"Do you think the Russians care about this group of people?" Wushan's mood was not calm, he just wanted to come out to relax, but he encountered such a bizarre thing.

As for the lethal things that were lost last year, it no longer matters what they are.

More than 3,000 captives, in ancient times, well-trained soldiers would be exchanged for the losing side.

What about modern times? What would happen if we brought this group back? It seems that the Soviet and Russian sides are ready to abandon this group of people. In other words, even if the relationship between the two sides eases at that time, this group of captives will not be able to make a fuss?

"This seems to be" Gao Hongquan also saw that the Russians didn't care about this group of people at all, and they didn't even prepare decent clothes for them. Nima, if you really want to be taken captive, it will be a hot potato at that time.

"Mr. Nikolai," Wu Shan thought of another question: "Since that explosion, has the Soviet military been in contact with you?" ”

"Contact?" Nikolai looked a little crazy: "I guess the Kremlin guys want us all to die." There was a group of people who tried to escape home through the blockade, but they were all gone. ”

From his account, Soviet Russia regarded this group of soldiers as a poisonous snake and beast. The soldiers guarding the perimeter of the blast zone were given a single order: to kill anyone who tried to leave the zone.

From last year to the present, the Russians have not had any contact with this group of soldiers, except for a group of soldiers wearing protective clothing who were sent in after the incident to collect and destroy weapons. Even the helicopters that were given to the supplies flew high.

"Forget it, old high." Wu Shan didn't have any good ideas: "These people can't leak the news of our visit here." Right now. Let's go back first and report the situation here to the upper floor. ”

"Well," Gao Hongquan nodded worriedly: "That's it." Former garrison on the Zephyr border. Let them come back again. These dog-day old hairy people look too infiltrating, and it will be a big trouble if they get to China. ”

People stay away from the unknown. If the Russians were like this, why not in China?

The key is that everyone doesn't know what the consequences of these people going out will be, and whether they will take the radiation away.

Border guards do not stand on the periphery of the area. God knows if this group of old Maozi soldiers will go crazy and flee to China?

When they came, everyone was cautious. The speed back was a lot faster, less than an hour. It's in the safe area.

"It seems that it is not realistic to rush back to Zephyr tonight," Gao Hongquan looked at his watch: "Fuck, my body is too uncomfortable, I really want to find a place to take a bath." Xiao Wang. You command to go down. Stay on guard on the spot and spend the night here tonight. ”

The invasion of the Russians made the troops unaware of this area, and they did not carry tools such as flashlights, so it was too dangerous to travel at night.

"None of the soldiers you have on hand are familiar with this area?" Wu Shan was a little puzzled: "Why don't you bring a soldier who understands the situation?" ”

"Know what a!" Gao Hongquan complained: "The border guards are subordinate to the Northwest Military Region, and even the provincial military districts only have the right to trusteeship. After last year's war, those border guards were withdrawn. ”

Victoria, like other border provinces, each region. All have regular troops stationed. Their strength is below that of China's trump card troops, the border guards and the field army. Of course, it is more than one notch stronger than the militia of the Construction Corps.

One by one, the fighters took off their protective suits and took a big gulp of fresh air. People who haven't worn this thing don't know the way, like in a steamer, maybe it helps to lose weight? Anyway, when I wear it in the summer, I sweat like rain.

In the sky of northern Xinjiang, after June 23 of each year, the area where the sun shines gradually moves from north to south towards the equator.

The summer is particularly long. It does not mean that after the summer solstice, the days will be shortened immediately. It usually lasts until around July 10th, and the length of the day slowly decreases.

China is a vast country, and those who live in the north know that the shortest nights in the summer, such as those in the Arctic Village, are less than an hour. Around the winter solstice, the time of bright sky is within eight hours or even six hours.

The moon on the Gobi Desert is exceptionally bright. The surrounding vegetation is dense and visibility is poor, with the occasional glimmer of moonlight slipping in.

"The telegram has been sent?" The warriors had fallen asleep, and there was a snoring sound all around. Wushan and Yi were lying on the ground, and he knew that Gao Hongquan's head was troubled, and he must not have fallen asleep.

"It's sent, I'm going to write a detailed report when I go back." Today, the commander of the military district of Oulothai was the most radiant, and he led the team alone with great interest, and finally felt the pain. Except for Wushan, there is no one to discuss.

There is a metaphor, it is like a family that is both a father and a mother, and is very busy.

The two of them chatted with each other and slowly fell asleep.

"Rub, it seems that I haven't peed since I got to the forbidden area today!" Wu Shan suddenly felt a little bloated in his bladder, and turned over and sat up.

Gao Hongquan's guard squad surrounded the two people in the middle.

It should be almost dawn, and although visibility is low, you can see more than enough in the woods.

He got up lightly and slowly leaned forward, for fear of accidentally stepping on the warrior's body.

I went, I don't know how long I had been walking in the woods, and suddenly my eyes became brighter.

Wrong! Looking around Wushan, why is there a white fog everywhere?

Where is this? He was taken aback, in the Gobi region, when had he seen the morning fog!

Compared to the woods I had just passed, there were waist-deep weeds and shrubs at my feet.

Is there still such a place in Zephyr? Wu Shan pinched his thigh hard, and the intense pain indicated that he was not dreaming.

At first, I couldn't hold it all the way. Suddenly, it seemed that I was covered in cold sweat, and even the urge to urinate was reduced a lot.

Anyway, the fighters are still sleeping, so they just finish punching here and go back. After Wushan finished urinating, he found a slightly open place next to him and started punching.

Oh my God, what's going on?

He felt that the surprise of a lifetime could not be compared to today.

Wushan closed his eyes and felt it with his heart. The surrounding grass and trees are clearly recognizable.

There used to be times when I was in this state, occasionally finishing punches. Feel like you're at one with your surroundings.

Yes, that's how it feels!

I don't know what kind of state it is, if I meet Mr. Xu another day, I must ask for advice.

He simply closed his eyes and walked forward. Wu Shan estimated that the range of perception was about five meters, and further away. My head is a little dizzy.

That's it, step by step, lift your feet and move forward. The pace is neither fast nor slow. To be specific, it's about 20 meters per minute.

In the air, there was a long-lost humidity, and Wu Shan greedily took a few puffs. This kind of environment. It's a bit like Wuxian's hometown.

I don't know how long I walked. Wushan felt that he had been climbing the mountain.

In front, there seems to be a particularly thick tree.

After all, it is a human habit to walk with his eyes open, and he couldn't help but open his eyes.

Oh my God, it's not just a big tree, and further on, there are dense trees everywhere. Every tree. It's thicker than anything Wushan has ever seen. After estimating, the cross-section is probably twice as large as the table top for eating.

Wu Shan couldn't help but smack his tongue secretly. Zephyr has such a place?

Looking around, my mother, when did there be such a high mountain in the territory of the Japanese wind? You can't even see the top of the mountain.

Wait, what's that?

He cautiously walked forward, closer, closer.

As expected, it was a cave-like dwelling.

"Excuse me, is anyone there?" The door was made of stone, and it was gently concealed, and Wu Shan asked boldly.

No one answered, only the sound of the wind blowing.

"Excuse me, is anyone there?" This time, his voice was much louder, and it was also to embolden himself.

In this environment, no matter how bold people are, their scalps are a little numb. Wushan's courage thinks that he is not small, as if he is cold on his back.

There was silence all around, and from time to time there were birds chirping crisply in the woods, but no one answered.

Not good! Wushan was stunned, in this wilderness, is there anything like seeking money and killing people?

He walked through the stone door and looked through the crack in it.

There was no one inside, only a futon, and in front of the door was a portrait of a person.

Whether it is in another time and space or in this life, Wushan's painting skills are not good, and I don't know what the level of this painter is.

The crack in the door is too narrow to squeeze in. Wushan pushed, but he couldn't push.

He didn't believe in evil, his hands were strained, his face was red, and the door slowly moved a little, just enough to turn sideways to enter.

The figures in the painting are the images of the ancients.

In this place, if no one cleans it, it is estimated that it will be dusty all over the place. The floor was excessively clean, without a trace of dust.

There was only one room, all of stone.

For futons and the like, Wushan is not interested. There seems to be a line of small characters on this painting, and Wu Shan got closer to take a closer look.

It must be an ancient font, I don't know what is written.

Huh? Why is it so bright in the house?

Wushan's eyes searched everywhere and found nothing unusual.

Out of boredom, he picked up the futon.

I don't know how old it is, but when I touch it, I want to fall to the ground.

It seems that there is no use anymore, and Wushan is a little disappointed.

Could this be the place where the legendary ancient strangers lived in seclusion? What do they eat? What to drink?

When he was puzzled, he heard a ding, and a holstered thing in the middle of the futon fell to the ground.

What kind of skin is this made of? There are too many things that Wushan was surprised about today.

Even the material of the futon could not withstand the erosion of time and turned into powder.

The holster still exists, which means that this type of leather is so rare.

Wu Shan carefully pulled it out, only to find that it was a dagger about five inches long. The dagger flashed coldly, and a murderous aura rushed to his face, and he quickly loaded it in, and he could hear the beating of his heart.

"Senior, this should be your place of cultivation." He prayed to the portrait: "This dagger is probably yours, and I will take it today without telling you." ”

There was nothing else in the house, and Wu Shan put the dagger in his trouser pocket.

When he came out of the house, he used all his strength to close the stone door.

On the top of the high mountain, the boy walked around anxiously: "Oops, last year, the master used the formation to protect the people of Huaxia and block those poisonous things on the other side. ”

A bird flew over and landed on his shoulder.

The boy said to it, "Xi'er, do you know the way? When the old man opened the formation, there was a gap, and he didn't think that someone would come in, what should I do? ”

The bird chirped curiously at him.

"Well, listen to you!" The boy said dejectedly: "Wait for him to leave and then close the formation." (To be continued......)