A cold night, quiet and windy.

After a whole day of noise, Hailanpao, a major commercial city in the border, finally fell into complete tranquility.

It is completely different from other cities with similar geographical locations. There are few entertainment venues here to drink and dance, singing and dancing. At 10 o'clock in the evening, the city closes its doors and doors and blows out the lights and goes to bed one after another.

In addition to the street lights on the street and the searchlights built on the outer temporary cargo yards, it is even rare to travel at night. However, every once in a while, a team of militias of varying numbers lined up and quietly patrolled over.

Under normal circumstances, the city's inspection activities will end after midnight and will be transferred to designated street booths and peripheral light and dark posts.

Although in the past decade, few people have dared to come here to find trouble, the large bandits in the Northeast who are capable of turmoil have long been wiped out by the revolutionary government. Some clever people crossed the river early and ran to the territory of the Russians. Occasionally, they would touch some unlucky caravans nearby to attack Hailanpao, but they would never dare to attack Hailanpao.

Not only are all households here equipped with guns, but every house can be used as a temporary stronghold to carry out offensive and defensive operations. A whole battalion of militias was also formed to maintain public order, with Daheihe Town directly to the opposite bridge, and regular troops stationed by the Northern Xinjiang Construction Corps.

Few people were impatient and dared to come and ask for wildfire.

In a few days, the model project of China-Russia railway construction will be opened to traffic. Hailanpao is just at the node where the railway passes. The foreseeable future will inevitably develop and prosper.

Everyone in the city was excited and eagerly looking forward to the arrival of this day.

China-Russia friendly cooperation means that they can let go of their hands and do their best to do business without worrying about the war between the two sides.

But there were some people who not only couldn't sleep, but also when it came tonight, they widened their eyes more and more energetic, staring at the gloomy sky, dazed intently.

Militia battalion commander Zhao Dacheng is one of them.

Zhao Dacheng was born in a reigning army and was the first to join the new army in the 1990s and 1995. He followed Yang Hao to North Korea to fight Japanese carrot heads. He was blinded by his left eye and was shot by a gun on his body. He had to retire. However, he received a family of more than a dozen people of different sizes and families with land, work and school opportunities.

At the Commendation Conference for the Heroes of Fighting chaired by Yang Hao himself, Zhao Dacheng accepted the cheers and cheers of tens of thousands of villagers in red and green. From then on, he vowed to work hard for Mr. Yang in his life.

But unexpectedly, a few years later, Mr. Yang became the head of state of Yang, killed the Qing Tartars and opened a new dynasty. According to ordinary people, it was the new emperor.

As an old brother who started his family from Long, Zhao Dacheng and other early-matched brothers were regarded by countless people as bridges to the head of state. The family was troubled by day and night by the people who were pulling relationships and giving gifts from the back door. In a fit of anger, he simply brought his wife and children from the division to join the northern border development army and ran directly to the most remote Hailanpao.

With the first batch of military medals issued by the head of state himself as testimony, Zhao Dacheng became the most reliable person and was appointed as the militia battalion commander, responsible for the daily guardianship and prevention of Hailanpao.

He always thought that he could not slander the head of state on the face of the great leader, and worked diligently after taking office. No matter spring, summer, autumn and winter, wind and rain, he would not be lazy for a day. He must be the last one to go back to rest after the lights were turned off and the patrol was inspected.

The storm has not changed for several years.

Tonight, Zhao Dacheng finished his inspection as usual and went home to lie down.

The hot kang made of oak boards is particularly warm, and the two layers of glass windows areolate the cold wind outside. Usually, he washes his feet and wipes his face, and removes the cold air all over his body. He drills into the quilt and can sleep well in a few minutes.

But it was different tonight. From lying down, he turned over like a pancake, and rolled over every few minutes. He pulled the quilt around and pulled it apart. The woman was disturbed by him and couldn't sleep peacefully, so she pinched her a few times.

This didn't work. Lao Zhao couldn't hold it in long, but he moved again and was kicked by his wife.

He muttered, and simply got up and put on a cotton jacket to the outside room, without turning on the light, and took the coal fire from the earthen heating stove. He lit a cigarette with the beating charcoal and sat on the horse stool and slapped it.

With such an ordinary behavior, the woman couldn't sleep well. After a while, she got up and poured him a tea jar of hot water from the stove, lowered her voice and asked, "What are you doing if you don't sleep for no reason?"

Zhao Dacheng held it in his hand and let the steaming heat mix into the smoke to stain his face. He frowned and hummed: "Go to sleep with you! Don't worry about manly affairs!"

The machismos of Shandong men did not change in the new dynasty.

Old lady Zhao also had a strong temper and immediately replied: "Why are you sleepy with such a trick? Did Li Jun come to tell you something at noon?"

The family was forced to run thousands of miles away from Guandong, and they all passed Heilongjiang. They were so far away from home. To be honest, the wife was not very happy. Therefore, for the acquaintance who came to the door to talk about things, she not only did not have a good face, but also was full of guard against her.

The man's temperament cannot be changed. In order to fulfill the kindness of the head of state, he can only grit his teeth and hold on to him, and he cannot fall to his face.

But in the same way, those who are in trouble must be allowed to retreat.

During the day, Li Jun, who was also a fellow Rizhao villager, suddenly came. The two of them locked up and didn't know what they had discussed. Old Zhao was very thoughtful and couldn't tell on his face. As a result, he couldn't hold it in his mouth at night and couldn't even sleep.

Zhao Dacheng frowned and sneered for a while. He glanced up and found that the woman glared at her anger and refused to relax. He groaned helplessly and said, "I didn't say anything else, I just told me to pay attention these two days, and the people next to me were not allowed to chat."

The woman snorted coldly, "I still want to fool you? I have been trapped with you for ten years, but I can't tell you how colorful you are? Is there any action in their team and ask you to cooperate?"

Zhao Dacheng had a headache and regretted that he had been bragging about how awesome he was in order to fool his wife back then. He went to the night school of officers for a few months before becoming the militia battalion commander, which was quite unambiguous in theory. If he hadn't had that ability, how could he fool a beautiful and capable wife with a disabled person?

He brags, and his wife is also concerned about it.

During the day, Li Jun came to look for her and immediately asked her to be careful. Seeing the man like this, how could he think of the root cause of the problem?

So, it’s not a good thing for a wife to be too smart, it’s a worry!

Lao Zhao is really a man, and he can't think of lies and fool things up for a moment, so he just pretends to be mute without saying a word.

The woman's face squeaked down and turned her head back into the house, rummaging through the cabinets.

Zhao Dacheng heard something was wrong, and got up and found that she took out a bag and cleaned her clothes. She went up and held it down, stared at her and asked in a low voice: "What's the big deal about you in the middle of the night?"

The woman slapped her hard and muttered, "I will take my child across the river to my cousin's house! You guys are making trouble with each other so hard that we can get in the way."

Zhao Dacheng's thick and black eyebrows stood up and scolded him sternly: "Bastard! Don't go! At the critical moment, how could my old Zhao's family run away first? That's not."

Looking at the sneer on the woman's face, he knew that he had missed it.

It’s not because his wife is too smart, she slapped her both mouths hard. Zhao Dacheng sat on the squad and sighed, “Okay, don’t make a fuss. Li Jun also said to be vigilant, and didn’t say that there must be something.”

The woman turned around and leaned against the edge of the kang, lowered her head and twisted the skin of the bun, hoping that she could rub it into pieces. After a while of silence, she complained: "After just a few years of settlement, she has arrived in this wilderness. She still can't avoid it."

Lao Zhao didn't say anything, and smoked the cigarette all over, threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it. He stood up and said hard: "We have received the favor of the country and we have to know how to repay it. I think this person has received the salary, so I have to take responsibility."

The woman felt a little sad. Usually, the enlightenment of her own man is definitely worthy of praise. Whether in her hometown or in Hailan Basai, the people she met were all respectful to this. An upright and selfless person, a man who was responsible and able to resist things not only supported her own responsibilities, but also supported a safe umbrella for many people. As a wife, she felt deeply honored.

But now we have to do big things. People who are in danger of war and are conscious and responsible often face greater risks! A bad thing about Zhao's wife thinks that the sky is about to collapse.

However, she did not cry like an ordinary woman, and she refused to let her go. After more than ten years of marriage, she learned too much and understood many truths after being influenced by her.

She clenched her fists tightly, and let her nails break her palms. She didn't take off her shoes and put the quilt on her to cover herself up.

Zhao Dacheng stood silently for a while, put on his cotton jacket, took out the gun holster from the drawer and stuck it around his waist, held the flashlight and opened the door and went out with a squeak. The big-headed leather shoes on the bottom of the tire stomped on the hard ground, and walked all the way to the street.

In the second half of the night in early spring of the lunar calendar, the cold wind is still biting cold.

Zhao Dacheng rubbed his hands and face to adapt as soon as possible, and his slightly dry eyes slowly returned to sharpness. His strong body slowly appeared under the street lights, and his shadow was dragging it down. The sound of footsteps echoed between the quiet streets, which quickly alarmed the guardhouses in the middle of the street.

"Who?!"

With a sudden shout, a sharp beam of light pierced towards him.

Old Zhao turned his head away from the front, squinted his eyes and stopped the light from flashing, and swayed his hand to strode towards the light column.

"Oh, it's Captain Zhao! Which brave night owl I had drunk too much at that time?"

The policeman in the booth immediately recognized him, a little surprised, but didn't think much about it. He turned off the flashlight and started to tease with a smile.

Zhao Dacheng came near, greeted the two inside, and stood outside and said, "As the railway is about to open, there are many big people coming and going, so we have to be more careful and beware of someone taking the opportunity to make trouble."

The police laughed disapprovingly and said, "Who dares! Our 100,000 troops are kidding? Not to mention others, Battalion Commander Zhao can deal with him even if he brings the militia to jointly defend! I think you are just thinking too much."

"It's better to think about it more than something happens!"

Zhao Dacheng didn't talk much to them, so he borrowed the motorcycle from the guard post and rode on it, and rushed to the militia camp outside the city.

The construction of Hailanpao is different from the old county towns in the mainland.

This place was a place where traders, tiger hunters, miners, second-department dealers and adventurers were gathered. The permanent population was small and the migrant population was large. Therefore, the early buildings were varied and unorganized. The Qing government did not care about tax collections at all.

After the New Dynasty, with a small-scale military conflict, the ranks of military control were included here. The urban planning and design and functional tendencies also underwent tremendous changes.

In the past ten years, the scale of Hailanpao has expanded ten times. The orderly building complex is paved on the bank of the Jingqili River that flows into Heilongjiang. A railway crosses the river from the south. The small town of Zongchuan crosses the Jingqili River. The two bridges connect the two banks respectively. The east side is already connected with the capital of the Sixty-Fourth Village in Jiangdong. Perhaps in the next few years, the two places will become a unique large city that crosses the river.

The rapid development and expansion over the past decade have caused this small town, which originally had only a few thousand people, to more than 20,000 or 30,000. Except for a very small number of old residents, most of them have joined the fields of commercial logistics, transportation and trade. On the contrary, it is not too many in the service industry.

This all stems from the original planning requirements.

Hailanpao exists as a trading center for Sino-Russia trade. Merchants from both countries can only store goods within their respective borders. China is Daheihe Town, and the Russians are Klekachi. Merchants or agents from both sides set up agency offices in Hailanpao. Each time they trade, they will negotiate with the goods. After the agreement is agreed, the notary office established here will be sealed as a guarantee.

Afterwards, both parties will transport the freight to the temporary freight station, accept and take it away, and do not store it. The transaction is completed and they will leave each other and cannot stay in the local area for too long.

As a result, both parties have no chance to consume locally. The daily traffic flows, but apart from regular consumption and trade taxes, they cannot obtain much benefit from the tertiary industry.

According to general business rules, it is obviously wrong to do this. People cannot turn the city into a logistics center. What about the consumption center? Hailan is soaking, but it actually does the opposite?

Most people don’t know why, but Zhao Dacheng knows that it is because the government never believes in the opposite Russians and is ready to use Hailanpao as a frontier base and start a war!

It can be seen from the architectural style of the entire city that this is used as a barricade when necessary. Those temporary cargo yards can be used as a barracks after a little cleaning.

In order to ensure that there will not be too many Russian spies and traitors, there will be no complications in public security because of too many civilians. Sacrifice of commercial interests is not a big deal. Besides, the benefits have not flowed outside, and the Daheihe River on the other side of the river will benefit. In the future, the two sides will develop into one and become a city.

It is also to paralyze the Russians. Hailanpao has no garrison, only militia joint defense.

In this way, Zhao Dacheng's heavy responsibility is self-evident.

Riding a motorcycle, running on the quiet street at a speed of 30 kilometers, the street lights kept approaching and then left behind, leaving a series of rapidly changing shadows.

Zhao Dacheng narrowed his eyes slightly, letting the cold wind blow his cheeks and his mind became clearer. During the day, the words of comrade Li Jun came to his mind word by word.

"Dacheng, the above learned some situations. The Russians on the other side wanted to take advantage of the opening ceremony to find trouble. They were likely to attack Hailanpao and Jiangdong Village. We must gain the moral superiority and cannot grab the handle for the Russians, so we cannot send troops first. Your mission here is very heavy. If something happens, you must resist the first group of enemies. But don't worry, I have prepared people here, and as long as the gunfire sounds, reinforcements will be in place immediately."

Looking back now, Zhao Dacheng feels frustrated.

He was not afraid of war. After the war, he didn't think it was too great. But China and Russia were clearly celebrating the unprecedented success of cooperation, but behind their backs they both showed their knives to stab each other! China took a step further and also tried to seize the moral commanding heights while taking action - the war involves a little complicated!

Zhao Dacheng has never been a high-level military general and cannot master too much strategy knowledge. But after all, he has attended short training classes and is very clear about the insidious and viciousness of China's approach.

It seems very unpleasant and not so open-minded. However, it is not so calculated from the overall situation of national interests. This is also very consistent with the traditional practices of Chinese culture. It is not an unjust war. Only by just being justified can we obtain unanimous support from the upper and lower levels.

He can't control too many things, and now he hopes that the worst thing won't happen.

But when I was afraid of anything, I was about to arrive at the barracks, a bright firework suddenly burst into the dark sky!

Zhao Dacheng was shocked and his hair stood up - the enemy was really coming! (To be continued)

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