Rebirth in a Perfect Era Chapter 1263: Former comrades

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The old man ’s inexplicable excitement made Li Mu also excited. He realized that this was probably a breakthrough in persuading the old man to leave here.

So, he said seriously to the old man: "The information shows that this senior Han Zili Han is indeed still alive. He has lived in Sichuan since 55 years, but the information reported by our volunteers said that the old man Some forgetfulness. I do n’t remember many things before. We only confirmed his identity as a pilot before, but we never found the specific number of his army. "

The old man was disappointed and said, "In 50 years, I heard that he went to Taiwan, and he was not a Sichuanese. How could he live in Sichuandu? Would it be a mistake?"

Li Mu said: "If there were two Hanzili in the entire national army system at that time, it was not surprising, but there were not many pilots in the National Air Force at that time, should there be the possibility of having the same name?"

The old man nodded and said, "It makes sense for you to say so, but this possibility cannot be ruled out, and I heard that people who went to Taiwan that year did not come back until the end of the 1980s, and went to Taiwan in 49. It is basically impossible to return to Sichuan to live in Sichuan in 55 years. "

The old man has a special personal memory of that era. In that era, a large number of national military officers followed the national government to Taiwan. The fundamental reason was not because of their longing for Taiwan, but because of their status as a defeated army. I have to go, and I dare not come back if I leave. On the one hand, Taiwan will not allow it. On the other hand, I am afraid that the new China government in China will hold them accountable for their war. So if a national soldier or officer is at 49 When I went to Taiwan in 2000, it would never be possible to settle in Sichuan in 55 years.

Li Mu said: "This does not mention the fact that Mr. Han Zili has been to Taiwan, is it because your information is wrong?"

The old man became silent, and said after a while: "It is not uniform, because I heard it from people, and there is no conclusive evidence."

Li Mu nodded slightly and said, "In addition, there is a note on it. The son of Mr. Han Zili told our volunteers that the old man is a Qilu. The strength is weak, so I am determined to join the National Air Force. You can see if this information can be matched. "

The old man ’s dimmed eyes flashed again, and he was surprised to say: “That ’s right! Zili is a Qilu, and his family and the Qilu Wang Han Fuju still had some distant relatives. Entering Yunwu Lecture Hall, in 38 years after Han Fuju was shot by old Jiang in Jinling, he immediately applied to enter the Central Aviation School. He told me in private that the people in Wutang knew that he and Han Fuju After being kissed, Han Fuju was also shot, and he began to be excluded from the lecture hall, so he was hopelessly promoted in the army, so he gave up the plan to take the officer's path and joined the air force. "

Speaking of this, the old man asked hastily: "Can you contact him?"

Li Mu nodded and said, "Yes, there is his son's phone number on it. If you want to talk to him, I can make a phone call and make an appointment."

"Okay!" The old man said three good times, and said excitedly: "You have that one on your body, right?"

"Hand words?"

"It's the thing that can be called on the body. Last time your volunteer took it, he told me that it seemed to be a shout."

Li Mu suddenly realized, saying: "You should be talking about a mobile phone."

Speaking, he took out his mobile phone and asked the old man, "Is this kind of thing?"

Old man hastily nodded: "Yes, this is it."

Li Mu said: "I will call Mr. Han Lao's son now. If it is convenient over there, you can talk to Mr. Han Lao, but ... the information says that the elderly amnesia is a bit serious. He can't remember his army number, so he may not be able to remember you, so you need to be mentally prepared. "

The old man nodded and said: "Okay, I know. It doesn't matter if I don't remember, it's definitely his that's alright."

Li Mu dialed in accordance with the phone number on the document. It was a landline number in Sichuan. After the phone rang a few times, the caller was a middle-aged person. When Li Mu asked Mr. Han Zili if he was not at home , The other party said, "Are you looking for my grandfather? My father took him to the hospital for rehabilitation, but he is coming back soon. You can call again in half an hour."

Li Mu didn't say more, thank you, I agreed to contact after half an hour, so I hung up the phone.

After explaining the situation to the old man, the old man was not disappointed. He nodded and said, "I am self-supporting one year old, and it is now 87. The son can still take him to the doctor, which shows that his son is very filial to him."

"Yes." Li Mu responded, then asked the old man curiously: "Mr. Sun, is this Mr. Han your comrade in arms?"

The old man said excitedly: "He is my other wingman pilot ..."

Li Mu said in surprise: "It turns out this way, then you are really comrades fighting side by side!"

The old man said with emotion: "Yes, I have two wingman pilots, and the other sacrificed."

Li Mu thinks that it is really a coincidence that the elderly can find their wingman pilots in a list, but think about it, there are not many pilots in the National Air Force and the Flying Tigers. It is estimated that there is no ordinary one. university has a large number of people in the department. With their own experience in university, they must know all of them in the class, and those who are not in a class, they ca n’t see their heads and see at least half, so they can know at least half. The list, if you don't know three or five, it is a bit unreasonable.

When I think about the total number of the National Air Force, there will not be too many pilots in the Flying Tigers, and there will still be people in the surviving American Flying Tigers who are known by Mr. Sun Xiaozhong.

Li Mu suddenly thought that at the press conference of Hollywood "Flying Tigers", there were an old man named Paul Crawford among the American Flying Tigers invited by Spielberg. His memories There is a history here. He was a member of the Flying Tigers at that time, protecting the American bomber by a plane, and then being shot down by the Japanese army and rescued by the local villagers. In the memories of the old Sun Xiaozhong, there is a very similar experience. ......

So, Li Mu asked Elder Sun Xiaozhong: "Mr. Sun, do you know an American Flying Tiger member named Paul Crawford?"

"Paul Crawford?" The old man asked in surprise, "How do you know this person?"

Li Mu said: "I met him when I was in the United States, and our movie" Flying Tigers "invited him to the scene at the US conference."

The old man patted his legs with excitement and said, "didn't expect is still alive! At the time, my although was in the National Air Force, but in fact, like the American pilots of the Flying Tigers, they were all under the command of Chennard, so Paul K. Lawford was also my comrade at the time. I said that the bomber was shot down by the Japanese once. During that **** mission, his plane was also shot down by the Japanese. Oops, that time the Japanese hit Really fierce, knowing that those American bombers just blew up their hometown, that posture desperately desperate to fight with us, I just wish I could hit the plane with us ... "

After sighing, the old man returned to the topic: "That time we were shot down with a total of eight fighter jets. Both Paul Crawford and I parachuted. They landed in different places and were rescued by different villagers. Then, they were sent to a town where they were in hiding at that time. They happened to meet him at that time. We hid together for a while with the help of local fellows. Finally, we managed to escape from danger. Counting, we lived together in the cellar. More than a month ... "

Li Mu said immediately: "Over time, we will invite other American surviving Flying Tigers, including Paul Crawford, to China. Among them, there may be other old acquaintances besides him."

A look of excitement flashed in the old man's eyes.

The rest of Li Mu did n’t say much. Instead of persuading the old man to agree to go down the mountain, it is better to induce the old man to want to go down the mountain. Paul Crawford is just a possible success factor, and more importantly, the Han Zili.

Soon, Li Mu whispered in Liu Xinxin ’s ear. Liu Xinxin immediately found a reason to go to the toilet and came out of the thatched hut. Then he used his own mobile phone to call Mr. Han Zili ’s son, Explain the special situation here to the other party ...

Half an hour's appointment time arrived, Li Mu called the phone of Mr. Han Zili's son again, and the call was quickly connected. Mr. Han's grandson said, "Mr. Li, right? My father and grandpa are back, I let my grandpa Listen to the phone? "

Li Mu is busy: "Okay, then please let Mr. Han listen to the phone."

The other party said: "My grandfather has a problem with his memory. Please also say hello to Mr. Sun. If my grandfather has nothing to remember, please ask him to forgive me."

"Okay." Li Mu said, "Then I will call Mr. Sun."

After handing the phone to the old man and telling the old man how to use it, Li Mu said to the old man: "Mr. Han ’s memory is not very good, and may not remember you, please forgive me."

The old man nodded again and again, took the phone, quivered and tentatively asked: "Zi Li brother?"

At this moment, in the old brick building on the outskirts of Sichuan, the three generations of the Han family were surrounded by landlines, and the phone was hands-free at this moment, including Mr. Han ’s son, daughter-in-law, and grandson. In recent years, the old man ’s memory is getting worse and worse, and many things ca n’t be remembered. His relatives hope that he will be able to retrieve some precious memories of the past through this reconnection of his comrades.

Lao Han was sitting in front of the phone with some confusion. I did n’t know who was going to talk to him. When he heard his name on the phone, he was in a trance.

The old man is 87 years old. For so many years, few people call him by such a title. For a while, he felt extremely strange, but subconsciously he was very familiar.

The old man frowned for a long time, but still did not find that memory. Out of politeness, he said aloud: "I am Han Zili, who are you?"

"I am Xiaozhong, Sun Xiaozhong, do you remember me?"

"Sun Xiaozhong?" The old man frowned more tightly. The name seemed to touch a string deep in his memory, but he couldn't make it clear for a while.

The old man said hastily again at this time: "Do you remember the 12th Squadron, Sixth National Air Force Brigade?"

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone, and suddenly a shivering exclaimed: "Are you, team leader?"