After Lao Yang came back, he hurriedly told several people what happened, and their expressions were different.
I saw the two men gritting their teeth and saying, "This traitor is finally dead. Although he did not die in our hands, he can still be regarded as avenging his comrades."
The woman looked at Wang Mo with a complicated expression. At this time, Wang Mo had already taken out the warhead and was being bandaged.
The girl had a curious look in her eyes. Only the old man frowned and looked at Wang Mo. He thought for a while and said, "From Lao Yang's description, it can be determined that their firepower is very strong. It's not like our people did it. I guess this person
He is a member of the military command."
"You said he was a dog spy?" When the woman heard that Wang Mo was a member of the military commander, she looked at Wang Mo with hatred in her eyes.
The two men also frowned, probably regretting saving Wang Mo.
The old man went on to say, "Don't think too much. Since he has been saved, don't think too much. And judging from his age, maybe his hands are not stained with the blood of our comrades?"
After several people listened to the old man's words, the woman and the two men went out one after another. The old man asked, "Xiaomei, how is his injury?"
The girl said, "He lost too much blood and the bullet didn't hit his vitals. The main thing now is to see if he will have a fever at night. We don't have any specific medicine here, so it depends on whether he can survive it."
The old man nodded and said, "Then thank you for keeping an eye on him here. They probably won't come over to take care of him. If he wakes up, let me know as soon as possible."
"Well, okay"
Wang Mo, who was in a coma, was having a dream. In the dream, he found that he had returned to the real world and was having dinner with Zu Yan. After a while, Zu Yan's face suddenly changed into that of a middle-aged woman.
, with his face covered in blood, he was asking Wang Mo, "Xiao Mo, have you avenged me?"
Then people appeared one by one, including former classmates and people he had killed over the years. Finally, Xiao Wu stood in front of Wang Mo with a smile, saying something, but Wang Mo tried hard to listen but couldn't.
Listen clearly to what Xiao Wu is saying.
"Xiao Wu"
Xiaomei was reading a book on the side when she suddenly heard a voice. She realized that Wang Mo had woken up and hurriedly came over and asked, "How are you? What's wrong with you?"
Wang Mo opened his eyes and saw a pure face without makeup. He was saying something anxiously.
After a while, Wang Mo's feeling returned to his body. He wanted to get up, but suddenly felt a sharp pain.
"Don't move, I'm going to call someone now."
After saying that, he hurriedly ran out. Wang Mo looked around and knew that he had been rescued. He looked up at the gauze on his body and the surrounding environment. Wang Mo frowned.
Wang Mo struggled, took out the oral antibiotics from the space, and ate it with great difficulty. After finishing the whole action, Wang Mo's head was already covered with sweat.
Lying on the bed, Wang Mo smiled bitterly and thought to himself, "I didn't expect that I would be so glorious just now after traveling through time."
After a while, the noise of footsteps came over. Wang Mo turned his head and saw the girl and an old man coming in.
The old man came over and touched his head, feeling a slight fever.
"Don't worry, you're safe now. Don't worry, you can recover here." He said kindly.
Wang Mo said nothing, nodded, smiled with the old man, and then passed out again.
It was already night when Wang Mo woke up again, and the girl named Xiaomei fed him porridge.
By this time, Wang Mo had gained a lot of energy and could get out of bed and move around, although every movement was very painful.
When no one was around, Wang Mo gave himself antibiotics and painkillers.
When Wang Mo was bored, he started chatting with Xiaomei.
"Did you perform the surgery on me?" Wang Mo asked
Xiaomei said innocently, "Yes, I am the only one here who can do it."
After listening to Xiaomei's words, Wang Mo thought for a while. He still doesn't know where this place is. The only thing that is certain is that this is not a stronghold of traitors. I don't know whether it is people from the Kuomintang or the Red Party. In this era, there can be
The only ones who have the conditions to perform the surgery are the military commander, the Central Commander-in-Chief and the underground organization of the Red Party. Others do not have this strength, and they are still so hidden.
After hearing Xiaomei's words, Wang Mo asked curiously, "Then I have to thank you for your life-saving grace. How old are you this year?"
After hearing what Wang Mo said, Xiaomei hurriedly waved her hand and said, "You're welcome. I heard from Brother Yang that you are a hero of the Anti-Japanese War, so I should save you. I am 22 this year."
After chatting with Xiaomei for a while, Wang Mo was sure that this was the underground organization of the Red Party, because one time Xiaomei spoke about comrades. In this era, only people from the Red Party would call their own people that way.
At night, the old man, the woman, and the man who rescued him came in.
The old man still smiled and asked him about his situation, but the woman and the man stood aside with expressionless faces, and stood separately as soon as they came in. Wang Mo saw their positions and knew that they had almost guessed his identity.
Otherwise, you can’t be so wary of yourself.
"Young man, how are you feeling now?" the old man asked kindly.
Wang Mo looked at the man and woman sandwiched between him and replied with a smile, "Thank you for saving me. If it hadn't been for you, I would have either died or fallen into the hands of the Japanese." p>
The old man and the others looked at each other and asked tentatively, "Can you tell me how you were injured? If you can't tell, it doesn't matter!"
Wang Mo struggled to sit up, "What can't be said? I think everyone in Shanghai knows now. This time I was ordered to assassinate Ding Moqun. I didn't expect that I would be injured in the end when the assassination was successful."
Hearing that Wang Mo told what he had done without any concealment, several people were relieved a little. They didn't ask about Wang Mo's origins. Of course, Wang Mo didn't say anything. Everyone knew it well, but
No one has pierced this layer of window paper.
After staying here for a few more days, Wang Mo's injuries improved a lot, and he was ready to go to the meeting place with Liu Zi and others. They had been waiting for him for a few days, and they would probably think that he had been sacrificed if they waited any longer.<
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When Wang Mo proposed the idea of leaving, the old man did not stop him from leaving, but the woman hesitated to speak.
Wang Mo didn't ask much about the missing gun in his hand. He knew that it must have been put away by several people. Anyway, there were still several pistols in his space.
Before leaving, Wang Mo was still prepared to pierce this layer of window paper. Now that he was sure that the other party was from the Red Party, and he was also thinking about how to contact people from the Red Party.
"Old man, to tell you the truth, I am from the Military Investigation Bureau of the Nationalist Government, and this time I acted on the orders of my superiors. Thank you for saving my life." As he said this, Wang Mo raised his hands and fisted at several people.
When several people heard Wang Mo's words, they felt a little nervous, because Wang Mo had already pierced the window paper.
"I have a general understanding of your origins. Please believe me. Although promises are the most useless words in this era, please believe me."
Wang Mo spoke to several people solemnly, and he saw that the man had put his hands on his lower back.
"And my hands are not stained with your blood. I joined the military in the 26th year of the Republic of China. At that time, the two parties had already cooperated. After the Japanese are defeated, maybe we will govern this country together! It will be useful in the future.
If you find me, go to Chongqing to find me. My name is Wang Mo. I believe you can find me. Farewell!"
After saying this, Wang Mo left in a hurry without caring about the expressions of several people.
After Wang Mo left, the woman said anxiously, "Has he found out our identities? Do you want to?" She wiped her neck.
The old man looked at the direction Wang Mo was walking in and said thoughtfully, "No, this person may be of great use, but we can't stay in this place anymore. It's time to move. I will report his situation to the organization later."
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After listening to the old man's words, although the woman was a little dissatisfied, she still obeyed his order.
According to his impression, Wang Mo came to a fisherman's boat. Although Wang Mo had changed his clothes and there were no signs of injury, his movements were still different from normal people, because with every step he took, Wang Mo was
Suffering pain, the wound may have oozed blood at this time.
Seeing Wang Mo's figure from a distance, Lao Ma, who was watching the wind on the fishing boat, ran forward excitedly, supported Wang Mo, and looked behind Wang Mo to see if there was any suspicious person.
When Wang Mo appeared on the boat, Liuzi and Xiao Pan were very excited.
"You know you're fine, Captain." The happy Liuzi stepped forward to support Wang Mo and said.
Lao Ma saw that nothing happened to Wang Mo, so he went out to look for the wind again.
"Have you been here these past few days?" Wang Mo asked.
"No, we just came yesterday, Lao Ma came earlier." Liu Zi replied.
After Wang Mo listened, he nodded, then sat down, opened his clothes, and saw blood oozing out of the wound.
Seeing the gauze wrapped around Wang Mo's body, Liu Zi asked in panic, "Captain, how is your injury?"
"I still can't die. I broke into a church on the way. The foreigners inside performed surgery and saved me. After staying there for a few days, I was able to get off the road. Then I came to find you." Wang Mo explained, mainly
These words are for the people at the headquarters. Maybe when I return to Chongqing, the people above will know how I was injured and where I was treated.
Regarding the church matter, Wang Mo also said it after careful consideration. There is indeed a church nearby. In the future, even if someone goes to verify his situation, he probably won't be able to ask anything. After all, most of them are foreigners.
The Chinese people at that time had a natural feeling of being inferior to foreigners, so knowing that the other party was a foreigner, it was probably a question whether people at the headquarters would ask!