The wind is down

The snow is heavy

The snowflakes in the sky rushed into the embrace of the earth, without considering their fate after landing.

Just like Captain He and his soldiers, they walked towards the group of almost crazy and passionate young people without hesitation.

"Ugh!"

Liu Guozheng sighed.

Captain He did not follow Liu Guozheng's suggestion and left Director Yao and the others in the convoy, under the protection of the remaining soldiers.

"Captain He, no matter what time it is, you must not use your guns. This is a prerequisite for a peaceful resolution of this matter."

Director Yao rolled down the window and shouted towards the vaguely visible backs of Captain He and the others.

"Mr. Yao, didn't you say you were responsible for resolving this matter peacefully? Why are you hiding in the back?"

Director Yao said confidently: "Liu Guozheng, what do you know? I am the commander. How can I lead the charge?"

"I didn't ask you to charge into battle, but to negotiate and communicate."

"It won't be too late for me to go after Captain He and his men have the situation under control."

"Hmph! Waste!"

"Liu Guozheng, forget it. I can't talk to you. You are just a peasant and you don't understand the knowledge here."

Director Yao rolled up the car window again, pretended to be calm, folded his arms, and leaned back in the seat with his eyes closed.

Faced with the shameless Director Yao, Liu Guozheng wanted to drag this guy out of the car and throw him into the crazy crowd.

But he couldn't, as that would only bring more trouble to Captain He and the others.

The snow was falling heavier and denser.

The visibility was only a few dozen meters, and the figures of Battalion Commander He and the group of soldiers had long disappeared in the wind and snow ahead.

Dense snowflakes formed a huge snow curtain, hanging down from the sky, dividing the area into two different worlds.

The world that Liu Guozheng lives in is safe and peaceful. The sound of the wind is much more pleasant. The rustling sound of snowflakes falling to the ground after the wind blows through seems to be full of vitality, adding a touch of agility to this silent world.

Captain He and his soldiers were heading to a violent and dangerous world, where there were shouts of people being carried away by "passion" mixed with wailing. The same sound of the wind was full of frenzy here, and the same rustling sounded so harsh.

Liu Guozheng, standing in the snow, stared ahead silently.

He was waiting quietly and listening attentively.

What he was waiting for was the wind to stop and the snow to stop, the return of the hero, and the satisfactory resolution of the matter.

What he heard from the violent wind in front of him and the hoarse shouts was safety, the safety of Battalion Commander He and the soldiers.

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"Brother Zheng, Brother Zheng..."

The sound was getting closer and the sight was becoming clearer. Behind Xu Liang were Xu Damao and his wife Zhang Wenhua.

"Brother Zheng, Brother Zheng, I knew it... Huhu..." Xu Damao took a breath and continued, "I knew you would come, Brother Zheng. I was so anxious. You don't know, those people are all crazy."

"Brother Zheng, thank you, thank you."

There was no color on Zhang Wenhua's face, and there was fear in his eyes. He kept saying thank you.

"Get in the car and warm up."

Liu Guozheng's car was never turned off, and the hot air generated by the engine continued. The inside and outside of the car were completely two different worlds.

After getting in the car, Liu Guozheng took out a bag of beef cubes and handed it to Zhang Wenhua. It is said that eating can relieve fear very well.

"Brother Zheng, is there anything to drink? I'm dying of thirst."

"Thirsty? You deserve to be thirsty. Don't you know that snow can be eaten?"

The snow in the 1960s was still safe to eat, as pollution was minimal at the time and the water after the melted snow was still clear, unlike the snow in later generations which turns black after melting.

"It's urgent. OK, I'll go down and get some snow to eat."

To be honest, eating snow in winter is very comfortable. Grab a ball and squeeze it tightly. If you add two grains of saccharin or a handful of white sugar, it will taste even more special.

"Okay, here you go."

Liu Guozheng handed Xu Damao and Zhang Wenhua a bottle of soda respectively. When it comes to food and drinks, Liu Guozheng always has no shortage of them in his car.

After Xu Damao finished drinking the soda in one breath, Liu Guozheng asked, "Damo, how come you have time to go shopping in the department store today?"

"Alas, I was thinking that it was the end of the year, no matter good or bad, it had been a year of hard work, so I came here to buy some things in advance, but who knew I would encounter such bad luck."

Talking about what happened today, Xu Damao sighed, but he did not forget to get some snacks from his wife.

Seeing the two people fighting for a piece of beef, Liu Guozheng felt relieved. It seemed that this matter would not have much impact on them, at least not for now.

Liu Guozheng asked again: "By the way, Damao, didn't you meet a group of soldiers on the way here?"

"Ah? Are the troops coming? I didn't really notice it. I just wanted to get away from there as quickly as possible."

Xu Damao was shocked. He didn't expect that the army was also alarmed. It seemed that the consequences were very serious. Several people might be shot. This matter was too big. On their way back, they saw a lot of people lying on the ground. They didn't know whether they were dead or alive. There was no movement, and they were almost buried by the snow.

"If we didn't meet, then we didn't meet. Do you two want to come back to the village with me, or should I send you back home?"

"Brother Zheng, let's go home. I miss Erbao."

During the time he was trapped, Zhang Wenhua was really scared. He was afraid that he would not be able to leave and that he would never see his children again. Now that he is safe, of course he has to return to his home and spend time with his family and children.

Xu Damao also said, "Yes, Brother Zheng, you should go home. Today's incident must have spread. Go home and report that you are safe."

"Okay then, I'll take you home once everyone has dispersed."

Liu Guozheng expressed his understanding of the two people's feelings.

"By the way, Brother Zheng, how many soldiers are here?"

"Not many, about four or five hundred."

"That's too few. There are over 10,000 people trapped inside the department store. Looking down from the upper floors, there are also a sea of ​​people outside. There are countless people."

“They misjudged the situation.”

"It seems that those hundreds of people are in danger. They are so angry that no one can persuade them. If Xu Liang hadn't acted ruthlessly when we came here, they would not have let us come."

"No way, just wait."

"Brother Zheng, I'll take a nap first. I feel a little sleepy."

After the tense nerves relax, people will feel weak and drowsy and want to sleep. While Xu Damao and Liu Guozheng were talking, Zhang Wenhua curled up in the back seat and fell asleep.

The snow continued to fall, with no sign of stopping.

Liu Guozheng rolled down the car window to a finger-width gap. After turning on the heater in the car for a long time, the lack of air circulation made it feel a bit stuffy.

I had just rolled down the window a little when I heard a bang in the distance.

That was the sound Liu Guozheng least wanted to hear. It was the sound of gunfire, which meant that Captain He and his men were threatened, and that things were heading in a bad direction.

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