Vol 2 Chapter 28: Sino-Soviet War

In the original historical time and space, the Central Investigation Department was abolished in 1983, integrated the public security counterintelligence department and formed a new National Security Department. In this benchmark time and space that has been extensively tampered with, the Central Mediation Department still exists. Undertaking the responsibility of collecting strategic intelligence and defending national security interests worldwide, it is equivalent to China's CIA or KGB. It can control and mobilize a lot of resources, and there is nothing impossible.
Ma Fengfeng is the director-level leader of the action department of the Central Dispatch Department, but things that the ministerial-level leaders cannot do are a piece of cake for him. In China, let alone investigating individuals, it is easy to kill them, but But he couldn't find the identity information of the man in black.
The colleague from the technical department entered Liu Yanzhi’s photo into the database for comparison and search. There was no such person in the household registration database. So they started with Zhen Yue, and Ma Fengfeng personally led the team to the nearby river. With the cooperation of the local public security organs, they transferred Zhen All social relations around Yue finally found some clues.
Zhen Yue's father is the commander of the Jiangdong Provincial Armed Police Corps. He has a special status and many people pursue her. One of the ordinary employees of the Antai consortium named Liu Yanzhi matches the physical characteristics of the person in black, but this Liu Yanzhi's household registration file Has been written off, in other words, he is alive and dead.
Ma Fengfeng drew a relationship diagram on the blackboard, including Zhen Yue, Ji Yuqian, Liu Yanzhi, Future Technology and the Antai Consortium, with Hu Banxian in the middle. He thought hard, and suddenly added two words on the Antai Consortium: Zheng Xi .
Whoever can get Hu Banxian has huge scientific research resources. Whether it is sold to Mengshan or his own anatomy research, the income is astronomical. It seems that complicated things are often simple. No matter what, Zheng Jeff is backing Antai. It is on the opposite side of itself.
　　 The invisible big net slowly opened, and Xiang An was too overwhelmed. Although the Central Mediation Department acted secretly, it could not hide the party’s eyeliner. Wu Dongqing, deputy director of the Municipal Bureau Office, reported the situation to the party patriot.
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At Antai Training Center, Yu Hanchao is undergoing a comprehensive test. He is the squadron leader of the Armed Police Excalibur Commando. He has excellent individual combat capabilities and coordinated command capabilities. He has undergone shooting, fighting, physical fitness and simulated combat tests. Later, the instructor Lei Meng scored 70 points for him.
　　 "The score is not low, he is a good soldier." Lei Meng exaggerated expressionlessly, "So far, only one person has scored more than you."
　　 "How many points more than me?" Yu Hanchao asked confidently. He knew his strength, and there would not be too many people better than himself in the whole country.
　　 "He is a perfect score." Lei Meng said.
　　 "I want to compare with him." Yu Hanchao was unconvinced and eager to try.
"This is not a game field. There is no need for competition between comrades." Lei Meng said, "With your ability, I think it is very possible to participate in the next operation and work hard. This career is more exciting and more exciting than being a soldier. Sense of honor."
　　 Yu Han Chao was slanderous. He agreed to join the organization out of desperation, in order to break the conspiracy and turn history back to its original track. His current identity is an underground party member lurking in the enemy camp.
　　 In fact, Yu Hanchao’s careful thoughts cannot be concealed from the party’s patriotic approach, but he doesn’t care. He believes that the great cause of saving the world can make Yu Hanchao truly work for himself.
Another crossing mission is on the agenda. This time the anchor point is 1972. In the second year after the Sino-Soviet war began, the mission of the crossing team was to prevent the military's biochemical research department from transferring technology to the United States. In the second mission, the party’s patriotism collected and read a large number of historical archives, including undecrypted top-secret documents, and formulated a detailed action plan. Since the destination was in a war zone and was very dangerous, the action was all men, including Han Chao.
Party Aiguo personally led the team. The team included Professor Xing, Liu Yanzhi, Lei Meng, and Yu Hanchao. A total of five people, all dressed in grass-green 65-style military uniforms, carrying guns and forged documents, conducted the final before entering the crossing cabin. Ready to work.
Yu Hanchao checked his weapons and equipment. He was tall and powerful. The weapon he was equipped with was a Type 56 machine gun. Although it was an old weapon, it was always strong. A hundred rounds of ammunition chain was placed in a round ammunition box, and the firepower continued. Said without sex.
A bold idea suddenly flashed in Yu Han Chao’s mind. If he took up the gun and slammed all these people out, and then forced the technicians to teleport himself to a month ago, wouldn’t it be all right, he would continue to be the captain of his special police squadron. , Continue to pursue Zhen Yue and continue her original life.
　　 As if perceiving his evil intentions, Liu Yan glanced at Yu Hanchao. Liu Yanzhi used a Type 56 semi-automatic rifle with a gleaming triangular bayonet, and the user's eyes were even colder.
　　 Yu Hanchao quickly dispelled the strange idea and continued to honestly organize the equipment.
The five men filed into the transit cabin, buckled their seat belts, and slowly closed the lid. Professor Xing and Yu Hanchao, who had crossed for the first time, had their heartbeats speeding up. The others talked quietly and quietly. After a period of darkness, the cabin resumed lighting. .
　　 Liu Yan straightly opened the hatch and was about to welcome the fragrance of birds and flowers, but was stunned by the scene in front of him. There was no grass growing on Cuiwei Mountain, only a few scorched tree trunks were left. It was like a scene after the war.
　　 Others came out of the cabin one after another. They were all overwhelmed by the horror of the war. The bare mountains, shrapnel and shells all over the floor, grabbed a handful of dirt, and there were several bullets inside. This is the place covered by the rain of steel bullets.
They dug some dirt with an engineer shovel to hide the crossing cabin, searched for the way down the mountain, and walked a certain distance forward. They were shocked again. The mountain was densely packed with graves and graves without tombstones. I don’t know if it was the Soviet or our army. of.
　　 The Patriotic Party picked up the telescope and looked at the distant Omi city, warning everyone: "Omi is a city under Soviet control. We are acting behind enemy lines. Be careful."
　　 "What should I do when I meet a Soviet person?" Yu Hanchao asked for instructions.
　　 "If you can't fight, you won't fight." Party Aiguo said, "Our participation will not have any effect on the overall war situation. Besides, the Soviet army only occupies large cities and important communication lines. The vast rural areas are still our territory, so don't worry."
Liu Yanzhi is an advanced soldier, exploring the way ahead. In addition to 56 and a half, he is also equipped with a 64-type submachine gun that can kill people invisible. Behind Lei Meng, the others walked in the middle, walking, and suddenly Liu Yan lifted up straight. Hands come, motioned to stop.
　　 "The sound of a helicopter." Liu Yanzhi's keen sense of hearing told him that a helicopter is approaching, where the enemy holds air supremacy, the helicopter will definitely not belong to the People's Liberation Army.
It’s too late to think about concealment. In fact, there is no place to hide on the bare hills. A monstrous Mi-24 gunship appeared swaggeringly. The turret under the nose turned and aimed at these five people, painted on the fuselage. With five red stars, but that is the emblem of the Soviet Army, not the symbol of the People's Liberation Army.
The light weapons equipped by the crossing team can’t deal with gunship helicopters. On the battlefield, gunship helicopters are the nightmare of all ground forces. Unwilling to wait for death, Liu Yanzhi quickly picked up his rifle and pulled the trigger continuously. After a distance of 300 meters, he could be accurate. It hit the cockpit glass of the Mi-24, but the rifle bullet could not damage the bulletproof glass at all. The Soviet pilot smiled and pressed the shooting button.
　　 Suddenly a bright light shot out from nearby, turned the corner and rushed towards the female. The helicopter hurriedly made maneuver evasive actions, but it was too late. It was hit by a portable anti-aircraft missile and exploded in the air, turning into a dazzling fireball.
　　 "It is a Stinger missile aided by the Americans." Party Aiguo said, "The guerrillas are nearby, please be careful."
As soon as 　　's words fell, a group of people in earth-colored camouflage clothes jumped out and pointed their guns at them.
　　 "Which unit are you from?" the other party asked.
　　 "We are the garrison retreat from the north, the 258 regiment." Dang Aiguo replied. He had verified historical data. The 258 regiment was the unlucky person who had dumplings made by the Soviet army. The whole army was destroyed and there was no evidence.
"What about the credentials?" The other party did not relax their vigilance at all. Looking at their outfits, they did not look like the uncles of the People's Liberation Army in memory. There was no red cap badge or red collar badge. The canvas S belt on the waist was clearly the US military's Vietnam War equipment and weapons. There are also a wide variety of Soviet-made AKM rifles with glass fiber magazines, and M16 rifles aided by the United States, as well as a five-pointed star rifle with a long bayonet and a long body. It is clearly a failed standard weapon in history. Type 63 automatic rifle.
Dang Aiguo took out his military officer ID. The fake ID was very real. His disguised identity was a cultural instructor of the 258th regiment. The others were soldiers. Although Professor Xing was older, it is not surprising that the war went into the second year. The soldiers are exhausted, and as long as they are men, they must be drafted into the army.
　　 "Which part are you from?" Dang Aiguo asked, and even took out a cigarette to cover it.
"We are guerrillas." The other party replied~EbookFREE.me~, examining his credentials, looking around on the five people. They were uncomfortable looking at them, and there was no ghost in their hearts, but they always felt that they had done nothing. Light things.
　　 After reading the documents, the other party returned the patriotism to the party, and saluted him: "The 258th regiment fought hard, it is not easy for you to break through."
"Where is it." The party patriotic politely, and his face suddenly changed. He realized that he was going to show off. As the broken up soldiers, their mental state and clothing were too good, their faces were not dirty, their hair was not long, and they were wearing military uniforms. There are no traces of blood, sweat, rustling, and more importantly, the skin color of a few people is healthy. However, in the war years, the supply was insufficient, and most people were in a state of unhealthy influence and color.
　　 The captain gave an order, and more than 30 guns of the guerrillas were aimed at them, and the soldiers put their fingers on the trigger and fired them.
"Even the military uniforms are so new. Who do you want to lie to? Let's talk, the Soviets sent you here, spies!" The captain slapped the party's patriotic face with great strength and made his teeth loose. Up.
　　 "We are not spies." The party patriotically defended in vain. It was useless. The guerrillas hated the traitors and puppets. They ordered the five members of the traversing group to put down their guns, take off their uniforms, shoes and equipment.
　　 "Kneel down to Lao Tzu, line up." A guerrilla with a beard shouted, and drew out the captured Marklov pistol. "I represent the motherland and the people. I will sentence you to death and execute it immediately."
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