Chapter 117 Chapter 116 Insidious Assassination

With good faith in mind, Zhang Leizhen drove to the aviation school that Sheng Shicai had worked so hard to set up.At the beginning, when the aviation school was first established, President Jiang was really scared, and Sheng Shicai made a statement of obedience to the unity of the party and the state with both soft and hard tactics.However, Sheng Shicai had his own calculations.Right now, no promises are as effective as the planes and cannons brought in by the Soviets. Sheng Shicai and his closest special adviser, General Huaxili, are watching the pilots' H16 fighter jets fly for training.

Leaning on the jeep, Zhang Leizhen watched leisurely as the five behemoths in the air roared and slid into the runway one by one, and parked smoothly on the tarmac.He suddenly felt that the road seemed too quiet.According to Chuan Xiangyingzi's habit, the person who should be killed is not killed, and she will quietly let such a person live. Where will Sakurako Chuanxiang make her next move? How could Chuanxiang Yingzi, who was unwilling to be lonely, calm down.Although she failed to prove that Gui Jianchou was still alive, she knew that someone was lying to her, and she felt uneasy: Gui Jianchou and his red organization were by her side.

How can this make Chuanxiang Yingzi sleep peacefully on the couch. To make matters worse, Sheng Shicai used tough methods to hunt down multinational spies throughout the city. Chuanxiang Yingzi had difficulty gaining a foothold in Dihua, so she and Yingjizabu flew to Kashgar. Kashgar is the lair of Mahu Mountain.The thirty-sixth division under his command was no worse than Sheng Shicai's provincial army, and the two sides fought several times, winning and losing each other.Since the uprising in April, he has fought several decent victories with Maheti's rebels, and captured Kashgar and other important towns. He has formed a rivalry with Sheng Shicai.If it wasn't for the Soviet Union's secret instruction, he would almost have gone straight to Dihua City.

Sakurako Chuanxiang came to Kashgar for another purpose: since Meifang Inuchi controlled the situation in Qitai, why didn't she encourage Ma Heti and Ma Hushan's 36th Division to attack Dihua together? Who is deliberately causing the stalemate between Kashgar and Dihua?Could this have something to do with her old rival? Chuanxiang Yingzi wants to find out the truth.If there are ex-Soviet people in the barracks in Mahushan, it is certain that Gui Jianchou and his red organization are setting up a trap, and a senior general called the North China Garrison Army has been deceived by the trap.She quickly contacted her one-line contact in Kashgar—Ma Fugui, deputy director of the Mahushan Division's Secret Service.

Thinking that this trip might solve the conspiracy of Gui Jianchou and others, Chuanxiang Yingzi was immediately full of fighting passion.She asked Yingji Zhabu to go to Shache, the headquarters of Mahushan, and she herself disguised herself as a Han Chinese doing business in Victoria City, and was admitted to a hospital run by a British, and sent a contact signal. The next day, Ma Fugui, disguised as a doctor, arrived as scheduled. Ma Fugui provided a piece of news: the ethnic leader of Kashgar, Abdul Upur, declared to his ethnic group that a prosperous age of harmony and unification is about to emerge in the Northwest, and a new great and wise leader will bring good news to all ethnic groups , he will be a new national leader, a saint, this saint has appeared in Dihua, the saint is Sheng Shicai.

"Sage Sheng Shicai? Shit!" Hearing Ma Fugui's words, Chuanxiang Yingzi couldn't help cursing: "He is a brazen conspirator, a speculator who clings to the Soviet Union, and sooner or later the affairs of the Northwest will fall into his hands." Under the influence of Kenji Doihara, Kawaka Sakurako, who has regarded the Northwest as a Japanese colony, the last thing she wants to see is that people she cannot control will grow in the Northwest. "This person must die!" When Chuanxiang Yingzi said this, a smile appeared on her face: "I want that damned Abdul Wufuer to go to see Lord Yama without knowing it."

"This...isn't appropriate. Abdulwupur has a very high status among the ethnic group. If he is assassinated, it will cause riots in Kashgar. This..." Ma Fugui was developed by Chuanxiang Yingzi into a Japanese spy, or He did not expect this woman to be so vicious when he cooperated for the first time. "Come on, see a doctor first." Chuanxiang Yingzi lay down on the operating bed, took off her manly attire, and loosened her corset lightly with her slender hands. Just when Ma Fugui was short of breath and was obsessed with putting his hot mouth close to the powder-like body of jade, he heard a voice as cold and cold as hell: "Abdugupur of Kashgar must die! You The task now is not to touch a woman with your trembling hands, but to hold the pistol tightly in your hand and kill the person you should kill!"

When Ma Fugui woke up, he had a small pistol and ten green-dipped bullets in his hand. "Don't touch those bullets lightly, the bullets are poisonous. Remember, as long as it hits any part of the target, it will kill it!" Ma Fugui heard Chuanxiang Yingzi's cold and stern voice again. He left the ward with gun and bullets, and the relentless fear of this woman. In the early morning, in an open space near the outskirts of Kashgar, many ethnic groups dressed in white decorated a newly built lectern as if preparing for a festival. Two rows of tall elm trees with round crowns like a cover are densely shaded, and the earthen platform more than ten meters high looks more solemn and solemn.The ethnic groups who came to listen to the scriptures sat devoutly under the lectern.

The ethnic leader Abdul Upur appeared on stage with his musicians. All the people in the audience waited with bated breath to listen to the long love poem "Gul and Noroz" by Abdullah Rutfi, known as one of the great ancient Islamic musicians. A story about flowers and the remote tranquility of spring. When the music started, everyone bowed their heads and listened quietly... Suddenly, there were several chaotic hoofbeats, and then someone shouted rudely: "I am the leader of the ethnic group in Kashgar, and no one can deprive me of passing on the teachings of saints to the ethnic group!"

The tribesmen stood up and turned to stare at the uninvited guest. No one noticed that a black hole pointed at Abdulpur. The gun went off!A musician next to him was shot and fell to the ground.Then, there was another gunshot, and Abdugupur tilted his body and fell down.