Xixia dead book

Chapter 105 The Lost 1964 (42)
"What a coincidence, when we just arrived, someone threw themselves into the trap? I was about to meet them." Burtenko also came out and said.

The captain accompanied Makarov and Buldenko to the iron house where the people were locked up. As he walked, the captain introduced: "This time is really strange. In the past, the Mongolian border guards captured people and sent them to us. , this time we caught two with our own hands. These two people not only crossed the border, but also walked through the Gobi for dozens of kilometers. They probably mistook us for local herdsmen and wanted to come to beg for saliva. It's a trap!" The captain couldn't help but feel a little proud.

This is a windowless metal house, which is specially used to lock people up.Burtenko kicked open the door of the tin house, and a ray of morning sunlight pierced into the dark tin house.In the corner of the tin house, two Chinese men in gray coarse Chinese tunic suits curled up on the ground. One was thin and the other was rather tall. Both of them were unkempt. They looked young, about 20 years old.Buldenko noticed that when he kicked the door in, the thin Chinese man shook violently. Obviously, he was full of fear in his heart; while the burly Chinese man was unmoved. When he approached, the man even raised his head and glanced at Buldenko. When the two looked at each other, Bultenko was secretly surprised. These were a pair of bloodshot eyes with large whites. It could be seen that this person hadn't seen him for a long time. Rest, but in these eyes, Buldenko saw a kind of perseverance, a kind of perseverance to fight against fate.

Buldenko watched it, sat behind the table with Makarov, and began to interrogate the two illegal border crossers. Through Chinese translation, Makarov asked the basic information of the two people, such as their names and ages, but Makarov No matter what Karov asked, neither of them said a word. Makarov felt annoyed. He began to wonder if the two had hearing and speaking problems. Buldenko was not in a hurry, and kept watching coldly. He knew in his heart that this mission would not end so soon, so he was not as anxious as Makarov.

Makarov saw that the two hadn't responded yet, and just ordered the military doctor to examine them, Buldenko patted Makarov and said in a low voice, "Come here first today, if you want them to speak, you have to kill them first." If you don’t have the spirit, lock them up here today, don’t give them food, and try again tomorrow.”

Makarov had no choice but to nod in agreement. Buldenko ordered someone to tie the two behind their backs with a rope and was about to leave, but when they reached the door, the burly Chinese suddenly said in Russian: "Please put the We sent it back, we just accidentally crossed the border."

Everyone was surprised, and Makarov immediately asked back: "So you can speak, and you can also speak Russian?"

After the Chinese finished saying this, he closed his mouth again. Buldenko sneered twice, squatted down, and whispered into the Chinese's ear, saying in unproficient Chinese: "You think Will I believe your nonsense? I advise you to be more honest, if you want to talk, you can come to me anytime. "

After finishing speaking, Buldenko stood up and walked out of the dark and closed iron house without looking back.

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Makarov didn't know before that Buldenko was still a gourmet expert. Throughout the afternoon, Buldenko searched all the edible things in the base, and then used potatoes, onions, cabbage, carrots, The beef made a big pot of delicious thick soup. Makarov didn't know how many kinds of ingredients he put in. He only saw that Buldenko added a lot of vodka to the thick soup. He didn't know how there was such vodka in the base. No one wants to pursue the prohibited items, because in this place where no grass grows, vodka may be the best partner.

Makarov took a sip of the thick soup prepared by Buldenko, and his mouth was full of flavor after just one sip. So, without waiting for the meal time, everyone gathered around to taste this rare delicacy.

Just when everyone was intoxicated in the delicious thick soup, there was a sudden sound of engine ignition outside the house. Makarov heard that it was the sound of a jeep starting. Who is outside?Makarov looked at the people around him vigilantly. Others also felt that something was wrong at this time. Everyone looked at each other and their eyes widened. Makarov quickly checked the people in the room. Individuals, plus him and Burdenko, a total of fifteen people!Everyone is in the house at the moment, so... who is the person who started the car outside the house?Thinking of this, Makarov felt a chill run down his back.

Outside the house, before the jeep started, Makarov pulled out his pistol, opened the safety lock, and was the first to rush out the door, and the others followed suit.In the parking lot next to the tin house, two people were struggling to start the military jeep. Makarov recognized them at a glance. The people in the car were the two Chinese who had just been caught this morning. How could they be tied up tightly and locked in a windowless iron house...?Makarov didn't dare to think about it anymore, he pulled the trigger and fired a shot into the sky as a warning!The two Chinese people in the jeep were obviously not familiar with the Russian goods. They fiddled with the jeep for a long time but failed to start the jeep. At this moment, the two of them saw that they had been found, and it was impossible to drive away, so the two Jumped out of the car and ran towards the border.

Makarov fired two more shots into the air, but the two Chinese were unmoved and continued to run wildly on the desolate Gobi Desert. Makarov had no choice but to jump into the jeep and start the ignition, but this damn thing The jeep in the old car couldn't be started, and after a long time of tossing, it finally started the classic car. At this time, Burtenko also jumped into the car with a sniper rifle on his shoulder.

The jeep flew out of the base like an arrow from the string. On the desolate Gobi, this was an unequal chase, a tragic chase, just like this magical land, which has been staged time and time again in history. , those cavalry who rule the Eurasian grasslands, are chasing two little lambs.

However, these are two smart, or a bit cunning lambs. After the jeep chased for a while, the two Chinese who were running side by side suddenly turned one to the southwest and the other to the southeast. ?” Makarov was momentarily at a loss and slowed down the car.

Buldenko stared ahead, his eyes narrowed into a line, and remained silent. Makarov stopped the car, fired another shot into the air, and shouted at Buldenko at the same time: "Follow us further!" , we are almost at the border."

Burtenko said angrily: "Save your bullets!" Then, Burdenko jumped out of the jeep, raised his sniper rifle, and shot the thin Chinese man, who fell to the ground in response. All this happened in just a few seconds. Makarov was amazed by Buldenko's sudden action, not only by Buldenko's precise marksmanship, but also by his decisive and ruthless shooting. kill!He saw the Chinese lying on the Gobi Desert, looking like he was still breathing. The man wanted to stand up, but he had no strength. In the end, the whole person was lying on the Gobi Desert, convulsing continuously...

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Burtenko suddenly became a brave hunter. After hunting a "lamb", he quickly turned his gun and aimed at another "lamb" that was still fleeing. His finger was on the trigger, his eyes narrowed. It became a line, the target has been locked, and you only need to pull the trigger lightly... But Brdenko hesitated this time. Makarov saw the hesitation in his heart. Brtenko's finger on the trigger, Press up and release, press again, aim, aim again, precise, he needs absolute precision, Buldenko saw the man's head through the scope, he was sure that it must be a good head, finally , he made up his mind, pulled the trigger, and the sharp gunshots pierced the tranquility deep in the Gobi...

After the gunshot, the burly Chinese man knelt on the Gobi Desert, and then his body fell down heavily.Buldenko saw all this in the scope, his heart trembled suddenly, still holding the sniper rifle, standing in place, after a long time, Buldenko slowly put down the sniper rifle in his hand, jumped into the jeep , as if mocking himself, said to Makarov: "Now you should know why I came here to commit crimes and meritorious deeds, right?"

Makarov, who had come to his senses, started the jeep calmly without saying anything, and drove towards the place where the Chinese fell to the ground just now. The car slowly stopped beside the man, "Is he dead?" Makarov asked. Rove sat in the car and asked coldly.

Burdenko jumped out of the car first, pulled out his pistol, opened the safety deposit, and walked carefully to the Chinese man. He stretched out his right foot and kicked the man, but the man didn't respond. Burdenko's heart sank. He couldn't see any wounds or bleeding on the man's body. He and Makarov turned the man over with great effort, but there were still no wounds or bleeding. Buldenko carefully looked at this surprised man again. Chinese—a big square face, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, judging from his age, he should not be more than 20 years old, but this face is full of vicissitudes that are not commensurate with this person's age.

"Why is there no wound?" Makarov asked suspiciously.

"Huh! Because he didn't die at all, he was just exhausted because he didn't rest and eat for a long time, and his body was extremely weak, and he ran all the way just now, and he was exhausted." Burdenko explained.

"But your shot just now..." Makarov asked.

"My shot didn't hit him, but it killed his last bit of willpower. He knew that it would be futile for him to run any further, so he collapsed..."

"But your marksmanship is excellent, why did you miss it?" Makarov was still asking.

Buldenko showed a sly smile, shook his head, and said nothing more, "Then what should we do now?" Makarov asked Buldenko.

Buldenko frowned and said, "Get this man in the car first, and then go and see that dead ghost!"

Makarov and Buldenko worked hard to get this man into the car, and then drove to the dying Chinese. When they arrived, there was a large pool of blood on the desolate Gobi desert. It was flowing, and the man's neck was still bubbling with blood, and his whole body was convulsing.But this man is not dead yet, his bloodshot eyes are staring at Makarov and Buldenko, as if he is dying, and he seems to be praying for something...

Buldenko slowly pulled out the pistol, opened the safety, and aimed it at the Chinese man's head. Makarov looked at Buldenko in amazement and shouted at him: "What are you doing? He's not dead yet. !"

"Let me help him relieve the pain!" Burtenko replied resolutely.

"No! This is not in line with humanitarianism." Makarov argued.

"Helping him relieve pain is the greatest humanitarianism! He is hopeless!" Burdenko shouted at Makarov, and at the same time, he pulled the trigger.

The man's body finally stopped convulsing, but the eyes still refused to close, "Maybe this is the death without peace!" Makarov thought, closing his eyes for the man.

On the way back to the base, neither Makarov nor Buldenko spoke. Makarov did not expect that this seemingly insignificant mission would have such a bloody start.

Back at the base, Bultenko took the captain and others with tools, and returned to the place where the Chinese died, and buried the man in the Gobi Desert. There was no grave, no mark, as if nothing had happened there , as if there had never been such a young life in this world.

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But Makarov felt that he no longer had the strength to face the undead, so he stayed in the base, carried the unconscious Chinese into a metal house, and handed it over to the military doctor for examination.The results of the military doctor's examination were the same as Buldenko's judgment-overfatigue, frightened, coma, and need to recuperate.

Makarov tried to feed him some food, but the man couldn't eat at all, and the medic had to give him glucose injections.For a whole night, Makarov saw the horrible scene of the dying Chinese on the Gobi Desert. He was lying on the bed and couldn't sleep. He didn't know whether Buldenko was right or not.Because the last shot that Buldenko fired completely shattered his outlook on life formed over decades. Sometimes he felt that Buldenko was an executioner, and sometimes he felt that what he did was right, because he didn’t know, In that case, what else can be done to save the life of that Chinese!
Makarov suffered from insomnia, and scenes from the past reappeared before his eyes... At dawn, it was still dark outside, so he simply got up and walked out of the house. A wind blew up on the desolate Gobi Desert, and the wind blew up gravel and stones of various sizes. The yellow sand swept across everything and hit the iron house of the base, making a terrible sound.Makarov suddenly thought of going to the iron house where the two Chinese were imprisoned yesterday. Maybe he could find something there. He opened the windowless iron house and looked around. The rope was tied behind the back, how did they escape?Makarov began to check carefully. He found that one of the thick ropes that tied the two people was intact, and the other was broken in the middle. Judging from the condition of the break, there were traces of repeated friction against a hard object. What is it? ——It's a shovel, a shovel. Makarov suddenly caught a glimpse of a shovel standing in a corner of the room. He tried the mouth of the shovel with his hand. It was a very ordinary shovel, and even the mouth of the shovel was a little blunt. "Could it be this?" A shovel?" Makarov murmured as he thought of this.

"Yes, it is this very common shovel." A voice suddenly came from behind Makarov.

Makarov turned his head suddenly, only to see a person standing at the door of the iron house, it was Burdenko. Burdenko came over, picked up half of the broken rope, and said, "Last night, I came to check. One of the ropes is intact and the other is broken in the middle, which can only explain one situation. Among the two people, one of the two people broke the rope tied to himself first, and then helped the other untie the rope. Think about it , among the two of them, who will break the rope first?"

"I think it's the burly Chinese." Makarov said.

"Yes! I think the same as you. When I interrogated them yesterday, I underestimated this person's ability. Let me analyze this person. First, this person broke the thick rope with a blunt shovel, which shows that this person He has amazing perseverance, even if there is only a little hope, he will never let it go; secondly, this man is tall and powerful, have you noticed that he didn't use a shovel to break the rope completely, if he used a shovel to grind the rope completely To break the rope, I am afraid that he may not be able to break the rope until now. The one who broke the rope in the end was entirely relying on his arm strength. This shows that this person has amazing arm strength. He was able to break free with his hands tied behind his back; What's more, this person is very good at disguising. Yesterday during the day, every hour, the guards would come in to check, but he managed to evade the guards' inspection; in the end, this person was still a master lockpicker. Just pried open the door." Buldenko's analysis was straightforward.

Makarov took a breath and said in surprise, "Is he really an agent sent by China?"

Buldenko shook his head, "It's hard to judge based on these alone. In addition, this person can speak fluent Russian and can drive a car. Otherwise, he wouldn't play with our jeep beyond his capacity."

Makarov nodded and said, "It seems that this person has a good background!"

The two were analyzing in the house, when suddenly, a guard ran in and reported, "The Chinese has woken up."

Upon hearing this, Makarov and Buldenko immediately rushed over. At this time, the Chinese man had come to his senses, but he still looked very weak. When the man saw Makarov, he changed his attitude from yesterday and spoke first. Yes, still fluent in Russian: "Give me something to eat, please?"

The change in attitude of the young Chinese surprised both Makarov and Buldenko, and they couldn't help but look at each other.

(End of this chapter)