Chapter 19 The Old Village Head of Tibetan Ethnic Group

  "Lin Yi, you come ask," Cheng Feng suddenly remembered that Lin Yi was right beside him.

  "I'll go with Lianchang," said Lin Yi, handing his gun to Cheng Feng.

  "No way, Lin Yi, you have to bring your gun, who knows who they are."

  "No need to guess, these must be fellow villagers, they won't let their families return home." Lin Yi said as he walked out of the shelter.

  "King Yi Qiang, cover!" Cheng Feng shouted out a row of names of snipers.

  "Yes, Lian Chang, Wang Yi Qiang is here," Little Wang ran to Cheng Feng's side, speaking while raising the sniper rifle, loading the bullet, his finger hooked on the trigger, and the scope immediately locked onto several people across.

  "If there's an accident, you shoot, the one on the left is yours, I'll take care of this one, Old Li, the one on the right belongs to you" Cheng Feng arranged, he was afraid that Lin Yi would suffer a loss.

  "No need to drag it out, just hand everything over to me. At this distance, I won't give anyone a chance to fire a shot," Little Wang said seriously.

  Soon, Lin Yi walked to the side of those villagers who were shivering all over, Cheng Feng picked up the binoculars, from which he saw that Lin Yi was talking with these people, nodding his head from time to time, and then another person nodded, then shook hands, and then one of the old villagers actually took out a white hada and put it on Lin Yi's head. At this point, Cheng Feng knew that this was definitely no problem, these were really villagers, and they were real Tibetans.

  Lin Yat and an old classmate walked over, while the other two ran into the woods, excitedly waving their hands. After a while, Lin Yat came back with a hada on his neck, smiling happily, leading the oldest classmate to Cheng Feng's location, and it was clear that Lin Yat was very happy.

  "Director Lian, this fellow villager is called Zha Xi Dun Cuo, he's the village head," said Lin Yi, pointing to the old man beside him. The old man had a dark red complexion, and at a glance, you could tell he was a local from this region.

  The old man came to Cheng Feng, guessing that Cheng Feng was an official, so he bowed and stretched out his hand from his chest to take out a white hada, holding it with both hands, and handed it to Cheng Feng. Cheng Feng knew the rules, so he also stretched his neck and bowed, letting the old villager put the hada around his neck. However, in his heart, he was thinking "They gave me a hada, but I didn't prepare one, what should I do? This is so impolite!"

  Cheng Feng was at a loss as to how to return the hada to the elderly, when he felt someone poking his waist from behind. Turning around, it was Old Li. Cheng Feng was about to get angry, but then saw that Old Li's hands were now holding several hadas.

  "Ah, Old Li, I adore you, it's so great to have you!" Xing Feng said in his heart, winking at Old Li as he took the hada from him and put one on the elderly person in front of him. The old man happily accepted the hada, smiling at Xing Feng as he also gave one to Old Li, then turned around and continued talking to Lin Yi.

  "Lao Li, where did you get this Hada from?" Cheng Feng asked in a low voice, turning to Lao Li and his fellow villager.

  "Come on, you've forgotten. This morning when we were distributing supplies, there were two packages that looked just like this," Old Li said, covering his mouth with his hand.

  "Oh, so that's what happened. I didn't notice at the time either, and almost made a mistake. Luckily you're clever." Cheng Feng covered his mouth and whispered to Old Li.

  "Director, Uncle Zha Xi said that they arrived early today and found a group of Indian soldiers withdrawing from not far away. They didn't know what happened, but those Indians were in a great hurry. The villagers discussed it and thought something was wrong, so they arranged for all the young men to leave. Others prepared to pack up and hide in the mountains, but before they could do that, we arrived. They had no choice but to drop their belongings and run up the mountain. However, now they know who we are, and Uncle Zha Xi has already sent two people back down the mountain to call for help."

  After listening to Lin Yi's translation, Cheng Feng immediately called all the class leaders to a short meeting in the village through the earpiece.

  "Comrades, the villagers will be back soon, but they may not be very friendly to us, and some might even be hostile. We can't blame them for this, after all, this place has been occupied by Indians for decades, and the locals have gotten used to the Indians. So when the villagers return later, everyone must be enthusiastic and proactive. No matter what happens, don't be impulsive, and remember that this is our own land, so we should take care of it like our own home." Cheng Feng instructed several company commanders.

  "Also, everyone remember that here and inland are different, the houses here we are uniformly not allowed to enter unless invited by the owner. However, if there is an adult daughter in the owner's house, then tonight you must not stay overnight at their place. Tonight, everyone will camp outdoors." Chengfeng knew that the Tibetans' views on marriage and love were very different from theirs, and he was afraid that some comrades would make mistakes.

  "In addition, I won't say more about the discipline of the troops. Later, you all go to Deputy Commander Li's place to receive some hada. When you meet older Tibetan fellow countrymen, you must first offer them hada." As Cheng Feng said this, he suddenly remembered his own embarrassing incident earlier. Fortunately, there was Old Li; otherwise, this guy usually doesn't think quickly, but this time he handled it quite cleverly.

  "Tonight, fellow villagers may come to ask us about things, but everyone remembers the principle of secrecy. This is not a safe area yet. Each position must leave enough defensive personnel, and guns must not be left unattended. The sentry posts outside are all double-guarded with bright and dark signals. Electronic sensors at each external connection point must be installed and tested properly. All signals are linked to the terminal. Does everyone understand? Due to the unclear situation in this region, I'm still a bit worried."

  "Understood, company commanders!" each platoon leader replied loudly.

  "That's good, everything goes according to plan. Lin Yi, you come with me to see the old village chief," Cheng Feng said after exchanging greetings with everyone, then pulled Lin Yi along to go find the old village chief.

  The old village chief's home is on the right side of the village, close to the highway. The house is very simple, from inside to outside, it's a typical Tibetan-style house in inland China. On the table in the small main room, there is a portrait of Master Panchen Lama, with various offerings and incense burners in front of it. It can be seen that the old village chief's family are devout Buddhists. On the stove in the center of the house, a black pot is cooking tsampa, a local specialty food. I was surprised to see tsampa being cooked here - isn't this place famous for its grain production? If it's a major grain-producing area, why would they eat tsampa?