Meng Lanting returned to the dormitory and immediately packed his luggage.
Her luggage was very simple, only a few necessary changes of clothes.
Those important core materials that could be memorized were already familiar to Meng Lanting.
For safety reasons, for the sake of safety, at the request of Military Attaché Fang, Meng Lanting was packed in separate boxes and separated from Meng Lanting's character, and he arranged them separately.
Take him back.
Attaché Fang said that the original flight route has been suspended and the only option is to take the sea route.
For safety reasons, we cannot take the conventional route from New York to Panama and then return via the Pacific Ocean.
Instead, we can go to the Cape of Good Hope in the Indian Ocean, change ships, and detour to Hong Kong.
Once there, the Chongqing government will send someone to pick her up.
The journey is expected to take at least two months.
That night, under the cover of darkness, Meng Lanting was led by Military Attaché Fang and another entourage.
As the secretary of Smith, a British diplomat who was on the same ship heading to Hong Kong to take up his new post, Meng Lanting boarded the ship bound for Africa. ship.
The ship was a merchant ship carrying goods.
The cabins for people to live in were small and broken, and the lights were dim.
Meng Lanting was at ease.
Except when it got dark, he would sometimes go to the deck to relax in the company of Military Attaché Fang.
The rest of the time, he was still studying and researching tirelessly.
When she's tired, take a nap, or take out the letters she received from Feng Kezhi in the past four years and read them one by one, word by word.
Four years, six letters across the ocean, this is the entire bond between her and him.
The first letter Feng Kezhi wrote to her told her her current location.
The reconciliation between the eighth sister and the eighth brother-in-law.
She said that she might have met Cousin Xi when she went there.
He also said that he received the photos she left for him and thanked her for still keeping the photos of his childhood and not throwing them away or tearing them up, and he would keep them well.
Finally, she was told to take care of herself when she was alone, and not to tire herself out by just studying.
Winter in New York is like a frozen furnace, he knows it all too well.
When Meng Lanting replied, he followed his format, talking about his living and learning environment here, his feelings about his studies, and told him that he and Xi Songzhou met occasionally, and they talked about the domestic war situation. thing.
She will take care of herself, so he must take care of herself.
In this way, the two of them went back and forth.
For three or four years, they seemed to be singing along silently.
Perhaps it was due to each other's shyness.
In the letters exchanged, no one took the initiative to mention the unpleasant things they had experienced before parting in Hong Kong.
One night and that phone call later.
So all this time, no one mentioned it again, as if nothing had happened.
They were just a couple separated by oceans, but they always remembered each other, so they always made sure to reply immediately after receiving each other's letters so that they could He was like an old friend whom she felt relieved for.
Time is constantly reincarnating and passing by while studying diligently, as well as with the relief of receiving a letter and the concern of continuing to wait for the next one.
The last letter from him was dated nine months ago, at the beginning of this year.
Feng Kezhi told her that he was promoted to major general and division commander, and that the war zone he was in was invaded by the Japanese invaders.
It was expected that there would be a war next, so he should be very busy.
Next time he wrote to her, the time interval might be longer, and he told her not to be anxious.
The tone in his letter was very calm.
Most of the year passed like this, from spring to summer, and then from summer to autumn.
From the radio and the news, Meng Lanting learned about the bloody battle that had lasted for several months and was happening thousands of miles away across the ocean to defend the country to the end.
He would rather die than lose everything.
While I feel extremely proud of the glorious achievements that can inspire the hearts of the whole country, I also deeply understand that behind the plain-tone letter from Feng Kezhi at the beginning of the year, there is hidden the determination to sacrifice to the end and the blood that is destined to be paid for it. cost.
It is precisely because of the thousands of people who hold the same determination as him and are not afraid to pay the price of blood for their determination that the Great Wall will not fall and the hearts of the people will not be separated.
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In her heart, she was always worried about the situation of the war, and she was anxiously waiting for his next letter.
Now that she is finally able to go back, how could she not be extremely excited and impatient?
Her heart had already taken wings and flew back.
After changing two ships at sea and traveling for more than two months, we finally arrived in Hong Kong in early December.
Hong Kong is still the same as it was before she left four years ago.
The wharf is lined with ships, and sampans shuttle between them.
In the streets near the wharf, there are many large and small signboards, high and low, row upon row.
Cars and people come and go, bustling and noisy.
When his feet finally set foot on this piece of ground again, Meng Lanting had a vague feeling of being in another world, but it was as if everything was still the same, and he felt like he had just left this place yesterday.
When he was about to land, Military Attaché Fang contacted the other side by radio, and then told Meng Lanting that because Hong Kong was also tightly blockaded by Japan, the originally arranged pick-up line had gone awry.
Now the other side was urgently adjusting the plan, and it might be necessary to Stayed in Kowloon for a day or two.
He will continue to stay with her, stay temporarily, and make arrangements to leave as soon as he receives the news.
Military Attaché Fang was very cautious.
To be on the safe side, he also gave Meng Lanting the code book for contacting her enemy, just in case the two of them got separated, and she would still have a chance to get in touch with the other party herself.
The sound of peace in Hong Kong.
Because it’s only the beginning of the Christmas month, many leaflets for Christmas parties printed by restaurants and department stores are posted everywhere on the streets, creating a cheerful scene of the upcoming holiday.
Meng Lanting was sitting in the car.
As the flow of people was blocked, he was slowly passing by the street.
On the wall covered with various advertising advertisements, he accidentally saw a picture of a charity performance by Hong Kong singers to raise funds for the domestic Anti-Japanese War. one.
It must have been a while since the list was posted.
The color has faded due to wind and rain.
Miss Zhong is also in the photo.
Meng Lanting glanced at it and passed by.
She stayed in an inconspicuous place for two days.
On the night of the next day, Military Attaché Fang informed her that the route had been rearranged.
At noon tomorrow, she would be taken to the main island of Hong Kong and leave by boat from there.
Meng Lanting spent the whole night sleepless.
In the early morning of the next day, she woke up early, washed herself, packed her things, and was preparing to leave early, when suddenly, in the distance, there was a sharp sound of an air raid siren being sounded.
The whining sound was like a tightly stretched rubber band, as if it would break if I applied just a little more force.
It's like a needle with a hook, desperately drilling into the person's ear, stinging the eardrum.
Then, there was a loud buzzing noise from an airplane flying overhead.
The roof seemed to be shaken, and a piece of mud fell rustlingly.
Meng Lanting's nerves were tense.
I hurried to the door, looked up, and saw a row of Japanese planes flying in a row overhead.
Soon, there was a loud explosion from somewhere in the distance.
"Japanese air raid" The street seemed to be in chaos, and the crowd screamed in horror.
The tranquility of this ordinary early morning was thus broken.
Attaché Fang went to make a phone call and quickly ran in with a solemn look on his face.
"Ms.
Meng, it's not good.
The Hong Kong Governor's Office said that Japan suddenly sent out its air force to bomb Kai Tak Airport, fearing that it would attack Hong Kong.
The plan has changed.
We will immediately follow Mr.
Smith's ferry to the island and leave quickly."
At nine o'clock, Meng Lanting arrived at Victoria Harbor with Military Attaché Fang.
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In less than an hour, Kai Tak Airport was destroyed.
The British Air Force completely lost air superiority and was unable to counterattack.
Although the Hong Kong Governor had been vigilant before and made some preparations, he was only general and did not really realize that war would really come to his peaceful land so quickly.
There were only more than 10,000 British troops plus local armed forces in Kowloon and Hong Kong.
After the bombing of the airport, the number of Japanese advance troops coming from Shenzhen to Kowloon was 50,000.
The British troops stationed at the Kowloon Fortress were in a hurry to respond to the battle and were in danger.
The Hong Kong Governor immediately ordered a blockade of Victoria Harbor.
Except for chartered ships, all other ships were prohibited from crossing.
Those who entered the water without permission were shot and sunk.
The Japanese are known to the world for their ferocious beasts.
The shore of Kowloon was crowded with people who wanted to escape to the other side out of fear.
There were rich people in suits and leather shoes with big bellies, and ordinary people with children and daughters.
Shouting, cursing, mixed with the sharp cries of children, formed a chaotic mess.
Under the protection of Military Attaché Fang, Meng Lanting struggled through the crowded crowd and finally approached the ferry parked at the chartered berth.
The British soldier in charge of the handle checked the documents and granted permission.
When Meng Lanting was about to go up, suddenly he heard a shout from behind: "Mrs.
Feng, help me, I want to go there too."
Meng Lanting stopped and looked back, and saw a woman wearing a cheongsam.
She desperately pushed away the person in front of her, rushed in front of him, and grabbed her arm tightly.
The woman looked pale, holding a bag in her hand.
One of the high heels on her feet fell off, probably because she was too crowded, leaving only the other one still on her feet.
It was Miss Zhong.
"Mrs.
Feng, please help me to intercede and bring me here.
I organized a benefit performance to raise funds for the Anti-Japanese War.
If the Japanese know about me, they will definitely not let me go if they come over.
Please, please."
Meng Lanting looked at each other, hesitated, then turned to the British soldier and said, "She is traveling with us."
The British soldier glanced at Ms.
Zhong and took out his gun: "Come on, the ship will leave soon."
Miss Zhong threw away her other shoe, went barefoot, and followed Meng Lanting closely to the deck.
The boat started, leaving the hustle and bustle behind it, and headed towards the opposite side.
Miss Zhong's face was still sluggish, she was huddled there, her eyes dull.
The harbor was windy today and the waves were choppy.
It took about twenty minutes to get to the other side.
Miss Zhong slowly turned her eyes and landed on Meng Lanting's head and face.
She looked at her intently for a moment.
Suddenly, her eyes turned red.
"Mrs.
Feng, I didn't expect you to really help me.
I was so scared just now.
I used to have a sister.
I heard that the Japanese captured those things that were inferior to animals and she died miserably."
Her voice trembled.
Meng Lanting was silent.
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She composed herself.
"I'm sorry for what I said to you when I met you at the Peninsula Hotel.
I really regret it.
I was just too jealous of you at the time."
"That year, although Mr.
Xiao Jiu praised me and everyone knew that I was his girlfriend, he didn't even see me in his eyes.
He just liked me and listened to his words.
I was like a dog.
He treated me like a dog.
I was taking advantage of it from beginning to end.
And I heard that the half-built library that was basically humiliating me was blown up by Japanese planes.
I felt relieved when I heard the news.
The feeling of a breath” Tears flowed from her eyes.
"He was so ruthless to me.
I should have hated him.
But I couldn't, so I hated you."
"He should have told you the same thing.
Not long after I met him, one day, he was bullied by a guest in the karaoke bar.
The man was very powerful, and the karaoke manager didn't dare to take care of him.
It happened that Xiaojiu saw him and helped me Block it” "I'm so stupid.
How can I compare with you" She lowered her head and covered her face, tears rolling down between her fingers.
Meng Lanting watched her cry without making a sound.
Attaché Fang hurried back with a pair of shoes in his hand.
At this moment, in the sky over the harbor, from far to near, the sound of an approaching aircraft suddenly came again.
The sound soon reached the top of my head.
"Oh no, the Japanese plane is coming.
Everyone, get down."
A British officer on board shouted.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud bang that seemed to explode right next to his ears.
The ship's hull suddenly trembled violently and made a terrible crunching sound, as if it was about to split into four and five parts in an instant.
A big hole was blown into the bow of the ship, and all the people standing on the nearby deck flew into the sea.
A huge flow of air came and instantly threw everyone to the ground.
"Miss Meng" Military Attaché Fang who was standing aside was shocked and turned toward Meng Lanting.
However, his body was hit by the air waves and fell backwards.
His head hit the side of the ship and he fell to the ground.
Meng Lanting was also overturned by the incoming airflow.
As he fell, he subconsciously reached out and grabbed the legs of a nearby chair fixed to the deck.
Another shell hit the hull.
A large amount of water poured into the cabin continuously.
The ship stopped on the water in the harbor and soon began to sink slowly.
This scene that happened shocked people on both sides of the Taiwan Strait.
The two planes dropped bombs one after another.
After sinking the ship, they continued to hover at low altitude and flew towards the Hong Kong pier, bombing the British troops on the shore.
The British abandoned their armor and fled.
The planes sank several ships parked on the shore, and then flew towards the Kowloon Pier as if to demonstrate.
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Those who were still gathered there and refused to leave were already screaming and running away.
One goes down.
Many people fell into the water in panic and struggled.
On the pier, the bodies of several people who had been shot before they could escape were thrown down.
The severed hands and limbs, mixed with blood, flew all over the place.
This scene was like a hell on earth, too miserable to behold.
After dropping the bombs, the plane showed off its power, abandoned the sinking ship and those who fell into the sea, turned around, and flew away.
The ship was sinking rapidly.
Only less than ten centimeters of the deck remained on the sea surface.
Meng Lanting knew that after the hull of the ship completely sank, there would be a whirlpool, which would most likely take the people still on the deck into the water.
There is no time left to think about.
She gritted her teeth and jumped into the sea without looking back.
During her years in the United States, she learned to swim because of the necessary skills.
She struggled to maintain her balance in the water and swam away from the hull.
After swimming only a few meters away, I felt a suction behind me and was immediately pulled into the water.
Fortunately, the distance was already quite far away.
She relaxed her body, waited for the power to disappear, and emerged from the water again.
There was no sign of the ship on the surrounding sea.
Dozens of others were still floating on the water like her.
Some are holding floating objects in their hands, and some are sinking.
Meng Lanting swam hard towards the nearest wooden chair floating on the water, and finally grabbed the leg of the chair before his strength ran out.
The chair was pushed down immediately, but fortunately it gave her some buoyancy.
Meng Lanting grabbed the chair with both hands and gasped for air to regain his strength.
The boat had not arrived ten minutes after it left.
It looked like it was not very far away from the Kowloon Pier where it departed.
But she no longer had the strength to continue swimming towards the shore.
I can only follow the waves and float on the water.
After only drifting for a while, a man on the same boat swam towards her with all his strength, reached out, snatched the chair away, and threw himself on it.
Meng Lanting lost his buoyancy and his body sank.
He could only rely on his last bit of strength to keep his head and face above the water in the waves, hoping for a miracle to save him.
She doesn't want to die.
Many things have not been done yet.
The person she wanted to see had not yet met.
But she felt that her strength was gradually exhausted, and every time she splashed the water, it was so difficult.
Time passed by minute by minute.
The arms seemed to be filled with lead, and by the end, they were unable to move.
A wave opened towards her, she was pushed down, and she struggled to float up again.
Everything around her was surrounded by water, and her vision became blurry.
At this moment, she vaguely saw a shadow coming towards her from the direction of Hong Kong Island.
A man came driving a sampan.
She closed her eyes, opened them, and finally recognized it.
That man, he is Feng Kezhi.
He drove the sampan towards the site of the sunken ship at full speed.
As he approached, people floating on the sea tried their best to call for help to him.
As if he hadn't heard anything, he stared closely at Meng Lanting in front of him who was still bobbing on the water, and continued to come without stopping at all.
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The man who snatched Meng Lanting's chair, paddled hard, finally got closer, reached out and grabbed the sampan.
Feng Kezhi didn't even look at it and kicked him hard.
The man screamed and was kicked into the water and sank.
The moment she recognized him, the breath in her chest suddenly relaxed.
A wave hit him head-on, and Meng Lanting could no longer hold on, and he sank.
Feng Kezhi jumped up, like a vigorous swordfish, and instantly submerged into the water, swimming quickly toward the figure underwater.
Meng Lanting drank several sips of water, closed his eyes, and felt himself sinking.
Suddenly, a strong arm grabbed his waist, and he floated upwards.
With a "swish" sound, her water finally broke out again.
Her head and face were covered with water, and her neck rested softly on the shoulder of the man who was leading her to the sampan.
With the help of his arm, she was lifted out of the water and put into the sampan, curled up, He coughed violently.
Feng Kezhi climbed up accordingly.
In the distant sky, the black spot of a plane was buzzing in this direction again.
"Help" "Help" The survivors’ cries for help kept coming from behind.
Feng Kezhi turned his head and continued to drive the sampan towards the closer direction of Kowloon.
When he reached the shore, he leaned over and picked up Meng Lanting, who was still lying on the bottom of the sampan.
He stepped ashore and ran towards the nearby bunker. gd1806102: