Acai's Sky

Chapter 831 50 Continue Life 114

Military Control Office

The old leader hummed the Peking Opera, "(Xi Pi Liu Shui Ban) A red sun shines in the sky, the cultural relics return to my heart with joy, recalling the difficult past years.

The national treasures are on a long journey of wandering, the mountains and rivers are in chaos due to the flames of war, the bandits are cruel in robbing them, and the cultural relics are lost overseas. The sons and daughters of China are heartbroken.

Fortunately, the situation has changed today, and all parties are helping to make the dream come true. The treasures have returned like stars, just like the wanderer returning home..."

After singing a few lines of his own adapted opera tune, the old leader contentedly poured himself a cup of steaming hot tea, and then savored it leisurely. The fragrance of the tea was refreshing and made him feel extremely comfortable.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a slight noise coming from the door. Turning around, he saw Director Gao standing there, listening to him singing with a smile on his face.

He seemed to be very interested in the lyrics changed by the old leader, and a knowing smile appeared on the corner of his mouth from time to time.

The return of the cultural relics last night was a major event that shocked the whole city. Who wouldn’t be excited?

Almost all the people in Xi'an witnessed the spectacular scene with their own eyes. Those precious cultural relics seemed to have flown back from the sky, which was amazing.

Director Gao turned to glance at the guard Xiao Chen standing beside him, then gestured towards the room with his chin and asked curiously, "Old Chief, you haven't slept all night. How come you're still so energetic?"

Xiao Chen quickly covered his mouth and replied in a low voice, "You don't know, the whole city was bustling with activity last night. Everyone was so excited! Cultural relics flew across the sky from time to time. The scene was truly breathtaking. I couldn't contain my joy at all. How could I even sleep?"

The old leader couldn't help laughing when he heard their conversation. He put down the teacup in his hand, snorted coldly at Director Gao and Xiao Chen at the door, and said in a feigned dissatisfaction:

"Why don't you hurry up and come in? Are you planning to take root at the door? I don't need you two door gods guarding the door. If I stick you to the door, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep even more!"

Director Gao walked briskly into the office with a smile on his face. He saluted respectfully and said, "Commander, your singing is truly inspiring! Last night, everyone was glued to the re-enactment of 'Daming Palace'. It was truly a spectacular sight! You truly anticipated this. I'm sure the Central Committee has already heard about this!"

The old commander casually glanced at Director Gao, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he asked with a half-smile, "Did the comrades abroad send you a telegram? Did they also see the trajectory of the artifacts flying back?"

Director Gao nodded quickly, walked quickly to the sofa and sat down, placing his hands neatly on his knees and his back straight, like a soldier being inspected.

"Yes, Chief. They are all very interested in this mission. They all want to stop by here when they return home after completing the mission and witness with their own eyes the restored appearance of the ancient buildings that were thousands of years old!" Director Gao's voice revealed a hint of excitement.

The old chief nodded thoughtfully, then slowly opened the drawer, took out all the dozens of films inside, and gently pushed them in front of Director Gao.

"These were seized by soldiers on patrol last night," the old commander said seriously, "all of these films were taken by reporters who were planning to take them back abroad."

Director Gao's curiosity was completely piqued. He looked at the films in confusion, wondering in his heart: These reporters should have been professionally trained, so how could they be caught so easily by the patrol soldiers?

"They all have a blue dot on their heads. Anyone who has had their photo taken will have the mark on their head. The mark will only disappear if all the film is handed over. If any film is hidden, the mark will not disappear."

The old chief lit a cigarette and puffed slowly. "Before that kid could even start his work, a group of journalists disguised as spies disappeared. Tsk tsk, the blessed have nothing to worry about!"

...

Tong Qisheng took Yu Hai to the logistics department of the army led by Wu Tuanzhang to report. They saw that the entire camp was deserted and there were less than a hundred soldiers left.

After completing the formalities, Yu Hai asked, "Where are the people? Where have they gone?" he pulled a civilian cadre aside and asked.

They glanced at them and said, "You don't even know this? Last night and this morning, the 'Daming Palace' in Xi'an reappeared. It happens to be within our regiment's garrison area, so we're all on duty!"

Yu Hai and Tong Qisheng looked at each other. They were both drunk last night and knew nothing about anything, and missed such a mysterious thing.

Tong Qisheng strolled to the office specially reserved for him by the logistics department and cleaned it with Yu Hai.

Yu Hai stood by the window, wiping the glass diligently, muttering, "Brother, this place is so fucking bizarre! This ancient building, destroyed thousands of years ago, was rebuilt in the blink of an eye in just a few hours. Why does it feel like I'm still asleep?"

When Tong Qisheng heard Yu Hai's words, he stopped what he was doing, put the rag aside, and walked up to Yu Hai.

He stretched out his big, strong hands and pinched Yu Hai's shoulders tightly. With a little force, Yu Hai immediately grimaced in pain and begged for mercy: "Brother, it hurts, let go!"

Seeing this, Tong Qisheng loosened his grip, then picked up the rag and continued wiping the dust, saying, "How about it, do you still feel like you're dreaming?"

Yu Hai rubbed his pinched shoulder and said with lingering fear, "Nothing is impossible. Look at the livestock raised by the Li family. The sheep are as big as calves, the takin are almost the size of baby elephants, and the chickens, ducks, and geese are all fucking mutated. They are all sleek and smooth!"

As Yu Hai spoke, he swallowed unconsciously, and the various meats that his niece made for them last night emerged in his mind.

That's such a luxury!

When he was in Kyoto, at most he would go with Brother Tong to eat mutton hotpot, and he didn't even dare to eat the meat slices in big mouthfuls. After all, he had a whole family to support at home, so how could he have so much money to enjoy such delicious food!

They are not those wealthy capitalists!

He nudged Tong Qisheng with his elbow and said, "You eat so much meat, you must be working underground in Shanghai. You only go to Sichuan restaurants to indulge when you feel craving."

"It's a blessing from heaven that I'm alive!" He lowered his head and washed the rag in the basin.

Tong Qisheng also nodded in agreement, "Only a few old people were left who could survive until liberation? Including the three of us, there were less than twenty people left, and they all died!"

Yu Hai looked up at the sky, hiding the tears in his eyes. "We still have to go to the Military Control Office to get the information. Then we can go back to the Public Security Office to ask Zhao Lin's colleagues for help. We don't have enough manpower!"

"Well, miracles keep happening here, so of course there are more rats, especially those idiots who betrayed the country." Tong Qisheng slammed the rag onto the desk.

Yu Hai narrowed his eyes and said, "Yesterday I heard Doctor Shen teaching our niece how to make medicine, right? It seems that our niece made some messed up medicine."

He nudged Brother Tong with his shoulder and said, "Doctor Shen can't use it, but we can. Why should we be polite to an enemy spy? Do they understand?"

"Give it to us and try out the efficacy of the medicine for my niece!" He winked at Tong Qisheng.

Tong Qisheng glared at him, turned around and went to the bathroom to get a basin of clean water, and continued to wipe the dust...