Where is the triangle mountain post?

Triangle Mountain is located in Aershan City, on the right bank of Nurgen River, a tributary of Halaha. Triangle Mountain is named for its triangle shape. In the corner where the rooster holds his head high, there is a company post of a certain unit of the Xing 'an League Army Division, which is known as the "first frontier post of 8,000 Li", and is stationed on this hill at an altitude of 1.039 meters.

The car stopped in the barracks yard at the foot of the mountain, local friends chatted with the soldiers, and we walked to the post ourselves. Before we left, we were warned not to expect to hide in the bushes and make out. Nobody saw us. As soon as we set foot on the mountain road, our every move was under surveillance. Hehe, then take the right path and be aboveboard.

It is said that there are more than 270 cement steps from the foot of the hill to the top of the hill. The snow-covered steps took us to the top of the mountain. I don't believe what I saw. An octagonal two-story building with a pink outer wall looks like a delicate little house, but the old trunk erected in front of the house is clearly engraved with the "Triangle Hill". The post has heating, bedroom, bathroom, reading room and so on. The equipment in the observation room is dazzling. Under the leadership of Brother Xiao Bing, I spied the Mongolian post through high-powered binoculars. This ordinary little house is far from our first post.

Looking around, it's all white. Brother Bing told us that the place with trees must be ours. At first glance, it is gray, and the territory without trees is Outer Mongolia.

On the stone tablet in front of the post, the words "The motherland is in my heart" are shining in the sun, and the loveliest people are watching for us on this frozen mountain in Wan Li.

The first time I touched the numbered boundary pillar so closely, the idea of inviolability of the motherland's territory strongly emerged.

There is a gate, a thin wire door and an ordinary lock not far from the boundary pillar, which is worse than the security line at the door of our community. Just about to take a photo, my friend said that the range of the door is within the firepower range of the two countries, so I'd better not provoke that unsightly thing, far from being a blur.

I left my post and embarked on my way home. The trip to Aershan is coming to an end. The enthusiasm of my friends in Aershan, the intoxicating wine, the charming scenery of the snowy plain and the snowy road under my feet have left indelible marks in my mind. Today, everything is as clear as yesterday.