Zhang Anren looked at Xie Jiuwen who walked in, and said with a smile: "Boss Xie, you haven't been here for a long time, why do you have business to take care of me?"
Xie Jiuwen pointed to the suitcase: "Didn't Boss Zhang collect the medicine? I have a good medicine here."
Zhang Anren nodded: "Then please ask Boss Xie to go back and talk in detail. There are many people here." Then he greeted the young man and walked back with Xie Jiuwen.
"Lao Xie, why did you lose contact a few days ago?" After entering the room, Zhang Anren looked at Xie Jiuwen seriously.
Xie Jiuwen explained: "The dog from the secret service headquarters was targeting me, so I could only lie dormant. Fortunately, there were no problems with the witnesses arranged by the organization, otherwise it would have been really dangerous."
Zhang Anren nodded, Xie Jiuwen is trustworthy, but discipline is discipline. The underground party can operate under the eyes of the enemy because of iron-clad discipline. There are some things he must make clear.
"Lao Xie, the organization wants to investigate what you said, please understand."
"No problem, I'm willing to accept the organization's investigation, please don't worry."
After talking about business, Zhang Anren pointed to the suitcase: "What's in this? Do you want to give me a gift?"
"Yes, I sent you a good thing specially for you, Lao Zhang." Xie Jiuwen opened the suitcase after speaking: "Let's take a look, is it a good treasure?"
Zhang Anren didn't take it seriously, just thinking it was Xie Jiuwen's joke, but he took one look at the suitcase and stood up immediately, exclaiming: "Radio!"
For the current underground party, the radio station is not only a treasure, it is simply priceless. With the radio station, the Jinling Party Committee can directly contact the southwest without the need for traffic officers to risk their lives to deliver information.
"Where did you come from? This is a good thing. There are not many military radio stations made in the United States, even if they are white dogs." After Zhang Anren was pleasantly surprised, he felt strange again.
Not to mention that Xie Jiuwen is just a battalion commander. Even if he is a division commander, he cannot bring out the radio station. Losing the radio station is a crime of beheading.
During the cooperation between the two parties, Zhang Anren saw this kind of radio station at the military headquarters.
The operator who operated the radio at that time showed off that this radio was the latest technology in the United States, with strong signals and high power, and could be used even in ravines.
Xie Jiuwen recounted what happened last night and handed over the letter in his arms: "You will know the rest of the situation after reading this letter. I hope you don't blame me, Lao Zhang."
Zhang Anren took the letter confused and read it. When he saw the first part of the letter, he was a little suspicious. When he saw the military information, he was shocked and had no doubts.
Because he already knew this information. It was provided by a very reliable intelligence channel, but there were no details mentioned in the letter, such as the specific number of people and the situation of borrowing money from foreign governments.
The owner of the letter must be an important member of an important organ of the Guo Party, which can also explain why he is so cautious. Zhang Anren felt that he needed to report to Shanghai and Southwest. This source of intelligence was too important.
"Lao Zhang, this information is too precious. We also need this radio station, so I must take the risk to see you." Xie Jiuwen on the side knew how Zhang Anren felt at this time.
Zhang Anren didn't say anything. After reading it back and forth several times, he lit a match and burned the letter. As an old intelligence agent, the numbers on the letter were deeply ingrained in his mind.
"Lao Xie, now I give you and Comrade Gu Lan a task. You must forget the content of this letter and what happened before. This is an order!"
"yes."
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Since sending out the radio, Zuo Zhong has been sending text messages at a fixed time every day. Now the frequency band number on his phone number has been modified. However, the other party never responded. He didn't know that the other party didn't trust him.
However, for safety reasons, he did not follow Xie Jiuwen anymore. He just patiently waited for the reply from there every day. In addition, he went around to inquire about information to make preparations.
However, apart from some gossip news, there was nothing much gained. However, I heard a lot of news from Song Minghao about high-level officials involved in selling tobacco. It had noses and eyes, and it didn't look like it was fake.
On this day, Zuo Zhong went to Dai Chunfeng's office to ask for help from Teacher Bianyi. After the work of the Information Department was on track, there was a shortage of medicines, electrical materials, transportation, and funds.
In short, there is a shortage of everything except people.
"Teacher, students really have no choice but to track those suspicious persons and drive. We can't let our brothers ride their bicycles to chase cars. There are also meals and clothes, which are not expenses."
Dai Chunfeng pointed at Zuo Chong's nose angrily: "I don't have money, don't tell me. The Chairman of the Standing Committee has only given so much funding to the Secret Service. Why is it that other departments have enough money, but your Intelligence Department doesn't have enough."
Zuo Zhong was speechless. Other departments didn't have to perform so many tasks, but looking at Lao Dai's reaction, it was probably because of financial difficulties that he had no choice.
After Dai Chunfeng finished cursing, he sat down on the sofa angrily. He was also very angry with Director Chen. The funds for the first and third offices were paid out in full and on time, but his funds for the second office were not only low, but could not be paid out in time.
It seems that the last time Xu Enzeng was dealt a blow, not only Xu Enzeng was dissatisfied, Director Chen also had a problem with Dai Chunfeng. Unfortunately, the Commissioner was in Nanchang for a long time, so he could only pretend to be a grandson.
Zuo Zhong also heard some news, so he asked: "Teacher, is Director Chen giving you a hard time?"
Dai Chunfeng snorted: "He is not embarrassing me, he is embarrassing the other two. In his eyes, the great cause of the party and the country is not as good as his cousin's face. If it were not for the overall situation, I must make these two cousins look good."
Well, Lao Dai just said harsh words. He is a popular person in front of the bald head, but there are three levels of popular people. Director Chen is not only the bald head's confidant, but also a junior in the family. What can he do to fight with others?
Zuo Zhong poured a cup of hot tea for Dai Chunfeng and thought about it. The Intelligence Section now has a lot of work. In addition to counterintelligence against the party, government and military departments, it also has to take the initiative to attack Japanese spies. It is impossible without money.
Suddenly Zuo Zhong thought of what Song Minghao said and asked hesitantly: "Teacher, did Director Chen and Director Xu open a tobacco company in Jinling?"
Dai Chunfeng slapped the sofa: "Where did you hear this? Don't spread rumors. How could Director Chen do such a thing and let outsiders hear it? I can't even protect you."
oh? If it wasn't Director Chen, it was Xu Enzeng. Thinking of this old fox, Zuo Zhong thought he could instigate him. It didn't matter whether he had money or not. We couldn't let them poison the Chinese people like this.
Zuo Zhong said coldly: "Teacher, if you can't swallow this breath, tell the students. Aren't they selling cigarettes? I will lead people to sweep their place and steal their stolen money."
Dai Chunfeng laughed angrily at Zuo Zhong's words: "Zuo Zhong, do you think you are the King of Heaven? You can do whatever you want. I think you have lost your mind! Get out of here!"
Zuo Zhongbigan said: "I just can't stand them bullying teachers. Why are they so popular and popular? We can't even guarantee normal funds. They can even ignore the safety of the party and the country. How can we, the officials, even fight back?" Don’t you have any rights?”
Alas, Shen cared about himself after all. Dai Chunfeng's anger dissipated a lot. Thinking about what Zuo Zhong said, he felt wronged. He just wanted to do something to please the bald man. Is it really so difficult?
When Zuo Zhong saw that Dai Chunfeng had stopped cursing, he added, "Teacher, don't worry. The students in the special training class are all loyal to you. As long as they plan properly and act quickly, those idiots in the first place will not be able to find any evidence."
Dai Chunfeng was very confused. If he was found out after doing this, it would be difficult for him to resign and return home. But thinking about how abominable Director Chen and Xu Enzeng were, I couldn't swallow this breath in my heart.
Thinking about his life, Dai Chunfeng lamented his bad luck, and finally decided to put up with it. A small impatience will ruin his big plans.
When the Chairman returns to Jinling, he, Dai Chunfeng, must give Xu En a good look.
Dai Chunfeng decided to persuade Zuo Zhong, otherwise this kid would really dare to break the truth. Just when he was about to speak, the phone on the table rang. Dai Chunfeng hesitated and decided to answer the phone first.
"Hello, I'm Dai Chunfeng."
"What, didn't we agree before? Why did something happen?"
"Director Chen, how can we carry out our mission without gasoline?"
"No, we only want this batch."
"Hello? Director Chen? Hello?"
Dai Chunfeng slammed down the phone and was shaking with anger, his face was ferocious. Zuo Zhong knew that Director Chen was up to something again, and he almost went crazy without looking at Dai Chunfeng.
Dai Chunfeng did not expect that he decided to settle the matter, but they would still target him.
The fifty barrels of gasoline allocated by the Military Commission were originally supposed to be given to the Second Division, but now they are gone. The man surnamed Chen actually had the nerve to wait until the next allocation and then give them to the Second Division.
"This is too much! Zuo Zhong, come with me to the bureau. I want to see what tricks Chen is playing."
Dai Chunfeng took Zuo Zhong angrily to the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics of the Military Commission, and happened to block Director Chen and Xu Enzeng, who were pointing at a document in the conference room.
Zuo Zhong met the legendary Director Chen for the first time, but he had no role to speak here. He could only stand respectfully next to Dai Chunfeng and watch the big bosses going at each other with swords.
"Director Chen, if our Second Division is your subordinate, why should we cancel our gasoline quota? You must give us a reason."
"Chunfeng, I can't help it. These fifty barrels of gasoline are gone. The bureau's official vehicles also need oil. You have to be patient for now. When the next batch comes, I will be the first to assign it to the Second Division. "
"Director Dai, don't embarrass Director Chen. Not only do you have the second and third divisions in the bureau, but you also don't get gasoline for the first and third divisions. We need to think more about the summit, what do you think?"
The three spy chiefs were bickering here. Zuo Zhong was bored, but when he saw the article, he knew he had come to the right place today. This was the material allocation plan for the Southwest War!
Zuo Zhong glanced at the three people and found that they had their backs to him and had not noticed this place at all. What should I do? Should I take the opportunity to steal this precious information? The opportunity was too rare.
While hesitating, Director Chen walked out, as if he was too lazy to talk to Dai Chunfeng. Dai Chunfeng and Xu Enzeng quickly followed.
