Day d, five o'clock in the afternoon.
When the last ray of sunshine quickly fell, the Xiaoniujiao Valley without any light became pitch black. Only the lights in the village proved that there were people living here.
Without the warmth of the sun, the wind and snow in the mountains became more and more intense, and there was even a white-haired wind. Countless dead branches were blown off, flew into the air and fell heavily, and the temperature dropped rapidly.
Zuo Zhong and Zhou Mingshan, wearing white cloaks, lay on the ridge outside the village and looked carefully. They waited here for nearly half an hour and found no suspicious persons.
Not to mention doing laundry in the village, there are not many people walking around. It seems that everyone is staying at home for the winter. It looks like an ordinary small northeastern village, very normal.
"Mr. Tiger."
Zhou Mingshan grabbed a handful of snow and stuffed it into his mouth, and called Zuo Zhong's pseudonym: "Will the secret passage not be opened? Someone attacked Beiyinhe last night, and the other party may still be on alert.
If this is the case, we may have to wait for a few days. Fortunately, this place is deserted. Except for patrols on a few peaks in the east, there are no humans in other places, so it is relatively safe. "
As he spoke, he chewed the ice and snow to quickly lower the temperature of his mouth, lest the hot air emitted when speaking would produce white mist, which would easily reveal their location.
Having wandered around the ravines with the Japanese and puppets for so long, the Anti-League has rich experience in fighting in ice and snow environments, because the price of making mistakes is life, and no one dares to be careless.
"No, keep waiting."
Zuo Zhong imitated the other party's behavior and also took a bite of snow and explained in a low voice: "Old Qiang, precisely because we were attacked last night, the dirty clothes of the underground laboratory staff need to be cleaned even more.
The Kwantung Army soldiers can tolerate it, but the technicians cannot. They are all experts in bacterial research. For professional reasons, they must be more concerned about personal hygiene.
Even if they are not afraid of getting dirty, working in that damn place, who knows what might be stained on their clothes. The lab coats must be changed and disinfected. Don't worry, I guess it will be late at night.
When the visibility is low, it is convenient to keep the secret passage secret. The Japanese like to play this little trick, no matter where they are, they are like a group of rats. "
Laboratory coat disinfection and late at night,
Makes sense.
Zhou Mingshan glanced at this spy, huh, and said that he was here for gold plating. He could analyze things in a logical manner, so how could he be a second-generation ancestor who relied on his elders to get by.
Mr. Hong is right. The Secret Service is more dangerous than the Secret Service Headquarters. The opponent is not a party stick or a literary hooligan, but a professional intelligence officer, very similar to the instructors sent by the Red Russia.
You need to be extra careful when fighting against such people, as the slightest flaw will be exploited. It seems that we need to remind comrades not to fall into the fruit party's conspiracy.
Realizing this, he stopped talking to the other party and quietly stared at the target not far away. His body was quickly buried in the heavy snow, and two inconspicuous little bulges appeared on the ridge.
"Woooooo~~"
At one o'clock in the morning, a biting cold wind suddenly hit from all directions, and the dry snow that was frozen into powder was flying everywhere like sand and dust, and the surrounding scene was invisible from a few meters away.
One of the two bulges moved. Zuo Zhong, whose eyebrows and eyelashes were frosted, raised his head, gently touched Zhou Mingshan with his elbow, and whispered with trembling teeth.
"Old gun, the mouse is about to come out of its hole. Let's go down and keep an eye on it at the entrance of the village. I'm in front and you are behind. Be careful that the gun is frozen. Put the weapon on your chest to keep it warm.
If a firefight occurs, I will be responsible for attracting the enemy's firepower, and you will be responsible for commanding. We must rush to Baoyinhe as quickly as possible. The wind and snow are so strong that we have certain conditions for a strong attack. "
"Okay, let's go."
Zhou Mingshan spat out two words. He was in much better condition than Zuo Zhong. After all, he had been fighting in the deserted mountains all year round, and the natural conditions there were worse than those in the suburbs of Harbin.
The fire warms the chest and the wind chills the back, which describes the life of the Anti-Japanese War soldiers. In summer, there is no food, so they can only rely on hunting wild animals, collecting mushrooms and wild fruits to satisfy their hunger.
In winter, when the mountains are covered with heavy snow and there are no traces of wild animals, they grind acorns into flour and make flatbread and acorn batter. It is common to eat tree bark and grass roots when food is extremely scarce.
Sometimes, in order to prevent exposure, no fires can be made in the secret camp for heating. Many soldiers lost their hands and feet from freezing in the cold winter. Compared with this, performing tasks here is nothing.
At least you don't have to go hungry,
There's no shortage of ammo either.
Zuo Zhong and Zhou Mingshan were not people who were lazy. They decided to stick to the investigation and no longer hesitated. After clearing away the traces of squatting, they slowly climbed down the ridge and approached the village little by little.
It didn't take long for them to arrive at the entrance of Xiaoniujiaogou Village. They lurked on both sides of the road, and their shallow crawling marks were immediately wiped out by the howling wind and snow.
Twenty minutes passed in a flash. The two people, who were once again buried in snow, were not anxious and waited patiently for their prey to come to them. The suspicious people in the village could not stay still forever.
At most, they could wait a few more days, or two days if it didn't work for one day, or three days if it didn't work for two days. As long as their previous inferences were correct, they would be able to follow the clues and find the entrance and exit of the secret passage.
In fact, it didn't take that long.
The prey appears.
An hour later, several sneaky figures walked out of the village, each carrying a huge baggage on their backs. There were men and women inside, and they moved toward the east without saying a word.
If nothing else, the bag contained clean clothes, and the logistical services provided by dozens of people were not that easy to do. Perhaps the fake villagers took turns taking charge of this job.
Zuo Zhong watched the small team pass by and discovered that one of them was the village chief's daughter-in-law. The other two times he came to the door, the other party had deliberately avoided communicating with him.
Maybe it's because I'm not proficient in the language, maybe it's the request of my superiors, anyone who violates the tradition should be damned. You must know that Xiaoniujiaogou Village existed a long time ago, but what about the real villagers?
All dead,
There is no second possibility.
The Japanese have always done things by eradicating the roots and replacing the people around them with their own people. How could they leave loopholes? The massacre of villages is the inevitable result for these bastards.
The fruit party and underground party involved in the operation all knew about this, but they just didn't want to or couldn't bear to mention it. Everyone was holding back their energy and prepared to vent their anger at the Baoyinhe base.
Zuo Chong watched the other party walk away coldly, suddenly grinned, and then crawled out of the snow on hands and feet. Thanks to the snowstorm, otherwise it would be difficult for him to follow him at close range.
The reason why a secret passage is called a secret passage must be particular about the location, opening and contact methods of the entrance and exit. This information cannot be collected by surveillance alone. The closer the investigation is, the better.
Good and evil will be rewarded in the end.
This is because God has eyes.
Seeing Zuo Zhong take action, Zhou Mingshan stood up and walked on tiptoes behind him. The two of them kept a distance of about ten meters from the fake villagers and followed them quietly.
These people are very familiar with the terrain. Even in the dark night, they move very fast and skillfully get into a dark pine forest and find a path.
This path is very narrow, and it is difficult to see from the outside due to the evergreen pine trees in winter. This place has obviously been carefully designed to ensure the safety of the secret passage.
Not only that, they bent down or lowered their heads while walking, carefully avoiding the steel wire ropes that stretched across and connected grenades at different heights.
Once someone pulls the rope and pulls out the safety bolt, the grenade will explode. Even if you hide behind a tree, it will be useless. The splinters from the broken trees can also kill the intruder.
"It's really poisonous."
Zuo Zhong looked at the blurry backs of the fake villagers, gritted his teeth and cursed secretly. He bet that if someone tried to be smart and walked through the woods, he would probably die a worse death.
The enemy is so cautious that they set up traps on the only passage. If people don't leave, there will definitely be more traps, such as mines, steel clips, spikes, etc. No matter how many lives there are, there won't be enough to fill them.
Worried that memory alone was unreliable, he pulled out his dagger and made a secret mark on the tree trunk next to each trap, and then smeared it with a layer of snow. This method could only be used in emergencies.
When the other party came back after delivering the things, he thought more about going home and would not pay attention to these things. What he and Lao Qiang had to pay attention to was not to leave footprints on the path, otherwise they would be exposed.
"rustle...."
At this time, a fake villager who was walking at the end felt that he heard the sound of stepping on the snow. He turned around and looked in the direction he came from, but he saw nothing except snowflakes in the sky.
The man shook his head helplessly, and hurriedly caught up with the team. He walked out of breath for another ten minutes, and stopped in front of a hill in the deepest part of the pine forest.
It is said to be a hill, but it is actually a rocky hill about ten meters high. The leading fake villager bent down and groped around a pine tree, and after finding a buckle, he lifted it up with force.
Following the man's movements, a hole appeared on the ground. The dim light from inside illuminated the surrounding woods, and then someone asked in a stern tone.
"Password..."
"Reply to the order..."
The two sides talked quietly in Japanese for a while. The light gradually disappeared and the woods returned to darkness. After a long time, Zuo Zhong and Zhou Mingshan slowly stretched their heads out from behind a slope.
"Mr. Tiger, I didn't expect that the Japanese also arranged human contact codes at the secret passage. Did you hear what the other party said? The wind was too loud just now and I didn't hear it clearly."
Zhou Mingshan frowned. If they couldn't get the password, they would forcefully occupy the secret passage. In that case, it would be better to attack Beiyin River directly. The casualties in fighting in a small space would be heavy.
Zuo Zhong nodded when he heard the words, and smiled to give the other party reassurance: "I heard it all, the people inside are talking about Huang Mingguang, Sun and Moon, and the fake villagers are returning to the country with only one body.
One of these two lines comes from the "Serving Banquet" by the 39th generation Hongwen Tianxia of Japan, and the other comes from "The Picture of Leaving the Fortress" by Juehai Zhongjin. This person was called by the Ming Taizu to write poems in response to the imperial decree. "
"Locust, haha."
Zhou Mingshan sneered, retracted his head and said, "You stay here and keep an eye on me. I'll go back and call someone. As soon as the person who delivered the things leaves, we can pretend to be them and sneak into the secret passage. How about that?"
"Okay, Brother Gun, please tell everyone that there are traps near the big trees with snow on their trunks." Zuo Zhong stared into the distance and replied without looking back.
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