As soon as he entered the shop, he noticed a long-haired and pale young man beside a bookshelf, absorbed in reading a thick book. He seems to have stood for a long time, and his thin face looks more gloomy in the light. Zhigao Pu looked at him piteously in the dark. This young man may be the man mentioned by Chen Songlin.
He had a sharp hard pencil in his hand, and a lamp lit up a large piece of white paper in front of him. He has spent several nights making an ideal machine. He chewed a pencil and stirred his brain to think hard, but there was no trace of thinking on the white drawing paper. ?
For an instant, he seemed to see the shadow of that delicate machine, just like a small pedal mask aligner. ..... Yes, that's it! However, when he put the pencil into the drawing paper and just looked at the blank paper, the phantom of the machine became blurred or even empty. ?
The sweeping revolutionary wave has proved that my personal ideal is exactly the same as the requirements of the people all over the country, and I feel infinite strength. Who hasn't died since ancient times? However, it is a great honor for a person's life to be linked with the revolutionary cause of the proletariat and to remain young forever.
At this time, she is trying her best to control her grief and indignation, and she wants to bury that unforgettable pain deeply in her heart. Gradually, the eyes staring at the front finally replaced the tears that never flowed. The hatred hidden in her heart is more than tears and deeper than pain.
6. If the distribution of the Secret Service is compared to a black spider web, then the stations, groups, stations and spots of the Secret Service under the command of this building are intertwined into a huge web of terror like dense spider silk, and every invisible spider silk leads to a secret place. This gloomy building is the intersection of dark nests woven by countless spider silk and giant poisonous spiders.
7. I walked a little further and saw a little more clearly. On the high tower, there are several wooden cages hanging. Ah, isn't this a publicity stunt? Jiang Jie was surprised and took a few steps. After a look, there was a bloody head in the wooden cage.
At the exit of the station, they were strictly inspected. Although Jiang Jie took out his certificate, the military police still looked at the luggage volume, which surprised Jiang Jie and clearly saw that the county seat was completely shrouded in a particularly serious white terror. If it weren't for the driver's protection along the way, they would probably have an accident as soon as they arrived at their destination. ?
9. The shop assistant is a young man, eighteen or nineteen years old, very strong. He was transferred from the garage to Chen Songlin. He hasn't come back since he left the factory, and no one knows that he has become a shop assistant. He was not used to doing such a job at first; I feel particularly lonely coming out of the fierce struggle in the factory. He is very concerned about the situation of the gun factory, but he can't ask or ask casually. As it happens, this bookstore is just a backup liaison station, and Lao Xu has never been here once, so he always feels that he has done too little work for the Party. ?
10, Cheng Gang came to the repair shop. There are only a few cold and shabby workshops in the factory, which are overgrown with weeds Hundreds of workers, huddled in dilapidated shacks, have nowhere to go-they all moved from other provinces with factories during the Anti-Japanese War, and have not received a penny of salary since they stopped working. This mess is now left to Cheng Gang. I hope he "manages" the rubbish and hundreds of unemployed workers. ?
1 1. If it is necessary to sacrifice for the ideal of * * * capitalism, each of us should and can do it-face remains unchanged, heart does not jump. ?
12. What is Hongyan spirit? Hongyan spirit is the revolutionary spirit of "patriotism, struggle, unity and dedication" formed by the older generation of proletarian revolutionaries, party member and revolutionary volunteers represented by Comrade Zhou Enlai in the stormy years of struggle.
13, Liu Siyang and other comrades-in-arms died, but more comrades-in-arms finally rushed out of the magic cave accompanied by the rumbling guns of the People's Liberation Army to meet the glorious dawn.
14, he calmly turned a few blocks, making sure there was no "tail" behind him, and went straight to the dormitory No.5 of Dachuan Bank. This is a residential area near the city center. The roadside is covered with trees, which is very quiet. There are few pedestrians on the street during the Chinese New Year. He held out his hand and rang the doorbell. After a long wait, the black paint door slowly opened. A middle-aged man in a navy serge suit appeared at the door, wearing a coat. Seeing Yu Xinjiang, he nodded slightly and let him in. I'm used to looking at the street again before closing the door. ?
15, the desk lamp fell on the desk. A burly, dark-faced middle-aged man, with a clean beard, thick eyebrows, big eyes and a fat chin, sat in a swivel chair without expression. The hand holding the pen waved on the official document. He is the core figure who holds all the operational power of the whole drug trafficking network. A golden plum blossom embedded in the neckline of Huang Jun's casual clothes shines in the light.