Eight wind does not move

"If you have a problem with our approach, you write it directly on your crappy report, don't shut me up now."

The wind in the uninhabited area of ​​Altun Mountain is quite strong. Because of the lack of shelter and the desertification of the land, the wind and sand are very strong, and the face is stinging. In such an environment, no one is willing to get out of the car and stay, but The broken car got stuck in the quicksand, and all the people in the car had to get out of the car. Zhou Hang went down first to try to put a wooden board under the wheel, but half of them sank with one foot.

Half of his body was in the mud, Jiang Yu took his hand, and barely pulled Zhou Hang up. Zhou Hang half knelt on the ground and panted heavily. The war correspondents who came spoke harshly.

The reporter's name was Wu Tong, and he was squatting on the ground in embarrassment at this time, and was splashed with mud all over his body.

Because Fang Shunjie's tour exhibition is being carried out across the country, it has received a lot of response, and now the topic of protection in Hoh Xil has become more popular, and reporters have rushed to interview hot spots one after another.

The protection station will give great support to anyone who is willing to come to the protection station for publicity, but this reporter named Wu Tong is not young and has a strange temper. He is said to be a war reporter, but he has no such Zhou Hang originally imagined that he had experienced life and death with a bold temperament, and he always liked to frequently say some sarcastic remarks towards the work of the protection station in a bystander's attitude.

Jiang Yu gave Zhou Hang a wink, signaling to Zhou Hang not to talk too much, while glancing at Wu Tong coldly,

Half a day later, the mountain patrol team can continue to move forward. This time they went deep into the no-man's land of Altun Mountain. Recently, Jiang Yu paid for some equipment, including this modified LC80 stuck in the mud.The patrol route this time is relatively long, even going deep into Altun Mountain, Jiang Yu has never driven the road here, so he had to hire a local driver as a driver.Although Zhou Hang could understand Tibetan, he couldn't understand a single word these drivers said.

Running all the way, the deeper you go, the more you are out of the jurisdiction of the protection station. From time to time, there will be large pieces of antelope carcasses, the skin is peeled off, revealing the scarlet flesh, and there are wheels in the middle, but it seems that it was a long time ago Yes, I guess I won't be able to catch up.

In the evening, the mountain patrol team decided to camp and rest on the spot. At eight o'clock, the sky was still bright, but the weather was obviously cold. Zhou Hang didn't want to see Wu Tong, so he offered to pick up some cow dung to light the fire, and left the team .

This is the world where the buffaloes are hidden. There are only wild grass and soil. To make a fire, you have to pick up cow dung. Zhou Hang walked a long way, picked up half of the bag, and was thinking about going back when he looked up and saw a vast fire cloud in the sky. Lie down and waste time.

There is always a very beautiful sky here. When it is approaching the cloudy sky in the evening, it feels like the clouds are growing close to the bottom, and people can't tell where they are for a while.

Zhou Hang stretched out his hand, and suddenly had some incredible thoughts, for example, dying here seems to be an excellent destination.

It is probably the closest place to the kingdom of heaven. When you close your eyes, the soul seems to have been separated from the body and has no worries.

The clear sense of touch reminded Zhou Hang of the real situation. The wind is stinging, and the wind in Hoh Xil has always been like this. There are some indistinguishable sounds in the wind, like the panting of some animals.

What animal sound is it?Zhou Hang couldn't figure it out, if Bai Guangpin sat next to him, he might be able to introduce him.

Suddenly a shadow on the ground covered Zhou Hang, and the setting sun pulled the shadow very long.

"Baby, you should be a little more polite to that Wu Tong." Jiang Yu said, he embraced Zhou Hang from behind with both hands, and Zhou Hang felt the pistol on Jiang Yu's waist against his back. When did the other party start to follow him? Zhou Hang didn't bother to think about it, anyway, Captain Jiang was used to doing whatever he wanted.

"I really can't understand him, it's fine if he doesn't help, he's a complete burden, and he's always acting weird on the sidelines."

"Hey, bear it, we all bear it, after all, Keke Xil needs people like them."

Jiang Yu's tone was mostly helpless, so Zhou Hang had no choice but to nod, and continued to look down at the distance.

"Where are the brothers?"

"Camping."

"Team Jiang, it's fine if I'm lazy here, but you're lazy too." Zhou Hang patted Jiang Yu's butt jokingly: "Go and help me, and help me carry that bag of cow dung back with me."

Jiang Yu squatted down and tapped Zhou Hang's forehead with his finger: "What about you, are you sitting here waiting to freeze to death at night? Slacker."

"The clothes I fell into the mud today haven't dried out yet, and I'm so pissed off by this surname Wu, let me rest here for a while." Zhou Hang shook his head, looking quite comfortable, looking at the clouds for a while, and for a while Look up at Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu's smile is always so seductive, there is a cute little bracket at the corner of his mouth, Zhou Hang couldn't help reaching out and poking the little bracket.

He felt the other person's face tremble slightly, and then his lips were suddenly covered with warm softness.

Jiang Yu's kiss was too passionate, Zhou Hang couldn't remember how long it was since they kissed like this.

This reminded him of their countless kisses in the wilderness. He didn't know which one, maybe every time, every time was unforgettable.

Evening death is enough, isn't it?

Dinner was not ready until after dark, and the temperature was too low at night, so everyone gathered around the fire. They wanted to eat some dry food to make a living, but the temperature was too low. Jiang Yu said that he still wanted to cook something together Warm up your body.

"Can you get used to it?" Jiang Yu looked very ugly when he saw Wu Tong eating dry food, but he lowered his head and ate it without saying a word.

"Can you only eat this kind of food for a month?"

"Otherwise, you can't eat protected animals." Jiang Yu smiled softly, and responded: "There should be only mice here that are not protected animals."

Seeing that the other party's expression was not good-looking, Jiang Yu added with a smile: "But sometimes you really can only catch mice and eat them."

Wu Tong frowned even tighter, spread out a notebook, and tremblingly wrote something on it.

Zhou Hang couldn't help asking: "What is this?"

"My personal essay." Wu Tong replied, "I want to publish another one by myself."

Hearing this, Zhou Hang didn't know what to say for a while. He really felt a little uncomfortable. He felt that he and Fang Shunjie were the same, and they just used Hoh Xil as a springboard for his career.

After all, in this world, there are not many selfless and dedicated fools like the gang in their protection station.

Zhou Hang began to feel sleepy. After the clothes on his body got wet, he didn't know if they were completely dry, but now they were cold and sticky to his body, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

"Go to sleep." A strong touch came from his left hand, and Jiang Yu took advantage of the night to hold Zhou Hang's hand tightly.

Jiang Yu's side face was on the dark side, and most of it was blocked by the hood, so Zhou Hang couldn't see him.

The bonfire made a slight crackling sound, and the rough temperature on the back of the hand was deeper than the skin, and it was warm along the blood vessels all the way to the heart.

He felt that he fell asleep before closing his eyes, and sank into the deep darkness without dreams, so the brother on guard called the siren, the smell of gunpowder smoke from the earth bomb hitting the slope, and he stood up abruptly Jiang Yu, who yelled to evacuate separately and drew his gun from his waist, flashed like a vague montage in Zhou Hang's memory.