As the night deepened, only the sound of drizzling rain could be heard everywhere.

The warriors, who had been running around for a day, fell asleep in the villager's house.

Walking south of Juzijiao, there is a bridge more than 800 meters long. Cross the bridge and head downstream, where there are a few huts. If it was daytime, we could clearly see that there was a white-painted wooden sign standing next to the door of the hut. On the top of the wooden sign, there are the words "Cotton Beach Power Station Inspection Point". The white paint is mottled, and the wood inside is a little rotten. In this era, everything is hard and simple. Don't say that such a small wooden sign is the sign at the door of the county-level and prefecture-level government, and it will be hung for many years.

In the hut, there was only one person on duty there. When they were noisy in Wushan, he was really startled. Quickly turned off the lights in the house, crept out the door, and looked around. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that it was just the noise on the other side.

Bedroom lights, turn them back on. As we can see, this is a scrawny man. The whole person looks very wooden, only eyes, and is always spinning.

His name is Shao Dajun. As an adult born under the red flag and raised in New China, his growth is different from others. Since he was a child, he was instilled with a lot of ideas about the Kuomintang by his father Shao Afu. That's right, Shao Afu was an underground worker who stayed on the mainland to carry out sabotage activities when the Kuomintang was defeated and fled. We call this kind of person a spy, and internationally, we call it a spy.

As a soul of later generations, Wushan is full of sympathy for these spies. Yes, sympathy. The Kuomintang fled to a small island in defeat and clamoured in public opinion every day to advocate a counterattack on the mainland. The people's will is the military's heart, and the common people on the mainland have long supported the rule of the Communist Party. If there is the support of the people, will Lao Jiang be defeated? And internationally, even the United States, which once supported the Kuomintang, has now died down. However, under such circumstances, some departments of the Taiwan authorities are still constantly issuing orders to let those who are lurking to carry out sabotage. It's like a child, holding a heavy big knife, rushing towards the group of adults. The analogy is not very appropriate. A person, no matter how large the amount of strength is, is limited. If you have the ability, your Kuomintang will fight and compete with real guns. Let these poor creatures who survived to fight unarmed?

The intelligence organs of the Kuomintang have exposed those who have managed to gain a foothold on the mainland. It feels a bit like the Huacheng Uprising held by Huang Xing, which was later the 72 martyrs of Huanghuagang, and they were the victims of the blind attack. These spies, like the "feat" of a few people who stormed the army in the early days, are nothing more than cannon fodder for the Kuomintang.

Lao Jiang, just like Taizu, said that he was not praised. He nominally unified China, raised the whole army, and fought against the invaders of the island country. Later, with the help of the United States, he fought a civil war with the Communist Party. Lost, ran, and as a result, he asked the Mi people to block the Taiwan Strait with a fleet. The Communist Party and the Kuomintang fight to the death, it is a family fight, why are you luring the wolf into the house? Simply do it, if you can't win, you can surrender. The vast majority of the responsibility for the split between the two sides of the strait lies with him.

Xiao Jiang, as the successor of Old Jiang, his identity is very embarrassing. As a young man, Lao Jiang needed the help of a polar bear and sent him there to study. To put it bluntly, what is studying abroad is to be a hostage. Not only Lao Jiang's son, but also Taizu's son was also coerced by polar bears? There, Xiao Jiang was forced to break with Old Jiang because of his obscenity. Later, he came back, repented, and reconciled with his father. The old ginger is gone, and the little ginger has not yet made his own voice.

Whether it is old ginger or small ginger, Wushan is very disdainful in his heart. Is it interesting that you are bringing a large number of people against the mainland for the sake of your power? We are a family, and we will bring the country in.

It is said that Shao Dajun grew up day by day under the influence of his father, and he became more and more confused. The rule of the Communist Party is not as bad as my father said. Slowly, he continued to doubt and deny his father's words and actions. But the occurrence of several events pushed Shao Dajun into the abyss. His mother found out about his father's identity and wanted to report it, but he didn't run out of the door, and his father hacked him to death with an axe. He was thirteen years old. Shao Dajun, who was lively in the past, was silent, he didn't dare to confide in anyone, for fear that after others knew the identity of his father, he would become an orphan. Before his father died, he took him to distribute a batch of leaflets, so that he had to embark on this path.

His father, Shao Afu, died very early, when he was just an adult. A person who has lived in panic for a long time, and the fear of the spirit is the deadliest cause of his death.

More than three months after Shao Afu's death, Shao Dajun stretched out his trembling hand and sent out radio waves. As soon as it was sent, the transmitter was disassembled, hidden in a cardboard box wrapped in oilcloth, and stuffed into a small hole under a small tree a hundred meters away from the house. Early the next morning, I pretended to pass by casually, and scraped some turf with a hoe, and it looked as if it had not been touched.

Day after day, year after year, Shao's army became more and more composed. He was no longer afraid to send telegrams, and occasionally enthusiastically communicated with the villagers around the reservoir. After experiencing his father's murder of his wife, he didn't want to get married, and he didn't dare to contact other lurking people. Although, the code names and even the real identities of these people, Shao Dajun has quietly followed them after his father connected.

Back then, when the PLA soldiers were repairing the reservoir, he was still young and didn't feel it. A few days ago, Shao Dajun saw a spy being captured, followed by PLA soldiers. His calm heart hung again, afraid to see those in military uniforms.

Just now, it was determined that he should be a soldier, but he from the Hakka family can naturally understand Hakka. Although they were far away, they still knew that those people had been taken to their homes to rest by the common people.

Coming in from the outside, Shao Dajun's heart was pounding.

Boredom, he sneaked out again and looked at the other side. The lights had long since been extinguished, and even the barking of dogs was not heard.

The hour hand slowly pointed to twelve o'clock, and Shao Dajun took out the radio from his schoolbag on the windowsill and adjusted it to the familiar band.

The sound of the radio, turned on to a minimum. That's it, he still doesn't feel at ease. Shao Dajun put the radio in the quilt, then poked his head out, and he couldn't hear the sound of the radio, so he covered himself in the quilt again......

didn't let him wait too long, the familiar melody began, and a glutinous female voice announced: "The Voice of Free China is now starting to broadcast to mainland compatriots." "Taiwan's broadcasts are all to say hello to the spies or announce missions.

Finally, he heard his code name. And the task released made him quite speechless, to destroy the power station. And, of course, there are people who act together. However, the man has already been arrested. Is the power station so easy to destroy? There was a squad of soldiers stationed there for a long time. Don't say that he is a peripheral person of the power station, that is, the staff inside, and he will be searched when he enters.

took out a cigarette, which was brought from Hong Kong Island by someone from Taiwan. He opened the wooden box, and the pungent smell of camphor and desiccant made Shao Dajun a little sick to his stomach.

Cigarettes are curling, Shao Dajun is very depressed, when will such a day be the end. A trail of soot fell under the bed, and he fell asleep. Even in his dreams, he has been being hunted down by the People's Liberation Army.

On the other side, Wushan slept soundly.

I got up habitually and saw that Uncle Su had already gotten up and was stewing something in the hanging pot.

There was no translator beside him, Wushan couldn't understand the old man's words, so he just nodded with a smile.

Flip the latch, push the door open, and a mist of water hits your face.

The rain has stopped and the road is wet. Wu Shan carefully punched.

After a punch, he was already steaming. Wu Shan went into the house and took out the toiletries, brushed his teeth and face quickly, and put on his coat. Uncle Su dried the clothes of the three people, put them by the fire, and wore them on his body to warm them.

The soldiers hadn't gotten up yet, and Wu Shan wanted to go out for a stroll before breakfast. Last night it was dark everywhere and I didn't see anything. Although he has been in the army for so long, he still has a hint of literary style in his bones.

Coming down the road, there is a road three or four people wide. Along this road, fifteen or sixteen farming families were built on both sides. Each house has a small road that connects to the main road. Uncle Su's home is backed by the Cotton Beach Reservoir. The water level is very low, more than ten meters from the shore.

The people here, every family has a dog. Uncle Su's family also has one, but he doesn't make much noise. Last night's reprimand from the owner made the black and white half-big dog know that this was a guest. Seeing Wushan go out, he just lazily wagged his tail in the kennel covered with straw in a broken bamboo basket.

Walking north along the main road, the mountains are steep and there are no residents. The fog is still very strong, and even if there is, it is not very clear. As the old saying goes: snow falls on the mountains, frost hits the ground, and fog covers the lows.

Wushan climbed up the hill along a path next to a farmer's family, whose dog only whined in warning when he saw the living man passing by. When it realized that Wushan was not approaching the range of its potential, it buried its head again.

The sun, peeking out from the sky. Houses near and far, only the roofs can be seen, and the rest of the houses are buried in the fog. And the Cotton Beach Reservoir, you can't see it at all. The bridge not far away looms in the haze.

Wushan climbed halfway up the mountain, looked at the time, and was three or seven points away.

As the saying goes, it's easy to go up the mountain, but it's hard to get down. The mountain road that has rained has to be walked carefully step by step. Although there are no cliffs here, it is quite uncomfortable for people to slide down all at once. Several times, Wu Shan broke out in a cold sweat.

Back on the road and looking at my watch, it was almost eight o'clock.

When I arrived at Uncle Su's house, I heard a noise. Wu Shan couldn't help but speed up his pace.

There were two more strangers in the yard, a thin man and a fat man. The fat man was very emotional, and he was arguing with Uncle Su there. The thin man looked a little abnormal, his eyes were always dodgy, and people were standing at the gate of the courtyard. Seeing Wushan, his footsteps instinctively moved inside. But I remembered that there were two warriors in it, and they were standing there neither advancing nor retreating.

Wu Shan frowned and stood at the gate of the courtyard.

He beckoned his hand to Lu Zuhai, and the rest of his eyes were aimed at the thin man, which was an intuition.

"The instructors, they are the managers of the reservoir. Listening to the description of the eldest mother, the fat man is the brother-in-law of the station manager. Lu Zuhai's eyes looked like a little fat man, and he whispered: "When we heard the voice, the little fat man became even more arrogant, saying that there are PLA soldiers in the power station, and he is not afraid if he has a reason." also said that Uncle Su stole the fish, either return the fish or give him game. ”

Wushan is a little embarrassed, and the troops are not good at interfering in local affairs.

"What did Uncle Su say?" He knew that the old man was an old militiaman, so how could he violate the management of the reservoir?

Lu Zuhai smiled bitterly: "Uncle Su said that the brigade has already coordinated with the power station to catch fish during the Chinese New Year." ”

"Hey, what's the matter?" Wu Shan shouted, and saw that the little fat man was about to make a move: "Zhu Aniu, are you a dead man?" Stop him. ”

Wu Shan tugged at Lu Zuhai's sleeve, and his eyes motioned to the thin man, telling him to stop where he was.

"I don't care who you are or who you are." Wu Shan walked up to the little fat man and kept approaching him.

The little fat man couldn't help but step back: "What do you want to do?" He steals fish! "Mandarin sounds weird, but it's still telling.

Wu Shan couldn't help sneering: "**If you want to eat Uncle Su's game, can't you ask for it?" Do you know that Uncle Su and his family are old soldiers, and their children have given their lives for the revolution. Our veterans, can't even eat fish? ”

The eldest lady didn't know when she touched the edge of the threshold. Hearing Wushan's words, tears immediately came out, and he kept wiping his tears there.

"You say you're a soldier, you're a soldier?" The little fat man was stubble, and when he saw the performance of the eldest mother, this kid understood that Bacheng was true: "Don't mess around, my brother-in-law is the stationmaster of the power station." ”

"What status does he have to do with you?" Wushan continued to approach and forced the little fat man to the wall: "You have the ability, you call him over, let's talk." ”

The fat man was speechless for a while. Originally, he also had a meal at the power station during the Chinese New Year. Back at the patrol point, there was nothing but a few fish. Suddenly remembered that Uncle Su was a well-known good hunter, and he must have game here. Last night, I drank alcohol alone, and I woke up with urine. Early in the morning, he called Shao Dajun to come over and intimidate him, wanting to go back to eat some game.

The situation has taken a turn for the worse, and if Uncle Su and the others are really old soldiers, even his brother-in-law can't protect them.

"Cuong." Shao Dajun immediately used Hakka to urge the little fat man to leave quickly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he slipped away.

"Stop!" Wushan had long felt that something was wrong.

Hearing Wushan's shout, Shao Dajun saw Lu Zuhai at the gate of the courtyard and was so frightened that he climbed over the fence.

The soldiers were almost all up, and when they heard the commotion, they were rushing in twos and threes.

"Catch him!" Wu Shan pointed to Shao Dajun and ordered.