Scholars in the courtyard

Machinery factory.

When Mr. Qian called, Liu Huaimin picked up the phone immediately.

After learning about the situation in Shanghai, Liu Huaimin was as excited as Mr. Wang. He hung up the phone and ran out. He told Yang Youning first, and then they both ran to the workshop.

Along the way, the two were overjoyed. When they met Chen Gong and Wang Guodong, they couldn't help but tell him.

The news of the big victory spread immediately, and cheers and long live continued to ring.

At this moment, Yang Xiaotao was busy producing Jinglei engines in the workshop. During this period of time, everyone stayed in the workshop and was busy. As the leader, he naturally had to set an example.

Besides, if we talk about who has the most comprehensive skills here, there is no one else except him.

Those masters who came to help were also impressed by Yang Xiaotao's skills. Now these masters dare to disobey others' words, but no one dares to underestimate Yang Xiaotao's words.

This is the rule of capable people.

In the workshop, Yang Xiaotao was directing the assembly of the engine. During this period, the production output was increasing, but the assembly progress was slow. The reason was that everyone was not familiar with the design of the engine.

Yang Xiaotao, who was busy, suddenly heard a shout from behind him. He looked up and saw Liu Huaimin and Yang Youning leading a group of people running over. Then he came to the front and said solemnly, "Xiaotao, and comrades, we won a big victory in Shanghai."

"Our Jinglei won a big victory."

There was a moment of silence, and everyone was confused!

"Comrades, we won the battle!"

Yang Youning shouted again.

Then suddenly there was a sound like a tsunami.

Yang Xiaotao's face was happy, and someone suddenly rushed over to him. Before he could react, he felt his body thrown into the air.

...

Coming out of the machinery factory, Yang Xiaotao felt lighter.

He even felt that the air became clearer.

These days, his beard has grown a circle, and his whole body is like rust, and he urgently needs to be moisturized.

The car was driving slowly on the road. Yang Xiaotao's eyes swept over the green trees on both sides, and then he realized that spring had come.

Back in the courtyard, everyone was curious to see Yang Xiaotao like this.

His beard was untidy, which was completely inconsistent with his previous image.

However, he looked more mature.

Entering the door, Ran Qiuye was cooking for the children at home.

Yang Xiaotao's sudden return surprised her.

The children ran over and asked what he had been doing.

Yang Xiaotao picked them up one by one and pierced them with his beard, then smiled at Ran Qiuye, "I'm back."

Ran Qiuye gathered her hair and smiled sweetly, "Welcome home."

Eating, shaving, taking a bath, and changing into clean clothes

Under the night, in the room, in the dark, the two people told each other about their lovesickness.

Hugging each other tightly, without much communication, everything was unspoken.

Big official.

Villa halfway up the mountain.

The sinister old man sat quietly at the table with a briefing in front of him.

Three hours ago, he was still waiting for good news at the airport.

He was even imagining what kind of speech he would make when the plane returned after completing the mission.

When the mission was completed, how should he report the results to his superiors.

He even thought about continuing to plan and blowing up all the industrial areas along the coast.

Unexpectedly, a plane crashed on the runway with smoke, which made his beautiful mood become gloomy.

When the pilot was brought to him and told the situation, he almost took out his gun to kill the pretender.

But before he could draw his gun, his body was dizzy.

When he woke up again, he appeared in the villa.

He came to the study in a daze, and the secretary brought the battle report to the table.

As the pilot said, this was a trap.

Even from the beginning of luring them to blow up the shipyard, this was part of the plan.

No, it should have been planned since the other party developed the gas turbine.

He thought of a person who had this strategy.

Only that person had a perfect plan of the whole situation.

And he was just a chess piece manipulated by that person, step by step into the trap set.

What he thought was infallible and sure of victory was actually a little sweetness given by the other party.

Stupid, I was really stupid.

He just cooperated with the other party and sent out all the strongest forces.

Only one in a hundred survived.

Even the two most advanced planes were taken in. How could he explain this to the financial sponsor?

It's over, it's all over.

After this battle, he forgot everything he had worked hard for.

His career also came to an end.

It's over.

Everything about him is over.

He even thought that the person who arrested him was on the way.

It's over!

The old man closed his eyes in pain.

Thinking back on his life, he was determined to serve his country since he was young, and when he grew up, he entered the secret front, fighting domestic warlords and foreign forces.

It was just as the saying goes, he fought against the sky and the earth in his life, but he didn't expect that he would lose in a fight with people.

And thinking about the fights with the other party over the years.

It seems that there has never been a complete success.

Hahaha

"Sad, so sad, how can I live in shame!"

"Hahaha!"

The sinister old man suddenly laughed, and his body began to tremble as he laughed.

His eyes suddenly opened wide, as if his eyeballs were about to bulge out.

The next second, the sound stopped abruptly.

Puff~

A mouthful of blood sprayed on the table, and the whole person collapsed.

In his last moments, the old man looked at the rope beside the table.

Outside the house, the female secretary was a little hesitant when she heard the movement inside, and finally decided to wait outside.

The person in the house had a strange personality, and she didn't dare to go in without the bell ringing.

Her predecessor went in without permission and was sunk the next day.

So, without orders, she didn't dare to go in.

The secretary sat at the table, stretched out her hand to support her head and prepared to take a nap.

It wasn't until a burst of footsteps sounded in the corridor that the secretary woke up, and then subconsciously looked at the time on the wall. It was two o'clock in the morning, and it was actually very late.

Subconsciously looking back at the house, fortunately there was no movement inside.

Just as he was rejoicing, three figures suddenly appeared in the corridor.

The secretary frowned, because he didn't know these three people, and they were definitely not people in this villa.

"Who are you?"

The secretary stood up and asked. Three people came closer. The leader was a middle-aged man wearing sunglasses. He had regular features, a well-proportioned figure, and a revolver on his waist.

Faced with the secretary's question, the man ignored it and walked straight into the house.

The secretary wanted to ask again, and then saw the young man on the left took out a red book, flashed it in front of the secretary's eyes, and then followed him forward.

The secretary's heart trembled. That was the one who was responsible for internal investigations.

My heart immediately fell to the bottom.

Creaky

The middle-aged man pushed open the door, but the three people were standing at the door.

The secretary walked forward carefully, and when she saw the dried blood stains on the snow-white carpet and the old man lying on the table with his eyes wide open, she screamed unconsciously in her throat.

But in the next second, a cold metal was stuffed into her mouth, making her dare not speak again.

It was still the young man who took out the certificate just now, holding a gun in his hand, and his left hand was still making a silent gesture at his mouth.

The secretary dared not speak immediately, but her body was shaking violently, and saliva kept dripping from the muzzle of the gun.

The young man still kept holding the gun, and even looked at the secretary with interest, showing an evil smile.

"Let's go, the person is useless."

The middle-aged man went in to check, and the person was already cold.

He walked to the door and glanced at the secretary, "Take her away."

"Find out the family situation of the crew members."

The young man nodded immediately, "Leave it to me."

...

Sijiu City, Siheyuan.

The morning sun shone into the house through the window, the thin quilt was lifted, and Yang Xiaotao opened his eyes.

His eyes kept scanning the house, windows, walls, roofs, cabinets, radios.

Everything was so familiar.

Beside him, his wife was still asleep.

Last night was a bit long.

She was a little tired.

After cooking in the morning and the family finished eating, Yang Xiaotao rode his bicycle out to get a haircut.

Then I went home at noon and played with my children for a while in the afternoon. Just when Yang Xiaotao was about to read a book, a familiar voice suddenly came from the street alley.

Then I heard a news about the battle in Shanghai.

No exaggeration, no cover-up, everything is true.

The air is full of joy, and the loudspeaker is full of passionate vocals.

As soon as the news came out, it spread all over the country.

One by one, the exciting good news spread quickly through radio waves and newspapers.

Of course, the specific process will not be too detailed, the specific data will not be too accurate, and even the photos that appeared in the newspaper are just a vague thunder.

Everything is kept mysterious.

And mystery can give the enemy the greatest deterrence.

At this moment, even if Ran Qiuye knew it a long time ago, she still looked at her man with pride.

Such an excellent man, she must be worthy of him.

The next second, Ran Qiuye looked at Duanwu who was riding on Wangcai. If this kid had half of his father's ability, no, a little half, she would have no worries.

Duanwu, who was working on the side, suddenly felt a chill on his back, then looked around, and when he met his mother's eyes, he shuddered unconsciously.

In the evening, except for Duanwu's wailing a little more, there was nothing different.

Just like last night.

The next day, Yang Xiaotao came to the machinery factory refreshed.

Jinglei achieved such a good effect, and their task at the Red Star Machinery Factory has been completed.

The next step is other work.

By the way, there is also the research work on machine tools.

The last thing promised to Alfat has been delayed for more than half a year, and it's time to solve it.

Back in the office, Yang Xiaotao just sat down and Yang Youning walked in.

"Xiaotao, I want to ask you something."

"Old Yang, just say it directly, don't rub your hands, it's easy for people to misunderstand."

"Go away! What misunderstanding, what can I, a big man, want from you."

Yang Xiaotao rolled his eyes, "It's because you are a big man that I'm afraid."

Yang Youning was stunned, then snorted coldly and sat aside.

After a while, he took out a pack of cigarettes, and after they lit them, he asked, "We have made a contribution this time and completed the task. We will be commended by the higher authorities."

"I want to ask, do you plan to produce this Jinglei engine?"

"I have been thinking about it for a long time, but I haven't made up my mind yet. I want to hear what you think."

Yang Xiaotao was not surprised by Yang Youning's question.

In fact, he had thought about this question last night, whether the machinery factory should produce engines in the future.

But after thinking it over and over again, Yang Xiaotao felt that it was better to hand over this piece of cake.

"Lao Yang, if I don't plan to produce in the factory, what do you think?"

Yang Youning looked a little stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted, "Whatever you think, that's it."

"Lao Liu and I fully support this matter."