Zhao Minggui was worried about the future life of his wife and son in Taiwan, and was extremely upset. There was a reason for this. When he was still in Hangzhou, he heard that some military officers, including family members of generals, had gone to Taiwan first, but could not find them.
When they arrived at work, they soon fell into the dilemma of not having enough food and clothing. Some family members of military officers actually 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 was in a daze and could no longer remember 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 occasionally woke up, he would angrily curse the Secrecy Bureau, Mao Renfeng, and Pan Qiwu in his heart.
These bastards actually used his wife and son to restrain him and make him work for those bastards!
Zhao Minggui almost suffered a mental breakdown because he missed his wife and son.
Just two days later, his first team member entered his room and contacted him.
This is a woman named Xu Wenmei. She is the former captain's telegraph operator at the Henan Station of the Secrecy Bureau. This Xu Wenmei just gave birth to a child four months ago. That is, when she gave birth to the child, she unexpectedly received the news that her man
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 an 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.
When Xu Wenmei entered Zhao Minggui's room that day, it was already evening. The room was half-dark and filled with a foul smell. She was shocked to see Zhao Minggui, who was pale and disheveled, falling asleep on the bed.
She leaned over the bed and asked softly: "Sir, what's wrong with you?"
Zhao Minggui looked at her feebly 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, I am afraid that what I need most at this moment 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." That voice and breath were gone.
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 hers. She gently sat on the edge of the bed and touched his forehead. His forehead was cold and dry, as if he was hungry.
It was like a 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 her bulging breasts in front of him and directly 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 confusedly, as if he didn't know how to suck. She squeezed her big breasts, letting the warm milk flow into his.
In the mouth.
She murmured: "Sir, be fine, no matter what happens, it will pass and everything will get better." When she said this, she couldn't help but sigh and said: "No matter what, I will be by your side."
around."
Late at night, the atmosphere in this semi-dark room became peaceful and peaceful.
The dying Zhao Minggui finally came to life in Xu Wenmei's arms. He vaguely felt that the Xu Wenmei in front of him was as good as his wife, as gentle and lovely. He would never be able to live without her in the future.
At this time, Zhao Minggui was like an insatiable 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 grieving the loss of their loved ones found in each other the desire to survive.
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 1950, 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.
Sometimes at night, Zhao Minggui and Xu Wenmei would look at each other silently, with only a smile on their faces. They knew each other's thoughts without saying anything: it would be good to live like this.
However, at the end of last month, a telegram from the 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 immediately contacted 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.
"Then it will be very hot. It must be much hotter than Jinan." Xu Wenmei was still a little naive.
"It's easy to say whether it's hot or not. I don't know what task we are given." Zhao Minggui was a little more worried.
"We are doing well now, can we hold off?" Xu Wenmei asked.
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 used a woman's method to comfort him. She reached under him and touched his thing, hoping that he would feel comfortable.
She said softly: "Agui, you are so smart and cautious, you can handle anything. We will be fine, so 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 asked her to 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 easily carried the thin Zhao Minggui into her arms, just like holding a child. When he opened his mouth, she put a
Put the milk bean into his mouth and let him suck it.
In fact, nothing could be sucked out. Zhao Minggui just held her breasts in his mouth and licked them occasionally. Sometimes, this was also his way of thinking about problems. They had been a couple like this for seven years.
Xu Wenmei sometimes thinks that her own child is already seven or eight years old, and she doesn’t know what he will look like. Agui has been sucking her breasts like this every night for seven or eight years. Whenever he is in a bad mood,
, he would lie in her arms and suck her breasts like a child.
After a moment of silence, Xu Wenmei vaguely felt the commotion in his body and touched between his legs. The thing had risen and was strong in her hand, so she whispered in his ear: "Agui,
I'm so itchy. Let me lie down and you come up." She didn't need to wait for Zhao Minggui to 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 moisture and warmth inside.
Xu Wenmei said in his ear: "Agui, take it slow and take a little longer."
Of course, Zhao Minggui also wanted to enjoy it longer. He slowed down his movements, caressing her body up and down with his hands, pinching the soft flesh on her body. However, for a woman like Xu Wenmei, if she wanted to enjoy it longer, it would not work.
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 desire in his body.
At this time, Zhao Minggui breathed a long sigh of relief and thought, okay, let's do this.
So, two days later, after careful preparation, Zhao Minggui took his entire group of eight people and took trains to Wuhan.
Xu Wenmei rented several bungalows 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.
