What does the target's action of fishing out water mean? Can a Japanese spy be so childish, or is he performing a mission? Gui Youguang doesn't believe it, maybe he missed something.
After thinking for a while, he looked at the empty lake thoughtfully. Could it be that he was sending a signal to his accomplices, but there were no other ships nearby. Who was he sending the signal to? Could it be on the shore?
Gui Youguang watched the cruise ship still sailing on Xuanwu Lake and moved the telescope to the shore. However, there were many tourists and it was impossible to tell who was a spy from a distance. This required close observation and screening.
He decisively gave up his plan to find the other party's accomplices, which was unrealistic.
As long as you keep an eye on the target, you will always see the opponent's accomplices. The wind above the lake is strong, and the white pilot scarf is flapping. Gui Youguang tucks it into his collar and continues to monitor the target.
At this time, the cruise ship slowly approached the dock. Jiang Jin stepped off the ship, looked around, and walked in the direction from the shore. As long as the connection was not over, he could not relax for a moment.
He deliberately walked quickly against the flow of people, turning his head slightly to pay attention to the movement behind him, especially if there were any pedestrians who were also going against the flow of people. The result made him feel relieved that no one was following him.
Jiang Jincai slowed down his pace, facing the warm breeze of early spring, walking and stopping comfortably, calculating the itinerary and meeting time, but the planes in the sky were annoying and always interrupted his thoughts.
He looked up and saw that the three planes were circling and climbing near and far, practicing their flying movements. They all looked like veterans, and their movements were completed very neatly, which attracted tourists to stop and watch.
Gui Youguang saw the target looking at them through the telescope. His heart skipped a beat. He must have been discovered. He quickly signaled the pilot to stay away.
The pilot tilted the control stick and the plane flew left onto the lake. This made the people watching a little disappointed. Jiang Jincai laughed and finally left.
He just walked back to Taipingmen Pier and unexpectedly boarded a boat again. The men and women on the boat ignored him. Only the boatman smiled and nodded, welcoming him aboard.
Jiang Jincai found a seat at random and sat down. The boat swayed into the lake. The passengers whispered and the boatman introduced the scenery loudly. Jiang Jincai looked at the lake in silence.
Gui Youguang in the plane looked very confused when he saw this scene. What did the target want? He had just been on the boat once, and now he was on the boat again. Could it be that the Japanese intelligence team was meeting on the boat?
But then he rejected the idea. The Japanese would not be so stupid and put themselves in a position of no retreat, because once the encounter was discovered, they would have no choice but to be captured on the ship.
This was another counter-tracking, or a way to escape. Gui Youguang firmly believed that his judgment was correct. He looked at Jiang Jincai intently, wanting to see what tricks this guy would play.
When the boat reached the Xuanwu Gate in the northwest of Taiping Lake, Jiang Jincai suddenly stood up and handed the banknotes to the boatman: "Sorry, I want to get off the boat."
The boatman didn't pay much attention. This situation was normal. Many tourists would not get off the boat at the pier when they were in an emergency, so they rocked the boat to the shore. Jiang Jincai jumped from the boat to the shore awkwardly.
Gui Youguang noticed this scene and felt a little excited. The other party's abnormal behavior showed that this guy was going to meet his accomplices, otherwise he would not have disembarked halfway at the risk of being noticed.
He patted the pilot's shoulder and pointed at the sky. The pilot nodded and raised the flight altitude. Gui Youguang's observation field of view became much larger, making it easier to monitor targets.
After Jiang Jincai came ashore, he changed from his previous caution and suspicion and ran straight towards a slow-moving car. He opened the door and got in flexibly, and then the car drove away quickly.
Outside Xuanwu Gate is Jinling's main road, Ziwu Road, which connects to Zhongshan Road. There are cars everywhere on the road. This car suddenly slowed down after merging into the traffic flow, weaving left and right on the road.
Gui Youguang's eyes widened and he didn't even dare to blink, for fear of letting the other person out of sight. There were so many cars of the same style on the road. If he misjudged the target, he would probably never find it again.
The strong airflow poured in from the leather pad of the telescope, like a knife slicing at the corner of his eyes. It hurt and itched. Gui Youguang bit his lips to resist the normal reaction from his body.
Finally, the target's car finally started to drive normally. After driving along Ziwu Road for five or six minutes, it turned left into Wutong Street, where there are many small bars and cafes opened by foreigners.
While the opponent was turning, Gui Youguang wiped his eyes with a pilot scarf. He finally understood why the Air Force people must have let him carry this thing. Although it was unlucky, it was really practical.
Besides, the car on the ground entered the alley on the right after entering Wutong Street. Jiang Jincai got out of the car with the driver. The two of them crossed the road with their heads lowered and walked into a shop on the left.
After continuing to observe for a while and confirming that the target did not come out again or leave through the back door, Gui Youguang clenched his fist and said to himself: "Wang Badan, I'll see where you can run now."
He counted the order of the stores, wrote the detailed locations on paper, and drew a schematic diagram just in case. He put two pieces of paper into the can and asked the pilot to immediately send a signal to the people on the ground.
Zuo Zhong, who was far away at the Ming Forbidden City Airport, looked at his watch with a solemn expression. He thought for a moment and nodded to the high school student next to him. The backup aircraft and personnel must be dispatched, otherwise the handover of the operation would be affected.
The senior high school officer also knew what was going on, and asked his subordinates to notify the plane to prepare for takeoff, secretly saying that the Japanese agents were too careful, and the six hours of flight time was not enough, and he wasted so much fuel.
But at this moment, Zuo Zhong asked a very strange question: "High school, can the Douglas reconnaissance plane carry weapons, such as machine guns and bombs?"
The high school colonel looked seriously and replied: "Of course, the nose is equipped with a fixed 0.3-inch machine gun that fires forward, and there is a detachable machine gun of the same caliber at the observer position.
The wing racks can carry four hundred-pound bombs, but Captain Zuo, why are you asking this? You don't want me to shoot or drop four bombs in Jinling City, do you? "
Speaking of this, he couldn't help laughing. How could there be such a crazy person? If a bomb really exploded in Jinling, everyone present would have to be shot. But Zuo Zhong did not laugh, but looked at him seriously.
The high school senior's smile slowly faded and he said resolutely: "Impossible, I can't agree to such a crazy request. Do you know how serious this matter is, Captain Zuo, this matter is absolutely impossible."
Two impossibilities illustrate his attitude.
Zuo Zhong smiled and said: "Forget about the bombshell, load the machine gun. If anything happens, I will be fully responsible. You have your responsibilities, and I also have mine. We cannot let the Japanese leave alive."
The high school senior's expression was uncertain. Whether he was doubting what Zuo Zhong said or recalling his fallen hometown, the air force personnel in the tower closed their mouths and looked at the two officers.
Zuo Zhong said again: "These Japanese are professional soldiers. They cannot surrender obediently in the face of arrest. I have to be responsible for my brothers. After this incident, I personally sponsored 20 barrels of oil."
"Bang!" the high school principal slammed the table and said angrily: "Captain Zuo! Who do you think Gao is! Come here, tell the ground crew to load more ammunition. If you encounter a Japanese, give me a good beating."
After saying that, he glanced at Zuo Zhong again: "But none of the twenty barrels of fuel can be missing. If there is one missing barrel..."
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Zuo Zhong was the first to say: "Let your plane go to the Secret Service for training, right? Zuo doesn't care about a mere twenty barrels of oil. If a gentleman says something and whips his horse quickly, it will be delivered within a week."
One kilometer away, Wu Chunyang looked at the sky anxiously. According to the intelligence, the plane's flight time was probably running out. If the surveillance operation was interrupted, it would be almost impossible to find the other party.
At this time, the guidance staff who was observing the aircraft said in surprise: "Swing left and right! They have found the target's landing place. We must send a signal to the other party immediately and let the aircraft send the information down."
Wu Chunyang raised the telescope and found that the plane was making the agreed movements. He turned around and ordered: "Go and send the signal. There are our people nearby. Move louder, don't worry about being discovered."
"yes."
The guides get out of the car and walk to a secluded place in two or three steps, waving a conspicuous red signal flag. Pilots are very familiar with this process and will definitely notice it as long as they pass over them.
As expected, the plane in the sky circled nearby for a while and then discovered the contact signal on the ground. It swooped down and dropped something, which bounced in front of Wu Chunyang's car.
Wu Chunyang quickly picked it up. It was a somewhat deformed can. After opening it, two pieces of paper were poured out from the inside. On them were the location of the target and a schematic diagram. The section chief's plan was successful!
Turning around, he said to the little spy beside him: "Notify all brothers to secretly surround Wutong Street, take photos of people who are in and out, and call the section chief to ask for instructions whether to arrest Japanese spies."
Following his order, the intelligence agents gathered nearby began to approach Wutong Street secretly. Wu Chunyang was going to drive to Wutong Street to take a look at the environment of the target's hiding place.
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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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According to Dahe.com, due to the strong cold air, the maximum temperature in most areas of Henan Province dropped by 6 to 8°C on October 17 compared with the previous period; in the early morning of the 17th, the minimum temperature dropped to 2 to 4°C in most parts of the northern and central areas, with high temperatures The altitude in mountainous areas can reach around zero, with the first frost appearing in western mountainous areas and the north.
Henan province is not the only one that has experienced winter overnight. According to China Weather Network, in the early morning of the 17th, the minimum temperature in many places fell below 0℃ for the first time since the second half of the year. Among them, the Southern Suburb Observatory set a new record for the lowest temperature in the same period in mid-October, which was -0.1℃.
Will this year usher in a cold winter? Hu Xiao said that the whole country is still in autumn.
