This route coincides with the escape route she outlined for the remaining Kuomintang soldiers in her whistleblower letter.
She made up an excuse for Li Xiumei.
He said that his relatives in Shanghai had sent an urgent telegram, urging him to hurry up, so he couldn't travel with his wife and daughter.
His words were sincere and carried a hint of apology.
She secretly slipped a handful of milk candy to Xiaohu.
There were also a few steamed egg cakes that I made myself using milk and eggs from my spatial storage. They were sweet, soft, and fluffy, which made the little guy beam with joy.
Although Li Xiumei felt a little regretful, she thought that Su Tang was a good person and very capable, and it would be great to have someone to look after her on the road.
But I knew they had urgent business to attend to, so I couldn't insist they stay.
I kept telling her to be careful on the road, and that we might meet again sometime in the future.
She'll make her signature braised noodles for Su Tang then.
Su Tang smiled and agreed, feeling a growing fondness for this simple and warm-hearted military wife.
After saying goodbye to Li Xiumei and her son, she carried a small canvas bag on her back.
There were only some changes of clothes and snacks inside; the rest were in the space.
In the afternoon, she boarded Old Li's old, weathered military green jeep.
Old Li puffed on his pipe, glancing at Su Tang's slender arms and legs.
I thought to myself, this city girl is quite bold, daring to go to the Tibetan area all by herself.
"Hey girl, hold on tight! This car may look old, but it's a real beast when it gets going!"
The car sputtered and sputtered, belching choking black smoke. The tires rolled over the gravel road, making people feel like their internal organs were about to shift, and it slowly and swayed as it drove out of Chengdu.
Su Tang remained expressionless and took out a piece of chocolate from her bag.
Old Li watched in amazement as he slowly peeled the skin and ate it in small bites.
She knew in her heart that although the old jeep was bumpy...
But it was much faster and more flexible than the large trucks arranged by the organization, making it easier for her to deal with emergencies at any time.
She wanted to personally keep an eye on those remnants of the Nationalist army to ensure that nothing went wrong.
Two days later, the Chengdu Military Control Commission and the Public Security Bureau received the anonymous letter of complaint from the "patriotic overseas Chinese" almost simultaneously.
The letter's mention of national treasures, armed militants, and smuggling immediately drew the attention of high-level officials.
"Investigate! Find out the truth right now!"
"Deploy action immediately! We must not allow a single national treasure to be lost overseas!"
A swift and secret operation was launched to arrest and intercept this group of remnants of the Nationalist army.
The military command headquarters in Sun City, far away in the Tibetan region.
Two days ago, Qin Ye had just finished a three-day high-intensity mountain tactical exercise.
His camouflage uniform was still covered in mud and grass clippings, and his temples were soaked with sweat, which made his facial features appear even more defined.
Sweat slid down his bronze skin, outlining his firm and taut muscles. Every movement he made carried the agility and explosive power unique to soldiers.
Back in the regimental headquarters office, the guard handed him a telegram from Chengdu.
"Commander, a telegram from Chengdu."
Qin Ye took the telegram, somewhat surprised. Who would send him a telegram from Chengdu?
His father used to be the commander of the Chengdu Military Region, and after retiring, he also came to the Tibetan area.
My mother and a group of my brothers and sisters-in-law had long been transferred to the logistics and hospital of the military region in Tibet. In Chengdu, they shouldn't have any acquaintances there.
Could it be an old comrade-in-arms?
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