Tangcheng, who had already returned, did not know at this moment that the special high school had passed Cai Afu and the others to draw a portrait of himself after disguise. In fact, even if Tang Cheng knew what the Special High School was doing at the moment, he would not expend energy to specifically deal with it, because he already had more important things to face at the moment. Tang Cheng, who was walking back to his residence when he saw the contact signal appearing on the street corner, felt his heart skip a beat. This contact signal, which was like a child's graffiti, was specially given to Tang Cheng by the director of the Intelligence Department before he left Nanjing.
The appearance of this contact signal heralded the arrival of a new special commissioner from the Nanjing headquarters, and asked Tang Cheng to rush there as soon as possible to meet. The square mark that appeared below the contact signal represented the meeting place, which was the Sifang Teahouse that Tang Cheng had only visited once since coming to Shanghai. After Tang Cheng came to Shanghai, he only used a secret contact point once, and that was because he had to report to Nanjing the results of the revenge operation at the Hongkou District Izakaya. Tang Cheng moved Zhang Jianghe to the residence provided by Hans. Only the person in charge of the secret contact point knew about this place. When he suddenly saw this contact signal, Tang Cheng didn't know what to do for a moment.
Tang Cheng didn't want to have anything to do with the Intelligence Department, but there were some things that he simply couldn't avoid. For example, Zhang Jianghe, who had been injured and lost an arm, Tang Cheng had already regarded Zhang Jianghe, who had a secret identity, as an elder of his own family. He wanted to help Zhang Jianghe transfer to Chongqing, which was relatively safe, and at the same time, he transferred Zhang Jianghe to Chongqing, which was relatively safe. Shape yourself into a professional who specializes in dealing with Japanese spies, so that you can avoid Zhang Jiang and after returning to the intelligence office, you will have to face various actions against underground party organizations in the future.
Tang Cheng himself, on the other hand, had never thought of relying on the Intelligence Department to make a living. The money and supplies he obtained in Nanjing and Shanghai were already enough for him and his family to spend this difficult time comfortably. What's more, after Tang Cheng killed Hase Kiyokawa a few hours ago, he also drew a design drawing of an individual rocket launcher from the system. Tang Cheng didn’t know how there could be a weapon design drawing that transcended this era like the individual rocket launcher in the system. Moreover, unlike the individual rocket launchers developed by the United States and Germany during World War II, the design drawings of the individual rocket launcher that Tang Cheng extracted from the system, It is an RPG7 rocket launcher developed and equipped by the Soviets in the 1950s and 1960s.
The RPG7 rocket launcher developed by the Soviets became famous in the arms market of later generations. Although it was a product of the Soviet Union in the 1950s and 1960s, even in the 20th century, this type of individual weapon still shined on the battlefield in Afghanistan. This 40mm individual weapon was originally used to deal with armored targets. However, on the Afghan battlefield, it was used by the ubiquitous Afghan guerrillas not only against Soviet tanks and armored vehicles, but also against valuable individual Targets or Soviet transport convoys have become the targets of Afghan guerrillas using this type of individual weapon. There are even Afghan guerrillas who use this type of individual weapon to attack Soviet helicopters.
The new term RPG was gradually known and spread by Western armies precisely because the Afghan guerrillas used this individual weapon to the extreme on the battlefield. Tang Cheng, who had no idea how he could come up with such a thing, was completely confused when he first saw the design drawings. However, when he remembered that his last prize was actually a pair of women's stockings, Tang Cheng came to his senses. This can only be said that his mysterious system may have some funny pedigree.
A weapon design drawing that transcends the current era is actually not a good thing for Tangcheng, which currently has no foundation and backing. However, Tangcheng has no plan to exchange this thing for money or other things now. In a few days, the New Year will arrive, and in twelve years, it will be the day when New China is founded. Tangcheng has already planned to wait until that day and hand over this blueprint to the country. Perhaps with this thing, in the future war to resist U.S. aggression and aid Korea, the troops aiding Korea will not add unnecessary reinforcements when facing coalition forces with powerful firepower. Loss.
These are only Tang Cheng's current expectations. The most important thing at the moment is to rush to the secret contact point immediately and obtain information about the new special commissioner from the person in charge of the contact point. As long as you turn around the street, you will be in Tangcheng, which is not far from your residence. After a brief pause, you immediately turn around and leave. Half an hour later, Tang Cheng rushed to the Sifang Teahouse, but Tang Cheng did not enter the teahouse immediately. Instead, he went to a grocery store opposite the teahouse first.
In the grocery store, Tang Cheng bought a pack of cigarettes. From the grocery store, he first observed the Sifang Teahouse across the street. After confirming that there was no trouble, he came out of the grocery store and walked to the teahouse across the street. It was not yet dinner time, and there were not many guests in the Sifang Teahouse. After entering the teahouse, Tang Cheng looked around secretly, and then walked towards the wooden counter in the northeast corner of the teahouse.
"I'm from Suzhou, looking for Boss Li." Tang Cheng, standing in front of the counter, raised his head to talk to the boy at the counter and put his right hand on the counter. Hearing Tang Cheng say that he was looking for Boss Li, the boy behind the counter was about to say that there was no Boss Li here, but when he saw Tang Cheng's right hand resting on the counter, his eyes narrowed slightly. Tang Cheng's right hand, which was resting on the counter, was currently making a gesture in which the thumb and tail finger were curled while the other three fingers were stretched out straight.
This gesture and what Tang Cheng said just now are the secret code for contact with this secret contact point. There are a total of four people from the intelligence department in the Sifang Tea House, including this young man standing behind the counter. Seeing Tang's signal gesture at this moment, the boy blinked at Tang Cheng, and then whispered the words room No. 3 upstairs. Tang Cheng did not doubt the other party. After nodding, he went upstairs along the wooden stairs.
Room No. 3 was easy to find. Tang Cheng went up the stairs to the second floor. He just turned around the corridor and saw Room No. 3. Without reaching out to knock on the door, Tang Cheng walked outside Room 3 and pushed the door open. However, after he saw the people in Room 3 clearly, he couldn't help but secretly cursed in his heart, "What the hell!" "What? Look at you." You don't want to see me like this!" The people in Room 3 seemed to be happy to see Tang Cheng looking like he had seen a ghost, and then smiled and said to Tang Cheng, who was standing at the door in a daze. ,
The other party's smile made Tang Cheng come back to his senses, and then he closed the door and then turned around and spoke. "Uncle Bai, look what you said, this Shanghai is not my home. You want to come to this colorful world to hang out, how can I not be happy!" Since the person here is an acquaintance, Tang Cheng did not see him for almost a month. Bai Zhanshan was polite, stretched out his hand to pull out a chair, and sat down calmly opposite Bai Zhanshan.
"Uncle Bai, I didn't expect that the person coming to Shanghai would be you. When I left Nanjing, didn't you say that those guys in the Action Department didn't want to see you and were thinking of stumbling on you secretly? Why did you suddenly do this? Come to Shanghai?" When Tang Cheng left Nanjing, he heard that Bai Zhanshan was seeking the position of chief of the operations section. Logically speaking, a mid-level officer who held the position of section chief at the headquarters should not be sent to crisis-ridden Shanghai.
When the Operations Section was mentioned, Bai Zhanshan immediately lost his temper and started to curse in front of Tang Cheng. "If you don't say these things, I don't have anything to say. As soon as you say this, I will get very angry. After you came to Shanghai, those guys in the Action Department who only said weird things behind my back started talking behind my back. My bad words. It just so happened that during an arrest operation, someone under my command accidentally killed a guy with a certain family background, so my promotion was considered a waste."
Hearing Bai Zhanshan's complaints about him, Tang Cheng, who suppressed a smile, echoed a few words without changing his expression, and then asked Bai Zhanshan about the purpose and mission of coming to Shanghai this time. "I asked the tea house to contact you for this matter." Bai Zhanshan said, then took out an envelope from his arms and handed it to Tang Cheng. "This is what the director asked me to bring to you when I left Nanjing. As long as you complete the things explained here and the things you mentioned last time, the director promises to satisfy you."
Tang Cheng looked at the envelope in his hand carefully. As long as it was sticky, there was the mark of the director's private seal. Tang Cheng understood that this was a precautionary measure for Bai Zhanshan, who was worried about delivering the letter, to open the envelope privately. Tang Cheng was not on guard against Bai Zhanshan, so he immediately opened the envelope and took out two pieces of letter paper filled with words. "You should also take a look. I guess the things mentioned here should be related to your mission this time." After reading the two pages of writing on the letter, Tang Cheng handed the letter to Bai Zhanshan, who was full of curiosity.
The content on the letterhead clearly had the style of the director. The content on the first page of the letterhead first affirmed the achievements of Tangcheng’s retaliatory action in Hongkou District, and hoped that Tangcheng could continue its efforts to create greater achievements for the special higher education courses. Trouble. On the second page of the letter, Tang Cheng was given a clear target for follow-up actions. The division chief in Nanjing hoped that Tang Cheng could assassinate an old spy named Yamamoto Kenichi from the Shanghai Special High School within a week.
"Who is this Kenichi Yamamoto?" Tang Cheng paid attention to Bai Zhanshan's expression. Seeing that the other party did not look surprised after reading the contents on the letter, he knew that Bai Zhanshan probably knew the inside story in advance.
"Kenichi Yamamoto is said to be a China hand. Some of the Japanese espionage teams we seized in Nanjing finally found out that Kenichi Yamamoto is related. Although we do not have conclusive evidence in hand, according to our inference, Kenichi Yamamoto is very likely He is the driving force behind the deployment of those Japanese espionage teams in Nanjing by the Special High School." Bai Zhanshan did not hide anything from Tang Cheng, and immediately revealed the purpose and mission of his visit to Shanghai.
With Bai Zhanshan's narration, Tang Cheng finally understood what kind of opponent he would face next. Since Kenichi Yamamoto is an important member of the Shanghai Super High School, he should have a clear position. Tang Cheng immediately thought of Hans. Perhaps he could find and lock this person through Hans's relationship within the Super High School. The whereabouts of Kenichi Yamamoto.
