Chapter 21 "Lei Zhen, do you know that we are fighting with Yue himself here, although we have the support of the entire Shanghai compatriots, why do we lose every time?" Behind us, apart from those spontaneous and conscious patriotic masses, we can no longer find any solid support. Without the support of the state apparatus, we are using a battalion of troops to fight against this country, how can we not be defeated?! ”

Xie Jinyuan really wanted to tell Lei Zhen these words, but he could only close his eyes forever with these last words and regrets.

In this year, Xie Jinyuan was only thirty-seven years old!

Everyone looked at Xie Jinyuan, who was lying in a pool of blood and could no longer have any life, and they all felt chills on their bodies. Their group of Chinese [***] people trapped in the British Concession, without the leadership of Xie Jinyuan and the battalion commander Yang Ruifu, can they still be regarded as a force?!

Lei Zhen carried the blood-stained bayonet in his hand, he stared at the three traitors in front of him who had begun to tremble uncontrollably, and suddenly let out an angry roar: "My Lei Zhen's father died early, in my heart, the master is my father, and the master is my mother!" ”

"Master, Daddy......" Lei Zhen clamped down on one of the traitors like a chicken, he only used a little force, his arm that had been trained thousands of times and had the power of the explosive surname completely blocked any resistance and struggle of the other party, he took a deep breath and roared wildly: "You go slower, see that I have avenged you!" ”

The bayonet slowly slashed through the traitor's neck, slicing his trachea and the major artery in his neck at the same time, and blood splattered out of the wound like a fountain, shooting straight three or four feet away, and making a strange "hissing" sound in the air. When Lei Zhen threw this traitor to the ground, this traitor who betrayed his commander and betrayed his country, but got nothing, reached out to cover his trachea and his neck that was severed along with the major arteries, and kept rolling on the ground, he wanted to cry out for help, but his trachea was cut, what kind of sound could he make except for opening his mouth in vain? And even if he had called for help, who would have stretched out his hands to such a traitor? He wanted to hold down his wound and let his blood flow slowly, but in this world, who could use his fingers to hold down the wound of the major artery in his neck to stop the terrible loss of 83.3 milliliters of blood per second?!

There was the sound of a car horn outside the barracks, and several White Russian soldiers rushed over, and together they pushed open the gate of the barracks, and saw the pale faces of the other two traitors, and suddenly showed a hint of expectation.

Lei Zhen's face was satisfied with irony, Xie Jinyuan fell in a pool of blood, and the hospital emergency personnel whose duty was to save lives and help the injured did not arrive, but the people from the Ministry of Industry arrived first!

However, it was the medical staff who came first, or those people from the Ministry of Industry Bureau who looked at Xie Jinyuan, held Xie Jinyuan, and let him break his eagle's wings, what difference does this make for Xie Jinyuan, who fell in a pool of blood and no longer had a glimmer of hope? !

Lei Zhen looked at the two traitors in front of him whose legs trembled like playing a pipa, and what he had in his heart was a deep unwillingness. A soldier like Xie Jinyuan, a hero like Xie Jinyuan who can shine a hundred points of light and a thousand points of heat at any time, should die honorably on the battlefield, not under such a shameful assassination, let alone at the hands of such a traitor who has no courage to bear the consequences!

"Do you really think that you can step on the blood of your master, be taken out of the barracks alive by the people sent by the Ministry of Industry and Bureau, and finally be extradited to the Hongkou Concession alive?"

Lei Zhen raised the blood-stained bayonet in his hand and said word by word: "Don't dream!" ”

A traitor opened his mouth wide, and before he could say anything, the bayonet in Lei Zhen's hand went straight through his throat. The last surviving traitor turned around and tried to escape, but before he could open his legs, his neck was hooked by a powerful arm, and then a sharp bayonet stabbed him obliquely through the head at an angle of forty-five degrees.

The four traitors all fell to the ground, and they were lying not far from Xie Jinyuan, some of their bodies were still trembling slightly, and the blood flowing from the five people was slowly, slowly, and actually gathered together. Lei Zhen lowered his head, looking at all this ironic everything, he was silent for a moment, then put down the bayonet in his hand, and under the gaze of everyone, he walked to the water cage in the field, washed the blood stains on his hands, clothes, and face, and then slowly walked into Xie Jinyuan's room.

Xie Jinyuan's two sons and daughters all woke up, and they were all held in Ling Weicheng's arms. Looking at her movements so hard, looking at Shi Niang's tear-filled eyes, revealing a breath like a wounded wolf, Lei Zhen only felt a sour heart. At this time, the master and the mother who pounced on her bayonet in order to protect the eldest sister back then, how similar does it look like?! Lei Zhen clearly understood that after watching the four traitors launch deadly attacks on Xie Jinyuan again and again, it was obvious that this military camp was full of Xie Jinyuan's subordinates, and there were loyal and hot-blooded men everywhere, but Ling Weicheng really didn't know who to trust again!

Lei Zhen didn't say anything in the end, turned around silently and walked away, facing such a teacher, Lei Zhen really didn't know what else he could say at this time. Just as Lei Zhen was about to walk out of the room, he suddenly heard Ling Weicheng's whisper: "Lei Zhen! ”

Lei Zhen Huo Ran turned his head, "Here!" ”

"In the first drawer of the table, there's a letter, you take it out."

Lei Zhen followed Ling Weicheng's instructions and found a letter in Xie Jinyuan's desk drawer where most of the paint on the surface had fallen off.

With just one glance at the envelope, which had become crumpled by moisture and natural air drying again and again, Lei Zhen could determine that this was a letter that had been around for quite some time. Xie Jinyuan used his delicate and somewhat strong pen to write on the envelope "Brother Dai Anlan's personal enlightenment".

"This is a good letter of recommendation from China Minsheng for you a year ago." Ling Weicheng hugged the two children in his arms who wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry, and said in a low voice: "General Dai is the commander of the 200th Division, and Zhongmin and him have been friends for a long time and are half confidants...... If I can't live until you return, I will have to help him get this letter into your hands. He also wants me to convey to you that General Dai is a very respectable and excellent soldier, he is resolute and upright, and has always been active in the forefront of the battlefield, in fact, he is the real hero of the resistance. If you take a letter of recommendation and go to Dai Anlan, you will definitely get a stage for development, and with such a chief, Zhongmin can rest assured! ”

Ling Weicheng looked at Lei Zhen pinching the letter of recommendation, her hands trembling slightly, she let out a faint sigh, and said in a low voice: "In the two and a half years since you left the barracks, a lot has happened. With the support of Wang Jingwei, the Han Dynasty set up a puppet political axe in Nanjing, and they sent people to lobby the Chinese people on more than one occasion, and their commissioner told the Chinese people that as long as the Chinese people could be 'recruited' by Wang Jingwei, they would receive a bonus of 500,000 yuan and be awarded the official position of division commander. In the end, they simply put forward the condition of serving as the commander-in-chief of Wang's puppet political axe army. ”

Lei Zhen must admit that in order to pull a hero like Xie Jinyuan into the water, the pseudo-political axe of Wang Jingwei's faction has indeed made enough money.

"Zhongmin pointed at the commissioners and scolded them in front of him, and once I was next to me and heard what he said...... You and other behaviors, your conscience is lost, you recognize the thief as your father, you are willing to be Zhang Bangchang, and you are willing to be a slave of the country. I was born as a Chinese and died as a Chinese ghost. To protect the country and defend the people as a duty, Yu Zhi has been decided, it is not any willing words and temptations to move, Hugh to defile me with dog's words, you go quickly, Hugh nonsense! ”

Lei Zhen said in a low voice: "Happy! ”

"Zhongmin knows that after making this statement, whether it is himself or the people of Wang Jingwei's faction, they will not let him go, and in this world, the most difficult to prevent is the thief, the most hateful and terrible is Han Jian, after Zhongmin lay in bed and thought about it for a whole day, he suddenly jumped up, and the first thing he did was to prepare a letter of recommendation for you, and then wrote his suicide note to his father in Guangdong. After doing these two things......"

Speaking of this, Ling Weicheng's voice suddenly choked up again, because her man who was so proud that he was like a sharp sword and would rather not bend his waist, the man who had the blue sky on his head and the earth on his feet, and was really as great as a mountain, actually bowed his head and bent his waist to a little woman like her, and sincerely said "I'm sorry" to her.

Ling Weicheng couldn't forget that when Xie Jinyuan finished all this and stated in his suicide note that he would leave all the ancestral family property in Guangdong to his wife and daughter, he exhaled softly, and what appeared on Xie Jinyuan's face was a relieved smile.

"Laugh at life and death, go when you should go, and walk freely and freely in this life." Lei Zhen pinched the letter of recommendation in his hand, raised his head high, and said in a low voice: "Admire in vain!" ”

Putting the letter of recommendation into his pocket, Lei Zhen looked at Ling Weicheng uprightly and asked, "Master's hometown is in Guangdong?" ”

"Yes," Ling Weicheng nodded, "Zhongmin and I are both from Jiankeng Village, Xinpu Town, Jiaoling County, Guangdong. ”

"Who else is in my hometown?"

"My father-in-law and mother-in-law are still alive."

"What do you rely on to make a living?"

"In our hometown, we still have dozens of acres of ancestral thin fields, and if we rent them out, as long as we don't encounter disaster years, we can support our family with rent."

…… When Lei Zhen finally walked out of the master's room, he met everyone's eyes, looked at the body of the master who was carefully moved to an emergency trolley, but no one moved it again, and looked at the British soldiers wearing leather boots and walking around the barracks, Lei Zhen took a deep breath, and then slowly spit out the depression in his lungs.

Master Xie Jinyuan is no longer there, and it doesn't make any sense for Master Ling Weicheng to continue to stay in the lonely army camp. Anyway, this letter of recommendation has been written for so long, and the matter of defecting to General Dai Anlan can be discussed later, and sending Shi Niang and her children back to their hometown in Guangdong is the top priority at hand!

Looking at the rolling clouds overhead, feeling the unique depression before the wind and rain came, Lei Zhen understood that the road in front of him was full of thorns! In order to crack down on the soldiers of China's resistance to the army and the people, the Han Annihilation agents sent by the intelligence agency and Wang Puppet Political Axe must do everything they can, and in a sense, the deterrent effect of letting Master Xie Jinyuan go extinct is far greater than simply assassinating Xie Jinyuan alone. The most important thing is that looking at the behavior of He Dingcheng and the other three traitors, they obviously also received an order to assassinate Xie Jinyuan first, and have the opportunity to assassinate his family together.

"Master," Lei Zhen stared at Xie Jinyuan, who was lying there quietly, the blood had been wiped off his body, and even changed into clean clothes, looking like he had just fallen into a deep sleep, and he said softly: "You can go with confidence, from this time on, Shi Niang is my own mother, your son and daughter, and my brothers and sisters!" Here I swear to you, no matter who dares to hurt them, even if they chase them to the ends of the earth, even if they catch up for a year, ten years, a hundred years, I will make them pay the price of blood! ”

"As for this letter of recommendation you gave me, it is the most precious gift you have left me, and I will treasure it carefully and will never give it to anyone."

Lei Zhen pressed his pocket and said: "I don't know that General Dai Anlan, I will go to him, but I hope to follow a person with the same moral character as Master and you to study and fight, so after sending my master back to my hometown in Guangdong, I would rather join General Dai Anlan's troops as an ordinary soldier, and use my own eyes to distinguish this person and know and understand this person." Also, Master, you don't think that the apprentices you and Ma Lan jointly taught will be so bad, so bad that you must have the recommendation of acquaintances and get promoted by Kai Xiaozao in order to get ahead, and you can play your own strengths in a mixed official position, right? ”

If Xie Jinyuan really has a spirit in the sky, should he also show a relieved smile when he heard Lei Zhen's words?

Head Xie Jinyuan was stabbed to death!!

As soon as this news came out, it undoubtedly caused a thousand waves with one stone, and the whole of China was in an uproar. The most unacceptable thing for all Chinese is that the head of the regiment Xie Jinyuan actually fell under the knife of "his own people"!

It was on this day that all the people in the lonely camp tied a strip of white cloth to their left arm; It was on this day that patriots from all walks of life in Shanghai spontaneously and consciously pinned a white paper flower to their chests and spontaneously and consciously assembled in the lonely military camp.

It was on this night that Lei Zhen managed to avoid the hordes of bodyguards, and without alerting the hounds with a keen sense of smell, infiltrated a building where the security work could be called impeccable.

(To be continued)