Listening to the old chief's words, Tan Bin and Qian Lei were extremely shocked, because the two of them couldn't imagine how this letter suddenly involved the Soviet organs? So Tan Bin and Qian Lei glanced at each other for a short time, and then looked straight at the old chief in the center with full doubts, and the anxious Tan Bin pointed to the letter in his hand and couldn't wait to preemptively say:

"Old chief, is this letter a trap of the Soviet intelligence services?"

"Lao Tan is right!" As soon as Tan Bin's voice fell, Qian Lei, who was sitting opposite him, also looked at the old chief beside him with an expression of confusion, but when he saw the old chief's meaningful smile, he seemed to suddenly think of something, and his eyes couldn't help but light up, and the words changed:

"Old chief, have you long been aware of the movements of the Soviets?"

Listening to Qian Lei's words, Tan Bin's surprised eyes couldn't help but froze, and he just wanted to say something, but before he could speak, he saw the old chief raise a hand and swing it up and down, signaling the two not to talk first, and then leaning back on the back of the chair, glanced at Tan Bin and Qian Lei in front of him, and then pointed to the anonymous letter in Tan Bin's hand and said lightly:

"I also read this letter to know that this matter may be a trick of the Soviet intelligence agencies!"

After the old chief said this, the doubt on Tan Bin's face became even more aggravated: "Letter, old chief, you said this."

Before Tan Bin finished speaking, the old chief beckoned to him, Tan Bin understood that he would quickly deliver the letter to the old chief, and the old chief took two reading glasses on the bridge of his nose, and turned over the letter twice with the bright light coming through the window, and then turned his head and glanced at the two people sitting beside him:

"Come and see!" Listening to the old chief's words, Tan Bin and Qian Lei hurriedly got up and approached the old chief, their eyes staring straight at the page full of words, only to see the old chief pointing to the first word of each natural paragraph, and as the old chief's fingers went down in turn, Tan Bin's mouth read softly:

"Soviet spies!" Tan Bin just said these words. The old chief's thick fingers pointed to the last word of each natural paragraph, and Qian Lei, who was standing aside, immediately raised his voice:

"Borrow a knife to kill!"

As soon as Qian Lei's words fell, the old chief took off the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and his weathered face became more and more serious:

"Soviet spies. It is estimated that the person who wrote this letter was coerced and lured by the Soviet intelligence agencies and had no choice but to write this letter, but fortunately, the conscience of the person who wrote the letter has not been extinguished, but in any case. The Soviets plotted like this, proving that they must have been planning for a long time!"

Tan Bin and Qian Lei both knew that the old chief had led and commanded the intelligence agency of our army during the revolutionary war, and the two of them were convinced of his judgment, because of this, Tan Bin, as an active soldier, couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, if it wasn't for the old chief by his side, he would definitely slap the table and scold his mother, but even if he was restrained, his voice was much higher than before. The tone was even more resentful:

"I didn't expect this group of dog-day Soviet veters to be so insidious and cunning, and to use such indiscriminate means, it's really hateful!"

As soon as Tan Bin's words fell, the old chief held the letter in his hand, and his tone became unquestionable: "Whether it is insidious and cunning, or indiscriminate means, this letter really exposes them!"

As he spoke, the old chief leaned in the direction of Tan Bin, and asked Tan Bin with a serious expression, "I remember that Liu Daring was transferred to the south for a while, right?"

"That's right, that Liu Daring has indeed been over there for several years!" A kind smile appeared on Tan Bin's face, and the old chief couldn't help but nod after listening to Tan Bin's words, and then glanced at the anonymous letter in his hand again with his eyes:

"In that case. Later, I will tell your comrades from the Second Department of the General Staff Department, and ask them to send this letter to Liu Daring, and I believe that he will definitely handle it properly!"

In this way, a top-secret telegram with multiple encryptions was sent out from the telecommunications room of the Second Department of the General Staff Department, and it was speeding towards Guixi Province, thousands of kilometers away. At the same time, a mysterious radio wave from Moscow, the Soviet Union, suddenly touched the telegraph transponder in the telegraph room of the East German Consulate General in Yangcheng, China. The East German translator in charge of receiving it soon transcribed a strange telegram based on the ticking sound in the headphones.

However, the East German interpreter was not surprised, because since the two Soviets had been stationed here, such strange telegrams had been transmitted and sent here regularly, so after receiving this telegram, the interpreter handed it over to Berekov, Kolovs' adjutant.

"Moscow's bunch of drunken and rice bag fools, in their eyes apart from vodka and rubles, what is the difference between being blind and blind!" Kolovsky's cold face became extremely distorted, and he held up the telegram in his hand that had just been translated from the codebook and roared wildly, while Berekov, who was standing aside, couldn't help but speak in the interval between Kolovsky's words:

"The headquarters has asked for close attention, so it can't be said that the headquarters doesn't pay attention to Lu Jiadong, but we can't help but make a big fuss about such a Chinese conventional weapons designer."

"Conventional weapons?" Before Berekiv could finish speaking, Kolovsky's pale blue eyes shot out two terrifying glances, followed by a roar that sounded like a torrential rain:

"Is it true that only nuclear weapons are the most important? Our country has produced tens of thousands of nuclear bombs, and when have they been used except for them as fireworks on the test site and printed on them to scare others?

As he spoke, Kolovsky felt that something was wrong, and couldn't help but look at the telegram in his hand, and then at Berekov, who was standing opposite with a solemn expression, and the whole person suddenly became clear:

"Comrade Berekov, this telegram will not be you"

"Comrade Colonel, I beg your pardon, this is the duty assigned to me by the headquarters!" Before Kolovsky could finish speaking, Berekev interrupted him in a cold tone, and then Berekev stared at Kolovsky with his unquestioning eyes:

"As a Soviet serviceman, I still advise Comrade Colonel to carry out the orders of the headquarters, otherwise"

"Enough!" Kolovsky was disgusted by this kind of secret surveillance, so before Berekov could finish speaking, he could not contain the anger in his chest, interrupted him, and after saying that, he ignored Berekiv, who was standing aside, and pushed the door straight away!

Seeing Kolovsky like this, a trace of urgency flashed on Berekov's face: "Comrade Colonel, where are you going?"

"Doesn't the telegram give the sky time to prepare? Heaven! is enough" Kolovsky's angry voice came from near and far, and finally disappeared at the end of the corridor, and Berekov could only shake his head helplessly when he saw this, and then followed

Late at night on the day of Kolovsky's departure to Lin, in the guest house of the local garrison on the outskirts of Lin, a young soldier in military uniform came to the chief's room with red eyes and the original draft of the anonymous letter sent from the headquarters.

"Chief, the handwriting results are out!"

"Who the hell is it?" the chief heard the news, and immediately stood up from his seat, while the young warrior handed the piece in his hand to the chief, and his voice did not stop:

"Zhang Jianjun of Wanshan Factory!"

"Sure enough, it's him!" the chief nodded, then took the piece, and after a hurried glance, his eyes immediately revealed a fierce gaze, and the tone of his voice was even more firm and decisive:

"Tell Dong to arrest Zhang Jianjun immediately!"

"Yes!" the young warrior straightened, then turned away

Late at night, Zhang Jianjun's house in Wanshan Factory, the simple small kitchen was still brightly lit, Zhang Jianjun sat on the small bench, poured himself a glass of flower wine that had been treasured for many years, and then raised the small wine glass, looking at the crystal clear liquid inside, looking happy and resentful

"Dad~ Why don't you sleep yet?" Just when Zhang Jianjun was out of his mind, his son Zhang Aiguo suddenly appeared in front of him, and when he saw his son, Zhang Jianjun couldn't help but be stunned, and just wanted to say something, but was interrupted by his son's preemptive words:

"Dad, are you hiding something from us? Recently, you seem to have changed as a person, both to outsiders and to your family, you are much kinder than before, but to yourself" said, Zhang Aiguo's eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist, and his voice was a little choked:

"Dad, are you seriously ill and hiding it from us"

But before Zhang Aiguo finished speaking, the door of the outhouse was knocked quickly, and Zhang Aiguo was very surprised when he heard this voice:

"Who the hell is it so late?"

"What should come is always coming, go open the door!" Compared with Zhang Aiguo's surprise, Zhang Jianjun seemed very bland, Zhang Aiguo was very puzzled when he saw this, but he still obeyed his father's words to open the door

"Zhang Jianjun, you have been arrested!" Cao Xiaodong, who entered the door, did not talk nonsense to Zhang Jianjun, while Zhang Jianjun drank the glass of wine in his hand, and then exhaled very relieved:

"Finally waited for this day!" After speaking, Zhang Jianjun did not resist, but stood up straight, but when he walked in front of his son, a loving smile appeared on his face:

"Son, you must remember that no matter when and where, your heart must be the same as your name, and you must be patriotic!"

After speaking, he walked into the vast darkness with Cao Xiaodong without looking back, and with Zhang Jianjun's departure, what lingered in the sky above the forest was about to attack (to be continued. )xh118