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Chapter 501 Ban Jun's Past

Squad Jun stepped on the loose coals and tried to lift his left foot to step over the top of the coal pile with his right foot. Suddenly, he felt as if all his strength had been emptied, and he fell forward and rolled to the back.

Shot.

This reminded him of the past when he was hit by a bullet from the northern army. At that time, because of the serious injury, he lay in bed for half a year. It was during this half year that he thought about many things.

When he was a child in school and when he first joined the army, Ban Jun also firmly believed that the bullying of the Chinese nation by foreign powers since modern times is due to the backwardness of science. As long as we devote ourselves to development and strengthen our national defense, we will be able to save China.

However, the dark reality of the collusion between the warlords and the great powers, the open betrayal of the Nationalist government, and the wanton exploitation and oppression of the capitalists made him feel very depressed, but he could not change it.

So during his recuperation period, he began to think, began to seek higher truths of saving the country, and began to read. From reading, he wanted to understand the old, see the new, understand the past, and infer the future.

Although the old warlords were overthrown at that time, the new national government perverted internally, robbed territory, rejected dissidents, and slaughtered underground party members and innocent people every day, causing the people to live in dire straits.

They open their markets to the outside world and act as compradors of imperialism. China is full of foreign goods, especially Japanese goods. The Japanese use the money they earn from China to make bullets to kill Chinese people.

Not long after the Lucheng tragedy happened, he further saw clearly the essence of the Japanese imperialist invasion of China, and also saw clearly the ugly face of a certain leader who did not resist and crazily suppressed internally.

Fortunately, the patients in the same ward saw his distress and told him many things intentionally or unintentionally, so that he finally chose the red faith and firmly embarked on the road of life isolation.

Later, he lost his comfortable life and his favorite army, and entered the Hangzhou Police Academy according to the orders of his superiors. After graduation, he entered the customs anti-smuggling department through the relationship of the old chief.

Squad Jun was lying on the ground recalling, the severe pain in his shoulder blades made him a little dizzy, he seemed to see his guide and superior, the one who seemed to never change his life.

— Zhang Anren.

When he learned the news of the other party's sacrifice, he was deeply saddened, but in order not to arouse suspicion, he could only hold back his tears, and laughed at the stupidity of the red head together with the laughing Guo Party officials.

But these people will never understand that the red heads in their mouths are willing to give their lives, not for the glory and wealth, not for fame and fortune, but for the future of the nation.

Just in case Zhang Anren met Zhang Anren, and the other party asked him if he had won the battle, how would he answer, no, he couldn't die, the captured comrades had not been transferred, and the battle had not yet been won.

He had to persevere, and he had to tell Zhang Anren that the cause he had worked so hard for all his life had succeeded. There was no oppression, bullying, and war, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, and the country was prosperous and strong.

It will happen, it will happen.

"Boatman?"

"Boatman."

In a blur, Ban Jun seemed to hear someone calling him, so he opened his eyes with all his strength. A man in police uniform was holding a light machine gun and was looking at him anxiously.

He recognized who the person in front of him was. This was Lao Liu who was in charge of the armed rescue. The rescue of so many comrades was all due to the manpower arranged by the other party at Tiger Bridge. Ban Jun asked a difficult question.

"Pastor, are you all on board?"

"We're all on the boat, and I'll wait for you, Comrade Boatman." Lao Liu helped the squadron up with all his strength, let him lean on the coal pile, and said in his mouth, "I brought guards to help you evacuate."

"Don't worry about me, go to the top to build a defensive position. These spies are very powerful. Don't let them entangle the actors and comrades. The enemies in Jinling City will come to support them soon, so we can't delay."

Ban Jun waved his hand and said that the previous bullet hit his left shoulder from behind and shot out from his chest, causing a lot of blood loss. At this time, the clothes on his body were already soaked in blood.

Fortunately, if he didn't want to climb over the coal pile and moved his body forward, maybe the bullet would hit the back or the head directly, in which case it would mean death.

Old Liu Wenyan looked at his wound, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll take someone to cover the actors and them, you can take a good rest here, and when it's safe, the three of us must have a good drink."

Ban Jun didn't answer, but just blinked, with a little smile in his eyes, they are all intelligence officers, how could they drink, the other party was afraid that he would fall asleep, so they just made a joke.

Lao Liu patted him on the shoulder vigorously, got up and led his men to climb up the third row of coal piles, and set up a light machine gun on the top. Speaking of this, I have to thank Xu Enzeng again for his great assistance.

If this guy hadn't bought a lot of submachine guns for insurance, Meng Ting and Ban Jun would never have been able to resist for such a long time. This light machine gun was also a big help to the underground party.

A few tens of meters away from here, Zuo Zhong squatted behind the coal pile, watching Gui Youguang command the spies to throw the smoke bomb back, but his left eyelid kept twitching, and he always felt a little flustered.

What's going on, what happened, even though he has always sneered at such feudal superstitions, he has to think about it, after all, Ban Jun is opposite him.

A few years ago, Zuo Zhong was admitted to the Police Academy. He left his hometown and went to Hangzhou to study alone, but he was excluded by other students in school because of his personality, thanks to the care and guidance of the other students.

Usually, if he couldn't complete the study tasks of the police academy, Ban Jun would go to the district captain to plead for mercy. If the big brother hadn't been helping him, Zuo Zhong wouldn't be able to complete his studies at all, so how would he be able to achieve his present glory.

A drink and a peck are all pre-determined.

Both the original Zuo Zhong and the new Zuo Zhong should receive this kindness of care. No one in this world has to be nice to anyone. The kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by the spring. Today, I must save the life of the squadron.

As he was thinking, a small agent sent by Wu Chunyang ran over to report: "Section Chief, the brother who attacked the position hit an underground party member, but he was also wounded by the other party."

Hit the underground party?

Zuo Zhong stood up slowly, feeling dizzy for a moment. There was indeed a gunshot before, and he thought it was his subordinates suppressing the shooting, but he didn't expect to hit someone from the underground party.

His temple was throbbing non-stop, and he asked in an unusually flat tone: "Oh? Who was hit? Did you kill him? Send the injured brother to the rear immediately, stop the bleeding and bandage first."

"The report is a middle-aged man in a sailor suit. Our people should have shot this person in the back or the back of the head. After being shot, the other party rolled to the back of the coal pile. It is impossible to determine and record the results of the battle."

The little spy replied honestly, and then continued to ask for instructions: "Section Chief, and Section Chief Wu asked if we should let the people on the side of the office come to help. All the arrested prisoners have boarded the ship, and the chimney of the freighter is smoking."

Zuo Chong almost fainted after listening to it. Before in the telescope, the squadron was wearing a sailor suit, and the back and back of the head were the fatal parts. Once hit, there was almost no possibility of any treatment.

Whenever there is a major event, there is calmness.

He silently recited the sentence several times, the matter may not be so bad, not to mention that the person who was shot may not be the squad army, even if it is the squad army, it is still impossible to be sure whether the other party is really dead.

"Senior?"

The little spy asked cautiously, Chief Wu was still waiting for his reply, if he delayed his action, it would be a crime of beheading, so he ignored the fear and interrupted the section chief's thinking.

Zuo Zhong shook his head, temporarily forgetting the unease and fear in his heart, and said: "Tell you section chief, I agree with his opinion, but you must ensure the safety of the chief, do you hear me?"

"Yes."

The little spy stood at attention, turned around and ran away quickly, thinking that the fight should be over as soon as possible, these underground gangs are really stinky and hard stones in the latrine, and they still have a trick to deal with the spies.

Seeing the other party's disappearing back, Zuo Zhong raised his head and asked Gui Youguang: "How's the situation, have you seen the underground party, speed up, the freighter has started and will leave at any time."

"The other party has withdrawn. It seems that a defense line has been established at the third row of coal piles. Section Chief, the situation is a bit wrong. Do you want to send someone over to investigate and prevent these underground gangs from playing empty plans."

Gui Youguang slid down from the top, reported in a low voice, and loaded the Thompson submachine gun without any hassle, looking eager to fight, obviously thinking that it was time for a showdown.

Zuo Chong bit his lip, and it would be obvious if it dragged on any longer. The captured underground party had already been transferred, and the evacuation of the few operatives should be relatively easy. At worst, the water would be released at that time.

He took out a PPK sleeve and loaded it, and ordered: "Immediately let Wu Chunyang lead people forward to the second coal pile, cover the attack from a high place, and you and I lead people straight to the third coal pile. "

Gui Youguang was refreshed when he heard the order, and immediately followed the order. The effect of the long-term training finally appeared. The fighters were in place in less than 2 minutes, and all the personnel were in place in 3 minutes.

Zuo Zhong encountered the same problem as the big bald head. The cheap teacher Dai Chunfeng didn't know why he was crazy, so he came with support himself and pretended to be holding a brand new PPK.

"Hahahaha, Shen Mo, you've done a good job. You can break through the underground party's defenses at such a fast speed. Even the arrogant soldiers in the Southwest can't do it. The Secret Service is going to be famous this time."

Dai Chunfeng didn't give Zuo Zhong a chance to persuade him at all, and he laughed and praised him as soon as he came. With the red light on his face, he had to remind people of an old friend of the Secret Service, Director Xu Enzeng.

Zuo Zhong was worried, and on the surface he said respectfully: "The teacher has praised you. It's because of your good leadership. The students are just following orders. Please give me instructions on what to do next."

"Hey, you don't have to be humble. I heard that another underground party was killed at the scene. After the operation is over, remember to bring the corpses here and by the river back to the office. These are important evidence, so don't be careless."

Dai Chunfeng looked at his watch again: "I'll give you 5 minutes to wipe out the underground party members here. Be careful, this is related to the Secret Service and even your and my fate. Let's act."

(End of this chapter)