Chapter 675: Distrust

At about seven o'clock in the evening, as soon as it got dark, Wang Liang went out. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

There were a total of 11 democrats escorted this time, all of whom were middle-aged and middle-aged people who could swim, which was specially arranged according to Wang Liang's instructions.

Wang Liang is a cautious person, especially after experiencing so many things, he requires stability in everything.

After all, this is the first time to carry out an escort mission, safety is the most important, and the reason why I choose someone with good physical fitness and can swim is that I am afraid of encountering any special circumstances.

Wang Liang, who was born in the navy, was not afraid of water, but in the face of the Japanese patrol boats, Wang Liang, who did not have the slightest strong firepower and equipment, had no way at all.

At the most critical time, we can only sacrifice our lives to protect these democrats.

This is a task assigned by the organization, and it must be completed beautifully.

"No. 1, this is Comrade Ge Bao, this is Comrade Liao Mo, this is Comrade Huang Yaomian......" Andy Lau is more familiar with these people, after all, they are all from Xiangjiang, and he introduced Wang Liang one by one.

Number one?

Yes, this is Wang Liangxin's title.

Number one, boss, the meaning of boss.

Wang Liang shook hands with these people, although most of them didn't know each other.

Huang Yaomian?

Wang Liang finally heard a familiar name.

This name should have appeared in the textbook of the first grade of junior high school, Wang Liang has a good memory, and he still remembers it.

That's supposed to be a poem.

Yes, a very good, very pleasant, very inspiring poem.

To this day, Wang Liang still remembers the content.

I love the motherland and the natural scenery of the motherland.

I not only love the mountains and rivers of the motherland, but also every grass and tree, every flower and stone, every brick and tile, I also feel cordial and worthy of my nostalgia and caresses.

Don't talk about the forests of Russia, the sea of England, the lakes of Finland, the islands of Indonesia, we have a magnificent and great natural picture in China.

We have Mount Everest, which is covered with snow for thousands of years, the Loess Plateau, the Xishuangbanna with dense grass and trees, the endless North China Plain, the Yellow River, the mighty Yangtze River, the primeval forests of the Xing'an Mountains, the coconut groves and blue seas of Hainan Island, the vast green pastures of the Northwest Provinces, and the endless rivers and lakes and swamps,...... The land of the motherland, mountains and rivers! What place is not run by the hands of the laborers, and where is there no place where the sweat of the laborers has not been shed and the blood of the soldiers has been shed?

.......

The mountains of the motherland have always had affection for us. Every song we sing to them, they always respond equally loudly and passionately.

For this poem, Wang Liang is very beloved.

It is full of a child's love for the motherland.

Wang Liang believes that these democrats and scholars must be heroes who, like Mr. Huang, are fighting for the motherland, democracy, and freedom with their pen and stick.

They are no less hard than themselves, and they are no less dangerous and threatened than themselves, but they are still fighting, even if they are helpless, even in the face of the white terror of the enemy.

Be fearless and move forward.

Maintain the integrity that a literati should have, love the motherland, love democracy, love freedom, love the people, and love life.

"This is the number one leader of our Xiangjiang side." Andy Lau briefly introduced Wang Liang.

Wang Liang's identity is special, Andy Lau said a word, in order to reduce unnecessary trouble.

Literati all have unique personalities, and they are not very interested in Wang Liang's identity as the chief, and they still have a little sneer after hearing it.

However, Wang Liang didn't care about this, now he was more concerned about whether he could safely escort these people to the north, which was the most important thing.

"Are you all ready?" Wang Liang asked.

"Well, the four oil tankers on the dock have been checked, and the oil is full, and they are all working normally. Departing at 8:09, it was just enough to evade the Japanese maritime patrol boats. Andy Lau said.

"Yes. Let's go to the dock early and wait. By the way, do they have a lot of luggage? Wang Liang asked again.

"The luggage is not very much, and I have been specifically instructed not to bring too many things. As long as you change your clothes, you don't even have books, and you don't take up space. Andy Lau replied.

"That's good." Wang nodded and said.

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Riding in a large truck hauling goods from the factory, carrying eleven democrats, they rushed to the docks.

The procedures for the truck are complete, not to mention that Miyamoto helped Wang Liang issue a series of documents and certificates, even if there is an interrogation on the road, it is easy to let go.

After the soldiers looked at the pass, they didn't even check the back compartment, which saved Wang Liang a lot of tongue.

"Are we going to go by water? Isn't that dangerous? Seeing that he had arrived at the dock, a scholar lifted the frame of his glasses and asked.

Before, they didn't know how to transfer this time, even if they were the people who were transferred, for security reasons, they still kept it a secret until now.

"Yes, it's just going to take the waterway, what's wrong? Any questions? Stephen Chow stepped forward to communicate.

"Oh no, why did you ask me if I could swim? Don't you think your plan is too reckless? The Japanese ghosts have implemented blockades and controls on the river, and you still have to take the waterway, so you don't take our safety seriously, right? The scholar complained.

"Don't worry, we've got a plan in place and there won't be any problems." Stephen Chow comforted.

"Won't there be a problem? What if something goes wrong? We can swim, but don't you want us to swim out of the encirclement of Japanese ghosts? Even if you can swim, you can't swim from here to the north! Do you think we are athletes? No, I don't approve of this plan, it's too practicable, I won't go, unless you come up with a better plan. The scholar's attitude was unusually resolute.

"Uh. Don't worry, it'll be fine. It's almost time, so please get on the tanker and wait, we will make sure you are safe. Stephen Chow still persuaded hard, but the scholar was unmoved.

"What's going on?" Wang Liang, who had been on the other side, noticed the situation here and walked over and asked.

"One, this ....... He is engaged in philosophical research, and his temper is a bit stubborn. Stephen Chow introduced the situation.

"Come on, sir, and trust us." Wang Liang stepped forward and said.

"Trust you? Why do you believe you? The scholar asked angrily, apparently he was the kind of person who questioned everything, a qualified philosopher~

(About Huang Yaomian's "My Beloved Motherland" has been sent to the work related [free], students who are willing to miss can go and see it, the first year of junior high school textbook ~)