More than eight hours later, dust filled the air at the entrance of Zhang×× Village.
Several military jeeps and trucks full of soldiers came to a violent stop.
He Yanzhi, dressed in muddy military uniform, was the first to jump out of the vehicle, his eyes sharp as a hawk's as he surveyed the dilapidated and isolated village.
The soldiers quickly disembarked, guns at the ready, and a tense atmosphere instantly filled the air.
Hearing the commotion, the clan chief and several villagers rushed over in fear and unease.
The clan chief forced a smile that looked more like a grimace, his voice trembling, "This... Comrade Dajun, who...who are you looking for? Our village...is full of law-abiding citizens..."
He Yanzhi didn't bother with any nonsense. He strode up to the clan leader, his tall figure exuding an imposing pressure. His voice was icy, and he cut to the chase, "Where are they?"
The clan chief shuddered in fright. He already had a guess in his mind, but he still subconsciously pretended to be stupid. "Human...who is it?"
He Yanzhi's eyes were like knives, each word spoken with unwavering authority, "A woman! Long hair, with a five or six-year-old boy! She was swept down by the flood! Your village took her in! Where is she now?!"
The clan chief's face turned deathly pale instantly, and cold sweat poured down his forehead.
Now that the questions had been asked to this extent, he dared not pretend to be stupid any longer.
His legs went weak, and he almost knelt down, stammering, "Ah! You...you mean that...that Comrade Guan?! He's...he's at Granny Wang's house at the east end of the village! I...I'll take you there right now! Right now!"
He quickly thought about how to resolve the situation.
What if Comrade Guan says something? How will he explain it?
If he had known that someone could actually find their place, he shouldn't have let Zhao Laosi do whatever he wanted that night.
Now, however, he dared not play any tricks and silently led the way.
The group hadn't gone far when they saw Zhao Laosi saunter out from a side road, cursing and swearing, carrying a wine bottle in his hand. He was clearly unaware that the village had been turned upside down.
Out of the corner of his eye, Zhao Laosi saw the clan chief and, drunk, instinctively shouted, "Clan chief! Those women from Wang Po's family... my god! Where did all these soldiers come from?!"
He rubbed his drunken eyes and finally saw the heavily armed soldiers and the murderous He Yanzhi in front of him. He sobered up halfway immediately!
The clan chief was terrified when he saw Zhao Laosi, fearing he might cause some trouble again. "Zhao Laosi! In broad daylight, you...you're drunk again! You'd better go back and watch the sheepfold. This Comrade Dajun is...he's here to see Comrade Guan!"
"!"
Zhao Laosi felt a chill run down his spine!
When He Yanzhi heard the name "Zhao Laosi", a terrifying ferocity instantly erupted in his eyes!
He suddenly turned his head, his gaze fixed like a nail on Zhao Laosi's fleshy face!
This beast tried to take his wife for himself!
He wants to imprison his wife in this place!
When Zhao Laosi met He Yanzhi's gaze, which seemed to want to devour him alive, a chill ran from the soles of his feet straight to his head!
He yelled and turned to run away!
He Yanzhi's movements were as fast as lightning. Almost at the same moment Zhao Laosi turned around, his right hand had already drawn the gun, loaded it, raised his arm, and aimed!
The movements were executed in one smooth motion!
Bang!
A deafening gunshot rang out!
The bullet struck Zhao Laosi precisely in the back of his left leg, just as he was about to exert force!
"Ah!!!" Old Zhao let out a bloodcurdling scream, "My leg! My leg!"
He was in so much pain that he couldn't control himself and collapsed heavily to the ground, clutching his leg, which was now a bloody mess.
He was in so much pain he was rolling on the ground!
He Yanzhi's gun was still smoking, and his voice was icy cold, devoid of any warmth, "Take him down!"
The battalion commander and several soldiers pounced on Zhao Laosi like wolves and tigers, and in a few moves they pinned the screaming Zhao Laosi to the ground and tied his hands tightly!
He Yanzhi didn't even glance at Zhao Laosi, who was groaning on the ground. He pointed his gun at the mortal clan leader and said in a voice as cold as hell, "Lead the way! This is what happens when you try to play tricks!"
The clan chief was extremely flustered.
Although they also had guns, how could they dare to confront so many soldiers head-on!
......
Grandma Wang's dilapidated mud house and courtyard.
Upon hearing the gunshot, Guan Wenru's eyes lit up instantly. Realizing something, she pressed herself against the only small window and cautiously peered outside.
When she saw that familiar figure, etched into her very bones, leading a squad of soldiers and barging into her line of sight with murderous intent, her breath caught in her throat!
Congratulations!
Her husband has arrived!
Her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it would burst out of her throat. She turned around abruptly and used all her strength to pull open the broken door that had been blocked for countless days!
"Say it!"
He Yanzhi's gaze swept across the courtyard like a radar, instantly locking onto the figure at the door who was dressed in coarse old clothes, haggard but still haunting his dreams!
Time seemed to freeze at this moment!
He Yanzhi's steps suddenly froze on the spot!
He stared intently at Guan Wenru, as if trying to confirm that the person before him was not yet another desperate phantom.
He opened his mouth, but his throat felt like it was blocked by scalding sand, and he couldn't utter a single word!
Only his chest heaved violently, and his hand gripping the gun was so tight that his knuckles turned white and he trembled slightly.
Guan Wenru, like a dying traveler in the desert who sees an oasis, suddenly took off and stumbled into He Yanzhi's arms.
He Yanzhi snapped out of his daze, reached out his large hand, and tightly embraced Guan Wenru's slender, cool waist.
The force was so great it felt like it was going to crush her bones!
His voice was hoarse, "Wen...Wenru?! Is it really...you?!"
"It's me! It's me!" Guan Wenru's shoulders, which she had been holding up, collapsed instantly. The fear, grievances, despair, and deep longing that had been building up for so long burst forth like a flood, turning into scalding tears!
She wrapped her arms tightly around his waist, as if trying to meld into his body. "I'm sorry! I made you all worry!"
He Yanzhi tightened his arms, using all his strength, as if he wanted to meld her into his very bones, and tremblingly held his wife, whom he had lost and found again, tightly in his arms!
His chin rested on the top of her messy hair, and hot liquid seeped from her tightly closed eyes, mingling with the dirt on her face and sliding down.
He held her so tightly, as if she would disappear again if he let go.
Heavy breathing and Guan Wenru's suppressed sobs mingled in the quiet courtyard after the deathly silence.
Dazhu timidly hid behind the door frame, watching the adults embracing tightly. His little mouth twitched, and he began to cry softly.
The battalion commander and other soldiers were also envious.
We finally found it!
We found it!
If they can't find Sister Guan, they're all afraid their regimental commander won't be able to hold on!
Thankfully, we found it!
Just then, the clan chief, who was standing at the door, tried to escape.
He finally understood: this military officer cared deeply about this female comrade.
This soldier just fired at Zhao Laosi without hesitation; next... he'll probably have to settle scores with him!
After all, it was he, as the clan leader, who condoned Zhao Laosi's actions!
Moreover, Comrade Guan clearly explained to him that it was he who was incredibly audacious and refused to release the person!
This is terrible!
The clan chief tried to run away, but the battalion commander, regaining his senses, surrounded him with a grim face.
Oh…
Now that things have come to this, you still want to run away?
dream!
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