The Life of a Son-in-Law in a Courtyard House

Yang Dalin had asked Staff Officer Shi for help and didn't want to make things too difficult for him, so he said, "Yes, I know Staff Officer Shi. Alright, I'll go with the flow and listen to you."

I just want to leave as soon as possible.

"Okay, okay, I'll arrange it right away."

Give me your documents, and I'll need to explain the registration process to them.

I'll issue you another pass.

Don't misunderstand.

"Have something to eat first. Once you've eaten and drunk your fill, and I've arranged the staff for you, then you can go."

Looking at the several plates of fairly substantial lunch, Yang Dalin ate a little bit.

It took a while for Staff Officer Shi to return.

A short, chubby man wearing glasses was following behind him.

They were not wearing military uniforms.

Although he speaks Chinese, his accent is distinctly Western.

He was smiling warmly, but he was a wolf in sheep's clothing; Yang Dalin could see a scrutinizing look in his eyes.

Yang Dalin hated this kind of person; it had only been a few years since his own father withdrew the main force.

What an arrogant and ignorant bunch.

After Staff Officer Shi said a few polite words, the chubby young man finally managed to issue Yang Dalin a pass.

They said they could go, but two of their colleagues had to accompany them, nominally as guides.

Yang Dalin suspected that the person might be the one monitoring him.

So be it. Yang Dalin was prepared to shake them off once he entered the mountains.

If it weren't for the need to legitimately transport the martyrs' remains back...

Yang Dalin was even planning to sneak in secretly.

They wouldn't go through the proper channels.

Yang Dalin set off in a truck in the afternoon.

There was a North Korean driver and two people who appeared to be tour guides on the bus.

There were also five of our soldiers sent by Staff Officer Wang.

Naturally, some food and tents were also prepared on the vehicle.

Because searching the mountains will definitely take time; it won't be a short while before we get back.

Tents and food supplies naturally need to be prepared.

Yang Dalin took a car and arrived near the mountain range, which was very close to the border, in just over three hours.

There's nothing we can do; the country is too small. The distance from Rangpyong to Hancheng is less than 200 kilometers.

This distance can't be covered quickly by car.

After getting off the bus, Yang Dalin checked his watch. It was only a little past four o'clock, and there was still plenty of time. Yang Dalin suggested that they go for a walk in the mountains first.

We left a driver and two of our soldiers behind to set up tents and prepare dinner.

The two North Korean guides couldn't stop it.

I had no choice but to accept it, even if it meant holding my nose.

These two people were called guides, but Yang Dalin could tell that they were more like educated people from special departments who liked to investigate internal personnel.

I guess he's been sitting in the office a lot lately.

Yang Dalin, whose physical strength was clearly failing, deliberately slipped away until it got dark.

After they got back, their legs were trembling.

In contrast, our soldiers were completely unharmed.

When Yang Dalin returned in the evening, he had several wild rabbits in his hands.

Yang Dalin plans to give everyone a special treat.

We shouldn't favor one over the other.

Even the "friends" from North Korea need to eat.

Yang Dalin learned that several soldiers could eat chili peppers.

So it was made extra spicy.

Although the other side also eats kimchi, compared to our soldiers...

Then it's over.

They simply can't handle very spicy food.

So most of the rabbit meat was eaten by our soldiers.

Nothing happened that night. Before dawn the next day, Yang Dalin picked up the dry food and water bottle he had prepared in advance and was about to set off.

As a result, the two imposters got up reluctantly.

Before nine o'clock in the morning, these two were already exhausted.

Yang Dalin kindly reminded them, "You can rest and wait here."

We'll come back in the evening to pick you up.

Anyway, you guys aren't physically fit, and it'll just waste time.

As a result, these two guys still disagreed and wanted to stubbornly stick to Yang Dalin.

When they reached a very dangerous place, one of them almost fell off a cliff and then behaved himself.

They offered to wait there.

After shaking off the two men, Yang Dalin led three of our own soldiers and walked for a while longer.

Let them stay and rest as well.

Yang Dalin took out some meat and drinks from his backpack and said to them, "Just rest here, have something good to eat, and wait."

"Just wait until I get back in the evening; there's no need to keep following me."

"But the commander?"

"What do you mean 'but'? And don't call me 'commander,' I'm younger than you all."

Just call me my colleague.

The terrain here is too dangerous, and the cliffs are too steep.

As you saw on the way, I'm physically strong and agile. I can manage on my own, but if I'm with you, I'll have to keep an eye on you.

I'm actually moving much faster, partly because I'm in a hurry. I can't stay for more than a few days. Today is one day, tomorrow at most another day, and the day after tomorrow I have to go back to China.

I'll come back and let you know when I find it.

Let's go down together again and bring the remains of the martyrs back.

Otherwise, there won't be enough time.

Several soldiers did indeed witness Yang Dalin's ability to move with incredible speed.

Although they were quite skilled, they were only from the plains of China.

Walking on mountain paths, you really can't keep up with Yang Dalin.

One of the older men, the squad leader, said, "Okay, comrade, I agree. But if you're carrying a gun and there's any danger, fire a warning shot."

Then we rushed over there.

"Alright, that's settled then. I'll take a long spear."

Yang Dalin certainly didn't bring any weapons with him openly when he came.

After saying that, Yang Dalin carried a large bag with a rope around it and a long gun and left.

Once out of their sight, Yang Dalin stored everything away in his spatial storage.

Speed ​​things up.

The road that Uncle Chu and his companions took back then was indeed very dangerous.

They were still traveling at night, and a total of nine people went missing that night.

After searching several times, they only found the remains of five martyrs.

The other four were searched several times but could not be found.

Yang Dalin then voluntarily gave up some easily accessible locations.

Those places must have been searched several times already.

Since they don't exist in those places,

He went down to the bottom of the steep and dangerous cliff to begin his search.

Fortunately, this section of the road only has one side of the cliff; otherwise, it would take two or three days to cover both sides.

Yang Dalin's time was actually not that short.

He deliberately said less, giving himself some time to cause trouble.

Director Hou gave him a total of ten days for the round trip.

Yang Dalin was a little annoyed by these ungrateful bastards.

He wanted to get revenge.

Yang Dalin and his men were moving too slowly.

It's also inconvenient to use one's own space.

With excellent eyesight and a bit of luck, Yang Dalin quickly discovered a portion of the skeleton.

Yang Dalin searched the surrounding area thoroughly before finally piecing together the remains.

The martyr's body had been bitten by wild animals.

The clothes were so tattered that only some tattered, blackened cotton remained.

It also covers a very large area.

Below the cliff were jagged rocks. Yang Dalin used his spatial ability to collect these rocks, as well as the grass and shrubs, before he could find all of his remains.

Yang Dalin eventually found some of his belongings: a broken pencil and a pair of rubber shoes with only the soles remaining.

There was also a rusty gun and some loose ammunition.

There were several scratches on the gun's handguard, markings that Yang Dalin couldn't understand.

Take it back to your surviving comrades for identification.

A shriveled kettle and half a leather belt.

That's about it.

Yang Dalin gathered the items together and saluted the remains of the soldier whose name he did not know.