Zuo Zhong walked into his office and thought about Dai Chunfeng's intention just now. The children of some military and political officials were related to underground party members. This matter was not a secret in Jinling, but would they really not investigate it?
Doesn't he think that the premise of the exchange is not to affect his own interests? Dai Chunfeng's core interest is the appreciation and attention of the bald man. Why give up his own interests for the interests of the Secret Service? Won't.
He judged that this was Lao Dai's test to test his attitude towards the underground party, but it should not be suspicion. If he was suspicious, he should let him continue to investigate the underground party to check whether he was reliable.
"Niang Xipi."
Zuo Zhong cursed silently, why did Lao Dai become more and more suspicious and even set a trap for himself? Could it be that his recent performance was too much? Should he bully a man and dominate a woman to show his innocence?
"Section Chief, coffee." He Yijun walked in, holding coffee in his right hand and a thick stack of documents and materials in his left hand. This was the official business and correspondence accumulated by Zuo Zhong during his makeup reconnaissance.
Zuo Zhong looked dizzy, picked up a few and looked at them. There were personnel and material application reports from the local district station intelligence team, tracking records of suspicious people in the Cao Gang, and the investigation results of the Japanese Chamber of Commerce. They were all thousands of things. A confusing job.
He patiently read it for a few minutes, then pushed the document away and thought about the future work of the Intelligence Division. People who have no long-term worries must worry about the near future. They can't rest on their laurels.
The drug case was successfully solved. Osako Tsusada of the Aoki Mansion was probably very distressed. Without the intelligence and financial support of the East Asia Club, his intelligence operations would not be as efficient as before.
With Ryosuke Hase in Shanghai watching over him, the special higher education courses and special work classes could not make big waves. The intelligence warfare situation in Jinling had finally improved, and he no longer had to exhaust himself behind the Japanese.
With this rare window period, the Intelligence Division and even the Secret Service must lay a solid foundation. Personnel must be trained, skills must be trained, and equipment must be overhauled and updated, waiting for possible battles in the future.
Zuo Zhong asked He Yijun who was cleaning up the office: "Yijun, how is Ling Sanping's forensic training class going? He is staying at Renxin Hospital now. Is he still free to teach students?"
He Yijun wiped the lampshade and reported: "Basic training for forensic medicine is in progress. Dr. Ling asked these students to familiarize themselves with the structure of the human body. Now he is conducting experiments on Japanese spy suspects from Laohuqiao Prison."
Oh, I see, it takes three months to cultivate a group of academic talents, and the Secret Service wants practical talents. Using Japanese spies as teaching materials can produce results as quickly as possible.
I didn't realize it, but Ling Sanping, who had a pretty face, could be so ruthless. Zuo Zhong touched his chin, and he thought of another thing. The canning plan has been going on for more than a year, what's going on now.
I don’t know if Dai Chunfeng arranged for those students to see blood. Otherwise, after a few years of training, it would be ridiculous to produce a bunch of greenhouse flowers. How could they do a good job in intelligence work even if they trembled to kill people?
After thinking about it, he knocked on Dai Chunfeng's office again. Lao Dai was a little surprised by his arrival and pointed to the sofa: "Shen Zhong, sit down. Do you have anything to report?"
Suddenly, he frowned and said, "It can't be that things in the military have gone back and forth. We must calm down the matter completely, otherwise it will be difficult for Director Chen to explain it. The matter is very sensitive to factional disputes."
Zuo Zhong shook his head and whispered: "Teacher, the student wants to ask you something. Did you arrange bloody training in the canned plan? Intelligence personnel must remain absolutely calm in the face of death."
Dai Chunfeng glanced at him and said nothing. Zuo Zhong also closed his mouth and stopped talking. The canned plan was very important in Dai Chunfeng's heart. He was the only one in the Secret Service who knew the specific implementation.
Because the top priority of this plan is confidentiality. The people involved, locations, courses, etc. are all top secrets. Only by ensuring absolute confidentiality can we surprise the Japanese in the future.
Dai Chunfeng thought a lot. Zuo Zhong was a student he brought back from the police academy. He had a clean background and never made any mistakes in his daily work. He helped him solve many difficult problems.
Although he does not pay much attention to the underground party, after several tests and investigations, he has no contact with the underground party. His activities are very clear on weekdays, and the people he interacts with are all colleagues.
This time, with the help of Song Minghao, Dai Chunfeng investigated and screened the personnel in the department again. Zuo Zhong was the most reliable. Besides, the few shops in Jiangshan were enough to prove Zuo Zhong's loyalty.
"Wait a minute."
Dai Chunfeng stood up and walked to the safe. After some operations, he took out a purple document. This was a top-secret document. Zuo Zhong's heart skipped a beat. Was it about the canned plan? Lao Dai was testing it again?
Dai Chunfeng put the document on the table: "You can read it here. You are not allowed to record it. After reading it, you must completely forget it. You are the proposer of the canned plan. You just want to see if there are any omissions in the plan."
Zuo Zhong thought about it and opened the file without delay. He was upright and was not afraid of the shadow. As long as it was about attacking the Japanese, Zuo Zhong would do his job. Dai Chunfeng should know this.
Opening the file, the first thing you see is a map. Zuo Zhong used the surrounding cities and place names as a reference. A blue mark and several lines in the mountainous area of southern Hui Province are very conspicuous.
The blue mark should be the canned plan, and the line is the passage for people or materials to enter and exit. Looking at the line winding through the mountains, Zuo Zhong knew that Baldhead and Lao Dai had spent a lot of money.
How much it would cost to construct a transportation channel in an uninhabited mountainous area, even if existing rivers and streams could be used, is probably an astronomical figure, but only in this way can it be kept secret.
According to the scale of the map, Zuo Zhong measured it with his hands and found that the nearest village to the canning project was more than 100 kilometers away, and the nearest village along the route was also 30 to 50 kilometers away.
In this era, the range of activities of ordinary villagers did not exceed five kilometers, which was the distance to the market town. The range of activities of mountain people and hunters was larger, which was within fifty kilometers.
Such a setting can ensure that local villagers do not witness large-scale sightings. Small-scale sightings are very simple for state power. There are many ways to silence people, such as life and death decisions.
In addition, Zuo Zhong found red marks in several dangerous places. These may be the security personnel of the canned plan, used to block and drive away people who inadvertently go deep into the mountains.
After carefully reading the map, Zuo Zhong continued to read the intelligence. The canned plan has been running for more than a year. The deployment of personnel is the top priority and is also the basis for future intelligence operations.
The students are all carefully selected elites from various junior high schools. Their backgrounds are very clean, and everyone has a hatred of country and family against the Japanese. Their desire for revenge is very strong, and the training is very proactive.
The selection criteria for instructors are more stringent, requiring that they have lived in Japan for at least ten years, have no problems with their background, and must allow students to live and study safely in an authentic Japanese environment.
Under such high selection conditions, the scale of the canned project is not large, with only thirteen students and fifty-four daily instructors.
The ratio seems very different, but in fact it is very reasonable. Four instructors each teach a student the language, culture, customs, and skills. Only in this way can the student become a Japanese.
They must communicate with Japanese people from a certain region without any obstacles. Even the jokes and stories that are only circulated locally must be involved in these students without any deviation.
Zuo Zhong looked at the document and thought that the picture he had sketched with pen and paper had become a reality. He was filled with emotion. Only one country could support such a huge plan, otherwise he would never even think about it.
How much are thirteen students plus fifty-four instructors worth, including how much the buildings are worth, and how much the cooperating military and intelligence forces are worth? Zuo Zhong doesn't know this question, but it must be expensive.
At the same time, he knew that his worries were unfounded. The documents showed that every half month, a group of bandits who were sentenced to death were transferred. Whatever they were asked to do, they were naturally used to practice their courage.
The more Zuo Zhong looked at them, the more ashamed he became. Compared with these teenagers, they looked like half-baked intelligence officers. Their training was very professional and cruel.
Shooting and fighting are just the basics. Rapid shooting under low-visibility conditions is a daily routine. One-to-many bare-handed fighting training occurs every day. They will be professional killing machines and the best agents.
It's killing me.
To be honest, Zuo Zhong added a little bit of legend based on hearsay from later generations, but he didn't expect Dai Chunfeng to actually execute it. A sense of urgency lingered in his heart, and the waves behind pushed the waves ahead.
By the standards of the canned plan, no one in the intelligence department is qualified, and they are all trash. Take fighting as an example, there are a few people who can defeat many, not even Gui Youguang.
The many people here are not ordinary people, but ordinary intelligence personnel who have been trained. Both sides are good at killing with one move. In this case, it is very difficult to fight one against many. The reality is not martial arts.
Zuo Zhong came up with an idea. The various skills training in the Intelligence Department needed to be strengthened. It would be a joke if the old man couldn't beat the newcomers. He should start with fighting training, starting with himself.
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Zuo Zhong said: "The rest is in (the author's words), right at the end of the article. If you change it during the day, the number of words will be the same, and there will be no extra deductions."
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I thought that from a biological point of view, life read almost like a poem. It has its own rhythm and beat, its own internal cycles of growth and decay.
It begins with innocent childhood, followed by rough youth, rough attempts to adapt to mature society, with youthful enthusiasm and ignorance, ideals and ambitions;
Later, they reach an adult period of intense activity, gain benefits from experience, and gain more experience from society and human nature;
In middle age, the tension is slightly relieved, the character becomes mature, like the ripeness of fruit or the ripeness of fine wine, and gradually adopts a more tolerant, cynical, and kind attitude toward life. manner;
Later, when we age, the endocrine glands reduce their activity. If we have a true philosophical concept of old age, we will adjust our lifestyle according to this concept.
This period in our minds is a period of peace, stability, leisure and contentment;
The last flame of life was extinguished.
