Xie Wan met Xie Yuanchao on the border.
She originally thought that her elder brother would bring people with live ammunition to use force to deter the other side, but as a result, the soldiers were all within the border, and only Xie Yuanchao was alone holding a five-star red flag, planting it next to the temporary boundary marker, standing straight, like a sculpture.
"What does he mean?" Xie Wan asked Qin Muye who escorted her here.
Qin Muye curled his lips and praised: "Brother has matured."
There was a flash of light from the opposite side. Xie Wan curled her lips and said, "Will his military posture be shown to the world in a few days?"
Qin Muye sighed: "Western journalists would never publish such positive photos.
They were just waiting for our soldiers to approach with guns and ammunition, leaving behind evidence that we had provoked the dispute.
The eldest brother saw through their conspiracy, so he stood there alone."
Xie Wan asked: "How long does he have to stand there? If the Monba man on the other side is not released, it will be useless for him to just stand there, right?"
Qin Muye said: "Brother must be waiting for orders from above. Unfortunately, he can't get them. I can imagine that they must ask us to restrain ourselves and then make a diplomatic protest."
The two countries just established ambassadorial-level diplomacy this year, which was basically used to resolve pastoralist disputes, and there has been no substantial progress in diplomatic relations.
At this time, the dim light of dawn revealed Xie Yuanchao's backlit silhouette, and the national flag beside him fluttered in the wind. Xie Wan took out his camera and took a photo of his elder brother. In the photo, one could see that Asan's sentry post not far away was brightly lit.
"Okay, no need to fight, go and call my brother down." Xie Wan said.
Qin Muye knew that Xie Wan already had an idea.
When Xie Yuanchao came down, another soldier took his place to stand guard and protect the boundary marker.
Because he had been standing for too long, Xie Yuanchao stumbled whenever he moved. Qin Muye helped him back to Xie Wan. Xie Yuanchao shouted, "Damn, my legs are really numb."
Seeing Xie Wan, Xie Yuanchao's eyes lit up and asked, "Sister, did the higher-ups send your special forces over? I negotiated with the other side before, and they insisted that they were enforcing the law in a civilized manner, and that Gesang Dunzhu shot and attacked them, and they want to send Gesang Dunzhu to court for trial. Let's contact the diplomatic department for coordination."
Qin Muye patted Xie Yuanchao on the shoulder and praised him, "Brother, thank you for restraining yourself this time."
Xie Yuanchao clenched his fists and bared his teeth, "I really can't stand it, Muye, what do the higher-ups say?"
Xie Wanyan massaged Xie Yuanchao's arms and legs and said, "Brother, I will go over and rescue the Monba man in a moment. They are ambushing many foreign journalists, waiting for us to rescue them. It will not be appropriate for too many people to go, so I can go alone."
Xie Yuanchao glared at Qin Muye, Qin Muye nodded, and Xie Yuanchao rubbed his hands, "I'll go with Xiaowan."
Xie Wan didn't want to take Xie Yuanchao with her, as she would be more relaxed if she acted alone.
“Brother, those foreign journalists are squatting across the street waiting for news, we should give them some news.
Wait till tonight, you are like this..."
Xie Yuanchao was dumbfounded after hearing Xie Wan's idea and asked, "Is this possible?"
Xie Wan smiled and said, "Of course, we should try our best to show the demeanor of a great country and ensure that our people live and work in peace and contentment.
I’m leaving, don’t worry…”
After calming down his eldest brother, Xie Wan prepared to go over.
Of course, she would not directly cross the boundary marker. She waved her hand and walked to the side...
Half an hour later, Xie Wan had crossed the blockade and entered the area actually controlled by the Indian army.
In Beibeng Township, the topography on both sides is actually not much different.
The plateau meadows interspersed among the high mountain valleys are the natural pastures on which the herdsmen in southern Tibet have relied for generations.
However, south of the blockade line, you rarely see yaks and sheep.
The herdsmen who cared about China would rather drive their livestock back north than be ruled by the Sindhu people.
In the early days, the Indian authorities also vigorously drove away the herders from southern Tibet, but later they began to adopt a conciliatory policy, retaining some herders and allowing them to join Indian citizenship.
Sindhu was the ancient Chinese name for Indians, and Tibetans continue to use this name to this day.
India practices a caste system, and Indian society is divided into four major castes and one "untouchable" group.
The four castes are Brahmin, Kshatriya, Vaishya and Shudra. They have a strict hierarchy and are engaged in different occupations that they consider to be high or low, and their social and religious status are very different.
The Vaisyas are mainly engaged in commerce, agriculture and handicrafts. They are the economic backbone of society and are located in the lower and middle classes of society.
The profession of herdsman should originally belong to this class.
However, even if the herders in southern Tibet surrendered, they could only be classified into the fourth class of Shudras and the "untouchable" group.
Shudras are a low caste in India, equivalent to the class of slaves and servants. Therefore, those herders who did not return to the north, after experiencing the life of subordinates, mostly still hope to return to their homeland as soon as possible.
Because Xie Wan had made a circle, she was some distance away from the Indian outpost she had seen before. She released a jeep from the space and drove to find the way.
As she drove on, she felt that this area looked a little familiar.
A village appeared on the right, and there was a small forest outside the village.
Although there were a few more bungalows and a few military vehicles parked there, Xie Wan still recognized it. Wasn't this the Kensang Village she had visited three years ago?
Several military vehicles attracted Xie Wan to get out of the car. He put his car into the space and crouched closer to the bungalows.
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