Chapter 85: The Death of the Pilot
Beijing jeep ran wildly on the street in the early morning, Chen Bei was a pilot, took out the momentum of driving a fighter jet to drive a car, drove a jeep like flying, thrilling, several times almost hit the opposite car, Ma Chunhua's face turned white, Chen Guang rolled around in the back seat, and there were a few bumps on his head.
Running frantically for more than ten kilometers, looking in the rearview mirror, there was no vehicle chasing, Chen Beicai slowed down, in fact, he was too worried, Chenguang Factory only sent this car to search for them, and wanted to organize a vehicle chase with the efficiency of the working group, I am afraid that it will be afternoon.
The highway leading to the provincial capital is flat and wide, a horse and a flat river, the road is paved with fine stones, the jeep drives on it and the tire noise is very loud, Chen Bei holds the steering wheel, is in a happy mood, and sings: "The sea sails by the helmsman......
Ma Chunhua asked him: "What about when you go to the provincial capital?" β
Chen Beidao: "Didn't you say it, let's go to Beijing as a family and reason with Chairman Mao and Premier Zhou, the local chaos is so chaotic, the central government doesn't know, these bad things are all done by them behind Chairman Mao's back and his old man." β
This kind of naΓ―ve words were naturally not Chen Bei's original intention, but were used to coax Ma Chunhua.
Ma Chunhua was really fooled: "Yes, it's time to find Chairman Mao to reflect the local situation, it's too chaotic, so many old revolutionaries have been defeated, it shouldn't be, they are all loyal to the party and the chairman." β
Chen Bei smiled and said: "Yes, when you meet Chairman Mao, you can say as much as you want." β
Ma Chunhua said: "Then we will live in Beijing and not come back?" β
Chen Beidao: "Yes." β
Ma Chunhua said: "I heard Liu Yuan say that we are moving to the provincial capital to live." β
Chen Bei hurriedly changed his words: "We have a house in the provincial capital, and we also have a house in Beijing, for the sake of children's education, it is better to be in Beijing, after all, it is the source of the Cultural Revolution, you are right." β
When it comes to political matters, Ma Chunhua is very easy to deceive, and she has tried and tested, she nodded and said: "Yes, if you can live in Beijing, go to the square every day to see ***, see Chairman Mao, how happy it would be." β
Chen Beidao: "Silly old lady, do you think Chairman Mao lives ***?" β
Ma Chunhua screwed him hard: "You're smart." β
Chen Guang shouted in the back seat: "I'm going to Beijing to see ***." β
The family is happy.
Suddenly, the jeep shook and tilted.
"Oh no, the tire burst." Chen Bei hurriedly pulled over, came down to take a look, and sure enough, the left front tire was flat.
There is a spare tire behind the jeep, and there is also a tool jack or something, Chen Bei was born in the military, and he can repair airplanes, not to mention cars, he used jacks to support the body with his hands and feet, unloaded the leaky tires, installed new tires, and educated his son while doing it: "Learn a little, and you can repair it when you drive yourself in the future." β
Ma Chunhua said: "Our son is not a driver, if he wants to be a serious worker." β
Chen Beidao: "What kind of worker is it, if you want to be like his father, drive a fighter jet, and usually drive your own car." β
Ma Chunhua said: "Your own car? You dream, the provincial party secretary doesn't have a car at his own house. β
Chen Bei smiled and continued to tighten the screws without saying anything.
Chen Guang said: "Dad, I'm thirsty. β
The portable kettle has been drunk, there is a small river not far away, it is crystal clear, Chen Bei took the kettle over, first drank it himself, and then poured a pot of water back, so that both of them drank it.
After a short rest, continue to drive forward, there are more vehicles on the road, but there are only a few long-distance buses and freight trucks, as well as rural tractors, only ten minutes to meet one, the country lacks gasoline, road transport is not developed, and it is normal to have fewer cars on the road.
Turned on, white smoke came out of the hood, Chen Bei hurriedly stopped, opened the hood and saw that the water tank was leaking, and the remaining water had been boiled, and it was too hot to touch, so it could only be cooled down naturally.
"The broken car of the unit is really disturbing, it is not as good as the American Willis left in the early years, no matter how you toss, it will be fine." Chen Beiqi complained directly.
Ma Chunhua said: "This car is not bad, it is all because the driver of the car class is not well maintained, so what, aren't you quite capable, repair it." β
Chen Beidao: "How to repair the water tank, I don't have that ability." After thinking about it, there was a hanging banana in the luggage, and I broke and peeled it with a knife, cut it into slices with a knife and stuck it at the leaking position of the water tank, and then quickly filled it with water, got into the car and started.
"What's the matter, I have a trick, this hanging banana is enough for us to go to the provincial capital." Chen Bei said triumphantly.
Ma Chunhua said: "Don't get carried away, is there enough gasoline?" β
Chen Bei flicked the fuel indicator needle: "Enough, full, no, I've been driving for so long, why is it still full?" β
Sure enough, after driving a distance, it broke down again, and came down to check, it was not the problem of the water tank, but the lack of fuel.
No way, had to stop the car, finally stopped a passing long-distance bus, people heard that they wanted to borrow gasoline, immediately shook their heads like a drum, gasoline is expensive, can not be borrowed at all.
After waiting for half an hour, I stopped a car again, and the driver was willing to pump some fuel out, but it was a diesel car and it didn't work.
Chen Bei looked at his watch, it was already noon, and there were still twelve hours to take off, and he had to rush to the provincial capital no matter what, so he decided to stop the hitchhiker.
Surprisingly, there was not a single passing car for a while, the poisonous sun of Bai Huahua was shining in the sky, Chen Bei was sweating, his vest was soaked, and the poplars on the side of the road kept chirping, adding to the irritability.
Finally came a tractor, the driver was very enthusiastic, took the initiative to take them for a ride, Chen Bei thought about it and agreed, the three of them got on the tractor, and walked forward for more than ten miles, the tractor wanted to enter the village and could not take them anymore, so he had to get out of the car and continue walking.
Ma Chunhua complained: "What kind of tractor to take, only to walk for such a section, it is better to guard the car, in case someone is willing to borrow oil, no." β
While arguing and walking forward, suddenly there was a sound of cars behind him, Chen Bei hurriedly jumped to the middle of the road and shouted and waved his hands, this time he was out of the way, it was a carjacking, and he had to rush to the provincial capital.
However, his face soon changed, the license plate of this truck was so familiar, it was a car from the Chenguang Factory!
Not good! The pursuers are coming!
The people on the truck also spotted Chen Bei, and the military representative Zhang Company Commander who was sitting in the cab raised his five-four pistol and shot it into the air, slamming two shots, and shouted: "Chen Bei, you stop for me." β
Chen Bei hurriedly pulled Ma Chunhua and Chen Guang to rush to the wheat field on the side of the road, the summer harvest had passed, and the wheat field had no shelter, but there was a small forest in the distance to hide, and the car could not cross the ditch on the side of the road, which could temporarily block the pursuers for a while.
Company Commander Zhang and the others stopped the truck, the tailgate of the carriage was opened, and more than a dozen rebels came down with rifles, pulled the bolt and hit, the muzzle of the gun was lifted by Company Commander Zhang, and the bullets flew into the sky.
"Catch it alive." Company Commander Zhang said.
When Chen Bei heard the gunshot, he couldn't help but tremble, and hurriedly threw his son down with a fish jump, and shouted at the same time: "Chunhua, lie down!" β
Ma Chunhua had fought, this little battle was just a small scene, she quickly lay down, observed the rear and said: "It's okay, just fire a warning shot and keep running." β
Chen Beidao: "If you run again, you will come to the real thing!" He hurriedly opened his travel bag, took out two pistols, and threw one to Ma Chunhua, "You take your son first, and I'll cover up." β
Now, Ma Chunhua no longer quarreled with him, took the pistol and loaded it with a clatter, picked up the travel bag, and ran in the direction of the grove with his son hunched over, taking a serpentine mobile route.
Sure enough, the pursuers fired again, and the bullets flew almost as soon as they grazed their scalps.
Chen Bei began to shoot back, he lay on the ground and shot calmly, the first shot missed, the second shot hit one of the shins, and the pursuers immediately slowed down and fell down.
"Chen Bei, surrender, confess leniently, resist strictly." Company Commander Zhang shouted.
He was answered by two bullets, which hit the ridge and smoked.
Company Commander Zhang and the others were so frightened that they didn't dare to come forward.
Chen Bei took the opportunity to retreat and retreated into the grove.
The things in the travel bag were scattered all over the ground, and Ma Chunhua looked at him coldly: "Where are you going?" β
"Beijing." Chen Bei pretended to be confused.
"What's going on?" Ma Chunhua pointed to an aeronautical chart, a red line from the provincial capital to the direction of the sea, although the aeronautical chart is a spherical map, ordinary people can't understand, but Ma Chunhua knows words, and is not stupid, a little attention will be found that this is not a plan to fly north at all.
"You're going to commit treason!" Ma Chunhua was heartbroken.
"Chunhua, that's right, I'm going to Hong Kong, our whole family is going, there is no way to live in China, sooner or later they will be killed......"
"Shut up!" Ma Chunhua burst into tears, "Chen Bei, Chen Bei, I only think backward when you are thinking, I didn't expect to be so reactionary, I can endure you whatever you do, let you, follow you, but if you want to commit treason, this is absolutely intolerable!" β
Chen Bei was also angry: "I'm not treason!" I just want to live, this country doesn't let me live well, and it doesn't let me go out, I can only go by myself, I tell you the truth, not only let's go, but there are many people who go together, you are now in this boat, you can't get off! β
"Who said I couldn't get off your thief ship!" Ma Chunhua suddenly raised her pistol.
This is a silver nickel-plated German-made PPK pistol, Zhang Xueliang gave Chen Bei as a meeting gift, and later Ma Chunhua gave Chen Guanghua a gift, and Chen Bei gave this gun to Ma Chunhua as a gift.
"Chunhua, calm down, I really don't want to be treasonous, I'm a little security officer, what kind of treason, I just want my family to live a better life, live like a person, I won't hurt anyone, let alone betray the party and Chairman Mao, you believe me, give me the gun."
Chen Bei slowly walked towards Ma Chunhua and stretched out his hand.
Chen Guang was already stupid, and his mother suddenly raised a gun to aim at his father, what was going on.
Ma Chunhua gritted her teeth and said, "If you take one more step, I will beat you to death!" β
Chen Bei stopped, took a deep breath and said: "Okay, Chunhua, everyone has their own ambitions, I don't force you, but I have to go, if I don't go, no one will fly the plane, I will go with my son, you stay and continue to reform your life." β
After saying that, he took his son's hand and walked forward.
"Stop!" Ma Chunhua shouted, the hand holding the gun trembling.
Chen Bei paused and continued to walk.
"I told you to stop!" Ma Chunhua shouted hysterically.
Chen Beitou didn't look back.
"Bang!" The gun went off.
Chen Bei stopped and looked down at his chest, a blood flower slowly seeped out, and his white vest was dyed red.
He slowly turned back in disbelief.
Ma Chunhua was teary-eyed, holding the gun in both hands, and the muzzle of the PPK gun was curling with green smoke.