Two trucks and several cars filled with "Pseudo-Loyal Salvation Army" soldiers drove out of No. 76. He Xingjian and his old friend Chen Mingchu were in one car, and Zheng Shisong, Wan Lilang and Wu Sibao were in the other car.
Compared with Chen and He who had already submitted their names, Zheng Shisong had not yet fully gained the trust of the male and female cadres, so he naturally had to undergo closer monitoring.
Zheng Shisong didn't care about this and chatted with Wan Lilang calmly. The motorcade set off from Jisi Feier Road and headed straight for the French Concession.
On the road, several people saw a car with a concession license plate running rampant, ignoring traffic regulations, and almost hitting ordinary people of the Republic of China who were walking normally several times.
"This is the privilege of imperialism. When Mr. Ji, no, President Ji returns to Jinling, everything will be fine."
Wan Lilang looked out of the car and muttered to himself. Maybe he really felt that way, or maybe he was just looking for a noble excuse for his traitorous pursuit of glory.
After finishing speaking, he turned his head and looked seriously into Zheng Shisong's eyes. Regardless of whether the other party believed it or not, he talked as if he believed it.
"I hope Mr. Zheng can seize the opportunity. Whether he will be buried with the mountain city government or become a hero who recreates the Republic of China, the choice is yours.
Once the new government is formally established and you surrender, the benefits and positions you can obtain will be different from what you have now. Please remember my advice. "
Perhaps with the instruction of Ding Mocun, Wan Lilang still spared no effort to persuade Zheng Shisong to surrender and cooperate, while he kept observing the other party's reaction while speaking.
Zheng Shisong smiled and nodded in agreement, but did not make any substantive statement. He still showed a posture of waiting for a price. He knew how high his value was, and proper restraint could whet the appetite of the Japanese.
Wan Lilang felt depressed and wished he could drag Zheng Shisong directly to the interrogation room to "treat" him. However, the Japanese strictly prohibited torture of the other party, so he could only accompany this guy in circles.
At this time, the convoy passed the checkpoint and entered the French Concession smoothly. The lazy French chose to turn a blind eye to the weapons in the hands of the passengers in the car.
the reason is simple.
Surrounded by the Japanese-occupied areas, Shanghai has become an isolated island of civilization. The materials needed for the concession are subject to inspection by the Japanese army. The "tough" French do not dare to fall out with the Japanese.
As the car drove on the gray road in Pingtan, Zheng Shisong secretly breathed a sigh of relief and compared his location with the location of the small street written on the invitation.
An intersection.
Two intersections.
…
The two locations are getting closer and closer. As long as they turn right, the convoy will drive into a possible ambush location. Not far away is the Hollywood Cabaret.
After getting the information from Li Wanxiu, the entire trip has been repeated in his mind countless times. Whether the operation can be successful depends on the operators at the headquarters.
No. 76 kept the information about Zuo Zhong's visit to Shanghai strictly confidential. Until now, Zheng Shisong still doesn't know who is coming from Shancheng, let alone that there are only two people coming.
In his imagination, the ones sent by the bureau headquarters should be the most elite operational experts. Thinking of this, he suddenly felt uneasy. Bullets on the battlefield do not have eyes.
The convoy was getting closer and closer to the turn. Seeing the first truck with soldiers turning its right wheel, Zheng Shisong suddenly pointed to the cigar shop on the corner and spoke.
"Director Wan, can I borrow some copper coins from you? I heard that Deputy Commander He not only likes to dance, but also smokes cigars. Please send someone to buy a few high-end products.
We may become colleagues in the future, working together to make ends meet. You must help me with this. Don’t worry, I know the rules. Zheng will never get out of the car. "
Wan Lilang hesitated for a moment, patted the driver's shoulder and signaled to stop. This was Zheng Shisong's first positive response to surrender after his arrest, and he could not refuse.
Besides, if the other party doesn't get out of the car, he won't be able to pass on any information, and the person buying the cigars is one of his own, so there's no need to worry about leaking information, so there's no need to be too nervous.
He whispered a few words, and the guard sitting on the passenger side of the vehicle stretched his hand out of the window and shook it, signaling the vehicles in front and behind to go ahead.
This is the core area of the French Concession, and safety is guaranteed.
, there is no need for all the teams to stop, as that would have a greater goal.
As the vehicle came to a stop, the guard took a few yen from Wan Lilang, got out of the car and ran into the store to buy cigars. Everything seemed normal.
"Ta~ta~ta~"
The hands of the watch on Zheng Shisong's wrist kept beating. One minute passed. Just as the guard walked out of the store with a small wooden box, explosions occurred in many remote locations in the French Concession.
The first thing to explode was the lumber factory warehouse where Zuo Zhong and others had stayed. A time bomb detonated the oil barrel next to it, and the abandoned warehouse immediately turned into a sea of flames.
Let alone on-site investigation, even if the Japanese Amaterasu came, they would not be able to find any useful clues from the burned-to-ruins site.
Almost at the same time, a suburban garbage bin and two downtown fire hydrants were blown into the sky, but there were no casualties.
The patrol houses and garrisons across the French Concession heard the sound and had no idea what was happening. They had no choice but to rush to the explosion site.
The rumble of the explosion spread far away. When Wan Lilang heard the sound, he suddenly drew his gun and pressed it against Zheng Shisong's waist, then turned to look out the back window.
The black smoke column that shot straight into the sky was extremely conspicuous in the sky. As an experienced intelligence officer, Wan Lilang immediately concluded that this was an explosion caused by military explosives.
If it were a civilian explosive, the smoke column would not form so quickly, and the explosion sound would not spread so far. Only powerful military explosives can do this.
The next second.
While he called the guards to get in the car quickly, he ordered the driver to catch up with the convoy immediately. No matter what happened elsewhere, they would be safe as long as they were with the large group.
But the reality was different from what he thought. When the explosion went off, the leading convoy happened to pass through an intersection and entered a road that was not too wide.
The driver of the truck driving out of the way was attracted by the sound of the explosion and curiously looked for the location of the explosion. Unexpectedly, a Renault truck with a cabin covered by a canvas emerged from the intersection ahead.
"We have a car!"
The co-pilot shouted when he saw the unfamiliar truck with the crossbar in front of him, and grabbed the driver's seat with both hands to prevent him from being thrown out of the car when he braked suddenly.
When the driver heard the warning and turned his gaze back, he realized the danger and stepped on the brakes with all his strength. The "Pseudo-Loyal Rescue Army" soldiers standing in the car were knocked around like bowling balls.
"Zhi~Peng!"
The car with Agent 76 sitting behind it had no time to react and hit the rear of the truck. The vehicles behind it also rear-ended one after another, but the situation was not serious.
When operating in the French Concession, No. 76 was not so arrogant. In addition, the road was narrow, and the speed of the convoy was not high enough to destroy the entire convoy.
In one of the cars, He Xingjian and Chen Mingchu, who were talking loudly, hit their heads hard on the front seat. After a few seconds, they were dizzy and raised their heads with their hands on the seats.
When they saw someone blocking the road, the eyes of these two men and women, who had betrayed their compatriots to please the Japanese, were filled with panic, and their legs were trembling slightly.
Who will intercept car No. 76 in the French Concession?
Only military rule!
As former members of the military commander, they certainly knew how the military commander dealt with traitors. The two of them shuddered when they thought of those "seniors" who had been cleared by sanctioning personnel.
"Quick! Reverse!"
He Xingjian, who often boasted of being a general, now had his bangs stuck to his forehead, his face was pale, and he looked indescribably embarrassed, and he let out an extremely sharp cry, like a little girl who had been molested.
But this also has its advantages. In the chaos, the driver of the convoy clearly heard the order, quickly shifted into reverse gear, and reversed at high speed one by one in the direction from which they came.
They all know that it is impossible to make a U-turn in this kind of terrain. If they want to survive, they must cooperate tacitly and there must be no collision, otherwise the convoy will be completely blocked here.
But the drivers soon became desperate. At some point, a Renault truck rushed out of the rear intersection, also covered with canvas, blocking the convoy's retreat.
"get off!"
"Looking for cover
The body, establish a defense line, the patrol will be there in a moment! "
As expected of the senior commander of the Zhongjiu Army, He Xingjian quickly regained his composure after a short period of panic, raised his gun and fired a shot into the sky, giving everyone an order, a correct order.
After the Battle of Songhu, the French added a large number of troops to Shanghai to protect the most important concession in East Asia. They did not stop even if the war broke out in Europe.
As long as these two trucks are held back, it won't take long, at most a few minutes, before the nearby police officers and French garrison follow the sound of gunfire.
He Xingjian felt that this could be accomplished with the presence of Agent 76 and his "elite" men. After all, defense was much simpler than offense.
After hearing this, all the men and women woke up and climbed out of the car one by one. They tried to use the doorposts and trash cans on the roadside as shelters. Some even wanted to break into the houses on both sides of the street.
It's a pity that both the French and the people of the Republic of China became smarter during the war.
As soon as the explosion sounded, the people in the house locked the door and even blocked the cabinet behind the door, so the secret agent had to give up the plan.
From the moment He Xingjian ordered the car to reverse, to the time when the men and women got out of the car and looked for cover, it sounded like a long time, but in fact the whole process only took a few dozen seconds.
When the Han Nugan and the soldiers of the "Pseudo-Loyal Rescue Army" on No. 76 recovered and looked towards the truck ahead, everyone was quickly enveloped in a feeling of despair.
At the end of the Battle of Songhu, the Guo army's retreat actually turned into a rout. The quartermasters were busy running for their lives. Some weapons and equipment, guns and ammunition had no time to be distributed to the combat troops, so they were piled in the open air.
Zuo Zhong learned the news and ordered the Jiangsu-Zhejiang Action Team to transport these things to the Zhabei area, the French Concession and the Public Concession through various channels in order to avoid endangering the enemy.
The supplies include multiple 150mm howitzer shells, dozens of boxes of military explosives, hundreds of submachine guns, a large number of accessories and bullets of various calibers.
During the previous emergency evacuation of Shanghai District personnel, the shells used in the traps came from this batch of remaining equipment, so they were put to their best use.
But the rarest ones are a few Swiss Suroton S5-106 20mm anti-aircraft guns. These are cutting-edge weapons purchased by the government at a huge price with real money.
Originally, the military wanted to take advantage of the characteristics of Shanghai's many reinforced concrete buildings and use them to establish urban air defense firepower points. However, the Guo army was defeated too quickly and was useless.
At this moment, the Renault truck blocking the path of He Xingjian and Chen Mingchu had taken off the canvas on the carriage. Under the watchful eyes of the men and women, a Sulotung anti-aircraft gun creaked and turned.
