Jiushan's reconnaissance detachment disappeared into the night with the prisoners, and just ten minutes after they left, a detachment of infantry armored vehicles, wheeled personnel carriers, jeeps, communication vehicles, and field cooking vehicles ...... A huge convoy of twenty or thirty vehicles of all kinds arrived, and a large number of people of all kinds came down from the convoy, including a heavily armed infantry company. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The entire convoy and troops that arrived immediately ran around like headless flies as if they were boiling a pot, and made a lot of noise. The intelligence of the Red Army detected that there was a sudden movement of the Blue Army on this night, but the reason and movement were unknown.

All this Jiushan had no way of knowing, and he was still in radio silence. The only thing he had to do was to run forward desperately, using his keen sense of anti-reconnaissance to keep dodging one blue army patrol detachment after another and the increasingly scarce defensive area outposts.

Why don't you drive away those Warrior Jeeps? Quite simply, Jiushan knew that each of these cars was equipped with a positioning device that was difficult to remove. Is it open to lure wolves?

As a result, the six captives were unlucky, and they were kicked and beaten by these soldiers and bandits along the way, stumbling and crawling.

Using GPS and analysis of the situation, Jiushan led a group to successfully rush out of the core area of the entire exercise through the large rear diagonal spur of the blue army at noon on the second day, and came to the edge of the exercise.

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After the reform and opening up, China began to rapidly integrate with the world, and both the essence and the dross were embraced by China. In ancient China, the Qinglou Goolan and the half-closed doors of the Bada Hutong came back from the dead under the spring breeze of reform, not to mention the big cities, even the small county towns had a whole street of hair washing rooms.

Every city in China is starting to have its own red light district, such as Jixiang Village and Honghui Road in Xi'an. Although the government has deemed them illegal, the public has long been surprised. This wave of the leather and meat business spread rapidly from the big cities to remote areas, even in the inhospitable hinterland of the Inner Mongolian grasslands.

Zhu Ri and the herdsmen in the vicinity, who had become rich first, and those who were nimble-minded, found a way to make money, and they took advantage of the perennial military exercises and training to drive around in their newly bought or second-hand Iveco minibuses, selling handicrafts and souvenirs such as stuffed donkeys and scimitars hanging outside the cars. Of course, these things are just superficial cover-ups, and the real mystery is inside.

Inside, the back rows of seats have all been removed, and a large Simmons mattress is laid in the carriage, on which lie two ostentatious, scantily clad and heavily dressed chick who speaks broken Mandarin.

It is full of sturdy soldiers who have nowhere to vent all the year round, and these Iveco go around selling skin and flesh, and the majority of officers and soldiers of our army affectionately call these Iveco "mobile artillery carts".

The bosses of mobile artillery trucks like soldiers, because soldiers are civilized and polite, never owe debts, do not say that they have good credit, and they will attract a large group of soldiers and fellow villagers of the same year when they return after consumption. Soldiers like mobile artillery trucks because they are anxious about what the soldiers are anxious about and think about what the soldiers think. What's more, the prices here are low, home delivery, and the bosses are bold and generous, often buy three get one free.

There is no doubt that mobile artillery trucks have made an indelible contribution to the harmony of military-civilian relations and the construction of double support.

Mobile artillery trucks have been here for several years, and all the troops who come here for exercises are accustomed to it. These mobile artillery trucks also often broke into the camps of both sides of the exercise, and sometimes drove into the combat zone.

The exercise was of a very high level, with very tight control over the area, and the red and blue sides were quite strict in managing the entry and exit of officers and men. But the problem is, the owners and bosses of these gun trucks don't know! They still swarmed around as usual, but they couldn't do a few orders of business all day, and they couldn't even cover the gas money.

Battle is such a boss, and he is worried that this business is not doing well. 'Batel' means hero in Mongolian, and it is a very common name among the Mongolian people.

Jiushan rushed out of it with everyone and ran into Battle and his mobile gun carriage.

With a big grinning and familiar temperament, Jiushan chatted with Battle as buddies in a few minutes, two people, you shoot me, I shoot you, hee hee-ha.

Isn't business difficult? You don't know this, this time you are strictly controlled, you can't get out at all, you can't touch anyone at all with such a black head and a blind chicken, you can only summon the wolf. So what to do? Easy to do! You don't know where the troops are loosely managed, I know! I know where all those logistical repairs and supplies are, and I'll just take you there.

Brother Battle, you pull us all up, and I'll give you the money for the car when it arrives. We soldiers didn't lie to you, did we? You won't be able to make any more money if you go where I'll show you, just slap me in the face......,...... Anti-aircraft machine gun cartridge casings? What's the matter? Brother, I'll get you a sack!

Battle waved his hand: Brother, hurry up and get in the car, don't mention the car money with me, our Mongolian men can pee three feet away in the wind......

A large crowd of people, including the captives, were crammed into the Simmons mattress of the mobile gun carriage, and the two chicks in the crowd were shivering and heckled. Iveco made a large arc along the edge of the exercise area and drove frantically in the direction of the headquarters of the Red Army division, along the way people stopped driving, and the soldiers of the special service company took turns driving. On the empty prairie, the accelerator pedal can't wait to step into the tank.

Tellitzer, a former second-class police officer at the Hanover Police Department in Germany, should be asked to see how the Chinese drove an Iveco out of the speed of a Porsche.

The eyes of the six captives ranged from anger at first, to despair, to pleading. Especially the 'fat engineer' who has had a conversation with Jiushan, obviously has something to say. But Jiushan didn't want to listen to them, and he didn't pick up the stinky socks in his mouth all the time.

Jiushan said to the fat engineer: "I'm really sorry, it's all for the drill, it's all for the mission." It's not that I don't want to hear you, it's that I don't dare to listen to you. You are all engineers and leaders, and you may know a few of our old leaders and leaders over the years of joining the army. As soon as you say it, we will be in trouble, and it is not a matter of letting it go. Let you go, I belong to the enemy without permission, don't let it go, offend the old chief, I simply don't listen to anything. Bear with it, you will be comfortable when you arrive at our division headquarters, you are all experts from above, no one laughs at you as a prisoner, it can only be said that the defense of the Blue Army is too cowardly. Grievances, when I go to the division headquarters, I ask you to drink and make amends......"

There was nothing to say to the captive, but along the way, Jiushan and Battle chatted enthusiastically. Battle slapped his chest loudly: Brother, go play a ha, go play with the two female dolls, brother, I don't want money, play two more ha. You're all going to play a joke......

After a whole day and a night, Iveco finally entered the garrison area of the Red Army. Relying on the identity and pass of his special service company, the mobile artillery truck traveled unhindered in the longing eyes of the officers and men at the various outposts, until it rushed to the entrance of the division headquarters in one breath and was stopped by the guard company.

Staff Officer Lin of the division headquarters, who got the news and came out to greet him, was taken aback when he saw the fat engineer who was being escorted by Jiushan.

- "Master Xiang, why are you here?" ”