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ˆ “.”

 That’s strange to say.

The voice in the room was obviously quite weak, but Xu Yun heard a hoarse roar from it.

as if

 Someone uses the voice of Khazik in LOL that says "Change is a good thing" and shouts "囸孴嬕 refund" in front of you.

 There is no doubt that the person in the house, that is, Yang Shiju, must have breached the defense.

But what was the reason why Yang Shiju broke the defense?

 Could it be that it is difficult to accept the fact that an 'ace pilot' like himself was shot down by rabbits who looked down upon him and became a 'dead pilot'?

 Or maybe he was actually a rare loyal minister on the other side, and he felt ashamed and angry when he found out that he was captured by a rabbit instead of a heroic sacrifice?

 Or maybe you woke up and found that you can no longer use a certain part of your body?

Hmm, why?

Just as Xu Yun was guessing, the voice in the room rang again:

"Do you think I am a three-year-old child? How could a donkey kick us down from the sky?! You might as well say we were kicked down with a bamboo pole!"

Xu Yun:

ˆ “.”

Well, I guess this guy also had a problem with his head.

Then Xu Yun took a deep breath and followed Lin Yu to the outside of the house. Lin Yu stepped forward and knocked on the door.

　　咚咚咚—

 With a knock on the door.

The room suddenly fell silent, and then there were several extremely subtle clicks, and at the same time a calm but low male voice came out:

"who?"

"It's me, Lin Yu from the special care department of the hospital, and consultant Xu Yunxu from the base."

ˆ “.”

The sound of footsteps soon came from inside the house, and after less than half a minute, a man opened the door.

The man is about fifty years old, with a standard Chinese character face, sharp eyebrows and straight facial features. He was obviously a handsome guy when he was young.

This person was the political commissar Lin who was responsible for the arrest of the enemy agent "Chen Wenliang" who was surrounded by our comrades in Jinta County.

Political Commissar Lin’s full name is Lin Anbang, and his true identity is actually the top person in charge of the confidentiality agency in the Longyou area. He participated in some back-up arrangements for the retreat from the other side of the river.

After Chen Wenliang was arrested, Lin Anbang was transferred to Base 221, along with several "actors" like Yingzi Zhuzi. Their respective tasks had been completed after Chen Wenliang was arrested, but they could not return due to confidentiality requirements. The original unit was then divided into the 221st base.

  After all, the foundation and loyalty of these comrades have been proven by time, and allowing them to be exposed to the atomic bomb project is in a sense an affirmation of their years of dedication.

Now Yingzi and the others are assigned to the peripheral defense points of the base such as Guide County. Among them, the bamboo pole went to Director Huang, the director of the Wayao Factory where Xu Yun was first discovered.

Lin Anbang is currently responsible for some confidential matters at the main base. His specific level is a little higher than that of old Zhou, and he is considered a third-in-command and fourth-in-command type.

He had already met Lin Yu in the morning, but he was still a little unfamiliar with Xu Yun, the legendary medium rare.

 Lin Anbang glanced at Xu Yun subconsciously, with a smile on his face, and at the same time stretched out his hand:

“Hello, Counselor Xu, I am Lin Anbang from the Secret Service. You can call me Lao Lin or Comrade Anbang. Of course, if you like to call me by my full name, there is no problem.”

Xu Yun also shook hands with him politely:

 “Hello, I’m Xu Yun.”

After letting go of his hand, Lin Anbang stepped aside.

Lin Yu quickly pushed Xu Yun's wheelchair into the house.

 After the two of them have completely entered the house.

Lin Anbang stuck his head out and looked around a few times. When he noticed Lao Zhou who was following Xu Yun and the other two people from the main building not far away, his eyes relaxed a little.

Then Lin Anbang and Lao Zhou nodded in greeting and gently closed the door again.

 Mentioned earlier.

The original mission of this room was to house various equipment of the base staff hospital, so the internal structure is actually very simple.

The area of ​​the room is only about twenty square meters. Next to it is a simple small table with a basin on it. Some hot water is flowing in the basin, and there is a towel on the edge of the basin.

The lighting in the room is not particularly good, with only weak sunlight coming in. After all, many equipment require a light-proof environment, but some spots on the wall can still be seen.

There is a small bed in the center of the room, which is almost the same size as the one Xu Yun is lying on, measuring 1.2 meters by 1.8 meters.

 At this moment.

Sitting on the bed was an extremely weak man with a hunched back, messy hair, and several horrific scars on his face. His hands were drooped on the medical quilt, and his eyes were fixed on Xu Yun'er who came in from outside the house. people.

 No, exactly

 Should be staring at Xu Yun.

after awhile.

This person, Yang Shiju, suddenly felt his throat roll a few times and asked Xu Yun:

"Are you Nanping? Or Captain Lu? Have you also fallen into the hands of (beep)?"

 Xu Yun was suddenly startled.

But soon he realized something—Yang Shiju thought he was another captured pilot.

After all, the degree of disfigurement on his face has exceeded 80%, and the bandage on his face cannot tell whether the original face shape is round, Chinese-shaped, or shoehorned—even if Xu Yun’s own mother traveled here, she would be 100% Speaking from a pure passerby.

Moreover, Xu Yun's figure is relatively average. Pilots are generally only over 1.7 meters tall. If they are too thin or too fat, they cannot fly a plane. This part is coincidental.

In addition, Yang Shiju had just woken up at this time, and the rabbits hummed and pushed a man in a wheelchair who was also seriously burned. It was strange that Yang Shiju didn't think of his companion.

Lin Anbang on the side was obviously aware of this, and his eyes suddenly moved slightly.

 Nanping?

Captain Lu?

Although the Black Cat Squadron is top secret on the other side, the rabbits can still get some information about the pilots themselves.

There is only one person named Nanping in the black cat, that is, the famous No. 1 pilot on the other side of the river, Li Nanping.

From top to bottom, there are one squadron leader and two squad captains, but among them, the only one with the surname Lu is the squadron leader Lu Xiliang.

　　Previously, the organization was desperately trying to use their connections to find out who the other two pilots were shot down on the other side. Unexpectedly, as soon as Xu Yun appeared on the stage, Yang Shiju revealed it himself.

To know.

The Rabbits' crash notice will be released soon. Whether or not the notice contains information about the downed pilot are two completely different concepts.

 The organization spent more than two months without finding out the pilot's information, which shows how tight the other side is on this part of the information.

Once the rabbits publish the information about the three pilots, maybe the other side will start self-examination.

There are no undercover rabbits in the flight system on the other side (otherwise, it would be difficult to find out), so the rabbits can watch the show with their legs crossed, after all, that one is a well-known micro-manipulation master.

Then Lin Anbang glanced at Xu Yun again. This seventy-year-old man really deserves his reputation.

Think of this.

 Another clever plan suddenly appeared in Lin Anbang's mind.

He quickly glanced at Xu Yun, then approached Xu Yun's ear and asked in a very low voice:

“Advisor Xu, I remember seeing it in the files of the Secret Service. You seem to know the Black Cat Squadron very well? - Please answer me as quietly as possible.”

Xu Yun glanced at Lin Anbang. Although he didn't know what Lin Anbang was thinking, he still gave a soft hum to express his affirmation.

Lin Anbang patted Xu Yun's shoulder and said it was okay, then he turned to look at Lin Yu and asked loudly:

“Dr. Lin, how long can Mr. Li Nanping afford to talk now?”

 Li Nanping?

 Hearing this name, Lin Yu's expression suddenly became one of astonishment.

There is obviously a big problem with this expression. Fortunately, Lin Yu's position at this time happened to be with his back to Yang Shiju, so this surprise was not noticed by Yang Shiju.

At the same time, Lin Yu is an international student who has been abroad after all, and his understanding ability is still very strong, so he quickly adjusted his state after the initial surprise.

I saw him quickly put away his surprise, folded his left hand across his chest, raised his right elbow upwards, and pinched his chin with his right thumb to make a thinking gesture. The few seconds of silence due to surprise turned into a perfect Time to think:

“Well, although Mr. Li Nanping woke up a little earlier, his injuries are still serious, so we can only talk for one to two hours at most. Any longer may affect his health.”

Lin Anbang nodded and continued to ask:

 “Where are your vocal cords? Still can’t speak?”

 Lin Yu continued to act stupid:

“Well, I still can’t communicate properly—but my hearing is still fine.”

Lin Anbang sighed with some "regret" when he saw this, and then his expression became serious again, and he turned to look at Yang Shiju on the bed:

"Yang Shiju, whether you believe it or not, your U2 was kicked down by a donkey, in short, it is a fact that three U2s were shot down at the same time - you should have known or witnessed the shooting down of the other two U2s during the crash. "

"So there is no need or sense for you to delve into what caused you. Now the only thing you can do is to cooperate with our work like Mr. Li Nanping."

“Only by honestly confessing what you know can you win leniency and maybe a way out.”

"impossible!"

Before Lin Anbang finished speaking, Yang Shiju interrupted him again. He pointed at Xu Yun with his trembling fingers and sneered in a hoarse voice:

“Lin, do you really think I’ve been kicked in the head by a donkey? - Oh, if you find someone so burned that he can’t speak, and say he’s Li Nanping, will I believe it?”

Yang Shiju is after all a flying elite selected through many layers. When he first met Xu Yun, he was a bit confused because he had not yet adapted to the on-site environment. But after hearing that this Lin Nanping had fallen towards the rabbit but could not speak, he immediately realized that this Li Nanping must be pretending - the purpose was to break his psychological defense.

 It’s just ridiculous.

Can a person like Li Nanping just disfigure his appearance, sit in a wheelchair, and keep silent to pretend to be?

It’s so funny!

However, Lin Anbang was not frightened by Yang Shiju. He shook his head slightly:

“Yang Shiju, I know what you’re thinking—you think we found a disfigured mute to pretend to be Li Nanping, so that you can’t tell the difference from his appearance or his voice. Am I right?”

“Tsk, tsk. You are looking down on us too much. How could we tell such a lie that will be revealed as soon as we say it?”

“I told you that Li Nanping’s voice was severely damaged and he couldn’t communicate, but his hearing is still there and he can write with both hands.”

"If you don't believe it, you can ask him some questions and see if he can answer them? - Of course, Mr. Li Nanping's fingers were seriously injured, and his handwriting must be different from before."

“But compared to handwriting, certain confidential questions can actually confirm his identity better. Do you think this is the truth?”

Yang Shiju was startled for a moment, and then fell silent. At the same time, there was a trace of deep-hidden surprise in his eyes.

Although he still doesn't believe this rationally, it is undeniable that Lin Anbang's statement does make sense - this is actually the logic behind his questioning of this "Li Nanping".

 Unexpectedly, Lin Anbang actually used this point to question himself, and he seemed quite confident.

 Is it an empty city strategy?

  Or is this person really Li Nanping?

 After thinking for a moment, he suddenly raised his head without warning and asked Xu Yun:

“If you are Li Nanping, then tell me what is your wife’s name?”

 ‘Li Nanping’ thought for a moment after hearing this, picked up the paper and pen Lin Anbang asked someone to prepare from the table, and wrote a few words.

Lin Anbang picked up the piece of paper and looked at it for a few times, then raised it to Yang Shiju:

 “Ye Qiuying.”

Yang Shiju’s pupils suddenly shrank.

The Black Cat Squadron's significance to the other side is actually the same as that of the 221st Base to the Rabbits. They are both top secrets among top secrets.

  But what is different from China is that the other side has a very high desire to control the members of the Black Cat Squadron.

 Note, this is a desire for control, not a need for confidentiality.

 In addition to hiding relevant files, the other side even used honey traps on many members.

 That’s right, most of the wives of the members of the Black Cat Squadron are in a similar situation to the swallows over the furry bear.

Therefore, the names of these family members are naturally kept secret from the outside world, and only a few people within the squadron know it.

Of course.

Li Nanping's answer is not a solid one. After all, the confidentiality of family information is still lower, and theoretically there is a possibility of leakage.

 So more than ten seconds later.

Yang Shiju took a deep breath again and asked:

“Who was the first pilot in our squadron to fly a U2 across the continent? Also, what was his original name?”

Xu Yun quickly gave another reply, and it was still Lin Anbang who answered on his behalf:

 “Chen Huaisheng, formerly known as Chen Huai.”

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This time, Yang Shiju’s relatively healthy left hand couldn’t help but clenched into a fist, and his eyes became increasingly wandering.

His question seems to focus on the latter, which is the so-called original name, but the former is actually the key.

 Because there is a big hole here.

The news that Chen Huaisheng drove the U2 across the mainland had been vigorously publicized within the air force on the other side. If the rabbits could get Ye Qiuying's information, it would not be very difficult to grasp the news.

 But assuming the rabbits really got the file, the name displayed on it would only be [Chen Huai].

 Because of the name Chen Huaisheng. Chen Huaigang changed his name in less than four days (the time of the crash), and a Bobo Chicken enthusiast personally changed his name.

At that time, Chen Huaisheng and others were already on standby in the 35th Squadron, and they did not even have a chance to contact the outside world.

Unless the master of micromanipulation personally informed the secretary about it, and the secretary publicized it, the rabbits would never know the three words Chen Huaisheng.

Of course.

 There is another possibility.

That is.

 The disfigured man in front of him is really Li Nanping himself.

Opposite Yang Shiju, Xu Yun’s lips curved slightly.

joke.

Let alone some personnel secrets of the Black Cat Squadron, who can surpass him as a time traveler?

If you talk about tanks or missiles, he really doesn't know, but he is very familiar with the Black Cat Squadron. After all, he was with Chengdu Aircraft Company in his last life.

 Furthermore, some of the rules of the Black Cat Squadron are very similar to those of the 221st Base, and the personal relationships between pilots are very shallow.

For example, in the original history, the captured Black Cat Squadron member Ye Tangdi recalled some contents:

[At that time, after we (the pilots of the Black Cat Squadron) completed the training mission, we were required to disperse back to the dormitory. We could read newspapers or watch black and white TV, but private gatherings and chatting were prohibited. They (the Squadron Political Department) also set up an internal reporting channel. If you report more than two gatherings, you will be expelled from the squadron. At that time, the salary of the squadron was very high (four times that of ordinary pilots), so everyone was reluctant to give up the job. They went home like strangers as soon as they got off the plane, but they were still performing their missions. Occasionally we will chat when we are together].

Therefore.

Theoretically speaking, as long as Yang Shiju doesn't ask Xu Yun to take off his pants to check a certain organ (it's still common for pilots to take a shower together), it's almost impossible for him to ask some personal questions.

What's more, the essence of asking questions is to verify identity. If it is not a secret that only two people know, the content of personal communication is actually not as reliable as some professional secrets.

If Yang Shiju insists on asking "What did we say when we first met?", Xu Yun can handle it by saying "I don't remember."

So after understanding Lin Anbang’s thoughts, he immediately started acting in cooperation.

After all, as the second captain of the Black Cat Squadron, Yang Shiju has many secrets, many of which may not be known to rabbits in future generations, and their value is still very high.

Of course.

Lin Anbang may not know this. His idea is actually a bit simpler - Yang Shiju would definitely not speak under normal circumstances, so since he misunderstood Xu Yun's Li Nanping at the beginning, he should try to pretend.

 It doesn’t cost any money, just give it a try.

 Then another minute passed.

Yang Shiju suddenly took a deep breath, hoarsely, and asked Xu Yun the last question:

“Where was our squadron assembled back then? How many people were in the first batch to pass the exam? Who died during training?”

 This time.

Xu Yun thought for a little longer.

 A few minutes later, he picked up the pen again and wrote something down.

Lin Anbang quickly picked up the piece of paper again and read it in front of Yang Shiju:

“The secret assembly location is the Laughlin base in Texas across the sea, and we transfer in Ryukyu. There are 12 members in the first batch of training, and only six of them passed the examination in the end.”

“Among them, Xi Yaohua, Yu Qingchang, and Huang Qixian died during training. The names of the remaining three cannot be remembered for the time being.”

In the original history, Ye Changdi mentioned the trial training of the Black Cat Squadron in great detail in his autobiography, which included several pilots who died during the trial training.

Among them, Xu Yun was deeply impressed by three people:

Xi Yaohua, who has a rather special surname,

　　The pronunciation is similar to Huang Qixian, a classmate of his in high school named Huang Qixian.

Yu Qingchang, whose ancestral home is in the same town as him, was not long after Xu Yun came out of the ivory tower, and he was tricked into drinking intestinal tea that caused diarrhea, so the name Qingchang impressed him the most.

As for the other three, he really couldn’t remember them, but in theory the previous content should be convincing enough.

at the same time.

Every time Lin Anbang read a name, Yang Shiju's back straightened up.

  But less than half a minute passed.

Yang Shiju suddenly felt like a deflated rubber ball. His originally straight back suddenly collapsed, and his head hung down, feeling inexplicably decadent.

 A moment later.

Yang Shiju suddenly took a deep breath and looked up at Lin Anbang:

“I am the captain of the Black Cat Squadron, and I have a lot of information that Li Nanping is not qualified to have access to. If I cooperate with you, how much can you give me?”

 “Money is easy to talk about.”

Lin Anbang waved his hand when he heard this, looking quite heroic:

“As long as the information you provide is valuable, it doesn’t matter how much money you ask for - of course, it can’t be too exaggerated.”

“Besides, since this is not the other side of the Taiwan Strait, we definitely can’t settle in Taiwan dollars. Can you understand this?”

Yang Shiju nodded quickly:

  “It’s understandable, it’s understandable.”

 Seeing Yang Shiju, whose head was nodding like a vibrator, Lin Anbang's eyes flashed with a hint of sarcasm.

joke.

 For what you have done, wouldn’t killing you ten thousand times be good enough?

Of course, Lin Anbang did not lie to Yang Shiju.

 After all, the settlement of Ming currency is indeed different from that of Taiwan dollar.

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