They say you don't hit someone in the face, but Li Xuewu went for Pazile's face.

"Remember, your sister was robbed by them. You came to find her, and you happened to meet us. Do you understand?"

Li Xuewu gritted his teeth and grabbed Pazile's neck collar and told him this.

Pazile's reaction was even more heartbreaking.

"Platoon leader! Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Unable to answer Li Xuewu's question, Pazile just lay on the ground and cried loudly.

He was so helpless, and his heart-wrenching cries were unbearable to listen to.

When Pazile's sister saw what Li Xuewu said, she knelt beside her brother and helped him cry.

Only they themselves know what hardships they have endured. Li Xuewu only needs to know whether they have touched their bottom line.

He is only responsible for judging people's hearts, and the law must override the judgment of people's hearts.

Li Xuewu turned around and waved to Zhao Yajun in the distance, indicating that he could come over.

Zhao Yajun has been vigilant about the surrounding environment and is also monitoring the movements of these people in the middle of the venue.

He knew that the second brother did not trust these herdsmen, let alone the kneeling man.

One of the reasons why Batur was afraid of Li Xuewu was the light machine gun in the distance. He saw with his own eyes how a person was torn to pieces by that sharp weapon.

Pazile cried for a while, stood up with the support of his sister, and looked at Li Xuewu pitifully with the big slap mark on his face.

Li Xuewu was his platoon leader when he was in the army, and he was the elder brother of his brothers on the southern battlefield.

So seeing Li Xuewu now was like seeing his own relatives, and he no longer had the arrogance of just one person who dared to suppress the whole audience.

Li Xuewu took out a pile of toilet paper from his pocket and threw it on Pazile's face. He glanced at it with disgust, then looked at the woman who was supporting him.

"Is this your sister?"

Li Xuewu took a closer look at this sister now, and couldn't help but feel that he had been deceived.

Pazile is nineteen years old, and his sister cannot be more than nineteen, but why does this "sister" look like thirty-nine?

"Yes, it's my sister Delia"

Seeing Li Xuewu's puzzled expression, he explained: "That's what the shepherdess means."

"That's why I'm asking you this!"

Li Xuewu grabbed Pazile by the collar and walked out. He frowned but asked softly: "Why the hell are you telling me the truth? Is this your sister?"

"Yes, this is my sister!"

Pazile said with certainty: "Platoon commander, I know I was wrong! I know what I did was wrong. When I met you, I knew I was liberated."

As I spoke, I felt like crying again.

"Platoon leader, I have been living an ignoble life just for my sister. Now that I entrust my sister to you, I feel relieved. You can arrest me and bring me back for trial!"

"Wait a minute!!!"

Li Xuewu pushed Pazile, tilted his head and said, "Get out of here, I treat you like a brother, why the hell do you treat me like a brother-in-law?"

Pazile said pitifully: "I am sincere, firstly to repay you for taking care of me in the south, and also to repay you for rescuing me now."

Li Xuewu stretched out his arm to support Pazile, who was about to chase him, and asked seriously: "Are you really sure this is sincerity? Are you really sure this is repaying me?"

Pazile looked back at his sister, and then said to Li Xuewu: "Herdsmen, it is inevitable to eat and sleep in the open in the Gobi Desert, and the wind on the grassland is also strong...".

"You don't need to explain!"

Li Xuewu grabbed Pazile's collar and said seriously: "Thank you so much for your kindness, but you have to understand my rejection as a man with a fiancée."

Now Li Xuewu is extremely pleased with Gu Ning's identity. Without Gu Ning, he would not have been able to escape this disaster...sister...sister.

Pazile was also dumbfounded. What he was thinking was that his platoon leader and his subordinate came back, how could they get married so quickly.

He sincerely wanted to repay Li Xuewu, and Li Xuewu also truly felt that he was taking revenge on himself.

Li Xuewu reached out and scratched his head and said guiltily: "Don't think so much. If I had known you were back, I would have gone to your house to see you, and I wouldn't have had so many things happen."

Pazile understood in his heart and said with a grimace: "It would be useless if you had known I would come back."

As he spoke, he looked at the vast snow-white prairie and burst into tears.

"Don't say it's you, I also searched for two months before I found my home..."

Ever since that incident in 1962, this place has been empty. You can run around and walk around as you like. If you see people in one day, you are considered powerful.

"Besides, you were injured and left in such a hurry, we..."

Li Xuewu patted Pazile on the shoulder, hugged him and walked back.

Seeing that Batur and the others were loading the car, they wanted to take him into the car and go back with them.

But halfway through, Pazile was stopped by Batur.

"Since you are Cadre Li's friend, let's go find your things."

Pazile was stunned for a moment, glanced at the precious materials on the ground, shook his head and said: "There is nothing of ours here, we..."

Just when he was about to explain, Batur shook his head and said: "It can't be done without you, it must be with you!"

Pazile looked at his compatriots blankly and said seriously: "Really not!"

"It really has to be!"

Li Xuewu looked at Batur who shook his head stubbornly and smiled helplessly: "Batur, he doesn't need it, right?"

Batur licked his lips, bent down and picked up two pieces of gold from the ground and put them into the hands of Pazile and his sister Shepherd...Delia.

Pazile and Delia stared blankly at the gold in their hands, and Li Xuewu also shook his head and smiled bitterly.

I heard Batur, who was bending down to pack these precious things, muttering: "Grudge."

Li Xuewu and the others were really hard at work, but Hawu Le and his nephew were very quick in cleaning the place.

Even the jewelry on the corpses at the scene were taken away by them, and Li Xuewu just pretended that they could not see it.

Batur and the others originally didn't want the skins and supplies that were broken up by Zhao Yajun, but Li Xuewu insisted on taking them with them.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! At first, Batur and others were confused, but Li Xuewu asked: "Do you want these things?"

Batur looked at Li Xuewu and shook his head, saying: "We only take these things."

He was referring to the bag of money and those precious little things, such as skins and firearms, which they didn't want.

Millions of livestock have frozen to death this year, and the most indispensable thing is their skins.

"Then I want these skins, horses, and corpses."

The grain and cooking utensils were put on the trailer by Batur and others, and Li Xuewu wanted the horses to understand.

They can't have these horses because the cattle are starving to death every day in the pasture. How can they keep these horses?

It’s understandable that he wants skins. After all, he’s from the mainland, and it’s a fortune to bring him back.

But these corpses...especially those broken corpses, what are they doing?

Li Xuewu said with a smile: "Those yellow and white things look like treasures to you, but to us, these corpses are treasures."

Seeing Li Xuewu's smile, Batur understood instantly. Thinking of Li Xuewu's identity, he knew that this was for military exploits.

How else can we say that the Han people can govern the world? It’s just this kind of thinking...

Except for the blown-up car, all usable items were loaded into the body of the remaining car.

The seven corpses were wrapped in skins by Batur and others, and they really fulfilled the saying of "wrapped in horse leather".

"Can you drive?"

Li Xuewu helped them clean up, then looked at Diyal who was standing at the door of the cab and asked.

Dial nodded with his index finger and thumb supporting his chin and said, "No problem, I'll see if I can drive it. I've seen other people driving tractors in the city."

"Hiss!~"

Li Xuewu felt a toothache. This is such a hardcore character.

People who have seen others driving tractors dare to drive trucks. Since I have also driven a jeep, can I fly a plane?

"Yajun!"

Li Xuewu walked back to the back of the car and shouted at the carriage covered by a tarpaulin.

Zhao Yajun then opened the tarp, exposed his head, looked at Li Xuewu and said, "Director."

General Li Xuewu took Zhao Yajun's gun and waved for him to come down.

"You go ahead and drive"

Zhao Yajun blinked and said: "Um... didn't he say he could drive it?"

"I'm so... I'm so scared!"

Seeing several herdsmen in the car looking over, Li Xuewu was embarrassed to talk about the idiot in front of him.
To be continued...