Chapter 364

"You..." brother donkey said helplessly, "Hoh Xil, in Tibetan and Mongolian, means" beautiful girl ". Please don't be so sexy."

"Brother donkey is really literate and knows so much"

"Well, understand that Chinese Mongolian evolved from Uighur letters, which is characterized by..."

"Fuck, come on, come on, pull up and stop driving your car." the whole car went crazy, and even Taotao couldn't help smiling.

In the frenzy of my brothers and the laughter of Taotao, I looked at the trees and houses flying backward outside the window and said in my heart, "Hoh Xil, here we are..."

As brother donkey said, Hoh Xil means "beautiful girl" in Tibetan and Mongolian. At present, it is one of the areas with the most perfect preservation of the original ecological environment in the world. It is also one of the nature reserves with the largest area, the highest altitude and the richest wildlife resources in China. Hoh Xil is known as the "forbidden zone of life" because of its cold climate and harsh natural conditions, which makes it impossible for human beings to live for a long time. However, because of this, it has created unique living conditions for plateau wildlife and become a "paradise for wildlife".

However, in the last decade or so, there has been a rampant phenomenon of theft, mainly for hunting Tibetan antelopes and then selling their fur to make huge profits. According to the figures released by the government, the number of Tibetan antelopes in this area once dropped sharply from 1 million in 1985 to less than 10000 in 1993. It has become an endangered animal in eight years. Later, the public security, local and armed police departments , a special mountain patrol team was jointly set up to launch several conflicts with armed poachers with live ammunition. Only after many people died can the last Tibetan antelope be saved, or it will have to be killed and extinct. It is said that the number has recovered to 50000 in recent years, but at the same time, the phenomenon of poaching also shows signs of rising.

We changed our route from Gansu to Qinghai Province. We took turns driving all the way. We only stopped in Xining for a short time to replenish food, water and fuel. We also found a 4S store to conduct a comprehensive inspection of the vehicles. On the fourth day after leaving Beijing, we entered the scope of hoh Xil Nature Reserve.

The "most beautiful girl" really deserves its reputation. There are blue sky, white clouds, gem like lakes, endless Gobi, and towering snow mountains in the distance. All these lands that have not been polluted by human beings are amazing. It's a pity that when entering the checkpoint of the reserve, the inspectors were really fierce and gave people a lot of discount in the mood of seeing the scenery.

"You, get out of the car, hurry up and check," two black faced men with rough skin in military coats shouted.

We slowly got out of the car and were checked by them. The pistols had long been made into parts by us and hidden in the special grooves of laptops and SLR cameras. Besides, they didn't look like looking for weapons.

"What do you do? Do you have leather?" asked one of the leaders.

"We are traveling. This is my guide card," said brother donkey. He handed over his certificate. The travel is false, but his certificate is true. The people at the checkpoint called to check their identity and waved us in.

Brother donkey took the certificate and asked casually, "I came here last year. It's not so strict. Does it have anything to do with the trouble over Kashgar?"

The man at the checkpoint shook his head: "fart, they make trouble for them. We protect our Tibetan antelope. There are two different things. Recently, a gang of poachers came out. They are very fierce. If you see a large number of Tibetan antelope bodies or someone hunting, you must call us in time. You know? There is a reward for reporting."

"That's for sure. You have to report without a prize," donkey said sincerely. He was not fooling. This kind of large-scale indiscriminate killing really needs to be dealt with and restricted by the state, or another member will be added to the list of human extinct animals.

We slowly entered the hinterland of Hoh Xil along the road and drove until it was dark. The altitude here was already very high. We had to rest, otherwise it would cause altitude sickness. We found a small salt lake and camped nearby. There were no trees near the salt lake to make a bonfire. Ivan and I spent a long time picking up some sun dried moss, digging a pit to make a fire, and put the kettle on it to boil water , the drunkard set up a kerosene gas stove and made us chili, Douchi and beef stewed cakes. Before they came out of the pot, the smell came out, which made me swallow my mouth.

"How's it going? I'm a military cook. I'm still qualified," said the drunkard. He filled several bowls of hot cabbage with vacuum packaging on each bowl. When he ate it, he took another bite of very stringy cakes and beef in the soup, not to mention how delicious it was.

"I want this," said Ivan, who made no secret of his desire for food and reached for a marching bowl full of beef.

"A little demeanor, that bowl is for big sister." the drunkard poked Ivan's forearm with chopsticks in his right hand, grinned Ivan, picked up the bowl in his left hand and handed it to Taotao.

"It's all right. I can't eat so much because I have a small appetite." the peach guest took it in his hand, but handed it to brother donkey. He picked up another smaller one and began to eat.

"Boss, you don't care if this dead drunkard bullies me?" Ivan said with a sad face, and also picked up a bowl of sloppy food and began to eat.

"Isn't there anything else in the pot?" I said vaguely with my mouth full of food.

When the five people were talking while eating around the campfire, suddenly a little light came on in the distance, and they were approaching us quickly. Slowly, they could see that there were three cars in a row. The three cars didn't stop until they rushed near us. They were three dirty jeeps, from which more than a dozen people in military coats jumped down, most of them with guns.

"Fuck!" I shouted in my heart. It's too late to set up the gun. I made an eye to brother donkey and Ivan and motioned them to protect the peach. If the other party's way is not good, the drunkard and I will be the main attacking force. We will show weakness first, wait for them to get close, and then wait for the opportunity to seize the gun to fight back.

But when we were alert to them, these people also looked at us with alert eyes. A leading middle-aged man asked in stiff Mandarin, "what are you doing?"

"Traveling, what do you do?" I said. At the same time, my left hand gently pinched the grip of ASP swing stick in my pocket.

"We're from the mountain patrol team. This is our captain sodachi," said a young man next to the middle-aged man. At this time, the other party also saw that there were women and foreigners here. They all carried their guns back, because there would be no poaching team like us.

"What to do, Captain, keep chasing?" the young man who just made a noise asked the middle-aged man.

"No, the brothers are tired, and it's hard to find traces at night. Take a night off here," ordered the captain called sodachi. The team members cheered and ran back to the jeep to unload tents and food, and were ready to camp here.

Seeing that they are from the mountain patrol, I can't help paying more respect. These people are different from the urban management who only bully hawkers in the mainland. They are men who fight armed poachers with their lives. They are doing their best to protect the pure land of Hoh Xil.

"Come and have a drink of hot water," said brother donkey. He added a lot of chocolate to the boiled water, poured a large glass and handed it to sodachi who sat down next to us.

Sodachi took a drink and handed it to a mountain Ranger nearby. These people were not as particular as city people. Everyone took turns to use a cup and drank it until the last point was left. The team member who handed the cup back to brother donkey said, "thank you, brother, it's good to drink" and then slapped his mouth twice.

"Then have some more" when brother donkey heard that he didn't drink enough, he poured a small cup of water from the aluminum pot for Taotao, and the rest was washed into hot chocolate for these mountain patrolmen. They also quickly made the tent, distributed some hot chocolate, and began to eat dry steamed buns.

"You city people like to run around without anything. Be careful. It's not peaceful here recently," Captain sodachi said while eating next to us.

"Well, today I passed the checkpoint. It looks very nervous over there." the drunkard nodded and took out the wine pot to have a drink.

"Don't drink on the plateau," said sodachi in an ordered tone. The drunkard frowned and was about to speak. Brother donkey gently stabbed him and said, "what others said is right. It is easy to cause cardiovascular and cerebrovascular problems, and it will also increase your oxygen demand. Don't drink." the drunkard reluctantly put away the wine.

Sodachi bit the dried bread and continued: "in 1993, we caught a poacher leader and released him last year. He took people to do this business again. He also said he wanted to revenge the people who caught him. Recently, he found that he took people to fight Tibetan antelopes in this area. We have been chasing for two days and have found the bodies of hundreds of Tibetan antelopes."

"Well, such people can't get used to it. Catch one and kill the other. You're welcome," I said angrily.

"What are they doing beating the Tibetan antelope?" peach crossed his slender fingers, held the cup in the center of his hands, and asked brother donkey while drinking water.

"Peel, take cashmere and sell it to overseas processing sites to make cashmere products and blankets," brother donkey explained.

"It's cruel," peach said sympathetically.

After eating without expression, soda said goodbye to us and went back to rest. We enjoyed the beautiful starry night scene of the plateau for a while and went back to their tents to sleep.

Originally, we had to take turns on duty according to our habits, but it was easy to arouse the suspicion of the mountain rangers. After all, few donkey friends would do such a military thing. In addition, it was a no man's land and there were few large beasts, so we fell asleep at ease.

Although no one was left to watch, I didn't want to be too careless. Two infrared alarms were quietly placed on the side facing the road. Someone would send the alarm information to my military watch after cutting off the invisible light beam.

Out of habit, the four of us were divided into groups and put the peach in the middle, so that she would be safer. I slept with the drunkard in the outermost tent, and brother donkey and Ivan slept in one.

So I slept until the early morning. I was awakened by a shock from my wrist. When I opened my eyes and was about to see if it was a false alarm triggered by a small animal, I suddenly heard a very slight rustle