The train driver in the courtyard

It was half past ten in the morning in midsummer and the scorching sun was shining brightly in the sky.

The steaming heat waves twisted the distant telephone poles into vague phantoms.

The road was empty, and one could only see a group of Zhaojiawan members across the ridge.

They wore straw hats and sweat towels on their shoulders. The hats were occasionally blown askew by the hot wind, and then they were straightened by hand.

The dull sound of the hoe digging into the soil, mixed with the occasional sound of conversation, seemed particularly clear in the silent air.

Everything here seems to be frozen, only the heat silently envelops everything.

The silence was broken only by the roar of an engine.

Production team leader Zhao Jiaquan just looked up and saw a jeep coming from a distance, so he urged the members to work quickly.

This is still bearable now, but by noon I can only hide under the shade of the trees.

The members all understood this principle and bent down again, but soon straightened up again and looked into the distance.

Another GAZ truck roared towards the intersection.

Although the intersection was remote, it was not surprising that two cars appeared at the same time. The key point was that based on the speed of the two cars, it was obvious that they were going to collide with each other.

The originally peaceful scene suddenly had a hint of blood, and the style became weird.

"Hey, hey! Hey! Stop." Seeing the accident happening, Zhao Jiaquan didn't even bother to throw away the hoe, and jumped and shouted.

"Oh my god, stop it!"

“It’s going to crash!”

"Isn't that truck driver stupid? He rushed over even though he saw the jeep!"

The members also shouted anxiously.

The truck driver was certainly no fool. At this moment, she stared at the jeep in front of her with a smug smile on her face.

"Crash! Crash! Everything is ours."

The GAZ truck belched black smoke and rushed straight towards the jeep.

The distance between the two was rapidly closing. Lao Qian pulled out a pistol from his waist, loaded it, then put it back in place, and picked up a machete and held it in his hand.

Seeing that they were about to collide, Hu Suyao shouted, "Hold on tight!"

She stepped on the accelerator suddenly, and the jeep accelerated to a speed close to 100 km/h. It rushed towards the cab of the jeep like a huge monster.

This angle was also carefully chosen, which could directly overturn the jeep and make the driver and passengers lose their ability to react in an instant to the greatest extent possible.

Hu Suyao had calculated it in her mind countless times and had even practiced it in person while driving a GAZ truck. She was determined to succeed in this collision.

"Crash!" Hu Suyao yelled. She seemed to have seen the jeep fall to the ground, the confidential information, and the city of Jinling with flames everywhere.

But the next second, the rest of her voice was choked in her throat, and she saw that the speeding jeep suddenly braked inexplicably, the speed suddenly dropped, and the rear end of the car swung up.

This time, not only did the GAZ truck miss its target, but it was also hit hard by the rear end of the jeep.

"Brake quickly, quickly, quickly!" The old gunman, holding the machete, saw the GAZ jeep rushing towards the ridge of the field, and his face turned pale with fright.

His reminder was completely unnecessary. Hu Suyao had already stepped on the brakes, but the truck was going too fast and was hit hard by the GAZ jeep, so it was almost out of control.

"Hold your head."

Seeing the ridge of the field getting closer, Hu Suyao suddenly hugged her head and leaned on the steering wheel, twisting the steering wheel violently.

"Bitch!" Lao Qian cursed inwardly, but before he could throw away the machete, the sky and the earth began to shake.

The GAZ truck roared down the road and overturned in the ditch.

The GAZ truck in the ditch looked like a dying steel monster, its iron body twisted and deformed.

The members of the cooperative stood on the edge of the field with hoes in their hands, and the hoarse cries of crows could be heard in the distance.

"Are you okay?" someone in the crowd asked timidly.

The words have not yet fallen.

The windshield of the truck suddenly exploded, and Lao Qian half of his body stuck out of the window, with bloodstains on his face, looking like a devil crawling out of hell.

The members took a few steps back in fear.

"Get out of here!" Lao Qiang pulled out a pistol from his waist and fired several shots at the ground. The members were so scared that they hid far away.

However, they did not leave, but kept looking at this side. One member ran away into the distance, obviously to call the militia in the commune.

"Fuck, how come you can't even aim when driving? Why did you use all your skills on men?"

At this time, Hu Suyao also crawled out. Although she had some wounds on her body, she was not seriously injured. Lao Qian cursed at her.

Hu Suyao ignored him and looked at the jeep in the distance.

Although the jeep avoided the impact, it was hit by the rear end of the car and overturned in the ditch on the other side.

There was no movement in the jeep, and the person must have been knocked unconscious.

Hu Suyao retracted her gaze and glared at Lao Qiang coldly: "Stop talking nonsense and get to work quickly. If the militia from the commune arrives later, we will be in trouble. Remember to bring your machete."

Lao Qiang was frightened by her gaze. He closed his mouth, turned back to the truck, bent over and rummaged around for a while, and found the machete.

The security guards often like to use handcuffs to connect the security box and the handcuffs together.

This is a machete specifically designed for wrists.

Hu Suyao pulled out her pistol and walked quickly towards the jeep.

Her posture was strange, her steps were similar to crab steps, with a high step frequency, she held the gun with both hands, and her right finger was half pressed on the trigger.

This is a common posture used by special forces when attacking trapped enemies, which ensures that they can open fire at the first opportunity if the enemy counterattacks.

What disappointed Hu Suyao was that until she arrived in front of the jeep, the front windshield was shattered and covered with bright red stuff, and there was no movement inside the jeep.

"The driver must be dead. I'll go check on the passenger seat."

"Go open the back door and chop off the confidential box and the confidentiality keeper's hands."

As soon as she finished speaking, Hu Suyao froze in place. A chill ran from the soles of her feet to the back of her head, and she couldn't help but shiver all over.

At some point, the muzzle of a gun was pressed against her temple and her mouth was covered by a big hand.

This was not the first time that Hu Suyao had carried out a mission, nor was it the first time that she had been targeted by a gun. She had even escaped death several times.

However, this was the first time that I was captured silently while concentrating.

Being able to do this, this person's skills are far superior to hers.

"If you don't want to die, just be a good boy." A voice sounded in my ears.

Hu Suyao secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Men always like to be gentle and considerate to women. As long as the other party is a man, she still has a chance to escape.

As long as Lao Qian noticed the movement here, with his skills, he could easily turn the situation around.

Thinking of this, Hu Suyao kicked the door of the driver's cab suddenly. The kick was so sudden that no one could stop her in time. The kick was also so strong that the door made a dull clanging sound.

But the old gun didn't move.

Could it be that Hu Suyao's face changed and her eyes widened, she saw Lao Qiang with his hands raised high, a black gun barrel on his forehead, and being escorted over.

Obviously, the other party came prepared.

One person deals with her, and the other deals with Lao Qian.

She originally thought she was a hunter, but she turned out to be just the other party's prey.

For the first time in her life, Hu Suyao felt a sense of helplessness and frustration.

What frightened her even more was that the other party's arrangements were very thorough, and even the blood stains on the windshield were probably prepared in advance.

Once she was captured alive, it was only a matter of time before her mouth was pried open.

The more you understand torture methods, the more likely it is that you will be pried open by others unless you have an iron will.

Hu Suyao wasn't sure if she could handle it.

Maybe it's time to end this.

As long as the organization and St. Peter can be saved, her death will be worth it.

Hu Suyao took one last lingering look at the world, but unfortunately all she could see were ugly, disgusting farmlands, but no beautiful cherry blossoms.

"Goodbye forever." Hu Suyao curled up the corner of her mouth into a smile and bit off the poison capsule hidden in the root of her back teeth.

Bite down
bite.
Hu Suyao suddenly found that her mouth was out of control.

Li Aiguo almost rudely reached out his hand and took out the poison capsule from Hu Suyao's mouth, threw it to a security officer, and then rubbed his fingers on Hu Suyao's body.

"Since you like lying so much, just keep your mouth open."

As he spoke, Li Aiguo slowly walked towards Lao Qiang: "You are a man, you can't lie like Hu Suyao, right?"

Lao Qiang felt the muzzle of the gun on the back of his head, sighed slightly and said: "She is the team leader, I am a team member, I am not qualified to own the poison capsule."

"Really? That's a shame. But I don't even trust men."

Li Aiguo looked over Lao Qiang's shoulder and looked at Zhou Ke: "Give him a full body check."

The focus of a full-body in-depth examination is not on the whole body, but on the depth.

Zhou Ke was originally excited because he captured Dieter alive, but when he received this task, his face looked a little grim, but he still carried out the task with two team members without hesitation.

"Report, this person has no poison capsules and no other weapons." Zhou Ke reported while wiping his hands with a towel.

Li Aiguo walked up to Lao Qiang again, squatted down and asked with a smile: "Now I can give you a chance. Who instructed you to rob the confidential information?"

"Saint Peter." Lao Qian seemed to be intimidated by Zhou Ke's rudeness and appeared very honest at this moment.

“Who is Saint Peter?”

"I do not know either."

"Ok?"

Seeing Li Aiguo's face darken, Lao Qiang wanted to raise his hand, but was kicked to the ground by Zhou Ke. "Be quiet!"

Lao Qiang struggled to sit up and said with a sad face: "My code name is Lao Qiang. I am responsible for supervision and actions in the organization, but I am not directly responsible to St. Peter. My superior is Butterfly, that is, Hu Suyao."

The single-line contact pattern was not unexpected to Li Aiguo, but he was still a little surprised that Lao Qian was Hu Suyao's subordinate.

This woman, Hu Suyao, can be considered a die-hard.

Sure enough, Li Aiguo stood up and looked at Hu Suyao. Hu Suyao snorted coldly, puffed out her chest and faced Li Aiguo straight.

The meaning is very clear, if you have the guts, just shoot me.

"Women are always troublesome. But I remember there was another guy."

Li Aiguo walked up to Hu Suyao, suddenly stopped, turned and walked towards the overturned GAZ truck.

Looking at Li Aiguo's back, Hu Suyao seemed to remember something and her face turned ugly.

Li Aiguo walked to the truck, walked around it, and soon found a guy with blood on his head in the ditch.

"Hey, Meng Binhong, are you still sleeping? I'm here to take you in."

Two slaps were thrown.

Meng Binhong lay there motionless.

Li Aiguo frowned, stretched out his hand and put it in front of his nose, feeling a breath, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. All this seemed complicated, but it actually happened in a flash. From Li Aiguo going behind Hu Suyao to subdue her to pulling Meng Binhong out of the ditch, it took only three to five minutes.

Led by Zhao Jiaquan, the members of the commune hid behind the hillside and were stunned by what had just happened.

That ferocious guy holding a pistol just now was dealt with by our wise and powerful soldiers?

What? How do we know that our fighter is the winner?

Haven’t you seen that our comrades in the spy movies are all as handsome as that young man in the lead?

"Captain, let's go help."

"Let's go. We have already embarrassed ourselves by running away. We have to go help our family."

Zhao Jiaquan and the other members rushed over and asked inquiringly, "Comrade, do you need help?"

When a person is half dead, it is particularly heavy. Li Aiguo was worrying about how to pull Meng Binhong out. Seeing the members offering to help, he nodded and said, "Thank you very much."

Seven or eight members came forward and worked together to pull Meng Binhong out.

Seeing the nasty wound on Meng Binhong's forehead, a member said angrily: "This dog Dieter was too cruel!"

"Ahem, this guy is Dieter. Please tie his hands and feet first." Li Aiguo lit a cigarette and took a puff.

"what?!"

The members were startled and looked at Meng Binhong with anger in their eyes. After his hands and feet were tied up, some young members even wanted to kick him a few times.

Li Aiguo quickly stopped them: "This man is still useful, don't hurt him."

“good good”

Later, Li Aiguo witnessed the enthusiasm of the fellow members. They harnessed two oxen and pulled the jeep and GAZ truck out of the ditch.

Production team leader Zhao Jiaquan also played the role of a traffic policeman, standing in the middle of the road directing traffic.

When Lao Mao and his men arrived, three Diets were lying in a row on the ground, and the GAZ jeeps and large trucks were parked side by side. All the people who wanted to get close were driven away.

He had never seen such a "clean" scene.

Li Aiguo directed Zhou Ke and others to take the three people to jeeps separately, and had someone pull the jeeps and trucks back to the weather station.

After doing all this, he turned around and shook hands with Zhao Jiaquan.

"Thank you so much, fellow!"

"You're welcome. This is what we should do."

Under the gaze of the members, the convoy slowly drove away from the intersection.

A group of militiamen came roaring from a distance.

"Where is Dieter? He rushed to our Zhaojiazhuang Commune to cause trouble. He must be tired of living."

"He has been captured by our people." Facing the anxious militia captain, Zhao Jiaquan pointed to the convoy in the distance.

Militia Captain: “.”

****
The convoy roared back to the old Jinling Weather Station.

The wrecked jeeps and trucks were pulled into the warehouse.

The two were detained in separate detention rooms.

Both Lao Mao and Xing Zhi's faces became tense. The meteorologists and team members all received their weapons and loaded their guns.

Everyone knows that the real battle has just begun.

Sure enough, within a short while, I received seven or eight calls asking what had happened.

The tone of the other party on the phone was very gentle, and when Xing Zhi blocked his response on the grounds of confidentiality, the other party also seemed very reasonable.

But it is obvious that this is just a testing tactic used by the opponent.

"Aiguo, you should report to your superiors first." After adding two guards at the door and setting up machine gun sentries, Lao Mao handed Li Aiguo a cigarette.

Li Aiguo took the cigarette, walked into the office and picked up the phone.

The call was connected soon, and it seemed that the farmer was also waiting for his call.

"Teacher, it's me"

"I know. Judging from the time, your operation should be over soon. Go ahead."

Li Aiguo looked at the big tree swaying in the wind outside the window and said, "Our operation went smoothly. Three Diets were captured and one Diet was seriously injured. None of us were injured. We are now at the Jinling Meteorological Station, preparing to carry out follow-up interrogation work. What do you think, teacher?"

The farmer pondered for a moment and said with a smile, "I am your teacher. I just provided you with so much support. What about your master? As a master, shouldn't he help out a little?"

Li Aiguo understood that the farmer had agreed to join forces with Lao Xu, so he said goodbye to the teacher and hung up the phone.

"Why? What does the chief think?"

"By the east wind."

Li Aiguo threw a word to Lao Mao, without further explanation, and made another call.

"Hello?" The security guard's voice came from the phone.

"It's me, Li Aiguo"

"Aiguo, the chief is looking for you. It's time to teach you swordsmanship today."

"Ahem. The commander is in the study? Okay, I'll be there right away."

After hanging up the phone, Li Aiguo said to Lao Mao, "Comrade Lao Mao, I have to go see Mr. Xu now. I'll leave the house to you."

"Don't worry!" After realizing what Li Aiguo was going to do, Lao Mao nodded heavily excitedly.

Afterwards, Li Aiguo drove a jeep into the mysterious courtyard.

When the guards saw him, they thought they could enjoy the chaotic scene of their master and his disciples again today, so they all came over. Even the cafeteria chef took the initiative to stew a bowl of fat meat.

What no one expected was that after seeing Lao Xu, Li Aiguo did not practice swordsmanship, but followed Lao Xu into the study.

In just a few minutes, two things happened in the study.

The first thing was that a phone call was made from the study to the military hospital, asking them to admit a seriously injured person.

The second thing was that Staff Officer Xiao, who was inspecting the team on behalf of Lao Xu, was urgently recalled and entered the study.

Staff Officer Xiao, who had rushed back exhausted, was full of doubts.

This inspection trip to several surrounding garrison regiments was a long-planned itinerary. Any rash change in the itinerary might cause some unnecessary worry.

Lao Xu was very clear about this, but he still called him back without hesitation.

What happened?
Staff Officer Xiao jumped out of the jeep, handed his gun to his deputy, and rushed into the study.

After closing the study door, he saw Li Aiguo was there too, and he seemed to have guessed the truth of the matter.

"Chief."

Lao Xu stood in front of the desk and looked out the window: "It's been dry in Jinling for so many days, it's time for it to rain."

When Staff Officer Xiao thought about the recent rumors he had heard and heard Lao Xu's statement, he felt a pang in his heart and nodded in agreement.

Lao Xu's fingers tapped on the desk unconsciously, the rhythm getting faster and faster, like the muffled thunder before a rainstorm.

"The drought has lasted too long and the land is cracked. The heavier the rain, the better."

Lao Xu suddenly turned around and stared at Staff Officer Xiao: "But once the rain is too heavy, all the dirt hidden in the ditches will be washed out, affecting the normal life of the people in Jinling. Xiao Xiao, go and help Aiguo clean it up."

"understand!"

Staff Officer Xiao had been with Lao Xu for many years, so he naturally understood what he meant. He straightened his back and saluted Lao Xu: "Please rest assured, Chief, I promise to clean up the streets!"

****
When Li Aiguo returned to the old Jinling Meteorological Station, Lao Mao and Xing Zhi were already waiting anxiously.

When they saw that Li Aiguo only brought back one person, they were a little disappointed.

When they saw each other clearly, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Lao Mao walked over quickly and said, "Aiguo, we just conducted a preliminary interrogation of the two men. Lao Qiang was very cooperative, but he only knew that his superior was Hu Suyao, and he didn't know the identity of Saint Peter."

As he spoke, Lao Mao handed a copy of the interrogation record to Li Aiguo.

Li Aiguo took it and read it carefully. The transcript was recorded in great detail.

Lao Qian's real name is Zhou Qingfu. He is from Nanjing and has only primary school education. Before liberation, he once participated in a training course set up by the enemy in Nanjing.

Lao Qian was an excellent marksman. Although he was short in stature, he had strong fighting ability and soon earned the title of an outstanding student.

As soon as you graduate, you can officially become a member of the enemy.

As a result, Lao Qian got into an argument with a young man while drinking in a brothel and accidentally killed the young man.

In those days, killing a few people was not a big deal. The key point was that the young man’s uncle was an officer of the 36th Garrison Division.

After realizing that he had caused trouble, Lao Qian ran away overnight, and Dieter’s dream was interrupted.

Lao Qian failed to become Dieter, but with the skills he learned in the training class, he found a job as an electrician in a movie theater in Jinling.

Having a stable income, which many people envy, also allows Lao Qian to avoid being destroyed along with those people. He can be considered lucky.

Unfortunately, by chance, Lao Qian met Hu Suyao and was bewitched by her. After delivering a letter in a daze, he became Dieter again.

Hu Suyao provided him thirty yuan and ten kilograms of rice every month.

The old gun became a tool for supervising hunting dogs.

The code name Hound is not unique to Meng Binhong, but belongs to the men who were fooled by Hu Suyao.

Lao Qian once killed three hunting dogs with his own hands, but he was not sure of their identities.

"This person only has a knife. It seems that he can't provide any useful clues." Li Aiguo closed the record and handed it back, asking: "Did Hu Suyao confess?"

"No, since she was brought back, Hu Suyao has kept her mouth shut and said nothing. But she is different from those Diets who are prepared to fight to the end. She seems to still hold out hope. She must be waiting for someone to save her."

Li Aiguo thought of the people who called and said with a smile, "Don't worry about her for now. Where's Meng Binhong?"

"He has been sent to the military hospital. His injuries are extremely serious and he is currently receiving treatment. No matter how arrogant the enemy is, they dare not attack in the military hospital. In addition, we have also arranged strict defenses."

When saying this, Lao Mao felt admiration in his heart.

The current situation is chaotic and Meng Binhong's injuries are particularly serious. He cannot be treated in the weather station's medical room, so the military hospital is the most suitable place.

Being able to get the green light from the military hospital with just one phone call shows that having a good master is truly amazing.

Li Aiguo nodded and continued to ask: "Where is the truck? Have you found out about the truck?"

Xing Zhi stepped forward and reported: "Although the license plate of the truck has been thrown away, based on the clues provided by Lao Qiang, we can still confirm that this truck belongs to the transport team of Jinling Cotton and Wool Textile Factory."

"Let's go check it out."

The first step to uncover the truth is to find the right clues.

Some seemingly small and insignificant clues often become the key to solving major mysteries.

Now the truck may hold the key to tracking down St. Peter.

Li Aiguo turned his head and looked at Staff Officer Xiao: "Brother Xiao, are you interested in going with us to the Cotton and Wool Textile Factory?"

(End of this chapter)