A big piece of pie fell from the sky and hit Meng Shaoyuan firmly on the head.
When one's luck comes, nothing can stop it.
The so-called "Sakura Club" is a spy organization organized by Japanese private chaebols. In terms of professionalism, it cannot be compared with a formal spy organization.
They will not get a deeper understanding of a person's identity.
Eager to make meritorious service to Japan, how to improve the status of the intelligence station is their primary consideration.
When they needed help most, "Rukawa Kaede" appeared.
A volunteer team of more than two hundred people.
This will be a great supplement to the Japanese army in the early Battle of Songhu.
Now that Meng Shaoyuan knows, he will never allow such a thing to happen.
He vowed to complete the mission, and what was on his mind was how to eat this group of Japanese expatriates in one bite.
"Then I'll take my leave."
"Rukawa-kun, please allow me to see you off."
Although Makoto no longer cried, her eyes were still red.
give me?
Meng Shaoyuan suddenly thought of a ditty in his mind:
"My little sister sent my husband to Damendong..."
It's a pity that the gift that Ma Naiko gave was not "Lang", but "Wolf"...
On the way, Manaiko was silent the entire time.
Meng Shaoyuan didn't speak either.
Manaiko must be someone who can be exploited, and Urakawa Tatsuhiko must turn her into a spy.
Perhaps, Manaiko is now a spy?
For a new agent, he was completely ignorant.
Especially in an organization like the "Sakura Club", you can't actually learn much about serious spy knowledge.
However, Meng Shaoyuan was able to get a lot of information from Zhen Naizi.
"Rukawa-kun, thank you for bringing me the news about my grandfather." Finally, Shinoko began to speak: "My father and mother don't know about it yet. I think they will be very sad when they find out. "
"Your grandfather is very brave." Meng Shaoyuan said in a serious tone: "He is an example worth learning from for all of us. Makoto, please rest assured, I will help your grandfather get revenge."
"Thanks."
Makoto stopped, bowed again, and then took out something: "Originally, this was intended for my grandfather, but he is no longer here. Mr. Rukawa, please accept it, I hope it can bless you." Peacefully."
This is something similar to a Chinese sachet.
In Japan, its name is "Omori", which means amulet and peace charm.
It is very normal for the Japanese for elders to give gifts to younger generations, and for peers to give gifts to peers. Unlike in China, if a woman gives a man a sachet, it has a special meaning.
Meng Shaoyuan is also very clear about this. Although the photo of Zhen Naiko wearing a sailor suit is very...but now she is immersed in sadness and will definitely not think randomly.
She just missed her grandfather and was grateful to "Rukawa Kaede", so she used this guard to express her gratitude.
But, what kind of person is Master Meng? If you have an opportunity, seize it. If there is no opportunity, you must create it. He took over the guard:
"Thank you very much. When I am on the battlefield, as long as I touch this guard, I will think of Zhen Naiko, and I will feel that Zhen Naiko is accompanying me, and I will touch the guard as if it is really true. Naizi is holding my hand and giving me strength."
Makoto's face turned red.
Although this "Rukawa Kaede" is very brave, but... he seems to be a little glib...
Ah, what are you thinking about there? He is the real hero of Japan. He is fighting for Japan. He said those words just now because of his grandfather.
It's like a brother's attitude towards beating his sister.
Poor Makoto didn't even know that the man beside him could only understand the words "brother and sister" as "firewood and fire".
"Well, I guess we'll meet soon."
"Take care, Rukawa-kun!"
The war still had a great impact on the public concessions.
Every day, many foreigners stand on the roof of the building, holding telescopes to observe the war.
In the sky, whistling past, is the young Chinese Air Force.
With the outbreak of the Battle of Songhu, the Japanese counterattack also began.
On the sea, naval guns fired volleys, and in the sky, Japanese aircraft showed off their power.
The first air battle between the Chinese and Japanese air forces took place on August 14.
On that day, Commander Kiyoshi Hasegawa of the Japanese Navy's Third Fleet ordered 18 "Type 96" land attack aircraft stationed in Taipei to conduct an air raid on Hangzhou Jianqiao Airport in an attempt to destroy the Chinese air force and airport equipment.
Gao Zhihang, commander of the Chinese Air Force's pursuit aircraft unit and captain of the 4th Aviation Group, ordered the fighter planes to take off to fight the Japanese army.
He fired the first shot and shot down the Japanese leader plane. In just ten minutes, the Chinese Air Force shot down 6 Japanese fighter planes and damaged 2, but our army had no casualties. It achieved brilliant results and shocked the whole country.
Since then, the name Gao Zhihang has been engraved in the history of China’s Anti-Japanese War and aviation history.
When Meng Shaoyuan returned to his office, the remaining personnel inside were enthusiastically discussing the results of the Chinese Air Force shooting down four more Japanese aircraft this morning.
"Assistant Wu."
"Director Meng."
"Did Yao Muqing bring it back?"
"He was brought back, and Director Dai came directly to pick him up. He has been brought back to Nanjing urgently. According to the estimated time, he will be in Nanjing now."
Meng Shaoyuan nodded.
What he is more concerned about now is what happened to Yao Muqing's ransom.
You can't just spend the money you paid out in vain, right?
"Oh, by the way." Wu Jingyi suddenly remembered something and brought out a thermos cup: "Around noon, a man named Qiu brought it and said it was the soup Mrs. Cai had someone make for you."
Mrs. Cai?
Mrs. Rose?
Meng Shaoyuan was a little embarrassed.
Wu Jingyi seemed to have seen nothing: "Steward Qiu also brought a letter."
Meng Shaoyuan took it and opened it. In addition to a letter, there was also a check:
"When the war started in Shanghai, the soldiers fought bravely, and you all worked hard. I hate that Xuefei, a daughter, cannot serve on the battlefield like a strong man. Xuefei knows that sir is brave, and every time he faces the enemy, he will fight for his life. My husband often said that the road to the war of resistance is long, and it will not take several years. Ended. Sir, you should also remember these words. Don't be alone in suspicion every time, and blood will flow for five steps.
The day before yesterday, I got some eight-year-old sea cucumbers and ordered them to be cooked. Today, Butler Qiu sent them to me. I wonder if my husband is here. He worked hard on the battlefield, so he can make up for it. Along with it was a check, which was also Xue Fei's wish to express her gratitude for the Anti-Japanese War. Xue Fei knew that the officialdom was corrupt and corrupt at the top, so she could only rest assured when the check was handed over to her husband. It's a bloody storm, please take care of yourself! "
Meng Shaoyuan glanced at the check, which was fifty thousand US dollars.
This gesture can be considered a big one.
"Put it away and put it in our special fund."
Meng Shaoyuan handed the check to Wu Jingyi, then opened the thermos cup and took a sip of the soup inside.
Thick and fresh.
Well, I also added other ingredients, and it probably took me who knows how long.
"Assistant Wu." Meng Shaoyuan asked while sipping the soup: "How many more people can we mobilize here?"
"There are eight people left behind. If there is an emergency operation, two teams operating in the concession can be summoned immediately."
"Not enough, not enough."
Meng Shaoyuan murmured to himself: "Is there our army at Wufu Company on Qingyu Road?"
"Yes." Wu Jingyi blurted out without time to think: "A battalion of the 87th Division is used as a reserve team. The battalion commander Xie Zhengkun is from Suzhou."
"That's it." Meng Shaoyuan put down the thermos cup in his hand: "Gather the two teams immediately, and then find a way to contact Yue Zhenchuan's special operations team and ask him to mobilize as many people as he has. It must be done at 6 p.m. tomorrow. We arrived at Qingyu Road...Dating Bridge. Two people from the headquarters stayed behind, and the rest all carried weapons and left the concession with me."
"OK."
Wu Jingyi did not ask Meng Shaoyuan why he did this.
"Go and prepare immediately." Meng Shaoyuan checked the time: "By the way, the weapons are well prepared. We will meet downstairs in an hour."
In just one hour, everyone in the office was ready.
When Meng Shaoyuan arrived downstairs, he was shocked.
On the table facing the door, there was a machine gun, two submachine guns and a large bag of grenades placed under the table.
In the open drawer, there were several pistols.
"The doors are closed while we're away."
Wu Jingyi was instructing the two people left behind: "If anyone tries to force the door open, shoot directly and kill them without mercy. If the patrol comes, say that the bandits are trying to rob and kill."
Good guy, women are really scary when they are ruthless.
"That's right." Wu Jingyi suddenly remembered something: "Call my husband for me and tell him that I am going to Nanjing to discuss business and will have to wait two days before I can go back. The Shanghai cuisine in Liuyuanju near my home is so authentic that I can't go back." He and his children eat there. When he is at work, Xu Jiamu’s mother next door can help take care of the children.”
"Okay, Assistant Wu."
Turning around, he saw Meng Shaoyuan coming down and handed him a Browning pistol: "All the weapons have been transported to the car outside."
Meng Shaoyuan smiled.
When Wu Jingyi's husband was at work, off work, or taking care of his children, he would never think that his usually virtuous and caring wife was preparing to kill someone.
What Wu Jingyi never forgets is her husband and children.
War, damn war.
"You are all left-behind personnel." Meng Shaoyuan looked at the six people and said, "You are all working in the back office. However, there is an emergency and there is not enough manpower, so you must be transferred to the battlefield. I have no other requirements, only one thing. Don’t be soft when you kill someone!”
No one answered.
From the first day they walked in here, they knew what they were in for.
Among the six people, four were natives of Shanghai and two were transferred from Nanjing.
Moreover, it has already undergone simple training before.
Now, it's time for them to take to the battlefield.
Let’s go face to face with the Japanese!
Meng Shaoyuan put away the gun:
