The reconstruction of Special Case Team 3 is very secretive. At present, other than a few high-level leaders, only a few of us know.
Team Leader Chen said that we have two missions on this trip: One was to find out the truth behind the destruction of Team Three five years ago, and the other was to open the legendary " primitive door."
Time is of the essence now, because apart from us, there are at least two other forces that have the same goal as us. We have to get ahead of them.
After everything was ready, we secretly left the investigation bureau and boarded a plane to Xinjiang.
I didn't fly many times. When I first took off, I was still not used to it. I chewed three pieces of gum in a row like others, causing Yang Liu to snicker at the side. After arguing with her for a while, I glanced at Team Leader Chen and Mozzie. Both of them were looking at the magazine in their hands expressionlessly, as if they were on a vacation.
After getting off the plane, we took all kinds of equipment that were transported through special channels and moved to the edge of the Taklamakan Desert. Since they were going to the depths of Lop Nur, even the best off-road vehicle was useless. Team Leader Chen planned to use the most primitive means of transportation: Camels.
There are many places that specialize in renting camels, and some even have a tour guide. We're not traveling companions, and bringing a tour guide will only add to the trouble. Team Leader Chen said that these camels were all commercial and did not have much experience. Only camels fed by farmers and residents were the most ideal.
After asking around, we learned that in a relatively remote village, there was an old man named Hamaidi who fed a few camels. They were all descendants of wild camels. The mother of these camels had once saved the life of the old man Hamati in the depths of Lop Nur, and he had always regarded it as a gift from God. There was once someone who was prepared to pay for it, but he was chased out with a wooden stick. The person who told us this advised us to give up.
When we heard that this person had been to the depths of Lop Nur, we wanted to give it a try. On the way, Team Leader Chen told us a lot of local taboos. The residents here are mainly Uighurs, so we must respect their customs and beliefs.
We inquired all the way to the village where Hamaidi was located. As soon as we entered the village, we met a warm-hearted family. The owner asked his child to bring us to the door of Hamaidi's old man's courtyard. After thanking the little guy, we found an energetic old man sitting in the corner of the courtyard enjoying the shade. There were a few large camels lying in the courtyard. With one look, one could tell that the imposing manner of holding their heads high and chesting out their chests was not something ordinary camels could compare to.
"Master Hamati Jiang!" " Jiang!" Team Leader Chen shouted politely. He added the word " Jiang " after his name to show respect.
It was said that ethnic minorities were more hospitable than the Han people, and this was true. When Mr. Hamati saw that there were guests, he stood up with a smile and welcomed us into the courtyard. She instructed her daughter-in-law to set up a table in the courtyard and bring us tea and water. She also brought out a lot of fruits.
Mosquito, Yang Liu, and I didn't know much about the local customs, so we didn't dare to make too much noise. We followed whatever Team Leader Chen did.
Grandpa Hamati had been dealing with tourists all year round. His Mandarin was not bad, so there were no obstacles in communicating. After a round of politeness, Team Leader Chen went straight to the point.
"Master Hamati Jiang, I won't hide it from you. I came to look for you this time because I hope you can help us with something! A friend of mine went to explore Lop Nur three months ago and hasn't returned yet. According to his last contact with his family, he said that he was going to the depths of Lop Nur. We were asked by his family to find him. We asked around and found that you were the only one who had been to the depths of Lop Nur. Could you be our guide? Pity that grieving mother. I believe that even God will not ignore her!”
When Grandpa Hamati heard about Lop Nur, his face immediately darkened, indicating that he was in a difficult position. He said that he was also the father of several children, so he could fully understand his feelings. However, he could not help but swear that he would never enter Lop Nur again in his life. He even advised us not to go there. That was a place cursed by the devil. If it weren't for God's salvation, we wouldn't have been able to return.
This was already within our expectations. Team Leader Chen changed the topic and tactfully begged Uncle Hamati to rent the camels to us so that we wouldn't have to walk.
Upon hearing this, Grandpa Hamati was extremely unwilling. He wanted us to rent his camels elsewhere, but he wouldn't lend them to anyone.
I didn't think much of it. Isn't it just a few camels? He could not help but look at the camels and say," I don't care how much you want. Please name a price.
Who knew that as soon as I said this, Grandpa Hamati saw me staring at his camel and immediately cursed,"You thieves who use the excuse of renting camels, they are all my treasures. No one can think of anything.”As he spoke, he wanted to use a wooden stick to chase us away. Team Leader Chen glared at me angrily and quickly persuaded Uncle Hamati tactfully that we didn't mean that. I just remembered that Team Leader Chen had mentioned some of the Uighurs 'taboos. If you keep staring at the owner's precious things, it's very impolite and will be thought of as wanting to take them for yourself.
Seeing that I was in trouble, I immediately went up to hug Uncle Hamati's wooden stick and said with a sobbing tone,"Master Hamati Jiang! My dear grandpa, I am a toad that grew up in a dry well. I have only seen the sky as big as a dustpan. My hair is short, and my knowledge is even shorter. I didn't know that those were your treasures. It's all because this society is too complicated. Money has corrupted our generation. We think that there's nothing in this world that money can't do. Seeing your actions today, it broke my values. It's worth it even if you beat me to death. You've taught me a profound lesson. Money is important, but there are many things that money can't buy. The ancients gave up wealth for their friends. Today, you gave up money for a camel. I really admire you. I asked myself repeatedly on the way here: Why did I have to go through this journey in my life? Now I know that it was to learn this excellent quality from you!”
Old Man Hamati was simple and honest. He stood rooted to the spot by my nonsense. Mosquito Yang Liu and Team Leader Chen widened their eyes.
Grandpa Hamati was stunned for a while before he stuttered,"Why do young people nowadays only care about money? They've never suffered like us back then. You're no different from my disappointing grandson.”
When the others saw that Old Man Hamati's tone had softened, they surrounded him and apologized. Only then did the atmosphere ease up. I almost messed things up, so I didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore.
For a long time after that, Grandpa Hamati used his grandson as an example and told me a lot of truths. I listened like a chicken pecking at rice.
Yang Liu, who was standing at the side, laughed out loud as if she was saying that she deserved it. Mosquito chuckled and shook her head. Only Team Leader Chen would stare at me from time to time. His expression was as serious as a memorial service.
Under my very sincere misunderstanding, Grandpa Hamati finally stopped educating him and said to Team Leader Chen earnestly,"It's not that I don't want to help you. Firstly, the mother of this camel saved my life. Secondly, that place can't be gone. There are demons inside.”
These words aroused our curiosity and we quickly asked what was going on. So, Uncle Hamati told us about his experience when he was young.
Since the discovery of a series of unsolved mysteries in Lop Nur in the 1950s and 1960s, many people from all over the country and even the world went on archaeological expeditions, but more people went for the treasure.
One day in the 1970s, a few elegant people came to Hamaidi's house. Without saying anything, they threw out a large number of food and meat tickets and asked Hamaidi to be their guide, saying that they wanted to go on an adventure in Lop Nur.
In that era, no one dared to say that they would not be tempted by such a large number of food stamps. At that time, Hamati was still in his early thirties and was in his prime. He was fearless. The old man, who was no less experienced than the old man in the desert, immediately agreed to go.
However, as soon as they entered the border of Lop Nur, Old Hamati regretted it. He realized that these people were all carrying guns and ammunition, as well as a large bag of explosives.
The old man was not sure if they were spies or poachers. He hurriedly knelt down and begged, saying with snot and tears that he had both old and young, asking those people to let him go.
However, those people had revealed their true colors. It would be best if Old Man Hamati obediently led the way for them, or else his entire family would be killed. Grandpa Hamati had no choice but to follow. He blamed himself for being greedy.
After walking along the dried-up tributary of the Peacock River for about ten days, the leader suddenly became excited when he reached a hilly area with some vegetation.
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