There is a saying that goes 'No fighting, no friendship', or to put it more elegantly, 'turn hostility into friendship', for example, Hu Yi and Gao Yidao... doesn't seem quite appropriate, or Li Youcai and Secretary Zhao, this is a good example.
People say that lust is a sword hanging over your head. This is how the relationship between Li Youcai and Secretary Zhao started. Because Lin Xiu made a lot of trouble, in the end, Mr. Zhao, who played Shan Xiongxin, died on the stage in a daze. However, these two bitches were fine and became friends. They went to restaurants together, drank together, and if they continued to develop a relationship, they might not sleep with the same woman in the same bed. Who knows? After all, they both saw through their unlucky lives because of the same woman.
Fate, oh fate, you have ruined so many innocent people and you still smile!
Secretary Zhao was not surprised by Li Youcai's arrival. Since the two of them had "put aside their hostility", Li Youcai often came to visit the county government for many reasons, such as passing by or borrowing money. Secretary Zhao also got to know two masters because of Li Youcai, such as the crippled loser Shangchuan and the pimp boss of the military brothel. As a result, he successfully kept his secretary position and was no longer looked down upon by his colleagues. If they were a man and a woman, others would think they were in love, and their love was stronger than gold!
Secretary Zhao poured the tea himself and placed it on the tea table in front of Li Youcai. He asked about Li Youcai's well-being and returned to the chair behind his desk. "Why? Do you seem to be in a bad mood today?"
"You are such a wise person! There is no one else like you in Mei County!" Li Youcai picked up the tea and tasted it, and then he put the cup down again: "Your words are just like this tea, warm!"
"We are both in this world, I would rather listen to you scold me than praise me, we are brothers only if we go through fire and water together."
"You're the one who talks the most. I can't argue with you. But then again, my eyelids have been twitching today!"
"Eyelid twitching is not necessarily a bad thing. Left eyelid twitching brings good luck, right eyelid twitching brings disaster. Which one are you?"
"Uh... it seems... both eyes are twitching at the same time, how do I solve it?"
There was suddenly a commotion outside, followed by the sound of heavy footsteps on the stairs, and then the bang of a door being slammed open. In an instant, more than a dozen men in black rushed in, pointing their guns at them. Secretary Zhao was so frightened that his body stiffened and he couldn't breathe. The second time in his glorious life he suffered urinary incontinence.
"The detective team is investigating the case and arresting someone!" The leading man in black then took out a piece of paper and shook it open with a rustling sound: "Do you recognize this?"
Secretary Zhao's head was buzzing. The more he tried to open his eyes, the more dizzy he felt. The last time he was dragged out of this office by military police, he was almost scared to death. This time was even worse. His whole body was out of control: "I... I... I can't see clearly!"
"Get lost! I didn't ask you!"
Li Youcai looked up helplessly, and saw a list of names of key people who had been detained in the Xinglong Town concentration camp, as well as a brief introduction to the concentration camp's garrison. "What do you mean by showing me this?"
"What do you think? Deputy Captain! This was just found in your home, and it's still warm. Now that we have the evidence, you're done!"
"This is a frame-up! You framed me! If you want to arrest me, you need the military police! I want to see Captain Maeda!"
There was a smug laugh: "Unfortunately, it's not up to you. I guess Commander Maeda can only look at your confession."
Li Youcai finally looked ashen and speechless.
"take away!"
"Wait a minute!"
This voice of stopping attracted a lot of cold eyes. It turned out to be Secretary Zhao who had just lost his soul. The dripping sound under the chair behind him had not yet ended, but the man had already stood up trembling. What a huge courage for such a frail scholar. Li Youcai was so moved that he almost cried.
"What did he...what did he do wrong?"
The leading black-clad man replied word by word in a cold and eerie voice: "Secretly communicating with the Eighth Route Army!"
These four words were no different from a death sentence. Secretary Zhao was so shaken after hearing them that he almost fell down. His face looked like a dye shop, changing from white to blue, from blue to gray, and from gray to black. He suddenly raised his hand, and the entire detective team in the room turned their guns in fright.
However, he pointed at Li Youcai and grinned: "Hahaha... God has eyes! Now you know how I felt when I was framed by you? Ah? You dirty, filthy, despicable bastard! How can a bitch be worthy of being my brother? The hatred of taking my concubine away is irreconcilable. This is the retribution I have been waiting for for a long time! I like to see this scene of history repeat itself! Hahaha..."
All the men in black in the room were dumbfounded. This man's hatred and pride were already exposed to the extreme, even more intense than those of them who were jealous. Isn't he crazy? They were really afraid that his jaw would be broken to the ground!
However, Li Youcai's jaw finally closed because of this. He failed to successfully form a distraught expression and instead looked desperate: "Bah! Stupid bird, I was the one who killed your second uncle! I was the one who chopped down the big tree of your Zhao family! How dare you laugh at me? You hairless chicken!"
"You are still talking nonsense when you are about to die. How can you still be here today if you have that ability? Hahaha..."
The leading black-clad man couldn't bear to watch this anymore. The arrest scene was obviously quite serious and arrogant, but it was stolen by a madman. Even the criminal in front of him forgot about his loss of soul. He completely lost interest in posing and raised his hand and waved his gun: "Take him away!"
It seems that "no fighting, no friendship" is true, but "turning swords into plowshares" is really unreliable!
Being tied up and pushed around in the sunset, he felt mixed emotions. Although this traitor had deliberately waited to be captured in Secretary Zhao's office in order to prevent himself from being secretly arrested and never found, he still felt melancholy. Now his own life was also a gamble, but he did not feel the excitement that a gambler should have. Instead, he was nostalgic for the sunset on the city skyline and was reluctant to turn away, because there was only night in the prison.
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The towering mountains shone brilliantly in the setting sun. A long team was marching in the mountains. The Second Company was in the front. A bayonet was hung on each rifle and pointed upwards. One after another, they flashed past Gao Yidao's eyes.
The Ninth Company was in the middle. Although its strength could barely make up two platoons, it had the most uniform uniforms and the most complete equipment. Each soldier had various accessories and straps crossed on his chest, and some even carried Japanese backpacks or steel helmets. They had adapted to certain equipment that was considered cumbersome, at the cost of making them look a little heavier, and their uniform military boots and iron hooves rumbled as they ran.
Stretching out in the rear is Wang Peng's company, which has the largest number of soldiers and the most diverse uniforms, and even more uneven and varied equipment. Although they belong to the main regiment, they are a poor and shabby company, a typical young lady with a maid's life. This is why they are always willing to run to Meixian to join the fun. However, they are the team with the most stable marching speed, and they are still evenly spaced. If they are put in the front, the second and ninth companies are probably unable to keep up, so Gao Yidao ordered them to stay in the back to ensure the unity of the team.
The people who know you best must include your enemies, so Xiao Hongying didn't tell Gao Yidao any details of the mission. She only told Gao Yidao two goals to achieve, briefly and concisely, and told him to take care of the details. One, leave Sansheng Valley and go to Changyao Village to reveal the team's whereabouts; two, appear outside the west gate of Meixian County at the designated time and feint to attack the west gate for half an hour.
Only in this way can Gao Yidao have the feeling of a military commander and will not do things in a twisted way. And because Xiao Hongying did not reveal what she was going to do next, Gao Yidao, who did not understand the overall situation of the operation, although his ambitions were inflated, had to be patient and not mess around. In desperation, he sent a communicator, Kuai Du'er, to keep an eye on people, in order to prevent any mistakes that could not be explained afterwards.
The tall general standing next to the marching team raised his telescope and looked forward. The scenery in the lens was so clear, and he was in a good mood! He turned around and looked back, but why was it so blurry? He quickly moved the telescope away, because it was Wang Peng's dirty hand that was covering it.
"Hey? Why does this telescope look so familiar to me? You are not..."
"Can you please stop touching it?" Gao Yidao wiped the telescope as if it were his precious treasure, carefully put it into the cowhide box and buckled it tightly: "This is what I... seized not long ago! Just go about your business."
Wang Peng's eyes narrowed into slits. "Am I the deputy battalion commander? Do you need to discuss the marching route with me?"
"Uh... okay." He half-turned his body, revealing a small exquisite leather bag hanging on the side of his belt, and took out a map from it: "My idea is this, we..."
"Wait a minute, this bag looks familiar to me."
Gao Yidao finally got upset: "Wang Peng, can you please have some shame? Our uniforms are exactly the same. Do they look familiar to you? Let me take them off for you."
Wang Peng was speechless: "Okay, let's talk about the route."
The map unfolded, Gao Yidao cleared his throat twice, and then took out a beautiful Chinese compass for assistance. The edge of the aluminum was engraved with two lines of small words. Wang Peng was finally furious and could no longer suppress his anger...