"This is not a burning knife, this is barley wine from Tibet, this thing is really delicious. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info but this thing can't be bought anywhere else, I asked the local herdsmen in exchange, and they have to drink such a cup of this thing during the New Year's Festival. Song Mo shook the small wine jug, a little proud, it was not easy to exchange for this barley wine.

"Then you've said enough in Tibetan!" Tan Qian couldn't help but admire Song Mo a little, this Tibetan language is really the same as the Book of Heaven, why is this kid so powerful!

"It's nothing? If you hear this a lot, you will naturally be able to do it. Song Mo said with some reservations that he had already learned this Tibetan language, but it was his consistent style to do things and leave three points.

Tan Qian is right to think about it, this Song Mo pair is the earliest, and they naturally listen to a lot of Tibetan.

He looked at the barley wine in Song Mo's hand, and his eyes were more greedy, this army was strictly controlled, and he, an old drunkard, had to drink without touching it, and he wanted such a good wine! However, after a long period of absence, the amount of alcohol has decreased.

But this time drinking will not be punished, on such a cold day, how can you survive without drinking some wine!

"How did you kid do it, I heard that the locals here are very xenophobic, and you really have a set of this." Tan Qian shook the snow on his body, patted Song Mo's shoulder and laughed.

Song Mo chuckled and didn't answer. This barley wine is exchanged, the dried vegetables sent to him by Lin Qiu are favored by the old herdsmen in Tibetan areas, there is really no food to eat here in this winter, otherwise this barley wine cannot be exchanged, after all, it is rare and expensive.

Song Mo continued to take the binoculars to carefully check the surrounding situation, this location is estimated to be one of the places where drug dealers may appear, but compared to other locations, this place obviously does not have so many shelters, so Tan Qian complained and showed an unwilling expression. In fact, they monitored for days on end, and really didn't gather any useful information.

"What a stuffy gourd." Tan Qian muttered in a low voice, this stick can't hit a fart, it's really a boring person.

"I don't know when I'm going to be a head, I feel like I'm about to freeze into ice!" Tan Qian looked at Song Mo and complained.

"This won't let us stay here all the time, it's not early, let's stay for another half an hour and then go back, just bear with it." Song Mo saw Tan Qian's impatient appearance and comforted a few words.

"Alas, each man has a life!" Tan Qian suddenly said this.

"Why do you say that all of a sudden?" Song Mo looked at Tan Qian and said that he didn't know about this policy, but he seemed to have heard of others.

"This number of people want to be disarmed, like you, whether this policy is the same or not, but I'm different, I'm afraid that people like me will be laid off." Tan Qian waved his hand and shrugged his shoulders, looking careless.

"Work hard, and the top will see your performance." Song Mo could only comfort him dryly at this time.

"Okay, this job change is still a good thing for me, maybe I can be a policeman when I change jobs, that's not bad, if it's really almost, there is a ...... in the township or countryside where I can make a living" Tan Qian looked ahead and said, Song Mo stood behind him and couldn't see whether his expression was crying or laughing or indifferent, his voice was flat and he couldn't hear any emotion.

"Song ...... Surname...... Regiment...... Regiment...... Long ......" a little soldier trotted over and said breathlessly, his legs trembling uncontrollably, his face was red like a monkey's buttocks, and his legs were weak, and he sat directly on the ground panting for breath, looking so tired that he couldn't do it. This person who does not live in the plateau will feel a feeling of suffocation due to lack of oxygen when he runs, which is not something that ordinary people can understand.

Song Mo glanced at the person who claimed to be a soldier, and the number of the person in his memory, he didn't think much about it, and Tan Qian didn't dare to walk out of hiding without feeling out of spirit.

"What's going on?" Song Mo asked.

"What's going on?" As soon as Tan Qian walked to the open space and stood in front of the little soldier, he followed Song Mo to ask questions, his voice was a little hurried.

"Song ...... Head Song, Tan ...... Modest...... Comrade, something happened here, hurry up...... Hurry up and ...... first Go back first. This is what we ......" The little soldier was out of breath, and his speech was intermittent and unclear.

"Don't worry, just pant first, you speak slowly." Song Mo looked at his intermittent speech, he really couldn't hear clearly, and he still had a thick accent when he spoke. It's better to take a moment and continue.

The little soldier glanced at Song Mo gratefully, opened his mouth, and breathed together with his mouth and nose, which finally calmed down his breath slightly, "This is out...... Something is wrong, and this thing has come to an eyebrow. ”

"What's going on now?" Song Mo frowned slightly.

"I ...... At this time, he couldn't tell the situation clearly, "Xiao Bing scratched his head embarrassedly, it's really not that he doesn't want to understand, in fact, he just runs an errand to pass on information, and no one has told him about the specific situation, and it was not easy to notify him to come here after running and stopping along the way, and he didn't understand it a little bit, the two of them will go back in another quarter of an hour, why do they have to run over in such a hurry to inform him, but the military order is like a mountain or the matter is really urgent.

Song Mo chuckled in his heart, he skipped a lot of thoughts in his heart, most of them were not good, Song Mo and Tan Qian walked back to the garrison quickly, and the little soldier was walking slowly behind him, he really couldn't run. When they arrived at the place where they lived, the two separated, and Song Mo saw Li Tiedan and the four of them standing at the station, waiting for him.

"Commander, I'm waiting for you!" Li Tiedan greeted him, "This is a big thing, this person has a lot of ears, let's go in first and talk about it." ”

Seeing Li Tiedan put away his usual hippie smile and stood there with a serious face, Song Mo went in directly without asking.

"Commander, I have a fire in my heart." As soon as Li Tiedan came in, he smashed the table angrily.

"What the hell is going on?" Song Mo knew that Bacheng was about the drug trafficking gang, and it seemed that these people had appeared, which was really arrogant, and it seemed that this confrontation would not go well.

"Commander, don't you know, it's really uncomfortable for me to hold this fire in my heart." Li Tiedan still couldn't calm down.

"This week, the head of the regiment is really a big straw bag, I really ......" The anger in Li Tiedan's eyes still did not subside, and his emotions were still trapped in it and he couldn't extricate himself. (To be continued.) )