The moonlight shines on the earth, and the dimly illuminated streets are dimly visible. Wang Yan wore a top hat on his head, a windbreaker, and leather shoes. He walked rhythmically, as if he controlled the distance of each step just right.
This is Petain Road, and the place he is going to is the Yonghe Hotel. The Shanghai underground party organization has still moved its location, which is what it should be, because there cannot be any risk at all.
Coming to the back door, there were still two short, two long, and two short knocks on the door. After a while, the door was opened, and naturally it was Liu Qiulan who opened the door. She asked in a low voice: "Have you been to Foch Road?"
Wang Yan nodded and said, "It seems like they're being targeted over there!"
"I can't help it. Fortunately, I left early and covered it up well. Come in quickly, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
This is a three-story building. When you enter through the back door, you will find the kitchen and the owner's private living area. The place is very large. There are two floors in the middle of the building, which is a unique place.
In the study on the first floor facing the back street, Wang Yan saw Lu Boda sitting behind the desk. There was still the small dim lamp on the table that was not very bright. He was sitting there smoking a cigarette, and the ashtray in front of him seemed to be always full of cigarette butts.
Seeing Wang Yan come in, he pointed to the single sofa hidden behind the lamp shadow opposite the desk: "I know you are used to sitting on it, so I brought it here specially for you when we moved."
Wang Yan smiled, walked over and sat down and said, "I went to Foch Road earlier, why was I targeted there?"
"For more than a month, the Japanese have been making fuss about Comrade Xiwen, and we have no choice but to go. We have taken too many actions, and it is inevitable that we will make mistakes. But they don't know that Foch Road is the seat of the municipal party committee, and they are just suspicious. But a few days before that, we moved here, and the place was resold through normal procedures. Now we, my husband and wife, are the owners of this hotel."
"The Japanese are not suspicious?"
"I haven't used my real name, and I live in seclusion. I also dress up in disguise, so they can't find me. Okay, let's stop talking and let's talk about business."
Lu Boda waved his hand, cleared his throat, and said seriously: "You are aware of Comrade Xiwen's affairs. Although there are some losses, the situation is still under our control. We already know Comrade Xiwen's situation, and he is still After recuperating in the sanatorium next to the Army Hospital for more than a month, although he is not well, he has already met the conditions for transfer. So we plan to carry out a rescue operation and need the help of you, an expert in operations."
"I obey orders and obey orders."
"I have already contacted Comrade Enlai, and he has approved your participation in the operation." Lu Boda said: "Recently, there have been many attacks, and the Japanese special forces have been exhausted. But they are still determined to kill me, and they want to take Comrade Xiwen. Making a fuss. According to reliable information, this time they really plan to transfer Comrade Xiwen. Because in the past time, they have exhausted their patience, and even if Comrade Xiwen opens his mouth, it will be of little value to them, so They just want to set up a dragon gate formation and force us to use more force to rescue. This is impossible.
So after research, we decided to implement the rescue plan tomorrow night. The peripheral guerrillas will cooperate to attack Baoshan and Putuo to attract their troops. Our comrades from the Shanghai Underground Party took the opportunity to attack the sanatorium. At the same time, some comrades would be responsible for cutting off the power in that area. In this way, the chance of success would be much greater. Your mission is to block the Japanese soldiers in the barracks near the sanatorium for twenty minutes and retreat when the time is up.
You held off the enemy's 500 reinforcements for half an hour with one shot and one shot. It was amazing. But this time there was a brigade in the barracks near the sanatorium, with more than a thousand troops stationed in the rear, so they were all combatants. Preliminary inquiries revealed that they have four infantry squadrons, a machine gun squadron, an artillery squad, twelve heavy machine guns, two 70mm 92 infantry cannons, and several other light machine guns and mortars, with very strong firepower.
So there are still fifty operators under your command. Their positional combat experience may not be as rich as that of the guerrillas, but they are all trained fighters and their quality is not bad. Weapons and ammunition are all ready, including six light machine guns, a mortar, and several grenades. Just hold off the enemy, there is no need to pursue results.
If the Special High School wants to mobilize the troops of this brigade, it must follow procedures, and the guerrillas are ahead of the action, so it is impossible to do this.
As soon as the gun went off, they were dispatched over there. It takes at least seven or eight minutes from the occurrence of the situation, to the judgment of the purpose, to the decisive order, to the final order to the brigade to urgently assemble the army. So strictly speaking, you only need to lead them through ten minutes. When there is a large-scale power outage in Hongkou, it will be very convenient whether it is blocking or evacuating. "
The Shanghai underground party is really ruthless, but there is really nothing they can do about it. As Wang Manchun said, such an important person is so cruel that he would rather bite his tongue and commit suicide than betray the organization. If he is not saved, what will others think? How will you lead the next team? What's more, it's not like he really doesn't know where Song Xiwen is, so he needs to be rescued no matter what.
The force used is indeed huge. From rescue to post-rescue transportation, there are definitely a lot of people involved in every aspect. Fifty people were sent to Wang Yan to stop the enemy, and there were also many rescuers at the sanatorium, because it was a close-quarters fight and not enough people were needed.
They even mobilized guerrillas, but the guerrillas were originally supposed to carry out the task of harassing enemy lines, so there was no problem in moving to this area to conduct raids. And to a certain extent, it can also be a frontline position for large forces, because there is still a strategy of anti-Japanese base areas. There will be large troops operating in southern Jiangsu and eastern Anhui, but they haven't come yet.
Wang Yan crossed his legs, put one hand on his leg, and placed the other on the armrest. He closed his eyes and beat the rhythm softly. He was recalling the construction conditions outside the Japanese military camp.
This arrangement is indeed very reasonable, and it is not an anti-Japanese drama. Fifty people were prepared to stop a thousand unprepared people. The equipment was not bad, but they were suppressed and beaten. The personnel were dispersed and cold shots were fired in an orderly manner. It would not be a big problem to delay for ten minutes. It was not to let He went to die.
What he was thinking about was the safety of those fifty people. After all, he can take it himself, but they can't.
After a moment, he asked: "How will the fifty comrades evacuate? How long will it take?"
"They have already met each other and cannot continue to work in Shanghai. This time they will participate in the team escorting Comrade Xiwen to evacuate, and then return to the Soviet area and redistribute work. So it is hard to say when the evacuation will be, it must be time The more abundant the better. What do you mean? You want to cover them?"
Lu Boda frowned. He still doesn't know what Wang Yan's identity is, but he can make a lot of money and supplies in large quantities. There are only a small number of people in Shanghai, so he has some guesses because he has so much free time. Such a person certainly cannot take such risks. If something happens, the impact will be immeasurable.
Wang Yan does not exist in history. If it does, it will be different, and its power cannot be ignored. This is certain. So he is far more important than imagined.
"It's only three or two minutes. It's okay for me to be alone." Wang Yan nodded and continued to ask: "Operation time?"
"Tomorrow night at ten o'clock, the guerrillas will take action on time. At ten fifteen, we will start taking action. At ten thirty-five, everyone will evacuate regardless of success or failure."
"Okay. I will not see those comrades and tell them not to shoot without authorization. After hearing my gunfire, they saw the enemy and consumed all their ammunition as soon as they exchanged fire. The mortars were fired at After hearing the sound of gunfire, immediately face the military camp, without adjusting the angle, slightly shift the muzzle laterally, keep firing, and prepare as many shells as possible. No matter when the firefight occurs, at ten thirty, retreat on time, and leave the rest to I'll be fine. After we retreat safely, I will come over to confirm the status of the operation."
Lu Boda was silent for a moment and nodded heavily: "Okay, take care. You must pay attention to safety. We can't bear any more losses."
"Let's go first, I have to make some preparations."
Wang Yan stood up and shook hands with Lu Boda. He felt the weight of Lu Boda's handshake. He shook his head and patted Lu Boda's arm: "Stop smoking. When the good tea comes down two months ago, I will bring you some." Come on, let’s go.”
He simply turned around and left, leaving only Lu Boda standing there in despair...
Is Song Xiwen worth investing so much effort in saving? not worth it! But it’s also worth it! Comrades who have no hesitation deserve to be saved by comrades without hesitation. It is this spirit that has brought them all the way to where they are today, and they are all comrades.
After leaving Yonghe Hotel, Wang Yan walked all the way,
He went to pick up the car, and then drove out of the French Concession to the West Railway Station. He sneaked into a warehouse, avoided the night watchmen, scared the patrolling dogs, sneaked in, and found a basement. . After looking at the various weapons piled inside for a while, I finally picked up a Type 26 Czech light machine gun, its supporting components and several magazines. I wrapped it in rags and carried it on my back. I also picked up another box of nearly a I picked up the fifteen hundred rounds of 7.92 bullets, left the warehouse, put everything in the car, and headed straight to Hongkou...
The next day, Wang Yan still got up early to exercise, and Wang Manchun was still the same. After waking up, he got into the car that had been waiting outside and left.
When Wang Yan and Qi Si had breakfast together, the street had already begun to become lively. The *** team that had been having trouble all day yesterday began to gather again. They were buzzing and noisy, holding various banners, waiting for people to slowly gather.
This time Wang Yan wanted to go at normal speed, but it was not as easy as yesterday. Because now all kinds of people, in all kinds of places, go out of their homes and converge on those streets, and there are traffic jams everywhere.
So when Wang Yan arrived at the Central Patrol Room on Xue Lihua Road, the journey that usually only took more than ten minutes actually took forty minutes.
People outside gathered in the streets, and of course, all the police officers in the arresting room also left. The situation was different at this time. There were basically no traces of Chinese people in the arresting room. They were all working, and there were no people left behind in the reserved arresting room. After all, it would be very fatal if the situation got out of control with such a massive *** activity. Even if you accidentally hurt Master Yang, it will be even more troublesome, so you must pay attention to everything.
When he arrived at the prison cell, Wang Yan did not stop, but smiled and nodded to the foreigners who greeted him. As the inspector general, his subordinates are no longer limited to Chinese. Many foreign devils are working under him. The only one who was disobedient was the foreign detective. But he didn't want to pay attention to it, because it was dealing with foreigners' affairs, and it had something to do with him, but not much.
When he arrived at the director's office on the fourth floor, he knocked gently on the door. After there was a response from inside, he opened the door and walked in.
As soon as I opened the door, I was greeted by the rare warm sunshine in Shanghai in winter. A bald, round-faced foreigner with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and stubble was sitting on a lounge chair in front of the window, shaking a glass of red wine. Bask in the sun. His name was von Judith, and he was Wang Yan's current superior, the director of the Central Patrol Room.
Foreign devils tend to gain weight as they get older. This von Judith was already in his forties, and he lived in Shanghai, where the sky was high and the emperor was far away, so he naturally gained weight. He basically has the same conduct as Iger, otherwise he wouldn't be able to shake the red wine glass early in the morning, but he is smarter, has a better background, and is an aristocrat than Iger.
Aige is a few years older than Wang Yan and has already started to make money. This is not just the case for foreigners, but also for Chinese people. It is a last resort for middle-aged people. Once they are slack and lack exercise, their figure will be out of shape. Unless you are engaged in manual labor and work from dawn to dusk, except for a few extremely talented people, you cannot gain weight even if you want to. Most city people have no interest in sports and do not put in a certain amount of energy. As they age, they become quite chubby.
"Director."
"King, you're here. You're welcome. Pour the wine yourself."
After Wang Yan went to pour the wine and even added some for him, Judith asked casually: "Wang, how long will this sexual intercourse last?"
"Three days at most." Wang Yan took a sip of wine and said with a wry smile: "There's nothing we can do about it. The impact of Wang Zhaoming's facts is too great. Nowadays, various newspapers and radio stations talk about these things over and over again every day. All over China, people are rioting because of this incident, and they are holding meetings to criticize Wang Ni. They cannot control it at all, and there are people from the Communist Party and the Red Party behind it who are adding fuel to the flames. But fortunately, now ** The * situation is under control, they are just shouting slogans on the streets, and nothing ** happens."
"Okay, that's good. You've been working hard recently. Don't let anything happen to you." Yudit shook his head and smiled: "Wang, I have to say that the situation in China is really hard to understand. I heard about this Wang at that time. I didn’t even realize that I had escaped from Chongqing. It was really amazing. Oh, by the way, I heard that you went to Hongkou yesterday?”
"Yes, Deputy Consul General Iwai Eiichi of the Japanese Consulate came from Hong Kong
I'm back. As you know, I have been cooperating with the Japanese. He wanted to see if I was still so honest and cooperative after being promoted to inspector general. "
"This is a method used by the superiors. King, you have to be careful, don't really take refuge in the Japanese." Listening to Wang Yan's reassurance, he shook his head and said with a smile: "How about, from that Japanese monkey What’s the gain?”
"He told me that he was responsible for Wang Zhaoming's escape this time, and that Wang Zhaoming stayed in Hanoi for a period of time. After preliminary discussions, he would fly to Japan to meet the Japanese Emperor and cabinet ministers, and then land in Shanghai, and The National Government supported by the Japanese was established in Nanjing."
Judith hummed and took a sip of wine: "We analyzed it this way before, just like Pu Yi of Manchukuo. Men are indeed slaves to power."
"Some people control power, and some people are played by power. It depends on the person. For example, you control the top and bottom of the central patrol room. No one will deceive you. Here, you can do whatever you want. This It’s the expression of harnessing power.”
"Wang, I like your honesty, hahaha..."
Amidst the fat foreigner's pig-like laughter, Wang Yan started his day's work and went out to find a place to drink tea and keep in touch with the foreign inspectors in several other districts.
He has become the inspector general, how can he still work? When he reached this position, he was more at ease, but it also took more time on his mind.
After all, the higher his status is, and he has different positions in different forces. He still has to have both sides, and naturally he has to expend more energy. It is impossible to keep a low profile, and it is also impossible to be unreliable. This balance in the middle is very difficult to grasp. If you make one mistake, you will be doomed.
Of course, "eternal" is an adjective, and it's not a big problem for him. If it really comes to that point, as long as his identity is not exposed, he can just go to the Japanese. After all, his current situation was mostly forced out by the Japanese. Now that Wang Zhaoming has committed treason and the Wang puppet regime is about to be established, he can get away with it there.
At the end of a lively day, the crowd at work dispersed voluntarily at dinner time, just like at work. Wang Yan also returned to the prince's mansion early after having an extravagant dinner. Tonight is another night alone, it’s time to take care of yourself.
Winter is very wet and cold, and the boiler in the Prince's Mansion is very hot, which makes people want to lie in bed early. Uncle Wu and Aunt Liang went to bed early. Qi Si also practiced boxing, cleaned up and rested. He is practicing and cultivating. He is young and still needs more rest.
It was after nine o'clock and everyone went to bed. Wang Yan changed his appearance in the house, put on his equipment, put on his windbreaker, walked out of the prince's mansion, went to where he parked yesterday, got in his car, and rushed straight to Hongkou.
When entering and exiting the Japanese-occupied areas, he still relied on the credentials of the eight Special High School operatives who were killed during the initial sanctions on Xia Changguo. It's still the same situation. Although their files have been canceled long ago, the ID is a real ID, and the guard is a Japanese military policeman. There are two systems. Unless he is caught and cheated, the ID can be used for a long time.
About 70 to 80 meters away from the military camp not far from the sanatorium, there is a four-, five- and six-story apartment building, facing the military camp. Wang Yan parked the car, quietly climbed to the roof of the apartment building, and lifted off the rags on the roof. It was the Czech light machine gun and its bullets that he had obtained yesterday, as well as some grenades and so on.
He fiddled with the machine gun and set it up. With a wave of his hand, he collected a lot of bullets and several magazines into the space, preparing to reload intelligently. Then he took out the sniper-style Shui Lianzhu equipped with a scope from the space, and lay on the roof to find a comfortable shooting position.
At this moment, a roaring explosion came from the west, followed by intensive gunfire. The time had reached ten o'clock.
Wang Yan looked at the military camp through the scope...
