"Xing'an" in Daxing'an Mountains means an extremely cold place in Manchu.
But Tang Wan didn't feel cold, and her focus was on "bigness".
The drive lasted a day.
Get off the car and walk through thorns and thorns for another day.
Two days have passed, and according to Zhu Wuneng, we are close to our destination.
Starting from the second day, the air seemed extremely humid, giving me the feeling of returning to a seaside city on a windless day.
"It should be close to the Halaha River."
Zhu Wuneng said this.
Along the way, Chen Yang was extremely silent. What was he thinking about all the time?
Tang Wan could also feel the nervousness of the impending rain. Although it was his first time in Daxinganling, he did not question the various larch trees.
"That's it."
Zhu Wuneng walked up to Chen Yang and asked for instructions.
His signature smile was no longer visible, and his fat face was full of seriousness.
Chen Yang nodded.
Logan was confused.
What's this?
Do you want to turn back?
After Zhu Wuneng received the approval, he immediately answered Tang Wan's questions with action.
The armed men who followed them into the mountain set up two tents as quickly as possible, saluted Chen Yang in unison, and then withdrew.
Zhu Wuneng then entered the tent, and when he came out, his appearance had completely changed.
"What are you doing?"
Logan was stunned when he saw it.
Chen Yang too couldn't help but take a second look.
Fatty Zhu is now dressed in military-like work clothes that were produced in the late 1970s and 1980s. He looks very much like a retired professional worker from decades ago. It was also the standard outfit for college students when he came to Beijing.
"Hehe, if you want to seek good luck, you still have the energy to do so."
"I'm superstitious. It's that era, the golden years of back-and-forth fighting. We haven't caught up, so we can only wear the jersey to find out the feeling."
Chen Yang shook his head and laughed.
In that era of national carnival, it was indeed the golden age of tomb-robbing (that is, tomb robbing). All kinds of antiques and treasures were constantly dug out of the soil and flowed out of the country in various ways.
Zhu Wuneng hesitated, picked up the satellite phone, and called out.
After the call was connected, he respectfully held the phone in front of Chen Yang.
Chen Fang's voice came from the phone: "Master."
"Close the Internet cafe."
Chen Yang ordered calmly and then hung up the phone.
The next second, the satellite phone was thrown to the ground. Zhu Wuneng stepped up with a kick. Electric sparks flew everywhere and components shattered to the ground.
Chen Yang smiled and explained to Tang Wan: "From now on, our people will attack with all their strength. No one from outside can even think of coming in."
"Electromagnetic interference is also fully covered."
"Either we are buried inside, or there is no more interference until we come out."
How many overt and covert battles are there, how much blood will soak through the thick humus soil of Daxinganling...
Tang Wan couldn't imagine these things and didn't want to think about them.
She just took Chen Yang's hand and said seriously: "I'm with you anyway."
Chen Yang held Tang Wan's hand with his backhand.
Zhu Wuneng coughed twice, feeling that his light bulb was too bright, and quickly pretended to go find something to eat.
They carry compressed biscuits, energy bars and other food. They don't need to hunt at all. They just think they are an eyesore.
Chen Yang and Tang Wan entered another tent and began to prepare to rest.