Zuo Zhong looked at the iron fence blocking the elevator door. He stood up and walked over again. He stretched out his thumb and index finger to measure the width of the elevator door. The number he got was less than 1 meter.
The width of the two scratches on the floor of the secret passage is about 1.1 meters, and the difference between the two is at least 0.1 meters. How does a transport vehicle with a fixed wheelbase get in and out of the elevator?
Something that can leave marks on military-grade high-grade cement must not be light in weight. It would be impossible for the Japanese to lift it out diagonally, and the elevator would probably not be able to bear the weight.
He thought for a moment and walked quickly along the scratches. The scratches started from the elevator entrance and extended toward the entrance. Everything seemed normal, but there were some problems that just looking at were useless.
Zuo Zhong bent down and used the length of his knuckles as a standard to measure the depth of the scratches at the elevator entrance, the middle of the tunnel, and the corner, and quickly discovered the problem.
From the elevator entrance to the middle of the tunnel, the scratches are relatively shallow.
From the middle of the roadway to the corner, the scratches in this section are relatively deep.
It seems that the middle of the tunnel is the starting point of the mysterious transport. It goes to the entrance more often and less to the elevator. Otherwise, the depth gap cannot be explained.
Zuo Zhong looked around thoughtfully. Could such a big thing appear out of thin air? Absolutely not. He must have overlooked something. He raised his hand and knocked on the wall of the alleyway.
"Dong dong dong..."
The echoes from the walls on both sides were normal, and there didn't seem to be any space behind him. It could also be that he didn't use enough strength. There were enemies everywhere here. No matter how strong he was, it would be easy to alarm the opponent.
However, after careful observation, he was able to determine that the ground against the wall was smooth and flat, with no traces of transportation vehicles passing by, which ruled out the possibility of secret doors on both sides of the lane.
Zuo Zhong, who was completely puzzled, stood there and lowered his head, staring blankly at the scratches that seemed to fall from the sky. Then, as if he thought of something, he suddenly raised his head and looked above his head.
aside.
The anti-union fighters, who were not wearing much, took off their cotton-padded jackets, coats, hats, and even undershirts and piled them at the entrance of the elevator. You must know that water was dripping and turning to ice outside.
Zhou Mingshan is no exception. Underground party cadres pay attention to setting an example. We are all comrades in arms. There is no distinction between high and low status at work, only the division of labor.
He was touching a sweater at this time, his eyes full of reluctance, but he finally put it into the pile of clothes and glanced at his partner who had his head raised.
The other party was a bit difficult for him to see through. He had been wearing a mask since they met. Even when he went to infiltrate, he took it off only when he was out of sight. When they met in the secret passage, he covered his face again.
Acting in such a mysterious manner, this person's identity may be very sensitive and he does not want to reveal his true appearance in front of the Anti-Japanese Alliance. Zhou Mingshan has rich fighting experience and guessed this possibility.
Then who will the other party be?
What identity.
Zhou Mingshan kept guessing, but unfortunately he didn't have any clues. There was too little information available. He only knew that Tiger should be young and of high status, and he couldn't be a leftist.
He smiled. It was impossible for such a high-ranking official to perform tasks behind enemy lines. Does the Party have such qualified officials? Yes, there were many sixteen years ago in the Republic of China, but now there are very few.
Because all the real idealists and life-defying people in the Guo Party have died1, leaving mostly minions and speculators. If you can get promoted by just flattering, why bother to risk coming to the Northeast.
While he was thinking about it, someone came to the side and whispered: "Report, the sweater was specially knitted for you by my eldest sister before she died. It's better to keep it as a reflection. There are enough ignition materials."
The bald man from the Anti-League handed over the sweater Zhou Mingshan had just put down with a solemn expression. Although he didn't say much, he explained the special meaning behind this piece of clothing.
"No, let's burn it."
Zhou Mingshan smiled faintly and said in an unusually firm tone: "I know her. If she knew that she could contribute to the destruction of the bacterial weapons base, I don't know how happy she would be.
By the way, you are an expert in explosions. Check the timing device several times to make sure it detonates on time. You only have one chance. After setting up, retreat. It is not advisable to stay here for a long time. "
"team leader..."
"Brother Gun, I found something."
Without waiting for the big bald head to persuade him again, Zuo Zhong came over and told Zhou Mingshan something, and then asked the Anti-League if there were any operatives who were good at blasting in enclosed spaces.
"Yes, Lao Hei can do it."
After hearing what he said, Zhou Mingshan showed a look of surprise, patted his confused bald head and introduced: "This guy used to fire cannons in the coal mine of Hegang, and his skills are very good.
Later, the Japanese forcibly occupied the mine and killed innocent miners. Lao Hei joined the Anti-League in anger. In previous battles, he killed many Japanese soldiers with dangerous goods. "
oh?
Zuo Zhong was a little surprised when he heard this. He originally thought that this old black man, like Gui Youguang, was a reckless man with a simple mind and well-developed limbs. He never expected that he was also a technical talent.
Not everyone can be a coal mine blaster. The geology in the mine is complex and the air contains flammable and explosive gases. A slight mistake during blasting can cause a big explosion.
Only experienced veterans are qualified to do this job. Alas, they are all bald. Why are their men so powerful? Zuo Zhong sighed and turned to look at Lao Hei.
"Are you sure we can carry out a small-scale blasting of the secret passage without damaging the overall structure? The laboratory is above. We must open a gap to get up."
As he spoke, he looked up at the dark gray cement wall above the three people. If he guessed correctly, there should be a flap that could be lowered at the top of the secret passage for transportation vehicles to pass.
This speculation is not only because there are scratches on the ground, but also because the elevator is unreliable. It will stop working if there is a power outage, and it is easy for someone to block the elevator entrance when retreating.
The cunning rabbit has three burrows,
Not to mention the Japanese.
The Kwantung Army's water supply and epidemic prevention troops would never be stupid enough to place their own safety on one passage. From this point of view, it is very likely that the secret passage has two entrances.
At the same time, the flap also has another function. Imagine what they would do if they launched a strong attack on the elevator and a wall suddenly fell from behind them in the middle of the attack.
The enemy who has the advantage of the terrain does not need to do anything. All he has to do is block both ends, starve everyone for a few days, or release poisonous gas. Today next year will be the death anniversary of everyone present.
Advance can be attacked,
You can retreat and leave.
The Japanese's wishful thinking was loud and clear. Zuo Zhong sneered. If he hadn't noticed the scratches, everyone would have no guarantee that they would not fall into the trap. Then they would be in a real dilemma.
Zhou Mingshan also realized the seriousness of the problem, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat behind his back. There were no heavy machine guns or guards at the third level, which looked lax, but was actually the most dangerous.
Lao Hei didn't know what the two of them were thinking. After listening to Zuo Zhong's question, he didn't answer in a hurry. Instead, he picked up the flashlight and looked above his head carefully, but found nothing.
The walls were tightly sealed, and there was no trace of the existence of flaps. However, the party agent had sworn to it, and it could be seen from his previous actions that the other party was not someone who just talked nonsense.
"Set up a human ladder."
After roughly looking around, he asked two resistance fighters to carry him close to the top of the secret. His eyes were glued to the cement surface, searching inch by inch, and he wiped his saliva on the wall from time to time.
If there is a flap in the secret passage, there must be a gap between it and the normal wall. The water absorption of the gap is different from that of other locations, which can be distinguished by the liquid drying time.
This is a unique skill he developed in the coal mine. In order to avoid squibs and water penetration accidents, the blastholes must avoid locations that are too absorbent. The principle used is similar to finding a flap.
And compared to the mines that were dark, damp, and had poor visibility, the conditions of the secret passage were much better. At least there was enough lighting for better observation, so he soon made a discovery.
"dagger."
Lao Hei said something to his comrades, then took the dagger given to him and used force to draw a rectangular area more than 1 meter wide and 3 to 4 meters long on the top wall.
After painting, he lightly jumped to the ground and reported solemnly to Zhou Mingshan: "Captain, after the Japanese used the flap last time, they should have put a layer of cement on it. It's hard to tell from the outside.
There is no problem with blasting. Dangerous items are placed along the gap. After detonation, the shock wave will be transmitted along the weak point and destroy the control structure of the flap. It will not have much impact on the secret passage.
It's just that the ventilation here is not smooth, and the smoke generated by the explosion will probably be very large. Based on my experience, it takes at least twenty minutes for the smoke to fade, which is unavoidable.
Also, we don’t have tools. How are we going to put the dangerous goods on the top unless we hold them with our hands? Leave this task to me. The task is of great importance and must be completed. "
smoke,
Support.
Two big troubles indeed.
Zhou Mingshan understood what the other party meant. Smoke could block the enemy's vision, which was originally a good thing, but appearing here would make them lose the advantage of sneak attacks and preemptive strikes.
After all, with the smoke, the operators couldn't even see where the enemy was. How could they shoot at the enemy? When the smoke cleared, the Japanese would have already reacted and prepared themselves.
As for Lao Hei's request, he would not approve it. If he wanted to sacrifice himself, he, the captain, would do it. According to the rules of the Anti-Japanese Alliance, when encountering danger, cadres would go first instead of letting the soldiers die.
Zhou Mingshan thought for a moment and took the initiative to ask Zuo Zhong: "Mr. Tiger, the Secret Service is the elite of the government. Is there any way to solve these two problems? We don't have much time."
"have."
Zuo Zhong took the military kettle from the waist of an anti-alliance soldier and shook it vigorously: "Place multiple kettles and dangerous goods at intervals. After the explosion, the water vapor will cause the smoke to settle.
Brother Lao Hei, don’t worry. With the 38 rifles and other things from the previous Japanese soldiers, we can make our own supports. This thing is not difficult to make. "
Speaking of this, he pointed to the iron fence at the entrance of the elevator. There were more than a dozen iron bars on it, each at least one meter long. After being connected two by two with cloth strips, the length was definitely more than 2 meters.
After the support is completed, one end is tied with dangerous goods and placed against the gap in the flap. The other end is supported on the ground. It can detonate by lighting the fuse. Why use a living person to hold it up?
Zhou Mingshan made a prompt decision and immediately issued a specific order: "Old Hei, prepare dangerous materials for blasting. Others will tear down the iron fence. Keep your voice down and it will be completed in five minutes."
The anti-union soldiers stood and gave a silent military salute, then turned and walked towards the elevator. There were so many young and strong operatives and tools, and they could pull off the iron bars even by pulling hard.
Outside the secret passage,
The wind and snow have not stopped.
In a wasteland north of the Yiyin River, several Japanese military trucks turned on their headlights. The strong wind blew by and made a whining sound. The wrapped snowflakes were clearly visible in the light.
A dozen or so high-level agents from the Secret Service Section squatted side by side on the ground, slowly moving forward, and from time to time slowly pushing aside the snow in front of them, as if they were looking for something.
Gao Bin watched the actions of his men and tightened the collar of his coat. They were investigating the scene of the attack by the anti-Manchu anti-Japanese elements the night before. This was not a good job.
No one knows whether the other side will respond with a counterattack. The Japanese may even have spies here just to lure the enemy into taking the bait. Gao Bin knows this very well.
Just be a dog,
That's it.
He stood vigilantly in the darkness, carefully observing the surrounding situation while recalling the case. A trace of suspicion arose in his heart. This attack was a bit weird.
Judging from the traces and physical evidence left behind, the people who launched the attack were by no means professional soldiers. They had no rules when attacking and retreating, and they collapsed in the face of counterattack.
Rushing and running away in a swarm, not to mention compared to the underground parties of the Anti-Japanese Alliance, they are even inferior to the bandits and bandits in the mountains. Such people come to the Yinhe River to seek death.
Also, the other party moved openly and openly within the warning range of Beiyin River without any cover-up. Didn't they investigate the intelligence of this place before taking action?
Could there be such a stupid person?
No way,
probably not.
Gao Bin thought seriously for a long time, but he was not sure. None of the opponents in the Special Service Division were such useless people. He really couldn't adapt to encountering such an enemy.
This is not a good thing. After all, normal people rely on logic to do things, but idiots don't. What the other party does depends on their likes and dislikes. God knows where they will launch an attack next time.
The more he thought about it, the more his head hurt. He rubbed his temples and forehead where his chest hurt. He stood quietly in the wind and snow and fell into a daze. He didn't know how long it had passed before he heard someone shouting excitedly.
"Commander, I found a Ping An coin with a red string and the words Chang Ping Tong Bao on it." A little spy stood up from the snow and stumbled over.
"Korea copper coins?"
Gao Bin muttered to himself, took the newly discovered physical evidence from his hand, and after just one glance, he determined that this copper coin was a currency made during the reign of King Inzu of the Goryeo Dynasty.
The copper color is yellow and the writing is elegant. It should be a fine piece of palace casting at that time. The addition of a red rope that has been carefully woven can prove that this was once someone's favorite thing.
Looking at the eye-catching blood on the copper coins, he chuckled. The safe money could not guarantee peace. The other person probably died at the scene the night before yesterday. This was too ironic.
However, this thing definitely does not belong to the citizens of Michow Country. It is a thing from a small country and it is not embarrassing enough to carry it with you. No one except the Koreans will use it to make peace money.
Goryeo Restoration Organization,
Could they be the attackers?
But these people are very timid, and most of the time they just hand out leaflets. Since the harm is not great, the Japanese and the police department are too lazy to care. Why did they attack Beiyinhe this time?
Thinking of those big-faced people who were yelling on the streets of Harbin, Gao Bin frowned and was about to let his men search the surroundings thoroughly, but there was a muffled sound inside the base.
"Peng~"
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
Non-political propaganda, the performance of many national army generals before and after 1927 was completely different, such as Liu Zhi.
The bald self eliminated the advanced nature of the party, and the Kuomintang army degenerated from an isolated army into a warlord army.
I squatted in the toilet and wrote all night, but the hospital refused to let me out, em... I don’t know why, I fell asleep, and I have to do a checkup later.
