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"MD, hurry up, don't dawdle┴, move forward."

"Any goods must be inspected, and those with warrants and approval slips should go to the front for inspection."

"Everyone took off their hats and head wraps, and raised their heads for inspection."

In front of the last checkpoint on the War Preparation Highway, military uniformed agents shouted loudly in the line waiting to pass. Hearing what he said, the smugglers who were still a little worried were instantly relieved.

Check it out, as long as the military still recognizes the warrants and approval slips, otherwise they will spend so much money in vain, but everyone is also guessing what happened and why the inspection for entering the occupied areas has become so strict.

A businessman who often walked this way passed a cigarette to the officers and soldiers he knew and chatted for a few words. After returning, he revealed a piece of news to everyone.

The military made such a big commotion today because a police officer from the Ministry of the Interior defected, and someone saw him haunting Wan County, so the checkpoints checked the passing pedestrians and vehicles one by one.

As he said that, the person also pointed to the wanted notice posted on the trees on both sides of the road. On it was a mimeographed photo of Xing Hanliang in uniform┴, and the reward was as high as two thousand oceans.

What is quite black humorous is that after hearing this, the black market merchants immediately scolded traitor┴ out of righteous indignation, and blurted out all kinds of fragrant words, as if this could clear up their suspicion of being an enemy.

Amid the noise, Mou Zhiye, who was wearing a coarse cotton padded jacket, quietly withdrew from the crowd, went back to the carriage and straightened the saddle, and glanced around the checkpoint secretly.

While making sure that the environment was safe, he secretly scolded Xing Hanliang for causing harm to others. If the other party hadn't defected, he would not have offended Zuo Zhong, and thus was humiliated by Xu Enzeng many times.

Now it is because of the other party that his road to "freedom" is full of twists and turns. Under such strict inspections, once the hidden weapons on the carriage are found, he will immediately reveal his identity.

Mou Zhiye glanced around, took out a small bag from under the frame, squeezed into the crowd again, and came back a few minutes later empty-handed.

Just at this time, a second lieutenant of the Guojun led the people to surround the carriage, opened the wooden box on the carriage roughly, dug out a perpetual calendar and New Year pictures from it, and threw them on the ground.

The old lady on the side sat in the corner with her eyes closed, her right hand resting on the fence trembling slightly, which proved that her heart was not peaceful, but luckily no one noticed this scene.

Mou Zhiye, who was not far away, was startled when he saw this, and quickly stopped the second lieutenant to explain: "Sir, sir, don't scare the old man, I am a villager nearby, and I make a living by selling groceries.

It's not the New Year's Eve, so I'm going to sell some New Year's goods across the street. The old mother is worried that I will go to the devil's territory alone and insist on following. If you don't believe me, look, this is our ID. "

As he spoke, he took out the documents and road signs issued by the local police station and garrison in Wanxian County, and at the same time skillfully sandwiched several banknotes between the documents, like a small businessman struggling to survive.

The second lieutenant opened the ID and smiled when he saw the hundreds of French coins inside, then put the money in his pocket calmly, asked a few casual questions, returned the ID, and raised his hand to beckon to the next car.

After walking a few meters, the man took off his military cap and scratched his head. The eyes of a man dressed as a salesman in the line lit up, and he secretly changed the direction of the almonds under his feet, aiming at Mou Zhiye who was picking up goods with his head down.

Xing Hanliang, who was lurking in the woods by the roadside, saw the agreed signal, took a deep breath and walked out, swaggeringly mixed in the crowd and slowly approached the carriage without attracting anyone's attention.

The sun gradually rose, and the team waiting for the inspection moved forward a little bit.

When they found a truck full of rice, the soldiers who searched found a package in the compartment, which contained a loaded pistol that could be fired at any time.

Although the military needs money from smugglers, there is a red line that cannot be crossed, that is, the delivery of weapons is strictly prohibited. After all, this is related to their own safety, and no one dares to be careless.

The officers and soldiers at the checkpoint immediately raised their vigilance, pulled the bolts one after another, looked at the crowd coldly with sharp eyes, and put their fingers on the trigger.

The owner of the truck turned pale with fright. He was just selling some grain to the Japanese, so why did this happen to him? He immediately jumped to swear.

"Misunderstanding, this is not my product. Someone must be trying to frame me. If I tell a lie, God will accept me."

Regarding his explanation, the Guojun officer in charge of the inspection ignored it at all, ordered the seizure of all the people and goods involved in the convoy, and announced a stricter investigation of the remaining personnel.

Teams of heavily armed soldiers surrounded them from different angles, and they seemed to shoot immediately when they found suspicious persons. Several barriers were placed at the intersection leading to the occupied area to prevent anyone from forcibly breaking through.

Everyone in the line was dissatisfied, but they didn't dare to object, so they stood obediently and waited. The instigator, Mou Zhiye, was extremely calm, and even took out a water bottle to drink a few sips of water.

"Please let it go."

Suddenly, a beggar squeezed out of the crowd and came not far away from him. His accent didn't look like Wanxian's. Mou Zhiye turned his head to look curiously, and then his eyes widened.

The person who came turned out to be Xing Hanliang on the wanted warrant. Although the other party had disguised his face and looked rather embarrassed, he, a professional intelligence officer, couldn't hide it from him.

Seeing the "enemy", Mou Zhiye was immediately furious, but then he realized that it was not good. Xing Hanliang must be like a frightened bird now, and he shouldn't look at the other party.

Sure enough, perhaps sensing that someone was watching, Xing Hanliang suddenly turned his head to look at Mou Zhiye, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, he rushed over with a stride, and pressed a Zilaide against his abdomen, threatening in a low voice.

"Don't move, shut up if you want to survive, as long as you can take me out of customs, I can give you a lot of money when I get to the Japanese occupied area, otherwise don't blame me for not being good at it.

You just said that the old lady in the car is your old lady. If you don’t want her to have an accident, just be obedient. I’ll say it again, I just want to go to the enemy-occupied area, and I will never hurt innocent people unless necessary. "

After the harsh words, Xing Hanliang poked Mou Zhiye with the barrel of the gun again, reminding the other party not to play tricks, and then retracted the right hand holding the gun into his sleeve, ready to jump into the carriage.

Mou Zhiye gritted his teeth, new hatred and old hatred welled up in his heart, wishing to expose Xing Hanliang on the spot, but reason told him not to act rashly, at worst, he would kill this bastard in the Japanese occupied area.

If it wasn't for the fear of being exposed, with the kung fu of the other party's three-legged cat, he could subdue it with one hand. Even if Xing Hanliang had a gun, it would be useless. The gun is powerful, but it depends on who has it.

Unexpectedly, when he thought about it, a thug shopkeeper appeared out of nowhere, pointed at the two of them and yelled loudly.

"They have guns!"

With the sound of a shot, the crowded crowd dispersed immediately. Everyone looked at the three of Mou Zhiye in horror. Mou Zhiye, who was worried about his mother's safety, even wanted to kill someone.

Did he have a grudge against Xing Hanliang in his previous life? The other party not only made him desperate, but also kidnapped the person he cared about the most. Even if this guy was killed, he, the "accomplice" of the wanted criminal, would definitely be investigated afterwards. Now It's all over.

Looking at the soldiers surrounding him, the desperate Mou Zhiye felt angry from his heart, and he decided to fight Xing Hanliang to let his mother leave safely no matter what.

Just when he moved his feet and tried to jump up and pounce on the opponent, Xing Hanliang pulled his coat, revealing the densely packed explosives, raised the gun with his right hand and pointed at the old lady, and firmly grasped the fuse with his left hand and shouted.

"Anyone who dares to run will detonate the bomb, and none of us will survive. If you don't believe me, you can try it and see if you can run past the explosion. If you don't want to die, come close to me.

And those officers outside, don't shake the guns in your hands, the fuse only burns for 2 seconds, as long as you don't kill Xing with a single shot, everyone here will die. "

The people who were just about to scatter for their lives wisely stopped when they heard the words above, it wasn't that they didn't want to run, but the soldiers around them blocked all the way, even if they wanted to, they couldn't escape.

And this gang of damned Qiu Ba didn't know if they wanted to use them as meat shields, shouting in their mouths not to get rid of the spies, while driving the crowd towards the wanted criminals.

Looking at the ferocious wanted criminals and soldiers, under the threat of death, someone finally moved slowly towards the carriage. People with no military knowledge knew that they couldn't get out of the explosion range in 2 seconds.

Mou Zhiye was dumbfounded. He didn't expect Xing Hanliang to be so well prepared. Not only did he have weapons, but he also brought explosives. The other party might really be able to escape.

Thinking of this, his heart moved. It was too coincidental. He met Xing Hanliang just as he was about to enter the occupied area. Could this be a trap?

He looked suspiciously at the soldiers who came after hearing the sound, and found that these people's attention was on the other party┴, and no one cared about him at all, so he temporarily let go of his doubts.

However, Mou Zhiye was still not completely relieved, and still stared at Xing Hanliang intently. If it was really a trap, the other party, as Zuo Zhong's friend, would be a good shield.

At the same time, he quietly took the reins of the horse. The carriage itself is not important, but something on the carriage is very important. In the future, it will all depend on it.

"Everyone follow me, slowly approach the Japanese side, remember, as long as one person runs away, I will die with everyone, so you have to be careful of the people around you!"

At this time, Xing Hanliang loudly ordered the coerced people to go to the checkpoint, while he hid behind the crowd to avoid shooting from possible sharpshooters, and his reaction was very professional.

In the process of moving towards the occupied area, he did not forget to warn the soldiers who wanted to block the way: "Guojun brothers, there are so many people here, if you cause a lot of casualties, things will be serious.

At that time, public opinion will not let you go, and Shangfeng will not let you go. There is no need to risk your life for a few dollars a month in military pay. As long as Xing can reach the opposite side safely, I promise not to hurt anyone. "

Hearing these words, the soldiers blocking the way looked at each other and hesitated for a moment. The crowd took advantage of this gap and crossed the border.

Mou Zhiye was both surprised and delighted at the moment. Originally, there was a risk of being discovered through the checkpoint by using a false identity. Once Xing Hanliang's incident happened, he was blessed in a misfortune.

As for his mother's safety, he was not worried. According to the previous investigation by the Central Committee, Xing Hanliang was not a bad person, and he probably wouldn't shoot. Besides, it didn't make any sense to hurt an old man.

Seeing the Japanese-controlled area getting closer and closer, Mou Zhiye involuntarily quickened his pace. At this moment, a faint fire flashed on the distant hill, and a bullet flew towards everyone at high speed.