I build a red alert base in the Golden Triangle

Chapter 210

: Roadside interview by Longguo reporter

The Little Mekong River is located more than 20 kilometers north of Jingdong City.

This is a small river only twenty or thirty meters wide, winding through the mountains and forests, heading east, and finally flowing into the Mekong River.

At a checkpoint by the river, a heavy-duty truck loaded with more than fifty tons of iron ore was parked. Several repairmen were busy doing something under the truck chassis. A heavy-duty truck driver wearing a white T-shirt was not far away. He was smoking a cigarette anxiously on the side of the road, looking at the other heavy trucks that kept coming and going on the road, his brows almost knitted into a straight line.

Liu Xiao’s motorcade also stopped in the open space of this checkpoint, and a staff member was verifying Liu Xiao’s documents.

As the legion’s satellites are launched into the sky, the communication system and network system have also been improved, and the legion’s own network system has been established.

When Liu Xiao and others entered the country through the Mongla Port, the registered entry information was transmitted to various departments through the army’s internal network, and the checkpoints on the road also received this information.

“Hello, master.” Liu Xiao, his deputy Ma Tiancheng and a photographer took advantage of a break during the inspection to find the anxious heavy truck driver.

“Are you from the Longguo Central News Agency?” The heavy truck driver saw the press card on Liu Xiao’s chest. Unexpectedly, he was still from his hometown. He immediately became familiar with 403 and greeted a few people to sit on the plastic stool: “Come on. Come, sit down.”

“Hey, thank you, master!” Liu Xiao asked everyone to sit down and asked the truck driver: “Master, I went to Jingdong for an interview. I happened to see that there seemed to be something wrong with your truck. Can I interview you?”

“Of course.” The heavy truck driver took out a pack of cigarettes and handed them to several people.

Then he slowly said: “I am from Tengyuan Mining Transportation Company, and my name is Mei Xinghui.”

This heavy truck driver has a strong physique and looks tall and thick, but he has a very elegant name.

“Are you transporting ore from Jingdong to China?” Liu Xiao asked, handing his press card to the other party, and said: “Don’t worry, our Central Newspaper’s reports are strictly reviewed before being broadcast. of.”

Mei Xinghui looked at the press card, handed it back to the other party, and then sighed and said: “Yes, there are large iron ore mines in Jingdong, and they cooperate with several large steel groups in our country. We truck drivers, I travel from Jingdong to Mengla Port every day.”

“No, my heavy truck has some old problems (abcf) because of my age. I usually have nothing to do. The road from Jingdong to Mengla is not easy to walk. After running for more than ten days, I finally couldn’t hold on. .”

“The company has transferred two heavy trucks and a dump truck to transfer. I will probably have to retire from my old job.”

Mei Xinghui talked about his recent experiences with emotion.

Liu Xiaocai learned from Mei Xinghui that heavy truck drivers like them often traveled along the border of Yunnan Province, usually pulling in specialties such as fruits and wood.

Then he was urgently recruited by the company to run the line from Jingdong to Mengla Port.

When asked about his feelings here, Mei Xinghui thought for a moment and said: “Actually, we were a little worried when we first heard about the Golden Triangle. After all, the Golden Triangle is a place that is notoriously chaotic.”

“However, the people from the head office repeatedly assured us that they had reached an agreement with the largest local armed force. No one dared to rob our truck, and there were troops patrolling the road. Then they bought us a lot of insurance, doubled our salary, and paid us back We only agreed to come with additional subsidies.”

“When I first ran this route, I was a little worried, but after running for a long time, it actually didn’t matter. The people here are similar to us, most of them can speak Chinese, but they are much poorer. Pretty much.”

“And it’s only over 60 kilometers away. It takes about four hours to run back and forth. There are also legionnaires on duty at the rest areas along the way. There is basically no need to worry about gas guzzlers stealing gas.”

“In order to earn more subsidy money, I brought two apprentices with me. They are both Chinese from Jingdong. Now I am going to Jingdong to find someone to sell goods.”

Facing the camera, Mei Xinghui behaved very talkatively.

While they were chatting, several cars drove over from the direction of Jingdong and stopped in the open space of the checkpoint.

“Master!” Two young men who looked to be in their teens or 20s jumped out of a car and quickly came to Mei Xinghui, respectfully.

“Well, these are my two apprentices, Yang Bao and Zhang Mingtian, one from the Bai ethnic group and the other from the Hani ethnic group.” Mei Xinghui introduced his two apprentices.

In a modern broad sense, the Chinese are no longer just Han people, but a group of people with mainly Chinese culture.

Just like the Judah tribe, they are a group united by maternal blood and religious beliefs.

The Chinese ethnic group is also a group united by blood and cultural recognition.

Although Yang Bao and Zhang Mingtian are from a minority ethnic group and lack long-term education in Chinese culture, and their ancestors also have Han ancestry, they now speak Chinese and write Chinese characters, so they are certainly considered members of the Chinese ethnic group.

After chatting with Liu Xiao for a while, Mei Xinghui took his two apprentices and started unloading the goods.

First, the ore must be unloaded from the heavy truck, and then transported by a special unloading truck to another heavy truck that will take over.

Mei Xinghui’s heavy truck will probably take a long time to repair, and the company will arrange a new vehicle for him.

So after unloading the goods, Mei Xinghui took his two apprentices back to the company branch in Bianluo Town to pick up the new car.

Liu Xiao and others also completed the inspection and continued to Jingdong.

Along the way, Liu Xiao saw many trucks. Some of them carried ore, some carried timber, and some carried fruits or local specialties.

The road from Jingdong to Mengla Port has become an economic corridor under the control of the army.

There are many temporarily cleared open spaces on both sides of the road, or some small shops, teahouses, and restaurants opened by ordinary people living beside the road in their own homes, selling various farm fruits, farm vegetables, and water.

The closer we get to Jingdong, the clearer the changes brought about by this economic corridor.

After entering Jingdong Plain, you can see areas under construction everywhere.

The traces of the past war are no longer visible, and the whole city exudes an atmosphere of vigorous development from the inside out.

It made Liu Xiao feel like he had returned to the Longguo towns in the 1990s.

A scene of prosperity.

This place does not seem to be affected by the Burmese civil war, even though it is the base camp of the Legion, which is launching a fierce offensive against the Burmese military government.

Liu Xiao was curious about the circumstances under which the legion was winning battles on the front lines while developing important cities in the rear.