Chapter 4 third chapter

The Huangshan Villa on the south bank of Chongqing is a "palace" set up by Chiang Kai-shek to avoid bombing.The sky was overcast, with drizzle in the thick mist.Around the Huangshan villa that seemed to be hidden in the rain and fog, a few guards patrolled the wet stone floor.In Chiang Kai-shek's office on the second floor of the villa, a pot of charcoal fire was burning for heating, with faint blue smoke rising leisurely.Zhou Enlai, who was invited to meet with Chiang Kai-shek alone, sat on the sofa, covered his teacup with both hands, and looked at Chiang Kai-shek who was talking on the opposite sofa.

Chiang Kai-shek is in a good mood: Mr. Zhou, I specially invited you here today, and I want to discuss something with you. Zhou Enlai smiled politely: Chairman, please speak. Chiang Kai-shek: Wuhan fell, Changsha was trapped, Britain and the United States and other countries are still ambiguous, watching the fire from the other side, China's war of resistance is extremely difficult.I don't know what opinion Mr. Zhou has? Of course Zhou Enlai knew that Chiang Kai-shek invited him to Huangshan Villa not just to discuss the situation of the Anti-Japanese War, but he still briefly stated his views.Although the Japanese army still maintains an offensive posture on the battlefield, attacking cities and land, but on the whole, they have fallen into a quagmire.First, the Japanese's attempt to end the war in China within a few months was completely shattered; second, the larger the territory they occupied, the heavier the burden.Zhou Enlai pointed out that according to the judgment of the Central Committee of the Communist Party, the stalemate stage of the Sino-Japanese War is coming.However, whether the final victory of the Anti-Japanese War can be won depends on whether the anti-Japanese united front that has been formed can persist... Zhou Enlai said this, and Chiang Kai-shek immediately smiled and interjected: Mr. Zhou, what I want to discuss with you today is exactly the same. related.The Fifth Plenary Session of the Kuomintang is under preparation... I think that under the current situation, for the great national cause of the War of Resistance, this meeting should be an opportunity for the Kuomintang and the Communist Party to completely abandon their past differences.

Zhou Enlai looked at him with a faint smile on his face, carefully trying to figure out Chiang Kai-shek's subtext. Chiang Kai-shek put his hand on the brazier and roasted it, and looked at Zhou Enlai: Well, I think it is time to merge the KMT and the Communist Party into a unified big party. Hearing this, Zhou Enlai laughed: The chairman probably wants to use the Kuomintang to annex the Communist Party, right? Chiang Kai-shek waved his hand: Annexation is naturally out of the question.However, since the war of resistance is the common goal of the two parties, and the survival of the nation is the responsibility shared by the two parties, the unity of the two parties should be more beneficial to the country and the nation.

Zhou Enlai became serious: what the chairman said makes sense.The nation is in peril, and both the Kuomintang and the Communist Party should focus on national interests and the overall situation of the Anti-Japanese War.It is in this sense that we all have many things to do, and these are far more urgent than a merger between the two parties. Chiang Kai-shek stood up in displeasure, and paced back and forth in the room: Mr. Zhou, what are the more urgent matters? Zhou Enlai sat on the sofa, keeping relaxed and elegant, but his words were aggressive: for example, purge the diehard anti-communists in your party, completely put an end to the encroachment and friction of the Kuomintang army on the Eighth Route Army and the New Fourth Army; The people of the country and the Japanese also let the Kuomintang see an internally unified and determined to resist the war. Don't let the incident like Wang Jingwei happen again; another example... Chiang Kai-shek interrupted him with embarrassment: that's it!You don't have to say any more.I think your party still has such a deep grudge against the Kuomintang that it puts the country at risk.

Zhou Enlai smiled slightly: I don't agree with what the Chairman said.In fact, fundamentally speaking, it was your party's mistaken strategy of "to fight against the outside world first, to secure the inside first", which directly led to the current passive situation of the War of Resistance. Chiang Kai-shek's good mood was gone. He walked to the window and pushed open a window hard.A gust of cold wind and thick fog came in from outside.Chiang Kai-shek muttered: Chongqing's terrible weather is really annoying! Of course Zhou Enlai knew that Chiang Kai-shek was taking advantage of the topic, but he still took the topic and said lightly: If the weather were not like this, I am afraid that the Japanese planes would drop more bombs and hurt more civilians.

Chiang Kai-shek turned around: No matter what, I hope that Mr. Zhou will convey my meaning today to the Central Committee of your party. Zhou Enlai got up and was about to leave, but also softened his tone: This is no problem.I would also suggest sending a congratulatory message in the name of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China when the Fifth Plenary Session of your party is held. Chiang Kai-shek looked out the window and let out a lukewarm "hum". Although it was daytime, a large meeting room in the National Government Building was brightly lit.Many Chinese and foreign journalists gathered here. There were no seats in the conference room. Everyone stood in a mess to attend the first press briefing after the bombing of Chongqing.In front of the conference room, Zheng Juan, the press secretary of the Chongqing Municipal Government, introduced relevant information and data through a microphone.As a wartime news release, everything seemed very casual, and there were no usual slogans, banners, and the like.

Zheng Juan: ...Since the Japanese government issued the No. 241 Continental Order of launching the so-called aviation offensive strategy against Chongqing, on January 7, 10, 15 and 16, Japanese planes set off from Wuhan Base to attack Chongqing. Continuous high-density bombing.The Chinese Air Force has also been ordered to launch intercept operations several times in the past few days.According to preliminary statistics, Japanese planes dropped a total of 56 bombs during the four days of bombing, killing 124 people and injuring 166.It should be emphasized that the bombing of Chongqing by Japanese planes was not aimed at military or government targets, but at the entire city and all urban civilians.

Robert among the reporters asked: Excuse me, the Japanese planes bombed the entire city. Is it because of the foggy weather that caused the target to deviate? Zheng Juan smiled: Maybe the Japanese should answer this question.Immediately there was a burst of laughter.Zheng Juan continued: But we don't think so.As a precedent for innocent attacks on civilians, the massacre in Nanjing can be used as a basis for this judgment. A Chinese reporter asked again: Can you introduce some information about the air battle? Zheng Juan picked up the few pages of speeches in front of her and was about to leave: I'm sorry, as the government's spokesperson, I don't know much about the air force's combat situation.Well, thank you all for coming.

As Zheng Juan left the speaking seat, most reporters also began to leave.Robert walked towards Zheng Juan, and Gu Hongyuan, who was talking with Xia Xinli, saw it and followed Robert. Robert smiled politely and stopped Zheng Juan: I'm sorry. Zheng Juan also smiled and said: Didn't my answer satisfy you? Robert: No no.I don't want to dwell on the problem just now.I want to ask one more question in private, is that okay? Zheng Juan: Please.Mr Matthews. Robert: I think that due to the weather, the bombing by the Japanese planes was basically aimless, and it did cause some civilian casualties as you said.But I also think that the effect of this kind of aimless bombing is extremely limited, and anyone with a little military knowledge knows this.

Zheng Juan looked at him: What exactly do you want to say?Question the accuracy of the numbers I provided? Robert is still smiling: Isn't it exaggerating? Zheng Juan said seriously: The Japanese army's brutal bombing of Chongqing is already naked enough, do we still need to exaggerate the facts?What I can tell you is that those figures just now are only preliminary statistics of casualties, and do not include dozens of missing civilians. Robert made an exaggerated look: really? Zheng Juan hated this guy a little, and turned around to leave.Robert followed up again: I know that your government is dissatisfied with the world public opinion, especially the two big countries, Britain and the United States, who do not pay much attention to the Sino-Japanese war.Don't you really want to take this opportunity to exaggerate the seriousness of the situation in order to attract more international attention?

Zheng Juan looked at him, trying to hide her contemptuous sneer: Your government actually betrayed the interests of the whole of Europe and signed the "Munich Agreement" with fascist Germany. Would anyone expect Britain to do something in the Sino-Japanese War?Mr. Matthews, the Chinese are not as weak and deceitful as you imagine, and we ourselves will eventually drive the Japanese army out of Chinese territory.I'm worried about the future of your country...Robert: What? Zheng Juan: Haven't you thought about the day when Hitler's army will occupy Britain? Robert became angry and flushed.Zheng Juan looked at the irritated Robert, and she couldn't move forward or retreat. The two quickly formed a tense look at each other.Gu Hongyuan appeared just right, and he said to Robert in an unusually relaxed tone as if he hadn't noticed anything: Robert, we should go.You can't always be like this, when you see a beautiful woman, you can't bear to leave. Robert's eyes relaxed, and he said to Gu Hongyuan: She is very beautiful, but she is also very powerful.After finishing speaking, he didn't say goodbye, but turned and left.Seeing Robert leave, Zheng Juan took a deep breath, and found that Gu Hongyuan was looking at her with a smile, and quickly said gratefully: Mr. Gu, thanks to you for coming to rescue. Gu Hongyuan waved his hands politely: I think you are already feeling a little bit tense. Zheng Juan: The self-righteous British are really unbearable. Gu Hongyuan smiled: What are you?I am with him every day. Zheng Juan said: Then you must be tactful enough. Gu Hongyuan laughed haha: Enough tact?That's the most skillful swearing I've ever heard. Zheng Juan hurriedly explained in embarrassment: I didn't mean that... Gu Hongyuan waved his hand indifferently: I'll take you back, is that okay? Zheng Juan asked: Don't you want to accompany that British guy? Gu Hongyuan: When there is no job, he is no longer my boss. Zheng Juan laughed happily, took the initiative to take Gu Hongyuan's arm, and walked outside with him. An air force base outside Chongqing. It was already dark, and there was white mist floating in the sky. All the planes on the tarmac were engulfed by the thick fog, and only the weeds on the side kept swaying in the cold wind.The military club near the airport is a row of ordinary-looking gray bungalows.There was a yellowish light in the window, looking through the fog, although the light was faint, it was warm.An Fuyao, dressed in an air force uniform, walked towards the club on the wet grass. The Soldiers Club is actually a small bar. There is an old upright piano in the middle, and a middle-aged man in a crumpled Brazilian suit is playing music.An Fuyao kicked open the door of the club, and the lights in the room illuminated his gloomy face.Together with the lights, there were also the surprised eyes of many soldiers inside.An Fuyao didn't care about those gazes, and even stood at the door provocatively, looked around, and then walked to a seat near the corner. Du Lanxiang, the waitress of the club, came to An Fuyao.Du Lanxiang is the daughter of Du Shichao, a black stone in the north of the Yangtze River. She looks like a simple and kind girl, and she looks very pure. Of course, she and An Fuyao have known each other for a long time: Is it still a glass of beer? An Fuyao looked at her expressionlessly: two glasses. Du Lanxiang turned and walked away.An Fuyao's eyes were attracted by a few loud soldiers. Those people included both the air force and the army. They seemed to be fellow villagers, talking and laughing loudly while drinking, having a good time.An Fuyao looked at them, irritability gradually appeared in his eyes.Du Lanxiang came to him with two glasses of beer overflowing with white foam, and put both glasses of beer in front of him.An Fuyao pushed one of the glasses to the opposite side of him, then picked up his own glass, and lightly touched the opposite glass. Du Lanxiang was a little puzzled, but immediately pulled out the chair opposite him from under the table and arranged it, making that empty place look like someone would really come.Only then did An Fuyao show an ugly smile to Du Lanxiang. Du Lanxiang smiled slightly, and was about to turn around and walk away when An Fuyao said: Can you sit with me for a while?He pointed to the chair opposite. Du Lanxiang glanced at the empty chair and asked, "Is he not coming?" An Fuyao shook his head slowly, and said in a low voice: He is dead. There was a sudden commotion over there again, so that Du Lanxiang couldn't hear An Fuyao's words clearly, and just looked at him with questioning eyes.The continuous noise made An Fuyao finally uneasy. He smashed the beer glass in his hand to the ground and looked at those people viciously.The people suddenly fell silent, watching him silently, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly. In the tense silence, An Fuyao repeated loudly to Du Lanxiang: He is dead. night.In the small building at No. 27 Gaolang Street, where Wang Jingwei lived temporarily, there were almost no lights, and the surrounding area was pitch black.In one room on the second floor, thick curtains blocked all the windows.From the outside, of course, the interior lights cannot be seen.Wang Jingwei was walking back and forth in the room with a cup of tea in his hand.Footsteps were heard on the stairs outside, Wang Jingwei stood down, and his eyes moved to the door.Then there was a knock on the door. Wang Jingwei tried his best to calmly say: Come in. Secretary Zeng Zhongming, who had just returned from Hong Kong, opened the door and walked into the room: Vice President Wang, I'm back. Wang Jingwei smiled and shook hands with him: Sit down. The two came to the sofa and sat down.After Zeng Zhongming sat down, he opened his suitcase, took out some documents and spread them out in front of him. He was about to speak, but was distracted by Wang Jingwei: Is the trip to Hong Kong going well this time? Zeng Zhongming: It went well, and the Japanese...Wang Jingwei interrupted him again: took over his wife and children? Zeng Zhongming quickly said, "I've picked them all up." Wang Jingwei still said in the same unhurried tone: That's good.During this time, your family will live in my room, which is bigger. Zeng Zhongming: How can it be done... Wang Jingwei waved his hand: I have asked someone to vacate the room.Just stop talking. Zeng Zhongming thanked repeatedly: Thank you, Vice President Wang. Wang Jingwei finally said: Well, let’s talk about your contact with the Japanese. Seeing that the topic had begun, Zeng Zhongming handed the stack of documents to Wang Jingwei: On the second day I arrived in Hong Kong, I met Mr. Yingzuo Zhenzhao. It should be said that the situation I got from him was basically positive. It can also reassure us. Wang Jingwei snorted: What else can I worry about?Gao Zongwu, Mei Siping and the Japanese talked over and over again, and finally reached an agreement. I also fled here according to the plan, and the statement of separation from the Chongqing government was also issued, but Prime Minister Konoe suddenly resigned!It's almost like a scam! Zeng Zhongming: I have already expressed this meaning.However, it is said that the resignation of Prime Minister Konoe is also a last resort, and the Japanese warlords have made his cabinet useless. After hearing this, Wang Jingwei couldn't help sighing in despair: If the Japanese military circles treat their own government's cabinet like this, how can we talk about peace with them! Zeng Zhongming: However, the overall situation is not so pessimistic.It is said that the new Prime Minister Hiranuma expressed in private that he is willing to continue to implement the agreement reached between the Konoe cabinet and us, and hopes that you will act as soon as possible to establish a new national government in Nanjing. Wang Jingwei's eyes lit up: Is the news accurate? Zeng Zhongming's answer was very cautious: It should be said that there are no waves without wind.Kagesa Haraaki himself believed it.However, he also suggested that it is best to send someone to Japan to directly contact the Pingnuma cabinet. Wang Jingwei became a little excited, and immediately said: Then arrange Gao Zongwu to go to Japan, the sooner the better! In the humid late night, all the lights in the small building at No. 27 Gaolang Street were extinguished.The courtyard outside the small building was even darker and silent.Zheng Ming and several members of the action team hid in the woods opposite the yard, making final preparations before the action.They checked their guns again and waited. Finally, the team leader looked at his watch and signaled the start of the operation.Zheng Ming and the other two immediately got out of the woods, quietly rushed across the street, climbed over the wall and entered the courtyard of No. 27. The rest of them scattered and crouched in the shadows near the courtyard. Zheng Ming and others squatted down at the door of the small building, and one person used a lockpicking tool to gently test the door lock, but it was not smooth.The person who opened the lock was a little anxious, and accidentally dropped the string of tools in his hand on the ground in his nervousness, making a "crash" sound.In the silence, the voice was exaggerated and frightening.Zheng Ming held his breath, clenched his pistol and prepared to face unimaginable consequences. After a while, nothing happened.Zheng Ming motioned for the man to continue unlocking. This time, the door lock was unlocked smoothly. Zheng Ming entered first, found the stairs in the dark with ease, led the other two people up to the second floor, and came to the door of the largest bedroom.The person in charge of unlocking the lock was about to insert the tool into the keyhole of the door when suddenly there was a sound of flushing water from the toilet in the bathroom at the other end of the aisle, and the three of them hurriedly hid in the darkness.At the end of the corridor, a figure in pajamas came out of the bathroom, walked into a room, and closed the door.From where Zheng Ming and the others were hiding, they couldn't see the end of the aisle, and of course they couldn't see the person who had just entered the room.And that person is their assassination target. When the person in charge of unlocking was about to resume work, Zheng Ming looked at his watch and said in a low voice: No time! He took two steps back, slammed the door open with his shoulder, and three people rushed into the room at the same time.The shock of the sound made Zeng Zhongming and his wife who were sleeping soundly sit up from the bed.In the darkness, both sides saw only dark shadows.Before Zeng Zhongming and his wife could yell, the guns in Zheng Ming's hands had already fired.Following several gunshots, Zheng Ming saw a man and a woman on the bed were shot and fell down.There were terrified shouts from inside the building.Led by Zheng Ming, the three of them walked through the aisle and jumped out from the window on the other side. People in the small building ran to the second floor one after another, discussing quietly without knowing what happened.Wang Jingwei ran quickly from the end of the aisle in his pajamas, and walked straight into Zeng Zhongming's room despite the dissuasion of others.Someone turned on the light in the room. Under the light, Zeng Zhongming and his wife fell on the bed covered in blood. Wang Jingwei was shocked, tears welled up in his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: They died for me... There is an arsenal hidden deep in the mountains outside Chongqing. Because it was a wartime, this arsenal was completely built in a cave.In the open space outside the cave, a military jeep with the American flag was parked. An American soldier was sitting in the car, covering his eyes with a steel helmet, and chewing gum in his mouth.Two soldiers stood at the entrance of the cave with guns, and the cave was filled with powerful noises from various machines.Near the entrance of the cave, a large number of freshly produced mortar shells are piled up, and some workers are carefully packing the shells into boxes.Accompanied by the military attache of the US embassy in China, Zheng Xianbo passed among the shells and workers and walked towards the cave. The American military attache asked loudly: This arsenal only produces mortar shells? Zheng Xianbo nodded and replied loudly: There are mortars! The American military attache stopped, covered his ears with his hands and shouted: Let's go back! Zheng Xianbo asked loudly in bewilderment: What? The American military attache was too lazy to repeat, he turned around and walked quickly outside the cave.Zheng Xianbo had no choice but to follow.The two came outside the cave, and as the noise disappeared, the American military attache's distorted face finally returned to normal.He exaggeratedly rubbed his ears and said: God! Zheng Xianbo was obviously displeased, but it was inconvenient to show it, he just asked tentatively: Mr. Military Officer, do you want to go back now? The military officer smiled and asked back: Do you think it is necessary to read on? Zheng Xianbo explained: Almost all the arsenals in Chongqing have just been relocated. During the relocation process, almost half of the important equipment was bombed and sunk in the Yangtze River by Japanese planes.Coupled with the lack of technology and raw materials, it can only produce some weapons such as rifles at most.This arsenal was not only the first to resume production, but it is also the only factory we can produce mortars. The military officer looked at him arrogantly: Do you Chinese always go around complaining like this? Zheng Xianbo responded neither humble nor overbearing: Sir, please note that I was sent by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to accompany you to inspect here at the request of your ambassador.My job includes briefing you. When Zheng Xianbo said this, the military officer looked at him more politely. He took out a cigarette and handed it to Zheng Xianbo.Zheng Xianbo said "thank you" and refused. The military officer lit a cigarette by himself, and said in a friendly tone: Actually, I can imagine the situation of your country's military industry without looking at me.You used such weapons and equipment to fight the Japanese... While I express my admiration, I am also very worried about the final outcome.I will truthfully report the situation here to the ambassador.However, from the perspective of an American citizen, I think it is unlikely that the US government will provide your country with the military assistance you expect. Zheng Xianbo: Why? Military attache: Because we have the "Law of Neutrality", even if President Roosevelt really sympathizes with your country, he cannot go beyond this "Law of Neutrality".What's more, the war here is, after all, a conflict between China and Japan, and American voters will not agree with the president's involvement in a war in the Eastern Hemisphere in any way.do you understand me? Zheng Xianbo still maintains the smile of a professional diplomat on his face: There is a Chinese saying, if you keep silent when your friend is being bullied, then you will be the one who will be bullied next. The military officer was startled, then laughed: friend?You Chinese are really interesting. On a mountain road in the outskirts of Chongqing, a gray-green military truck is slowly crawling along the narrow winding mountain road with difficulty.The slope of the road was too steep, and the truck made a loud noise and emitted thick black smoke. In the carriage that was tightly covered by tarpaulins, He Xuezhu and Sun Xiangmeng, who was holding Xiaohua in his arms, sat among the stacked wooden boxes, drowsy.After He Xuezhu and Sun Xiangmeng met in Wan County, Xiaohua contracted acute pneumonia and had a high fever for days.He Xuezhu offered to go with Sun Xiangmeng in order to help take care of Xiaohua.They managed to find the truck bound for Chongqing.After the hard work, the officer in the car—that is, a squad leader—out of sympathy, let them board the broken car that often broke down and drove all the way to Chongqing.After a few days of ups and downs, Xiaohua's condition obviously worsened. His eyes were closed tightly, his face was pale, his lips were completely bloodless, and a large herpes appeared at the corner of his mouth. The truck shook suddenly, the engine roared and struggled for a while, stopped, and the sound stopped immediately. Sun Xiangmeng opened his eyes, and she touched He Xuezhu: Big sister!It looks like the wreck is broken again. He Xuezhu woke up, and before he could speak, Xiaohua suddenly coughed violently, and his little face suddenly turned pale.Sun Xiangmeng hastily patted his back lightly.He Xuezhu stretched out a handkerchief and said, "Son, spit out the phlegm!"Be obedient, spit it out!Confused, Xiao Hua almost instinctively spat out, it was all blood. Sun Xiangmeng took a gloomy look, and wiped away the blood remaining at the corner of the child's mouth with his hands.Her anxiety can no longer be seen, because anxiety has been replaced by despair.Of course He Xuezhu knew her state of mind, but he couldn't comfort her. Instead, he stroked Xiao Hua's face who was in a coma, and said: Good boy, you must hold on.We are about to arrive in Chongqing, and we are about to find a hospital!Persevere for a while... Sun Xiangmeng pressed his face to the child's face, and murmured with tears: "The fever doesn't go away, this is already the third day." He Xuezhu took off the towel from Xiaohua's forehead, opened the tarpaulin and jumped down. The squad leader who was repairing the car with the hood opened in front saw He Xuezhu come down, and said angrily: "Stay in the car!"Who let you down? He Xuezhu smiled: "Squad leader, the car broke down again?" The squad leader was busy: you complained too?If this car wasn't old and broken, you wouldn't be able to take my car! He Xuezhu quickly said: No, I see you are working too hard. The squad leader raised his head and asked: how is the child? He Xuezhu shook her head, turned around and walked to the ditch on the side of the road, wiped her face with a towel, and prepared to go back to the carriage after getting wet again.Just as she was crossing the road, a military jeep with the American flag flying past her, scared He Xuezhu to the side. That car belonged to the U.S. embassy, ​​the embassy military attache was sitting next to the driver's seat, and Zheng Xianbo was sitting in the back.When the jeep passed by He Xuezhu quickly, Zheng Xianbo was startled, and hurriedly turned his head to look out the window, and found that the person turned out to be his wife, which made him yell: Stop!Stop quickly! The American soldier who was driving thought he had hit someone, so he slammed on the brakes and stopped, looking behind him. The military attache asked Zheng Xianbo displeasedly: What happened? In his excitement, Zheng Xianbo could no longer care about the etiquette. He ignored the military officer's face and question, jumped out of the car and ran towards the military truck parked by the roadside.Behind the truck, He Xuezhu was struggling to climb onto the truck with a wet towel, when Zheng Xianbo ran over and shouted: Xuezhu! He Xuezhu turned her head and saw Zheng Xianbo standing behind her. She was completely stunned by the intense joy and surprise. Zheng Xianbo smiled at her: Come down quickly! Only then did He Xuezhu put himself hanging on the carriage on the ground, and then he fell softly on Zheng Xianbo's shoulder.Zheng Xianbo hugged her and patted her on the back: I can't believe I met you here.That day I saw you fall into the Yangtze River with my own eyes, thinking that you would... Sun Xiangmeng sat motionless on the carriage, holding the child in his arms and staring blankly at Zheng Xianbo and He Xuezhu below.He Xuezhu's eyes were filled with tears because of excitement, but when she looked over her husband's shoulder and saw Sun Xiangmeng, she immediately returned to her original appearance.She wiped her tears, handed the wet towel to Sun Xiangmeng, and introduced: This is my husband.Her name is Sun Xiangmeng, and we met on the way to escape. Zheng Xianbo glanced at Xiaohua in Sun Xiangmeng's arms: Is the child sick? He Xuezhu: The condition is very serious.Can your car get the kids to the hospital first? Zheng Xianbo frowned slightly, and immediately agreed: Yes, it is the car of the American embassy, ​​I will discuss it with them.After finishing speaking, Zheng Xianbo ran towards the American jeep. He Xuezhu happily said to Sun Xiangmeng in the car: Come down quickly! Sun Xiangmeng handed Xiaohua to He Xuezhu, then climbed out of the car, looked at her tearfully, speechless. He Xuezhu smiled: Don't cry!The child was finally saved.We are too happy! In the jeep ahead, Zheng Xianbo discussed with the military attache who was still sitting in the car.The military officer's face was filled with arrogance again: The child is seriously ill? Zheng Xianbo said eagerly: "It's very serious and needs to be rescued." The military attache glanced at him: I agree to put the child and her mother in the car and take them directly to the hospital. Zheng Xianbo happily: Thank you! The military officer smiled: However, you have to find another way to go back.The car is too small.Hope you can understand. Zheng Xianbo couldn't fail to understand that this was another contempt from the Americans, but he obviously didn't care about it now, nodded with a smile and said: There is no problem at all.thank you very much!As he spoke, he waved vigorously at Sun Xiangmeng, signaling to come over quickly. He Xuezhu and Sun Xiangmeng ran over with the child in their arms.The military attache got out of the car at this time, opened the rear door in a gentlemanly manner, and waited. In the dark night, a transport plane of the Chinese Air Force parked on the runway of an airstrip near the Sino-Vietnamese border in Yunnan.The cabin door was open and the gangway was not stowed.The lights were on in the cabin, and there were more than 20 young people in brand-new air force uniforms sitting there.These soldiers look different from ordinary Chinese soldiers, without any rustic traces.After they got on the plane, they had been waiting for a while, and everyone was a little impatient. Gu Guosong, who was sitting by the cabin door, looked outside, turned around and said to a soldier: It seems that he is waiting for some important person, right? The soldier looked at his watch and said: At least he is a general.We have been waiting for two full hours. The other soldiers whistled loudly. An officer sitting in the front turned back blankly and said: Keep quiet! The cabin calmed down.At this time, Gu Guosong saw the lights of a car appearing on the tarmac, approaching the transport plane bumpily.After a while, the car stopped in front of the hatch, and a military doctor and two soldiers lifted a stretcher from behind.Lying on the stretcher was Zheng Ming, his upper body was naked, and a thick, blood-soaked bandage was wrapped around his chest.Zheng Ming was carried into the cabin, and the stretcher was placed in front of Gu Guosong.The two soldiers went down, and the medic stayed on the plane.Immediately the hatch was closed and the plane began to start slowly. Zheng Ming's injury didn't look serious, but he was very conscious.When his gaze met Gu Guosong, he even managed to make a smile.Encouraged by this smile, Gu Guosong leaned his body towards him, and said in Mandarin, which he was not yet proficient in: We thought we were waiting for a general. Zheng Ming smiled again, and said with difficulty: I'm sorry, brother. Gu Guosong shook his head, and asked curiously: How did you get injured here?There are no Japanese here. The plane taxied at an accelerated speed, and amidst a burst of violent shaking, it soared into the sky in the vast night. Zheng Ming looked at the childish Gu Guosong, but did not answer his question. In the early hours of the day when Wang Jingwei was assassinated, Zheng Ming and other members of the action team who were waiting to evacuate at a secret location received depressing news: Wang Jingwei was not dead.The Vietnamese in charge told them that the ones shot dead in the big bedroom were Wang Jingwei's secretary Zeng Zhongming and his wife.Once the operation failed, there would be no second chance, and the leader of the operation team had no choice but to order an immediate retreat.Zheng Ming proposed to stay and carry out another assassination, but was rejected by everyone.By the time all members of the action team boarded the car driven by the Vietnamese and were evacuating from downtown Hanoi, the police had blocked all intersections.Under the order of the person in charge of the action team, the car broke through a checkpoint and started a fierce gun battle with the police.The car rushed past the checkpoint, but crashed into a big tree on the side of the road.Zheng Ming was wounded in several places, but he still insisted on fighting and retreating with the others, and fled into the dense jungle.In a firefight with Vietnamese police, one member was killed and two were captured.Fortunately, there was the cover of the jungle, otherwise Zheng Ming might never be able to return to China. After the plane took off, Gu Guosong leaned down again and asked Zheng Ming: Are you a soldier? Zheng Ming smiled, didn't speak, and closed his eyes. The military doctor looked at Gu Guosong sternly: Soldier, don't talk to him. Gu Guosong sat up helplessly, but his curious eyes still looked at Zheng Ming on the stretcher. Gu Guosong is the son of Gu Hongyuan, a handsome Filipino overseas Chinese.Without telling his mother, he joined a group of young Chinese volunteers and transferred from the Philippines to Vietnam to participate in the War of Resistance in Chongqing.Although he had imagined the appearance of his homeland countless times when reading his father's letters, since he set foot on this land, the scenery and people here still made him feel surprised and fresh.He couldn't imagine what kind of appearance that distant wartime capital Chongqing would appear in front of him.Either way, it's sure to excite him. Located near the city center, Jimin Hospital was considered a relatively large hospital at that time, but the main building was a two-story gray building.There is a large open space in front of the building.It was already late at night, and there were almost no people inside or outside the hospital, only some windows of the building were still lit. Xia Chengyuan drove his three-wheeled motorcycle to arrive at a high speed, and Xia Xinli and Yu Nanping were still sitting in the car.After the three got out of the car, they hurried into the building.A nurse on duty was passing by with a tray. Xia Chengyuan grabbed her and asked, "Where is the pediatric ward?" The nurse was startled, and hurriedly pointed upstairs.The three hurried upstairs.They walked through the corridor on the second floor and pushed past a ward at the end of the corridor.The lights were on in the ward, and many beds were arranged in a mess. Xiaohua was lying on one bed and fell asleep. The liquid in a hanging bottle was slowly flowing into the back of his hand through the infusion tube.Sitting in front of the hospital bed, unkempt and exhausted, Sun Xiangmeng raised his head when he heard the door open, but his gaze was very blank. Xia Chengyuan strode over, pulled her up from the chair, and hugged her tightly: Xiangmeng! Xia Xinli and Yu Nanping also surrounded him: Xiangmeng!Let us worry to death! Sun Xiangmeng burst into tears suddenly, she hugged Xia Chengyuan tightly, and beat him on the back hard.Xia Chengyuan's eyes were also full of tears.Xia Xinli patted Sun Xiangmeng's shoulder: Well, the family is finally together again.Don't cry, cry again, the child will wake up. Sun Xiangmeng tried his best to control himself, choked up and said: Xiaohua almost died... Then he burst into tears again.Xia Xinli and Yu Nanping looked at the pale Xiaohua on the bed, their eyes filled with tears.