Since returning to the Wanshan factory, Lu Jiadong has devoted himself to the production and preparation of weapons and equipment for export, and in addition, he has also worked out the technical indicators and general direction of the development of the new large-caliber long-range artillery with Hu Qinghua and other technical backbones of the factory.

In particular, in the past two days, there have been many sharp-eyed strangers around the factory, and the militia company and security section of the Wanshan factory have also strengthened their training and vigilance, and at the same time, the local troops stationed in the forest have also stationed a platoon of troops to the Wanshan factory on the pretext of guiding the training of the militia company of the Wanshan factory.

All this seems reasonable and well-founded, but Lu Jiadong feels a sense of tension in a silent place, not only that, but the new security chief Cao Xiaodong in the factory also makes Lu Jiadong feel a little abnormal, in addition to his deep eyes and unpredictable expression as always.

In the past few days, he seems to be very attentive to himself, not only taking the initiative to come over to talk and make friends, but also inviting himself to the security department from time to time to drink tea and chat, and when he is happy, he will drink a little wine together, and sometimes he will even run to his overtime place or dormitory in the middle of the night to talk about some secret things hidden in his heart.

As a result, the relationship between the two gradually warmed up, but no matter what, Lu Jiadong always had an unspeakable unusualness in his heart, and for this reason, Lu Jiadong specifically asked Cao Xiaodong why he was so close to him, and Cao Xiaodong's answer also made Lu Jiadong not know what to say:

"Do you still need a reason to worship you?"

If Cao Xiaodong's unusualness barely makes sense, then the sudden visit of Zhang Jianjun, who is estranged from Lu Jiadong, made Lu Jiadong feel even more inexplicably surprised, that is, on the second day of the public security department's household registration, Lu Jiadong had just finished a lecture at the Wanshan Factory youth training class.

When all the staff left the classroom, Zhang Jianjun pulled his son Zhang Aiguo to Lu Jiadong, which made Lu Jiadong feel very surprised, but what surprised Zhang Jianjun was what Zhang Jianjun said next:

"Director Lu, although we had some misunderstandings in the past, so much time has passed. I still admire your mind and personality from the bottom of my heart, and I can't be patriotic today without your careful teaching, Director Lu!" Zhang Jianjun said, his eyes unconsciously flashed with a little morning mist, but he didn't stop talking:

"It's inevitable that people will make some mistakes in this generation. Although there are also such words as it is not too late to make amends, but a mistake is a mistake, and it must be impossible to go back, what you can do is to make up for your unforgivable mistakes!"

"Lao Zhang, what are you" Listening to Zhang Jianjun's words, Lu Jiadong was very confused by the second monk. I wanted to ask what happened, but before he could speak, he was stopped by Zhang Jianjun with his hand, and then looked at his son and continued:

"Patriotic, if Dad goes out that day, you must remember to listen to Director Lu, but you must remember the name you carry - patriotic!"

As soon as Zhang Jianjun's words fell, he turned around in a hurry, and walked away without looking back, Zhang Aiguo was stunned for a moment and then chased out with Zhang Jianjun's footsteps. In an instant, Lu Jiadong was the only one left in the empty classroom, as if nothing had happened before.

But Lu Jiadong, who had settled his mind, tasted Zhang Jianjun's words that seemed to be his last words again, and his eyes seemed to see a cold coming

At the same time as Lu Jiadong's premonition came, in the East German embassy and consulate in Yangcheng, located in the southern suburbs of Yangcheng, Kolovsky leaned back in his chair and read the Chinese version of Gorky's poetry in his hand with relish by the bright sunlight outside the window.

"On the vast sea, the wind gathers dark clouds"

Just then, there was a sharp knock on his door. Kolovsky, who was disturbed, couldn't help frowning, and then got up and made sure through the door mirror that the person was his new adjutant Berekov, then opened the door, and Berekev, who entered the room, saw Kolovsky and quickly straightened up:

"Comrade Colonel. You are right, the Chinese side has suddenly made frequent moves recently, and you can clearly feel that their public security and national security are monitoring foreign personnel more closely, I really didn't expect them to move so quickly."

"Quick?" Kolovsky asked lightly with imperceptible contempt. But before Berekev could answer, Kolovsky's ice-covered face showed a gloomy sneer:

"I think it's late, if it had been before the letter was sent, I might have admired the reaction of the Chinese department, but now"

Kolovsky's words were not finished, but the disdainful smile on his frozen face said it all, and Berekov, who was standing opposite him, couldn't help but nod in agreement when he heard Kolovsky's words, but then there was a faint worry in his eyes:

"Although the Chinese are already late in action, according to reliable sources, the public security department on Lin's side is checking the household registration in a large area in urban and rural areas, so will Isapova who remains in Lin?"

"Don't worry!" said Kolovsky, sitting back in his seat, his face relaxed:

"As the saying goes, the most dangerous place is the safest place, you must know that Isapova is a well-trained agent, what to do and what not to do at this time, she knows better than us, and it won't be long before the handling of Lu Jiadong will come down, and then it will be the busiest time for the Chinese!"

As soon as Kolovsky's words fell, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but pry upwards a few times, revealing a hint of a nonchalant smile, but the meaningful smile on Berekov's face was undisguised:

"Comrade Colonel's trick is indeed very high, it coincides with the fierce debate in China about foreign arms sales, and the reformers and conservatives are tense and-for-tat, and this report letter about Lu Jiadong will inevitably set off a series of reactions, and at that time, this Lu Jiadong will be stripped of his skin even if he does not die!"

"Lu Jiadong will not escape this time!" As soon as Berekov's voice fell, Kolovsky, who was sitting by the window, said categorically:

"The Chinese have never had any faith of their own, and if there is any faith, it is an endless struggle!" Kolovsky said, pointing to the unfolded "Zuo Biography" on the table, and then continued with a disdainful smile:

"That ancient Chinese book of 2,000 years records large and small battles, including a story called "Zheng Boke Duan Yu Yan", which tells the story of the struggle between brothers, which shows that the Chinese have this tradition, and now the dispute between the two factions tends to be white-hot, and the dumping of life and death is inevitable, so that there is only one Lu Jiadong, that is, he will disappear forever!"

"Comrade Colonel, you are right!"

After listening to Berekov's words, Kolovsky's expression did not change significantly, but slowly stood up, walked to the window, looked through the bright window, and looked at the rows of low houses in the far suburbs of Yangcheng, and drew a perfect arc on the corner of his mouth:

"Judging from the current situation, China's intelligence services are obviously aware of this, but even so, what can be done?" said Kolovsky, the corners of his mouth turned upwards again:

"I'm thinking, if one day the Chinese wake up and they personally get rid of the military experts who have helped them a lot for some false name, I think their faces will look good!"

After Kolovsky said this, he couldn't help but look back at the book of Gorky's poems on the chair, and then raised his eyes to look at Berekov, who was standing straight, and his words were even more confident:

"So the bigger the Chinese move, the more I like it, and the more I want to make the storm more violent"

After saying that, Kolovsky's cold face was swallowed up by a cold, piercing and eerie smile

At the same time, in the office building of the Commission of Science, Technology and Industry for National Defense in Beijing, Qian Lei, director of the Commission of Science, Technology and Industry for National Defense, returned to his office with a tired face.

In his opinion, unless there is a clear policy trend at the top level, the door to foreign arms sales must not be opened rashly, and for solving the problems of the current military industrial system, the plan he gave is to refer to the practice of the Guixi Wanshan Factory, take the line of military-civilian integration, and at least solve the problem of food no matter what.

However, this viewpoint was fiercely opposed by Tan Bin, director of the armament department of the General Staff Department, and for this reason, as soon as the two met, they would quarrel incessantly over the issue of foreign arms sales, glaring at each other, slapping the table, and throwing teacups.

In fact, whether it is Qian Lei or Tan Bin, they all know in their hearts that it is not only the two of them who are arguing about the issue of foreign arms sales, and their opinions are also very different at the highest level, so the top level has held several rounds of meetings and discussions on this matter, but in the end there is still no clear result.

Thinking of this, Qian Lei couldn't help but rub his tiredly, and at this moment, his personal secretary knocked on the door and handed him an unsigned letter. )

ps:Yuzu pushes a friend's book "Movie World Adventure King", seedling level, author patch No. 1, the whole idea is more unique, the content tension and rhythm are also very good, it's very cool to read, you can watch it when you are short of books!xh118