When the winter of 1939 came, the whole of China entered an unprecedentedly cold winter. Compared with the past, this winter seemed colder, but the cold winter that happened once every ten years seemed not so cold.

Hudeli County is located in the northernmost part of the Mongolian Province of the People's Democratic Republic of China, adjacent to Red Soviet Russia, the biggest rival in the north of the Republic. Although it is not a major trade town on the border, many legally entered Soviets can still be seen on the small streets of the small county Russians are doing border trade business.

According to the policy of the Republic, any legal border trade is allowed under the premise of legal taxes. These Soviet and Russian merchants only need to transport large quantities of minerals, even fur, rare medicinal materials, etc. from Siberia, and they can exchange some Necessities of the Soviet Union.

Seemingly powerful Russians, they are full of interest in toothpastes, toothbrushes, clothes washing, socks, flashlights and other daily necessities made in China.

Under the wise leadership of Comrade Stalin, although the Soviet Union's industrial output value continued to reach new highs, it was mainly concentrated in heavy industry, machinery, and manufacturing, but insufficient supplies of daily necessities necessary for people's lives were provided.

Although in the socialist Soviet Union it is illegal to use these things from 'capitalist China', it is so strange that the more you ban something, the better it will sell if there is actual demand.

Therefore, people who travel between China and Russia are often not trade merchants, but all of them are grandpas, Chinese and Soviet Unions, relying on private trade, large and small, to pay taxes, and return to each house to make money.

Zhuoligetu is a peasant in Hudeli County. After the founding of the Republic, the new government made unified planning for the residence of Mongolian herders, and unified and scientific management of the grazing area. He also lived in the new village of herders. There are four people in the family. The oldest child just signed up for the army last year. Today, he serves as a minority soldier and now serves in Xinjiang.

"This snow is really heavy. I haven't seen such heavy snow in ten years."

Pushing the window open, Zhuoligetu put his hands in the woolen pockets woven by his own woman, and couldn't help shuddering, remembering what happened yesterday evening, and couldn't help feeling a little anxious. The woman rolling out was blown by the cold wind, and she couldn't help looking up, stopped her work, and walked to the bed to press the quilt corners for the child. Seeing this, Zhuolige closed the window.

Zhuoligetu didn't worry about the beasts in the circle, put on a cotton jacket, a hat and his own knitted wool gloves, and he was going to go out to see the collective cattle and sheep pen in the village.

"Gattu, where are you going?" The woman asked carefully, raising her head.

"I'll go and see the beasts. Close the doors and windows. Don't freeze yourself and the children."

"Come back early and wait for you to eat."

The woman said docilely. As the father of two children, Zhuoligetu has always been the pillar of the family. His eldest son joined the People's Army and served as a soldier of ethnic minorities in Gansu. His youngest son was still very young, only three years old. Figure it out.

Zhuolige nodded and walked out the door.

This village is very close to the Soviet Union. Sitting in the village facing south, there is a river more than ten meters wide. The Hudeli River is opposite the Soviet Siberia. China and Russia are connected here through a bridge.

Although Hudeli County is not a major border town, there are still sentry posts of the People's Army of the Republic. By the side of the river on the Chinese side, a squad of People's Army is stationed in a sentry, guarding the stone bridge from the Soviet Union to Hudeli. .

When Zhuoligetu came to the beast circle by the river behind the village, the village chief was carrying a few young adults in the village to pick up the yak and sheep circle. The heavy snowfall last night not only crushed two circles, but also crushed a dry one. Material room. Although these government-sponsored cattle and sheep pens were strong, they were unexpectedly overwhelmed by a night of snow that had never been seen for a decade. This was also an accident.

"Village chief, how was it last night?"

"Zuligetu, you finally came, you will see the veterinarian in the village, come and see if these lambs can't be saved."

The old village chief shook the snow dregs on his hands. A few lambs were lying under his feet. The lambs trembled in a few nests made of ragged cotton jackets.

Zhuoligetu squatted down, and using his veterinary experience, he took a close look at the lambs and found that their legs and head had severe frostbite. "These are just pressed by the snow, and the legs and brain are frozen. ,Hopeless."

"Village chief, how can such a cold winter be." A herder who was packing the sheep pen next to him said sadly, this snow has frozen to death dozens of beasts, years of memory, such snow Once winter passes, herders will starve to death.

"The township government usually said that it was difficult to find the government. I went back to the town to look at this rare snow. Without the government's rescue, this winter will be sad." Village Mayor Bayar said frowningly, herders can now settle down safely. Staying here, with the help of the new government, everyone has raised excellent cattle and sheep breeds. In a heavy snowfall that has not happened in ten years, herders can only rely on the government. If the government does not help, everyone can only tighten their belts. Live.

However, before the Mayor of Bayar started, there was good news.

"Village chief, village chief ..." A herdsman hurried back from the village on a snowy day. He was a grocer in the village and originally bought it in the village. "Village chief, the township government issued a notice, let each village count the damage caused by the snowstorm, and the government will give special disaster subsidies."

"Oh my god, that's great news."

Bayar and Zhuoligetu both hugged and laughed, using their customs to express their joy, "This is all right, I won't be hungry all winter, the new government is just fine."

Half an hour later, Zuligetu's home.

"Zhuoligetu, what are the names of the people you mentioned last time?" The old village chief frowned, drinking hot lamb's milk.

"Bolsheviks, they say they are Bolsheviks, they say that the Soviets want us to stand up, join the powerful Soviet Union, and enjoy the great life of socialism. Yesterday evening, I met two more, in the herder village next door, they She was persuading herdsmen from house to house, and was scolded by the old man in the village. "Zhuoligetu also happened to encounter a few Mongolians who did not know where they came from. Although they were all Mongolians, they did not know why. He did not have the slightest impression of those talkative Mongolians. "They are people who are not reliable and want to stir up our relationship with the government. Six years after the establishment of the new government, our Mongolians have lived hundreds of times better than before. . "

In his early years, Zhuo Litu had visited the mouth many times, and his insight was open. He understood the tricks of these people. Especially when the son returns home once a year, they must tell them that the new society is good and let them know more. Of course, the village's collective dwellings, excellent livestock breeds, and disaster subsidies all made them see that the new government treats the Mongolian herders in good faith.

"Life is now stable. These clowns are trying to ruin the lives of our Mongolians." The old village chief sipped the milk in the cup with a bite, hate the sound, Bolsheviks, but every Outer Mongolian is familiar with it Something, these years they haven't skipped here.

"They also said that Mongolians who do not believe in the Bolsheviks will be punished by God. This heavy snowfall that has never happened in ten years is the best proof." Zhuoligetu shook his head, although this is false, But who can guarantee that nobody believes?

The Soviets have always had followers in the border areas between China and Russia.

"These **** Soviets always wanted to harm our Mongolians. In the early years, they colluded with the kings and wanted to separate Mongolia. Now the new government is strong. Although they have converged a little, they still die." Those who are accustomed to wind and rain, know the conspiracy and tricks of the Soviets. "On this snowy day, don't really let those confused Mongolians make something happen. No, I have to go to the sentry to talk to them about it, Zorigtu, you go with me."

"Well, sir."

After having a hasty breakfast, the two went to the People's Army sentry post next to the Hudairi River behind the village. This sentry consisted of a small courtyard of four houses. It was semi-military, outside the sentry post, a border guard post stopped in Huhu. On the bridge over the Derry.

"Mayor Bayar, what do you want from us? Is it the cattle and sheep pen that needs our help to repair, we are preparing to send a few soldiers over."

The squad leader of the border post and Wang Lin, a sergeant of the People's Army, paid a salute to Bayar and said.

"No, Dear Master Officer, I have something to say to you and Zuligetu."

"Head of Bayar village, Zhuoligetu, you don't need to call us master, call me the head monitor or comrade Wang. Go inside, let's talk, and it will snow again." Wang Lin smiled slightly, Mongolian herders must Most of them are supported by the People's Army and the government of the Republic, which is also the result of the equal national policy over the years. Not to mention, Wang Lin's frontier squad often helped the village next to him, and even their cattle and sheep pens were covered by soldiers.

At that time, his recruit squad leader told him that he should not discriminate against Mongolians if he is a Han Chinese. As long as he is a member of the Greater Chinese Nation and as a member of the Republic, they should be treated with due respect. Remember that he is a Greater China. A member of the ethnic group, followed by the Han. The great Chinese nation, the broad Han nation, is the root of the republic's prosperity.

"Comrade Wang, what we want to say is about the Bolsheviks ..."

Wang Lin listened and frowned, not because of anything else. These days, there are Mongolian nomads riding in a series of blizzards once in a decade, using the guise of Bolsh ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ The most worrying thing is that they said that the Soviet Red Army would come over ... "

"Eh?" Wang Lin said for a moment. It seems that the sentry should pay more attention to the guards recently. The heavy snow sealed the mountain and blocked the river. The river is usually a good place to defend, but it is difficult to meet the heavy snow. Beware of the Russians opposite.

You know, just over 200 meters away from the Soviet Union, there are Soviet border guard posts.

Two days have passed, heavy snow is still intermittent, and living subsidies from the township government have begun to be distributed. The soldiers at the border guards did not dare to guard the border guards in Hudai day and night.

However, just the third morning, a mess of gunfire finally sounded.

Bang, bang, bang ...

"Something"

Without waiting for the sentinel report, Wang Lin, who slept with clothes, roared and got out of bed, took the Chinese semi-automatic hanging on the wall, and rushed out of the house with several soldiers, ready to enter the bunker of the sentry.