above the point of the knife

Chapter 336 Forced by the situation

In a blink of an eye, spring blossoms.

Markovich has lived in the abandoned lumber camp for more than four months, and the physical trauma has healed long ago, but the psychological trauma has not recovered so easily.

At the beginning, every night he would be awakened by the dream about the inhuman treatment he encountered in that ghostly place called "Bungalow".

If he wasn't a doctor himself and knew how to regulate his emotions, I'm afraid his spirit would have become more serious under such torment.

During this time, he learned to speak in Chinese. Although it was only a simple communication, it was much better than when he was captured.

Also, he made friends with the boy who took care of him, and there were only the two of them in the place during the long winter.

Although there is no shortage of food and drink here, it is really boring for two people to stay here. Apart from writing materials, Markovich has nothing else to do.

Except for the area where the camp is located, they dare not go further, because there is ice and snow everywhere. Once lost, it is impossible to find the way home. In the end, there is only the latter possibility, which is to freeze to death in the wild mountains .

Malkovich tried it once, but he was found and rescued by Ale. He lost half of his life. After recuperating for half a month, he never dared to go out alone again.

Ale is a lumberjack, and he is also an excellent hunter. He can bring back some game when he goes out occasionally.

The life of the two is a little monotonous, but at least they have no worries about food and clothing, but in terms of living habits, Malkovich was still a little uncomfortable at first.

But now, he is used to eating roasted sweet potatoes and sauerkraut, and has even learned to climb trees and set traps to hunt.

There are no cigarettes in the camp, only roasted tobacco leaves, which can be rolled and smoked by themselves, which is a traditional skill of the Soviet army.

Malkovich even worked on a simple cigarette rolling machine.

He wanted to leave here very much, because he wrote everything he could think of in his mind into a thick pile of materials.

The old man who brought him here told him that he could leave here only when he came.

He once proposed to ask A Le to send him away, as long as he is sent to a village with people, but A Le did not agree.

He doesn't know how long he will stay here, but this kind of hermit life away from the hustle and bustle of the city is really not suitable for him.

He felt that he might have gone from one extreme to the other.

Simply put, he was depressed.

Standing at the gate of the camp, Markovich saw a black spot with a bow and arrow in his binoculars coming along the rugged mountain road to disturb the defense line.

It was Ale who was out hunting and came back. He was holding a rabbit in his hand, it was gray and looked quite fat.

Tonight I can have another tooth sacrifice.

Malkovich came down from the observation turret, and quickly greeted A Le who had returned from outside the camp.

"Old horse, rabbit meat tonight!" A Le carried the chubby rabbit, which seemed to weigh four or five catties, and showed an innocent smile.

"it is good."

Malkovich took the rabbit happily: "I will cook tonight, just wait and taste my cooking."

"Ah."

Malkovich made roasted rabbit meat for A Le with the Russian method, and the two sat by the campfire, eating roasted rabbits and drinking low-quality shochu.

They don't have much wine left, and it is estimated that they will be completely out of cooking after drinking a few times, and the food can last for a while.

If it wasn't for Ah Le's diligence in hunting, they might have died long ago.

Markovich's fire-making skills were ready to start, and soon a fire was set up in the open space outside the camp.

Ale skinned the fat rabbit. The rabbit skin can be sold. Although it is worthless, it can always be exchanged for daily necessities such as salt.

The cleaned rabbit was handed over to Malkovich, and Ale was waiting for dinner. He didn't need to cook today, and he ate ready-made ones.

It was getting dark.

Markovich spread out the marinated whole rabbit with willow sticks, and slowly roasted it over the fire.

After a while, this tempting meaty aroma spread in the air.

The beagle that A Le subcontracted from outside the mountain lay at Malkovich's feet, staring at the roasted rabbit in his hand, those small eyes were fixed on him, and his mouth couldn't stop flowing down.

It was finally dark.

The temperature dropped sharply.

Malkovich also had to put on the wolf fur jacket that Ale made for him. In this mountain, the temperature difference between day and night is huge.

"Old Ma, I'm going down the mountain tomorrow. You and Little Tudou will stay here. The food at home is enough for you for half a month. If I haven't come back in half a month, you can leave by yourself." Ah Le said suddenly.

"Ale, what are you going to do?" Malkovich asked in surprise.

"It's been so long, and Dad hasn't come back, so I have to go find him." A Le said.

The old man was the old man who sent Malkovich to this abandoned logging camp. From his rescue to the time when he hid in this camp to recuperate, it was all arranged by him.

"Can you take me with you?"

"No, with your face, you will be noticed wherever you go. If you bring you, you and I will be exposed." A Le refused.

"But how would I go out without you?" Malkovich asked.

"I left you a map, I know you can understand the map, and I left you a compass, so that at least you won't get lost in the mountains, if you want to take it away, you can take it away, if you don't want to , just leave it and let it fend for itself!"

"No, if you don't come back on time, I'll take the little potato away and raise it," Malkovich said.

"It's up to you, I'll leave tomorrow morning." Ale nodded, drank the last sip of wine in the wine jar, got up and went back to the house to rest.

Malkovich was still sitting by the fire, Little Potato was lying on his legs, watching his master leave, but he didn't get up to follow, but looked up, showing a little reluctance, as if he knew Al is about to leave.

Regardless of whether Ale can come back this time, Malkovich is leaving, and suddenly there is a feeling of relief.

Lie down and let out a long breath towards the sky.

……

Germany has taken action against Norway and Denmark, and the news in the newspaper is three days later than the actual time, which is already quite efficient.

Zhou Sen knew that the Germans would make more and more moves in the future, and some things would not stop once they started.

Because there is a saying that goes well: There is no turning back when you shoot a bow.

"Brother, I gave Qiao Sanlang a sum of money..." On this day, Jiang Rou suddenly came to Zhou Sen and told him something.

"What, didn't I tell you that you can't have any contact with Qiao Sanlang anymore?" Zhou Sen was furious when he heard that.

"I think he really can't help it. Although he doesn't make money from opening a bookstore, he can still maintain it. But now he's opening this grocery store, and people get tricked when he buys..."

"You told me earlier, it's better if I give him money than you give money." Zhou Sen said.

"you……"

"The reason why I asked someone to get Qiao Sanlang out was that I wanted to use him to lure the underground party in Bingcheng to come out. What's the problem with me helping him?" Zhou Sen asked back.

"But, won't the Japanese suspect you? After such a long time, no one has come to look for Qiao Sanlang?"

"This is not a certainty. This underground party is so cunning. If it is determined that Qiao Sanlang has rebelled, they will naturally not go to him." Zhou Sen said, "It is easy to kill Qiao Sanlang, and he is not an important person anyway. , but if there is really a harvest, it will be big."

Jiang Rou understood that these were Zhou Sen's excuses, otherwise how could he persuade the Japanese to release Qiao Sanlang.

"Then don't I..."

"You didn't pay directly, did you?"

"No, I bought some old records from him, they are all worthless things." Jiang Rou explained.

"This is a reasonable excuse. For others, old records are worthless, and they don't even want them. But for you, it's different. You like to collect old records of operas, and Qiao Sanlang happens to have them. You even asked him to buy it, so it makes sense now." Zhou Sen analyzed it, and Yingshan estimated that he would come to him soon.

If he sent someone to watch Qiao Sanlang, he would definitely find out that Jiang Rou had met Qiao Sanlang.

Such a special person has something to do with Zhou Sen.

If Jiang Rou concealed it from him, it would be troublesome. Maybe if Yingshan made a sudden test, he would not know, and if she answered wrongly, Jiang Rou would be on the other party's list.

"Now that you have lost contact with the organization, you have to think twice before doing anything. If you have any doubts, you should consult with me immediately." Zhou Sen warned Jiang Rou sternly.

"I see, brother, next time I do something, I will discuss it with you as soon as possible." Jiang Rou nodded.

Zhou Sen's rare sternness and solemnity made her involuntarily think of the teacher who trained her to enter the profession.

"Okay, over there at Yingshan, I'll explain it for you. Don't worry, don't go to him again." Zhou Sen ordered.

"I see."

"Xiao Mori, Xiao Rou, what are you two doing in the study, come out for dinner soon." Bai Yulan's voice came in from outside.

"Come on, Xiaorou is asking me for the lines in the script." Zhou Sen pushed the door and went out.

Zhou Sen quickly explained.

"You still understand this?"

"You underestimate people, don't you? I've always dreamed of being a writer. I was forced to become a policeman to make a living." Zhou Sen chuckled.

"Let's eat."

"Where's Uncle Chang?" Zhou Sen went to the dining table and sat down on the main seat, but found that everyone was still there and Changbo was not in sight.

"Oh, he went out to do some business and will be back in a while. Let's eat first. I asked Ah Xiang to keep it for him." Bai Yulan explained.

"Yulan, it's getting dark today, and you still let Chang Bo go out to do errands, can't you do it every day?" Zhou Sen complained.

"A batch of tea leaves we bought from Guannei arrived, and they were stored at the train station. Chang Bo was not at ease. After all, once the tea leaves got wet, it would be troublesome. So when he heard the news, he thought about transporting the tea back. Rest assured at home!" Bai Yulan explained.

"Even if you're afraid that the tea leaves will get wet, don't worry about this night. Isn't the tea transportation done with waterproof treatment!" Zhou Sen said.

"That's right, Chang Bo probably didn't go very far, or else someone chased him back?"

"Forget it, I'll go if I go, and there's no need to chase it back." Zhou Sen hurriedly waved his hands, "Let's eat first."

After eating, Zhou Sen went into the study.

Bai Yulan stayed in the living room, chatting with Jiang Rou, Aunt Chun and the others about the family affairs, and there were endless whispers between women.

"Miss."

It was Chang Bo's voice, and Aunt Chun got up to open the door.

Chang Bo came in and saw the people in the room, so he naturally had some things to say, but he couldn't say it clearly, so he hurriedly said: "Miss, the goods are all brought back, the amount is not bad, do you want to count them?"

"Changbo, there's no rush. You eat first, and we'll talk after you're done." Bai Yulan nodded slightly, and Changbo responded okay.

"Okay, then I'll go eat first." Chang Bo glanced at Bai Yulan before leaving, obviously he wanted to say something, but in front of Jiang Ruan and Aunt Chun, it was difficult to say.

……

"Xiao Mori, Ah Xiang and I will go to the warehouse to check the goods brought back by Uncle Chang, and I will be back in a while." Bai Yulan greeted.

"Do you want to go tomorrow? It's so late and it's too dark in the warehouse?" Zhou Sen hurriedly got up and said, "You're pregnant, so don't worry about it too much. Changbo is doing things, you have nothing to worry about."

"It's okay. I can't sit still all the time. I'm not going to another place, or at home. Besides, Ah Xiang is with me. It will only take a while. If I don't go check it out, Chang Bo will feel uncomfortable." Can't let go." Bai Yulan explained.

"Okay, be careful." Zhou Sen nodded in agreement without thinking too much.

In the warehouse of Ningxiang Pavilion.

Chang Bo followed Bai Yulan step by step, reporting to her in a voice that only two people could not hear.

Ah Xiang stayed at the door of the warehouse to watch the wind.

"Xiao Le came from the old camp and asked us, what should we do with the Soviet military officer?" Chang Bo asked in a low voice.

"Changbo, what do you think?"

"Right now, the Japanese and puppet crusade troops in various places are preparing to enter the mountains to encircle the anti-Japanese and anti-Japanese troops. He has a Soviet-Russian face, no identity, and he is not familiar with the place where he was born. He can be easily recognized."

"What about the passage inside the pass?" Bai Yulan asked.

"In Mongolia, we have a line, but it has long been out of use. Once it is activated, I am worried that there will be a risk of exposure. Moreover, for the sake of a Soviet Russian officer, we can't take such a big risk." Chang Bo said, " Then the Chongqing side knows that the appointment of an official to make a wish will not give any practical benefits, why should you clean up the mess left by the old horse?"

"It's all for the resistance against Japan. If it wasn't for this, Lao Ma wouldn't have been killed. Fortunately, his identity has not been revealed, otherwise we would have been blacklisted by the Japanese long ago." Bai Yulan sighed. .

"But my uncle..."

"This matter has nothing to do with him. Although he helps the Japanese, he is reluctant in his heart. It's just the situation. Otherwise, we wouldn't let us fund anti-Japanese organizations like Thirteen Flying Eagles in the name of 'Mr. Ming' " Bai Yulan said.

"Is the uncle purely relying on his passion, or is he plotting something else?" Chang Bo asked.

"I made insinuations about this matter. He said that in order to save a way for the future, the invaders have never ended well. The Japanese must be defeated because their ambitions do not match their strength." Bai Yulan said slowly.

"Grandpa actually has such a vision?"

"If he wasn't so outstanding, how could I, Bai Yulan, fall in love with him?" Bai Yulan couldn't help raising the corners of her eyes slightly, and said proudly.

"Miss has a superior view of people since she was a child, and Lao Chang admires it." Chang Bo laughed dryly and offered a compliment.

(End of this chapter)