() Red Guards? It’s funny for Wang Xiaobo to think about it. This term has long become a past tense. He still said it with great pride, as if there was a layer of light shrouding the term. He really didn’t know what to say about this.
What? Isn’t it a kind of enjoyment for these people to be immersed in the glory of the past in a foreign closed world?
Sister Mao ruffled her shawl hair and hesitated to say something, but finally said nothing. Only a trace of inexplicable yin flashed through her beautiful eyes, and she smiled bitterly at Wang Xiaobo.
But the little leader was extremely excited. He turned around and said loudly to the soldiers on the red journey: "Comrades, we have returned to the motherland victoriously. 'A fairy cave is born, and infinite scenery is on the dangerous peak.' From now on."
Everyone will go their separate ways, but we are glorious Red Guards, and the spirit of the Red Guards must not be lost. We may have to go through a political review in a while, and I hope everyone will take it seriously, and we must not lose the face of our Red Journey.
"
When Wang Xiaobo heard this, he couldn't help but feel uneasy. They had no idea that the domestic situation had undergone earth-shaking changes. When this good sense of self was shattered by endless facts, how would they face it? The Red Guards of the past have become
In the past tense, we will face endless brainwashing. How can the ten-year catastrophe be transformed by a moment of brainwashing?
He had no choice but to simply say: "Let's go down the mountain." He took the lead and walked down the mountain.
Although Sister Mao is a businessman, she naturally knows the dangers of a gray background like the red journey with her intelligence. Any political power will inevitably conduct a strict review on them, not to mention the political atmosphere in China, so it is decided
The fate of these people must be digested silently.
But their strength and strict discipline will be a valuable humanistic asset for the company. She had an idea and immediately took out a box of business cards and sent one to the soldiers on the red journey one by one, and then said sincerely
He said: "After all, we have shared the joys and sorrows together, and you are welcome to join our company at any time."
Wang Xiaobo couldn't help being surprised and thought to himself, this Sister Mao is indeed too smart. If these people can join Xiaomei's company, the company's strength will be greatly improved, but it is a pity that he is a step too late. It seems that this woman is not simple, and it is necessary
Having deeper contact with her will definitely be a big help in building your own economic kingdom in the future.
But he was still a little worried about the red trip. If there was a conflict, the consequences would be disastrous. He had to inoculate the little leader: "After going down the mountain, I still take the initiative to put the weapons together, so that possible
It’s easier for zheng fu to understand.”
Only then did the young man realize the seriousness of the problem. He glanced at Wang Xiaobo doubtfully, as if he could read an inexplicable worry in his eyes. So, he sighed. At this time, what else could he do?
What to do? The Red Journey no longer exists, what’s the use of keeping the weapons?
He nodded silently and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, everyone can understand."
Wang Xiaobo had achieved his goal, so he said no more, quickened his pace and walked down the mountain.
As soon as the group of people reached the road, five vehicles drove over like lightning. In front were two jeeps, followed by three large Jiefang trucks.
After a while, the jeep stopped in front of them. Then, an officer got out of the car, glanced at everyone, and ran directly to Wang Xiaobo, bang! It was a salute: "You are Comrade Wang Xiaobo? On the order of the leader, I'm going forward.
I'm here to pick you up. Please ask the comrades from Xuelang to get into the first two cars." When he came, he had seen Wang Xiaobo's photo, so he only glanced at it and recognized who was the person in charge of this group of people.
Wang Xiaobo asked carefully: "What about the rest of the people?"
The officer rolled his eyes at him and had no intention of answering him. He just waved his hand behind him and said loudly: "I have them all. Get out of the car immediately and carry out the mission."
Following the officer's order, a large number of heavily armed soldiers immediately got out of the last big truck and surrounded all the Red Army soldiers.
"Except for the comrades of the Snow Wolf Troop, all other people should put down their weapons, divide them into three groups, and get on the other three large trucks." The officer ordered sternly after all his soldiers got off the truck.
Wang Xiaobo hurriedly pulled the officer aside and discussed: "This is too outrageous? Should I discuss it with them again and not point the gun at them?"
The officer frowned and said seriously: "I am performing a military mission, please don't interfere."
Wang Xiaobo's expression changed. This guy was really rude in what he said. What's more, Gao Jingtang and Sister Mao were still here, so he was so indiscriminate? But he couldn't break his face like him, so he had to take a step back and introduce: "This
This is Mr. Gao." Then he pointed at Sister Mao: "She is Mr. Mao, and neither of them are in the army."
He thought, doesn't your army always talk about the relationship between fish and water? Then there must be some care?
The officer did not listen to Wang Xiaobo's introduction at all. He stared blankly and ordered loudly: "Put down your weapons and get in the car immediately."
At this time, Wang Xiaobo became even more angry. He pushed the officer away and said loudly: "Let's go. We won't take the car. We will walk home. What can you do?"
When a big soldier saw someone pushing their leader, he put his gun on Wang Xiaobo's waist and shouted: "Be honest, otherwise you won't be polite."
When the little snake saw it, it was okay. He flew up and kicked the gun in the big man's hand into the sky.
The soldiers of the Snow Wolf Army are all proud of heaven and do not take ordinary soldiers seriously at all. What's more, Wang Xiaobo is also the head coach of the Snow Wolf, a dignified deputy regiment level, to be held at gunpoint, isn't it a disservice to them?
Snow Wolf's ignorance? How could this little snake endure it?
There was a crash, and a large number of soldiers gathered around and put their guns on the little snake. But the officer remained silent and stood there quietly watching, as if all this had nothing to do with him.
Wang Xiaobo couldn't help but shook his head. This kid really treated himself like an onion, so let him become nothing.
He walked forward leisurely and patted the officer on the shoulder: "Remove your people, my people are not so easy to mess with."
The officer thought, I have more than thirty people. Not only are I better than you, but my weapons are much better than yours. How can these rabble defeat me? He smiled contemptuously: "What do you think, they are not jealous."
, it’s better to honestly lay down your weapons.”
Wang Xiaobo thought, this man really would not give up until he reached the Yellow River. He nodded helplessly to Gao Jingtang. Suddenly, he jumped up and ten two-inch nails fell on the guns of the soldiers like a goddess scattering flowers.
At the same time, Gao Jingtang also swung the rope, and a wave of energy swept around. In a moment, the guns in the hands of the thirty soldiers brought by the officer were all shot down to the ground.
The officer was stunned. What kind of combat power was this? It was too scary. He looked at Wang Xiaobo blankly, his mind went blank.
"What is a snow wolf? Do you understand now?" Rooster picked up a gun as if no one else was watching, and said contemptuously: "These are worse than burning fire sticks here."
The officer seemed to wake up and hurried to the front jeep, picked up the walkie-talkie and talked to his superior. A few minutes later, he nodded and bowed back to Wang Xiaobo and saluted respectfully: "Chief, our superior and you
call."
"No need." Wang Xiaobo said, turned around, and said loudly: "Fighters on the Red Army Journey, we have returned to the motherland. This is a country without civil war. Guns are no longer our weapons.
From now on, we will use our hands to contribute to the motherland. Therefore, please put your weapons on the ground, and I believe that the organization will give you a proper assessment."
The soldiers on the red tour only hesitated for a moment before placing their guns on the ground and lining up to get on the three trucks behind them.
Wang Xiaobo breathed a sigh of relief and said to the officer: "Why don't you put your gun away?"
The officer was stunned for a moment, thinking that this young man was really not that simple. With just a few words, he made these dozen people put down their guns. However, under such power just now, they were indifferent. People are really incomparable. It seems that this
The young man was a little confused. No wonder when he reported to the chief just now, when he heard that Wang Xiaobo did not get on the plane, he became furious and gave him a severe scolding.
He glanced at Wang Xiaobo in awe and said sternly to the tall man who had just taken action: "Why are you standing there standing there? Why don't you put away your weapons and get in the car together?"
The tall man was scolded innocently, stuck out his tongue, waved to the other soldiers, put away the weapons on the ground, and then honestly got into the three large trucks behind him.
The officer then made an invitation gesture and said politely: "Chief, you get in the car first."
Wang Xiaobo smiled and said to Gao Jingtang: "Grandpa, you get in the car first. In a moment, your superiors will send a plane to take you to the capital. If you are late, you may have to scold me."
The officer was shocked, what? This old man was so powerful that he actually sent a plane to pick him up. Damn it, he really hit a brick wall today. His heart was pounding, waiting for Wang Xiaobo and the others to all
After getting on the jeep in front of me, I got on the bus with trepidation.
