At the junction of Pakistan and India, there is a double-layer fence gate several meters high, and between the two gates, there are two flagpoles standing high, on which the national flags of the two countries are fluttering in the wind.

Liu Jingxin originally thought that the so-called flag-lowering ceremony was that the iron fence door was opened and the two sides lowered their respective national flags, but in fact, the whole process was far more complicated than he expected.

First of all, on the opposite side of India, there were four tall soldiers who walked to the iron fence gate with their arms at the speed of race walking, just when Liu Jingxin thought that the other party was going to open the iron fence gate, the four soldiers in khaki military uniforms suddenly braked, stood upright, and their eyes were round, glaring angrily at the Pakistani soldiers on the other side of the door, and shouted some slogans in unison, as if they wanted to eat the Pakistani soldiers on the opposite side.

The Pakistani soldiers guarding this side of the fence gate were obviously not vegetarians, and they also glared back angrily, clutching the guns in their hands with both hands.

The onlookers on the Indian side were boiling, shouting slogans loudly, and the sound shook the sky like thunder.

The same is true on the Pakistani side, the cheers and cheers one after another make Liu Jingxin feel as if he is in a thundercloud, and his ears are "buzzing".

Lin Jie was very interested, and also shouted loudly "Long live Pakistan", such a warm atmosphere made Liu Jingxin inexplicably feel the blood in his body boiling, and he couldn't help shouting "Long live".

After a while, the soldiers of the Indian country on the opposite side turned back in unison, and walked back with their arms and legs raised along the same road.

And after the four soldiers left, a phalanx of dozens of women wearing Indian costumes came out of India, singing and dancing all the way towards the iron fence gate.

There is no such phalanx on the Pakistani side, and the status of women in Pakistan is very low, and they usually don't even go out of their homes, let alone participate in such formal activities.

The Indian women's phalanx singing and dancing enlivened the atmosphere of the scene, so that the shouts of the Indian audience came one after another, which greatly overwhelmed the sound of the Pakistani audience.

Of course, Pakistan could not be unprepared, and they even sent two bearded soldiers with the height of basketball players to dance.

The strong and tall beard, while dancing, waved to the audience on both sides to stir up the atmosphere, such as pouring gasoline on the bonfire, which made the atmosphere on the Pakistani side also warm.

At first, Liu Jingxin still didn't understand that the daily flag-lowering ceremony is a solemn and serious matter for any country, is it necessary to make so many moths?

But after careful observation, Liu Jingxin figured out the reason.

This flag-lowering ceremony, for Pakistan and India, is equivalent to their business card facing the outside world, more than half of the audience who come here to watch the flag-lowering ceremony are foreigners, and if you want to not lose to neighboring countries in aura, you must mobilize the interest of these foreign audiences.

The monotonous and boring kicking of the military steps, not enough to watch, even if the foreign audience feels a little fresh at first, will slowly get bored, so they arrange these links that seem a little ridiculous but must exist.

The entertainment session did not last long, as discussed in advance on both sides, the two bearded soldiers on this side stood upright, turned around and returned to the team, and on the opposite side was the female phalanx stopped singing and dancing, turned around and left.

"Is there any other show in the future?" asked Liu Jingxin to the bearded guide next to him.

The bearded guide was flushed at this time, his face was full of glory, and he seemed to feel that his country's soldiers had performed very well, which made him feel very proud, and he laughed heartily and said: "Next is the most important flag-lowering ceremony, look at it, our soldiers must be higher than the guys in India." ”

At this moment, two soldiers came out of the Indian side, walking forward with strange and somewhat funny movements. They wore cockscomb-like military hats, and every two small steps forward was a high leg lift. The leg kicked quite high, wishing that the sole of the shoe was parallel to the sky, and as if it wanted to throw the shoe on the foot far behind him.

In order to avoid the military cap from falling, every time they raised their legs, they had to raise their hands to support the "cockscomb hat".

Pakistan also sent two soldiers, wearing the same series of "cockscomb hats", and they also walked forward with high kicks.

The military representatives of these two countries, except for the different military uniforms they wear, are very similar in their movements and expressions, as if they are student representatives from the same training class.

Strange to say, if he saw such a picture on TV, Liu Jingxin would definitely find it particularly funny. But being here, infected by the surrounding atmosphere, when he saw such a scene, he actually felt that the two military representatives of Pakistan were particularly handsome, and he was also full of expectations that the opposite side could be embarrassed, and that the two military representatives of Pakistan could kick their legs higher, to a height that the two Indian soldiers could not reach in their lives.

The four soldiers on both sides gradually closed the distance, stopped on either side of the fence gate, and then glared angrily through the fence gate.

Several soldiers next to him were holding guns and waiting for them, and their aura was very strong.

Through the double fence gate, the two sides seemed to represent frost and fire respectively, and their momentum continued to rise, both trying to suppress each other, but neither could suppress the other.

After a long while, neither side made any movement, and one by one stood still in place, as if the scene was a card disk.

"What are they doing?" asked Liu Jingxin, puzzled.

The bearded guide looked nervous and said, "Wait for time." ”

The flag-lowering ceremony has a very strict time, and before the agreed time, either party moves even one second early, which may be regarded as a threatening behavior, which may lead to conflict.

"It's time!" With the bearded guide's whisper, the fence gates on both sides were opened, and each country sent a flag-lowering man to walk through the fence gate under the protection of his comrades, quickly stepped forward to untie the rope on the flagpole, and tied the rope diagonally.

The speed of both sides was very fast, and no one fell behind, and almost at the same time, the two flags slowly fell into the hands of the flag bearer.

Then there was nothing to see, the two sides folded the national flags, locked the fence gates, and lined up to leave.

With the double fence gate closing again, the flag-lowering ceremony finally came to an end.

After a burst of cheers, the audience began to leave one after another.

Liu Jingxin and Lin Jie followed the bearded guide back to the car and began to return to the airport. After watching the flag-lowering ceremony, they must rush back to ensure that they can leave for Afghanistan tomorrow.

On the way back, Liu Jingxin was still reminiscing about the flag-lowering ceremony he had just watched.