Gao Yuan's load was 40 kilograms, mainly guns and bullets, but this weight did not make him feel particularly uncomfortable.

First of all, Gao Yuan's bag is a mountaineering bag, and the carrying system is very good. Then he often carries outdoor bags to climb mountains. Forty kilograms is not an exaggerated weight, so carrying heavy objects is not difficult for Gao Yuan.

As for the weight Xiang Weiguo and Luo Xingyu carried, it was much lighter because most of the weight was on the trolley.

Of course the road is not easy to walk, but it is not difficult either, it is just troublesome and troublesome.

When you see a village, you will go around it, and then try to go back to the road after passing the village, and you can still use the tricycle for the last twenty kilometers.

In this way, when it was getting dark, Gao Yuan and the others returned to their home.

"Put away everything that needs to be put away, and boil water for cooking if it needs to be hidden. Today is New Year's Eve. I will fry two dishes tonight. Xiao Yu went to take out two pieces of pork and roe deer, and then went to light the fire. Xiao Yu

Yuan plucked the pheasants we shot on the road, and I'll go get ready and start cooking. Let's have two cups tonight."

He didn't bother to rest, because he hadn't been home for a month, and there were too many things to do now. Xiang Weiguo made some arrangements in a hurry, and then returned to his home. He had to prepare a lot of dishes in the evening, so he, a chef, had to hurry up.

Time will do.

It gets dark early in winter, and it gets completely dark at five o'clock. It gets dark even earlier in the mountains, and now it's only four o'clock and the sun can't be seen anymore.

On the way back, I shot a pheasant. Nowadays, it is common to hunt pheasants, rabbits, etc., which is just an added dish.

"Uncle Xiang, do you want to write a couplet?"

Luo Xingyu shouted happily, but Xiang Weiguo and Gao Yuan were speechless. Then they said in unison: "There is no red paper!"

In the past ordinary years, celebrating the New Year no longer seemed to have much significance. Now, it is very, very lucky that a few people can celebrate the New Year together and that they can live to celebrate the New Year.

It's a pity that there is no red paper to write Spring Festival couplets on.

Gao Yuan put down the machine gun and bullets, but he put a pistol in his waist.

It used to be that you could only defend yourself with a knife, but now it's different. Now you have a gun.

A pistol with ten extra magazines is heavy, but it feels safe.

When Gao Yuan was squatting there plucking the pheasant, Xiang Weiguo looked at him from behind and said, "Are you going to use the magazine as a body armor?"

"Uh, is there a problem?"

"No problem, I just think it's funny. Bring ten magazines. I've never seen anyone do that. Just don't mind the weight. Well, it's pretty good."

Xiang Weiguo always looked like he wanted to smile. Gao Yuan felt that Xiang Weiguo's smile was ironic several times, but he was too embarrassed to ask directly.

After a while, Luo Xingyu came out. She also had a pistol holster on her waist, but she only brought two magazines in the waist bag next to her.

"Look at Gao Yuan, he carries ten magazines. Haha, I'm laughing so hard. What's the use of having a hundred magazines for his marksmanship? He can miss the target from ten meters away."

Xiang Weiguo made no secret of his ridicule. Gao Yuan felt aggrieved, but he had nothing to say.

Luo Xingyu is a little girl. The 25-meter Ba pistol can guarantee 90 or more rings. The same is true for the 25-meter target. The Gaoyuan can guarantee that it will not miss the target.

When it comes to shooting machine guns in this prone position, Gao Yuan's performance is okay, but only okay, but Luo Xingyu is the best among the best.

But as for pistols, Luo Xingyu was still excellent, but he was still a little far away from being qualified at high distance. The most disgusting thing was that when he first came into contact with pistols, he unfortunately missed the target twice at a distance of ten meters, and then he was

I still make fun of Weiguo.

Comparing people with others will lead to death, and comparing goods with goods will lead to throwing away.

"A pistol is the last weapon for self-defense. It's not too cumbersome to carry ten magazines, hahahahaha..."

Gao Yuan couldn't help it any longer. He stood up and said to Xiang Weiguo angrily: "Uncle Xiang, you have to be kind and say bad things about people behind their backs. This is..."

"Wait a minute, did I say something bad about you behind your back? Please understand that I am making fun of you in front of you, okay? If this were in the army, I would keep you standing under the flagpole all day."

"me……"

I can't beat him, I can't beat him, I can't scold him, I don't dare to scold him.

Xiang Weiguo didn't have the reserve of an old soldier at all. Gao Yuan now felt that how could a veteran be so arrogant?

Finally, Gao Yuan said resentfully: "Uncle Xiang, weren't you very annoying when you were an instructor in the army?"

Xiang Weiguo smiled coldly and said, "Hate it?"

"sorry……"

"You underestimate me too much. If I just hate being so cute, the soldiers I teach won't hate me so much that they want to shoot me."

Xiang Weiguo sighed regretfully, and then he said to Gao Yuan: "Xiao Yuan, you should be grateful for two things. You are not a soldier, and I am not an instructor. If this is applied to the army, hehe."

He didn't say any threats, but Xiang Weiguo smiled like that, which made Gao Yuan feel shuddering.

"Uncle Xiang, it's the Chinese New Year. Wouldn't it be nice to make people happy?"

He waved his hand to Wei Guo and said, "It's okay. Just think I'm making fun of others. Otherwise, put down the magazine. Otherwise, I can't help but want to laugh."

Gao Yuan returned to the house and took off all the extra magazines from his belt. Not only did he take them off, he also had to withdraw the bullets inside one by one, because if the bullets are filled with bullets and left unused for a long time, the magazines will be damaged.

spring.

After a busy day of work, when Gao Yuan came out again, he looked at his watch, but it was already the time to call the radio every day.

I have been away for a month, and there has been no call for a month. Now that I am back, I can no longer delay. Although there is still no hope, it is not without hope at all.

"I'll call on the radio."

He took out the radio and connected it to the outdoor antenna. After everything was ready, Gao Yuan turned on the radio.

There was no call yet, and a man's voice continued in the background of the blah blah blah.

"I'm in my hometown. I'm stuck halfway and can't get to Camp No. 1. If you can hear me, don't keep calling me. My situation is very dangerous. Over.

Repeat call, I'm Pipe, in... who?"

The last one was not talking to Gao Yuan, but to someone else. That is to say, the person calling was talking to someone else.

There was only the sound of electric current in the radio station, but Gao Yuan felt like he was struck by lightning over and over again.

Gao Yuan put down the intercom that had never been pressed. He turned around and ran back, stumbling against the door frame, and then rushed out of the door.

Gao Yuan's expression was ecstatic and violent.

Xiang Weiguo and Luo Xingyu both looked at Gao Yuan, because Gao Yuan's reaction was very abnormal.

Gao Yuan used all his strength and said in a trembling voice: "The pipe, it's the pipe, he's still alive, he called me!"
Chapter completed!