"So, what do you guys do with this weird thing?" Dang Aiguo asked with suppressed excitement.

"We wanted to pry this thing open, but we couldn't find the opening, and we wanted to blow it up with a grenade, and the instructor said that it was not Su Xiu's spy device, and it was better to report it to the superiors." "So I sent someone to report to the nearby garrison, and then the garrison sent a truck to pull this thing away, and I haven't seen it since." ”

During the Sino-Soviet confrontation, the Inner Mongolia grassland of Pingchuan had no danger to defend, and could not stop the steel torrent of the Soviet Union at all, the People's Liberation Army did not deploy a large number of troops on this line, only set up a few garrison areas, and the troops below the garrison area were called garrison divisions, garrison regiments, the task of these infantry was to stick to the permanent fortifications, and the enemy died together, although the combat effectiveness was not as good as the field army, but it was also a regular army, in the Kosygin special plane incident, the first to arrive at the scene were the herdsmen, and then the garrison troops, according to historical records, they quickly cleared the field, It is strictly forbidden for idle people to approach, and the old man Battle will not know what will happen later.

Dang Aiguo asked the old man to describe the strange thing as much as possible, and Battle thought for a while, saying that it was like a stone, more like metal, there were no doors or windows, and there were no traces of rivets or welding, it was an oval sphere.

"I took a saber and cut it, and when it rang, there was not even a white mark, it was harder than iron, and the devil knows what material it was." Old man Battle continued, but the party patriot was no longer interested in continuing to listen.

As usual, hospitable Mongolian compatriots want to set up a banquet to entertain friends from afar, the old man Batel let his children and grandchildren buy a banquet, his eldest son was busy slaughtering sheep, Liu Yanzhi and others and the grandchildren of the old man are discussing the performance of motorcycles, today's Mongolian herdsmen no longer ride horses, but use motorcycles and off-road vehicles as a means of transportation, and the favorite is the original goods imported from Japan.

"If you don't ride a horse, you're still a Mongol?" Liu Yanzhi questioned, of course the Mongolian boys don't like to listen to this, so they proposed horse racing, Liu Yanzhi crossed the Qing Dynasty and had a lot of dealings with war horses, and he rode horses for thousands of miles.

Sheep holding is a traditional program of the Kazakh people, but the Mongolians will also play, this sport requires both individual exquisite equestrianism, but also needs the close cooperation of the collective, the game is divided into two teams, Liu Yanzhi, Zhuzi, Lei Meng and Yu Hanchao form a team, the other team consists of four Mongolian boys, each a Mongolian horse, prepare a saddle, pick up the whip, and step on the horseback with great interest, ready for the race.

There was no suspense about the result of the race, the new generation of herdsmen who had become accustomed to motorcycles actually lost to the Han people from the mainland, Liu Yanzhi was the first to grab the sheep, and the first to reach the finish line to win.

The pillar can also ride a horse, and his riding skills are quite clear, but after a big battle, he was out of breath, and Liu Yanzhi laughed at him: "No, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy is not as good as a forty-year-old uncle like me." ”

"The chief rode well." The pillar exclaimed in heartfelt admiration.

"Hey, even a simple child like a pillar can make a sycophant." Lei shook his head and sighed.

Old man Battle also watched the battle, and when he saw the victor coming to greet him, his eyes fell on the face of the pillar and asked the party patriotic: "I seem to have seen this young man." ”

"This is the first time he has come to Inner Mongolia." Dang Aiguo said with a smile.

"Oh, that's probably my mistake." The old man said.

After a feast and a drink, the guests left the Siziwang Banner and returned to Hohhot to investigate another clue.

The meteorite was taken over by the garrison regiment, in the Sino-Soviet war, the first to bear the brunt of the garrison on the long border, they were wiped out under the iron heel of the Soviet army's million-strong army, and then it is very difficult to find the file of the third independent garrison regiment of the Ulanqab Military Division stationed in the Siziwang Banner, more than ten years ago there was a movie called "Assembly Number". It took more than ten years to find the old troops, but the 21st century is after all an era of information explosion, and coupled with the pervasive network of the Antai Foundation, the traces of the Third Garrison Regiment were still found by the party's patriotism.

After the outbreak of the war, the Third Garrison Regiment was basically wiped out, and only some logistics personnel were able to evacuate, and later mixed with the remnants of several other units to form a new infantry division, but it was abolished in the million-dollar disarmament in the 80s, the soldiers were retired, and the command organ was reorganized into the Armed Police Force.

Zhen Yue's father was the commander of the Jiangdong Provincial Armed Police Corps, and under his coordination, Dang Aiguo entered the archives of the detachment as a professor of history at Jiangdong University, and the officer in charge of the archives helped him find the archives of a certain regiment of the army in 1985 when it was reorganized into an armed police force, but it was impossible to find anything earlier.

With the pitiful number of files, the party patriotic contacted the head of the regiment of that year, they were already in their prime, and under the coordination of the local government, the party patriotic interviewed them, trying to find out what the third garrison regiment had found on that day in September 1969.

"Young man, I am from the former 155th Division of the Army, and the **** garrison regiment are two different troops, if you want to find the old man of the garrison regiment, I will introduce you to one, he was originally an assistant in the logistics office of the garrison regiment, and he may know something." , in a cadre rest house, a white-haired old soldier wearing an old-fashioned military uniform said this.

This veteran soldier lived in a cadre rest house on the outskirts of Yiyang City, Hunan Province, and when he visited the house, he found that a group of people were cleaning the house, and a man and a woman were directing the migrant workers to carry garbage and paint the walls.

"Excuse me, is Comrade Wang Zhengang's home here?" Dang Aiguo asked.

"My dad has died." The middle-aged man with a black veil around his arm replied, but there was no sadness on his face.

Suddenly he saw a large pile of letters tied on the ground, and he had an idea, the old man and his comrades-in-arms exchanged letters so frequently, and he could find many other clues from them.

At this time, the person who collected the waste had already arrived at the door, took out the sack and the weighing pole to load the waste newspapers and letters, Dang Aiguo stopped him, and said to the old man's son, "First of all, I would like to express my condolences to you, I am studying history, and Ling Zun's experience is just within my subject, I want to leave these letters, can you see it?" ”

"All right, take it all." The middle-aged man is a bright man.

"Nope." His daughter-in-law rolled her eyes and stopped her, "How much money can you make to sell scrap, you have to give us a little fee if you use it to study." ”

Dang Aiguo smiled: "Of course, a letter of 100 yuan, no matter how high it is, I can't afford it, after all, I'm just a poor professor." ”

The daughter-in-law's eyes lit up: "Suitable, suitable, you see that there are still these old newspapers, you either?" ”

Dang Aiguo hesitated for a moment, and his daughter-in-law immediately changed her words: "It's cheap, don't be so expensive, you give a hundred yuan and take it away." ”

"Okay." The party was very patriotic, "I want it, do the old man have any other relics that can be studied, I can borrow it temporarily, and return it to Zhao when I run out, of course, the cost will also be paid." ”

The daughter-in-law sent away the tattered, took the party patriotic into the house, the living room hung the portrait of the old man, the party patriotic first bowed three times, incense, and then followed the daughter-in-law into the inner room, here was the old man's bedroom, the furnishings were plain, the wooden bed, the cloth sofa, the wall hung with a photo frame, open the wardrobe, and some old military uniforms, everything here seems to stay in the eighties of the last century.

"Photos, clothes, diaries, and some fragmentary military medals, commemorative medals, etc., if you want them all, I will give you a discount." The daughter-in-law said.

In the end, the party spent 50,000 yuan to pack and transport all the things left by the old man, and brought them back for slow analysis and research.

……

The history department of Jiangdong University is also in the mountain building, the entire building is funded and built by the Antai Foundation, and the library of the teaching and research department of the party's patriotic office occupies a whole floor, and it is late at night, and he is still studying the relics of the old man Wang Zhengang.

The most valuable thing is not the letters, but the old man's diary, a diary with a red plastic cover, the paper is very poor, the handwriting is beautiful, and the font clearly bears the imprint of the times, many of which were introduced during the Cultural Revolution and later abolished in simplified Chinese.

The party patriotism soon turned to the page that interested him the most.

"September 11, 1969, fine

In the morning, the regiment headquarters was cleaning up and studying politics, and suddenly received a report from the herdsmen that strange things had been found on the grassland, and our department immediately sent a platoon of cavalry to check it, and then transferred a Jiefang brand truck to pull a huge meteorite with the cooperation of the herdsmen.

September 12, 1969, fine

Beijing sent a helicopter to transport astronomical experts to inspect the meteorite, and the logistics office received it, with hand-grabbed mutton and mare's milk wine, and in the afternoon, the car sent by the meteorite military division was transported away, and our department sent a company of cavalry to escort it.

September 13, 1969

At 8 a.m., I heard the roar of a tank group.

After that, the diary was interrupted, and the next one was to record the compilation in Hubei half a year later.

According to the oral statement of the old man Battle, the meteorite is the size of a yurt, the texture is similar to metal, and the weight is very considerable according to common sense, but according to Wang Zhengang's diary, a liberation truck pulled the meteorite away, and the liberation truck of that era was an imitation of the Soviet Union's Gis 150, a six-cylinder gasoline engine, with a load capacity of four tons, considering a certain amount of redundancy, it is confirmed from the side that the weight of the meteorite is around five tons, so the meteorite is at least hollow, The interstellar vehicle hypothesis of an extraterrestrial civilization can be established.

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