Fang Buwei was very excited and wanted to laugh three times.

But it's not yet time to be happy.

Only when the Chairman lands in Wuhan safely can he be called a perfect merit.

The radio station kept ringing, constantly receiving telegrams from two established routes of Xisher, which kept ringing for more than an hour.

"Sir, there is an urgent call!" A reporter pulled off his headphones and handed a message to Fang Buwei.

There is a row of numbers above. The reporter only knows that the first two groups represent the 100,000-year-old, and he doesn't know what the rest is.

Fang Buwei glanced quickly, and then made sure it was correct, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

The commission has arrived in Wuhan safely, don’t worry!

This is the special password for the attendant's room, proving that this message was either Qian Dajun or sent by Lin Wei.

Fang Buwei exhaled suddenly and leaned softly on the back of the chair, as if he had pulled away all his bones.

Finally, I was able to completely relieve myself.

It is already past five in the morning, and it will be dawn for more than an hour.

After calculating the time, more than thirty hours have passed since the Chairman held the meeting the night before yesterday.

During these thirty hours, most of the time, Fang Buwei was nervous.

What a joke.

The 14 divisions defending Nanjing had 100,000 people, two national army flight brigades, two Soviet volunteer brigades, and a total of 100 fighter jets, all of which were left to Fang Buwei for command.

This is nothing. The key is that as long as the action fails, the chairman will explain it to him.

Fang Buwei dared not even think about the consequences that would arise.

Fang Buwei is not nervous and sees the ghost.

The plan was going smoothly and all the goals had been achieved. Fang Buwei felt like there was a mountain moving out of his heart.

The result of sudden relaxation was that Fang Chan felt dizzy and dared to take morphine.

Fang Buwei moaned comfortably, closed his eyes gently, and kept breathing out.

"call……"

"Sir, sir..."

Ye Xingzhong looked at Fang Buwei in horror, his eyes almost protruded.

Fang Buwei's breath actually took more than a minute?

If this is an ordinary person, I am afraid he will die long ago!

If it weren't for the slight movement of Fang Buwei's eyelids and wouldn't have looked like he fainted, Ye Xingzhong would have pounced on him and pinched Fang Buwei's person.

"Don't make a noise..." Fang Buwei replied softly.

Ye Xingzhong suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Just be alive.

"Silence!"

Feng Jiashan stole a finger, put it beside his mouth, and made an action that would not make any noise.

It means to let the collectors, senders, operators, guards, messengers, etc., make their movements as light as possible.

After the special police captain Ruan Jinyun took those people back to the Central Military Academy, they tried them together with Ye Xingzhong and Feng Jiashan. They naturally knew what Fang Buwei was doing in the past two days.

It is so urgent and important that nothing can happen. Who wouldn't fight with one hundred and twenty carefully?

If you are not nervous, you are a god.

Judging from Fang Buwei's appearance, he thought the plan was successful.

Ye Xingzhong and Feng Jiashan looked at each other and saw the joy in each other's eyes.

First, I am happy for the Chairman and escaped successfully.

Second, the substitute is not happy.

The waters rose and the ships were rising, and they followed Fang Buwei along the way.

The higher the status and the more important the identity of Fang Buwei, the more people will be valued by their close friends.

Although the radio station is still ringing, the frequency of receipt of reports is likely to be much lower. At most, Wuhan is spreading news to various places that the chairman has arrived in Wuhan safely.

The phone has not rang again, and no one has ever reported anything to the party.

Fang Buwei was only responsible for sending Chairman Ping An out. At this point, his tasks had been completed, and the highest military order was naturally returned to Tang Shengzhi.

I don’t know when Fang Buwei fell asleep. Ye Xingzhong didn’t dare to call him, but just covered him with a blanket and ordered the guard to burn two charcoal basins outside. After the smoke was over, he moved it to his feet.

Fang Buwei was woken up by a phone call.

He opened his eyes and saw that it was already dawn.

A ray of morning light shines through the gaps in the curtains and shines on the wall, emitting bright light.

Fang Buwei was a little dazed. He looked at the decorations around him and shook his head. He remembered that he was still sleeping in the command room.

Ye Xingzhong grabbed the microphone, yelled at the director, and handed the phone to Fang Buwei: "It's Director Qian!"

"You bastard, why don't you wake me up?" Fang Buwei wiped his face and picked up the microphone handed over by Ye Xingzhong.

"Ah...sneezing...ah...sneezing..."

Fang Buwei first heard a series of sneezing sounds.

Qian Dajun caught a cold.

It's a hell if you don't catch a cold.

At a height of thousands of meters, in winter, the wind blows on people's faces, as if cutting with a knife.

Fang Buwei estimated that the Chairman might have a minor illness.

"Director, are you okay?" Fang Buwei greeted him when Qian Dajun's sneezing stopped.

"What's this? I just suffered a little cold!" Qian Dajun replied, "Thank you too... Even the chairman said it was thanks to you..."

Qian Dajun thanked first, "Thank you for your hard work... Flying all the way, no danger!"

"That's good!" Fang Buwei replied, and asked again, "I wonder what the director has to give?"

"Nothing big deal!" Qian Dajun said, "Mrs. Song asked me to ask you, how did you judge those of his people?"

After hearing Qian Dajun's words, Fang Buwei glared at Ye Xingzhong fiercely again.

Even though he knew that there were still important things that had not been dealt with, this bastard didn't say he woke him up.

He originally wanted to wait for the news that Chairman Ping An had arrived and then read it again in person, but he didn't know that he fell asleep?

"I haven't been able to check it out yet!" Fang Buwei replied.

"No hurry, I'll just ask as usual!" Qian Dajun replied.

Actually, it's not as easy as he said.

As soon as she got off the plane, Mrs. Song was anxious to ask Qian Dajun and Lin Wei to call Fang Buwei and quickly find a way to send his people out.

It means that if there is evidence, you can do whatever you want. If there is no evidence, you will send it to Wuhan.

After being scolded by the Chairman for a few words, Mrs. Song gave up.

Just over three hours later, Mrs. Song sent someone to urge her. Qian Dajun asked the Chairman for instructions before she called Fang Buwei.

Qian Dajun said again, "The Chairman asked me to tell you that there must be no fish that misses the net!"

"I understand!" Fang Buwei responded.

The mountain is high and the emperor is far away.

Not to mention Mrs. Song, even if the Chairman of the Communist Party of China is willing to release him now, even if he releases him, he will send someone to arrest him in secret.

What a joke? Even if the king of heaven comes to ask for someone, I will wait until I find out!

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Chapter completed!