Zhao Minggui was extremely upset when he heard the news that his wife and son had been sent to Taiwan. When he was still in Hangzhou, he heard that some family members of military officers went to Taiwan first, but could not find jobs and were trapped in food and clothing.
This is a difficult situation. Some family members of military officers have turned into prostitutes to earn three meals a day.
Zhao Minggui sat on the train, his heart-wrenching thoughts and worries kept him awake all night. When he arrived in Jinan, he was like a lost ghost, walking alone in the dark night.
He no longer remembered how he checked into the hotel where he was waiting to be connected. He fell down on the big bed in the hotel and fell into a coma. He didn't eat or drink for two days and two nights. When he woke up occasionally, he thought about it in his heart.
He angrily cursed the Secrecy Bureau, Mao Renfeng, and even Pan Qiwu. These bastards actually used his wife and son to restrain him and make him work for those bastards!
Zhao Minggui missed his wife and son and almost suffered a nervous breakdown.
Just two days later, his first team member entered his room and contacted him.[
This is a woman named Xu Wenmei. She was the captain's telegraph operator at the Henan Station of the former Secrecy Bureau. This Xu Wenmei had just given birth to a child four months ago. It was at the time when she gave birth that she unexpectedly received the news that her man was
He was captured by the communist army on the battlefield, and his life and death are still uncertain.
While Xu Wenmei was nursing her four-month-old child in grief, she received the order to carry out a latent mission.
Xu Wenmei looked at the baby in her arms, tears welling up, and she was sad and sad, but there was nothing she could do. She did not dare to disobey the military order. She had no choice but to send the baby to her hometown in the countryside, carrying a suitcase containing the radio, and came to
Registration in Jinan.
It was already evening when Xu Wenmei entered Zhao Minggui's room. The room was half-dark and filled with a foul smell. She was shocked when she saw Zhao Minggui, who was pale, with messy hair, and fell asleep on the bed.
She leaned over the bed and asked softly: "Sir, what's wrong with you?"
Zhao Minggui looked at her forcefully and said quietly: "I'm going to die."
"Are you sick?" Xu Wenmei asked with concern.
"I'm going to die." Zhao Minggui's eyes had wandered away and he was looking at the dim roof.
"Have you eaten?" Xu Wenmei asked again.
"I'm going to die." Zhao Minggui's voice became lower and lower, almost inaudible.
Xu Wenmei saw depression and frustration in his eyes, as well as his pain and sadness. This mood was exactly the same as hers at this time. She felt that the officer lying on the bed was like a child who had lost his mother's love.
Isolated and helpless, what he needs most is her love.
She said softly: "Sir, don't be like this. Everything will pass and everything will be fine."
Zhao Minggui still said: "I'm going to die."
Xu Wenmei stared at Zhao Minggui curled up on the bed, feeling the depression and despair in his heart, which seemed to be the same as her own. She gently sat on the edge of the bed and stroked his forehead. His forehead was cold and dry.
Like a hungry baby, almost lifeless. This feeling made Xu Wenmei's heart move slightly.
Then, she held Zhao Minggui in her arms like she was holding her four-month-old child, and put his face against her chest. Then, as if in a dream, she naturally untied herself
She put on her clothes and brought the bulging vagina in front of him and into his mouth.
She waited for a moment, but there was no sucking feeling on her breasts. The man in her arms looked at her in bewilderment, as if he didn't know how to suck. She kneaded and squeezed her breasts, letting the warm
Milk flowed into his mouth.
She murmured: "Sir, be fine, no matter what happens, it will pass and everything will get better."
Late at night, the atmosphere in this semi-dark room became peaceful and quiet. The dying Zhao Minggui finally came to life in Xu Wenmei's arms. He vaguely felt that the Xu Wenmei in front of him looked like him.
His wife is just as good, as gentle and lovely. He will never be able to live without her in the future.
At this time, Zhao Minggui was like an unsatisfied child, crawling on Xu Wenmei's chest, sucking greedily. Xu Wenmei opened herself completely like a book, allowing him to touch and enter.[
In this way, two people who were grieving for the loss of their loved ones found the hope of survival in each other.
Zhao Minggui must survive. As for why, he doesn't want to think too much. He just wants to live.
This was also what Xu Wenmei told him later. They lived like husband and wife and relied on each other. Over the past few years, Zhao Minggui had regarded Xu Wenmei as his new wife, or in other words, as his wife.
Zhao Minggui has been lurking in Jinan for the past few years, and has been doing it both covertly and covertly. When he received telegrams from the bureau headquarters asking them to take "decisive action," he delayed it as long as he could. Or he reported an action plan and stated that it would be implemented on a certain day in a certain month. But in the end, he failed.
He used various excuses to say that the action could not be implemented for some reason and would be carried out later. In any case, all his actions were based on survival.
In 1955, the Korean War broke out. Jinan was an important transportation hub. Zhao Minggui sent telegrams three times a week, saying how many military trains passed through Jinan Station every day. As for the supplies transported by the military trains, he mostly reported based on his guess.
In the past few years, Zhao Minggui and his team have survived in this way. However, the records of the bureau headquarters have impressive results, and funds have been flowing in continuously.
However, at the end of last month, a telegram from his headquarters made him think a lot. The telegram ordered him to secretly transfer the entire team to Wuhan as soon as possible. After settling in, he should immediately contact the headquarters to prepare for accepting new tasks.
Xu Wenmei, a telegraph operator, saw the telegram first. She quietly discussed it with him while lying in bed at night.
"Agui, how is Wuhan?" she asked, leaning next to Zhao Minggui.
"One of the three largest furnaces on the Yangtze River." he answered.
"It will be very hot, it must be much hotter than Jinan."
"It's easy to say whether it's hot or not. I don't know what task we are given."
"We are doing well now, can we hold off?"
Zhao Minggui shook his head, "Judging from the tone in the telegram, it might be impossible not to go." When he said this, he couldn't help but sigh. "Amei, it's better to be still than to move. The whole group has gone over, it's a new place again,
I'm worried something will happen."
Xu Wenmei didn't want to see the man next to her sad, so she reached under him and touched his thing, hoping that he would feel comfortable. She said softly: "Agui, you are so smart and cautious, why?
We can all cope with it. We will be fine, just relax."
Zhao Minggui also knew that he had no choice. When a new task came, he had no choice but to carry it out. Amei was right, he had to brace himself to deal with it and try to cope with it.
Zhao Minggui took a breath at this time, closed his eyes and said, "Amei, hold me."
Xu Wenmei smiled. Agui let her hold him, which showed that he had relaxed. She turned over and sat up, crossed her legs, then put her arms around his neck and held him in her arms, like
Hold a child in your arms. When he opens his mouth, put a vagina into his mouth and let him suck.
In fact, nothing could be sucked out. Zhao Minggui just held it in his mouth and occasionally "licked" it. They had been a couple like this for seven years. She sometimes thought that her own child was already seven or eight years old, and she didn't know.
What does she look like? Agui has been sucking her vagina like this every night for seven or eight years. Whenever he is in a bad mood, he will lie in her arms and suck her like a child.
Nothing can be sucked out**.
After a moment of silence like this, Xu Wenmei vaguely felt the commotion in his body, and "touched" between his legs. The thing had already risen, and it was very strong in her hand, and it was attached to his ear.
She said: "Agui, I'm so itchy. Let me lie down and you come up." She didn't need to wait for Zhao Minggui's answer, she slowly lay down and hugged him to her body.
Zhao Minggui closed his eyes as if he were pampered, and without any effort, he just waited for Amei to find the right place for him, and then sent his stick-like object into Xu Wenmei's body, feeling the "moistness" and moisture inside.
warmth.
Xu Wenmei said in his ear: "Agui, slowly, take a little longer."[
Of course, Zhao Minggui also wanted to enjoy it longer. He slowed down his movements, caressed her body up and down with his hands, and pinched the soft flesh on her body. However, for a woman like Xu Wenmei, he wanted it to last longer.
, but it was not easy. Zhao Minggui soon couldn't bear it any longer. He tightened his grip on her body like a cooper tightening a barrel, and finally let out all the semen in his body.
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At this time, Zhao Minggui breathed a long sigh of relief and thought, okay, that's it.
So, two days later, after careful preparation, Zhao Minggui took his entire group of eight people and took trains to Wuhan.
Xu Wenmei rented a small courtyard on the east bank of Shahu Lake in Wuhan as her Zhao Minggui's residence. Other brothers also rented houses nearby.
At night, Xu Wenmei set up the radio at home and contacted the headquarters. She was once a captain's telegraph operator, and her military rank showed that her transmission skills were first-class. She held the key with three fingers and shook it slightly, and a set of telegraph codes flew into the air.
: "Headquarters, eight members of Zhao's team have arrived in Wuhan and are waiting for orders."
It was this telegram that was urgently notified to Du Ziyuan by the director of the Telecommunications Division of the Third Bureau of the Central Regulation Department. He told him that the radio station that was originally located in Jinan was now in Wuhan. Du Ziyuan also made a decision: go to Wuhan.
That night, the content of the telegram that Zhao Minggui received surprised him. It actually asked him to secretly search for You Shaoqing of Wuhan Group 5. He had no idea that You Shaoqing was the first one to be selected for execution.
He was on a lurking mission. Unexpectedly, she was lurking in Wuhan. In an instant, many past events with You Shaoqing appeared in front of his eyes. But a big question soon appeared in his mind: "What is the purpose of looking for her?"
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He didn't dare to call back and ask. He asked Xu Wenmei to call back: "Please provide clues."
This "please provide clues" made Pan Qiwu who was far away in Taipei spend a lot of time thinking...
