Chapter 502: Mongolian Capital

Walking along the town, before leaving the town, Risong took Zhang Haotian and Zhou Xueman out of an alley and headed towards the northwest.

After walking about a kilometer, in the darkness, I had already seen a mountain in front of me. After a while, I saw a mesh wall made of iron wire. However, when I squatted, I actually penetrated the wire mesh. It turned out that a big hole had been cut there.

Zhang Haotian and Zhou Xueman hurriedly followed the Risong out. After walking about 300 meters, they saw a whistle tower about ten meters high in front of them. Two searchlights were shooting down alternately, and the sweeping place was as bright as daytime.

Na Risong whispered: "This is the border checkpoint of the Mongolians. They are illuminated by them and will shoot. Let's lie down and follow me."

As he said that, he had already lie on the ground and headed to the left, and soon the shadow disappeared.

Zhang Haotian and Zhou Xueman hurriedly followed him, and soon saw the moving back of Risong again. It turned out that this was a natural shallow groove that could just block the angle of the searchlight.

After crawling forward for about fifty meters, Zhang Haotian was a little worried about Zhou Xueman. When he looked back, he saw her following behind. Then he remembered that although she was a civilian in the police, she must have undergone the most basic training and should be better than ordinary women in terms of physical fitness and skills.

I felt relieved and continued to climb forward with the Risong. After about twenty minutes, I passed the whistle.

I stood up and walked forward for a while, and then I reached the foot of the mountain. That Risong pointed to the mountain and said, "This is Mount Uyala. There are roads. However, there are still posts on the road. We cannot walk on the right road, and we must turn down the mountain before dawn. Mr. Li should have no problem, but I am afraid Miss Chen will have some difficulties."

Zhou Xueman shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter, my health is not as bad as you imagined, go quickly."

Na Risong nodded, headed towards the left direction, and gradually climbed the mountain.

The road is definitely not easy to walk, but it is not as bad as Zhang Haotian imagined. Although the place to go up the mountain is not a straight road, a simple path has been dug by the Mongols who have come and gone. There are some iron piles for climbing in difficult places. However, the mountain is very high at an altitude and people with poor physical strength will indeed have great difficulties to climb over before dawn.

Zhang Haotian kept paying attention to Zhou Xueman, but saw that she was not as weak as she looked. After climbing for half an hour, she still did not fall behind. However, Risong and Zhang Haotian also deliberately slowed down a little.

While climbing, Zhang Haotian asked: "Brother Sun Song, are there many people walking on this road? You usually smuggled, can you climb like this with your cargo on your back?"

Although Risong was not young, his steps seemed quite steady and fast. He listened to Zhang Haotian's words and shook his head and said, "This road was past. At that time, there were not many goods on the backbone police on both sides. Now there were our people. A large number of goods were transported directly by trucks through the port, so few people walked on this road. However, if you cross the border, it would be safer to enter from here."

As he spoke, he had already passed the mountain. Zhang Haotian looked back and saw that Zhou Xueman's steps had begun to slow down. He knew that she was a woman after all. After climbing for so long, she must be insufficient in physical strength. At this time, he was just gritting his teeth and supporting him. He knew that Zhou Xueman was a woman with a soft outside and strong outside. He was afraid that she would insist stubbornly, so he said, "Brother Song, I was a little tired that day. Why not take a break? At our speed, can you turn over before dawn?"

Hearing this, Risong stopped and said, "Ms. Zhou is not bad, she is comparable to our Mongolian women. At this speed, there will be no problem."

Zhang Haotian leaned against a tree, took out a cigarette, handed him one and said, "Is the people from Inner Mongolia richer or the people from Outer Mongolia richer?"

That Risong lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth to smoke, saying, "Mongolia has a lot of resources, but these people don't know how to do business and don't know how to develop. During the Cultural Revolution, people from Outer Mongolia were better than those from Inner Mongolia. At that time, people from Inner Mongolia ran a lot. However, in the past ten years of reform and opening up, the country's policies towards our Mongolians were not bad, and people from Outer Mongolia gradually could not match. Those who ran over came back one after another, and began to use their familiarity with Mongolia to do business with them. There were so many people who made a fortune."

Zhou Xueman also stopped and sat on a stone, his chest kept undulating, and said, "Yes, now our country is strong, and Mongolia's parliament has received proposals to return to China for three consecutive years. However, because Russia still has a great political influence here, the proposal has not been passed. However, as long as China controls it with its economy, Mongolia will return to China, there is not hope."

After chatting for a while, the three of them continued to set off and went to the top of the mountain in one breath.

As the saying goes, "It is easy to go up the mountain, but it is difficult to go down the mountain." Although the road down the mountain has been opened, it is very steep and it is even more difficult to walk than going up the mountain. You have to use your legs and hands to prevent yourself from sliding down. Zhou Xueman was already out of breath and sweating like rain. Seeing this, Zhang Haotian quickly called out the Risong again, rested for a while, took out the water bag, and let Zhou Xueman drink it.

After ten minutes, continue walking. Under the dark moonlight, you can already see the flat ground below. In less than an hour, you should be able to go down the mountain.

However, when he arrived at a steep hillside, Risong and Zhang Haotian ran one after another. Then he heard a "Ouch" sound from behind. Zhang Haotian quickly turned around, but saw Zhou Xueman rolling down from the hillside. He quickly took a quick step, squatted down, took her in his arms, and said, "What's wrong with you, do you have to worry about it?"

Zhou Xueman was hugged tightly by him, and she felt panic in her heart and wanted to push him away, but a huge pain came from her feet. She couldn't help but moan softly, frowned and said, "Oh no, my right ankle seems to have been twisted."

Seeing this, Risong immediately said, "You can't waste time. Mr. Li, please carry Miss Chen quickly and we will rush down the mountain. The Mongolian sentry will patrol this area at dawn. If they encounter it, it will be troublesome."

Zhang Haotian agreed and carried Zhou Xueman behind without saying a word. Zhou Xueman also knew that if he met a Mongolian patrolman and was caught, his only choice was to be sent back to his country. Now he and Zhang Haotian are both wanted criminals. The border police who took over him would know that they would definitely not be able to escape after checking the Internet. She did not refuse at the moment, but raised her body slightly, not wanting to stick to Zhang Haotian's back tightly. However, between the downhill, her body could not be controlled, and she occasionally collided with Zhang Haotian's generous back.

At this moment, Zhang Haotian could clearly feel the softness of Zhou Xueman's chest, as well as the body fragrance and hair fragrance that came from her bath. His heart beat faster, but he quickly controlled himself not to think about it, and walked down with all concentration.

About an hour later, the mountain gradually became smoother, but it had reached the foot of Mount Uyala. A big road was crossing in front of me. That Risong took Zhang Haotian without walking on the main road and walked east from the wilderness. After about forty minutes, he saw an independent courtyard in front of him.

When he arrived at the gate, Risong had just knocked on the door, and the sound of dog barking came from the yard. After a while, a man made a sound in Mongolian language inside the door. Risong said something and the door opened, revealing a strong middle-aged man with a hunting rifle in his hand.

That Risong walked in and said something to him. The middle-aged man nodded repeatedly and waved his hand toward them.

When we entered the gate, we saw a wolf dog tied in the yard and a very old off-road vehicle parked. That Risong said to Zhang Haotian: "Mr. Li, this person is called Logan, and he is the boss's friend. We all came here to rest. Miss Chen's foot was sprained. First, wipe the medicinal wine before leaving."

Zhang Haotian agreed and followed Gegen into the room inside, but found that it was very wide, but there was a corner of the bed, which was obviously the living room and the bedroom were here.

Holding Zhou Xueman on the stool, Logan quickly took a medicine bottle and Zhou Xueman took it over, but he didn't want Zhang Haotian's help, so he took off his boots and wiped them and rubbed them.

At this time, Logan brought milk tea and fried rice again, let them eat it and prepare to set off.

Logan knew Chinese. During the conversation, Zhang Haotian realized that he was a herdsman from Inner Mongolia in the past. He crossed the border from the country in the era of famine. He was also the first contact person of Orgrad in Mongolia. In the past, he had to keep his smuggled goods here, but now the amount of smuggling is getting bigger and bigger, and few people have chosen this path. But he is used to living here and he is reluctant to leave.

About half an hour later, when it was already dawn, Logan drove an off-road vehicle and set off with Zhang Haotian and Zhou Xueman. Risong stayed in the house and went back to the evening.

After driving in the wilderness for a while, the car climbed up a slope and boarded a flat road.

At this time, the sky in the east was slightly red, and the colorful clouds were floating with red purple and purple, becoming brighter and brighter. Suddenly, a fiery sun jumped out of the purple clouds, and the sky and the earth suddenly became brighter.

At this time, Zhang Haotian also saw the scenery on both sides of the highway, but saw a large area of ​​vast green grass, like a large carpet extending into the distance.

The car rushed all the way, and after about an hour, there was no people. This was completely different from the yurts that could be seen everywhere on the domestic border. Zhang Haotian sat in the passenger seat and couldn't help but say to Logan: "Brother Logan, why are there so few people here? I haven't seen anyone after driving for so long."

Logan had not answered yet, and Zhou Xueman, who was sitting behind, said: "Mongolia has an area of ​​1.56 million square kilometers, but its population is only 2.6 million, which is equivalent to two major provinces in China, but its population is only a little more than a large county in China. That is to say, an average of only one and a half people per square kilometer is one of the countries with the sparse average population density in the world. Of course, it is not easy for you to see people."

Hearing Zhou Xueman's words, Logan nodded and said, "Yes, although there are twenty-one provinces in Mongolia, one million people live in the capital Ulaanbaatar. The smallest province has no more than 100,000 people. In remote places, it is normal to not see people without a car for five or six hours. Therefore, everyone here can repair cars and also equipped with necessary tools. Otherwise, if something happens to a car on the road, it will be difficult to meet someone to help you. Even if there is a repair shop, it will take a long time to arrive."

Zhang Haotian suddenly felt a little moved when he heard this. One million,560,000 square kilometers, equivalent to one-sixth of China's land area, was divided in this way. It was really a shame for the Chinese nation and a very heavy loss.

After driving for three hours, there was a small town, which was said to be a small town, but only fifty or sixty families lived together, and it was difficult to see yurts on the road. I think the place where these herders grazed was too wide, and they were all looking for the best place, which was naturally far from the road.

After driving through a car and passing through a city that is not prosperous, the grassland is gone, and what comes to us is a vast desert. According to Logan, this is the Mandal Desert, which is tens of thousands of kilometers in radius. After passing through this desert, it is Ulaanbaatar.

It was already evening when we entered the Mandal Desert. The sun was not setting, and the air was very hot. However, as night fell, the temperature suddenly dropped sharply. Even Zhang Haotian was so cold that he shook his whole body and shook his car window. Zhou Xueman even wrapped his hands behind the car, so he naturally couldn't stand this sudden cold.

At this time, Logan had turned on the air conditioner and told the two that Mongolia had a typical continental climate, with the highest temperature in summer reaching 35℃, while the lowest temperature in winter can reach minus 40℃. Especially in the desert, the temperature difference between day and night is extremely large. If you only wear summer clothes and walk through the desert at night, you will definitely be frozen. Therefore, the car must turn on a warm wind when passing through the desert at night.

Since this is the main road to Ulaanbaatar, it is not that one of their cars is driving in the dark desert. It usually takes a long way to encounter other vehicles, which is naturally incomparable to the frequent traffic of vehicles on Chinese highways.

After driving for about four or five hours, I passed through the Mandal Desert and drove for a while. Gradually, the number of towns along the way began to increase, and the scale became larger and larger. Obviously, it was close to Ulaanbaatar.

After passing a place called Bayanbalatu, it was already three o'clock in the morning. The road became wider and wider. There was a town almost every forty or fifty kilometers. While driving, I saw a bright light in front of me. Logan told the two that Ulaanbaatar had arrived.

When the off-road vehicle entered Ulaanbaatar City, it was seen that the street lights and billboards on the street were lit, and the buildings were lined up one after another, and they all looked very new. Obviously, the construction was not long ago. Among these brand new buildings, there were traditional yurts, but unlike the grassland, they were made of bricks and wood.

Logan drove while introducing that Ulaanbaatar was built three hundred years ago and was called "Urg" at that time. The Mongolian word means "palace" and is the residence of the "living Buddha" Tsephunba I. Later, after the founding of Mongolia, it was renamed Ulaanbaatar and was designated as the capital, meaning "Red Hero City", which means "Red Heroes City". However, the biggest feature of this city is that 70% of the population is young people under the age of 35, so it is known as "the youngest-popular city in the world."

Zhang Haotian silently looked at the streets and buildings on both sides of Ulaanbaatar. Although this is the capital of Mongolia, it is at most a county-level city with a slightly better coastal area. Compared with big cities such as Beijing and Shanghai in China, it is completely incomparable.

Not long after, Logan's car parked under a four-storey building and knocked on the door.

Soon, the lights in the room on the second floor were on the twelfth, and someone's head poked out of the window. Logan waved his hand and shouted, and the head disappeared. Not long after, the door on the ground floor opened.

Zhang Haotian and Zhou Xueman also walked out at this moment. Zhou Xueman's feet were much better after applying medicinal wine. Although it was a bit awkward to walk, Zhang Haotian no longer needed to support him.

Logan took the two of them in, followed the stairs to the second floor, and walked into a living room. Zhang Haotian then saw clearly that the person who came to open the door was a middle-aged man who was about the same age as Logan, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a curly beard on his face, looking very rough.

Logan introduced several people. It turned out that the middle-aged man was named Chaolu, and he was also a subordinate of Orgrad. This building was bought by Orgrad in Mongolia. Some rooms were for some subordinates to live in, while the other part was used to carry goods transported from the mainland.

Zhang Haotian already understood that Orgler was actually the leader of a transnational smuggling gang, but the goods they sold should not be very harmful. They are some daily necessities and electrical appliances needed by the Mongolians, and are also commonly known as "debtors".

Chaolu is a businessman who knows some simple Chinese. After saying hello to everyone, he knew that they were running around and were very tired, so he took them to the third floor. Each of them gave a room, turned on the lights, and then went down to sleep.

Zhang Haotian entered his room, but saw that it was very spacious, with no furniture, only a bed, a table, a few chairs, and a bathroom next to it with only a bath.

I found a pair of slippers in the bathroom to put on it, but there was no toiletry utensil. He washed his face with his hands under the faucet, then washed his feet, and went out to lie on the bed. He suddenly felt a strong smell of sweat. I thought that many men who slept on this bed by Orgrad gangs, but they did not wash the bedding frequently. He didn't care about such an environment, but it was probably difficult for Zhou Xueman to adapt. However, he was in a foreign land and had to go with the flow. If he was not used to it, he could only make a living.

At this time, the sky was already slightly bright. After running around for a night, Zhang Haotian, who was lying on the bed, could not fall asleep. After Zhou Xueman had a rest, he just wanted to go to the Mongolian National Library to find the director Baccaraire, who was proficient in Mongolian culture and history, whom she mentioned, and hoped that he could know the blood wolf tattoo on his body, so that he could know where his roots were and why his parents abandoned him.

Thinking of his biological parents, Zhang Haotian couldn't help but feel excited again. If he had the blood of the Mongolian people but was abandoned in Chinese cities, it was very likely that it was not his biological parents' work, but for another reason. He would rather believe that there was a tortuous story here than that his parents cruelly abandoned him.

With mixed thoughts, he felt his eyelids heavy, so he closed his eyes and gradually fell asleep.

When Zhang Haotian opened his eyes again, he saw a strong ray of sunlight shining through the window. He raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was already two o'clock in the afternoon. Mongolia and China were adjacent to each other, and the time difference was not large. At this time, I don't know if Baccarée was at work and could he find him in the National Library.

I was so strongly wondering about the answer to my life experience that Zhang Haotian turned over and got out of bed, went to the bathroom and washed his face with his hands, wiped his hair with water, looked at a mirror inside, which looked not so messy, so he opened the door and walked out, knocked on the door next to him, and Zhou Xueman lived here.
Chapter completed!