Chapter 0415 A hotel in a small county town in Western Xinjiang
It took only two and a half hours by plane to get from Quancheng to the capital of Xijiang Province, but it took two days to get from the capital of Xijiang Province to the garrison of Zhao Yong's troops. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
If you don't go to the western Xinjiang, you don't know what a large area is.
Jeeps sped across the barren Gobi, sometimes running for a day without seeing a single person.
If you say that a group of people occasionally run out from behind the sand dunes on the side, you have to be careful, don't be any of the East Turbulent elements. This group of people all have weapons in their hands, and if they are not prepared, it is really difficult to greet them.
Before entering Xinjiang, Wang Zheng asked someone to greet a commander of the Western Xinjiang Military Region, and then after arriving in Muqi City, Wang Zheng immediately went to visit the commander first. Because the introducer was more face-saving, the commander also attached more importance to it, and then sent three or two jeeps and a squad of soldiers to escort the three of them.
The place where Zhao Yong served was in the northwesternmost part of Western Xinjiang and complained about the hardships of Ridu County, and the road was far away.
In the vast Gobi, the car ran for a whole day, and then it was almost dark before arriving at the county seat.
Although it is a county seat, it is not comparable to the mountain villages in the mainland. With a total population of more than 1,000 households, the county government is the most luxurious building, a three-story building, and it was built with the aid of the Soviet Union, which is very old.
Running all the way, everyone was tired, and then Brother Bing, who was the guide, took Wang Zheng and them directly to the only hotel in the county.
After arranging the room, the innkeeper told Wang Zheng that no matter what happened outside at night, they should not go outside.
Wang Zheng carefully touched the pistol in his trouser pocket, which was given to him by the commander of the military region in Muqi City.
It's better not to use Wang Zheng well, but if he really encounters a violent terrorist attack, Wang Zheng will never reason with these bastards.
Weakness toward the wicked is cruelty to the good.
The conditions inside the hotel are not good, the bedding is a little moldy, and it seems that the innkeeper is not a diligent person. Besides, there is a shortage of water in this place, and the boss is diligent, and it is impossible to guarantee that the bed is often changed, and if the bed is often exposed to the sun, with the ultraviolet rays of the high-altitude sunlight in the western Xinjiang region, it is easy to rot the bedding, so the boss can only sometimes let the bedding in the hotel be aggrieved.
It's better to be lazy than to be diligent, so why not be a hotel owner?
There are not many tourists who come, and everyone knows that it is not a blessing to come to this place, anyway, it will be one night, and it will be one night.
It took a lot of effort for Han Lingbo to get some hot water and let Wang Zheng and them wash their feet, but it was strange that there was no hot water in the hotel. But their reasons are justified in the fact that there is water to drink, but there is no water to wash their feet. There is not enough water to drink in this place, and it is too wasteful to take water to wash your feet.
Wang Zheng, Han Lingbo, Zhou Bin and the class leader have four beds that can only accommodate one person to lie down, which is not much bigger than the beds in the collective dormitory in the high school.
The squad leader is a native of Sichuan Province, quite able to speak, and quite fond of laughing.
The squad leader's surname is Du, and everyone calls him Du squad leader, but what is his big name, Wang Zheng didn't ask, and he didn't say.
For dinner, he brought his own dry food, and there was his own naan brewed in the hotel, but Wang Zheng couldn't get used to the mushy taste.
After dinner, I finished washing, and then it was already half past nine in the imperial capital time.
However, now the place where Wang Zheng and them are located, according to the longitude, should be about the East Fifth District, and the imperial capital time is the East Eighth District, so the place where they are is is almost three hours later than the time of the imperial capital. In other words, in fact, the local time of the place where they are now is only a little more than half past six.
Wang Zheng wanted to walk on the street outside, but was stopped by Squad Leader Du, saying that it was not safe outside.
It was still early, it was dark, and through the window, Wang Zheng saw that there were almost no pedestrians on the street outside, and the shops on both sides of the street were closed as soon as it was dark. Then after a while, Wang Zheng saw four policemen with police dogs, holding flashlights in their hands, patrolling over. Wang Zheng saw the appearance of these policemen and guessed that they should not be Han.
In fact, there are not every day of violent terrorist attacks here, and even in the entire western Xinjiang, there are about a dozen violent terrorist attacks every year. Most places, in fact, are still safe.
However, the psychological impact of violent terrorist attacks on ordinary people far outweighs the damage caused by violent terrorist attacks themselves. In the entire western Xinjiang region, it can be said that they are afraid of color change.
There was nothing to do in the evening, and then the head of the class proposed a big poker.
After a while, Captain Du got a few decks of poker from the innkeeper, and everyone chatted and played.
Wang Zheng liked to listen to Trump, so he chatted with him.
During the conversation, Wang Zheng knew that Squad Leader Du was 27 years old this year, enlisted in the army in 91, and then transferred to the volunteer army in 94, and now he has just signed the third phase of non-commissioned officers.
Squad Leader Du told Wang Zheng that he went home last year and got married, and then when he signed in to the fifth non-commissioned officer, then he could be assigned a house in Muqi City, and then he could take his wife over to live with the army.
The four of them played a few rounds of cards, and then Wang Zheng was a little tired and ready to sleep.
The thin air on the plateau made Wang Zheng feel a little uncomfortable, and people who came to the plateau for the first time would have such a reaction. Then, after a few days of acclimatization, things get much better.
In the middle of the night, Wang Zheng was awakened by the noise on the street outside, and then opened his eyes to look at it and found that Zhou Bin and Squad Leader Du were leaning against the window and looking at the street.
"What's wrong?"
Wang Zheng asked a little nervously, and after sleeping, Wang Zheng felt much more comfortable, and his head didn't hurt as much as just now.
"Just now, a group of people chased a person with a knife and cut it, and then the police came and fired a shot."
When Wang Zheng heard this, he heard a loud noise in his sleep just now, but he didn't expect it to be gunfire from the street outside.
"Did you hit anyone?"
"I don't know."
As he spoke, Wang Zheng also walked to the window and looked down.
The incident took place in front of the hotel where they were staying, and now the innkeeper has run out with his clothes on, as if someone was injured.
Wang Zheng frowned, turned around and put on his clothes, and said, "Let's take a look." ”
Zhou Bin looked at it and hurriedly said, "Mr. Wang, it's not safe outside." ”
When Wang Zheng heard this, he glared at him and said, "We have this, what are we afraid of?" As he spoke, Wang Zheng patted the pistol in his pocket. There were twelve rounds in the pistol magazine.
The squad leader on the side didn't say anything, and then put on his clothes silently.
When Zhou Bin saw it, he also hurried to get dressed. Han Lingbo next to him was estimated to be too tired, the room was so messy inside and outside, this guy actually slept peacefully, and he couldn't accept it.