Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

"Whoo~"

Du Weiguo opened his mouth and exhaled a breath of white smoke.

At this moment, he was sitting on the leather sofa, his eyes squinted, his face expressionless, and he couldn't see the slightest emotion.

This is the People's Hotel located in the center of Nur-Sultan. It was originally called the St. Regis Hotel and is the most luxurious hotel in the area. It is now state-owned.

From assassinating Bourne in Budapest, to rescuing Manny, destroying the cult stronghold, and then rushing all the way to Nur-Sultan, Du Weiguo has not slept a wink for two days and two nights.

And because the matter involved Yang Caiyu, Du Weiguo's heart was tense and he was thinking very hard.

Although according to his monster physique, his body can definitely still survive, his spirit is already exhausted.

In addition, the airport in Nur-Sultan did not have a ready-made spare aircraft. It turned out that the aircraft needed to be refueled and urgently maintained.

The most important thing is that the cunning bastard Stinger slipped away again, and the original schedule needed to be temporarily adjusted, so Du Weiguo also had some time to rest.

"Wesley, please change your clothes. Further north, we'll reach Siberia. It's extremely cold there."

At this moment, Natasha walked in from the outside carrying a travel bag. She was also looking tired from the hard work and her steps were a little unsteady.

She is not a pervert like Du Weiguo. She has been exhausted physically and mentally after following him to the extreme for a day and a night.

Du Weiguo pressed his temples, slowly opened his eyes, put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, and said nothing.

Natasha sat across from him, lit a cigarette herself, and forced herself to ask:

"Wesley, the plane is almost ready. What are you going to do next? Should you go directly to the border of Outer Mongolia to pick up your wife, or should you go to Siberia and continue to hunt down Stinger?"

Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows and glanced at her, speaking calmly:

"Natasha, have you found the mole?"

The mole he was talking about was the mole hiding in the KGB. The whereabouts of this poisonous thorn were too evil. He sought advantages and avoided disadvantages, as if divine help came from him.

Based on his current performance, there are only two possibilities, either he has the ability to foresee the future, or there must be a spy tipping him off.

Natasha nodded confidently:

"Even the chairman of our security committee has personally investigated this matter, and now we have some initial clues."

The National Security Committee is the full name of the KGB, and the chairman of the Security Committee is Nikonov. Like him, a high-ranking and powerful man who is responsible for everything.

It is absolutely a fantasy to actually personally interrogate the affairs of a mole. This shows how much he values ​​Du Weiguo.

Upon hearing this, Du Weiguo immediately sat up straight, his tone was sharp and even a little anxious:

"Where? Outer Mongolia or China?"

Seeing Du Weiguo's fierce reaction, Natasha was a little surprised:

"Wesley, don't worry. There is only a preliminary scope of suspicion at present, and it has not been completely determined."

Du Weiguo suddenly stood up, his eyes flashed with ferocity, his body was filled with evil energy, and his voice was as low as the cold wind from the Nine Nether Hell:

"Natasha, have you ever thought that if this mole was in China now, Yang Caiyu might be in danger.

Also, are you sure this bastard Stinger went to Siberia? If he had just made a false shot, he would have entered the territory of China~"

Just when Natasha was about to explain, Du Weiguo held her shoulders, his eyes were dark, and he said solemnly:

"Natasha, you should know very well how important she is in my heart. If something happens to her, I will lose my mind.

If I go crazy, I don’t know what I can do. You can’t afford it, and neither can Nikonov. "

Staring directly into Du Weiguo's cold, sharp eyes, Natasha felt like her soul had been pierced.

When I heard his serious threat again, the thorns all over my body stood up instantly, I broke out in cold sweat, and my face turned pale as paper.

This was not a threat, but a declaration that if something happened to Yang Caiyu, Du Weiguo would most likely drag the entire KGB with him.

He can say it and he can do it!

"Okay, I, I understand. I will contact the chairman immediately and make sure to ensure the safety of your wife."

Du Weiguo nodded first, then shook his head:

"Okay. In addition, please help me make arrangements immediately. I want to enter the country immediately and I want to take her out myself."

"What? You want to enter the country!"

Natasha was so shocked that she involuntarily raised her voice.

What is Du Weiguo's identity?

He now has many labels on him, including the number one person in the dark world, the evil god who kills people everywhere, a billionaire, a dictatorial warlord, the actual controller of the Triangle, the CIA black list, and even the top of all intelligence agencies.

In addition to these identities, he is also a living dead, a living dead who died in Dian Province two years ago.

After leaving the country for more than two years, Du Weiguo has never returned to China, at least to everyone's knowledge, he has never gone back.

He is no longer a nameless little person now, but a big shot that reaches the sky. Every move he makes affects the nerves of countless people.

The Evil God returns to his country, which is an earth-shattering event, even if he just goes back to pick up his wife.

Du Weiguo nodded, stretched out his hand to hold her shoulders, and said in a meaningful tone:

"Yes, I want to enter the country immediately, immediately. Natasha, you are the only one who knows about this matter at the moment."

Upon hearing this, Natasha couldn't help but shudder. She was so smart, of course she understood Du Weiguo's unexpected intention.

At present, only she knows the news about his entry. If this news leaks out, it must be her fault. When the time comes, she will die without any luck.

"Yes, I, I understand, Wesley, don't worry, I will arrange it properly."

Natasha lowered her eyebrows and looked down upon her. The KGB Swallow, who was always aggressive and decisive, looked like a docile Persian cat in front of Du Weiguo.

The next day, early in the morning.

In the canteen of a military camp outside Jining City, Yang Caiyu slowly put down the enamel bowl, wiped the corners of his mouth, and burped happily.

After two months of hard work in the devil's training camp, she was no longer the frail and delicate girl she was before. Her demeanor was tainted with a strong military style, especially eating, which was called ravenous.

She had just shown off several large bowls of steaming Erhe Noodle Soup in one go. She was sweating on her forehead, her face was rosy, and her whole body was warm.

Even though the pimple soup is just a bit shabby, it is a small stove specially made for her by Liao Ying. It has enough oil and salt, and eggs are specially added. It is considered to be a first-class meal.

At the dinner table, Tang Ahong rested her cheeks on the table and stared at her with envy:

"Caiyu, I'm so envious of you. You actually eat so much and still have such a good figure. Isn't that just unreasonable?"

Needless to say, Yang Caiyu's current appetite is really scary, and he eats much more than the most ferocious pot-bellied man.

The key is that she is not fat at all, and her figure is still slender, which makes people a little jealous.

Although in this era, supplies are scarce, there are not many obese people, and there is no way to lose weight, but with Yang Caiyu's favorable conditions, it is not difficult to eat every meal.

Just when Yang Caiyu was about to speak, Liao Hongze pushed open the door of the cafeteria and walked over with a gust of cold wind.

She quickly stood up and greeted politely: "Good morning, Liao Ying."

Liao Hongze's face showed an obvious look of weathered fatigue. He briefly glanced at the bottomed rice bowl on the dining table, and a flash of surprise flashed across his eyes.

Fortunately, he is also a wealthy man, and his tone did not show it:

"Comrade Yang Caiyu, Comrade Tang Ahong, good morning, are you all full?"

Yang Caiyu was quite calm and replied generously: "I'm very full, Liao Ying, thank you for your hospitality."

Tang Ahong also stood up and said politely: "The taste is very good. We are full and good. Thank you Liao Ying." Liao Hongze has a typical military style. After a few pleasantries, he goes straight to the topic without any delay:

"You're welcome, two comrades, the wind and snow outside have stopped. I have received an order from my superiors to set off immediately and send you to Eren City (Erenhot) immediately."

"Ok."

Yang Caiyu is also very straightforward and concise.

However, Tang Ahong has a warm-hearted character. At best, it sounds like the heart of the ancient world, but at worst, she has the heart of the Holy Mother. She couldn't help but ask one more question:

"Liao Ying, what happened to the train we took when we came here?"

Upon hearing this, Liao Hongze frowned slightly and said vaguely:

"I'm not particularly sure. I must have returned to Jining Station by now."

Tang Ahong was quite dissatisfied with the answer. Her eyebrows stood up. Just as she was about to continue asking questions, she was interrupted by Yang Caiyu.

"Ahong, Liao Ying is in the army and can't handle civil affairs, so don't make things difficult for him."

Yang Caiyu found a specious reason and casually dealt with Tang Ahong.

With her clear mind, she realized in an instant that the train was most likely at the wrong place, otherwise, Liao Ying would have sent them back to the train.

Under the current extreme weather conditions, the speed of trains must be far faster than that of roads, and they are also much safer.

In addition, although Yang Caiyu could not guess why there was a sudden problem with the railway tracks, she was keenly aware of the real reason behind it, which may not be simple.

Combined with the sudden demise of the forces behind Liao Hongze, as well as his cryptic attitude and silence, Yang Caiyu vaguely felt that there were some inexplicable and unknown forces playing games in the dark.

The undercurrent is surging and the clouds are treacherous!

And the root cause of this invisible game seems to be him who is about to leave the country, but in fact it is him.

It can only be him! Only him! Only then could he stir up such a huge storm and mobilize such terrifying energy.

Someone was trying to kill me and he was protecting me! Is he not far away from me anymore? Thinking of this, Yang Caiyu couldn't help but tremble a little.

It’s not that far from Jining to Eren, only about 350 kilometers. A few dozen kilometers further north is Outer Mongolia.

If the weather and road conditions are normal, it will probably take less than 5 hours to drive there.

However, although the terrible snowstorm around Jining has stopped today, the fierce white-haired wind has not stopped. It is not only freezing to the bone, but also the car is blown left and right.

In this day and age, the road conditions were already unsatisfactory, and after being ravaged by violent storms and snow for several days, they became even more miserable.

Many sections of the road are even completely buried in snow and are no longer visible to the naked eye.

From 8 o'clock to 12 o'clock, for a full four hours, the two Gas Jeeps that Yang Caiyu and the others took only advanced a mere 4 kilometers and got stuck in the wilderness no-man's land between Jining and Sunit Right Banner.

Looking around, there is endless whiteness all around. Not to mention cars and people, there is not even a ghost.

In this kind of fatal extreme weather, no one with a right mind would go out until they die.

The house leaked, but it rained all night, and the boat was late and encountered a strong wind! When we got here, the leading car seemed to be dead, but it just stalled and stalled.

At this moment, Liao Hongze looked like a snowman, his face covered with hoarfrost. He opened the car door and sat back, suddenly bringing in a biting cold wind.

"How's it going? Liao Ying, has the car been repaired?"

Stirred by the cold wind, Tang Ahong shivered subconsciously, pressed the hood of her cotton hat and asked.

Liao Hongze wiped the hoarfrost on his face, rubbed his hands, and shook his head dejectedly: "No, the weather is too cold, and the water tank is frozen."

I raised my hand and glanced at my watch. It would get dark in four hours. At night, the temperature here could drop to minus 4 degrees.

If you don't enter the city by then and stay in the unobstructed snowfield, you may freeze to death, and you may also face unpredictable variables.

Liao Hongze also had a decisive temper, and he made a decision almost instantly, but his tone was slightly anxious:

"In this case, two comrades, let's change to the rear car immediately and continue moving forward."

Tang Ahong's eyes widened immediately: "Huh? Liao Ying, the back car can't accommodate so many people. What should I do with this car?"

Liao Hongze replied in a deep voice: "The comrades in the rear car stayed where they were, waiting for rescue."

Tang Ahong's hopeless Mary's disease relapsed: "How can we do that? It's such a cold weather, if the rescue doesn't come in time~"

But this time, even Yang Caiyu didn't stop her. Although she was smart, she was not hard-hearted after all.

And she knew better than Tang Ahong what would happen if she was left in this ice and snow without waiting for rescue. She couldn't sit back and watch others die for him.

"Two comrades, I have received a fatal mission. I must deliver you safely to Eren as quickly as possible, at any cost!"

Liao Hongze's tone was very serious, decisive, almost cold, and the meaning of his words was self-evident. In order to complete the task, he would not hesitate to sacrifice.

Tang Ahong, who didn't know why, was stunned immediately, but Yang Caiyu couldn't help it anymore and blurted out:

"Liao Ying, is someone chasing us? Who is it?"

She originally wanted to say chase him, but when the words came to her lips, she abruptly changed it to target.

Upon hearing this, Liao Hongze's pupils shrank slightly for an instant, but there was no wave on his face and his voice was still muffled:

"I don't know. I was just following orders."

Yang Caiyu bit her lip and said slowly, word by word:

"Liao Ying, if we return immediately, drag this broken car and follow the ruts we came from.

You should have time to return to the camp before dark. Even if you don't arrive, you can pass by the pastoral point and stay overnight, so that no one will die. "

Hearing her proposal, Liao Hongze's eyes flickered and hesitated, but after being silent for a while, he still rejected it.

"No, the mission I received is to reach Eren as quickly as possible."

Yang Caiyu also denied it unceremoniously:

"No! Liao Ying, your mission is to get us to Eren safely as quickly as possible. Safety is the most important thing."

Before Liao Hongze could refute, Yang Caiyu raised her voice and continued to speak:

“It’s at least nearly 100 kilometers from here to the nearest town, Sunit Right Banner, and it’s still no man’s land. According to the current speed, it’s impossible to arrive before dark.

The weather conditions are so bad. If something goes wrong on the way, we will have no way out and can only wait to die. By then, not only will your comrades be sacrificed, but your mission will also fail. "

"Uh~" Liao Hongze was speechless, his eyes obviously hesitant.

"Yes, yes! Liao Ying, we are all (revolutionary) comrades. We came out together, so naturally we must arrive safely together. We must not leave any comrade behind!"

Tang Ahong was also a discerning person. When she found out there was a way, she quickly offered her help.

At 9 o'clock in the evening, there is a pastoral spot called Miaogou, 30 kilometers north of Jining City.

Liao Hongze was finally persuaded to return. He didn't want to sacrifice his men for nothing. Besides, the steps given by Yang Caiyu were reasonable enough, so he just went down the slope.

But Yang Caiyu, the crow's mouth, also made a prophecy.

Around 3 o'clock in the afternoon, it started to snow again, and it was overwhelming. Not long after, the only gas car that could still drive was lying down.

Fortunately, this place was not far from the Miaogou pastoral point. Liao Hongze found a nearby herdsman to hitch a horse to a sledge and brought everyone to the pastoral point. (End of chapter)