vs 717 I'm here again
Drive 500 km north along the G216 highway to the Atale Territory, where the final replenishment of supplies is carried out, mainly polar down jackets and food.
After that, you will drive about 100 kilometers north into the Altai Mountains, which are blessed with thousands of snowfalls.
The Altai Mountains are one of the natural wonders of the planet, with a total length of more than 2,000 kilometers and an abundance of forests and water resources.
It is characterized by the fact that there are many snow-capped mountains with an average height of more than 3,000 meters.
In addition, it is amazing that there is the only river in a large country that flows into the Arctic Ocean.
It's like fate.
On the third day of abandoning the car and trekking deep into the Daxue Mountain, Zhang Jing encountered the same patrol he had seen before again by a river.
The white-skinned middle-aged man who was involved in the mailgate incident and hid for refuge was also among them.
"Hey."
Zhang Jing was very social, more than 20 meters away, took off his snow-blind sunglasses, took a windproof mask, and took the initiative to come forward to say hello, "Hello everyone, see you again."
The patrol was full of black lines.
The last time we met was pleasant at first, but then it was a bit worse, when an unidentified helicopter fell and three foreigners died on the border.
Zhang was also present at the time, and this time he came again, looking scared, worried that there would be another accident.
Zhang Jing didn't know what the patrolmen thought, and he was very familiar with it.
"I'm traveling again, how are you doing?"
"It's okay," the patrol leader's name is Kong Xiang, his real age is twenty-seven years old, and he looks about forty years old, and asks Zhang Jing, "Do you have a certificate?"
"Yes." Zhang Jing took out the small notebook and handed it out.
Kong Xiang carefully looked at the border defense card, no problem. Z.br>
Returning the card to Zhang Jing, Kong Xiang couldn't help but ask curiously, "Do rich people think differently from us?" Why did you enter the snowy mountains at this time?"
"Rich people are lonely in their hearts," Zhang Jing said nonsense, knowing that February was not suitable for entering the mountains, "so I came out to do... No, come out and find spiritual fulfillment."
Kong Xiang didn't say anything, and looked at the white team members in the patrol arrangement:
"Da Lang, you accompany Mr. Zhang for a while, now the wild wolves in the mountains are hungry and fierce in this season, and they will meet at Wuzhi Lake in four days."
"Yes."
With a natural hesitation, the white man who asked Da Lang to leave the team in response.
The corners of Zhang Jing's eyes jumped, is "Da Lang" serious?
After a brief chat, the patrol team went east, and Zhang Jinghe and the middle-aged man named Da Lang put on sunglasses and put on a windproof mask and walked northwest.
Walking was too boring, Zhang Jing pulled his throat and asked the foreigner loudly, "Why do you call you Da Lang?"
"I used to have a beautiful wife," the wind was strong, and the eldest man also needed to shout loudly, "and a brother who was on official business."
Zhang Jing was slightly stunned, and reacted for two seconds to understand that this was true. Dalang.
Interesting.
There was a long period of silence behind it, first, because the wind was strong and tired of talking, and secondly, there was no topic.
Reliable, Da Lang found out that Zhang Jing had a target location, but he didn't ask.
In the evening, Zhang Jing and Da Lang walked to a mountainside and were trapped in a larch forest.
Looking at the surrounding environment, Da Lang suggested, "Just spend the night here, about 1,700 meters above sea level, don't worry about avalanches."
Da Lang does not have any electronic devices on him, and he judges the altitude by the natural environment.
Above 1700-1800 meters there are rocks and snow, and there is not a single tree.
Below 1700-1800 meters, there is a clear distinction between the two.
Zhang nodded and agreed that there were many fallen dead trees nearby, and a temporary shelter could be erected soon.
One man with an axe, working fast and steady, until a snow leopard that was too big to be reasonable suddenly appeared.
Originally, the snow leopard was not small, and its tail was as thick as an anchor rope, but this one was even more exaggerated, like an enlarged version of the tiger.
Da Lang immediately took out the standard rifle he was carrying with him and loaded it and assumed a defensive posture.
Zhang Jing pressed down the muzzle of Da Lang's gun in time, and the snow leopard ten meters away belonged to a mature leopard.
At the same time.
A kilometre away, a group of six unidentified armed men dressed in snowy suits were stealthily advancing.
Look at their equipment.
X010 Modular Sniper Rifle System, 14EBR Precision Marksman Rifle, 5 Micro Submachine Guns, 911A1 Warrior Pistol, Remington High Damage Shotgun.
Anti-tank bazookas are also available.
There are also a lot of other auxiliary equipment, including radios, night vision devices, ropes, grenades, daggers, etc.
Overall, they are very similar to the Citigroup GIs armed to the teeth in the movie.
"There's a good chance the target is nearby," led by a bearded white man of about forty or so, whispering to keep in touch with his teammates, "Twenty meters away."
Obviously, this group of people is looking for "Da Lang".
A kilometer away, Zhang Jing guessed that there was a "bad guy" through the body movements of the snow leopard.
"The snow leopard most likely means that there are poachers nearby," Zhang Jing asked Dalang, "Do you catch it?"
"Catch," Da Lang didn't say much, but his attitude was very sure, "Most of the poachers are outlaws, and if they encounter us on their own initiative, they will shoot us 100%."
Zhang Jing looked at the snow leopard and threw over a piece of beef, "You lead the way."
The snow leopard is quite spiritual, picks up the beef and eats it, turns around and walks to the west side of the mountain, which is the route that Zhang Jing and Da Lang will take tomorrow.
"Be careful," Da Lang suddenly reminded Zhang Jing, "and it may not be poachers."
Knowing that Da Lang had something to do with the mailgate incident, Zhang Jing just smiled and said disapprovingly, "No foreign mercenary dares to come to a big country to do things;
What's more, the snow-capped mountain is so big, they can't find you, rest assured."
Da Lang shook his head, "Power and money make some people very bold;
As for finding people, their methods of finding people are ten times more than ordinary people can imagine."
"Like a prism-mirror-door?" Zhang Jing asked.
"That's old news," Da Lang kindly reminded Zhang Jing as he glanced at the larch forest around him, "It's even worse now, and the new phone I just bought after removing the battery can be the source of the trick."
"So exaggerated?" Zhang Jing was greatly surprised.
"There are also electronic watches, computers, and landline phones," Da Lang seemed to be talking about an ordinary thing, but Zhang Jing was very shocked when he heard it, "Even if these are brand new, even if they are turned off, they may be eavesdropping sources and camera sources."
Zhang Jing's expression became serious, this is a real warning given by a real expert, and you should be careful when using electronic products such as mobile phones, watches, sitting machines, computers, etc. in the future.
Of course, normal people don't have to worry, it doesn't matter if you order a fast food or evade taxes, even if you kill someone or something, you won't be monitored by this high-end method.
However, if it is an important cross-border business merger or acquisition project, or a terrorist event, there is a high probability that such a case will be monitored.
Of course, this special method may also be used on Dalang.
Carefully walked forward about 300 meters, the time came to five o'clock in the afternoon, there was no sun, because there was snow, the light was okay.
At this time, the snow leopard is lying on the ground, and its skin color allows it to blend in with its surroundings.
Obviously, the snow leopard discovered something in advance, and Zhang Jing and Da Lang followed and gently lay down, lying behind a fallen larch.