The Beautiful Boss's Personal Bodyguard-Chapter 418 - 417

"Uncle, these trees, they’re no ordinary trees, right?"

The veteran heard this and was a bit displeased, "In the military, there is only brotherhood, no such thing as uncles and nephews."

Ye Tian chuckled, "Alright, old brother."

"Mhm, that’s right, even our commander calls me old brother."

Ye Tian handed him a cigarette, but the latter said that the rule of not smoking while fixing cars must not be broken, so they talked about the distant trees.

"Right, those trees are extraordinary. Hey, hand me the wrench," Ye Tian handed over a large adjustable wrench, and the veteran began to work on the car while lying on a plank, continuing the conversation, "Our place here has harsh conditions, only twenty or thirty days a year have temperatures above zero degrees Celsius. Ordinary trees would not just die here, they wouldn’t even know how they died."

At this point, the veteran’s face showed a hint of proud affection, "Fortunately, our country worked hard to cultivate plants that can adapt to the highlands. Even the United States has only managed to succeed with shrubs about a meter tall, while ours can reach 1.8 meters. Hehe, about your height, I’d say."

The veteran laughed like a child. Ye Tian understood the feelings of these people who show such smiles when they are fully devoted to what they love. These old soldiers dedicated the best years of their life to defending the remote borders of the country. If anyone dares to invade, they would be both the first and the most intimidating line of defense.

Early the next morning, while Ye Tian was still asleep, he heard a commotion outside. Rubbing his eyes, he saw that it was still dark outside. He checked his phone, and it was only five o’clock, this phone had conveniently come from the headquarters for easier communication.

Checking the time, it was still early. Ye Tian covered himself with the blanket, intending to go back to sleep, but before he could settle down for three minutes, there was a loud knock on the room’s door.

"Brother, hurry up, we need to leave quickly!"

The urgent yelling came from outside, and Ye Tian suddenly woke up. It was the boss’s voice, what happened? Without further thought, Ye Tian jumped out of bed, his military instincts still intact and preventing the cold air outside the blanket from freezing him.

Both Tibet and Xinjiang are places with shaky security. If something really happened, neither fighting back nor sitting around waiting to die would be good, better to escape as soon as possible.

"What happened, Big Brother?"

The veteran was holding a wooden stick, thick as a bowl’s rim and covered with white flour, a rolling pin used for grinding barley flour, over a meter long. Judging by the situation, something had gone wrong.

"There’s trouble. We need to leave fast. Hurry and pack up."

Seeing Ye Tian wearing multiple layers of clothing, he felt reassured about Ye Tian’s alertness in unfamiliar environments.

Ye Tian didn’t have much stuff, he put on the green military cloak he got from the Lhasa hostel, wore a fur cap, and followed the veteran outside. The streets were in chaos, filled with flames and looters, though the situation was chaotic, it wasn’t beyond control, Ye Tian guessed right, an irreconcilable disturbance had occurred here.

A disturbance and a riot differ only by a character, but in meaning, they are worlds apart.

The vehicle parked on the street, painted with military green, was easily recognizable, probably why the other pickups around it had been smashed, leaving only this one.

"Get in the car."

The veteran’s command brooked no argument. Seeing him get into the car efficiently, Ye Tian didn’t hesitate either, in unfamiliar places, following a reliable person wasn’t a mistake.

"Old Brother, what’s all this about, how did this start all of a sudden?"

"What do you mean ’all this’? Where do you see anything good here?"

While speaking, the car started, but barely made a noise before the engine died. The key turned again, but there was no sound from the engine.

"Damn it, the gas is all gone! Get out!"

Because yesterday they had drained the water tank, now they could only burn oil, which might eventually damage the tiles. But now even the gasoline was gone, clearly drained intentionally.

Military vehicles are all uniformly turtle-backed, four-wheel drive, with high chassis. When Ye Tian jumped out, he landed on a mud-covered ground, indeed the gasoline had been drained. Gasoline wouldn’t freeze here. frёeweɓηovel.coɱ

"Be careful!"

The big brother’s shout was explosive, and Ye Tian’s reaction was quick. He clearly saw a few flaming torches thrown over, aiming to torch the vehicle. A chill ran through Ye Tian’s heart. If the fire caught, it would truly become a riot.

Three torches were thrown over, Ye Tian kicked one away and caught the other two, then threw them aside. He initially planned to stamp them out, but the gasoline stained on his boots almost caught fire. The veteran watched Ye Tian, surprised in the critical moment but not dwelling on other thoughts, cursed the mess they were caught in.

"Do you have a phone?"

Ye Tian handed over his phone while taking the rolling pin from the veteran.

"How do I use this phone?"

The veteran had only used the military dedicated lines in signal stations and had never touched such a big-screen phone. In the streets of Tibet, he had only seen some youngsters using them before. He didn’t know how to use it. Ye Tian dialed for him and handed it back. He could hear the veteran intermittently reporting their situation, then words like "military" and "terrorists" followed. Ye Tian looked around; the scene was chaotic, but it hadn’t reached the level of terrorists causing turmoil.

"Don’t just stand here, hide first."

The veteran pulled Ye Tian towards a less crowded spot close to the vehicle, ready to handle anyone daring to approach the vehicle.

"Big bro, what’s really going on here?"

"Don’t worry, judging by it, the military should be arriving soon. These are minor issues; they happen a few times a year, sometimes several times a month. There hadn’t been major conflicts, just trivial scuffles involving fists, burning gasoline, cursing on the streets. Quite normal, don’t be too alarmed, you haven’t seen the disturbances in Xinjiang, those, tsk tsk." The veteran took a cigarette from his pocket, smelled it, "I’ve quit smoking."