Wang Lin ordered Uncle Zhong, "Take Meng Qingfeng into the car, let's go!"

Uncle Zhong said, "Mr. Wang, let's go later. Let's fight for a while."

Wang Lin guessed that the person who came was Tian Xiaoqing and the others, so he wanted to go down the mountain to meet them as soon as possible.

Uncle Zhong knew that there must be a fierce battle below, so he didn't want Wang Lin to take risks.

While speaking, the gunshots below became increasingly dense.

Wang Lin was shocked and said, "Thieves also have guns?"

Gao Qiang said: "Mr. Wang, there are many hidden guns among the people."

Wang Lin said oh, thinking about the era he was alone, it was the early 1990s. In this era, it was really normal for people to have guns.

When we talk about guns, the first thing we think of in our minds is the United States with "simple folk customs" and "full of martial ethics". In fact, before 2000, there were a large number of guns among our country, which even threatened social security at one time.

Where did these guns come from?

The gathering of endogenous and external sources has led to the flood of private guns among the people.

In the 1990s, although the extent of the spread of civilian guns in my country was far less than that of the United States on the other side of the ocean. However, given our vast territory and dense population, the absolute number of guns hidden among the people in my country is still very large.

The reasons for this situation are both historical legacy and practical needs, as well as domestic production and foreign smuggling.

Many of the guns hidden in our country are left over from before liberation.

my country's military industry had already appeared during the Westernization Movement in the late Qing Dynasty, and had already taken shape by the early years of the Republic of China. There were several large military enterprises such as the Liaoshen Factory in the north, the Hanyang Factory in the south, and the Henan Provincial Factory in the middle.

Although domestic arsenals are not technically enough to produce aircraft and tanks on a large scale, it is still possible to build rifles and bullets.

For example, the famous "Hanyang-made" rifle was mass-produced as early as 1904. By the time of the War of Resistance Against Japan, its output had reached 3,500 per month.

Before the founding of the People's Republic of China, both the Beiyang government and the Republic of China government supported individuals to possess firearms, and there were already a large number of firearms in the country.

Subsequently, the land of China experienced warlords' melee, the Northern Expedition, the War of Resistance Against Japan, and the War of Liberation. Military factories in various places produced firearms.

Before the founding of the country, there were a considerable number of militia organizations, and militia members also had many hot weapons. Based on the above reasons, many guns and ammunition were scattered across my country.

In fact, it is because of the needs of the actual situation.

The actual needs referred to here include the objective defense needs of some special groups, and the sinister living environment of our country when it was first established.

People living in special areas of our country need to have guns to protect themselves.

my country has a vast territory, but its population distribution is extremely uneven, showing the characteristics of small and densely populated areas in the eastern and central areas and large and sparsely populated areas in the western areas.

To the east of the "Hu Huanyong Line" is the central and eastern regions of my country, with a geographical area of ​​43% of the country, but a population of 94% of the country.

To the west of the "Hu Huanyong Line" are mostly forests, grasslands and desert areas. On this territory that accounts for 57% of my country's area, 6% of the country's population is scattered.

The people living there must cope with relatively sinister living conditions and be wary of attacks from wild animals.

According to statistics, due to the attack of wolves, herders in frontier areas will lose 5,000 livestock every year and suffer tens of millions of property losses. Some places even more incidents of wolves attacking human settlements.

Our country's herdsmen, forest residents, and ethnic minorities living in the mountains in the southwest, such as the Miao Village in Lasha, can generally possess guns.

At the beginning of the founding of the country, our country's policy was to station troops in the people and integrate troops in agriculture.

"One billion people, one billion soldiers, ten thousand miles of land and ten thousand miles of camp." Such a slogan was born in the passionate era of digging deep holes, accumulating grain, preparing for war and famine for the people!

There are also various earth guns and cannons, and guns that are privately assembled.

In addition, smuggling was particularly rampant in this era. In the 1990s, hundreds of smuggling guns were seized every year.

It is not surprising that the number one thief in Guanzhong, like Meng Qingfeng, possesses some guns.

Wang Lin secretly thanked that he had captured Meng Qingfeng, the leader from the beginning.

The thieves were afraid, so there were no gunmen facing each other.

Uncle Zhong said: "Mr. Wang, the fight is started. For the sake of safety, we should not go down the mountain. Anyway, the police are here, so we won't have any trouble."

Wang Lin also knew the danger, so he nodded and said, "Then wait a little longer."

Duocai and Uncle Zhong escorted Meng Qingfeng onto an off-road vehicle.

Meng Qingfeng's throat was finally not locked anymore. He touched his throat and retching several times, slowly recovering.

Duocai found a rope and tied Meng Qingfeng's hands and feet.

Meng Qingfeng is not a kind person. If he doesn't tie him up, he will be afraid that he will make tricks.

Gao Qiang brought a telescope and handed it to Wang Lin: "Mr. Wang, take a look!"

Wang Lin took it and saw that it was a military night vision telescope.

He couldn't help but take a deep look at Gao Qiang.

Gao Qiang just smiled and nodded.

Wang Lin set up a telescope and looked down.

What a pity, the woods are too dense to see nothing clearly.

Wang Lin kept looking for directions to check.

With the help of the night vision device, Wang Lin could vaguely see a large number of vehicles going down the mountain and stopped.

The road down the mountain has been blocked.

The thieves and merchants abandoned their cars and fled.

For a moment, people were everywhere in the mountains and fields.

Wang Lin eagerly changed his perspective, but still couldn't see Tian Xiaoqing.

Uncle Zhong came over and said, "Mr. Wang, they were in a hurry and the tomb pit over there was not backfilling."

Wang Lin said absent-mindedly: "Well, I understand!"

Uncle Zhong said: "Mr. Wang, if we go down to the tomb passage now and get a few things up, wouldn't it be that God wouldn't know it?"

Wang Lin was stunned, put down his telescope, frowned and said, "We cannot do such a thing. After the police come to take over, they will ask the cultural relics department to come and clean it up."

Uncle Zhong said: "Mr. Wang——"

Wang Lin waved his hand: "No need to say more, you all give me a little honesty, don't go to the tomb passage secretly!"

"Yes, Mr. Wang." Uncle Zhong nodded helplessly and agreed. His eyes looked at the tomb pit, which was quite reluctant to leave.

Uncle Zhong and the others saw the auction just now.

Any antique can be sold for tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of dollars.

They were the bodyguards that Wang wanted. Although their salary was quite high, who could refuse hundreds of thousands of dollars of money that could be obtained at your fingertips?

Wang Lin knew that human nature could not stand the test the most, and said, "We can go down the mountain!"

Just as they turned around and were about to leave, a sound suddenly came from the tomb passage.

It was the sound of someone farting!

"Who?" Uncle Zhong shouted and raised the knife in his hand.

Gao Qiang had just bent down and picked up two big stones in his hand, looking at the tunnel vigilantly.

"Don't, don't do it!" A thin man with dirt crawled out of the tomb passage, "It's me, I'm not a bad guy."

Gao Qiang sneered: "You have been a tomb robber, are you still bad guys?"

The thin man said, "I just dig for them, and I don't know what they are digging!"

Gao Qiang said: "You are lying to the gods! Why are you staying in it?"

"When you were fighting just now, I sneaked in. I was scared, so I hid."

"I still want to lie to us? I think we are so easy to lie to me? What have you touched inside? Hand it over!" Gao Qiang said in a deep voice.

The thin man smiled bitterly and said, "I hand it over, I hand it over. I hand it over, you have to let me go."

Gao Qiang took two steps forward and searched his body.

Good guy, there are good things hidden in his clothes, pants, and shoes.

The thin man touched some gadgets, but they were very valuable, such as gold and silver utensils, jade utensils, etc., and there were more than a dozen.

Gao Qiang searched it out, put it in a bag, and handed it all over to Wang Lin.

Wang Lin took a look and was about to speak when he heard Uncle Zhong coughing lightly, and he swallowed his words back to his mouth.

Uncle Zhong said to the thin man in a deep voice: "Are you leaving?"

The thin man ran down the mountain.

Uncle Zhong said to Wang Lin: "Mr. Wang, if God doesn't take it, he will be blamed."

Wang Lin looked at the bag in his hand, put it on his car with his backhand, and said, "I will deal with it later."

The gunshots at the foot of the mountain gradually became sparse and finally stopped.

As soon as the gunshot stopped, Wang Lin led people down the mountain.

As soon as the car was halfway through, someone stopped him.
To be continued...