Chapter 411 Dad, Mom (4th update [I can’t blow the evening breeze you blow] Leader 6/6)
After Cheng Qianfan finished his breakfast, he did not leave in a hurry and chatted with his wife for a while.
He secretly estimated the time and said goodbye to his wife, He Xuelin, at the time when Peng and Ou might be leaving.
Driving a car, Cheng Qianfan drove slowly on Masinan Road.
From a distance, he saw Professor Peng and Ou holding books and lectures in a creaky nest.
"Professor Peng, good morning." Cheng Qianfan pressed the horn gently.
"Inspector Cheng? Good morning." Peng and Ou looked surprised when they saw Cheng Qianfan, "What are you doing?"
"I rested at the teacher's house yesterday." Cheng Qianfan stopped the car, "Professor Peng, where are you going? Fudan Public School has not suspended classes?"
"Classes are suspended. I have something to do on Father Jin Road," Peng Yuou said.
"Father Jin Road? I happen to be going to the police station. Professor Peng, please get in the car and I will take you for a ride." Cheng Qianfan said.
"This?" Peng Yuou hesitated.
"Get in the car, it's just a matter of road trip." Cheng Qianfan said with a smile.
"Then I'm sorry." Peng and Ou couldn't resist their kindness, so they opened the door and got in the car.
…
"Are any of our comrades hospitalized in Bethel Hospital?" Cheng Qianfan said in a low voice as he drove and handed Peng Yuou a cigarette.
"What happened?" Peng Yuou asked in shock.
There is indeed a comrade being treated at Bethel Hospital, and this person is none other than Comrade Zhou Hongsu.
Zhou Hongsu, who was supposed to leave Shanghai and join his comrades in northern Jiangsu via Pengcheng before going to Dalian, developed a stomach ulcer and vomited blood. The organization secretly arranged for Zhou Hongsu to be treated at Bethel Hospital.
This is top-secret information among the top leaders of the Shanghai Municipal Party Committee. How did ‘Huo Miao’ know about it?
‘Huo Miao’ would never ask about this matter for no reason, something must have happened.
"Does this comrade have a six or seven-year-old child, a boy?" Cheng Qianfan said, "There is a small pimple under the right cheek."
Peng and Ou's suspicions were confirmed. It was indeed Comrade Zhou Hongsu. He had a son who was in the same situation as "Huo Miao" and described exactly the same.
"Yes, we do have a very important comrade who is hospitalized in Bethel Hospital. He has a son with a mole under his right cheek." So far, Peng and Ou can only tell the truth.
Looking at Cheng Qianfan, he asked eagerly, "What happened? Someone was arrested?"
…
West Diswell Road.
There was a burning smell in the air, corpses in various forms of death were everywhere, and there were broken walls and ruins everywhere.
He Guan picked at the blood scab on his face, and his facial muscles twitched in pain.
His goal was achieved, and he suddenly woke up.
"Old Yutou, let's have a cigarette." He Guan stretched out his hand and said.
No one answered.
He Guan retracted his outstretched hand, turned his head and looked not far away from him. He saw the old fish head lying there with half of his head missing.
"Brother, yes." A voice sounded in his ear.
"You kid, you're still alive." He Guan turned his head, looked at the young face in front of him, and took the dark red cigarette, which was soaked in blood and dried by fire.
He casually lit the red cigarette on the burning ruins not far away and took a deep breath.
"Little Nail, after this battle, I'll treat you to Chunfeng Deyilou's crab roe buns." He Guan patted Little Nail's head.
"Well, now I want to eat the spicy noodles made by my mother." Xiao Dingzi said with a smile. As he spoke, he trembled and his teeth chattered.
One of his arms was missing, directly smashed by a machine gun. It was broken like a piece of lifeless wood and fell to the ground.
Everyone said, 'Little nail, you are so lucky, you are not dead yet.'
The little nail said, ‘It’s my mother who is chanting Buddha’s name to bless her’!
Little Nail is not a soldier of the Jiangsu Provincial Security Regiment. According to this kid’s proud words, ‘he is a regular army’!
He is a soldier of the 261st Brigade of the 87th Division. Only three people including him are left alive in the company, and they are assigned to support the security group.
Now, the other two are gone too.
He was the only one alive in the whole camp.
…
"The devils are coming!"
Following a hoarse roar, the roar of tanks was heard, and the earth trembled.
"Everyone is here, ready to fight." Mao Zhipeng, deputy director of the security regiment, shouted.
"Kill the Japanese!" He Guan spat out the red cigarette butt in his mouth and shouted.
"Kill the Japanese!"
"Kill the Japanese!"
"Brother." Little Nail shouted.
"What are you doing?" He Guan said without looking back.
The little nail poked him with something.
He Guan turned around and saw that Little Nail Dike was holding a wolf tooth strung with a red string, "What are you doing?"
He said, He Guan said to himself, "With you as a Shaanxi cold boy around me, my words are full of Shaanxi flavor."
Little Nail chuckled, "Brother, this is the amulet my mother has worn on my forehead since I was a child. It works very well."
"What did you do with the amulet your mother gave you?" He Guan said angrily.
"Brother, you gave it to me, you held it for me." Xiao Nail grinned, the pain of his broken arm making him shiver all the time, "After the battle, brother, please help me bring this to my mother-in-law."
"What are you doing?"
"Well, I can't let my mother take care of her until she is old. When she sees this, she will be able to think of something."
"You have to give it to yourself." He Guan turned his head to the side, "I can't help you with this."
…
He understood why Little Nail did what he did.
The roar of the tanks is getting closer and closer, and you can see the plaster flags on the bayonets of the Japanese soldiers following the tanks.
Security Regiment Deputy Mao Zhipeng shouted at the top of his lungs with red eyes, "Severely injured people who can still move, come with me!"
With that said, the man from Qingpu rushed out of the trench holding a grenade.
"Come on!"
"Mom, my child is unfilial!"
"Mom, my son is gone!"
"Father, mother! My son is unfilial!"
Twenty-odd wounded soldiers with missing arms, broken legs, and wounds all over their bodies were running, rushing, or limping. They held the grenade in both hands, holding it with one hand, biting the string with their teeth, and rushed away screaming.
go out.
He Guan just looked at it.
His teeth clenched loudly!
His hands held the medium-sized formal rifle tightly!
He just looked at it.
Seeing the little nail biting the string of the grenade with his teeth, he held the grenade in one arm and rushed out.
It looked like the body of the regimental deputy who was at the front was torn apart like rags by Japanese machine guns.
Seeing everyone falling down continuously, they couldn't get in front of the tank at all.
Little Nail is small. Perhaps because of this reason, the enemy did not target him immediately and actually let him get close to the tank.
However, he could no longer move on.
He saw that Little Nail was shot in the leg, leaned forward, and fell two meters in front of the tank's path.
He saw the little nail's teeth tugging at the string and letting out a roar——
"Brother, the E family is at the Zhao family in Yulin..."
Then there was a huge explosion.
The tanks rested, and the Japanese soldiers began to charge with their spears in hand.
"Fix the bayonet!" He Guan's face was ferocious, and he rushed out with his rifle, "Kill the Japanese!"