"The bridge in the middle looks quite strong, how can it be broken? Also, Qingqing, what is the car protection bridge?" Another girl asked in confusion. Chu Qian was also very curious and wanted to know the answer.

"The car protection bridge in the middle is indeed quite sturdy, but this bridge is just a temporary car protection bridge. Well, the car protection bridge refers to a bridge that ensures that cars can pass through, and these bridges are usually temporary."

"Then why don't you build a permanent bridge? It's like the Tongmai Bridge." Chu Qian asked.

"I heard from my father that there was a permanent bridge here before. It was built when the Sichuan-Tibet Highway was built. It was a steel and concrete bridge. However, in two thousand years, a large landslide occurred in Yigong Township upstream of Yigong Zangbu. The landslide blocked Yigong Lake upstream, forming a dam. As a result, Yigong Lake collapsed, and the water mixed with a large amount of mud and stone rushed down the Yigong Zangbu River, directly destroying the bridge. I heard from my father that the impact of the dam collapse of that dam was very great. Not only did it destroy the bridge here, but the excessive river water poured into the Ya River along the Palong Zangbu River, and finally destroyed the Jiefang Bridge in Beibeng Township, Motuo County, 180 kilometers away..."

Chu Qian was a little messy, "Sister Qing, please let me sort it out. You said that the dam collapse actually destroyed the Jiefang Bridge in Motuo's Bian Township? Is this impossible?"

It’s not that Chu Qian doesn’t believe it. It’s really that Beibeng Township is too far away from here, nearly 200 kilometers. And how could a mere dam collapse in the upper reaches of the Yigong Zangbo River affect Beibeng Township in the lower reaches of the Yajiang River? Do you really think that the wide river channel of the Yajiang River is a decoration?

In order to see Nangabawa Peak, Chu Qiantian had a very detailed understanding of the surrounding situation. Even after even understanding the hiking route of Motuo, she naturally knew where Beibeng Township was.

That village borders A San in the south and belongs to the border.

Zhao Qing shrugged and said, "Don't ask me about this, I don't know. I was only five years old when that happened, and I also heard from my dad. But I think this should be true, because my dad led a team here to rescue..."

Chu Qian and another girl couldn't refute it.

Zhao Qing continued: "My dad said that the bridge was destroyed in early April. In order to ensure that the Sichuan-Tibet Highway was restored as soon as possible, the soldiers spent more than a month to build a temporary sling bridge. It was the smallest suspension suspension bridge. The suspension bridge was built to transport materials for the car protection bridge. With this sling bridge, my dad and others started to build the car protection bridge again. They spent seven months building the car protection bridge in the middle? The bridge was repaired in December 2,000. That is to say, the big dam collapse that occurred in two thousand years directly caused the Sichuan-Tibet Highway to be interrupted for eight months!

My dad said, "This temporary car-enabled bridge has a load bearing of only 20 tons?" So one vehicle can only pass through each time. If the truck exceeds this weight, it must first unload part of the goods. After the bridge is repaired, my dad led a team to stay here for more than half a year. He said that the work his soldiers at that time was done by three things every day? Daily inspections, restricting overloaded vehicles? And also clearing vehicles congested on this road."

Chu Qian and another girl were both silent.

Although they had never seen those cute and respectable soldiers with their own eyes, they could fully imagine what dangers these soldiers were taking to build the bridge here and how hard they worked every day to ensure the safety of the bridge.

Although these most lovely people did not go to the battlefield to defend their country, they used their silent efforts to ensure the unblocked artery of the Sichuan-Tibet Highway. They are also heroes!

None of the three girls noticed that the three male companions who had finished smoking had quietly come up.

Liu Mo'ang and the other three also heard what Zhao Qing said just now? They were all speechless.

After a long time, Lao Liu asked, "Did the car protection bridge be broken?"

Zhao Qing nodded, "It was broken late at night on August 2, 2013. The next morning, my dad and my mother were blocked here. It took three days to return to Bayi. Because we didn't know that the car protection bridge was broken, we couldn't turn back when we got here. At that time, the 14-kilometer section of Tongmai and Pailongtianjian did not have tunnels or Brailonggou Bridge? It was very difficult to walk, and it was considered fast to walk this section in two hours."

Old Liu nodded silently? He remembered what he had heard from Li Junyi about this before.

At that time, Tongmai Tianjian was known as the "encyclopedia of road diseases in the world". Many people said: "If you haven't walked through Tongmai, you won't know the difficulty of the Sichuan-Tibet Line."

These words can directly prove how difficult the road to Tongmai is to walk.

Chu Qian asked in surprise: "Your family of three has been blocked for three days? Did you just spend the bus?"

Zhao Qing shook his head and said, "No, a soldier under my father stayed here back then? When we were blocked that year, that uncle was already the captain of the fourth brigade of the third traffic detachment of a certain unit of the army? They were guarding the Tongmai Bridge. My father found him, and our family of three crossed the river from the suspension bridge and lived in the barracks of Tongmai Bing Station for three days. My father went out every day to help clear the vehicles, and when he came back every day, he was covered in mud and water.

When I was living in the military barracks, I heard the soldiers say that at almost twelve o'clock that night, a truck happened to cross the bridge, and two Tibetans drove. As a result, when the car was walking on the bridge, the rivets on the bridge fell off, causing some of the bridge deck to collapse. The car and the two Tibetans fell into the river below and could not be rescued. There were also two hikers who were hiking into Tibet at that time and were also missing."

Everyone was silent again.

If you don’t listen, you won’t know that this audience really feels the danger of Tongmai Tianjian.

No wonder this place is called China's No. 1 car cemetery.

"Although the car protection bridge was repaired later, the country still invested heavily to start renovating Tongmai natural disasters. The most dangerous Pailonghuzui and here were built, and the Palong Tunnel 12, Xiaohuzui Tunnel, Feishiya Tunnel and 102 Tunnel. Well, after you pass the Tongmai Bridge, you will see the 102 Tunnel. The situation there was even worse than here at that time. It was the third largest in the world, the first in Asia and the most difficult landslide to rectify in Asia. From time to time, landslides collapsed from time to time, and the road was broken when the landslides collapsed. What's even more terrifying is that cars were often destroyed by landslides in the past. That section of the road was called the death section of the Sichuan-Tibet Highway!

But now, after the 102 tunnel was built, there has never been any damage to vehicles there, and there has never been any road breakage. When you walk there, you can pay attention to it. On the south side of the entrance of the tunnel, you can also see the original Old Sichuan-Tibet Highway. When you see that road, you will know how difficult that section of the road was back then."

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"It's better to travel thousands of miles than reading books. This is true. This time I've really gained some knowledge!" In the passenger seat, Chu Qian said excitedly while eating a pack of shrimp bars.

"Yes, if we hadn't met Zhao Qing and the others, we wouldn't have known that so many things had happened here back then. However, after listening to what Zhao Qing said, I felt a little uncomfortable. I didn't expect that Tongmai Natural Resistance was like this. No wonder Zhao Qing and the others wanted to remember Tongmai Natural Resistance here."

Chu Qian smiled and said, "If I had experienced so much on this highway when I was a child, I would definitely remember it now."

While chatting and laughing, the car drove across the Tongmait Bridge and walked forward for a short distance, and saw the Monument to the Ten Heroes on the Sichuan-Tibet Line on the side of the road.

After seeing this monument, Lao Liu took the initiative to drive his car over and park in the parking lot, and then went to remember the ten heroes who died of a huge landslide when they were carrying out logistics support transportation tasks.

These heroes are the most worthy of memory, and their actions are worthy of the title of "hero"!

The monument is located on the west side of Tongmai Town, and not far from the east is Tongmai Bing Station. For decades, the soldiers stationed here have been replaced one after another. I don’t know how many soldiers who have fought here have been there. They use their efforts and struggles to silently protect the smooth flow of the Sichuan-Tibet Highway.

Although they are unknown, they are undoubtedly heroes!

The car passed Tongmai Town and headed eastward. After walking about ten kilometers, he saw a tunnel. To the north of the entrance of the tunnel, a path that was almost invisible was divided from the Sichuan-Tibet Highway and climbed up the mountain.

Obviously, this road is the old Sichuan-Tibet Highway that Zhao Qing mentioned before.

Just looking at the width of this road, Lao Liu and Chu Qian felt a little shocking.

If Zhao Qing had not said it specifically before, neither Lao Liu nor Chu Qian would have thought that this road hidden in the jungle was actually the Old Sichuan-Tibet Highway.

"Sister Qing said before that the road conditions on the 102nd Road were not much worse than Tongmai natural danger. I didn't believe it at first, but now after seeing this road, I believe it." Chu Qian looked at the road next to the milestone of National Highway 318, with a grievance expression on her face.

"Yes, this road could only be opened in one direction. There were special personnel on both ends of the road holding walkie-talkies to communicate. Passing vehicles lined up at both ends. If they were allowed to go here, they would have to be banned from the other side. I couldn't even imagine how to go like that..." Old Liu was also a little sucking.

The contrast between the two roads is too obvious. This is a brand new and flat two-lane asphalt road, and there is a road that is not much better than rural dirt roads...

After getting on the bus, I walked through the 1731-meter-long Tunnel 102 and continued to go east along the Sichuan-Tibet Highway that traveled in the Palong Zangbo River Valley.

When I passed Guxiang Lake along the way, I got off the car and stopped for about fifteen minutes to take photos and record videos.

The white lion was also loved by local Tibetans here. A Tibetan mastiff that was obviously blue even kept leaning against the white lion. As a result, my wife was willing and ruthless, and the white lion ignored the female dog. She was so anxious that the white lion wanted to bite her, but Lao Liu was rushing back to the car with her butt.

However, before leaving, an elderly local Tibetan compatriot also gave Lao Liu some fresh internal organs and pointed out that it was for the white lion to eat.

Because of the language barrier, it was the translation made by the old man's child that Lao Liu understood the old man's intentions.

This time, Lao Liu learned his skills and brought Hada in the car, so Lao Liu gave it to the old man and his children, one Hada, who was so happy that the old man said he would keep Lao Liu and Chu Qian for lunch no matter what.

The two finally fled in a hurry...

Because they stayed in Tongmai Tianjian for a long time, when they entered Bomi, it was almost twelve o'clock noon.

The morning meal was early, and the two of them were already hungry. So they found a small restaurant where they could bring their dogs to have a big meal. The food of the white lion was naturally the cow's internal organs sent by the enthusiastic old Tibetan corpse.

After dinner, Lao Liu planned to rest in the car for half an hour. It was very energy-consuming to drive alone on a road with road conditions like National Highway 318 for a long time, and even Lao Liu couldn't stand it anymore.

Chu Qian found a supermarket to wander around herself. Of course, her biggest purpose was to buy some snacks.

Lao Liu sniffed in the car for half an hour and was in great spirits. The two continued to drive and climb up.

In fact, after passing Tongmai, the journey was basically climbing mountains. Tongmai's altitude was only about two thousand meters, but when we arrived in Bomi, the altitude had reached 2,700. By the time we arrived in Ranwu two and a half hours, the altitude had reached 3,960.

Ranwu has a very famous alpine landslide lake, which is Ranwu Lake, known as the most beautiful lake on the Sichuan-Tibet Line.

Just like the lake is the source of Nujiang River. This largest lake in eastern Tibet is also the source of the Palong Zangbo River.

However, this lake is nothing for the couple who have seen Namcuo and the lake.

After staying in Ranwu Lake for about half an hour, the couple continued to set off. Today's destination is Basu, ninety kilometers away.

Not long after leaving Ranwu, he saw snow on the side of the road. Lao Liu installed anti-skid chains for the car and continued to climb up because he was about to cross the Anjiula Mountain Pass at an altitude of 4,475 meters.

Unlike the passes with many famous mountains and rivers, which are usually steep and undulating, with a thousand-foot walls, the Anjula Pass is surprisingly gentle. It is very similar to the Tuojula Pass and the Tanggula Pass that Lao Liu walked by when he drove home from the Qinghai-Tibet Line in August. Before he knew it, he climbed to the Anjula Pass with wind and horse flags.

However, this inconspicuous Anjiula Mountain Pass belonging to the Boshula Ridge Mountains is the watershed between the Nujiang River and the Yarlung Zangbo River. After crossing the pass, you will enter the Nujiang River Basin from the legendary and mythical Yarlung Zangbo River Basin!

There is a huge blue sign on the Andula Pass, which reads "Anyula Mountain, 4475 meters above sea level". There are four slogans below this line - do not fear difficulties and obstacles, do not fear blood and sacrifice, protect the natural barriers of Sichuan and Tibet, and forge rescue vanguards.

The final signature is the Second Armed Police Traffic Detachment.

Seeing such a sign makes people feel awe-inspiring!

The 4475-meter Anjula Pass is already covered with snow. At this time, the mountain passes with an altitude of more than 4,000 are basically covered with silver.

After climbing over Anjiura Mountain, the car began to go downhill. I found a wide place to remove the anti-skid chains from the middle of the journey, and then when I arrived at Basu, the sun had already begun to sink.

Although the total mileage from Lulang Town to Basu on that day was less than 400 kilometers, the road was delayed for a lot of time, so it took nearly twelve hours to run the way.

Basu County is very small, and even gives Lao Liu the feeling that he is not as big as Ranwu Town, where he passed by before.
Chapter completed!