Zhang Yuanzhi looked at the result of Xu Zhining's busy morning in surprise: his "Shun Mao Donkey" was dressed in a strange uniform, carrying a large bag large enough to fit a six-year-old child on his back, and a short rifle in his hand.

"Zhining?"

Xu Zhining smiled and saluted Zhang Yuanzhi with a military salute: "The new Second Army Observation Corps in the Red Army, Second Lieutenant Xu Zhining." ”

Zhang Yuanzhi's expression was gloomy, and he lowered his head and asked softly, "Are you leaving?" ”

"It's not about leaving, it's about actually being there for you."

Xu Zhining sighed: "In the past, in the hospital, I always asked you to take care of it, but now that I have the opportunity to protect you, I will not back down!" ”

Zhang Yuanzhi's eyes widened: "You want to go to the battlefield?" But aren't you a doctor? ”

Xu Zhining smiled confidently: "I am a professional soldier, and a doctor is a sideline." ”

"That's right," Xu Zhining turned around, picked up a book from the table next to him and handed it to Zhang Yuanzhi, "This is the surgical textbook used by our children who study medicine, and the old man of our family wrote it himself. ”

"Just blow it!" Zhang Yuanzhi was amused by Xu Zhining, took most of the textbooks with both hands, glanced at the cover, and then was stunned.

"Your father is Mr. Liu Qianyun?"

Xu Zhining covered his head, and when he looked at Zhang Yuanzhi's expression on the other side, he knew that he had met an old man's "fan" again.

"No, Mr. Liu Qianyun's surname is Liu, right?"

Seeing the expression of "you can't fool me" on Zhang Yuanzhi's face, Xu Zhining didn't bother to explain......

"I'm leaving."

"I know, be careful, I'll wait for you to come back."

……

At the headquarters of the Red Army in Zunyi, Mao Yongzhi looked at the nine brothers wearing camouflage combat uniforms with great interest.

"You brothers, you have finally revealed the true face of Lushan." Mao Yongzhi, who was holding a cigarette, smiled, "You can introduce yourself to Comrade Zhou Xiangyu and Comrade Wang Jiaxiang!" ”

Liu Xuanli took a step forward and saluted: "Twenty-one years after the Republic of China, we are subordinate to the Ruijin Observation Group of the Headquarters of the New Second Army of the Sanmin Government. Until then, we were just enthusiastic young people with a special mission. ”

Zhou Xiangyu nodded: "I understand, Mr. Liu Qianyun, after taking the helm of the new Second Army, your affiliation has also changed." ”

Mao Yongzhi smiled and extended his thumb to Zhou Xiangyu: "Your Central Special Branch's intelligence work is doing a good job. ”

Zhou Xiangyu smiled and looked at Liu Xuanping, who was standing on the side with different costumes: "This one doesn't need to be introduced, the famous seventh brother of the Demon Capital Foreign Field, our Central Special Branch was in the Demon Capital at the beginning, and received a lot of great favors from others." ”

Mao Yongzhi turned a blind eye to the military uniforms on the Liu brothers: "I don't know if you have ten brothers, what are you doing?" ”

Liu Xuanping stood up and glanced at Mao Yongzhi: "I was assigned by our old father to temporarily transfer the command of the nine-person observation group to Comrade Mao Yongzhi. ”

Wang Jiaxiang looked at Mao Yongzhi and Zhou Xiangyu, and seemed to be kind, but in fact, he asked secretly: "Why did you transfer the command now?" ”

Sitting next to Liu Xuanping, Liu Xuanli stood up, glanced at Wang Jiaxiang meaningfully, and replied with a smile: "If there were no ten of our brothers in the hospital, there would not be so many troops left in the Red Army now; Second, we are outsiders, and there is no need to pay for your own internal mistakes; Moreover, further west, it is not suitable for large troops to carry out operations, and the firepower of our squad may be stronger than that of one of your companies, and we are all professional soldiers. ”

Mao Yongzhi, Zhou Xiangyu, and Wang Jiaqi glanced at each other, and then nodded together.

Zhou Xiangyu looked at the ten brothers again, and when his eyes swept to Liu Xuanping, he paused for a moment, and then stared at Liu Xuanping directly.

Liu Xuanping nodded at Zhou Xiangyu: "My mission is different from my brothers, I am responsible for liaison." ”

Zhou Xiangyu heard something else from Liu Xuanping's words, and stared at Liu Xuanping curiously: "Contact? ”

Liu Xuanping smiled, and his voice was full of confidence: "Since the beginning of the 20th year of the Republic of China, in the name of disaster relief by the Americans, our family has hoarded a large amount of military rations, munitions, and cold-proof clothing in some small cities in the tributary basins of the Yangtze River west of Hunan, Hubei and Jiangxi. ”

Seeing that the troika of the Red Army was stopped, Liu Xuanping continued unhurriedly: "Another one, Mr. Mao should know that our family has some influence in the direct line and the Feng lineage of warlords. A few years ago, my eldest brother Liu Xuanxiao dug out something quite special in the archives of the Peking Police Station. ”

After speaking, Liu Xuanping took out a thick file box from the bag under the table and handed it to Zhou Xiangyu.

Zhou Xiangyu hesitated for a moment, took the box and opened it, and after turning the first page, he was stunned.

Mao Yongzhi was a little surprised by Zhou Xiangyu's expression, stretched out her head, and asked softly: "Comrade Xiangyu, what's wrong?" ”

Zhou Xiangyu didn't speak, took out the entire file, and handed it to Mao Yongzhi......

Then, Mao Yongzhi showed the file to Wang Jiaqiang again......

Then, the three bigwigs took a detailed look at the "black materials" inside......

After reading it, the three bigwigs were silent for a long time, and they didn't give Liu Xuanping a reply.

Liu Xuanping can also understand that no Red Army would believe it if it does not have sufficient evidence: Zhang Teli, one of the founders of the Communist Party of China and now the leader of the Red Fourth Front Army, would have defected to the enemy more than ten years ago; Moreover, they are now trying to stand on their own feet......

As a high-level member of the special branch of the Communist Party of China, Zhou Xiangyu did not have a trace of doubt about the authenticity of the list of all party members in Beiping and the list of party members in the national railway system provided by the other party about the thirteenth year of the Republic of China: Liuyun's family went abroad around 1921, and Zhang Teli's handwriting on the confession was very easy to recognize.

In fact, Liuyun also wanted to forge such a confession by himself, but he didn't expect that Liu Xuanxiao would find it.

Zhou Xiangyu took the lead in breaking the calm in the room, his expression was solemn, and his eyes stared at Liu Xuanping without blinking: "Comrade Liu Xuanping, who else knows about this matter?" ”

Liu Xuanping smiled: "There are only four people, my father, my eldest brother Liu Xuanxiao, and the ninth brother Liu Xuangong." ”

As he spoke, Liu Xuanping glanced at the other brothers in the room: "As for a few of them, my father is afraid that they have betrayed and let me hide it." ”

Mao Yongzhi laughed: "If they apostatize, what will you do?" ”

Liu Xuan's face was calm, and he replied unhurriedly: "If they defect, if they don't take refuge in foreigners, they can basically save their lives." If you take refuge in a foreigner, I'm sorry, my father said, I can't afford to lose that person. ”

Mao Yongzhi looked at Liu Xuanping meaningfully: "With Brother Qianyun's character, when we saw this information, the insurance was already in place, right?" ”

"Old Nine ?!!"

Liu Xuanli didn't hold back and shouted out in a low voice.

Seeing that the troika of the Communist Party of China was staring at him, Liu Xuanping sighed helplessly and glared at his eldest brother: "I'm not afraid of god-like opponents, I'm afraid of pig-like teammates, second brother, you are like this, it will be difficult for me to do it!" ”

"Seventh, I'm sorry, I'm so surprised."

Zhou Xiangyu sighed, with a hint of desolation in his tone: "I don't know, what will you do with Zhang Teli?" ”