard work."

"It's nothing, it's just a few more steps. A few days ago, my father was patrolling the border with the troops and painting the boundary markers."

Geng Jihui recorded the details and continued to ask: "Did you find anything today?"

"Have."

Xiong Guichuan said calmly: "About three o'clock in the afternoon, we saw someone on the other side of the road. I just took a look in the woods, and we can't cross the border to see, so I plan to stay here and watch See if someone is coming over. I'm sorry, I saw you with guns and thought it was someone from there."

After listening, the seven people glanced at each other, and then cast their eyes on the old man who was sharpening his knife.

"nothing."

Xiong Guichuan said with a cheerful smile: "There are often troops on this road, and they dare not pass here. We are guarding here."

"Thank you." Geng Jihui said solemnly.

"You're welcome, everything should be done."

Several people were understanding the situation. Lu Nan stood in the open space in front of the wooden house and looked down. A winding path went deep into the jungle, like the trace left by the giant spirit god wielding a whip.

Spreading to the distance, this road is the road traveled by three generations of the Xiong family, and generations have volunteered to patrol the border here.

Walking into the wooden house, there is a black iron can hanging on the stone stove inside, and there is a simple wooden bed with two quilts on the bed.Xiao Zhuang also walked in behind him, his nose sore after seeing the environment inside.

"not easy."

Lu Nan said softly: "But they have been walking this way for 40 years. When you see the posture of the old man just now, you will fight to the end. I thought that the folk customs of my hometown are simple and tough enough, but the old man is simply condescending. dimensional attack."

Xiaozhuang sighed: "My father used to participate in the war, saying that the local people were tough and fierce. Now I understand that if the people on the border are not tough, they will not be able to defend this land."

"This land is not just theirs, it's ours."

Walking out of the wooden house, Comrade Xiao Geng was still inquiring about the situation with Xiong Guichuan, while the old man was cleaning his long knife.An oxtail knife, the blade is black, but the blade is cold.

The old man can speak a little Mandarin, but as he is getting older, it is difficult to understand with the local dialect mixed in.

Holding the oxtail knife, the old man chopped off a fast-growing shrub outside the house with his hand. After testing the sharpness of the blade, he turned and walked towards Lu Nan and Xiaozhuang who were looking at him. He pointed to his knife and spoke in dialect with a smile.

"Grandpa."

Xiong Guichuan pulled his grandfather, spoke the local dialect, and seemed to be arguing with the old man, which confused the big guy.

"Brother Xiong, what's wrong with the old man?" Geng Jihui asked puzzled.

Holding his grandfather's arm, Xiong Guichuan said in embarrassment: "He wants to patrol the border with you, saying that people from the other side of the forest will definitely come over. I am a border guard and cannot let them cross the border. This old man is very stubborn, saying I have a knife myself, and I registered it with the Public Security Bureau.”

Hearing this, Lu Nan hurriedly stopped him: "Old man, you can't go."

"Grandpa, calm down."

"This is not a joke, you can't go, you can't go."

Everyone also blocked the old man one after another. This is not a joke. If the old man is really asked to go with him, the seven members of Lone Wolf Group B can also go home to marry wives and have children.If something happens, the seven gourd babies can't explain to his family.

　It was blocked and modified, it was put on the shelf for a day, and two chapters of VIP chapters were sealed
　　
　
(End of this chapter)