Reborn in 1977, starting with severing ties with family.

"What should we do if we encounter them?" Sui Zhongliang asked. "If we encounter them, we must not let them feel that you are a threat to them. It's best not to make any sudden moves. Their marksmanship is no joke."

"They also don't let just anyone into their territory."

"So, if you encounter them, never take out a gun. Raise your hands to show that you mean no harm, understand?"

Jiang Sen nodded. It seemed that finding Yingzi was a long and arduous task.

How can I find her?

She doesn't recognize herself right now.

I didn't fall into their trap myself.

trap?

Yup!

Jiang Sen felt a flash of inspiration and slowly curled the corners of his mouth up.

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, they had hunted two rabbits and picked a lot of mushrooms.

Someone discovered wood ear mushrooms, but at this stage, they have only just begun to grow.

If they hadn't clung to that large, horizontal tree and looked closely, they probably wouldn't have been able to tell.

This thing, growing in long stretches, is found on trees struck by lightning that, over the years, nurture countless fungi.

There is such a place not far away.

Seeing their eyes light up, Sui Zhongliang smiled and said, "Remember this place. Come back in a while, and you'll be all grown up."

They didn't find any wood ear mushrooms, but Jiang Sen and his team picked a lot of mushrooms.

The mushrooms in the deep mountains were big, plump, and of many varieties, which delighted them greatly.

When they arrived at the hunter's cabin, the stewed rabbit with mushrooms smelled so delicious that they were completely mesmerized.

The kang mat was new, and there were six of us who squeezed in to sleep.

The next day, everyone thought they should either continue patrolling the mountain or turn back home.

Unexpectedly, Sui Zhongliang said that they would stay here for two more days.

Jiang Sen guessed that he was trying his luck to see if he could run into anyone who came here.

If it's just a hunter, then everything is fine.

But if you encounter a stranger, no matter what they do, arrest them first.

If you continue deeper into the area from here, beyond the territory of the Oroqen people, you will reach the border.

No one can guarantee that no enemy will cross the mountains and ridges from here to cause sabotage.

They were having so much fun in the mountains that they forgot all about home, while back at the farm headquarters, awards were being given to Jiang Sen, Wang Haiyang, and Wei San.

Since Wang Haiyang had already returned to Kyoto and joined the army, the commendation was sent directly there.

Wei San was summoned to the farm headquarters, awarded a first-class merit, and received a reward of fifty yuan and one hundred jin of grain coupons, plus another fifty jin of non-staple food coupons and other coupons.

Wei San was completely dizzy, and even after returning to the Fourth Brigade, he still felt like he was in a dream.

After Hu Zhiqing and the others left, Lao Zhang took charge of the work with the educated youth here.

A celebration was specially held for him.

Wei San didn't know who he was now. Looking at the medals and prizes in his hands, he felt a little uneasy and became even more low-key and cautious.

He felt guilty; he was afraid people would find out he used to be a thief.

He wanted to go find Jiang Sen.

Because only Jiang Sen knew his secret, he wanted to beg him to keep the fact that he was a thief a secret.

But he didn't know that Jiang Sen didn't take it seriously at all.

In my past life, I was in prison and I saw all the most heinous murderers.

Even petty thieves are considered good people inside.

The forestry headquarters called the forest farm, and Zhang Jianjun went to the sixth shift to find Jiang Sen, only to be told by the old cripple that he had gone on patrol.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Jianjun realized that they had been gone for four days and should be back soon, so he decided to stay in Class Six and wait for Jiang Sen and the others to return.

The old cripple took out the Moutai he had brought back from Class Two.

"Want some drinks?"

Zhang Jianjun asked, "The bottle that Jiang Sen put with the second squad leader?"

"That bottle, I brought it back a few days ago, but I haven't been able to bring myself to drink it."

"Let's wait for them to come back and celebrate Jiang Sen's victory!" Zhang Jianjun looked at the wine bottle, swallowed hard, handed it to the old cripple, picked up the wine flask, poured himself a little strong liquor, and said, "Drink this! It's so satisfying!"

The old cripple laughed, "I was thinking of finding a chance to have a sip, but since you said so, let's put it back and drink some strong liquor!"

Deep in the mountains, Sui Zhongliang and Jiang Sen were completely unaware of this.

They began patrolling the mountains around the hunter's lodge the following day.

No one was left behind at the cabin, only the wild vegetables and mushrooms that had been picked.

As Jiang Sen walked upstream along the stream, he would occasionally glance into the depths.

"Stop looking!" Fu Chunsheng said, "The fairy won't come out!"

Jiang Sen smiled but didn't say anything.

After walking for most of the day, they arrived at another canyon.

If you cross over there and then climb another mountain, you'll reach the border.

Sui Zhongliang planned to rest here, have a meal, and then return.

Jiang Sen and his companions gathered some dry branches from the side of the stream, lit a fire, killed a deer they had hunted along the way, skewered it with branches, and began to roast it.

Wild vegetable and mushroom soup was simmering on the kerosene stove.

They've run out of the steamed buns they brought, and these past few days they've been eating compressed biscuits.

The first time we ate it, none of us had any experience. Each of us ate two pieces and drank the soup. As a result, we were so full that we didn't eat dinner and felt bloated the next morning.

So, when they ate again later, they would avoid eating if possible, and if they did eat, they would only dare to take a bite. If they felt they weren't full after finishing the soup and meat, they would eat a little more.

Today, they have figured out the properties of compressed biscuits, and one-third of them is enough for one meal.

If they have enough meat, they won't eat compressed biscuits; they'll save them for emergencies.

They were happily eating roasted venison, unaware that on the other side of the mountain, five people were also roasting rabbit.

The five men were easily recognizable; they weren't Chinese, they were Russians!

The group chatted amongst themselves, taking turns drinking from small wine jugs.

Suddenly, a tiger's roar rang out.

Both sides change color simultaneously.

"There's a tiger! Climb the tree, load your gun!"

Sui Zhongliang quickly issued the orders.

Jiang Sen heard the tiger's roar and felt a tremor deep in his soul.

As expected of the king of the forest, its roar alone is enough to instill fear.

They disregarded everything else, grabbed their guns, found the nearest tree, climbed up the branches, and, holding their guns, cautiously observed their surroundings.

On the other side, the leader issued the same instruction almost simultaneously.

However, they were unlucky; a tiger appeared on their side.

"Ow..."

The Siberian tiger exuded a kingly aura, its eyes fixed on the person struggling to climb the tree.

Out of fear, the man failed to climb the tree several times and finally gave up. He turned around, gun in hand, and stared at the tiger approaching him, his teeth chattering.

"Shoot!" the person in the tree whispered. "Shoot, you idiot!"

However, the man under the tree had trembling hands that could barely hold the gun, let alone fire it.

"No, no! Mom, I want to go home..."

The person murmured almost desperately, tears streaming down their face, repeatedly calling for their mother.

"Idiot! Shoot!" The person in the tree cried out anxiously, urging him on.

"what……"

No one would have expected that the person under the tree would react in this way.

He threw down his gun and ran away.

The enormous Siberian tiger gave chase in an instant and disappeared into the woods.

The four people in the tree breathed a sigh of relief, but also started cursing.

They berated their fleeing companion as a coward and demanded an explanation for why he hadn't fired.

They also scolded him for his bad luck, saying that he had caused them to lose a comrade-in-arms.

Compassion seems to be completely absent in them.

They were cursing, but dared not climb down the tree. Looking at the charred rabbit on the fire below, they cursed even more vehemently.

As the roars of tigers continued to echo, Sui Zhongliang frowned.

The others were also more nervous.

Because they heard screams coming from nearby.