August 7th.
The weather is sunny, with a temperature of 27 degrees, a breeze of level 2 to level 3, and good visibility.
At about 8 o'clock in the morning, two British-made Austin-brand Ten sedans drove out from the Zhongshan Gate of Jinling and sped towards Shanghai. A small British Union Jack flag was spread on the roof of the car, which was extremely conspicuous on the road.
In the car, Bai Longdu looked at the green scenery outside the window and was very happy. Even if there was no reward of six thousand US dollars, traveling in this environment would still be a happy thing. Of course, it would be best if you have money.
After feeling relaxed, he looked at Vicente, who looked alert next to him, and pointed to the top of his head: "My military attache, don't be so nervous, believe me, no one dares to attack the great British Empire.
Otherwise, the Imperial Navy in the Yangtze River will make the attackers understand what fear is. You should take a good rest. When we arrive in Shanghai, we must go to the Japanese nightclub in Hongkou to have a good time.
I have to admit that those dwarfs have amazing talents in this area. Compared with them, the best gentlemen's clubs in London are as boring as the Germans. Opportunities are rare, and you have to learn to enjoy them. "
With that said, Bailongdu took out a cigar from the storage box in the car and lit it. He rolled down the window and the blue-white smoke immediately drifted out of the car through the gap and flew to the in the air.
at the same time,
Shanghai and Shanghai.
On the Japanese aircraft carrier Ryujo, several elite naval aviation pilots wearing leather hats and goggles sat in the war room, listening attentively to a lieutenant colonel giving a pre-operation mission briefing.
"The target will set off at.... The route and photos of ground reference objects will be sent to you soon. These information are not allowed to be taken out of this room. I can only give you five minutes to memorize them.
The specific content of the mission is to use two fighter planes as a group, and a total of three groups to launch air strikes together. The first group is responsible for the first round of attacks, the second group is responsible for solving the fish that slipped through the net, and the third group is responsible for mopping up the tail.
The target and its followers must be eliminated completely and quickly without leaving any survivors. The operation code is - Yinghuo. After success, a secret message will be sent to the predetermined frequency immediately. Fighters will come to cover the retreat. "
After speaking, the gentle Lieutenant Colonel looked at the pilots, raised a glass bottle and shook it gently. The transparent potion inside shone strangely under the dim light, and the man said expressionlessly.
"I need to remind you that you will be temporarily retired from active service, and the paint on the aircraft will be erased. If you are shot down by the enemy, the empire will not recognize this operation, let alone your identity.
In order to complete the great cause of His Majesty Tian Locust and the Empire, I hope that everyone will drink this potion without hesitation at the last moment of their lives. As heroes, your relatives at home will receive the best care. "
"Hai!"
"The hell is on the black card!"
The shrill roars passed back and forth in the narrow and dark corridor of the warship. The gun-toting sailors standing guard at the door swallowed their saliva when they heard the conversation in the room, and quickly puffed up their chests, pretending not to hear anything.
At this time, not only this war room, but the entire Japanese army in Shanghai was on the move. The Japanese Special Marines began to strengthen the defense of the headquarters on the road in Beichuan Province, erecting machine guns and even infantry cannons.
The Third Fleet on the Huangpu River pulled anchor and left the original dock, removed its gun jackets and pointed its ferocious muzzle in the direction of Zhabei, and cruised on the river at high speed to prevent being hit by the Guo army's large-caliber artillery.
Their sudden actions startled the intelligence officers of the Secret Service lurking in Shanghai, and they immediately used various covert channels to report to Jinling. The amount of communication between Jinling and Shanghai increased sharply.
"Deputy Director, the Japanese are moving!"
At nine o'clock in the morning, Gu Qi hurried into Zuo Zhong's office, holding several messages with an excited expression: "As you expected, the other party did make some changes. It seems that Japanese spies are hiding in the research team of the Interpretation Institute.
Because only the members of the research team know about the false news we released two days ago, I suggest that these people be arrested and controlled immediately. With side evidence, no one can make irresponsible remarks on our actions. "
Looking at the excited Gu Qi, Zuo Zhong put down the document in his hand and took the message and read it over. His eyes narrowed slightly and he sighed that the Japanese were really generous. They were preparing to blow up someone before they started to do it.
After pondering for a moment, he raised his head and asked: "The target has set off, right? Are there any suspicious people at the city gate and on the road, especially people who have interacted with the research team? This is worth noting.
Given the kid's paranoia, he would not go to such great lengths with just a piece of false information. There must be someone responsible for monitoring the convoy. Considering efficiency and confidentiality, the accomplices of the spy at the Interpretation and Interpretation Institute are the most suitable candidates.
Grasping this line is equivalent to finding the tail of the spy, and we can control the impact of the incident to the minimum range. The Shanghai war is just around the corner, so it is better not to delay the work of the inspection and translation office. "
"Deputy Director Gao Jian."
Gu Qi flattered him when he heard this, and shook his head helplessly: "There are many people and vehicles on Zhongshan Gate and the highway to Shanghai, and there are many cities nearby, so brothers cannot find out everyone's details.
The members of the research team have behaved very normally in the past few days. Chen Shi, Huo Xingyao, Zhao Kehua, Feng Jianfei, Yu Jingzhi, and Zhang Yun have been staying at home all day long and have basically had no contact with outsiders.
The people they had contacted previously were all under our surveillance, but no interaction with the convoy was found. Unlike in the past, the Japanese were very cautious this time and left almost no clues for tracing. "
"Well, the Tao is as high as the devil."
Zuo Zhong raised his hand and knocked on the table. This is certain. Intelligence operations are a process of mutual competition and understanding. Now that the secret service has become more and more professional, the Japanese cannot remain where they are.
After thinking about it, he suddenly asked: "You just said that they have basically had no contact with outsiders. That means there are still people who have communicated with the outside world. Let's talk about the situation. We can't let go of any possibility now."
"Yes, Huo Xingyao, who is related to the Chen family, bought some snacks on his way back to the dormitory. It was found that the stall owner had fled from Sioux City to Jinling for seven or eight years. He usually behaves well and has no contact with the Japanese or traitors."
"There was also deputy team leader Feng Jianfei, who was the last one to leave the cryptography inspection station. Before leaving, he chatted with the guard at the door for a while. The other person was a former soldier of the 87th Division. He was injured and retired from the last battle in Songhu and was assigned here."
"The last person who had external contact was Zhang Yun. This person went to the library after get off work and rented a lot of books. Our people made sure that he just paid and left without saying a word."
"I asked someone to check and found out that the revenue collector and library owner who collected the money at the time were all from Jinling. Their past experiences were clear. Their family and friends all had formal jobs. There was no sign that they had ever participated in an intelligence organization."
When Gu Qi was questioned, he blurted out that he was already familiar with this information. It was precisely because he knew the members of the research team and the people he had contacted and knew that it would be difficult to find out with existing clues that he suggested arresting people.
Zuo Zhong frowned after hearing this. These Japs were indeed very cunning. With the special characteristics of the translation office, he knew clearly that the Japanese spies were among several people, but he was unable to pinpoint who the final suspect was.
There are only two ways now, either to let the spies continue to steal information and investigate slowly. The advantage of this is that it will not affect the deciphering, but the disadvantage is that more important information may be leaked to the outside world in the future.
Either arrest all the people and torture them for interrogation. No matter how strong a person is, they will behave abnormally when faced with a long period of torture. The only problem is that without these people, the deciphering of Japanese messages will inevitably be interrupted.
big picture,
Japanese spy...
This is a dead end situation.
As he kept thinking, Chen Shi's figure suddenly flashed across Zuo Zhong's mind, and he contacted the cryptography institute's previous decipherment of the underground party's messages. A hint of inspiration emerged immediately, could they... be like this?
Realizing that a breakthrough in the case was imminent, he immediately whispered a few instructions to Gu Qi. After everything was arranged, he went to the window and looked at the blue sky, then looked down at his watch, with a smile on his face.
Time passes slowly,
Around ten o'clock in the morning.
The convoy carrying Bailongdu and others drove onto a road without tree cover. Looking at this extremely open plain and the few mounds in the distance, Vicente's right eyelid began to beat crazily.
This kind of terrain is too dangerous. It is simply a natural ambush position. It does not require too many troops. As long as someone places a few machine guns on the mound, they will not be able to leave here alive today.
"John, speed up!"
He said to the driver without hesitation that as an old soldier, sometimes you have to believe in some mysterious intuition. Anyway, if you are wrong, it is just a waste of gasoline, which is not worth mentioning compared with everyone's lives.
The car was about two or three kilometers away from the nearest road protection forest. As long as they entered it, they would be safe. And according to the map, the rest of the journey was spread across towns and villages, and they would be safe all the way to Shanghai.
The problem was that the road was in disrepair and was full of potholes. Even if the driver who called John stepped on the accelerator, the speed was still very low. Vicent frowned and stared into the distance, looking extremely anxious.
Bai Longdu, who was concentrating with his eyes closed, was shaken for a while, and he quickly held his seat and shouted: "Gentlemen, this is not Jinling or Shanghai. If you keep driving like this, this damn car will fall apart. "
"Mr. Ambassador~"
"Buzz buzz..."
Vicente was about to explain to Bailongdu why he did this, but just as he was about to speak, he heard the faint sound of an engine in the air and approached the convoy, which made his face turn pale.
There is no Chinese airport or any military camp nearby. Why would an aircraft appear and fly at a dangerous low altitude? There is no other possibility except launching an attack.
He stuck his head out of the car window and looked desperately at the approaching black spots. Soon, six single-winged planes with dazzling light swooped down from the clouds and flew towards the convoy in groups of two. .
Currently, the airspace of the Republic of China only has aircraft from China and Japan, and the Air Force of the Republic of China is mostly biplanes, so Vicente easily recognized it as the Type 96 carrier-based fighter jet that the Japanese had just put into service.
This is an all-metal monoplane with very excellent performance. According to the data reported by MI2 to the embassy, it can even be called world-class. God knows how these damn dwarves did it.
"Air strike! Speed up!"
Vicente yelled and immediately protected Bai Longdu under his body. It was not that he cared about the other party, but the two of them were just grasshoppers on a vine. If the other party died, he would be finished.
The passports sold, the flower beds and fountains renovated eight times a year, the contraband mixed in the diplomatic packages, he was more or less involved in all these things. If he wanted to retire with dignity, he must protect the other party.
As for the driver at the front, he was almost crying. They had indeed received strict escape training, but the training did not include being chased by heavily armed fighter jets. How could a car outrun an airplane?
In a few minutes, everyone present will be sieved and become a member of the statistics of casualties in the British Empire's diplomatic system. In addition, they will receive nothing. The two people behind must be saved.
As long as these two people are alive, their families can get the compensation they deserve. Otherwise, under the calculations of those bureaucrats, they might have to pay a sum of money to the empire. This kind of thing has happened before.
Looking at the plane getting closer and closer in the rearview mirror and a small pond on the roadside ahead, the driver gritted his teeth and shouted: "Mr. Ambassador, Colonel! You find an opportunity to jump out of the car, and I and others will cover you to leave."
"No, no, I won't jump!"
Hearing that he was about to jump out of the car at a speed of dozens of kilometers per hour, Bailongdu shook his head in fear, trembling all over, and grabbed the door handle tightly. Vicente was so angry that he wanted to beat the timid fat man to death on the spot.
What time is it? If you jump out of the car, you may die. If you don't, you will definitely die. It's a good choice what to do. Even if you fall to death, it's better than becoming a pile of minced meat. At least you can return to your hometown intact.
"Da da da da da..."
In the blink of an eye, a fighter jet flew not far away and started shooting wildly. The sound of gunshots scared nearby vehicles and pedestrians and caused them to run around. The speed of the cars, which were already not fast, dropped a few points, and they were about to hit the car with the machine gun.
The driver had no time to care about Bailongdu. After a brief communication with Vicente, he stared at the rearview mirror and turned the steering wheel ten meters away from the pond. The car drifted sideways and brought up a burst of dust.
The two Japanese pilots responsible for the first wave of attacks suddenly lost their field of vision and could not help but cursed secretly. They had to widen their eyes and desperately search for movement on the ground to prevent the target from getting out of the car and escaping on foot.
But they didn't know that at the moment when the dust rose, Vicente opened the car door with all his strength, held Bai Longdu in his arms, and successfully jumped into the pond with the huge inertia, and immediately dived into the deep bottom of the pond to lie dormant.
Success!
The driver of the embassy breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. In the next second, he swerved again to stabilize the out-of-control car. He stepped on the accelerator and drove toward the woods in a last-ditch effort to save his life.
Thinking that the target vehicle below had just lost control, one of the Japanese pilots laughed ferociously, increased the throttle and jumped downwards, his finger gradually placed on the firing button of the onboard 7.7mm machine gun.
A few seconds later, Vicente, who was underwater, heard a rumbling sound passing above his head, and then a golden bullet casing crashed into the pond and slowly floated into the mud in front of him. The pond water became more turbid. .
After an unknown amount of time, Bai Longdu, who rolled his eyes and sprayed water, came to the surface. The loyal colonel hid behind the man's fat body and looked outside, only to see two black columns of smoke rising into the sky.
(End of chapter)
