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Christmas in Nanchang did not arouse the concern of the vast majority of the people, the Manchurian people know what the so-called Christmas means, and they are not interested in figuring out these things that are far away from their traditional consciousness and living habits, what should everyone do or what to do, especially less than a month from the Spring Festival, the old Nanchang has become a commodity and logistics trading center of unprecedented prosperity, it is the harvest season, the bustling scene of the street is rare for a hundred years, it is too late to make money, who will pay attention to the set that does not belong to them?

At noon, the church in the northwest corner of Chengbi Lake is another scene, almost all the **** Christians in the entire Nanchang area are concentrated here, and the four western restaurants that have settled in the old Nanchang provide rich food, wine and drinks for more than 300 **** people from all over the world, and the two long tables are connected from this end of the small church yard to that end. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Dressed in costumes and beaming with joy on their faces, they raised their glasses, and the self-organized band played a light tune, and Pastor Pedro thanked God for the sunshine and warmth of the day, and the Alfreds, who had calmed down and had settled their temporary home in the hospital's specialists' residential building, were smiling and looking good, and stood together for the photographer to take a picture accompanied by the beautiful Kaplan.

A green military truck slowly parked in front of the iron gate of the compound aroused everyone's idea, and everyone stopped talking one after another, and saw more than a dozen capable officers and soldiers of the security forces carrying a basket of beautiful flowers from the carriage and politely sending them into the courtyard, and everyone cheered in surprise: "What a beautiful plum blossom......

When a basket of red, pink, white, and yellow plum blossoms was arranged, the whole yard was decorated with vitality, and An Yi led Zhou Chong'an, Zhang Xi, Zheng Jinglun and other right-hand men and their wives and girlfriends to congratulate the festival, participate in the grand Christmas luncheon, and warmly greet each other and wish each other well.

Zhou Chongan and the others have studied abroad for several years, and Junjie, who has solid knowledge, has any language barrier, and was soon led by their respective friends to talk about congratulations.

An Yi walked up to Alfredev, Kreuzer and Mary, and handed the two long gift boxes wrapped in red paper in the hands of the guards behind him to Alfred and Kreuzer respectively:

"This gift is very common in your hometown, but it took a lot of trouble to get it back, I hope your wife and girlfriend like it."

After Alfred and Kreuzer finished thanking them, they opened a large bouquet of blooming red roses in the long carton and immediately caused the surrounding crowd to exclaim, and the two ladies held the bright red roses in amazement, and their faces were full of excitement, and they stepped forward to kiss An Yi's face and thanked them sincerely, saying that this was the most beautiful Christmas gift they had received.

An Yi smirked and wiped the lipstick marks on his face, Kaplan came up and grabbed An Yi's hand, and asked unhappily, "What about An?" ”

"I'm sorry. There are only a few dozen flowers in Jiangxi. If not. Ask your sister how many she wants. An Yi replied apologetically.

Karp protested: "No! The meaning is completely different! ”

Everyone couldn't help but laugh when they heard this. Alfred came up and gave An Yi a gentle hug. After thanking him, he asked curiously, "Where did you get the beautiful rose?" In our impression. This season there are no roses in the whole region, there is no French variety of this prized land. ”

An Yi explained with a smile: "There is a longevity palace on the edge of the elephant lake a few kilometers to the north. The presiding master inside is an elder of my land, named Songyi Daochang. A few years ago, he built a beautiful floor conservatory to cultivate rare Chinese herbs, and somebody gave him some rose seeds. Two years ago, he cultivated success, and he cherishes it very much. I happened to visit his old man in the morning. When I saw it, I begged him to send me some. But he wouldn't agree. I had no choice but to cut off most of it while he wasn't paying attention and sneaked it out! ”

Everyone thought it was very funny, and everyone smiled. Kaplan couldn't help but laugh heartily. The depression in my heart was swept away. Affectionately took An Yi's arm and sat down opposite the pastor.

Pastor Pedro once again spoke with great eloquence and a sonorous voice. Toast to the cheers. Propose a drink to everyone's heart.

The music played again, laughter and laughter, Pedro toasted to An Yi and invited, An Yi was staring at by Kaplan, a beautiful **** in costume, staring at him with a pair of hooking eyes, his heart was full of horror, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Pedro raise his glass, and he picked up the goblet and gently touched Pedro across the table and raised his head, which dispelled the ghostly spring love.

"Ann, I heard Mr. Alfred say that you sent your army to fight the bandits in the mountains the night you rescued them, didn't you?"

Pedro asked happily, and immediately focused the attention of the men and women around him on An Yi.

An Yi put down the cup, looked at Alfred, who shrugged helplessly beside him, and replied in a low voice: "Strictly speaking, it is the army of the Ganzhong Security Command that was sent, and the bandits in that area have existed for many years, it turns out that they do not harass the surrounding civilians, even if they block the road and rob, they will not physically harm the victims, but in the past two years, they seem to have completely changed, they not only robbed property and robbed women, but also quietly entered the surrounding counties, kidnapped the women and children of wealthy families for extortion of high ransoms, and did not meet their demands, They usually use extremely bloody methods to warn them, failing which they will kill the hostages.

Among this gang of rioters, the bandits in the Wumailing area in the northeastern mountains are the most rampant and cruel, and the government's security forces will focus on cracking down on this gang of bandits this time, it is estimated

As a result, I hope that this road will no longer be infringed upon by bandits in the future, and that it will become a complete trade road.

After the New Year, the newly formed engineering corps of the security forces will expand the road, making it much easier to travel to Zhejiang. ”

Everyone praised in unison and raised a glass to celebrate, An Yi was full of smiles, but his mind flew to Wumailing in the deep mountains......

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Lin Tao gusted, the cold wind was biting, Ding Zhicheng crawled under the gray-brown rock, raised the telescope to pay attention to the seven sniper points within 160 degrees above the front, and finally aimed the telescope at the Dongjiazhai mountain gate directly above and surrounded by big logs to observe the lazy sentries on the giant wooden watchtower, and then turned to the surrounding area one by one to observe carefully.

Under the big tree more than ten meters behind Ding Zhicheng, the team leader Li Zhenhan was using a sharp special dagger to easily circumscribe a thumb and thumb The owner of the thumb was tightly tied under the tree, his mouth had been tightly blocked by the corner of the cotton clothes torn from his body, a pair of shocked eyes were full of pain and fear, and there was a big man wearing a dark blue cotton shirt lying next to the captive, and a string of blood blisters on his neck had been slowly frozen into a transparent red ball.

Although this unlucky submarine sentry was spared, he could only watch as his right thumb was cut off in half, and the pain in his heart forced cold sweat to break out on his forehead, and his muscles protruded.

Li Han, who is not tall and has thick limbs, is wearing a full set of jungle camouflage combat uniforms, carrying a new machine gun on his back, and half of the black Colt pistol handle is exposed in the green holster, and his face is smeared with black and green Vaseline oil paint, only a pair of cold eyes reflect a compelling cold glow, just when he pressed the serrated teeth on the back of the dagger against the base of the captive's thumb, the smell of hot urine suddenly rose, and the completely collapsed captive finally nodded like a chicken pecking rice as agreed.

An Jin, who was full of oil on the side, pulled out the cloth ball in the captive's mouth, and when he saw the captive open his mouth wide, he immediately inserted the dagger in his hand into his mouth: "If you want to live, don't call, slowly say that no one is difficult for you, if there is a lie, Lao Tzu will skin you alive." ”

The captive's tongue had been cut by the sharp blade, and the hot smell of blood finally brought him back to his senses, and as soon as the dagger in his mouth was withdrawn, he immediately replied: "Yes, yes...... The two good men said, I said it all......"

Li Zhenhan stared at the captive's moist eyes: "What time will the mountain gate open today?" Is it in or out? Is there a code word for the handover? ”

"No codes...... It was about nine o'clock...... The younger brother of the mountain gate came down to change the guard......"

"Gone?"

"No, no...... Yes, at noon, the second master will come back from Qujiazhai in the west......"

"What's the name of the second master? How many people are brought? ”

"Called Yuan Zhijie with thirty-one or twelve brothers."

"Which way back?"

"Half a mile below the mountain, at the west entrance of the three trees, only that road leads to Qujiazhai in the west."

Li Zhenhan nodded and stood up slowly, and suddenly struck the captive with a palm like lightning, followed by a muffled sound of cervical vertebrae, and the captive's head hung weakly to his chest.

Li Zhenhan tightened his belt and commanded in a low voice: "Xiao Jin, nail this guy under the tree on the side of the road, turn your back to the mountain gate and make it look like you are leaning against the big tree, move quickly, otherwise the corpse will be stiff and difficult to handle." ”

"Yes."

An Jin, who was transferred from the sniper detachment to the commando team for training three months ago, quickly untied the ropes on the prisoner's body, carried the prisoner's body and ran to the big tree on the side of the stone path, pressed the prisoner's whole body against the tree for a while, and didn't know how to fix it.

An Jin slowly let go of his hand, saw that the captive had been firmly hung on the tree, smiled with satisfaction, picked up the captive's old rifle and hung it on his chest, tidied up the captive's clothes, put the two stiff hands in position, and then turned behind the tree and got into the withered grass shed under the high ridge, picked up his sniper rifle and waited.

Under the rock above the oblique, Ding Zhicheng was quite satisfied with An Jin's entire performance, a half-old child was taught to be such a cold-blooded killer by himself and Li Fujiao, and he was getting better and better He has passed many old brothers, Ding Zhicheng has an indescribable sense of accomplishment and satisfaction, An Jin seems to have an innate comprehension and strong mind, which makes Ding Zhicheng and Li Fuqiang, the two strict teachers, very appreciative.

Remembering that he hadn't left the mountain gate when he was as old as An Jin, he didn't have the slightest understanding of the cruel reality of this chaotic world, and he could only hear about it from his master and the senior brother who came back from his travels, and Ding Zhicheng, who had experienced many hardships, was full of emotion, and he also felt lucky for his apprentice An Jin.

Suddenly, there was a wanton conversation from above, Ding Zhicheng raised his hand to make a gesture after identifying the situation through the sound, and there was no one on both sides of the rugged mountain road, and there was silence.

The two successors chattered non-stop, turned down the zigzag mountain road, and came to the open place of the depression more than ten meters away from the big tree, one of them saw the half of the gun and an elbow exposed by his companion behind the big tree, and scolded and said, "Mouzi, your grandson is awake", and the other said "The sixth child must still be snoring in the shed", the two did not take a few steps after speaking, only felt a cold wind behind them, and their necks tightened, and they didn't know anything.