Yao Baohan said to the two policemen beside him: "You guys follow behind, and I will lead them." As he spoke, he got into Yang Luo's car and sat in the passenger seat.
Yang Luo took out a cigarette and threw it to Yao Baohan, then lit one himself, and asked, "Have you traced the fugitive?"
Yao Baohan blushed a little darkly: "The search team of the armed police detachment encountered them five days ago, and exchanged fire. Two soldiers were injured, but they ran away in the end. We have expanded the scope of the search, but until now there are still There is no clue. I suspect that there are soldiers among the fugitives, and they have undergone field training, otherwise if they enter the mountains at this time, they will starve to death even if they are not frozen to death."
Yang Luo was not talking. At this time, the car had already left the city, and his eyes were all white. It didn't take long to enter the forest area, and dense forests can be seen everywhere on both sides of the road. Perhaps because of the large forest area and the lack of modern industry, the sky is bright blue.
Yang Luo opened the window a little bit, and the cold wind swept in, blowing on his face like a knife, Xiao Qi who was sitting on the other side couldn't help shivering, and said dissatisfiedly: "Boss, it's time to go outside now. If it can be minus 278 degrees, close the windows quickly."
Yang Luo smiled and closed the car window. As time went by, the road into the mountain became more and more difficult, and there were traces of carriages everywhere on the road.
Due to the slow speed of the car, Yao Baohan turned his head and said with a smile, "Here we are" until after two o'clock in the afternoon. While speaking, he passed a bend ahead, and his eyes suddenly opened up, and a forest farm full of logs appeared in front of him. Not far away is a row of bungalows, and outside there are many armed policemen and policemen with live ammunition on guard.
Yao Baohan said: "The seven fugitives entered the mountain here, so we set up the headquarters here."
The car stopped, and a group of people came out from the second room on the left, and Yang Luo and the others got out of the car.
Yao Baohan pointed to the middle-aged man with gray hair, short stature and thin figure who came over first, and said, "Comrade Yang Luo, this is Deputy Director Zhao in charge of criminal investigation in Harbin."
Zhao Rongkang held Yang Luo's hand, and said with a smile, "Comrade Yang Luo, I'm finally looking forward to you." People take the case. And did not give him a clear explanation, just let him obey the order.
Yang Luo felt the power coming from the thin old man's hands, and smiled slightly: "Director Zhao, you are welcome. In fact, I just happened to meet the occasion, and the higher-ups asked me to come over and help."
Zhao Rongkang was taken aback by Yang Luo's words, then laughed, pointing to the middle-aged man standing beside him wearing a military uniform and carrying the rank of lieutenant colonel, he said: "This is Feng Cheng, the captain of the border defense detachment in the Greater Khingan Mountains!"
Yang Luo shook hands with Feng Cheng again: "Captain Feng, hello."
"Hello! Feng Cheng took a look at Yang Luo, and he could feel that the young man in front of him was not simple. His impression was like the waves coming from the tide, one wave after another, the overwhelming momentum, just Even he has an unprecedented pressure.
"Go inside and tell me, it's too cold outside." After speaking, he glanced at the five Song Xiaoqiao standing straight behind Yang Luo.
A group of people entered the house, and immediately felt the hot air coming over the surface. There is a kang several meters long under the south window, wood is burning in the stove by the door, and the pig iron stove cover is burnt red.
"Hurry up and get on the kang to warm up!"
Yang Luo said: "No need, let's talk about the case first."
Zhao Rongkang was not polite either, and pulled over a table on the kang with a map on it.
"Comrade Yang Luo, we encountered fugitives five days ago, in this area No. 7. There are seven of them, with two 54s, one 95 rifle, and two mp9s in their hands."
Yang Luo frowned: "mp9?"
"Yes!" Zhao Rongkang said: "Because we didn't fully understand the weapons held by the gangsters, we suffered a disadvantage and injured two soldiers."
Yang Luo looked at the map, and the pensive man said: "Area No. 7, their purpose is obviously to enter Russia."
Feng Cheng said: "Your analysis is the same as ours, and we have already made arrangements to seal off the border."
Yang Luo touched his chin, looked at the map, and tapped the map with his hand: "Here? Have you deployed troops?"
Feng Cheng was taken aback for a moment: "You mean, they will flee into Xiaoxing'an Mountains, and then leave the country there?"
Yang Luo nodded: "This is very likely."
"How is it possible!" Zhao Rongkang said: "They appear in Area 7, and it only takes seven or eight days.?Follow Comrade Yang Luo into the mountains and help arrest fugitives! "
"Yes!" The platoon leader shouted, "Class Three, assemble!"
Hurling, more than a dozen soldiers ran out of a room not far away, ran here while arranging their clothes, and then stood upright.
"Report, the third class has assembled, please give instructions!"
A platoon leader said: "Check the weapons and prepare to enter the mountain."
Half an hour later, a military card sent Yang Luo and the others to the entrance of the mountain. Yang Luo jumped out of the car and stood at the foot of the mountain, looking up, the dense forest was covered with snow, and the reflected sunlight was a bit dazzling.
Yang Luo said: "Let's go!" Stepping on the creaking snow, he walked up the mountain.
Yao Baohan wrapped himself in a cotton coat, looked at the sky and said: "The weather these two days is not bad, if there is a snowstorm, it is impossible to go up the mountain." The figures of a group of people gradually disappeared into the depths of the jungle.
Two days later, at the junction of the Greater and Greater Khingan Mountains, the silent dense jungle seemed to be lurking with infinite crises. The gradually westward slanting sunlight penetrated the gaps in the vegetation and poured on the white snow, shining crystal light.
Suddenly, a slightly raised snow drifted in a wave shape, and then returned to calm. If you look carefully, you will definitely find that it is not snow, but a piece of white cloth. A tall young man is lying there, a 95 rifle is pressed under his body, and his eyes are like a beast looking ahead vigilantly. . (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com