In the park on the south side of Xiaoxi Street, Liu Changchuan handed Lao Zhang a total of 15 pieces of paper he had written in the past few days, and told him not to hand it in directly. After copying, he would destroy the originals he wrote to prevent the enemy from seizing and finding his traces. .
"How are you doing over there?" Liu Changchuan asked, covering his hat and stabilizing his shaky beard.
"It's not bad. Lin Jiashuang and Zhang Jiu are doing well, but they're a little tired of being there every day." Lao Zhang replied to Liu Changchuan, who was sitting on the chair, leaning against the willow tree.
"You never thought about letting the two of them go back to the rear?"
"It's not that simple. The headquarters is trying its best to send people to Shanghai. Because of background checks, the headquarters has hired three people this month. Lin Jiashuang and Zhang Jiu have clean backgrounds. The headquarters will not let them go back to the rear." Lao Zhang Shaking his head and smiling bitterly. He once requested help from the top, but was rejected.
Liu Changchuan sighed secretly, yes, the background check is too difficult.
Agent No. 76 headquarters is like a lunatic. As long as you are an outsider, you will be suspected. They will review and screen you repeatedly, and you may even be killed if you don't like you.
Unless the mountain city military command headquarters invites some old men and women to come over, anyone who is young and strong will be suspected, and you can't escape at all. And the trainees in the military command training class are almost all young people.
"Have the headquarters funds been released on time during this period?" Liu Changchuan tightened his sweater and asked in a low voice.
"The amount is the same as before, but the legal currency has depreciated a lot. Our team is okay. I heard that the Shanghai Station has reported to the headquarters asking for a salary increase, otherwise we will not be able to support our family." Lao Zhang complained helplessly.
"If you have legal currency in your hands, exchange it as soon as possible. I heard that those bastards in Jinling are preparing to issue a new currency, which seems to be called China Reserve Certificates. Then they will definitely suppress legal currency with all their strength. Legal currency is likely to become waste paper in the Japanese-occupied areas. ." Liu Changchuan stood up and turned around to leave.
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After receiving the telegram from Liu Changchuan's team, the Shancheng Military Command Headquarters did not dare to neglect it at all. It was strategic-level diplomatic intelligence.
"Boss, I think it's better to let the Shanghai station go. Chen Shu has been doing well recently. The entire Shanghai station is as solid as a rock. Although the number of laid-off non-staff personnel is not as large as before, the cohesion of combat effectiveness is much stronger than before." Mao Cheng stood aside. Trying to come up with ideas.
"" Alas, there are now less than 50 people left in the military command station's thousand-person station. This is despite the additions made in recent months. The hammer of "Squirrel" can be regarded as crippling the Shanghai station. "Boss Dai was a little emotional when he heard Mao Cheng talking about Shanghai Station.
"Boss, I will send a telegram to Chen Shu now and ask him to send someone to the Chinese border to retrieve the information about the "barbed wire fence"."
"In addition to the Shanghai Station, how many latent intelligence teams does our military commander have in Shanghai?" Boss Dai did not make a decision but calculated his family fortune.
"There are not many left. Since the establishment of Agent No. 76 Headquarters, our power in Shanghai has been severely hit. In addition to the Shanghai Station and the "Barbed Wire" team, only the "Lovebird" team and the "Quicksand" team directly under the headquarters are left. "group."
"By the way, boss, there's one more thing I forgot to mention. "Barbed Wire" sent a report to the headquarters to warn "Lovebird" to stay away from Mieko in the Special High School. That woman is a crazy woman. She almost killed Chen Meijuan this time. "Barbed Wire" "It means to tell the lovesick bird not to go around attracting bees and butterflies, and just keep a line with Chen Meijuan."
"Well, you can personally send a report to Zhang Zilu to tell him to keep Chen Meijuan's attention on this matter. By the way, send him a message for me to pay attention to his safety."
"Yes, I will tell the lovebird." Mao Cheng nodded in agreement.
Boss Dai stood up, walked to the window, opened the curtains, and asked without looking back: "Do you think Barbed Wire knows the inside story of the Quicksand team?"
"He will definitely guess that "Quicksand" pretended to surrender." Mao Cheng did not hesitate at all.
Liusha's surrender to Headquarters No. 76 could not be concealed from the barbed wire fence. You must know that it was "Barbed Wire" who originally sent the report to the headquarters to tell them about the incident of Hiroshi Okada, the staff officer of the headquarters in Shanghai. Liusha surrendered the next day. Even a fool could guess it. What's going on.
"You will send a telegram to the "Barbed Wire" team soon, tell him the plan to be implemented by "Quicksand", and ask him to cooperate as much as possible to save "Quicksand"'s life, but the premise is that his own safety is the first priority." Boss Dai He sat back on the chair and gave some instructions.
He now has high hopes for "Barbed Wire", and the reason is very simple. "Barbed Wire" is not only deeply lurking in the special high school, but can also bring some important information to the headquarters. Another point is that "Barbed Wire" understands "Lovebird" and "Quicksand" "A lot of inside information.
If something went wrong and he was captured by the Japanese and puppets, hehe, all the important hidden agents of the military command in Shanghai would have to be killed.
"Boss, who is going to get the information?" Mao Cheng saw that Boss Dai seemed to be thinking about something, so he reminded him and returned to the topic.
"Just do what you said and ask Chen Shu to ask someone to go to China to get the information back and send it to the headquarters as soon as possible." Boss Dai thought for a while and decided that the Shanghai station was the most suitable.
"It's the boss."
"Wait a minute." When Boss Dai saw Mao Cheng walking out, he suddenly remembered something:
"Boss, do you have anything else to do?" Mao Cheng turned around quickly.
"You said that Chen Meijuan was so humiliated by the Japanese and almost lost her life. Doesn't she have any resentment at all?" Boss Dai narrowed his eyes.
"Does the boss want to incite rebellion against Chen Meijuan?" Mao Cheng's eyes lit up.
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In the family residential area of No. 76, Huxi, "Liusha" has been living here since he surrendered. Li Qun gave him a casual job, and he did not have to go to work on weekdays. He just received a monthly salary. Obviously, he was not at ease with him. .
"Quixa" opened the window and breathed in the humid air and shivered. This winter was colder than in previous years. He looked back at the clock standing in the living room and pouted. No. 76 still didn't trust him and even installed a wiretap. Device, forget it, just monitor it. I will give you a huge surprise in a few days.
At the Tianping open-air market, "Liusha" wore cloth shoes and was walking around leisurely in an ordinary coat. As an experienced veteran military agent, he knew that Huang San from the No. 76 agent headquarters was not following him today. Maybe that bitch was gone. Did you gamble?
"Boss, please order some fried rice." Liusha greeted the little boss with a gentle face, paid and left, but when he was paying, he took a piece of paper from the little boss's hand.
It says go according to plan and wish everything goes well.
Alas, Liusha sighed in his heart... After a narrow escape in this assassination mission, the headquarters still did not allow him to reunite with his family and enjoy his old age in peace.
But he has no resentment towards the headquarters. The entire nation has fallen into the most dangerous moment. If it goes further, it will become the slaves of those short winter melons... The soldiers who fought bloody battles on the front line and the Northwest Red Party who are short of food and clothing in the enemy-occupied areas are not serving the nation. Fighting to the death, what does your own little life mean?
Huh...Only those boneless traitors will live like slaves, cherishing the rotten and disgusting skin on their bodies. Even if I die, I will fight for the country and the people.
