1959: Carrying the achievement system, she rolled

After four days and four nights, the train finally arrived at Sanchuan Railway Station. By this time it was already the 25th day of the twelfth lunar month.

Logically speaking, the weather has been fine these days and the train shouldn't be late.

However, in addition to natural phenomena, there were also man-made disasters. A riot broke out on the train, not because of enemy agents, but because of people causing trouble.

The commotion was quite loud, and the train police arrested all the troublemakers, which calmed the situation down.

Fortunately, Du Yimeng and his companions were sitting in a soft sleeper car, while the riot took place in an ordinary carriage. However, to be on the safe side, Yu Lang still made some arrangements when getting off the train.

When getting off the train, Du Yimeng put Fang Bao in her coat, Yu Lang protected her, and Wan Ping also protected Cai Mingke and his mother.

Zhang and several others followed behind them with their luggage, separating them from the passengers behind them.

Suddenly there was a commotion, and two serious-looking young men surrounded a man wearing glasses, who was holding a briefcase in his hands.

As soon as a group of people got off the train, they attracted a lot of people's attention. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the two people next to them were protecting the man with glasses.

Du Yimeng followed everyone's gaze and looked over there. At the same time, one of the men's eyes, when he swept over here, obviously lingered on her for a moment, and then moved away without a sound.

"Hurry up, it's so cold in this damn weather." Du Yimeng quickly withdrew his gaze and walked out quickly while complaining about the cold weather, just like other passengers.

Yu Lang said that for safety reasons, the people escorting the improved tank information on the other side would throw out a bait, and it seemed that the man with glasses was the so-called bait.

She originally thought that the person escorting the information would not take the same route as them, but she did not expect Director Wei to follow the usual path and do just that.

If she guessed correctly, the information on the improved tank was in the briefcase of the man with glasses. Director Wei intended to let this man appear in public on her behalf, so that she could stay safely in the dark.

Thinking of this, she felt a little depressed and her eyes were a little sore.

If there really is an enemy spy, then the man with glasses is her target.

……

Compared with Du Yimeng who was in a depressed mood, the three of them walked out of the train station and got into a jeep waiting there. The moment the car started, the man with glasses started cursing.

"Han Mazi, how many times have I told you not to step on my feet? Look what you have done to my new leather shoes?" The one who was cursing was the man with glasses, He Yong.

This outfit cost him two or three months' salary, and he doesn't even know if it can be reimbursed. Who understands his hardship?

Just because he has fair skin that doesn't get tanned and is good-looking, he is allowed to pretend to be a cultured person.

Poor thing, he is actually a rough man who can't read a single word. When he was a child, he was not afraid of his father's belt, but he was afraid of the moment of opening a book.

He did not live up to the name his father gave him. No matter how his father beat him, he refused to learn, which was enough to prove how brave he was.

Later, I don’t know whether his father came to his senses or thought buying a belt was too expensive, but he finally escaped from his misery.

"Shut up, you are an educated person now. What educated person calls himself 'I' whenever he opens his mouth?" The Han Mazi mentioned by He Yong was originally named Han Dajun. The pockmarks on his face were not natural, but the result of smallpox when he was a child and his hands were not honest.

He looked at He Yong's fair face and resisted the urge to punch him.

Anyone can call him a nickname, except He Yong. If someone calls him a nickname just because they are whiter than him and have better skin, he will regard it as a provocation.

As for the two times he stepped on He Yong, the one when he was getting off the train, he was worried that someone would shoot him, so he was helping He Yong block the bullet.

But the kick he gave when he got on the jeep was somewhat personal. He could die for his brother, but that didn't stop him from secretly stepping on his brother's foot.

"Can I let you work for this intellectual?" He Yong said in a cold voice. In order to get the job of this intellectual, he had emptied his pockets.

The most important thing is that he didn't dare bend his waist at all during the past few days sitting on the train, for fear of being exposed.

He had a hard time not speaking too loudly and pretending to be polite.

After hearing this, Han Dajun's breathing became heavier. He also wanted to pretend to be a cultured person, but his conditions did not allow it. He felt that He Yong was blatantly insulting him.

He looked at He Yong provocatively, as if to say, let's practice later. But He Yong stared at him without giving in, as if to say, let's practice, who's afraid of who.

Captain Wu, who was sitting in the passenger seat, looked out through the car window. He looked away only after he saw Yu Lang and his group get into the car and drive away by another road.

He also breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately no unexpected situation occurred.

At the same time, he felt secretly proud in his heart. Not everyone can be a living target. It requires strong strength.

He felt that such tasks should be given to them, because he felt that no one else could do it, such as Zhang and them.

After retracting his gaze, he suddenly looked up at the rearview mirror. If looks could kill, he could cut the two men behind him into pieces through the rearview mirror.

When he was asked what kind of team member he wanted, he chose the tough guy without hesitation. If he could be a tough guy, it meant he had real skills, after all, he was a tough guy himself.

As a result, the boomerang thrown out now directly hit his own chest.

He Yong and Han Dajun may have felt Captain Wu's murderous gaze, and the two of them immediately became very well-behaved.

There was no longer any tit-for-tat confrontation as before, and they leaned towards each other in tacit understanding, looking like two good brothers.

The young man driving the car kept his eyes on the front and drove very hard and seriously. He was never distracted from beginning to end, but his ears were always perked up.

He has been professionally trained and no matter how curious he is, he will not gossip.

How do these two brothers manage to love each other and yet dislike each other?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look back secretly through the rearview mirror, and saw that the two brothers behind him were looking at him with sharp eyes.

He quickly retracted his gaze and focused on driving. He had received professional training and had professional ethics, so he would not have any curiosity.

He should have taken them to their destination earlier so that he could complete his mission sooner. Then he stepped on the accelerator and the car rushed out like an arrow.

He regretted it the next second. Would driving like this catch the three people off guard?

He was a flesh and blood person and was afraid of being beaten, but the three men did not move at all.

"Please go a little faster, thank you!" Captain Wu immediately spoke when he saw that the driver wanted to slow down.

The driver's eyes lit up. He loved racing the most.