Chapter 1720: Opening Up Ideas

This is a mountain pass on a cliff, with an altitude of more than 4,500 meters.

Duojie and others climbed up and looked down the cliff with binoculars.

They saw three cars galloping in the distance, herds of Tibetan antelopes fleeing in all directions, faintly hearing weak gunshots, and seeing the running Tibetan antelopes falling down one by one.

"You saw it, the situation in Bolamula is like this. They come in once, and a group of sheep is gone. It's hateful!" Duojie gritted his teeth.

Wang Yan also looked with binoculars. At this time, it was the end of the hunt. The other side had stopped the car to camp and was preparing to cook, while some people were also carrying knives to start peeling.

Hearing Wang Yan not speaking, Duojie waved his hand: "It will take more than 30 miles for us to go down the mountain and go over. It will be dark soon, let's go, let's try to catch them before dark."

Everyone got in the car, and the two cars ran down the mountain one after another.

Knowing that there would be a fight in a while, the atmosphere in the car was very relaxed, without any tension, and instead asked Wang Yan.

"College student, you also saw their weapons, they are either AK or Type 56. There will definitely be gunshots in a while, are you afraid?" Sangba, who was driving, had the heart to look back at Wang Yan's reaction.

"Of course not afraid, I am quite excited. Duojie, can you give me a gun? Let me shoot a few times?" Wang Yan took the initiative to ask, "My marksmanship is really good."

Duojie and others accepted Wang Yan very much at this time. In the past few days, everyone lived together day and night. Wang Yan was always crisp and neat, not pretentious at all, climbing mountains and crossing rivers, pushing cars and suffering, and could make a delicious meal for everyone in a simple environment. The whole mountain patrol experience was simply several times better, and it felt like an outing.

And Wang Yan is also very good at telling stories. Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Journey to the West, etc., not to mention, there are various folk stories, gods and ghosts, etc., and even picking up a stone from the ground, Wang Yan can directly date it, starting from hundreds of millions of years ago, which really provided everyone with full value in the boring and bitter mountain patrol process, and the mountain patrol experience was several times easier, and it felt like an outing.

Duojie nodded with a smile: "Let you shoot a few shots with my rifle."

"College student, when the bullets fly around, don't be scared to pee your pants, I will laugh at you," Sangba laughed.

Zacuo stood up for Wang Yan: "The college student put you down with one hand, and you still laugh at him? Only high mountains can talk to another high mountain, Sangba, you are a dirt hill."

Sangba fought back without showing weakness: "You are a big pit! You are cow dung!"

Amidst the noise, the motorcade successfully drove down the mountain and turned to rush towards the poaching gang.

"It looks like it's going well today," Duojie said.

"Is there a time when it's not smooth?"

Zacuo said: "Of course there is. At first, we were not familiar with the road. We found the poaching gang and wanted to go over, but we got stuck on the way. We tossed for a long time before we were okay. When we went over, the poaching gang had already left. Do you know what makes people most angry?"

Wang Yan pondered and said: "That group of people came over to show off?"

"Exactly, this group of bastards just wants to go to hell. Neither the mountain god nor the Buddha will forgive them," Zacuo checked his weapons fiercely, "Follow me later, don't be impulsive, don't be afraid, bullets won't hit brave people."

Duojie shook his head: "You hide behind the car, pay attention when shooting, don't hit our own people."

He hadn't seen Wang Yan shoot, so he dared to leave his back to Wang Yan. People on the plateau have coarser nerves. Of course, this also has the reason that Wang Yan himself is very reliable. Even if he can't shoot well, he won't shoot his own people...

Between the words, the two cars had already driven close.

The poaching gang had also discovered the movement long ago, urgently started the car to block it as cover, loaded the gun, and waited strictly. The people who cut the skin on the ground also stopped work and hid behind the car.

"In Bolamula, don't trust anyone. Look at their nervous appearance, they are afraid that it is a peer coming to eat black, and it won't take two days for someone to die here to return to the embrace of the mountain god. Relatively speaking, our mountain patrol team at least won't take their lives," Duojie still didn't forget to tell Wang Yan about the situation when he was about to fight.

At this time, the other car that had been following accelerated, and by the time those poachers fired warning shots, it was already about 150 meters away. The two cars were slanted, and everyone quickly got out of the car and hid behind the car.

Duojie leaned out and shouted: "We are from the mountain patrol team, put down your weapons and surrender, the government will definitely handle it leniently!"

You can clearly hear a burst of hahaha laughter from the opposite side, followed by bullets greeting like raindrops.

"Shoot!" Duojie ordered, and the mountain patrol team members all fired.

Wang Yan took Duojie's Type 56 semi-automatic rifle, loaded it, fired two shots first to find the trajectory, and then aimed with one eye seriously, hiding at the position of the car head.

At a distance of 150 or 160 meters, even if the rifle is used, it is a waste of shooting. Especially since the poachers have sufficient ammunition, they don't let go of the trigger, and the bullets swoosh, not many hit the car.

Relatively speaking, the mountain patrol team has poor conditions, and they are more careful when firing. The accuracy is stronger than the opposite side. But it is limited. After all, people can't see clearly, so it's not easy to hit.

Zacuo was distracted and glanced at Wang Yan, seeing that he was still aiming, and was about to open his mouth to urge, when he saw Wang Yan pull the trigger.

With a bang, Zacuo subconsciously looked over, and saw a person who had just got into the car in the distance fall to the ground.

"Hit! Hit!" Zacuo cheered, as if he had hit it.

Duojie had been by Wang Yan's side, holding a small pistol, and didn't fire much. At this moment, he also patted Wang Yan on the shoulder heavily, saying it was not bad. This was the first battle loss of both sides in two or three minutes of fighting.

"I said my marksmanship is good."

Wang Yan laughed, and then continued to aim.

He had already restrained himself quite a bit. If he exerted his full strength, the opposite side would not be hit by one, but would be lying on the ground.

He tried his best to control, not to show it too quickly and shockingly. This time the aiming speed was much faster, and he fired again in less than a minute.

The one hit was a poacher who had already sat in the driver's seat, and the purpose was very clear: don't let them run!

In this vast no-man's-land, without a car, the possibility of them running out is minimal. The journey is long, the climate is changeable, and they can't go far with a pair of legs before disappearing.

Seeing that two were knocked out, and they were the drivers, the poachers didn't laugh anymore, realized the seriousness of the problem, poured more fierce firepower, and arranged for people to continue to get into the car, wanting to run away.

After they got into the car, Wang Yan aimed just right, pulled the trigger, and hit the person in the driver's seat, increasing the difficulty of the poachers driving.

By the time the three cars had people in the driver's seat, the poachers' counterattack was weak. They couldn't fight and couldn't run. If they continued to fight, they would be directly killed by the sharpshooter. On the contrary, surrendering could save their lives. The mountain patrol team represented the government after all, although they couldn't avoid being kicked and punched.

"Don't fight! Surrender!"

"Surrender!"

"We surrender!"

The fighting will of the poaching gang disintegrated, and this encounter in the no-man's-land was declared over.

Duojie commanded everyone to approach the car with experience, still slanting forward, so that the poachers were all in sight, and also covering the people holding guns behind the car.

Until they were close, they picked up the weapons thrown by the poaching gang on the ground, searched them one by one, and confiscated things like pistols and knives.

Poachers are cunning. Duojie has dealt with them many times and experienced more things, so he might not have seen a tank, but he has engaged in infantry-tank coordination...

Lao Han, He Qingyuan and others got ropes and handcuffs to control these people. In the process, they pushed and shoved and cursed. If anyone was unconvinced, they kicked them twice, and the scene was quickly controlled.

The three in the driver's cab were dragged out, and there was one who was hit by Wang Yan first. The four lay together, two of them had dull eyes and were dying, and the other two were pale, with pleading in their eyes.

"These four people can't live..." Duojie shook his head and looked at the situation of the four, "Are you not afraid?"

"Nothing to be afraid of," Wang Yan said, "It's really uncomfortable to watch the same kind die, but thinking they deserve to die, I don't feel anything. After all, they didn't soften their hands when they fired at us. Life and death are determined by fate, and no one can blame others for dying."

He Qingyuan sighed: "You are a god of killing, college student. You killed four people the first time you entered the mountains. We haven't killed many until now."

"Good aim, and this is the plateau. It's not easy to live if the bullet doesn't hit the vital point," Lao Han took a sip of wine on the side, easing the tension just now.

After chatting for a few words, watching the four of them die, Duojie said: "We can't get out today, let's camp here, and go out of the mountains early tomorrow morning. Deal with the four of them, those sheep..."

The Tibetan antelopes can only be exposed to the wilderness like this. They can't settle dozens of sheep, so they can only wait to return to nature. As for the four dead people, they poured some gasoline on them and cremated them, which is considered the mountain patrol team being decent enough.

Wang Yan started to prepare dinner on the spot, borrowing things from the poaching gang and the food they brought themselves.

Duojie was not far away, smoking and interrogating the poachers. What is the name, where is the home, how long have you been doing it, how much money have you earned, who have you sold to, and asked if you know any big bosses of smuggling.

People play tricks and tell lies, resist other people's interrogation, and avoid things that are unfavorable to themselves. This is the natural instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. So even if they have been controlled, even if this is a no-man's-land where someone dies and the body can't be found, these poachers are full of lies.

But when it comes to other people's problems, there is really more content.

The leading poacher is named Daji, who came from Tianduo City, and his Mandarin is better than Duojie's.

He said: "Our supplies are supplied by people in Maji County, weapons and ammunition are all available, it is a person named Awang, he has connections in Tianduo."

Facing Duojie's inquiry about sales, he said: "In the dog market in Tianduo, there is a Boss Liu there, our skins are all sold to him. Boss Liu settles accounts very quickly, and he gives cash on the spot every time, never caring. I know there are two other groups of people, all shipping there."

After asking almost enough, Duojie came to Wang Yan and shared a cigarette with Wang Yan who was busy with a big meal.

"You heard it all. Such people are rogues, and there is no reason to talk about. Talking about their own affairs, they don't admit it at all, just saying it's only this time. We fine, if we fine too much, they would rather not give it, if we fine too little, it doesn't hurt or itch, damn it..."

Wang Yan was grilling lamb chops with a cigarette in his mouth: "We don't have law enforcement power, even if we are given the power to fine, it's still not hard. I think we should pull the public security to work together."

"You say!"

"Not to mention anything else, just this Awang, our mountain patrol team can't handle it. But according to the confession of Daji just now, the public security can arrest Awang. And Daji, he said himself that he shipped goods to Boss Liu several times, let our public security touch with the public security there, and seal his house, and freeze the money.

When the time comes, bring his wife and children over to visit the prison, he dares not give money? After that, the county and the city will divide it, and our mountain patrol team will divide it with the county. The county is big, but 10,000 or 20,000 is also money, isn't this also opening up sources for the county?

Also, the Boss Liu in Tianduo, our mountain patrol team has no reason to go over to arrest people, and no such power. But let the county's public security enforce the law across regions, go to Tianduo and detain people back, is that okay? Once people are in our hands, can't we handle him?

This kid collects skins, and selling them up is thousands of yuan per skin. How much money must he have? Or he has no money, he is just a small person in front of the stage, but as long as he is caught, are you afraid of not finding the people behind?"

The so-called positive and evil are used for my own use. If a poor place wants to develop, it must naturally do whatever it takes. If the ideas are not opened, how can you make money?

And because the subject is different, it is nothing more than pushing and pulling, and the city will criticize the leading cadres. Since they are all leading cadres, isn't it normal to take responsibility? It can be completely said that there are no serious consequences.

But if it is an individual, it is different. If it is not done well, it will really be caught and go to jail. This is the difference between internal and external chasms. Different subjects, different responsibilities.

Duojie's eyes glowed, and then he shook his head repeatedly to wake up: "No, this matter, Secretary Chen and Magistrate Lin are afraid they will not agree. I estimate that Director Shi Long of the county public security will not cooperate either. He is a steady person and will definitely not be willing to do such things that take responsibility."

"Then there is only one way."

"What way?"

Wang Yan said slowly: "Let Bai Ju take us to arrest people, Bai Ju is public security, and when we turn back, we will throw everything to the county. First act and then report, and they have no choice."

"No, no!" Duojie waved his hand without thinking, "That's not harming Bai Ju, harming people is something we can't do. I'd better go back and discuss with the secretary and them, see what their opinions are.

But you, this college student, really let me look at you with admiration. You shoot accurately, you don't change your face when you kill people, and now you can think of such an idea..."

"Leader, you look like an honest person with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a hero like an eagle on the plateau, I didn't expect you to scold people so ugly."

Duojie reacted, and also understood Wang Yan's meaning, and couldn't help laughing loudly: "What I said is sincere, I have been doing it for more than two years, and I haven't thought of your idea."

Wang Yan didn't argue, continued to cook, and served everyone...

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