MTL - 2013-Chapter 71 Fanwai · Glacier (on)

Chapter 71 Fanwai Glacier (1)

February 9, 2014.

During the coldest year of the year, this winter came very late and did not begin to cool until December. We crossed the Yangtze River Basin and wanted to bypass the Bashu Basin and enter Daocheng Aden, and then go to Tibet on the way.

It is said that the spring in Daocheng Aden is the most beautiful spring in the world. Wild flowers swept the entire grassland, and the Three Gods Mountain, thousands of miles away, pierced the horizon with white snow.

Cassia wanted to come here when he was very young, so we first arrived in Kangding and then went to Daocheng County.

Halfway through, a sudden strong wind brought the cold current southward, and the lake was frozen overnight, and Mengmen and Cassia had different degrees of altitude sickness. The road was slippery and difficult to walk. After the snow storm passed, our car broke down.

What a godsend ... The steel ball in the clutch didn't know when it fell out and stopped all the way, but it was not found. It is estimated that when I hit the mountain road a few days ago, I bumped it, and finally the whole clutch fell out of the car body and rolled down the cliff.

The car can no longer be driven and you have to find new parts to replace it, otherwise the mountain road here is too dangerous.

It is close to Daocheng, but Cassia and Mongolia have different degrees of altitude sickness. Decided that I did not know how to have a sudden altitude sickness, it may be because the body is too weak.

What's more troublesome is that Meng Yun also has a severe cold and a half-dead look. From this, it can be seen that the stronger the person, the less reliable it is.

"Liu Ying!" Meng Yan could not bear it, and finally roared, "Can't you always discredit me!"

Liu snapped the diary and said, "Is there something wrong?"

Meng Yan: "I would have caught a cold if I squatted down with a mountain breeze and helped you disassemble the clutch for more than two hours?"

Liu Yan: "..."

Meng Yun: "..."

Meng Xie sneezed and sprayed Liu Xie's saliva. Liu Xie turned expressionlessly to find a towel, and Meng Xuan fussed about pulling paper.

Zhang Huan said, "Do you remember before you came up? People in the Chengdu Military Region said that one month ago, someone had received a post-war mission, and the army also sent volunteers to the Kangding area. Now most of them have arrived in Daocheng and can ask for help."

Liu Yan: "Let's go then, look there."

The car couldn't drive, and with two sick numbers, Cassia had a fever, but even the fever was very seductive, his face was red, and he leaned on a chair and panted.

Meng Yun was sick, like a dull bear, crawled into the room and took out his military jacket, put it on slowly, took a felt hat, and a weak look around his scarf.

"My entire head is buzzing ..." Cassia groaned. "This alien is so fierce."

"It's okay, this is a plateau reaction." Zhang Ye smiled. "Dad will find you some safflower and sedum. Just eat it."

Liu Ye said: "Lieutenant Meng Ye, please lie down for me. Don't mess with me at this time." He gave Meng Ye a kick and kicked him back to the sofa.

Meng Yun: "Well, my head is also buzzing ... it will hurt me."

Liu Xie can knock Meng Xun on one kick. This is a thing that has never happened before. He was overjoyed. Meng Xun just got up and Liu Xie kicked him again.

Meng Yun: "..."

Liu Yan laughed and turned and fled.

After a while, the four agreed that Liu Ye and Zhang Ye went out for support, and Cassia and Meng Ye remained in the car.

"Trouble you, deciding." Liu Yan said: "As long as you are responsible for optimizing Mongolian, don't let him run around. If necessary, you can play with him for a while. Don't play Superman vs. Ultraman or Ultraman Come after me, wait for physical games, and try to focus on simple desktop entertainment. "

Cassia yelled: "I see ... you will come back soon."

Two hours after Liu Ye and Zhang Ye left.

Meng Yan: "Dear, Shu Xi will hug you to the balcony to see the goldfish."

Cassia drew drawings on the table, looked up and gave a blinding glance.

Meng Yan: "Dear, Shu Xi will give you a lollipop."

Cheng Ming's face was calm and he continued to paint without looking up.

Meng Yun: "You can't do this, dear."

Cassia threw the drawing and said, "Enough!"

Beng Meng slumped, holding the cheeks to watch the drawing of Ming Dynasty, his face was boring.

"Look at your picture book, uncle." Jue Ming was unhappy.

Meng Yun said regretfully and reluctantly: "Shu Xi now doesn't like the beauty of big waves, and Liu Ye's influence has reduced her life.

Cassia: "..."

Cassia: "Play chess, be good."

Meng Yun thought for a while, took out a box of chess from the table, Chuhe Hanjie, and put a flag: "I use red, I use black."

Cassia: "Well, let you stay on the sidelines."

Meng Yun: "Let me have two cars, a horse and a cannon."

Jue Ming nodded slightly, one hand and Meng Xun played chess, the other hand continued to draw his mechanical structure design drawings, stopped painting, and sometimes flipped through the materials.

Meng Yun: "Do you respect your opponents, okay? Dear, disregarding the enemy will lead to a terrible defeat."

Cassia: "General."

Meng Yun: "..."

Cassia: "Draw a car, then General."

Meng Yun: "!!!"

Cassia: "Continue to."

Meng Yun was dumbfounded looking at the bunch of pawns around his old coach and the perfect hindsight.

"I'm also General!" Meng Yan growled, "Don't look down on people like this!"

Meng Yan lost the flowers and was overwhelmed, and decided, "Come on again, I was wrong."

Monk: "What's wrong with you?"

Cassia lays the chessboard expressionlessly. This time Meng Yan wins and kills Cassia.

Meng Yun felt even more depressed.

Cassia said: "Okay, I've played chess. Go find a pastime by yourself. Good, I'm going to draw a picture."

Meng Yun held the box of chess to draw a circle around the corner, and his life was miserable and gloomy.

"Did you know?" Meng Yun looked at Jue Ming, intending to say something to regain his place, thought for a long time, and said, "Without us, life is boring."

Cassia drew the picture without raising his head: "Oh, I have always found my life boring, and aliens don't talk to me now."

Meng Yan: "You are all geniuses, um, they are usually dragged, but dear! Once you get to bed ..."

Cassia: "..."

Meng Yun: "You will not be able to pull up anymore, and it will become 'Woohoo ... Dad, forgive me, I am going to die woohoo ... Dad, please slow down ah ah oh oh oh ... daddy I like it so much ... Come in quickly, come in ... 'Oh yes, Liu Ye has been wondering why you have a plateau reaction, your dad is really not human! At four kilometers above sea level, I still have to circle you at night Fork, this high physical exertion is the culprit of your hypoxia! "

Cassia faceless, put down his pen, and looked at Meng Yun.

Meng Yan: "As for Liu Ye, it's' Ah, ah, I was wrong ... don't do this, it's too big ... no, wait ... eh like it ... Meng Yun, don't leave me, love to die is you……'."

Meng Xun said, "Then I asked him if you were good or not, obedient? Otherwise, Shu Xi would not move, Master Liu Yi had to ask me to move."

"Mechanics can't solve all your needs, understand? Only courting your husband is the most important thing."

"Oh." Cassia said: "But Uncle Meng, I don't think it's necessary to please my husband. Machinery can solve all the problems in this world."

Monk: "?"

Decided: "For example, we only need a fully-automatic controllable speed mechanical motor with a roulette, and then we assemble the wood pole on the edge of the roulette to achieve the conversion from rotation to linear motion. After the machine is turned on, there will be a poke, a poke. The amplitude and frequency can be adjusted. "

Meng's expression became very exciting.

Cascade: "Liu Ye called this" gun machine ". We put a silicone **** that simulates anthropology on the end of the stick. The person lay down on a chair and posed, opened the machine, and enjoyed it. This kind of gun As long as the machine is constantly powered, its simple resonance frequency is uniform, like a pile driver that will never fatigue. Nor will it be half required to change your posture. You only need to change it when you want to change your posture. Posture. Not to mention a lot of strange, sour feet to let the gunner piling while watching ... Anyway, unless it is powered off, it will keep poking until you are satisfied. "

Meng Yun: "No, you are going to make such a machine ?!"

Jue Ming added: "It was mentioned by Liu Ye accidentally. At present, there is no such idea, but maybe it will be in the future. He also said that this person can add a music function to the piling cannon machine, such as lyric Songs and rock and roll, use music beats to achieve fake meat sticks that are faster and slower. This is the extension of the use of the ipod's own music **** function. Liu Ye is a genius inventor of industrial design. ! "

Meng Yan said coldly: "Yes, you can try to play the eighth set of radio gymnastics, throw onion songs, international songs or something, and then enjoy your small gun machine."

Cassia said: "The good thing about the machine is that it won't stop halfway and stop and ask you, 'Are you comfortable?' "Daddy, these, or" Please ask me, please me, please ask me to work harder ... "As long as the machine is maintained and overhauled, it will not play tricks ..."

Meng Yun: "Yes, that's it!"

Cassia and Meng Yun were relatively speechless. Cassia continued to draw his head down, and Meng Luo lost another round and was greatly hit, muttering something in his mouth, and climbed to the sofa to sleep.

Six hours later, the Sichuan-Tibet Highway was covered with thick ice, and the sky and the sky were boundless. The wind was a little lighter. On the bare black ground in the distance, a few yaks were grazing with young yaks. Liu Ye glanced at the miniature locator and said, "There are more than twenty kilometers."

Zhang Huan pointed to his heart and said, "Walk slowly and travel at a constant speed, and it is not easy to react to altitude sickness."

Zhang Huan was wearing a long trench coat with a gun on his back. His long figure appeared to be very healthy in the snow and wind, and Liu Ye was confined in the coat of Mongolian Army, only that the cold wind was pouring into his neck all the time.

A white scarf floated in the wind, and the mountains were covered with prayer flags in the distance. Liu Ye said, "There are still people here."

Zhang Ye smiled: "Tibetans rarely leave their hometown, and it is estimated that this zombie tide has not affected the two things.

The two walked slowly along the side of the road, Zhang Jian whispered, and walked towards several little yaks.

The yak is not afraid of people. He looks at Zhang Huan with beautiful eyes.

Zhang Ye smiled and patted his head. Liu Ye stood up and raised his camera to take a picture. He suddenly lowered it again curiously. When he saw Zhang Ye bowed, he turned the snow where the yak turned the plants to eat.

"Yes!" Zhang Huan pulled out a few small medicinal herbs and said, "Great."

Liu Yandao: "Is this it?"

Zhang Huan said, "I still need safflower, let's go over there and see."

He climbed up the steep stone peak with his bare hands, and Liu Ye looked down at him with a tremor, unable to help but said, "Be careful!"

Zhang Jian said: "It doesn't matter!"

Wearing a pair of thick gloves, Zhang Huan climbed to a height of ten meters, and found a cluster of herbs from the crack in the stone. With relief, he laughed, "Enough."

The snow in the Qianli Plateau was quiet, Zhang Ye sat down on a stone, took off his gloves, sighed, watched Liu Ye smiled, and touched his head.

Liu Yan: "I'm not your son! Don't be so stupid!"

Zhang Ye smiled and took out the solid fuel and stove, made a fire, and boiled the herbs.

"After you eat it, you can temporarily make your blood vessels dilate and resist altitude sickness," Zhang said. "It will be useful in about half an hour."

Liu Ye nodded and asked, "Aren't you cold?"

Zhang Huan waved his hand and said, "I was in Tibet when I was a soldier.

Liu Yan's eyebrows moved, and he understood that Zhang Jian's dark complexion was originally on the plateau and came from UV exposure.

Zhang Huan said, "Or you can send them the medicine first, and I continue to move forward."

Liu Ye opened the map, compared the locator, and said, "No, it's too dangerous to leave you alone. It's getting dark, so it's not reliable to go back in this way."

Zhang Huan took the iron mug and drank some medicine himself, and said, "Let's go. You should be able to arrive in Daocheng today."

Liu Ye said, "It's ten kilometers away ... what's that in the communicator?"

Zhang He slightly hesitated, saying, "The headquarters only said that the situation in the East Tibet area is unclear. It was almost isolated from the world during the large-scale evacuation of the country more than a year ago. After the first rescue team arrived, it entered Tibet from Kangding. It was found that few people were infected, and the local residents were reluctant to leave. The search and rescue team could only ignore it for the time being. "

Liu Ye looked up and said, "Nobody seems to clean up the zombies now."

Zhang Jian nodded: "There are no five-star red flags hanging on the radio tower, but Ganzi is hanging. Only near Daocheng or an unknown area. Have you brought the bacteria tube and antibody needle?"

Liu Ye: "Yes, but there are only six needles, but there is a small disinfection tank and incubator, which can be remade with our blood after use."

The flags have been cleared on all the land that has been cleaned and confirmed to be safe. The security here is unknown.

Zhang Ye said, "But there are already volunteers to investigate the follow-up tasks."

Liu Yan: "I'm afraid volunteers can't cope with emergencies."

Zhang Huan said: "The volunteers are from the army and are said to be retired soldiers."

Liu Ye licked his lips and nodded. The two walked on the snow field for a while, and it gradually darkened, and finally arrived at Daocheng at night.

The whole Daocheng shrouded in quietness, like a dead city in the night, the city was empty and there were no half people.

Zhang Qian raised his hand, motioned Liu Qian to hide behind him, and said, "Be careful, I always think there is a problem here."

Liu Yan: "Volunteers are not here."

Liu Ye lowered his head and adjusted the electronic signal detector to expand the search range.

The cold wind at night roared through the city, and a thick layer of ice was formed on all the buildings. The sound of the wind was like weeping ghosts in the abyss.

"There is no one here." Zhang Huan came out of the hospital.

Liu Ye stood in the middle of the road and said: "There is an electronic signal nearby, in the northwest of 12 kilometers away ..."

"Be careful!" Zhang Ye growled.

Liu Ye immediately rolled on the spot. Zhang Ye took up his sniper sniper and slammed a wild leopard in the air, flying straight.

Liu Ye could not stop breathing, Zhang Ye said, "Come here."

The leopard came out to look for food in the winter, so hungry that he was skinny, Zhang Jian bowed his head and looked up, and at the same time he heard the noisy vocal from the distance.

There was a flash of torches in the distance, and at the end of the street, the man's voice shouted. The sound of footsteps, and the sound of the motor of the jeep.

Dozens of people rushed out of the alley in an instant, each holding a gun. Liu Ye said, "Zhang Ye!"

Zhang Jian said: "Don't be nervous, let me negotiate!"

There are more and more people, there are hundreds of people, and the noise is complicated, each holding a torch. Liu Ye glanced around and saw that he and Zhang Ye had been surrounded. It was expected that the gunshot that had just touched the residents hiding in the dark.

All around were men, wearing beasts, gowns, thick trousers, and leather boots. There is also a black sarong from shoulder to waist, and the corner of the sarong is placed on the side of the leg. This is the Tibetan costume.

For the first young man, he spoke a few words of Tibetan fiercely and heard two syllables.

Young man: "Nima! Nima!"

Liu Yan: "..."

The crowd said fiercely, "Nima! Nima!"

People around were rushing up, Liu Ye took a half step back, put his hand into the coat's pocket, held the grenade, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Zhang Yan groaned for a moment, then his voice was clear and he answered something.

Liu Yan raised his eyebrows, Zhang Yan whispered, "Ask us who we are."

Liu Yan: "Answer they are from the army."

Zhang Ye said, "I have answered that it is a tourist."

Liu Ye nodded: "It doesn't matter." When he spoke, he turned around again, back to back with Zhang Huan, glanced at the entire crowd, thought quickly, and looked for all clues to infer what was going on here.

The young man said a few more words, his voice was cold, and Zhang Ye translated, "Let's go with them."

Liu Yan immediately said: "Wait!"

"You." Liu Ye politely pointed at someone in the crowd. He found a breakthrough in a short time and said, "What's your name? My name is Liu Ye."

The surrounding Tibetans shook their expressions and whispered. The man pointed at Liu Xie frowned and looked back. Liu Xie said, "I know you can speak Chinese, let's talk."

The girl asked, "How do you know? My name is Ram."

Ram said a few words to the Tibetans, and the crowd was quiet. Liu Ye said, "I found that there are no women in them. You are the only woman, and you will bring women out for one reason. You have a special role. . I guess it should be a translation. "

Ram: "I am Naxi, and I am with the Tibetans. What do you want to say?"

Liu Yan: "We don't have any malicious intentions. What happened here?"

Ram reminded everyone not to act rashly and looked at Liu Ye in disbelief. Liu Ye took the grenade out of his pocket, took a few steps forward, and placed it gently on the ground.

Ram said, "Did you see a child? Five years old, called Nima. It was Nathan's son." Said the young man headed by the Tibetans who looked at the head and surrounded them, signaled that Nason was him.

Liu Yan: "..."

With a little hesitation, Liu Ye whispered, Zhang Ye said, "Don't lie, the consequences of lying are very serious."

Liu Yan said: "No, he was lost?"

Ram said: "Has been taken away by someone with you."

Liu Yandao: "Since you can speak Chinese, why can't you tell who's who?"

Ram frowned, Liu Yan said: "There are others here? We have nothing to do with your enemies. You insulted me, please apologize."

Ram gestured, bowed slightly, and then said, "I'm sorry, but now we can't fully trust you. The same happened last time, which caused something very serious. You must first find a way to prove what you say is Really. "

Zhang Huan took out a document from his pocket and said, "We are a special service of the country and belong to the Marine Corps' K3 unit. There is proof here."

Liu Ye took the officer's certificate, and came forward to Ram, who took a glance at the fire. Liu Ye asked again, "Have you been here before? We are looking for another team of volunteers."

Ram said: "No."

Liu Yidao: "No one in Daocheng has been here? Ten, twenty or five."

"I don't know, but I haven't found it," Ram said.

Zhang Ye said: "This is impossible. The headquarters said that the volunteers had set off a month ago and must have arrived."

Liu Yidao: "How many people are there in your friend?"

Zhang Yan shook his head and said, "Nothing said."

The matter fell into an extremely troublesome situation, and Ram explained to Liu Ye and Zhang Ye. When the zombie tide broke out last year, a group of refugees entered the Tibetan area with guns, ammunition and material reserves.

Local residents welcomed them, and more and more people entered Daocheng to establish a stronghold to avoid zombies. Tourists and Tibetans began to clashed, and then raged.

Liu Ye was shocked and said, "You all ... didn't hear the radio? Why not wait for rescue?"

Ram said: "They don't trust the government."

Zhang Huan asked, "What about you? Don't you believe it?"

Ram said: "I am with Tibetan compatriots. After discussion, they feel that they cannot give up their hometown."

A few months later, two factions formed in this isolated place. After countless **** conflicts, the fugitives were driven out of Daocheng. They had a large number of guns, but they were still reluctant to abandon the Daocheng base.

The local residents, led by Nasang, gathered the entire Ganzi Prefecture, and thousands of people from Kangding to Daocheng fought against the fugitives.

The two sides kept fighting, the fugitives snatched supplies, swept Daocheng, and hoarded everything that could be eaten. After several battles, the local Tibetans temporarily abandoned the Daocheng stronghold and retreated to Nianqing Gongsonggongsongbo Nature Reserve.

The fugitive wanted to return to Daocheng, but Nasang laid an ambush near the outside of the city. With his familiarity with the terrain and a small number of soil shotguns, Tibetan knives, he ambushed the Han specifically.

In this way, no one can get Daocheng County.

The place where Liu Ye and Zhang Ye stood was the front line of the exchange of fire between the two sides.

Nasang's son "Nima" set off with the supply team yesterday and brought over his family's clothes to his father, but encountered a snowstorm halfway through and lost on the plateau. Now Tibetans are mobilizing people to search overnight, chasing all the way near Daocheng, and finding that mulberry's cold-proof clothes, but people do not know where they are going.

The only inference is that he was taken hostage by the fugitives.