Christmas in Old Nanchang does not arouse the concern of the vast majority of people. Few people on the street know what Christmas means, and they are not interested in understanding these things that are far away from their traditional consciousness and living habits. What should everyone do?
What to do, especially since the Spring Festival is less than a month away, Old Nanchang, which has become a commodity and logistics trading center, is experiencing unprecedented prosperity. It is the harvest season, and the bustling streets are rare in a century. It is too late to make money. Who will care about what is not theirs?
Which set?
At noon, there is a different scene in the church at the northwest corner of Chengbi Lake. Almost all European and American Christians in the entire Nanchang area are concentrated here. Four Western restaurants that have settled in Old Nanchang have provided sumptuous food to more than 300 European and American people.
, wine and drinks, two rows of long tables connected from one end of the small church yard to the other.
People dressed in costumes and with faces full of joy walked around each other, toasting frequently, and a self-organized band played lively tunes. Pastor Pedro kept thanking God for the sunshine and warmth today. He had calmed down and left his temporary home.
Alfred and his wife, who were settled in the specialist residential building of the hospital, were smiling and looking good. Accompanied by the beautiful Kaplan, they stood together for photographers to take pictures.
A green military truck parked slowly in front of the cast iron gate of the compound caught everyone's attention. Everyone stopped talking and saw a dozen capable security force officers and soldiers carrying baskets of beautiful flowers from the truck and politely saying
After being sent into the yard, everyone cheered in surprise: "What a beautiful plum blossom..."
Baskets of red, pink, white and yellow plum blossoms were placed, immediately decorating the whole yard with vitality. An Yi led Zhou Chongan, Zhang Xi, Zheng Jinglun and other right-hand assistants and their wives and girlfriends to celebrate the festival.
, attended the grand Christmas luncheon, warmly greeted each other and blessed each other.
Zhou Chongan and others were all talented people who had studied abroad for several years and had solid knowledge. There was no language barrier. They were quickly led by their friends to various circles to talk and congratulate each other.
An Yi walked up to the Alfred couple and Cruze and Mary, and handed two long gift boxes wrapped in red paper from the guards behind him to Alfred and Cruze respectively:
"This gift is very common in your hometown, but it took a lot of trouble to get it back. I hope your wife and girlfriend like it."
After Alfred and Kruse finished thanking them, they opened the long paper box excitedly. A large bouquet of red roses in full bloom in the paper box immediately triggered bursts of exclamations from the people around them. The two ladies held up the bright red roses and exclaimed in exclamation, full of excitement.
With excitement on their faces, they both stepped forward to kiss An Yi's face and expressed their sincere thanks, saying that this was the most beautiful Christmas gift they had ever received.
An Yi giggled and wiped off the lipstick marks on his face. Kaplan came up and took An Yi's hand and asked unhappily: "An, where's mine?"
"I'm sorry, there are only a few dozen flowers in Jiangxi. If you don't mind, you can ask your sister how many flowers she wants." An Yi replied apologetically.
Kaplan protested loudly: "No! The meaning is completely different!"
Everyone couldn't help laughing after hearing this. Alfred came up and hugged An Yi. After thanking An Yi, he curiously asked: "An Yi, where did you get such a beautiful rose? In our impression, this season, the whole
There are no roses in the region, let alone this precious French variety."
An Yi explained with a smile: "There is a Longevity Palace on the edge of Xiang Lake a few kilometers to the north. The master in charge is one of my elders, Taoist Master Songyi. A few years ago, he built a beautiful greenhouse to cultivate rare animals.
I don’t know who gave him some Chinese herbal medicine. He cultivated it successfully two years ago and cherished it very much. I happened to visit his old man for something in the morning. After seeing it, I asked him to give me some rose seeds, but he refused to agree.
The only way I could do it was to cut off most of it and sneak out while he wasn't paying attention!"
Everyone found it very interesting and laughed heartily. Kaplan couldn't help but laugh heartily. The depression in his heart was swept away. He took An Yi's arm affectionately and sat down opposite the pastor.
Pastor Pedro once again delivered a gorgeous speech with his excellent eloquence and sonorous voice, raised his glass high amidst bursts of cheers, and suggested that everyone drink to their heart's content.
The music played again, and there was laughter and cheers. Pedro raised his glass to invite An Yi. An Yi was being stared at by Kaplan, who was dressed in a beautiful dress, with a pair of seductive eyes. His heart was filled with fear, and he saw it.
Pedro raised the glass and finally breathed a sigh of relief. He picked up the goblet and touched Pedro lightly across the table before raising his head. Only then did Yi Dong's sneaky love disappear.
"Ann, I heard Mr. Alfred say that you had already sent troops to attack the bandits in the mountains on the night you rescued them, right?"
Pedro asked happily, immediately focusing the attention of the men and women around him on An Yi.
An Yi put down his cup, looked at Alfred who shrugged helplessly next to him, and replied in a low voice: "Strictly speaking, the troops sent out are the troops from the Central Jiangxi Security Command. The bandits in that area have existed for many years. It turns out that they are not
Do not harass the surrounding civilians, and do not inflict physical abuse on the victims even if they block the road and rob them.
However, this seems to have completely changed in the past two years. Not only do they rob property and women, they also sneak into surrounding counties and kidnap women and children of wealthy families to extort high ransoms. If their demands are not met, they usually use extremely bloody methods.
Give him a warning, otherwise they will kill the hostages.
Among this group of thugs, the bandits in the Wumailing area in the mountainous area of northeastern Jiangxi are the most rampant and cruel. The government security forces are focusing on this group of gangsters this time. It is estimated that there will be a result soon. I hope this road will no longer be affected by
Invaded by bandits, it became a safe trade route.
After the New Year, the newly established engineering corps of the security forces will expand this road, making it much more convenient to travel to Zhejiang in the future."
Everyone praised in unison and raised glasses in celebration. An Yi was smiling all over his face, but his mind went to Wumailing deep in the mountains...
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Lin Tao was gusting and the cold wind was biting. Ding Zhicheng crouched under the gray-brown rocks. He raised his telescope and paid attention to the seven sniper points within a 160-degree range in front of him. Finally, he aimed the telescope directly above and used a large stick to
The gate of Dongjiazhai is fenced high with wood. Adjust the focus to observe the lazy sentries on the giant wooden watchtower, and then turn to the surrounding areas one by one to observe carefully.
Under a big tree more than ten meters behind Ding Zhicheng, squad leader Li Zhenhan was using a sharp special dagger to easily cut off a thumb. The owner of the thumb was tied tightly under the big tree, and his mouth had been torn off from his cotton coat.
One corner was tightly blocked, and a pair of stunned eyes were full of pain and fear. Next to the prisoner lay the body of a big man wearing a dark blue cotton-padded jacket. A string of blood bubbles on his neck had been slowly frozen into a transparent red ball.
Although this unlucky latent sentry survived, he could only watch helplessly as his right thumb was cut off in half, unable to scream. The excruciating pain forced cold sweat to break out on his forehead and protruded blue veins.
Li Zhenhan, who is short in stature and has thick limbs, is wearing a full set of jungle camouflage combat uniforms, carrying a new machine gun on his back, and half of the black Colt pistol handle is exposed from the green holster on his waist. His face is smeared with black and green paint.
Vaseline oil paint
, only a pair of cold eyes revealed a compelling cold light. Just when he pressed the serrations on the back of the dagger against the root of the captive's thumb, a hot smell of urine suddenly emerged, and the completely collapsed prisoner finally followed the agreement.
Nodding like a chicken pecking at rice.
An Jin, whose face was full of paint, pulled out the cloth from the prisoner's mouth. When he saw the prisoner's mouth open, he immediately inserted the dagger into his mouth: "Don't scream if you want to survive. Speak slowly and no one will make it difficult for you. If there is a lie,
, I will skin you alive."
The prisoner's tongue had been cut by the sharp blade, and the hot smell of blood finally brought him back to his senses. As soon as he took out the dagger from his mouth, he immediately agreed: "Yes... you two heroes, I say, I say everything..."
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Li Zhenhan stared at the prisoner's wet eyes: "What time will the mountain gate open today? Is it for entry or exit? Is there a code word for handover?"
"There's no code... around nine o'clock... the mountain gate opens, and the two brothers come down to change the guard..."
"No more?"
"No, ah no...yes, the second master will come back from Qujiazhai in the west at noon..."
"What's the name of the second boss? How many people will he bring?"
"My name is Yuan Zhijie, and I have thirty-one or two brothers with me."
"Which way back?"
"The west entrance of Sankeshu half a mile down the mountain is the only road leading to Qujiazhai in the west."
Li Zhenhan nodded and stood up slowly, and suddenly struck the prisoner on the forehead with a lightning-like palm. There was a muffled sound followed by the sound of the cervical vertebrae breaking, and the prisoner's head hung weakly to his chest.
Li Zhenhan tightened his belt and ordered in a low voice: "Xiao Jin, nail this guy under the tree on the roadside, with his back to the mountain gate like his back is leaning against the big tree. Move quickly, otherwise the body will become stiff and difficult to remove."
"yes."
An Jin, who was transferred from the sniper unit to the commando team for training three months ago, quickly untied the rope from the prisoner, carried the prisoner's body and ran to the big tree beside the stone path. He pressed the prisoner's whole body against the tree and didn't know what to do for a while.
fixed,
Looking around, there was no one to help, so he pulled out the dagger, pointed it at the prisoner's open mouth, and exerted force suddenly. With a "chi" sound, the dagger passed through the back of the prisoner's neck and penetrated deeply into the trunk of the tree. Only the handle was exposed outside the mouth, making it appear that
Extremely weird and ferocious.
An Jin slowly let go of his hand and saw that the prisoner had been hung firmly on the tree. He smiled with satisfaction. He picked up the prisoner's old rifle and hung it on his chest. He straightened the prisoner's clothes and stiffened his hair.
Positioning his hands, he turned behind the tree and got into the withered grass shed under the high sill, picked up his sniper rifle and stood ready.
Under the rocks diagonally above, Ding Zhicheng was quite satisfied with An Jin's overall performance. It was hard for Ding Zhicheng that a half-year-old child was taught by himself and Li Fu to become such a cold-blooded killer, and he became more and more outstanding and surpassed many older brothers.
The sense of achievement and satisfaction in metaphor, as well as An Jin's seemingly innate understanding and super mental ability, were greatly appreciated by two strict teachers, Ding Zhicheng and Li Fuqiang.
Recalling that when he was An Jin's age, he had not yet left the mountain gate and had no understanding of the cruel reality of this troubled world. He could only hear about it from his master and brothers who had returned from traveling. Ding Zhicheng, who had experienced many hardships, was filled with emotion.
I also feel lucky for my apprentice An Jin.
Suddenly, there was a burst of wanton conversation from above. Ding Zhicheng recognized the situation through the sound and raised his hand to make a gesture. Then there was no one on either side of the rugged mountain road, and everything became quiet.
The two men who took over were chattering non-stop. They turned down the zigzag mountain road and came to an open area in the depression more than ten meters away from the big tree. One of them saw half of the gun shaft and an elbow of his companion exposed behind the big tree.
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One of them grinned and said, "Mouzi, your grandson is awake," and the other said, "Lao Liu must still be snoring in the shed." After the two of them finished speaking, they only took a few steps when they felt a cold wind coming from behind, and their necks tightened.