Chapter 398 The pursuers are coming

Style: Historical Author: Lao ZheWords: 2491Update Time: 24/01/18 13:01:21
The sun has risen, and there is a faint flash of light in the snowy fields, but winter is still cold.

But at this time, Shang Zhen and Leng Xiaozhi had temporarily forgotten the cold.

That's not because the two people are hugging each other. With the temperature of about minus 20 degrees, the two people hugging each other are only a little less cold than before. It is impossible to say that they are warm.

Shang Zhen and Leng Xiaozhi temporarily forgot about the coldness, but it was because Leng Xiaozhi was not honest when she got into Shang Zhen's arms. Instead, she stuffed her cold hands into Shang Zhen's cotton-padded clothes and directly stuffed them into Shang Zhen's arms. Shocked in the armpits.

Leng Xiaozhi's cold little paws were stuffed into Shang Zhen's warm armpits, which immediately made Shang Zhen shiver!

"Oh, my aunt, can you calm down a little?" Shang Zhen really couldn't take advantage of Leng Xiaozhi.

"I'll take it out when it's hot." Leng Xiaozhi said with a giggle.

But now she has figured out that Shang Zhen has a good temper. In her mind, I promise you three lives, and I just use you to cover my hands. So what?

Shang Zhen was speechless and could only let Leng Xiaozhi place his hand there.

After a while, Leng Xiaozhi felt that her hand was getting warm, and then she reluctantly pulled it out.

But as soon as she moved her hand, she felt her hand hit something, and then her hand started to move inside Shang Zhen's clothes again.

"Where are you Gaha?" Shang Zhen asked angrily.

Shang Zhen is now a company commander, but he only wears a shirt while working with Hao Zhenglong's special training team.

Even though Leng Xiaozhi was brave, he didn't have the nerve to put his hand in between Shang Zhen's shirt and cotton coat.

"What's in your pocket?" It turned out that when Leng Xiaozhi pulled his hand out, he touched the pocket inside Shang Zhen's cotton coat.

"Three lives, three lives!" Shang Zhen said angrily, "Oh, I'll take it out for you, don't mess around!"

As soon as Shang Zhen said this, Leng Xiaozhi took out his hand.

How could there be anything in the pocket of that cotton-padded coat? What was inside was the photo that Leng Xiaozhi gave to Shang Zhen. The four words Leng Xiaozhi wrote on it were "三生三世".

Shang Zhen reached out and took out the contents of his pocket. It was wrapped in a piece of paper. Judging from the size, it should be a photo.

But when Leng Xiaozhi took the piece of paper and opened it, her eyes lit up. What was inside was not just the one she gave to Shang Zhen, but also a photo of Shang Zhen himself, and these photos were all They took the photos separately in Xi'an photo studio at that time.

"This photo of yours belongs to me!" Leng Xiaozhi began to declare his sovereignty.

Shang Zhen remained silent. He stretched out his military uniform and looked at the road.

"Seeing as you are unwilling to do so, are you really taking me for granted?" Leng Xiaozhi was unhappy.

"Lai Da'er!" Shang Zhen said with a straight face but a smile in his eyes.

"Let's just do it. Please write this photo and give it to me!" Leng Xiaozhi said domineeringly.

"What do you write about winter?" Shang Zhen was not happy.

"You have to write! I promise you three lives, why should you promise me one life?" Leng Xiaozhi refused, and after speaking, he took out his pen from his clothes.

Shang Zhen glanced at the pen and couldn't help but smile: "The pen is pretty good. If you can make it water, I will give it to you for the rest of your life."

It turned out that Leng Xiaozhi's pen was a very advanced fountain pen nowadays.

China only produced its first fountain pen in the 17th year of the Republic of China (1928). Nowadays, those who can use a fountain pen are not ordinary people!

The reason why Shang Zhen said this was because the weather was too cold and the ink in the pen bag had already frozen!

"Then who are you making things difficult for?" Leng Xiaozhi said disapprovingly, then she opened her mouth and stuffed the pen into her mouth.

"So you are literate, and this is how you get all your ink!" Shang Zhen was angry and funny.

Leng Xiaozhi closed her mouth holding the tip of the pen and remained silent.

After a while, she felt that the water in the pen would melt a little, so she took it out and grabbed Shang Zhen's hand and said, "Write quickly, it will freeze in a moment!"

Shang Zhen wanted to tease Leng Xiaozhi again, but when he saw Leng Xiaozhi's bright eyes full of desire, he didn't say anything anymore. He took the pen and wrote crookedly on the photo. , the words "for the rest of my life" are more awkward than an old cockroach.

"You're so stingy, you're going to write about your whole life!" Leng Xiaozhi said angrily, but she still put the pen away.

But just when she was about to put away Shang Zhen's "signed photo", Shang Zhen suddenly said: "Get down, these idiots are really catching up with you!"

Leng Xiaozhi was frightened when he heard what Shang Zhen said, and he stuffed the photo into the pocket of his coat.

She didn't have any coat herself, but this coat was given to her by Shang Zhen and others when they were pretending to be the Northeast Army before passing the checkpoint.

There was really movement on the road below, but it was a truck driving over, and the truck stopped at the high hill. Since Shang Zhen and Leng Xiaozhi were at the high point of the hill, they couldn't see Very clear.

The two of them saw someone jumping out of the truck and looking at the snow on the road with guns in hand. Needless to say, they were looking for their footprints.

"It's from the military command," Leng Xiaozhi said.

Shang Zhen and the others were only about a hundred meters away from those people. The clothes the other party wore were so miscellaneous that they did not belong to the Northeast Army.

"I don't understand why they are all Chinese and have such a big hatred?" Shang Zhen said in a low voice.

His tone was a bit complicated, ranging from incomprehension to emotion to sighing.

"Class struggle." Leng Xiaozhi said.

"What?" Shang Zhen didn't understand. He really didn't know what class struggle meant.

"The rich and powerful people are in the same group, and the poor people are in the same group. If the rich and powerful people don't let the people live, if the people hate the rich and take advantage of the big ones, then they will fight.

This is how the original peasant uprisings came about, and it is the same now. "Leng Xiaozhi explained.

Shang Zhen said nothing, but he felt that this was really the case.

At this time, I saw people getting off the truck already starting to search along both sides of the road, obviously looking for footprints.

"There are only about ten people in total, they are really brave!" Shang Zhen said angrily.

"You don't want to do anything to them, do you? There are many of them." Leng Xiaozhi reminded.

"It's not a matter of large numbers of people and few people." Shang Zhen replied, "If they see the two of us, no, if they see my footprints, we can't do anything even if they don't do it.

However, we have to think of some tricks, hitting people hard is a bit much! "

Shang Zhen said as he was thinking about it, there were about ten people getting out of the car, so there must be two or three left in the car!

In Shang Zhen's mind, it is better to do less than to do more. If the other party does not find his footprints, then of course it is better not to fight.

But only after a while, Leng Xiaozhi said: "It's bad for them to stand there again!"

Shang Zhen is an experienced veteran.

He and Leng Xiaozhi came onto the road from the other end.

Because this section of the road is on a high hill, there is no snow, so there are no footprints on the road.

When walking from the road to this hill, Shang Zhen deliberately put Leng Xiaozhi off his shoulders when he got off the road, and walked over with Leng Xiaozhi on his back.

Then he went back and used mugwort branches to treat his and Leng Xiaozhi's footprints.

But no matter how you deal with it, there will eventually be some traces left where he scratched it.

And now those military agents were left in the traces he had cleaned. It was obvious that they had been discovered!