Seeing Chen Zikun in military uniform, the leader from the central government was stunned for a moment, then stepped forward to shake hands warmly: "Old Chen, I didn't expect you to hide here."
Chen Zikun smiled and said: "The army is the safest, Xiaoye, you are here to guide the work."
The person who came was none other than Ye Xuefeng, political commissar of the Jiangbei Column, an old friend of Chen Zikun.
He was a major general in 1955 and promoted to lieutenant general in 1962.
He now holds the main responsibility in the General Staff, in a place like Beijing where there are many handsome and veteran generals.
He is not a senior leader, but when he comes down to the grassroots units, he is like a god.
It turned out to be an old friend, and everyone in the base who knew the details breathed a sigh of relief.
However, the young soldiers and maintenance personnel who didn't know what happened were unmoved and still stuck to their posts.
Chen Zikun invited Ye Xuefeng to take a break and drink a glass of water in his office, but he was declined: "No, let's just take a look around.
There is another stop.
Haha, I really didn't expect to meet you here."
Ye Xuefeng clasped his hands behind his back and watched as he walked.
The hearts of Yan Su, Chen Shou, Gai Longquan and others were hanging in the air.
What was fake was fake after all.
Ye Xuefeng was a very party-minded person and very vigilant.
He discovered the clues.
Not only will all the previous efforts be wasted, but there will also be a catastrophe.
Chen Zikun accompanied him with a smile and introduced to Ye Xuefeng: "These people are maintenance technicians I recruited temporarily.
They are former personnel retained by the Kuomintang Air Force.
Although they are old, they can still use their light and heat.
And this aircraft, very It's been a few years, but I can still fly after some practice."
Ye Xuefeng nodded frequently: "Yes, people should make the best use of their talents and materials should be put to good use.
By the way, what is the name of your unit and who is the superior leadership agency?"
Chen Zikun said: "Our unit is called the People's Liberation Army Air Force Special Air Service Group, which is directly under the central government."
Ye Xuefeng suddenly stopped and frowned: "Why haven't I heard of this designation for the Special Air Service Regiment directly under the central government?"
Not far away, Chen Bei, who was hiding under the window of the maintenance shed, couldn't help but clenched his fists.
The matter was exposed, and a life-and-death struggle was inevitable.
But he heard his father's laughter: "Haha, you are right if you haven't heard of it.
This military unit of mine is actually a fake."
"Oh" Ye Xuefeng was also shocked.
"Since the launch of the great Cultural Revolution, many veteran revolutionary cadres have been impacted.
I have also been criticized many times by the Red Guards.
I am exhausted physically and mentally and cannot bear the humiliation."
Chen Zikun looked into the distance and sighed, "Thanks to the Prime Minister for his timely extension."
To lend a helping hand, I formed this unit.
It is a special air service group, but it is actually just a last resort measure to protect our patriotic generals. " Ye Xuefeng couldn't help but be in awe: "The Prime Minister really has good intentions."
Chen Zikun said: "The Prime Minister handles all matters, takes care of all matters every day, and devotes himself wholeheartedly to this country.
Xiaoye, please say hello to him next time you see him."
Ye Xuefeng solemnly said: "Definitely."
Chen Zikun said: "My base is short of food and quilts.
It is not linked to the Military Region Logistics Department, and it is difficult to disturb the Prime Minister.
Life is difficult."
Ye Xuefeng said: "Since it is a highly confidential unit, the military region cannot blame them if they don't know.
Let's do this.
I will give you a temporary number so that you can receive supplies from the Provincial Military Region Logistics Department.
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What do you think?"
Chen Zikun said: "Isn't this good?"
But his expression was joyful, and he obviously agreed.
Ye Xuefeng said: "That's it.
The air service unit number code starts with 39.
Since you are directly under the central government and you are making it up, let's call it Troop 39000 to the outside world."
Chen Zikun said: "Then I'll trouble you."
He secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, it was Ye Xuefeng who came, and this time the private salt became the official salt.
Ye Xuefeng looked at the clouds on the horizon and said with emotion: "You are protected by the Prime Minister, but there are still many people in the center of the whirlpool.
Many old generals have been knocked down and fought.
Lao Wu cannot bear the humiliation.
He" Speaking of this, Ye Xuefeng, who had spent his life as a soldier, choked up.
He took off his glasses and wiped the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief.
"What's wrong with Changqing?"
Chen Zikun asked with concern.
"He was shocked and couldn't bear the humiliation, so he shot himself."
Ye Xuefeng put on his glasses and regained his composure.
Chen Zikun looked into the distance and sighed: "Old Wu, you have suffered."
The attachés of the military region in the distance watched the commander talking to Chen Zikun, but they did not dare to step forward and stayed on standby.
Ye Xuefeng looked at his watch: "It's getting late.
It's time for me to go.
Old friend, you should take good care of yourself."
Chen Zikun shook hands with him again: "Of course, we all need to live well."
"Salute" The sentries lined up and saluted with guns.
The convoy was billowing with smoke and left the 39,000-strong troop station.
Chen Zikun and others finally let go of their worries.
There was no danger, and they successfully deceived the regular number.
They will be more confident in the future.
"How about we just hang out like this?
It's quite safe to stay here, and there are troops to protect us."
Chen Shou said.
Chen Zikun turned around suddenly: "The fire cannot be contained in the paper.
Since the identity has been revealed, it is only a matter of time before the incident occurs.
Send the order, step up repairs, go all out, and leave here as soon as possible."
"But" Chen Shou wanted to say something else.
"Is the army safe?
The commander was forced to commit suicide by shooting himself.
Can you expect our squad of soldiers to be able to stop the Red Guards and rebels?"
Chen Zikun dispelled Chen Shou's illusions with one sentence.
On the military vehicle, Chief of Staff Zhang asked Ye Xuefeng: "Chief, why is Chen Zikun here?"
Ye Xuefeng closed his eyes and rested his mind: "This is the air force directly under the central government, code-named 39000.
This is the situation you can control."
Chief of Staff Zhang understood: "I understand, don't ask questions that shouldn't be asked."
When the convoy arrived at the provincial capital, the commander of the provincial military region led his troops to greet him.
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After a brief exchange of greetings, he introduced the situation in the city.
The Red General Division was the largest, with thousands of men and horses, and 500 rifles.
It was quite powerful.
Ye Xuefeng immediately gave instructions that the central government's spirit was to support the left, but it could not allow the civilian armed forces to become too powerful and affect the party's leadership.
The army has long been dissatisfied with the General Secretary Red.
With just a word from the leader, various working groups began to collect the weapons of the General Secretary Red.
The main force of the General Secretary Red are students from universities and middle schools.
Young men of sixteen or seventeen years old can do anything.
It was only five minutes of heat, and I was a little mentally exhausted after revolting too much.
As soon as I was persuaded by my uncle from the People's Liberation Army, I surrendered my gun and went back.
Only a group of direct descendants under Chen Zhong refused to hand over their guns and remained entrenched in the Federation of Trade Unions building.
The female soldier Yan Xiaosong brought the Wuliangye that her grandfather had treasured for many years from home.
Wang Xiaofei took out the military can and pried it open with a bayonet.
A few key members poured the wine from a tea jar, clinked the glasses and drank it all in one gulp.
Yan Xiaosong choked and coughed, her face flushed.
Chen Zhong said: "Comrades, the final moment of life and death for the Red Chief has come.
Let's vote by a show of hands whether we should fight to the death or go back to school."
"I listen to the Commander-in-Chief."
Yan Xiaosong looked at his idol with reverence.
"I think we should go back to school first.
Anyway, the Provincial Federation has been defeated by us.
Who should we fight next?
Should we fight with the People's Liberation Army?"
Xu Hongbing made a very frank suggestion.
He is a son of a high-ranking cadre and originally looked down on the extermination of relatives for justice.
Chen Zhong, who made his fortune, was forced by the situation in the past, but now that the situation has reversed, he naturally has to jump out.
"What do you mean?"
Chen Zhong looked at his loyal subordinate Wang Xiaofei.
Wang Xiaofei lowered his head and said nothing for a while, then said: "I agree with Lao Xu's opinion."
"What about you?"
Chen Zhong looked at his brother Chen Shi angrily.
Chen Shi murmured: "I want to go home."
"Good-for-nothing."
Chen Zhong cursed, hating the fact that iron was not made of steel.
He had great ambitions.
How could these ordinary people understand?
Defeating a provincial federation is nothing.
The important thing is to control the power at the grassroots level and truly become the president.
Commander, realize your childhood dream.
Although Chen Zhong despised his father who was shot for stealing food, he kept in mind the stories his father told him when he was a child.
Chen Shuangxi served as Chen Zikun's adjutant for decades and highly respected this legendary figure.
Chen Zhong also learned many stories from that year through subtle influences.
Chen Zhong is a young hero who kills relatives for righteousness.
He became famous throughout the country at the age of ten, which can be regarded as a successful young man.
In his heart, he despises the fifth category of red children like Xu Hongbing.
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He thinks that they only rely on the power of their fathers to get to this level.
These guys are far inferior to him.
This revolutionary from the bottom.
Chen Zikun became a general and military governor at the age of twenty-five, and I, Chen Zhong, could also be the secretary of the provincial party committee at the age of twenty.
This was an ambition buried deep in his heart.
However, ambition is ambition after all.
The troops intervened in the fighting, and the Red General Division collapsed instantly.
Ninety percent of the troops were dispersed, leaving only some subordinates who were not determined and could not achieve anything at all.
Suddenly, Chen Zhong felt like a hero was at his end.
All his subordinates, including his own brother, betrayed him, and only Yan Xiaosong, who was like Yu Ji, was left by his side.
The sound of the loudspeaker of the propaganda vehicle of the leftist work team sounded outside again: "Students, put down your weapons and go back to class.
Revolutionary studies cannot be delayed."
"You guys go, I want to be alone for a while."
Chen Zhong stood at the window with his back to everyone, his thin face reflected in the glass.
"Commander-in-Chief, you should evacuate as soon as possible."
After Xu Hongbing finished speaking, he took Wang Xiaofei and strode away.
Compared with Chen Zhonglai, Xu Hongbing had more political wisdom.
He knew that it was unrealistic to go all the way to the end, except for being loyal to Chairman Mao.
Apart from the iron rule, all other positions and creeds can be adapted to the situation.
Only Yan Xiaosong was left, and the young female Red Guard hugged Chen Zhong from behind: "Commander-in-Chief, don't abandon me."
The girl's warm breasts pressed against Chen Zhong's back, making him feel disgusted.
How long had it been, this girl was still thinking about me and me, what a fucking petty bourgeois sentiment.
"Get out of here, I don't want to see you again" Chen Zhong burst out suddenly, with veins pulsing in his temples.
He was so frightened that Yan Xiaosong took a few steps back, and suddenly ran away while covering his face and crying bitterly.
Under the Federation of Trade Unions building, the last group of Red Guards walked out and handed over their firearms to the military work team.
The light flashed twice and then went out.
The room was dark with all the window glass blocked.
Chen Zhong burned the documents of the Red Directorate and was the last one to walk out of the building.
The sunlight outside was very dazzling.
Chen Zhong walked heavily and left the Federation of Trade Unions building where General Secretary Hong had occupied for a long time.
He was walking alone on the street, thinking about how to make a comeback.
Suddenly, he felt a light on his head and turned around to see a young man snatching his hat.
Just run away.
"Stop!"
Chen Zhong made up his mind to take out his gun, but the pistol had already been handed over.
He chased after him without thinking.
The hat thief turned into an alley.
Chen Zhong just rushed in and was hit with a stick.
He hit him hard.
He fell to the ground, his face covered with blood, and in a trance he saw two people peeling off his military uniform and sneakers.
"You are looking for death."
Chen Zhong suddenly jumped up and grabbed one of them tightly.
The other one swung a stick in desperation and hit Chen Zhong on the head once and twice.
Finally, Chen Zhong fell to the ground.
Two thieves snatched his military cap, stripped off his military uniform and military trousers, and took away his armed belt and sneakers.
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It was not until the evening that Chen Zhong's body was discovered by the masses.
There was no hope of solving the case.
The Public Security Bureau had long been paralyzed, the criminal investigation experts had been overthrown and criticized, and the military control team had too many affairs and no energy to deal with this matter.
The all-powerful Commander-in-Chief of the Red Guards in the provincial capital, a young hero who exterminated his relatives for righteousness, was lying quietly on the funeral parlor table with a lot of plastic flowers beside him.
He was wearing a brand new green military uniform and a new pair of white jialai sneakers on his feet.
There is a Chairman Mao badge on his chest and a military cap beside him.
In the funeral home, people were bursting into tears.
All the people who came to the memorial service were teenagers aged 16 or 17.
Yan Xiaosong cried so hard, Chen Shi held his brother's portrait, and Wang Xiaofei and Xu Hongbing both looked solemn.
It was drizzling and the south wind was whining.
Thousands of Red Guards with white flowers on their chests sent their commander-in-chief on his last journey.
This was the last scene of Chen Zhong's life
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