Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 967 Going home

"Quick! Quick! Quick!"
"Uncle Chu." Cheng Qianfan stepped forward in two steps and took the briefcase from Chu Mingyu's hand. "This is too dangerous, get in the car."
Li Cuiqun hurriedly reported that the Military Intelligence Bureau Qingdao stood under the ground of the Yingguan Hotel and dug a tunnel in an attempt to detonate explosives to murder Mr. Wang and destroy the "Big Three" meeting.
The entire Yingguan Hotel was immediately in chaos, with many agents and security personnel guarding Wang Baihai and others evacuating urgently.
"Qianfan, what's the situation now?" Chu Mingyu got into the car, and there was still a look of horror on his face, and he asked Cheng Qianfan urgently.
"Drive quickly and stay away from the hotel quickly." Cheng Qianfan said to Du Weiming who was driving, then reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead, so that he had time to answer Chu Mingyu's question.
"Deputy Director Li caught Ke Zhijiang, the stationmaster of the Military Control Commission Qingdao Station. According to Ke Zhijiang's explanation, the Military Control Commission Qingdao Station dug tunnels under the Yingguan Hotel. They transported a large number of explosives into the tunnels, attempting to detonate the explosives."
Looking at the messy situation outside the car, Cheng Qianfan continued, "Deputy Director Li has sent someone to arrest the Military Control Commission elements who dug tunnels. He said that he would not give the Military Control Commission elements the chance to detonate explosives. However, for safety reasons, please evacuate first."
"Velcro is good! The evacuation is right." Chu Mingyu nodded suddenly, and he was frightened.
"Yes, Deputy Director Li is a good way." Cheng Qianfan said.
He saw through Li Cuiqun's trick at first sight. The authentic Military Affairs Bureau brothers under the hotel were probably already surrounded by spies and were probably already caught in one fell swoop.
In fact, it should be safe at this time.
However, Li Cuiqun was still in a hurry and organized Wang Baihai, Liang Hongzhi, Wang Keming and others to temporarily evacuate.
This is Li Cuiqun's method. Only the threat and fear of death that he truly experienced and felt was the threat and fear of death. Li Cuiqun's move seemed panicked, but in fact it was the most direct way to save his life for Wang Baihai and others.
This is much better than Li Cuiqun, who led his men to capture authentic Military Control Commission elements, seized explosives, and then reported to Wang Baihai that the danger had been lifted. No. 76 successfully defeated the threat to a meeting of the "Big Three" in the "Seventy-Six".
...
"This time, thanks to Li Cuiqun's discovery of Chongqing's conspiracy in time." Chu Mingyu said with lingering fear. As he said, he snorted coldly, "Assassination, assassination, that Chang is worthy of being a little slut, which will make such despicable means."
"Ghosts and monsters will never be on the table!" Cheng Qianfan also looked scared and said with gritted teeth in hatred.
His heart sank to the bottom.
As he judged and worried, something might be wrong in Qingdao standing in the direction of Jimo, and then Li Cuiqun followed the clues and grabbed Qingdao stationmaster Ke Zhijiang.
What he didn't expect was that Ke Zhijiang actually betrayed. This person actually sold Qingdao Station completely, especially confessing to the assassination operation of Qingdao Station against Wang Baihai. It's really damn!
Yes, when Cheng Qianfan learned from Li Cuiqun that Qingdao Station was planning to kill Wang Baihai by digging tunnels and burying explosives, he was also shocked.
Because according to the Qingdao Station's plan, once the explosives are successfully detonated, he will undoubtedly die.
However, if Qingdao Station was indeed successful and could catch Wang Baihai, Liang Hongzhi, Wang Keming and others in one go, he would be willing to die like this. How happy is it to have these big traitors buried with him!
If he dies like this, it will be his life!
Ke Zhijiang deserves to die!
He felt so angry that he took a step back ten thousand steps, even if Ke Zhijiang rebelled and confessed, he only needed to temporarily hide the action of digging tunnels and blasting, and could buy the last time for the authentic Military Affairs Bureau brothers to complete the task of sanctioning traitors such as Wang Baihai and the Japanese generals attending the meeting.
I was so angry that I had such an idea. Cheng Qianfan said in his heart that once a scum like Ke Zhijiang rebelled, he would have no bottom line, and how could he keep a move?
The Qingdao Station is about to be over.
A whine came out in his heart. As the stationmaster of Qingdao Station, Ke Zhijiang had all the secrets of Qingdao Station in his hands. If Ke Zhijiang rebelled, the entire Qingdao Station would inevitably suffer a catastrophe.
Still one step late.
Cheng Qianfan also had a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart. He had done his best to send the information out, but he was still one step too late!
...
Shouguang, a small village that cannot be found on the map.
An old lady with gray hair and ragged clothes in the cold winter was constantly looking around at the entrance of the village.
Ergouwa went out to beg for food and had not come back yet. Will he be caught by the bandit Zhang Dacca?
Zhang Daccala was a bandit soldier in Shouguang. He committed all kinds of evil deeds in killing people and setting fires. Now he has defected to the Japanese and has done many evil deeds. He often goes to the countryside to sweep people and set fires.
"My mother, my mother." Gouwa came back, and he crawled to my mother and took out a piece of black steamed bun from her arms like a treasure. "My mother, I'm going to have something to eat."
"My mother, you eat it, it's fragrant."
"Go Ba, how can I do it?" My mother looked at the blue-faced child and reached out to touch her with pain.
What kind of hands are you like? You can see shriveled blood vessels, frozen hands, and cracks.
"I didn't look at the road and fell down." Gouwa smiled foolishly. He wouldn't tell me that he was injured by the young master who was in charge of the family.
I will only be even more sad.
"Mom, let's go home." Gouwa bent down and carried me on my back. My legs were interrupted by the bandits pulled by Zhang Dasca, and he could only climb on the ground.
Xiaozhu, there is still some at the end of this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading, and it will be more exciting later!
The old woman lay on the child's back, tears rolling in her dim eyes, "Dog baby, my mother has dragged you down."
"My mother, what did you say?" Gouwa walked with difficulty. His calf was bitten by a dog. He endured great pain every step. He turned his head and looked at me, "Mom is my mother."
The house was a ragged thatched hut. The dog kid put down my mother, went out to carry a bundle of wheat straw, and covered it with her, "My mother, are you still cold?"
"It's not cold, it's not cold, it's warmer than a new quilt." The mother said with a smile.
"Mom, why didn't you eat?" Gouwa saw my mother holding the steamed bun tightly, but she didn't eat it in one bite.
"Mom is not hungry, so I can eat it."
"I'm full." Gouwa looked at the steamed buns handed to her mother to her eyes, swallowed, and patted her stomach full of cold water, "I don't believe me, listen, dong dong dong."
"Dog baby."
“Hey.”
"My mother dreamed of her father yesterday, and he asked me if I had a black baby back." My mother said in a nagging manner.
"Tell me what he is doing." Gouwa said hatefully.
He hated his elder brother, who said he wanted to fight the Japanese, so he left me and him and left the house.
My elder brother Heiwa is a well-known young man in Shibaxiang. He has been in school for half a year and is literate. If my elder brother is at home, their family will not be miserable and will not be bullied like this.
My mother sighed. She knew that she hated the eldest, and she knew that she was suffering.
But she only had concern in her heart, concerning the Heiwa who didn't know where and whether she was still alive.
No, my black baby must be alive.
My black baby is smart and must be alive.
The goat didn't say anything, opened the black steamed bun and fed it into my mother's mouth in small mouths.
After taking a few bites, my mother was reluctant to eat again, "The dog baby is full, my mother is full."
...
The second floor corridor of Emerald Apartment on Shifu 2nd Road.
Xiao Hei leaned against the corner of the wall, spitting blood in big mouthfuls.
There was a dagger in his stomach.
Looking at the Japanese soldiers, pseudo police and spies surrounding him, he remained motionless, as if he had accepted his fate and quietly waited for the passing of his life.
A Japanese sergeant walked forward and looked at the self-involved man with a grin.
Xiao Hei opened his mouth, and a big mouth of dirty blood surged out.
"What did he say?" the Japanese sergeant asked a spy at the agent headquarters.
The spy squatted down and came forward to listen.
"Taijun, he is calling me mother." The spy said with a smile, and he looked at the military commander flatteringly, "This man misses him."
"Mom?" The Japanese sergeant laughed.
The Japanese soldiers, pseudo police, and spies all laughed.
The sergeant stretched out his hand and took a Type 38 rifle from his soldiers. He planned to kill the man with a bayonet.
"Mom, dad, mom, dog baby..." Xiao Hei's eyes were dissipated. He seemed to see himself returning to Shouguang's home, the ragged cold but warm thatched hunch, the tired hunchbacked father, the gray-haired old lady, and the naughty dog ​​baby.
There is also Erya from the neighboring village. Her braids are black and long. He likes to see Erya twist her waist and shake her braids the most. The braids are shaking, making him itchy.
My mother also said she wanted to save money to marry Erya.
He grinned, and used his last strength to pull the grenade in his arms.
White smoke rose.
It did not attract the attention of the Japanese and pseudo-dogs at the beginning, and when they saw the white smoke, they were all frightened.
"My mother, Heiwa is coming home."
Boom!
...
Dong.
The cold wind blew up, blew the broken fence door of the thatched hut.
Dongdongdongdongdong.
Squeak.
The fence door swayed and made a squeaking sound.
"Gouwa, Heiwa, Heiwa." The old lady curled up in the bed of wheat rang suddenly opened her eyes, "Gouwa, look, is your brother back? Your brother..."
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next