Cao Shan didn't sleep well at all, because tomorrow was the day to collect medicines. He was secretly worried and tossed and turned all night. Cao Shan, who had been tossing and turning and had difficulty falling asleep, didn't close his eyes until dawn, but he was soon awakened by several knocks on the door. "Who is it? What's going on so early?" Cao Shan opened the quilt and jumped out of bed barefoot. While talking, he pulled out the pistol from under the pillow with his right hand.
Cao Shan spoke aloud, but the knocking on the door also stopped. The barefoot Cao Shan quietly moved behind the door, his whole body pressed against the door panel, but he didn't hear any movement. Cao Shan was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered the situation when the man delivered the cloth bag a few days ago, so he immediately opened the latch of the door and opened the door from the inside. Sure enough, there was no one outside the door. Cao Shan only saw a small box on the ground. When he opened the box, there was a key and a note inside.
Cao Shan turned around, closed the door, and called the note, only to find that there was only an address written on the note. There was a key and an address, and Cao Shan's heart began to beat rapidly. Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Cao Shan, who was no longer sleepy, just sat stupidly on the bed, waiting for the street outside to become lively, and then left the residence with dark circles under his eyes. "What's wrong with you? Why do you look so bad?" When Lin Mo saw Cao Shan again, he was startled by the guy with disheveled hair and dark circles under his eyes.
"Forget it, that man came again last night!" The place where he met Lin Mo was still the breakfast stall, but this time, the two of them were sitting indoors. He took out the key and the note from his underwear pocket and handed it to Lin Mo quietly. Only then did Cao Shan relax. "The man gave us a new address and a key. The previous address might be to test us. Fortunately, you didn't send anyone to investigate in advance!"
After getting the key and new address, Lin Mo was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the elusive person had such thoughts. "I have told the others at the same time that since he only contacted you twice, your only task now is to keep in touch with this mysterious person." Lin Mo's words made Cao Shan slightly stunned. The other comrades Di Linmo was talking about at this moment should be other high-level members of the Shanghai underground party organization.
"We still don't know the specific identity and origin of the other party, so you must not take it lightly. Safety must be the first priority in everything." Lin Mo lowered his head to drink porridge, and at the same time told Cao Shan to pay attention to his own safety. "For now, the other party should have no ill intentions towards us. If the drug thing is true, we feel that we should actively fight for him. Your current contact with him is mainly passive acceptance. If the other party has contact with us, I mean, you must report it in time so that we can be prepared to contact the other party."
Lin Mo gave some instructions in person, then checked out in advance and left. Cao Shan also left later. After Lin Mo and Cao Shan separated, they did not rush to the contact point immediately. Instead, they went back home first, and after explaining to their families, they rushed to their bookstore as usual. With the key and address, Lin Mo did not immediately take people there to find out. Instead, he sent a traffic officer to confirm the authenticity of the address. After learning that the address really existed, Lin Mo took people there. .
Lin Mo thought carefully. The several underground party members who followed him were all disguised as moving workers. The other residents in the apartment building didn't find it strange to see the movers carrying large bags and small boxes. At least Lin Mo didn't notice anyone secretly staring at them. In the room at the end of the corridor on the third floor, Lin Mo took out the key and opened the door. What he saw was a pile of sundries and boxes that almost filled the entire living room.
Seeing these boxes, Lin Mo's heart suddenly fell to the ground. It seemed that the mysterious man really meant no harm. "Hurry up and move. Take a closer look after everything is moved back." Seeing that someone was already about to open the box and check it out, Lin Mo stopped him in time. Now is not the time to waste time. After all, this is an apartment building, and the residents are all mixed up. have. Tangcheng alone moved these things back and forth more than a dozen times, but Lin Mo and the others only moved them up and down a few times.
In less than an hour, Lin Mo emptied all the boxes in the apartment and confirmed that the oil paper bags on the table contained sulfa powder. Lin Mo personally carried the sulfa powder downstairs. When Lin Mo took people to the apartment building to move things, Tang Cheng had already rushed to Hans's restaurant. At Hans' place, Tang Cheng also had a batch of medicines temporarily stored here. "Tang, let's take it easy while we're at the drug store. You promised me last night that you would tell me your purpose of coming to Shanghai today."
Hans had not forgotten what Tang Cheng said last night, so as soon as the two met, Hans mentioned it. Tang Cheng, who was bending over to open the drawer and looking for a cigar, did not answer immediately after hearing this. Instead, he lit the cigar and took a few puffs, and then smiled under Hans's glare. "Look at your censorship! I just smoked a cigar from you! With this painful look on your face, those who don't know would think I did something to you!"
The angry Hans grabbed the ashtray on the table and threatened to hit it. Only then did Tang Cheng stop teasing Hans. "Do you know Gujun Camp?" Tang Cheng's expression became serious as these words came out, "The main purpose of my coming to Shanghai is for Gujun Camp. The British are afraid of the Japanese, and Gujun Camp will be afraid of them in the future. Things will change, and I will take them out of Shanghai." Hans's expression also became stiff because of Tang Cheng's words. He thought of all the possibilities, but he did not expect that Tang Cheng was coming for the Lone Army Camp.
After the Battle of Songhu, no one from Shanghai did not know Gujun Camp. After holding the Sihang Warehouse to resist the enemy for four days and nights, of the so-called eight hundred warriors led by Xie Jinyuan, only more than three hundred people finally retreated into the concession. After the Lone Army Battalion withdrew into the concession, it handed over all its weapons and equipment. However, the British, who were worried about turning against the Japanese army, suddenly turned their backs and not only ignored the Kuomintang's repeated requests, but also sent members of the White Russian armed group of the All Nations Merchant Group to confine the Lone Army Battalion in the British Concession. Jiaozhou Park.
Although Gujun Camp seems safe at the moment, Tang Cheng knows that the British will keep Gujun Camp in the British Concession until the Japanese army fully captures the Shanghai Concession, and Gujun Camp is also controlled by the Japanese army. Although the Gujun Camp was not the unit with the best record in the War of Resistance, Tangcheng believed that the remaining officers and soldiers of the Gujun Camp could be regarded as lofty ideals of the War of Resistance regardless of life or death. Knowing that the lonely military camp would end badly, Tang Cheng, who was in Shanghai, naturally had to do something, otherwise his trip to Shanghai would have been in vain.
Tang Cheng said that Gujun Camp was his main purpose of coming to Shanghai this time. This was naturally used to deceive Hans, but if Hans was willing to help, Tang Cheng was really willing to send the remaining officers and soldiers of Gujun Camp safely out of Shanghai. Hans looked at Tang Cheng with doubts in his heart, but couldn't see anything strange in Tang Cheng's expression. After a while, Hans sighed heavily. "Tang, you are so crazy. The British have sealed off Jiaozhou Park very tightly. It is impossible for you to get more than 300 people in the lonely camp out of Shanghai."
Tang Cheng heard the hesitation in Hans's words, and secretly thought that he had a way, he raised his right index finger at Hans and shook it a few times. "Hans, some things that seem impossible are not impossible, it just depends on whether anyone dares to do it. You know me, I never do things that I am not sure about. But once I do it , the results are often unexpected! For example, what I did in Hongkou District last year, who before me dared to fight into Hongkou District alone like me? "
Tangcheng's reminder made Hans's expression stiffen. Hans was one of the insiders of what happened in Hongkou District last year. "But the Lone Army Camp is different, Tang, you have to understand..." Hans wanted to persuade Tang Cheng not to be emotional, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Tang Cheng.
"Hans, you have lived in Shanghai for many years, but it seems you still don't understand us Chinese! There are only more than 300 people left in the Lone Army Camp. These people are heroes. If you are a hero, you should not be locked up in a barbed wire fence like a prisoner. Yes, there are more than 300 of them, and it is indeed very difficult to move more than 300 people from Shanghai, but as long as one of them can leave Shanghai alive, it is a victory! It is a victory of the Chinese people's indomitable will!"
Tang Cheng's voice became louder and louder. When he said the last two sentences, the voice was so loud that Hans's ears buzzed. Seeing that Hans had a speechless expression, Tang Cheng calmed down and said, "Hans, all the medicines last night belong to you, but I hope that as an American, you can gather a group of doctors to cooperate with the concession. The Chinese condolences group went to the lone military camp in Jiaozhou Park to provide necessary treatment to the injured officers and soldiers who had not yet recovered."
"I know there are many American merchant ships at the pier, and you have a way to contact them. One gold bar for two people. This is the price I gave. As long as you contact the American merchant ships at the pier, you can help transport the people from the Lonely Camp out of Shanghai. , 200 gold bars, this is my bottom line." Tang Cheng spent a lot of money this time, because he knew that the more he pretended to be businesslike, the less Hans would continue to doubt him when he came to Shanghai. the goal of.
As the saying goes, money moves people's hearts, and 200 gold bars is not a small amount. As expected, Hans' attention was diverted by the price given by Tangcheng. "Tang, you know that if the British know about this, I will be in trouble in the concession." The reasons that Hans could think of were just excuses for the other party to increase the price, but he did not think of it. Don't care. Because it was the British who controlled Jiaozhou Park, and Hans was just a German disguised as an American, the British were the ones behind the most ruthless suppression of Germany after World War I.
"Hans, this is the best opportunity to slap the British guy in the face. Are you going to miss this good opportunity? What's more, I will complete the specific actions. You are just helping me contact the doctor and the ship. You should rest assured when I do things. That’s right, I will definitely not implicate you afterwards, the British will only focus on the national government.” Tang Cheng smiled happily, and he was sure that Hans would not let go of this opportunity to torment the British.
