Chapter 122: He Yuzhu Returns to the City to Save Lao Yang

He Yuzhu's mind raced; this truck absolutely could not keep driving forward. He slammed the steering wheel, the truck body swerved sharply to turn around, and he immediately rolled down the window, shouting at the top of his lungs in English: "Officer Mike has been ambushed! Quick! Everyone get in the truck, hurry and go provide support!"

Once this shout was let out, that group of people at the checkpoint was instantly stunned, looking at each other in dismay.

The three soldiers who had been standing guard immediately reacted, hurriedly chiming in: "Mike did indeed go to chase someone just now! It must be true that he was attacked! Let's stop checking for now and hurry to save him!"

These dozen or so people didn't think twice and swarmed toward the truck.

He Yuzhu kept urging them in English: "Quick! Quick..." His voice was urgent and inflammatory.

No one suspected his identity because his face was smeared with blood and grime, making it impossible to tell if he was white or Asian.

The new captain pulled open the door, sat down in the passenger seat, and asked: "What exactly is the situation? Tell me in detail!"

"Mike is dying! Our men are surrounded..." He Yuzhu kept repeating this sentence in his mouth.

"Calm down! Calm down!" Jack, who had just gotten into the truck, said loudly with disdain.

With a thought from He Yuzhu, this person, still wanting to bare his teeth at him, was already collected into the space.

He Yuzhu slammed on the accelerator, and the truck shot out like an arrow from a bow, spewing black smoke.

After driving more than a mile, He Yuzhu had a thought, and the twelve people sitting in the back were all collected into the space by him.

He Yuzhu let out a long sigh of relief and muttered to himself: "Truly surviving in danger; if I hadn't had the presence of mind to turn the truck around, I would have been finished..."

He asked in his heart: "System, if I want to be able to collect everything within a hundred meters into the space with a single thought, how much gold do I need to offer to you, old man?"

The system quickly sounded a prompt: "If the host wishes to achieve this ability, you must offer five tons of gold."

He Yuzhu was startled and cursed: "So damn greedy, I'm afraid I won't earn that much money in my whole life! Forget it, I'll just make do with using your crappy system!"

He drove straight to the station of the Jidong Guerrilla.

When he was almost there, he piled the rice, flour, grain, oil, and miscellaneous supplies he had prepared in advance, along with the rarely used Type 38 Arisakas, Box Cannons, and some of the Submachine Guns captured this time from the space, into the truck bed. It really looked packed full.

At noon, He Yuzhu arrived at the Jidong Genjudi.

As soon as Lao Zhou saw him, he was grinning from ear to ear, and before even exchanging pleasantries, he asked about the situation in Si Jiu Cheng like a machine gun.

He Yuzhu hurriedly interrupted him: "Lao Zhou, don't be anxious yet, I have something here for you. Maybe you can use it!"

Lao Zhou stopped talking and asked hurriedly: "What is it?"

He Yuzhu took out the black materials on the high-ranking officials of the Bald Party that Yi Xiansheng had collected.

Lao Zhou took them and flipped through a few pages, his expression instantly turning serious, and asked: "Where did you get these things?"

He Yuzhu lied without changing his expression: "Didn't I tell you before that I know a Miss Liu? These were all given by her. She actually quite approves of you all!" He intentionally told a lie, wanting to take the opportunity to help Liu Rusi clear her name—now that her heart for the Party and State had long since cooled, it was not impossible to win her over.

Lao Zhou pondered for a moment and said: "These things are too important. I, I must send a telegram to headquarters immediately, I must... have them send someone to pick them up as soon as possible."

"Can't you just send someone to deliver them?" He Yuzhu said.

"What do you know? These things can be worth ten thousand troops if you look at the big picture! No, I have to go send the telegram right now. We'll talk about the rest when I get back!" After Lao Zhou finished speaking, he left in a hurry.

An hour later, Lao Zhou returned excitedly and said with a smile: "This time, Zhuzi, you have performed a great service!"

He Yuzhu laughed: "Just remember it. When I encounter trouble in the future, just acknowledge this merit."

"No problem!" Lao Zhou agreed immediately.

"I've caused trouble again this time; my parents might have to stay here for a while longer." He Yuzhu sighed.

"Don't be polite, we couldn't be happier to have them! Ever since your father took over the cooking, the guerrillas' palates have become picky. He can even make pickled vegetables taste different!" Lao Zhou laughed.

"When are you going back to the city? There are many things I want to discuss with someone, but I have no one!" He Yuzhu asked.

"I was just about to discuss this with you! We are going back with you this time to restart the Traffic Station. Can you arrange two people for me at the restaurant?"

He Yuzhu shook his head: "That is my Siqiang's business; I cannot make the decision. However, I can help you open a few shops."

Lao Zhou smiled: "Good, preferably near Qianmen."

"No problem, I happen to know a big brother who has many storefronts; opening them shouldn't be troublesome!" He Yuzhu said.

Just as they were talking, Xiao Duizhang walked over with big strides and patted He Yuzhu heavily on the shoulder: "Thank you for the grain and weapons you sent! Those supplies are enough for us to arm another company!"

He Yuzhu smiled: "Just a small favor. By the way, why haven't I seen Liu Xiaohua?"

Lao Zhou replied: "He is a talent, he couldn't be kept here, so he was sent to Yan'an."

He Yuzhu asked again: "Is the Old Beggar's family that I sent over doing well?"

"What Old Beggar, he is our comrade now! You wouldn't know, his medical skills are superb. If it weren't for the fact that he was stabbed by the Japanese and couldn't apply the needles himself, he could truly be called a divine doctor! We really have to thank you for bringing us such scarce talent!"

He Yuzhu laughed when he heard this. It was true; a cook, a doctor, and a weapons expert—they were all here.

After finishing the business, He Yuzhu went to see his parents.

As soon as Shen Guizhi saw her son, she was both surprised and happy: "Zhuzi, why did you run back again in less than two days?"

"Wasn't it because I was afraid you wouldn't have enough to eat?" He Yuzhu laughed.

"That's not the case; Xiao Duizhang treats us very well and gives us the most grain! It's just that your sister has gone wild playing and doesn't come home all day."

Just as they were talking, He Yushui ran back with a few village children.

Her little face was flushed, her clothes were covered in mud, and as soon as she saw He Yuzhu, she threw herself into his arms: "Brother, I want candy!"

He Yuzhu hurriedly grabbed a handful from his backpack and handed it to her.

He Yushui turned around and shared it with her little friends, acting like a child king, and after finishing the candy, she ran off in a flash.

Shen Guizhi took He Yuzhu to see the Old Beggar's family.

The Old Beggar had now changed into a guerrilla uniform and was tidied up neatly; he actually had the air of a divine doctor.

Sanya ran over and called out affectionately: "Brother, you're here!"

He Yuzhu nodded, then took some candy and snacks out of his backpack, "Why aren't Datou and Ertou here?"

Sanya said with a giggle: "Datou joined the guerrilla, and Ertou joined the Children's Corps!"

The Old Beggar said: "Zhuzi, I have to thank you this time for turning a beggar like me into a useful person."

"Look at what you're saying, you were a divine doctor to begin with; it's just that those people in Si Jiu Cheng had eyes but didn't recognize Mount Tai."

The Old Beggar laughed loudly after hearing this: "Zhuzi, you really know how to talk."

Sanya said with a hint of sadness, "Brother Hua has left."

He Yuzhu nodded: "I really wanted to see him this time too; I didn't expect him to leave so quickly."

He Yuzhu stayed with the guerrilla unit for another three days.

Three days later, Lao Zhou and his party took his truck back to the city.

Ten miles away from the city wall, He Yuzhu burned the truck, and the group began to disperse to enter the city.

He Yuzhu walked together with Shen Wenqing.

He Yuzhu spoke up: "Uncle, I met Shen Shichang, and he asked about my family situation. I didn't hide anything, and as a result, I gained an extra uncle. Tell me, are your family and his family actually close?"

Shen Wenqing shook his head and said in a low voice: "Actually, although we both have the surname Shen, we are already beyond the fifth degree of kinship. His father died early, and the widow and orphan were very pitiful. My father was helping the head of the family with business at that time and had some savings. Seeing that Shen Shichang was very capable, he would help their mother and son from time to time. Later, Shen Shichang was admitted to the first class of the Whampoa Military Academy. He took his mother away, and there hasn't been much contact since."

Upon hearing this, He Yuzhu was immediately happy—he had previously thought he was a close relative of Liu Rusi, but now it seemed they were distant relatives with no real connection.

"I have long known that he is in charge of the confiscation of enemy assets. However, this person is a peacemaker on the surface, but in reality, he is quite firm in his belief in the Bald Party. It is difficult for us to win him over, so I never told you about this matter," said Shen Wenqing.

He Yuzhu's heart suddenly brightened—he had originally thought this uncle saw things simply and was a bit worried, but now it seemed he was also a person who hid his true depth.

He Yuzhu said: "I haven't told my mother about this, and you shouldn't reveal it yet either."

Shen Wenqing nodded: "Our mission upon returning this time is not light; I heard that Fu Zuoyi is going to make a move on Zhangjiakou."

He Yuzhu knew this part of history: in October, Fu Zuoyi's Ministry launched a surprise attack on Zhangjiakou, and the Communist Party suffered a loss.

As soon as the two reached the city gate, they were stopped by several soldiers, who began to search them aggressively...