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Zhang Xian walked quickly, listening to the siren wailing behind him, his heart beat violently, but he did not dare to look back.
Facing a group of fake policemen running towards the scene of the accident, Zhang Xian raised his head and his eyes met the police officer leading the group. He quickly lowered his head and passed them by. The police officer was surprised, as if he saw something, but he didn't stop and ran over.
We came to Yanhe Avenue, which is a street built along the north bank of the Han River. We have to cross a ferry here from Hankou to Hanyang, but the ferry has just left, and the ferry on the opposite side has not yet come, and there are only two people left on the ferry. He is a passer-by. He was hesitating whether he should wait for the ferry here, but he heard a burst of gunshots from behind. When he turned around to look, the group of policemen he had just met turned back and were heading towards the ferry. It was the policemen who fired the shots into the sky. , in order to warn the many passers-by walking on the street not to block their way.
Zhang Xian didn¡¯t dare to wait here any longer, so he walked down the riverside avenue and along the Han River. Since he couldn¡¯t cross the Han River, he went to the Yangtze River. There are many ferries along the Yangtze River, and there is always one where he can catch up.
¡°That person in front, stop!¡± The police shouted from behind, and Zhang Xian walked faster, almost at a trot.
A rickshaw crossed in front of him, and a very strong rickshaw driver said in a low voice: "Get in the car quickly!"
Zhang Xian got into the car without even thinking about it. The driver spread his legs and moved very fast, passing through people and turning into an alley, leaving the policemen behind.
Zhang Xian felt uneasy. At that time, he only glanced at the coachman and had never seen this person before. He didn't understand why he would come to his rescue at such a critical time. Thinking about it, he might be the rescue arranged by Han Qi for him. I feel relieved.
The driver pulled Zhang Xian through the alleys of Hankou. He was obviously very familiar with the terrain here. After running in zigzags for more than 20 minutes, he stopped in front of a private house. The door of the private house opened, and the coachman turned around and said to Zhang Xian, "Sir, we've arrived!"
Zhang Xian got out of the car and was wondering when he heard the driver say: "Go in quickly! There is someone waiting for you inside! By the way, you must put your gun away when you go out next time, otherwise, Someone will definitely see such a long gun!¡±
Only then did Zhang Xian realize that the sniper rifle hanging on his waist had fallen off at some point, and the barrel of the gun was exposed at the hem of his windbreaker. It's no wonder that the police officer felt strange when he saw him. Maybe he didn't react at the time. , I thought of it afterwards, and then turned around to catch up. If it hadn't been for this driver, he would have been caught by the police.
"I really want to thank you!" Zhang Xian said to the coachman sincerely.
The rickshaw driver smiled slightly, turned around and pulled the rickshaw away.
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Zhang Xian walked into the door, and a woman had already come out. Zhang Xian was even more surprised when he saw this woman. She was the Feng Yulan he met at Qingchuan Tea House that day.
Feng Yulan did not explain immediately, looked outside, turned around and closed the door.
"Have you been following me?" Zhang Xian finally understood and followed Feng Yulan into the yard and asked her.
Feng Yulan turned around and smiled at him. Without any explanation, she led him into a room inside. When Zhang Xian walked in, he saw two people. Although both of them were wearing loose cotton clothes and not military uniforms, he couldn't help but shout: "Brother Ma? Little brother?" It was as if he was dreaming, Stunned there!
"Brother!" A young man shouted excitedly and threw himself into his arms. Yes, he is Zhang Yi, and who is behind Zhang Yi if not Ma Wenlong?
Feng Yulan saw the three of them being so excited and laughed herself, but then she quietly withdrew and ran outside to let the wind blow.
Zhang Xian hugged his younger brother, stroked his head, and said with a smile: "Haha, you've grown taller again!"
"You seem to have grown up too!" Ma Wenlong also came to Zhang Xian with a smile.
Zhang Xian let go of his younger brother and was so excited that he shouted: "Brother Ma, we meet again!" After saying that, he didn't care much, just like Zhang Yi saw him, he rushed to hug Ma Wenlong.
Ma Wenlong also opened his arms to hug him, but he couldn't help but yelled "Ouch!"
Zhang Xian quickly let go of him and asked with concern: "What, Brother Ma, are you injured?"
"Haha!" Ma Wenlong nodded and smiled at the same time: "If I hadn't been injured, I wouldn't have met you in Hankou!"
"What the hell is going on?? Smiling, he felt that being with Ma Wenlong really had a strangely comfortable feeling. His every move could not be hidden from this big brother, just like he could see through Zhang Yi's mind.
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Zhang Xian and Ma Wenlong spent the whole day, and they talked about almost everything, but they still did not bring the topic to the level of political beliefs. Ma Wenlong tried several times, but as soon as he touched it, Zhang Xian avoided it very sensitively and told him clearly and sternly: "I don't believe in what the Communist Party preaches, and I don't want to listen to your preaching. If you are still willing to be my friend, don't say this in front of me. I am a soldier of the national army and am not interested in politics."
Ma Wenlong could only smile and shake his head, admonishing him: "You are right, you are a soldier, haha, but if you don't understand politics, your soldier will be miserable. You know, all military purposes are It¡¯s just for politics!¡±
Zhang Xian didn't want to talk to Ma Wenlong anymore, so he said goodbye and left, feeling a little unhappy when he left.
After seeing Zhang Xian off, Ma Wenlong returned to the house. Feng Yulan came over and asked him, "How was your conversation with him?"
Ma Wenlong shook his head, sighed, and said: "This guy is really stubborn and his thoughts are too stubborn. I can't convince him."
Feng Yulan said: "The higher-ups asked you to win him over. This guy has a great influence in the Eighteenth Army. If he can become one of ours, then we can also do it for Chiang Kai-shek's main civil engineering unit." We all know that he has a better future than the other person we placed."
Ma Wenlong nodded, but said helplessly: "Of course I know this, but I'm afraid I won't be able to complete this task."
"If you feel that this task is difficult to complete, then prepare another backup task, send Zhang Yi to him, and slowly influence him!" Feng Yulan said.
"It seems we have no choice but to do this!" Ma Wenlong turned around and looked at Zhang Yi who was returning to the courtyard after sending Zhang Xian away. He made up his mind at that moment: "After I go back, I will send him to Kangda University immediately for one year. Finally, he happens to be eighteen years old, so he can be admitted to the 18th Army!" (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com