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spn When the winter of 1939 came, the entire China entered an unprecedentedly cold winter. This winter seemed colder than before, but this winter, which only happens once in ten years, did not seem so cold.

Hudaili County is located at the northernmost tip of Mongolia Province in the People's Democratic Republic of China. It is adjacent to Red Soviet Russia, the biggest enemy in the north of the Republic. Although it is not a major border trade town, you can still see "" in the small streets of the small county.

Many Soviet Russians who entered the country legally are doing border trade to make a living.

According to the policy of the Republic, any legal border trade is allowed on the premise of legal tax payment. These Soviet businessmen only need to transport large quantities of minerals, even furs, rare medicinal materials, etc. from Siberia.

, you can exchange for some daily necessities that the Soviet people are in short supply.

The "Soviet Russians," who appear to be powerful, are full of great interest in toothpaste, toothbrushes, laundry, and even large and small daily necessities such as straw and flashlights produced in China.

Under the leadership of the wise Comrade Stalin, although the Soviet Union's industrial output continued to reach new highs, it was mainly concentrated in heavy industry and machinery, and the supply of daily chemical products necessary for people's lives was insufficient.

Although in the socialist Soviet Union, it was illegal to use these things from capitalist China, people are so strange that "the more you ban something, the more likely it will be sold if there is actual demand"

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Therefore, the people who travel between China and Russia are often not traders, but some treacherous people, both from China and the Soviet Union. They rely on private private trade, large and small, to pay taxes and return to their respective homes to make their own money.

Zhuoligetu is a farmer in Hudaili County. "After the founding of the Republic, the new government carried out unified planning for the residence of Mongolian herdsmen, and also unified and scientifically managed the grazing areas. He also lived in the new village of herdsmen.

There are four people in the family, and the eldest child just signed up to join the army last year. "He is now serving in Xinjiang as an ethnic minority soldier."

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

After opening an account, Zhuo Ligetu put his hands in the woolen pockets knitted by his own woman and couldn't help but shudder. Thinking of what happened yesterday evening, he couldn't help feeling anxious. The woman who was rolling out the dough was struck by the cold wind.

As soon as it blew, I couldn't help but look up, stopped what I was doing, walked to the bed and pressed the corner of the quilt for the child. Seeing this, Zhuoligetu also closed the door smoothly.

Zhuoligetu didn't worry about the animals in the pen, so he put on his cotton-padded jacket, hat and home-woven woolen gloves and prepared to go out to the village's collective cattle and sheep pen.

"Getu, where are you going?" the woman raised her head and asked cautiously.

"I'm going to check on the beast. Please close the door and don't freeze yourself and your children."

"Come back early, I'll wait for you to eat."

The woman said meekly. As the father of two children, Zhuoligetu has always been the backbone of the family. The eldest son joined the People's Army and served as a soldier in Gansu as a minority soldier. The younger son is still very young. He is only three years old.

It all depends on Zhuoligetu.

Zhuoligetu nodded and walked out of the door.

This village is very close to the Soviet Union. Facing north and south, there is a river more than ten meters wide behind the village. Across the river is the Soviet Siberia. China and Russia are connected here by a bridge.

Although Hudaili County is not an important border trade town, there are still outposts of the People's Army of the Republic. On the Chinese side of the river, a squad of the People's Army is stationed in one post to guard the stone bridge from the Soviet Union to Hudaili.

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When Zhuoligetu came to the livestock pen near the river at the back of the village, the village chief was leading several young men in the village to clean up the cattle and sheep pens. The heavy snow last night not only crushed the two pens, but also crushed one dry barn.

It turns out that although the cattle and sheep pens built with the help of the "government" were very strong, they were unexpectedly crushed by a night snowfall that had not happened in ten years." It was also an accident.

"Village chief, how was the situation last night?", "Zhuoligetu, you are finally here." You are the only one in the village who knows how to see the veterinarian. Come and see if these lambs can be saved."

The old village chief shook the snow dregs from his hands and said, "There were some lambs at his feet." The lambs were lying in a nest made of several tattered cotton-padded jackets, shivering.

Zhuo Ligetu knelt down and used his veterinary experience to take a closer look at the lambs. He found that their legs and heads had severe frostbite. "These ones were weighed down by the snow, and their legs and brains were frozen."

, it’s hopeless.”

"Village chief, how can we survive such a cold winter?" A herdsman nearby who was cleaning up the sheepfold said with a sad face. "This heavy snow has frozen dozens of animals to death. In the years that I can remember, this kind of

After the heavy snow winter, some herdsmen will starve to death.

"The township government usually says that if you have any difficulties, you should contact the government. I will go to the countryside to have a look. This rare heavy snowfall will make this winter difficult without the help of the government." Village chief Bayar said with a frown.

"The herdsmen can now live in peace." With the help of the new "government", everyone has also raised excellent cattle and sheep breeds. Now, with a heavy snowfall that has not happened in ten years, the herdsmen can only rely on the "government". If "

If the government doesn't help, everyone will have to tighten their belts and get by.

However, "before the village chief of Bayar left, a piece of good news came."

"Village Chief, Village Chief...", a herdsman rode back from the countryside on a snowy day. "He is a grocer in the village, and he originally went to the countryside to purchase goods. "Village Chief, the township government issued a

It was notified that "each village will be asked to count the damage caused by the heavy snow disaster" and that the "government" will provide special disaster subsidies." "Oh my God, this is really great news." Bayar and Zhuoligetu agreed.

They all laughed and expressed their joy in their customs, "It's better now. I won't be hungry all winter. The new 'government' is good."

Half an hour later, Zhuoligetu's home.

"Zhuo Ligetu, what are the names of those people you mentioned last time?" the old village chief frowned while drinking the warm lamb's milk.

"Bolsheviks, they say they are Bolsheviks and that the Soviets want us to stand up" and join the powerful Soviet Union and enjoy the great life of socialism. Yesterday evening, I met two more people in the herdsman village next door.

He was going door to door to persuade the herdsmen, but was scolded away by the old people in the village." Zhuoligetu also happened to meet those Mongolians who came from nowhere. Although they were both Mongolians, they didn't know why.

He didn't have the slightest fondness for those boastful Mongolians. "They are all people whose words are unreliable" and wanted to provoke a relationship between us and the "government". It has been six years since the new "government" was established, and the lives of us Mongolians are better than before.

A hundred times better.”

In his early years, Zhuoligetu had been to the mouth many times, and his knowledge was quite broad. He still understood the tricks of these people. Especially when his son came home every year, he had to tell them about the good things about the new society and let them know.

They learned more. Of course, the collective housing in the village, excellent livestock breeds, and disaster subsidies all allowed them to see that the new "government" treats the Mongolian herdsmen sincerely.

"Now that life is stable, these clowns" want to ruin the lives of us Mongolians." The old village chief drank the "milk" in the cup with hatred, and said "Bolsheviks" in his ears. This is what everyone in Outer Mongolia hears.

It's something that everyone is familiar with, and they haven't been doing it here in recent years.

"They also said that the Mongols who do not believe in the Bolsheviks will be punished by God." This heavy snowfall, which has not happened in ten years, is the best proof." Zhuoligetu shook his head and said, although this was a lie at first glance.

"But who can guarantee that no one will believe it?

The Soviets have always had followers in the Sino-Russian border areas.

"These damn Soviets always want to harm us Mongolians. In the early years, they colluded with those princes and wanted to establish the entire country. Now that the new 'government' is stronger, they have restrained themselves a little, but they still persist in their evil intentions."

The old village chief was a man who was used to seeing wind and rain, and knew the Soviets' schemes and tricks. "It's snowy, so don't really let those confused Mongolians cause trouble." "No," I have to go to the sentry and tell them.

Talk about this, Zhuoligetu, you come with me."

"Okay, old man."

The two of them finished their breakfast hastily and went to the People's Army post next to the Hudaili River behind the village. This post consisted of a small courtyard with four rooms and was semi-military. Outside the post, a border checkpoint blocked the Hudaili River.

On the bridge over the Dairi River.

"Chief Bayar, what do you want from us? Do you need our help repairing the cattle and sheep pens?" We are preparing to send a few soldiers there.

Wang Lin, the squad leader of the border checkpoint and a sergeant of the People's Army, saluted Bayar and said.

"No, dear officer, Zhuoligetu and I have something to tell you."

"Bayar Village Chief, Zhuoligetu, you don't need to call us master, just call me Squad Leader Wang or Comrade Wang. Let's go and talk inside, it's going to snow again outside." Wang Lin smiled slightly, and the Mongolian herders were absolutely stunned.

Most of them support the People's Army and the "government" of the Republic, which is also the result of the equal ethnic policy over the years. Among other things, Wang Lin's border defense squad often helps the village next door, even their cattle and sheep pens.

Soldiers helped build it.

His recruit squad leader told him at the time, "Don't discriminate against Mongolians just because you think you are Han." As long as you are a member of the Greater Chinese nation, "As long as you are a member of the Republic," they should be treated with due respect. You must remember that you are a member of the Greater China.

A member of the nation, and secondly a member of the Han people. The Chinese nation, that is, the Han nation in a broad sense, is the foundation for the prosperity of the Republic.

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

Wang Lin frowned as he listened, "for no other reason." In the past few days, there were rumors about Mongolian vagrants taking advantage of the big snowstorm that only happens once in ten years, using the guise of Bolsheviks.

"The most worrying thing is that they said that the Soviet Red Army will come over..."

"Huh?" Wang Lin was stunned. It seems that the sentry posts have to be more vigilant recently. Heavy snow has blocked the mountains and also blocked the river. The river is usually a good place for defense, but when it comes to heavy snow blocking the river, it will be difficult.

Beware of the Russians on the other side.

You know, there is a Soviet border Red Army sentry just over two hundred meters away in the direction of the Soviet Union.

Two days have passed, and the heavy snow is still falling intermittently. The living subsidies brought by the township government have also begun to be distributed. The soldiers at the border guard guard guard the Hudaili border guard post day and night.[

However, on the morning of the third day, a chaotic burst of gunfire finally rang out.

Bang, bang, bang...

"There's a situation!!" Wang Lin, who was sleeping in his clothes, roared and got out of bed without waiting for the sentry's report. He took out the Chinese semi-automatic hanging on the wall and rushed out of the house with a few soldiers to prepare.
Chapter completed!