Wearing a Penny cap and a desert digital camouflage training uniform, the commander of the Indo-Tibetan Mountain Force squad, after whispering a few words in proficient American English, stroked the brim of the Penny hat on his head with his fingers, and once again brought his eyes to the eyepiece of the military-standard binoculars for careful observation.

The field of view of this night vision device set up on the ridge and hidden in the bushes is based on black and white, and the commander fine-tunes the magnification of the night vision device, and through the observation of the night vision device, the commander confirms that he is not mistaken.

Nearly a kilometer away, on the Chinese side of the river on the other side of the mountain pass, one kilometer upstream from the right side of the temporary bridge where the bonfire was still being lit, two heavy trucks were parked in the open space with sparse weeds growing on the riverside without turning on the lights.

What are these Chinese border guards doing, searching the bushes by the river in the dark to crack down on drug smugglers? Or are there fugitives who have gone to the border to prepare to be rounded up and arrested, or are there Indian or other intelligence agents who have penetrated deep into China's territory and are preparing to smuggle out of the country to India, and the relevant Chinese authorities have learned about it and urgently deployed to round up them?

The commander was inclined to the last corollary, that the crackdown on drug smugglers and the arrest of fugitives who had fled to the border would not fail to inform the Indian border checkpoints, and that it would be so concealed that there could only be intelligence officers who had extremely confidential information ready to leave the country from the vicinity, but the plan was leaked, and for the sake of unnecessary trouble, the Chinese side had to carry out a secret round-up and try not to attract the attention of the Indian border police.

Here we may be able to intervene and act according to the situation.

A thought crossed the commander's mind. Removing his pupils from the binoculars again, his upper and lower lips formed a small round hole, imitating the muffled hiss of a highland gopher searching for food at night, and called a few times, and soon a somewhat vague figure flashed out of the nearby bushes, bent down almost silently and hurried to the commander's side.

The commander did not speak. Just a few sign language gestures at speed, also wearing a desert digital camouflage training uniform, wearing a Penny cap, the gun belt hanging diagonally on the shoulder, holding an assault rifle in one hand, and a small squad soldier with a scabbard dagger hanging on the woven belt, nodding slightly in the dim light and shadow of the night, on the face that is the same as the Tibetan compatriots in Tibet, a pair of eyes with a sharp light in the dark, a cold professional military atmosphere, in those who are holding a fraternity with the Chinese border armed police. The soldiers of the Sikh border police force, who were eating and drinking, could not be seen at all, and after gently patting the assault rifle on his waist, the soldier turned and sank into the bushes.

After seeing the soldiers leaving, the commander quickly put away the military binoculars night vision devices erected on the mound, left the half-human deep earthen pit, lowered his posture and walked quickly, and soon returned to the outer wall of the bungalow at the border checkpoint that looked dark without lights, and the commander gestured in the dark. After a slight sound of "Xi Xi Suosuo", more than a dozen members of the Indo-Tibetan Mountain Force squad armed with firearms. It had already emerged from a nearby hideout, gathered around the commander and stood in a neat line.

"Basan, your team will reconnoiter close to the river to see what the Chinese border guards are doing on the other side of the river, and if they find that they are searching for strangers, you can try to snatch people back......"

The commander with a night vision device hanging from his waistband. For a Tibetan squad leader in his thirties, who was very strong, with well-defined facial muscles and a strong expression, and was full of murderous aura, he whispered a few words in Tibetan.

The leader of the second group of the Tibetan ethnic detachment, named Basang, quickly left the checkpoint with his second group of soldiers. Stealthily approaching the river, the Commander watched as Bassan's team disappeared into the dark wasteland and walked a few steps into a bungalow at an unlit checkpoint.

In the commander's view, he has already sent one of the two teams, more than a dozen people, it is possible to snatch the intelligence officers of India or other countries who are preparing to smuggle to the border on the Indian side out of the hands of the Chinese border armed police, this team has been tested by the military skills of YSL and American instructors, and is a real reconnaissance pioneer, the commander is confident that the strength of the squad is enough to crush the Chinese border armed police, he decided to go back to his room to eat some food and rest, Wait for Bassan to bring back the good news.

The commander did not bother to take care of his superiors' request that his detachment rush to the mountain pass more than 10 days ago, block the ancient pack horse road of the ancient Silk Road, and prevent any border people and followers of various sects from traveling between northern India and the Ali region of Tibet from the mountain pass.

Anyway, those important state officials in New Delhi would not tell him their true intentions, and the commander of a small Indo-Tibetan mountain force detachment is not in the eyes of the high-level law, and the commander feels that being able to snatch valuable intelligence officers out of the hands of the Chinese border armed police will be of great help to his future career.

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At about nine o'clock in the evening, the light of the bonfire in the twilight was still eye-catching, and the Sikh major border station chief, who had drunk too much barley wine and was a little dizzy, politely refused the advice of the major of the Chinese border armed police to drink, and took dozens of Sikh border police subordinates to cross the river from the stone temporary bridge erected on the river and return to the Indian side of the border. A few pillars of snow-lit headlights suddenly lit up from the wilderness of the upper reaches of the river.

The Sikh Major Border Station Chief sighed in his heart and secretly slandered himself, this is the rhythm of something big!

There is absolutely nothing wrong with the fact that the Chinese armed police border guards have repeatedly conducted live firing in China's border areas in the past, and they have also called it normal military shooting training, and the Indian side across the river has no right to interfere, and the head of the Sikh border checkpoint is an experienced old fritter, and of course his military literacy is sufficient, and the possibility of making a mistake in judgment is extremely small.

However, he believed that the stationmaster of the Chinese Border Armed Police, who had just hugged him and said goodbye, would not have found a Type 03 assault rifle from behind to shoot a black gun, and this is not too unlikely in wartime.

The bold and careful head of the Sikh border checkpoint major waved his hand and motioned for dozens of Sikh border police officers behind him to cross the river on their own. He took a Sikh border police officer back to the campfire in the open field by the river, wanting to see what the Chinese border guard major had to say, and shooting in the dark of night always indicates that something special happened.

However, he did not get a very useful answer from the resolute and resolute major of the armed police in his thirties.

In the very short time since the gunshots rang out, dozens of well-trained Chinese border guards have left behind their lightweight alloy lunch boxes and two oil-stained aprons. No one cared about the cooking utensils and barbecue boxes on the open space, and quickly jumped into the carriage with a waterproof tarpaulin of the Beiben military truck, and the military truck engine roared and drove upstream along the open space by the river with its headlights on.

When the Sikh major stationmaster walked back, he happened to meet the armed police major who had already gotten on the Mengshigao motorized off-road vehicle and was about to follow, the car had already started, and the headlights shook to the Sikh border major stationmaster with a headscarf wrapped around his head and a beard, and the warrior off-road vehicle braked and stopped, and the resolute armed police major stationmaster stretched out the window of the car, and shouted Hindi sentences at him in an eager tone.

"Unexpected circumstances. Why don't you come up and have a look? ”

The bearded Sikh major stationmaster hurriedly shouted a word to go with him, walked a few steps and pulled the car door and squeezed into the back seat of the car, and the Sikh border policeman who followed behind him climbed on the roof of the car with a strange look, lying on the roof and holding the metal block of the base of the roof with both hands tightly for modification.

The Major was not at all worried that the Sikh border policeman on the roof of the car would fall, and the Mengshigao motorized off-road vehicle drove like a wild horse from the reins, speeding past the bonfire that was still burning and emitting light. Speed up to the upper reaches of the river......

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"Bastard, there's got to be something wrong with this. What exactly are they doing this for......"

At 10 o'clock in the evening, amid the low roar of diesel generator sets, the checkpoint bungalow on the Indian side of the mountain pass was lit up, and in the office of the stationmaster of the checkpoint, the commander of the Indo-Tibetan Mountain Force wearing a Penny hat looked extremely unhappy. Standing in front of the desk, looking at the Sikh Major stationmaster who was sitting on the chair behind the desk with a cold expression, he whispered a few words in Tibetan with some annoyance.

The bearded Sikh Major station chief, in the unwilling angry words of the squad commander, a strange light in the pupils of a pair of eyes flashed. To be honest, he didn't care much about the commander of the Indo-Tibetan Mountain Force detachment who had a Tibetan face in front of the table, and even felt a little disgusted, because he clearly felt that the words of the squad commander meant something, and the accusations against him were prominent.

Of course, the major station commander cannot ignore the accusations of this Tibetan ethnic commander who does not have a military rank mark on his training uniform, but who is actually the same rank as himself, because this is his territory, and the Indo-Tibetan Mountain Force detachment has only assisted in the deployment of the border line in a short period of time and blocked the packhorse road that could have been passed, which has in fact created tension on the border.

The stationmaster hoped that the commander would quickly leave the checkpoint with the team and return to the military camp in northern India, because the stationmaster knew that it was unrealistic to block the packhorse road for a long time to prevent border people and believers from passing through the mountain pass, and it was really unpleasant to be secretly poked in the back, and if he was targeted by a certain sect master that day, he didn't know how he died!

Because not every border resident has a passport and will travel between China and India through official border crossings, most border residents and believers of various sects will cross the mountains and mountains from the ancient pack horse road to enter and exit the border between China and India.

Border checkpoints were created in response to this custom, and the inspection of border people of all ethnic groups and denominations passing through the pack horse road is actually more symbolic. Of course, the major stationmaster understands this.

All kinds of thoughts quickly appeared in the head of the stationmaster, and he didn't want to raise the bar with the squad commander standing in front of the table, and he didn't want to have a big argument because of the different angles of considering the problem.

When he returned to the checkpoint from the Chinese border, he had already woken up to the fact that the Chinese Border Armed Police must be hiding something, but like the commander of the detachment, he still couldn't figure out why the Chinese Border Armed Police would do this, and things were indeed a little strange.

Half an hour ago, the Sikh Major boardmaster boarded a Chinese Border Guard's Mengshigao motorized off-road vehicle, and in a short time, he had already arrived in the upper wilderness of the river, where a brief gunfire was heard to light up the car's lights.

I found that next to the low bush area by the river, there were already two military trucks of the Chinese military, and the bright lights of the car illuminated the distance, and several short-haired men in civilian clothes could be seen standing in the gray and black dirt clearing next to the shrubs with ropes tied to them, and there were at least 20 border armed police armed with Type 03 assault rifles standing around, and there were many border armed police armed with assault rifles guarding and patrolling around.

As soon as the 30-year-old Armed Police Frontier Major got off the Warrior off-road vehicle, a Captain of the Armed Police with the rank of captain on his collar badge quickly walked up to the major and saluted and reported in Chinese, saying that the people who had been tied up were drug lords who trafficked drugs across the border.

This time they were going to leave the country from here, but they found that the packhorse road had long been closed and impassable, and they were hovering in the border line area and did not leave, the anti-narcotics police contacted the border checkpoint to report the situation, and the border armed police, who had received timely information, successfully blocked the way of the drug lord Ma Tsai by the river, and after a short period of deterrent fire, they deterred these drug trafficking horses, and also seized a number of drugs and several military pistols, because the situation was very urgent, and did not have time to get in touch with the major station chief in time.

Later, two sturdy and vaguely military-style plainclothes anti-narcotics policemen came up and shook hands with the stationmaster of the armed police major, and after saying a few words of thanks, they took a few drug lords and horses into a military truck together with several armed border policemen with guns, and the military truck drove away.

After the interpretation of the Sikh border policeman who knew Chinese (the Sikh border policeman lying on the roof of the car), the head of the Sikh major border checkpoint, could not accuse the border armed police of being wrong in dealing with drug traffickers, and he could not control it at all if he did not cross the small river and was still in China.

The head of the Sikh border checkpoint major was a little depressed and took a military card back to the side of the temporary bridge (the cooking utensils of the border armed police were still there and had not been packed), got out of the car, walked across a stone temporary bridge more than ten meters long, got on the military card waiting in the grassy slope area by the river and returned to the border checkpoint, and just returned to the checkpoint, he heard the commander of the Indo-Tibetan Mountain Force squad roaring in Tibetan in annoyance......

Even the major stationmaster of the border police force of the old fritters couldn't think of two anti-narcotics policemen in civilian clothes, none of them were real anti-narcotics policemen, and the person who shook hands with the major of the border checkpoint of the armed police in his thirties was actually Major Zhao Yimin of the special reconnaissance battalion of the XX Group Army, and the person next to him who pretended to be a colleague of the anti-narcotics police was actually a soldier from the 101 supply base.

It was a bizarre set-up designed to attract the attention of the Sikh Border Police Force and the Indo-Tibetan Mountain Force squad, and it served its intended purpose.

The layout was planned by Zhuge Hanyu and others, as early as when it was dark, Zhuge Hanyu, Song Xiaoshuang and his party had safely crossed the river from a hidden place (don't forget that Yang Yifan has the ability to teleport at short distances), successfully passed quietly on foot from the periphery of the Indian border defense area that had become weak, and went around to the side of the Indian border checkpoint and crossed the gentle mountain ridge of the mountain pass, and went deep into the Indian border.

Zhuge Hanyu's layout is precisely because of prudence and caution to attract the attention of the Sikh border police and the Indo-Tibetan mountain force detachment through the border armed police.

Not long ago, a small detachment of the Indo-Tibetan mountain troops rushed to the mountain pass to set up defenses and close the pack horse road, which made Zhuge Hanyu and others vigilant, and from the overall consideration, they must go deep into the Indian border through the mountain pass, and they must appear hidden and unknown, otherwise the slightest mistake will bring unexpected trouble to the operation.

(To be continued.) )