I walked to the vicinity of the brigade headquarters and observed whether there were any militia patrols.

Very good, no.

Then he went straight to the door of the brigade headquarters, squatted down and observed the surrounding environment to make sure it was safe.

He pulled a short, very thin wire from his pocket and quickly opened the door to the brigade headquarters. After groping inside in the dark, he used the same method to open the phone locked in a small wooden box, cranked the black handle, and made a call.

After nearly ten minutes of transferring, transferring, and transferring again, I finally contacted my current unit.

The other party answered the phone and said "Wai (second tone)" concisely. Suihe did not say anything and waited for five seconds. The other party asked again "Wai (still second tone)". At this time, Suihe began to tap the black microphone regularly.

The other party didn't say anything but listened carefully.

After knocking for a while, it stopped and the other party's rhythmic knocking sound came from the microphone. I replied casually, "Received," and waited for the next instruction on the spot.

After the communication, Suihe locked the phone back, restored everything to its original state, locked the door and left.

When I returned to Aunt Sun's house, I saw several strong young men wandering around the door of Aunt Sun's house. Because it was night, the villagers had already gone to bed, so there was no need to ask, so I knew they were coming for me. It seemed that there would be a fierce battle tonight.

Take a deep breath. Fighting between active-duty military personnel and civilians can have serious consequences. But if the other party is maliciously provoking, picking fights, or deliberately sabotaging, the consequences are another matter.

Suihe originally wanted to go back to the room to sleep, but now there is no need to sleep. Fortunately, he had prepared and reported the matter to his superiors in advance, so even if it happens, it will not be too troublesome and is still within the controllable range.

I walked along the wall to the back of the yard. The house faced south. I reached the north wall, hooked my hands around it, and with a push, I climbed up. Jumping down, I found the backyard. Fortunately, I didn't have any small animals, otherwise the chickens, ducks, geese, dogs, and sheep would have attracted people from outside.

After entering the room and seeing Aunt Sun still sleeping soundly, Suihe was sure that Aunt Sun must have been fed some medicine, otherwise she would not have been in such a coma.

In the dark, I poured some hot water from the thermos and, taking advantage of the moonlight, quickly fed Aunt Sun some more. She hadn't urinated in over half a day, and she was severely dehydrated. Around six in the evening, Suihe fed Aunt Sun half a bowl of cornmeal porridge. Without liquids nearby, there was no way to get her hydrated through an IV, so drinking directly from her was a somewhat crude method. I'd see how Aunt Sun fared tomorrow. If she couldn't hold on any longer, I'd take her to the county hospital.

After taking care of his aunt, Suihe calmed down and prepared to deal with the people outside. These people were either sent by the middle-aged man during the day or by the second brother in the county town he mentioned. The village chief was also a suspect. Anyway, there were only these few people, and they couldn't escape.

The two houses of Aunt Sun's family were built on the edge of the village, more than a decade old. They faced a main road, but were still quite far from the village. Back then, everyone in the village preferred to build houses in the center of the village, and no one wanted this plot of land outside. But Sun Yonggeng said this plot of land was good: easy to get in and out, far enough from the village for fewer disputes, and so he took it. The advantage of a remote plot of land is that it's large enough to build two houses. At the time, Sun Yonggeng hadn't even considered marrying yet. He had just served in the army for a few years and had saved all his money to build a house for his family. He would patch up his pants with holes and wear them himself, not wanting to buy new ones.