This season in Hanoi, flowers are everywhere.

At the farmers' market at the junction of urban and rural areas, young Zhou Zhangqing is carefully selecting eggs. He shook it lightly twice and put the egg back in its place. After adding up the money I brought with me, it was only enough for three days' living expenses. I don't know if the living expenses that Lu Dao will give to my uncle next month will be paid on time, but it will be ten days later.

At this time, Annan was on a rationing system, and the market was deserted. Even if there are more meat tickets, you can only buy half a catty of meat every day.

He looked at the meat stall with flies flying on it, and rolled his throat a few times, but still suppressed the urge to buy meat. If you buy meat, your living expenses will be gone tomorrow.

About 200 meters from the vegetable market, there is a quadrangle. The bright red military administration area in front of the gate is daunting. The guards skillfully pulled the vegetables bought by Zhou Zhangqing and made a gesture of letting them go.

He hurriedly put the dishes in the kitchen, where the cooks who cooked for the guards guarding the compound were already busy. Seeing Zhou Zhangqing enter, he smiled and nodded. In the courtyard, this person was quite friendly to his uncle and himself, but he just met and nodded.

When he turned around and was about to go upstairs to see his uncle, he suddenly had an extra note in his hand. Stunned, the cook smiled mysteriously.

Running upstairs quickly, my uncle had already gotten up, and in front of him was a rough enamel jar, in which was the tea that Zhou Zhangqing had just picked back from the mountain.

After the tea was fried, it didn't dry much. It had been raining a few days ago, and my uncle had already spread out the tea leaves with a dustpan and placed them to dry in the corner of the corridor.

At this time, the old man was wearing glasses and reading an old newspaper. There are no newspapers here, and when Zhou Zhangqing was buying vegetables in the market, he saw the vegetable seller on the ground with newspapers, and he had to say good things for a long time before he got it. It's this newspaper. Uncle looked over and over again.

"Uncle, I'm back. Hungry? If I'm hungry, I'll make lunch now. ”

"Zhang Qing, you rest for a while, uncle is not hungry."

No one could have imagined that the old man was Zhu Wenjin, the founding general of Annan.

General Zhu Wenjin, a veteran member of the Communist Party of Annam, and a senior general of Chinese descent in the Annam People's Army. His surname is Zhou, and he is a member of the Nong ethnic group, the same ethnic group as our Zhuang people, and his ancestral home is Longzhou County, Guixi Province, China.

He immigrated to Annam in 1917 and joined the Japanese army as an adult.

Maybe it's because of the ethnicity. Zhu was a very pro-China general, so he was later squeezed out by the pro-Soviet faction of the Li Duan system in power.

In 1976, when the Fourth National Congress of the Angolan Communist Party was held, Zhu Wenjin, who was only 65 years old at the time, was told that he was too old to retire, and it was absurd that Le Duan, who was much older than him, was re-elected as general secretary.

After Zhu Wenjin retired. In Vietnam, the Chinese diaspora began to be oppressed even more severely.

Zhou Zhangqing glanced at the note quickly, and it was actually Chinese characters on it: Tea Mountain in the back. Someone is waiting for you. After reading the destruction.

He stole a glance, and his uncle was still there looking intently at the newspaper. He quickly chewed the note twice in his mouth and held it at the base of his teeth. I found a bamboo basket in the corner and told my uncle to pick tea.

The guards at the door, lazily looking at the empty bamboo baskets, opened the gate.

There are not many tea trees in the back mountain. But it's all old tea trees. Zhou Zhangqing looked left and right nervously, humming the mountain song of the Zhuang people in his mouth.

"Don't be so nervous, lad." A voice came from behind him.

"Who are you?" Zhou Zhangqing stared at the sunny big boy warily.

"I'm the one who asked you to come here." He smiled: "Don't worry, no one is following behind." Here. The tea leaves are ready for you. ”

"I don't know you." The vigilance is still very high.

"I'm Chinese, my name is Wushan, don't speak Annam with me, we know that you can speak Chinese." In your hometown, there are also parents and an older brother and a younger sister. Wu Shan smiled.

"Hehe," Zhou Zhangqing sneered: "I'm sorry, people here don't know about my family." Because all along, I said I was an orphan. The Annan authorities didn't take me as a little trash fish in their eyes. It seems that he is really a comrade from the mainland. ”

Then he asked excitedly: "Are you going to take my uncle and me back to China?" ”

"Yes and no." Wushan threw a cigarette to the other party, Zhou Zhangqing waved his hand to signal not to smoke, and he smoked one himself: "I want to confirm, because the cooking soldier said something, but he is still not very sure." After all, the other party is bought by money. ”

"Okay, comrade." Zhou Zhangqing was very excited when he saw that the other party trusted him so much: "Don't worry, if he dares to accept your money, he won't dare to say it, otherwise he may be shot." ”

"Okay, there are a total of twelve people guarding you and the cooks, and he will get the living expenses every week, and then hand over your uncle's situation as well, right?" Wu Shan exhaled a puff of smoke, and the whole person looked hazy.

"It's not very clear, but the other eleven never leave." Zhou Zhangqing thought for a while: "At the beginning, there were quite a lot of people, it is estimated that there was a platoon, and from time to time people came to my uncle's and my room to search. After a long time, there are fewer people, and they do not check. ”

Wu Shan had to inquire clearly: "There is no secret whistle in the courtyard, right?" Do you have a hound dog to help you patrol at night? ”

"Nope." Zhou Zhangqing replied affirmatively: "I had these things before, but they have been withdrawn a long time ago." ”

"Today is Saturday, tomorrow night, let's go find the old man." Wushan is gone, leaving behind a tall back that is fading away.

Zhou Zhangqing casually pulled a thatch and unconsciously held it in his mouth.

In the middle of the night, he hurriedly grabbed another bamboo basket of tea leaves into his basket. Flatten the empty bamboo basket with your feet and find a few stones in the grass. Put the basket in the grass, press it with a stone, and smooth the grass with your hands.

The breeze blew, and there was not a trace to be seen. In the distance, Wushan casually handed the telescope to Wang Kejun.

The situation is different in every country.

Laos has been poor from beginning to end, and it can only be a small burden at present.

Shan and Siam, both of which used to be Buddhist nationals, let the two be tied together for a while.

No matter how they toss, the Chinese army firmly guards this land, and can it still go to the sky?

War, if you can, try not to fight. After all, the Chinese people are still very poor.

From the intelligence of Wu Liquan, it was learned that a large number of senior leaders of the pro-China faction Annan were known. Some are under house arrest, some are idle. However, there has not been much change in the cadres at the regimental level at the grassroots level.

Therefore, together with Liu Taimeng, he reported to the former enemy's general headquarters and obtained approval, so that this operation took place.

After discussing it, everyone decided to take Zhu Wenjin as a breakthrough. After all, the others are just pro-China, but he is a real Chinese.

Weather in Annam. Close to the tropical climate. During the day, it was cloudless, and in the evening, it was dark. When it was dark, it was raining lightly.

In the room, the old man Zhu Wenjin was sitting on the bed. Motionless. On the bed next to him, Zhou Zhangqing turned over for a while. Tossing.

It was about twelve o'clock in the evening. There were a few sounds in the courtyard that were close to mumping, and then only the ticking of light rain could be heard.

door, gently push open.

"Who?" Zhu Wenjin opened his eyes suddenly.

"I, Wushan." In the dark, he took off the glass window next to the door a few times and blocked it with the clothes on his body, and Wushan turned on the emergency light.

"Where's the guard outside?" Zhou Zhangqing sat up.

"It's all settled." Wu Shan chuckled: "The kitchen is the kitchen where the cooks are?" Seeing Zhou Zhangqing nodding: "He didn't move for the time being." ”

"Comrades, you are finally here," the old man Zhu Wenjin choked up a little: "I know that the motherland will not abandon us." ”

"General Zhu. Long story short. We're coming over tonight, and if possible, we'd like you to take charge of Annan's army. Wu Shan's words were concise: "If you can't, then we will take you back to the motherland and start a war with Annan with real knives and guns." ”

Zhu Wenjin closed his eyes and pondered for a while: "In Hanoi, we can control about forty percent of the Hanoi troops. At the same time, it is necessary to contact Comrade Huang Wenhuan and Wu Yuanjia. Can it be done? ”

"Uncle, do you still have a connection with the army?" Zhou Zhangqing looked at his familiar uncle as if he had seen a ghost.

The old man pursed his lips and looked at Zhou Zhangqing inscrutablely.

Wushan and Zhu Wenjin looked at each other and smiled: "It can be done, they don't have your residential surveillance here." ”

In the office of the first secretary of Hanoi Annam, Le Duan was very worried.

Sitting in front of him is Nikolai, who once stirred up trouble in Southeast Asia. Niankov.

Although he was disgraced in Southeast Asia, he was very prosperous in Annam, and he was appreciated by the top level of the KGB, so he rose instead of being demoted, and became a major general.

"Mr. Niankov, when will the weapons agreed upon by your country last time arrive?" Li Duan was a little annoyed.

"Secretary Li, don't be impatient." Nikolai smoked his cigar elegantly: "It's time to get to the base we're building. He puffed out a puff of smoke: "If you decide when you do it over there, we'll deliver it when you want." ”

"Hands-on, how?" Li Duan was a little annoyed: "The troops on Zhenla's side, we can't get them back." Didn't you swear that you all collapsed inside Zhenla? ”

"We don't know which yellow-skinned monkeys don't eat it," Nikolai said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean you." Besides, isn't there someone down there anyway? ”

"What's the use?" Li Duan's anger did not decrease: "The key is that Xiha, Hongsen, and Qiao Sen climbed a few people, but none of them were pulled over." ”

"Comrade Secretary Li," Nikolai couldn't help but disdain in his heart, let us do everything, do you want you to do it. But his face was still full of spring breeze, and he said in an official tone: "This will take time, please give us time, okay?" ”

"Time!" Li Duan put the pen in the pen holder: "What I need most now is time. Northern, Western, Chinese troops pressed the border. The other side has at least 600,000 troops, and we have less than 400,000. ”

"Secretary," Secretary Ruan Shixiong knocked on the door: "Comrade Huang Wenhuan has something to report." ”

"No," Li Duan spat fiercely, spit on his trouser leg in a hurry, and hurriedly wiped it with paper: "Don't you see that I'm busy?" Nobody is gone! ”

"I may not be able to help you." The door was pushed wide open, and Zhu Wenjin and Wu Yuanjia, who were dressed in military uniforms, came in first.

"You guys, who let you in?" Li Duan was shocked.

Nian Kov stood up alertly: "Secretary Li is busy, I'll come back to visit another day." ”

"Don't leave if you come." Wushan's muzzle was already aimed at his forehead, and Nikolai was still trying to speak, but the bullet from the silenced pistol had passed through his head.

Once out of the rain of bullets, Li Duan was not very scared before. But now, he noticed that his legs were shaking involuntarily. Are you already so cowardly? This was his last thought, and his eyes were wide open. The bullet passed through the forehead with a hideous bullet, and when it came out of the back of the head, there was a trace of brain.

Wu Shan blew the muzzle of the gun embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, the gun went off." ”

Chenla, the headquarters of the Annam Army, Long March, Pham Van Dong, Pham Hung, Le Duc Tho and other high-level Vietnamese Communist Party officials returned from inspection.

Fan Wentong first sighed: "The people here still welcome our army, why do you still have the strength to oppose the armed forces?" ”

Wu Wenjie looked at Su You and Du Mei next to him, and coughed dryly: "It's mainly Xiha, Hong Sen and Qiao Senpan A group of people led people to fight guerrilla warfare. ”

"Isn't Kjo Sen Phan from the Khmer Rouge? Pol Pot is all out of power, he is out of power? Li Deshou's face was unhappy.

"This. Commander-in-chief, he was a member of the Khmer Rouge. Du Mei hurriedly explained.

"Can we send troops north as soon as possible?" Fan Xiong's face was also unhappy.

"It takes time," Suyou was sweating profusely, wondering if he was in a hurry or if the weather was too hot.

"Report, Central Telegram!" The guard handed the telegram to Wu Wenjie. The latter saw dumb. Show the telegram to the Long March. All the people here are going to Hanoi and attending the operational conference against China.

"Commander-in-chief." Wu Wenjie said, "If we go." The tallest here is Ruan Jishi. He felt that he was not clear enough, and added: "It used to be Wu Yuanjia's subordinate." ”

"Is Wu Yuanjia also your name?" Long March's face sank: "They are all our comrades, and we still have to divide factions?" ”

Seeing that the others did not say anything, Wu Wenjie asked the guards to notify Ruan Jishi to come over, and asked him to arrange the plane and leave immediately.

The Mi-6 is a single-rotor heavy transport helicopter with tail rotor developed by the Soviet Miri Design Bureau. Nicknamed "Hook", it is mainly used for transportation. The total production was only more than 800 planes, and the Soviets generously sent 10 planes to Annan.

A group of mermaids boarded the plane, and Ruan Jishi was still there waving with a group of people. in his arms. Carrying another telegram from the old leader Wu Yuanjia, let him quickly take control of the army.

"The target takes off and is expected to arrive at the designated place in one minute."

Wushan is here, and he will be very surprised, this is the Tiger Roar Camp with the same name as Long Teng, and it is mainly in charge of Mei Yong's grandfather.

"Roger, units ready."

Helicopters are getting closer.

"Now countdown to 3, 2, 1 launch!"

The helicopter fuel tank is not so easy to penetrate with armor, and there is a rubber layer in the fuel tank, so the general bullet hole will not leak oil, let alone explode.

The connection between the propeller and the fuselage is the weakest point of the aircraft, followed by the air intakes of the aircraft engine. A trained sniper can knock out a plane with a few bullets. This is why anti-materiel snipers need to learn the principles of helicopter construction.

It's not a blocker here, about ten people lined up.

The "chirp" bullets flew to the air intake almost simultaneously, and the helicopter, which was full of about half of the high-level pro-Soviet faction, fell headlong as if drunk.

"Go over and check it right away, and detonate it."

Three minutes later, the helicopter that landed was already in flames.

"Welcome, friends from China." Pol Pot enthusiastically stretched out his hands.

"Welcome, sister!" Gao Hongquan followed Wushan and learned a lot of avant-garde languages.

"For what?" Pol Pot did not understand until his death.

"You killed so many Chinese, and you still ask why!" Gao Hongquan gritted his teeth.

"I'm sorry, Zhenla is a sovereign country, and it is impossible to let your country's army be stationed for a long time!" In the Laos mercenary camp, Hong Sen was excited.

The situation is very good, Annam is preparing to withdraw its troops from Chenla, and the Chinese army is to be stationed here to guard against Annam's army.

Liu Taimeng looked at him with a smile, Wu Shan's head shook, and the soldier standing next to Hong Sen had already inserted the dagger into his throat.

Qiao Senpan opened his mouth wide and saw that blood had spurted out of his throat abruptly.

Next to him, our Mr. Siha, was already stunned and at a loss.

"Mr. Siha, let's continue." Wushan took out a snow-white handkerchief and wiped the non-existent sweat: "These two people are not very friendly, especially the Khmer Rouge, and they are quite unfriendly to the Chinese." Of course, Mr. Siha is a friend of the Chinese people, and I believe you have your own choice. Alas, the subordinates are too impulsive, you guys go down first. (To be continued......)