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Chapter 1731 Encirclement and Kill
Bai Ji doesn't know what a dimensional reduction attack is, but he is actually experiencing it.

Even without many years of experience, Bai Ji would have no competitive advantage against Wang Yan simply because he is a college graduate from outside the region who came here to help build a poor area.

"Brother Yan, are you and Xiao Yan together?"

As he lay in bed that night, Bai Ji, still unwilling to give up, wanted to confirm it one more time. He smoked, pretending not to care, but the ash grew quite long without him noticing.

Wang Yan nodded with a smile: "I'll invite you for drinks at my wedding."

"I'm not saying this to be mean, but Brother Yan, this is too fast. You've only been in Mazhi County for less than two months, and you've only met Xiaoyan a few times, and you're already dating? And you're even getting married?"

"Relationships develop gradually. I don't see Xiaoyan often, but every time we meet, we become closer. She sees me as an ambitious young man, and I see her as beautiful and gentle. It's like a turtle seeing a green bean—it's not like we're immediately attracted to each other. It has something to do with how fast we get along or how long we spend together, but it's not that important."

Wang Yan, smoking a cigarette, said with a smile, "You may not know this, but in some developed areas, there are dance halls and bars where men and women can have sex that very night if they take a liking to each other, and the location is very casual."

"Isn't that Miss?"

"The girls who ask for money are the ones who pay; what about those who don't?"

"Is there anything free?"

"She might give the man money when she's happy, but that's rare. However, it's not uncommon for people to act as each other's living Buddhas."

"This..." Bai Ji opened her mouth wide, not knowing what to say.

“They say this is freedom, this is openness,” Wang Yan said with a smile. “There are plenty of strange things in big cities. Compared to these people, don’t you feel that Xiao Yan and I are pretty normal?”

Bai Ji shook his head and didn't say anything, just continued smoking, looking very fierce...

The following morning, after having breakfast at Baiji's house, Wang Yan went to get Wangmu's reply to He Qingyuan, and then chatted with Xiao Yan for a while, agreeing to have dinner at Xiao Yan's house next time and meet her family.

After this, with Xiao Yan reluctantly seeing him off, he drove away from the county town and headed to the village below...

Driving alone in such an environment is actually quite dangerous. Because the road is always the same, and the scenery on both sides doesn't change much either—just endless Gobi Desert, grasslands, and towering snow-capped mountains in the distance.

People can easily let their guard down and lose focus, which could lead to them driving off the road. Once the roads are repaired and cars travel at even higher speeds, the consequences could be even more dire.

After a bumpy ride back to the camp, as soon as I parked the car, I saw Bai Ju, who was sitting on a high place looking out, running over.

Ever since Wang Yan said that poachers might come to raid their home, Bai Ju has been keeping watch outside.

"Dorje and the others have gone into the mountains! Let me tell you that you don't need to go this time."

Bai Ju ran up to Wang Yan and said anxiously, "But I feel something is wrong now. It's not safe for them to go into the mountains. We haven't received any news for so long. There's probably an ambush in the mountains, just waiting for the patrol team to walk right into our trap."

Dongzhiba also ran over: "Brother Yan, I think what A-Jia said makes sense."

Wang Yan patted his head: "Don't even think about it. Just stay home and guard the house. The hides have all been transported away, so there shouldn't be any major problems. Be careful. As for you... you still want to come into the mountains with us, right?"

“I want to help Dorje and the others. You said the situation is dire. What if they get hurt by those poachers? Every extra person helps. Besides, I'm a police officer, I have law enforcement authority, and I'm a good shot. I can definitely help you. And I'm going there voluntarily, so you can't be blamed if anything happens.”

Do you think it's possible that I'm not to blame?

Amid Bai Ju's pitiful dejection, Wang Yan changed the subject, "However, I've still decided to take you into the mountains. Let's go, get a bigger car, and bring enough fuel and supplies. We need to prepare food and drink for Dorje and the others in case of any emergencies."

"Touchiba, hurry up!" Shirokiku excitedly called out to Touchiba, and together they helped pack things.

There was still a considerable surplus of supplies, mainly due to a previous payment, which allowed for more extensive procurement. Vehicles were also plentiful; seven or eight vehicles were seized in the two trips, along with some larger trucks. Weapons and ammunition were also plentiful, all previously captured, and the patrol team had gained control over their distribution.

Before long, the small truck was loaded with a lot of things, and with Bai Ju driving, the two set off.

“I heard that last time the herders saw four vehicles going into Bolamula, they went in that direction.” Bai Ju pointed into the distance.

Wang Yan's gaze, however, fell on the ground: "Let's go around here and see if we can find any more tire tracks."

"It should be possible. There was no strong wind, rain, or snow yesterday."

Bai Ju followed his instructions and walked diagonally. Soon she saw faint tire tracks. Some of them had been covered by dust swept up by the wind.

Wang Yan jumped out of the car and squatted down to examine the tire tracks closely.

"What can you see?" Bai Ju squatted down as well. "It's just one tire track, is there any need to look at it?"

Wang Yan smiled and didn't refute anything: "We're pretty lucky to see the tire tracks. Let's follow them."

But in reality, he can actually see things.

He was knowledgeable about trace evidence inspection after all; he had seen all the patrol team's vehicles and had a basic understanding of tire tracks. Here, he could see the tire tracks of the two vehicles the patrol team usually drove, as well as the tire tracks of four other different vehicles, and the tire tracks of two additional vehicles.

In terms of sequence, the four vehicles went in first, followed by the two patrol vehicles, and then two more vehicles followed.

It was also evident that three of the six vehicles belonging to other poachers were trucks, indicating that they were well-prepared with supplies. This was truly a strike targeting the patrol team.

Dorje was being a bit too arrogant; he should have just taken the dozens of people from the patrol team with him and gone in together.

However, on the other hand, if dozens of people really went into the mountains together, the poachers wouldn't be so foolish as to go against the patrol team.

Wang Yan didn't tell Bai Ju these things. Bai Ju was an impatient person, but what good would it do for her to be anxious in this situation? It would only make her unable to eat or sleep well, affecting her condition and making it easier for her to make mistakes.

And so, Bai Ju drove diligently, while Wang Yan continued his surveying work, making the most of his time. He also explained to Bai Ju the precautions to take in Bola Mula and introduced her to the wild animals they might encounter along the way, just as Dorje had explained to him before.

“We’re really lucky. I heard that the weather in Bolamula is very changeable, but it’s been two days since Dorje and the others came in, and we came in again, and it still hasn’t rained. We’re still able to follow the tire tracks they left behind. I remember when you went into the mountains before, it wasn’t very good, was it? It started raining as soon as you came in.”

Bai Ju was still happily following the dim car headlights, chasing the traces left by Dorje and the others in the darkness. But soon after she finished speaking, raindrops began to soak the car window, and then gradually grew larger.

Wang Yan shook his head with amusement: "If Zha Cuo were here, he would definitely say that the mountain god doesn't like to listen to you."

Is it really that accurate?

"Obviously not. It was going to rain anyway, you just happened to speak at the right time. Let's stop, don't drive anymore. We can save ourselves the trouble of setting up a tent, just stay in the car for the night and have something simple to eat."

Rain pounded against the car windows; it was already pitch black outside. Inside the driver's seat, a flashlight served as a light source.

Wang Yan gnawed on dried yak meat: "Now that my wish has finally come true, how does it feel?"

"I don't feel anything, it's just that the altitude is a bit high, and I feel a little uncomfortable. I need to get used to it." Bai Ju thought for a moment and said sincerely, "It is indeed a bit inconvenient for me as a woman, but I can overcome it."

The two ate the dry food until they felt full. Then they turned off the flashlight, put themselves in the dark, and listened to the sound of the heavy rain hitting the metal of the car, and gradually fell asleep.

The rain stopped in the middle of the night. When Bai Ju groggily opened her eyes, it was just getting light. Looking to the side, she saw Wang Yan fiddling with a notebook, writing and drawing in the dim light. "This rain must have washed away all the tire tracks. What do we do now?"

"Keep driving forward. There's nothing anyone can do at this point; it's all down to luck."

After a quick breakfast, the two continued their journey.

Wang Yan still didn't tell Bai Ju about the urgency of the situation, calmly continuing his needle-in-a-haystack search in Bolamula, still doing his own thing.

They got stuck a few times along the way, but luckily Wang Yan was strong enough to push it by himself. Otherwise, it would have been really difficult for someone else; the vehicle would most likely not have been able to get out. Without a vehicle, getting out of Bolamula would be a huge struggle, and whether they would survive would depend on the whims of the mountain god.

As they wandered aimlessly through Bolamula, Baiju grew increasingly restless. Bolamula was vast, and the two of them in the car felt incredibly small. After the initial excitement, only boredom remained; Baiju became less talkative and listless.

They walked for another two days, and on the afternoon of the third day in the mountains, things began to change.

"There are tire tracks! They're very new!" Bai Ju excitedly pointed out. "And it looks like there are several cars involved."

Right in front of the vehicle, deep tracks pressed into the mud and tire slippage marks appeared before the two, winding into the distance.

"I see it, drive that way." Wang Yan pointed in a direction.

"Both sides are possible, how can you be sure it's that side?"

"You can tell which direction it's going just by looking at the trajectory. Didn't you learn this at police academy?" Before Bai Ju could speak, Wang Yan waved his hand. "It's okay if you don't know how. You can learn slowly later. Dorje and Zhacuo can both do it. Just observe the cars and things you see on the road. You'll learn little by little."

"Go for it, stay alert, we'll probably be exchanging fire soon. I understand you're nervous, but you must control yourself and avoid impulsive actions."

Bai Ju said, "I wasn't impulsive!"

"Could you drive a little slower?"

Bai Ju quickly eased off the accelerator, somewhat embarrassed: "I... I didn't notice."

"Take a deep breath, slow down, be steady."

Following Wang Yan's guidance, Bai Ju's pounding heart finally calmed down a bit, and she gradually regained her driving stability, continuing towards the mountains...

Gunshots rang out, and occasionally bullets hit the car with a crackling sound.

Zha Cuo grinned and cursed, "These damned people, they actually dared to gang up on us."

“We’ve cut off their source of income, what else wouldn’t they dare to do?” Sangba looked at Zhacuo’s blood-stained skin. “Why don’t you press on your wound? You’ll bleed to death in a minute.”

"I still have to fight back."

Zhacuo held the gun in one hand, struggling to fire backward. If it weren't for the shoulder strap, the gun would have slipped from his hand and fallen to the ground.

"You can't even hold the gun properly, what are you fighting back for?" Dorje shouted, telling Zhacuo to quickly treat his wounds.

Zha Tso was still unconvinced and fired another round of shots, saying, "If only the college student were here, he could definitely kill them all. At least he could kill their driver, so they couldn't catch up with us and couldn't escape either."

Dorje didn't have time for idle chatter. He loaded the gun with bullets one by one, then leaned out of the car window to fire at the pursuers behind him.

Next to this vehicle were He Qingyuan and Lao Han, who were also firing at the supply truck.

Behind and to the side, six vehicles were chasing at a distance, and the people in the vehicles were firing their rifles at them.

Bullets would whiz by every now and then, clanging and clattering, making one's heart tremble with fear.

Dorje and the others fled, pursued by poachers, and ran back the way they came.

However, at that moment, He Qingyuan's small truck got stuck in the mud and couldn't get out.

"The vehicle is stuck!" He Qingyuan cursed, then grabbed his gun. "Get out! Fight them!"

Old Han downed the liquor in the flask in one gulp, then jumped out of the car, cursing all the while...

"Dorje! Dorje! Lao He and the others are stuck!" Samba, on the other side, noticed the situation through the rearview mirror and immediately shouted to warn them.

Dorje glanced at it and said without hesitation, "Go back!"

Samba was even more decisive; he didn't even wait for Dorje to give the order, and while reminding Dorje, he had already turned the steering wheel and driven back.

"Fight them!" Zha Cuo quickly pressed down on the bullet with one hand, his eyes already bloodshot.

He Qingyuan and the others, who were hiding in front of the car, also saw the car returning. They waved and shouted, indicating that there was no need to come to the rescue and that they should run away quickly.

But there were no more words to say. Samba drove the car diagonally into the mud, using it as cover along with the small truck.

There was no point in saying anything more at this point; He Qingyuan and the others simply fired shots at the poachers.

Seeing Dorje and his group's vehicle stuck and stop, the poachers in the distance slowed down and spread out in a fan shape, partially surrounding Dorje and his group. From a distance of over a hundred meters, they fired shots in their direction.

They're not stupid; they're here to kill Dorje, not to be killed by him. The patrol team isn't defenseless. Since supplies are plentiful, and Dorje and his men are stuck in their vehicle and can't move, they're not in a hurry. Dorje and his men are doomed.

They practiced their marksmanship by firing single shots. It was like a cat playing with a mouse, just for fun.

"Dorje, they're trying to starve us out!" He Qingyuan said.

“I have no other choice. We’ve run away from here, but we have no car, no food, and we can’t get out of Bolamula.”

Dorje sighed, “I’m sorry everyone. I was too careless this time. I never expected them to be so audacious and ruthless.”

Everyone remained silent, unsure of what to say, for death had come too suddenly.

He Qingyuan then laughed and said, "Actually, it doesn't matter if we die. Li Yongqiang's gang hasn't given us the money yet. The college students are still out there. He will definitely help us fight for it. Our families can get some money too. It won't be a waste of our lives."

Old Han nodded: "College students are not bad, but I'm afraid the county might not honor their commitment later."

Once this topic was started, everyone happily began discussing what happens after death, without any fear of death.

Zha Cuo was injured, and once he calmed down, he became listless and quiet. He only said that he had returned to the embrace of the mountain god, and that his parents would be happy.

Just as everyone had accepted their inevitable death, a small truck drove up in the distance...

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