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At eight or nine o'clock that night, they ran to a certain intersection and passed by an overpass, only to find Huo Chuanjun.

Chu Xun Chuanwu and the others were on the overpass, looking down from the bridge, there was a chaotic mess.

A group of People's Liberation Army soldiers were besieged and forced back to the vicinity of the bridge hole step by step, among them was the boss of the Huo family.Huo Chuanjun shouted, "Don't fight, don't fight anymore!"

Huo Chuanjun's head and face were also stained with blood, and the white shirt was covered with scuffle and fighting marks.Although he is very good at hands and feet, his fists are no match for a group of thugs.What's more, he is a normal person with a conscience. If he doesn't make a move, he has always played in self-defense.A thug rushed over from behind and hit Huo Chuanjun on the back of the head with a stick...

A little soldier was knocked to the ground and dragged into the crowd.

There are people who are not yet human enough to dissuade them, stop beating, run away, those people are already crazy, run away...

Huo Chuanwu yelled on the bridge, his voice was so hoarse that his vocal cords were about to burst into blood: "Brother!!!!!!!!!"

Chu Xun couldn't hold him back, and let Chuanwu break free from his grasp.He watched Chuanwu leave him helplessly, his back submerged in the chaotic crowd.Chuanwu jumped over the railing, stepped on the bridge pier, and then jumped off from a height of more than two meters. With a stick, he knocked a man besieging his brother to the ground...

Chu Xun grabbed the bridge railing and shouted, Er Wu, Er Wu, you are not allowed to go, you come back to me.

Two Wu.

you come back.

come back quickly.

The noise in his ears prevented him from even hearing his own voice, and the vision of hell was in front of him.

At that moment, Chu Xun was furious and mentally confused. After several hours of high tension, exhaustion and mental stimulation, he almost collapsed and couldn't bear it.

At that time, he was not able to protect Chuanwu and protect his closest people.

The iron railing of the bridge was bent under his unconscious violent struggle and tearing, and his ten fingers were scorching hot like flames, and the pain... At that moment, tears flowed down his face, and the pain was so painful that he thought Er Wu was going to die, Er Wu If Wu rushed in like this, he would definitely be beaten to death by those lunatics.

Chu Xun was dragged away when he was dazed and at a loss. He wanted to save Chuanwu, but was surrounded by several people and stopped him.

Chu Xun raised his head and murmured, "You guys, what are you doing?"

The man who stopped him was dressed in gray plain clothes, tall and tall, with a solemn but calm face: "Xiao Xun, don't be afraid, come with us."

Chu Xun: "..."

Chu Xun recognized the other party. Isn't this man Uncle He who came to play chess with his grandfather in the compound?Why is this person here?

Chu Xun didn't want to go with this group of people, he was worried about Er Wu, and he wanted to find Er Wu.At this moment, He Cheng pinched his shoulders, and quickly said, "Xiao Xun, you can't go anywhere, it's too dangerous, uncle will take you to evacuate."

A thick and strong arm strangled Chu Xun's neck from behind, and Chu Xun opened his eyes wide in horror.A handkerchief with a strong smell covered his mouth and nose, making him limp and unconscious after several violent struggles.

He was dragged into a small passenger car on the side of the road, the door was quickly closed, and the car started.

This small group of people moved quickly and their tactics were extremely skilled, and they could easily deal with Chu Xun, a half-grown child.The sides of the car were temporarily painted with "XX University" spray paint, and a white banner with scrawled writing was hung on the front windshield of the car to disguise their identity.

A young agent under He Cheng, who looked like a scholar with glasses, poked his head out from the passenger seat, and kept shouting at the people who set up obstacles on the road: "We are a car of X size, we are going to the square!"

The group of them drove unimpeded all the way, took a detour, and drove back to the Xishan Military Region...

Chu Xun spent that night in continuous nightmares one after another.

Thoughts by day and dreams by night, he was just too worried about Chuanwu, and he was deeply involved, and couldn't do without this person.

He was hot and cold in bed, sweating profusely.

He dreamed that Chuanwu was soaked in blood among the rioting crowd.Chuanwu was still wearing the jersey that he had skin-to-skin contact with, and the warmth still lingered on his body.

The entire West Chang'an Avenue was engulfed in flames, and all the buildings were burning in the raging fire, devastated everywhere.

The sharp and screaming wheels ran over his head, repeatedly crushing and tearing his heart.

He dreamed that Chuanwu's figure appeared far away at the end of the road, and he ran towards him with all his strength, but countless vicious people stood in front of him, obstructing them.Huo Chuanwu's face was stained with thick blood, drifting away from his fingertips, getting farther and farther away from him...

The next morning, Chu Xun finally learned that the group of people who were in danger outside last night had all returned.

Gao Xiulan pulled her son out of the wet and sweat-soaked bed, hugged her tightly in her arms, and pinched Chu Xun's face and arms hard a few times with love and hatred.

"You scared your mother to death!"

"Scare me you!"

"If you do this again in the future, if you run around like this again, Mom doesn't want you anymore! Do you understand?!"

Chu Xun's mother's eyes were sullen, her eyeballs were red and swollen like two big peaches, obviously she had been crying all night.

Chu Xun was locked in the house by his mother, and he was not even allowed to leave the door.When it was time for dinner, his mother opened the door to bring him meals, then locked the door, and came back at the next meal.

Chu Xun clasped the window, knelt on the window sill, looked at the building where Huo's family lived, and knocked on the window desperately to make him notice him.

The entire compound was shrouded in the mist of dawn, the smoke was still unfinished, the air was stagnant, and the atmosphere was unusually heavy.

The crowd in the family dormitory area slowly gathered around, and everyone was speechless.

Chu Xun saw Huo Chuanjun and Huo Chuanwu.

Huo Chuanjun's head was broken, and he sat on the ground with his white shirt torn, wearing only a tight-fitting hurdling vest, and dark green military trousers, his true colors were not visible.On a cold and thin face, a pair of thick eyes are like two red spots embedded in the eye sockets, covered with bloodshot eyes.

Huo Chuanwu was still holding the stick from last night in his hand, holding onto it tightly, as if the stick had already grown in his palm and became a part of his arm; he wanted to hold it for self-defense, and fight people desperately!The blood on his forehead had dried up, his eyes were straightened, and he stood in the middle of the yard, like a tenacious wooden stake.

"Second Wu?"

"Erwu! I'm here!"

Chu Xun slapped through the window and called for someone.

He felt sorry for Er Wu, his heart was broken.If he hadn't been carried away last night with his mouth covered halfway in a daze, he would never have left Chuanwu, and the two of them would never have separated even if it was a hail of bullets.

Huo Chuanwu didn't move, as if he couldn't hear Chu Xun calling him at all, his eyes were fixed, indifferent, exhausted physically and mentally.The danger of escaping death by a thread made him dazed, and the brutality of human nature he witnessed left a violent trauma in the young man's heart that would never be erased in his life.He shouldn't have experienced all this at this age, it all came too early.

Chu Xun glanced away, opened his mouth slightly, and was shocked to see a stretcher in the middle of the yard, and a white sheet wrapped around the lifeless person on the stretcher.

The sky was cloudy, and the birds whined by.

Huo Chuanjun sat on the ground blankly, his chest groaned, and he suddenly yelled out of pain, "Ah!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

The little soldiers of the guard company who were sitting all around were crying, out of breath.

Huo Chuanwu didn't cry, didn't shed tears, maybe he was already dazed, he had never seen a dead person before, so he didn't know how to cry.

With a "boom", the stick in Chuanwu's hand finally dropped and fell to the ground. At that moment, it sounded like a mental breakdown...

The neighbors in the compound later slowly talked about the situation that day. This catastrophe was deeply painful for all the soldiers in the compound. It is difficult to say who is right and who is right.

In advance, someone reported to the top of the Military Commission that the Huo family had instigated their children to revolutionize, and that the eldest son of Huo Yunshan's family had participated in the counter-revolutionary riot, mixed with the radicals in the square, and had taken a series of photos, all of which are solid evidence.

Huo Chuanjun was only 17 years old and a student.Moreover, he is not a soldier and does not need to strictly abide by military discipline.

The person who made the small report was also eyeing Mr. Huo, obviously deliberately finding fault.

Huo Chuanjun is a hard-hearted, passionate young man. Like many young people around him, he has his ideals, beliefs, and impulses, which belong to the passion of young people of that era.He could not have foreseen that his circle of friends would bring disaster to his family in this catastrophe.

The people sent by the military region found Huo Chuanjun and wanted to bring him back. During this period, conflicts broke out with the crowd. Someone shouted, "The soldiers have arrested people, and the students have been arrested!"

How could Huo Chuanjun see the soldiers in their military region being beaten and besieged, rushing forward to persuade and stop them was of no avail.

……

Chaos, bloodshed, under the cornerstone of history are always innocent people suffering misfortune, people with ulterior motives reaping profits, and heroes from all walks of life.

The grim situation makes the final conflict imminent, and there is no room for change in the internal division and confrontation.

Subsequently, Chu Huaizhi's garrison received a secret order, three days later martial law, a certain artillery division of the 27th Army, a certain artillery division, a certain tank and armored division entered the city.

Master Chu didn't close his eyes all night. He was dressed in a military uniform, with long boots on his feet, and sat upright in front of his desk. On the desk were the military orders issued by him, and beside him was his spotless military cap.

The office phone rang non-stop for several days, but he didn't answer it. He was immersed in the thoughts of the past, heartbroken, and difficult to weigh, until his father drove to the division's garrison on the eve of the military order to dispatch troops.

Grandpa Chu Xun has retired from his real position in the past few years and has been at home for a long time. He has not been out of Beijing for a long time. This time he really took the risk to come here.

If Mr. Chu hadn't had some reputation and status in the army, outsiders would not be able to easily enter it at this time, and would not be able to see the rightful owner.The old man went straight to Chu Huaizhi's office, locked the door firmly from the inside, and the father and son looked at each other.

Mr. Chu looked at the military order on the table, then at Commander Chu, with a sullen face: "Boy, I know what you've been thinking these days, have you figured it out?"

Chu Huaizhi frowned and closed his lips tightly.

Mr. Chu said sharply: "You should think about it, I know it's difficult for you, but you have no choice."

Chu Huaizhi spoke suddenly, with a stern face: "I can't take it, I won't go."

Mr. Chu: "What do you think?"

Chu Huaizhi: "I can't do this."

Old Master Chu was furious: "This is a military order, you fucking remember that you are a soldier!"

Chu Huaizhi's eyes were red, and he blurted out and shouted in a low voice: "The 38th Army refused to send troops, they turned their backs, and threw the mess to us!"

"Now the higher-ups send us to be the vanguard to go to the western suburbs to surrender them, and then go to the city to 'put down the chaos'!"

"what should I do?!"

The big clock on the wall moved minute by minute, and the heavy breathing of the two could be heard in the room.

Chu Huaizhi's stern face slowly revealed unconcealable emotions, extremely subtle, but they couldn't escape his father's sharp eyes.

Chu Huaizhi shook his head helplessly, and cursed in a low voice: "Huo is a lunatic! I really want to point a gun at his temple and ask him, he's a bastard who drove himself to a dead end, and also drove me to a dead end." Is there a dead end?!"

Mr. Chu said to Mr. Chu word by word: "You are a soldier."

"Soldier, carry out the order and complete the task, this is your duty. Receive the order, don't still ponder why in your fucking mind, it's not your responsibility to ponder."

Chu Huaizhi's voice trembled slightly, and he said in a low voice: "I admire Lao Huo, he is different from those people..."

"I used to think that he is too cold-tempered, too straightforward, easy to offend people, and he will be punished sooner or later."

"Besides, our little Xun has been rescued by his kid twice, twice..."

Chu Huaizhi's eyes were red, and he rubbed his finger on the armrest of the chair, "How can I pay back the life-saving favor twice?!"

Mr. Chu looked at this man silently.As the old man who knows his son's temperament best, he knows that Mr. Chu's greatest weakness is that men put their loyalty first at critical moments, and they are extremely emotional, resulting in indecision, so the old man drove here overnight just for this.He knows it all too well!

The old man pressed heavily on Master Chu's shoulder with one hand, and said slowly: "I also love Xiaoxun, but Xiaoxun is Xiaoxun, you are not just your son's father."

"Also, don't forget, the last time our Xun'er got into trouble, even though someone helped you suppress it, the eldest grandson of the prince above asked Xiao Xun to say nothing, do you think he doesn't hold grudges against our child or you? If he doesn't hold back, someday he will punish you?!"

Chu Huaizhi's face suddenly changed, Xiao Xun...

The old man followed up and said: "You still have a big family to support. I will never seek honor from my children and grandchildren in this life, but your wife and children will still count on you in the future. You can't make a mistake!"

Mr. Chu picked up the military cap on the table with both hands, and put it on for Master Chu.

Chu Huaizhi's eyes were deep, and he forbeared: "They are all ordinary people, students, raised by parents. There is no fucking way to fight this battle."

The old man nodded, and said, "Our soldiers are all raised by their fathers and mothers, who isn't?"

Chu Huaizhi closed his eyes and looked up to the sky with a long sigh.

Huo Yunshan's rebellious words to the commander of the military region echoed in his ears: I would rather kill my head than be a historical sinner.

Chu Huaizhi's eyes finally burst into anger that had been stagnant for a long time, and he cursed: "Bastard, Huo Yunshan is not a historical sinner, let me go? I'll be a historical sinner for him?!... He is an asshole!!! "