China is very large and has a large population. A book in the future is called Chinese people, and it is said that Chinese people are good at internal fighting.

In the small workplace, different people engage in internal struggles. When the centralization collapsed and China was used as the stage, many warlords of all sizes emerged. Just as a philosopher said, the flag of the king changed to the top of the city wall.

But who would have thought that such a team would appear in Chinese history. At first, their power could not catch up with the smallest warlords, but another great man said that a spark could set off a prairie fire.

So tens of thousands of tired troops took the fire to travel across the big China, and finally stopped in northern Shaanxi. The fire began to ignite the fire again, and this army was called the Chinese Workers' and Peasants' Red Army.

One day in December 25, a female student from the Northeast also appeared in this team, Leng Xiaozhi.

It has been more than half a month since Leng Xiaozhi was sent to northern Shaanxi by Shang Zhen. After Shang Zhen sent her, he returned.

"Today you will be sent to a school to study. Now revolutionary work urgently needs women's cadres." An old sister said to Leng Xiaozhi.

Leng Xiaozhi nodded solemnly.

Everything is fresh when she came to northern Shaanxi. She now thinks this is the hope of China.

"You don't have to be too nervous. There are many lesbians like you who come from all over the world, female students, and you from the Northeast." The old sister said kindly.

"Oh." Leng Xiaozhi nodded thoughtfully.

Two days later, Leng Xiaozhi really appeared in the school with a cave as the school building, and the front of the school was already crowded.

At this time, Leng Xiaozhi stopped looking at the fresh scene, but she was constantly searching in the crowd.

In the end, she was not disappointed, and suddenly she screamed: "Xiaojuan'er! Li Yajuan! I'm here!"

"Oh, Xiaozhi!" At this time, a young woman in the crowd jumped up, but it was Li Yajuan!

The two good friends came to the same end and actually met in northern Shaanxi. They always remembered this place, called the security guard.

(Note: It was a security guard, not Yan'an. At that time, the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China had not entered Yan'an.)

Ten minutes later, Li Yajuan had already told Leng Xiaozhi: "At that time, Chuan'er and the others shot you, but later they were dark and beside us, and suddenly someone spoke!"

"What?" Leng Xiaozhi seemed to not understand, and she opened her mouth wide in surprise.

This cannot be blamed for being surprised by Leng Xiaozhi.

Now that he and Li Yajuan finally got together, she naturally had to ask, on that night, where did Qian Chuaner and his soldiers, Li Yajuan and Zhang Xiaoyan and others go? Why did they disappear silently?

What Li Yajuan is talking about now is undoubtedly the situation that night. Just imagine, six soldiers in the darkness brought four students and were thinking about how to help their companions escape from danger, but at this moment someone suddenly spoke next to her. This situation cannot be said to have suddenly encountered a ghost, but it is really surprising!

"What's the matter? Listen to me!

I knew the voice of the person who was talking, but at this time our family said, "Oh, why are you here, platoon leader?" Li Yajuan continued to tell.

"Platform leader?" Leng Xiaozhi was stunned for a moment, then he reacted and asked, "Uncle Wang? Old Maggie Wang? Why did he come?"

This time, Shang Zhen sent them a total of five students to northern Shaanxi and only brought six soldiers, while Wang Laomao took the others and stayed in the special training team.

"Listen to me!" Li Yajuan continued, "We are also strange. But at this time, Uncle Wang said, "Don't fight anymore. Our instructor is leading the team, hurry up and follow us."

"Ah?" Leng Xiaozhi was completely stunned.

She heard that Shang Zhen and the others were training with a unit, but she didn't expect that the special training team would follow him as the gunshots.

"Later, the instructor asked us to come to northern Shaanxi by ourselves and brought back all the Uncle Wang's family. We don't know what they were like." Li Yajuan said helplessly.

Leng Xiaozhi was silent for a while. He was digesting what Li Yajuan told her. Then she said, "What is the name of the instructor? Is it still a native of Northeast China? He doesn't care if the Military Control Commission bullies our Northeast students?"

"It seems that his surname is Hao. After we were taken over by someone, I heard Uncle Wang quarrel with the instructor.

Uncle Wang also said this like you, but the instructor said, I know they are students from our Northeast China, but that doesn’t work, because my brother was beaten to death by the Red Army some time ago!" Li Yajuan explained.

At this point, Leng Xiaozhi finally knew the mystery of Li Yajuan and the others' disappearance. For a moment, she was thinking about it but no longer knew what to say.

People will die when fighting. Originally, there was no conflict between the Northeast Army and the Red Army, but when the two sides fought, there would be conflicts. Who would have thought that Instructor Hao would have any other brother?

But Leng Xiaozhi knew that he understood what was going on now, but Shang Zhen didn't understand. Shang Zhen should have returned to Xi'an now, right?

I lost his photo and may have been taken away by the Military Control Commission. So will my own maroon be in danger?

At this time, in the military camp outside Xi'an, Wang Laomao and the others were training. Although it was almost mid-December, they were sweating profusely by training.

Finally, the training group was over. Wang Laomao didn't care about the snow on the ground and sat on the ground and whispered: "I don't know how Ma Gan'er is like? Damn Hao Zhenglong!"

The little dustbike sitting with Wang Laomao hurriedly looked around. Fortunately, they were all from their own circle, and instructor Hao Zhenglong returned to the house just now and did not supervise them.

It is impossible for Wang Laomao not to scold Hao Zhenglong. Shang Zhen has not come back yet, and I don’t know what happened to Shang Zhen.

At this time, Hao Zhenglong was facing someone in the room.

The person opposite was also wearing military uniforms, and they were wearing officers' clothes, but the one was much more grand than Hao Zhenglong's clothes.

That person is Chai Hongze.

"This person is your subordinate, right?" Chai Hongze held a photo in his hand.

"It looks familiar." Hao Zhenglong narrowed his eyes and looked at your photo.

But after only watching for a while, he shook his head and said, "I recognized the wrong person, I don't know this person!"

"How could he not know you? It is said that he is with you, and he has many subordinates." Chai Hongzhe said unevenly.

"It is said? It is said that it is **-playing throwing?" Hao Zhenglong said disapprovingly, "You need to have evidence."

"Does our Military Commission need evidence to handle cases?" Chai Hongze asked back.

"That was in the Central Army, here is the Northeast Army." Hao Zhenglong said word by word.

"Okay, let's take a look!" Chai Hongze put away the photo and threw away the words "Goodbye" when he turned out.

And just as he turned around, he did not notice that Hao Zhenglong's face had changed.

"Go and call Wang Laomao quickly." Hao Zhenglong followed him out and said, looking at the back of Chai Hongze walking out of the military camp.

How could Hao Zhenglong not recognize the person in the photo? It was obviously Shang Zhen, but how did Shang Zhen’s photo run into the hands of the Military Control Commission? This time it was a big trouble!
Chapter completed!