"Is there an ambush?"
Mr. Li's hair stood up when he heard this. He looked at the crowded crowd and immediately saw a dozen young people looking around. They all had Japanese southern pistols in their hands.
He was no stranger to this kind of weapon. Although its performance was not very reliable, it could still kill people. Traitors, puppet Manchukuo policemen, and spies used it to kill many anti-alliance fighters.
He quickly buried his head and prepared to ask who the person was. Before he could speak, he was dragged away from the crowd and walked into an alley where a car was parked.
Next to the car lay the corpses of three men wearing Concord uniforms. Their faces were distorted, their eyes were staring at the sky, and their chests and temples were covered with blood.
"Are they from the Secret Service?"
Mr. Li frowned as he looked at the corpse at his feet. When did the other party kill the person? Why didn't he hear any sound from nearby? He couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.
While speaking, he wanted to turn his head to look at the other person, but a dagger was pressed against his neck, and the hoarse voice sounded again: "Don't look back, don't resist, get in the car first."
After saying that, Mr. Li's vision went dark, a black bag was put over his head, and he was pushed to the back of the car. Then the engine started to sound and the car began to shake.
In the darkness, he kept guessing who the person who saved him was, a comrade from the Anti-Japanese Alliance. It didn't look like that. If so, he wouldn't have saved people in a semi-forced manner. He would have just spoken the secret code for the connection.
Could it be bandits and robbers?
This made him feel nervous. He had a lot of cash on him, which was used to buy medicine. This money was collected by everyone and must not be robbed.
Mr. Li quietly took out his hand, took out a small red cloth bag from his chest and stuffed it into the gap of the seat. As long as it was not snatched away directly, he could always find a way to get the money back.
After doing this, he closed his eyes and waited patiently. Since the other party dared to save people from the Japanese, they must have prepared a way out, so he would take a ride to escape the encirclement.
Just why is there a trap?
Mr. Li is not a fool. He made a temporary decision to contact Lao Xiong. There was only twenty minutes between the call and the departure. How did the enemy know and make corresponding arrangements?
As an old rival, he was very aware of the reaction speed of the Japanese and puppet personnel. He would definitely not be able to secretly deploy more than a dozen operators in such a short period of time. This was abnormally fast.
Unless the agents heard the conversation, there were two possibilities. One was that the old bear was monitored, and the other was that the old bear rebelled, but no matter which one, he did not want it to happen.
In private.
They are old classmates and good friends who have known each other for decades. When they were young, they participated in the movement to overthrow Yuan and oppose the Beiyang warlord in Peiping. They are comrades who have experienced life and death together.
That year, the other party even took him to solemnly swear under the party banner that he was his introducer and leader. Thinking of this, Mr. Li's heart felt like a knife, and his eyes instantly became wet.
Yu Gong.
Lao Xiong was an important insider for the Anti-Japanese Alliance to break into Manchuria. He had obtained top-secret information many times, successfully saved the lives of countless comrades, and successfully completed the tasks assigned by the organization.
The accident of such a distinguished underground worker is a huge loss. Without reliable intelligence to formulate a combat plan, human lives must be used to offset the equipment advantages of the Japanese and puppets.
In addition, due to the need to transmit intelligence, Lao Xiong mastered too many secrets, such as the addresses of transportation stations in Harbin, passwords for joints, and material transportation channels.
He had to prepare for the worst. Once the other party was arrested or even rebelled, and the puppet Manchukuo or Japanese knew this key information, more comrades would be in danger.
"No, others must be notified."
The more Mr. Li thinks about it, the more anxious he becomes. The most important thing now is to spread the news and let the people related to Lao Xiong retreat as soon as possible. We can do other things after the situation is clarified.
Fortunately, before arriving, the head of the secret camp gave him two emergency contact information. Lao Xiong was one of them, and the other was a traffic station that had just been opened not long ago, which was very hidden.
What's important is that
The old bear didn't know where it was.
He immediately turned to the person in the driver's seat and said: "Friend, we are from the same family on Jianghu Road. I don't have money on me. It's useless if you catch me. Why don't you let me go."
We are all brothers from all over the world. Thank you for the things like hanging sprinklers (poor people) and gouzi (policemen). When this matter is over, I will have generous gifts prepared and I will never dare to break my promise. "
The origin of the anti-alliance personnel is very complicated. Many of them are bandits who defected to the army out of personal hatred or righteous indignation. In addition, it is inevitable to meet bandits in the woods, so Mr. Li naturally knows how to speak slang.
According to the industry rules, as long as you meet someone who can speak slander, no matter which gangster (bandit) is on the hilltop, you have to give him some face, but you still have to give him the money he deserves.
Human feelings return to human feelings,
Business is business.
Besides, when the driver heard these words, he laughed strangely: "Haha, when did you rebel and become bandits? You even spoke slanderous words. Don't worry, I'm not a bandit.
Saving you today is for the sake of national justice and has nothing to do with money. After we pass the blockade in front, we will find a place to have a good chat, and I will let you go when we are done.
Take out the money you hid in your seat too, lest you lose it later. You underground party are really interesting. Your own money is not considered money, and you value other people's money more than your life. "
National justice?
Are you an underground party?
Mr. Li keenly grasped these two words. There were many political forces in the Republic of China, but there were only two forces that sent personnel to the Northeast, one was the underground party and the other was the fruit party.
Could it be that the person who saved him was the Fruit Party? What did the other party want to do? Did he want to instigate rebellion or have some other conspiracy? His nerves tensed instantly and he hesitated whether to jump out of the car.
There is not much difference between the underground party falling into the hands of the Japanese puppets and the fruit party. If they don't surrender, they will die. He is not afraid of death. What he is afraid of is not being able to report the intelligence to the organization in time.
"I advise you not to be impulsive."
At this time, the person in the driver's seat warned again: "If you jump at such a fast speed, even if you have a brass head and iron arms, you will be reduced to a puddle of flesh. How about living well?"
I understand what you are thinking. I am just worried about instigating rebellion against you. You can put your mind to it. That is not my job. I have no time to kill each other. I only care about the Japanese.
In this place in the Northeast, we should help each other. Brothers stay within the wall and defend themselves against others. Have you heard this old saying? Don’t let me underestimate your underground party. "
"brother?"
Mr. Li suppressed his anger and sneered, and immediately mocked: "It's so fresh to hear these two words from a Fruit Party agent, don't you think it's funny?
Why didn't you think that we were compatriots when you were killing people in the southwest and we were bleeding? Why didn't you think that we were compatriots when you slashed, burned, and insulted the captives?
Judging from the Japanese and puppet spies you killed, their fatal injuries were all in vital areas. They must be very skilled. I hope you put your skills to good use and don't do anything that will hurt your loved ones and make your enemies happy. "
After speaking, he took out the money to buy medicine and put it in his arms again, and began to think about what to do next. The Guo Party agent's car drove very fast, but it could not always be so fast.
You must slow down when turning or avoiding. This is the opportunity for him to escape. The only thing to pay attention to is the terrain when jumping, preferably a dirt road, so that you will not be too seriously injured.
"Crunch."
While Mr. Li was thinking about how to escape, the car came to a sudden stop. The person in the driver's seat said nothing and got out of the car and helped him out from the back seat of the car.
Through the black cloth, Mr. Li vaguely heard the sound of the river flowing. They actually went from the south of the city to the river in the north of the city. He didn't know what the other party wanted to do by bringing him here.
Moreover, when something goes wrong on Gogol Street, there must be many checkpoints nearby. How did the other party get through the blockade under the heavy siege of the gang of Gou agents from the Special Agent Section of the National Police Agency?
Confused, he touched the bag on his head, and his heart suddenly sank. The bottom of the bag was tied with a knot, which was difficult to open without a knife. No wonder the agent was so relieved.
"Wow~~~~"
A few minutes later, Mr. Li, who was standing there, heard a huge splash of water. He understood that the other party was destroying evidence and pushed the stolen car into the Songhua River.
Killing without blinking, acting quickly, bold and careful, this was his first impression of the Kuomintang agents. With such an opponent in Harbin, the Anti-Japanese Alliance would be in trouble in the future.
Before he could think any more, a footstep got closer and closer, and finally stopped in front of him. The other party dusted his hands and started chatting with Mr. Li in a relaxed tone.
"Okay, I've cleared the matter. I know you are anxious to report to your superiors. Let's make a long story short. I am a member of the Second Division of the Statistics and Investigation Bureau of the Military Commission of the Nationalist Government.
This title may be a bit unfamiliar to you, so change it to a title you can understand. I am a member of the Secret Service and I am performing a secret mission in Harbin on the orders of Shang Feng.
The current mission is encountering some difficulties. After all, we are outsiders and are not as familiar with you as the Anti-Japanese Alliance. I want to cooperate with you and deal with the little devils together. How about it? "
"Secret Service? It's you!"
Mr. Li was very surprised. The Secret Service had a great reputation. The Red Russian instructor said that it was the most elite intelligence agency in the government and had cracked down the Japanese intelligence organization in Jinling many times.
Not only that, this department has also performed certain tasks overseas. No one knows the specifics. I heard that the person in charge is a young man named Zuo Zhong, who is very powerful.
He pondered for a moment and shook his head: "I'm sorry, I can't make the decision on what you said. Besides, it's hard for us to believe your sincerity. Don't forget what happened in the 16th year of the Republic of China."
"Bacteriological weapons."
Faced with doubts, Wu Chunyang, whose face was half covered, uttered four words: If important members of the underground party don't even have this overall perspective, then they should pretend that they have not saved the other party.
The worst case scenario is to ask the deputy director to transfer more people from Jinling, and even if they sacrifice human lives, they will have to destroy the Japanese bacterial weapons testing base. This is related to the survival of the entire country and nation.
the other side,
Mr. Li's heart skipped a beat. Is the mission of the Secret Service related to that place? No wonder he had to seek help from the Anti-Japanese Alliance. It was indeed difficult to complete it with the strength of one party alone.
He was silent for a while and said calmly: "How to cooperate and how to contact us? Let me say something first. We will never accept the command of your Secret Service. This is a matter of principle.
One more thing, what happened just now? Did you light that car on fire? How did your secret service find me? This is the basis of our cooperation. "
Mr. Li proposed two things. His eyes were fixed on each other, and his body slowly tensed up. He was ready to fight with the fruit party agents. Doctors can also kill people.
"You provide information, and we will send people, who are not affiliated with each other, to kill the Baoyinhe base together. If you agree, we will meet at the Jixiang Hotel on Central Street in three days.
At five o'clock in the afternoon, our people will wear white suits, and the code is: Sir, if you want to lend a hand, you have to answer: I saw you by the river, and we will discuss specific cooperation plans and tasks at that time. "
After Wu Chunyang answered his first question, he paused for a moment and continued to explain: "I discovered that there were Japanese and puppet agents squatting near the Education Department, and I accidentally discovered you.
It was too obvious when you observed the actions outside, so I killed the three traitors in the car in preparation for rescuing people. I asked you to cooperate with me because I thought after rescuing you, it was not in the plan. "
"Don't treat me like a fool."
Mr. Li's voice was low and he asked coldly: "Even a three-year-old child wouldn't believe this kind of nonsense. How can you be sure that I am a member of the Anti-Alliance League? Aren't you afraid that it will be a trap by the Japanese?"
"I kept one alive for questioning during the murder, and he confessed that they were monitoring an underground party, and he should be the person who wants to contact you, so your identity is not a secret."
Wu Chunyang couldn't expose himself, so he could only use the dead person as an excuse, and then added in a regretful tone: "After you got in the car, someone jumped from the Education Department building. I'm sorry, but please forgive me."
"What?"
Mr. Li was so distraught that he almost fainted. It must be Lao Xiong. Lao Xiong had proved his loyalty with his life. Suddenly, the smiling face of the other party kept reappearing in his mind.
The Songhua River around the two of them was still flowing quietly. It carried the unknown history and the souls of the unknown warriors, and flowed silently to the vast sea.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
Two pages of 7,000 words, the second chapter can be written as two chapters, but that would be boring. Martyrs will live forever.
I checked a lot of information when I wrote this, and I really don’t know how they persisted in that kind of environment.
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