The four Buddhas followed the man in a long gown for a while, walked through the alley, turned around, and came to a small courtyard.
"Wei Guokang, Jincheng Station, Secret Service." After entering the main room, the long-dressed man stood at attention with a snap, startling the four of them.
"Okay, no need to be polite, I am Ma Xiaoguang from the Special Operations Group." Commander Ma had already confirmed the other party's identity and introduced himself.
"Stationmaster Ma has a special mission when he is out, and he has entrusted his humble position to receive the chief on his behalf." Wei Guokang said respectfully.
"Brother Wei, you're welcome. Let's talk about the situation... We are new here, so we are blind." Chief Ma sat down as he said this, and motioned for everyone to sit down.
After Wei Guokang heard the instructions, he respectfully introduced: "The northwest is a vast and sparsely populated area, but it is a strategic location. The Japanese Special Forces have long been eyeing this area. Due to tight security, their activities in Jincheng are very secretive and cunning."
"But there is their secret service in Alxa Dingyuan Camp, named Xiang Tailong Company...the activities are very rampant!"
"Ma Dan, today Rite is really coveting my Chinese age. There are so many of them in the northwest!" Chief Ma said bitterly.
"Yeah! We didn't expect that Japan would be so rampant. The Neon Kingdom has so many plans." Wei Guokang also sighed.
"This Neon Country, the devils want to occupy China, it's not obvious!" The Great Lama Dele (the fat man) also said angrily.
"This brother, he really looks like a lama." Hearing the fat man speak, Wei Guokang also praised him.
"That's an award!" The fat man thanked him reservedly. He seemed to be into the fun. Shopkeeper Luo and his brother looked at each other. They have a good relationship. They will follow Buddha!
"In that case, please tell Station Commander Ma that it is still troublesome for you to keep an eye on Jincheng City. As long as you are here, they will not be able to make any big waves. We are going to Alxa and Ejina..." Commander Ma said thoughtfully.
"Sir, you are so busy..." Wei Guokang seemed to be ready to give a few words of advice when he heard this.
Chief Ma smiled when he heard this and said: "Brother Wei, you don't have to be polite. I know the difficulties you have in the northwest, but we are causing you a lot of trouble here. There will be no problem if we follow the great lama all the way."
"Haha, that's right. There are many people in the northwest who believe in Lamaism, especially in Mongolia. The Buddha must have been treated with courtesy in the past. This is a good method!" Wei Guokang also smiled and praised after hearing this, without saying more.
With the plan in place, the soldiers were very fast, but no longer wasting their time, Wei Guokang contacted a camel team, and the four Buddhas turned north and headed for the Dingyuan camp.
Don't look at the slowness of this camel. In fact, it is not slow at all. It can travel about 60 kilometers a day. After a week of bumpy roads, we arrived at Alxa Dingyuan Camp, an important town outside the Great Wall.
The Mongolian people here mostly believe in Lamaism. Seeing the solemn appearance of the Dele Lama and the extraordinary appearance of his followers, they naturally paid homage to him.
Due to their status as lamas, the four Buddhas were naturally treated with courtesy. When walking on the street, many believers paid homage to them. This feeling was really good!
The Buddhas had high status and naturally could not live in ordinary places, so they immediately settled in Yanfu Temple on the north side of Wangfu Street.
"Damn, this environment is really good! It's better than staying in a hotel." The fat man in the dormitory was lying on the Arhat bed with his monk's robe open, and he praised it with a full face.
"How's it going? I didn't trick you, right? This great lama has a lot of benefits." Ma Xiaoguang sat on a futon nearby and drank butter tea and smiled.
"You didn't look at those two people, they were so happy. They bought a lot of good stuff this time. You have to let them share some of the profit when you go back." The fat man said with some yearning.
"Dream of marrying a wife - as much as you think about good things, you should first think about how to catch those spies."
"Aren't you sure you have the other party's business name?"
"They are here for more than just a day or two. Their relationships are intricate. The business name is only on the surface. The water here can be muddy. I don't know how many big fish there are down there... Don't act rashly."
"Then let's take a look at Dingyuan City tomorrow?" the fat man asked.
"Your old man is now the Great Lama of Dele, so it would be better for you to stay here. Shopkeeper Luo will accompany you while Brother Guishou and I go out." Chief Ma pondered for a moment and said.
This is the advantage of having relatively sufficient manpower. If it is just two people with Fatty, it will be difficult to separate. This Dingyuan camp does not look big, and there are many monsters and monsters, so we have to deal with them carefully.
Walking on the streets of Dingyuanying Town, Ma Xiaoguang and Brother Guishou dressed as lamas were indeed not that eye-catching.
On the contrary, there are several people wearing dresses or leather clothes who are particularly eye-catching. After a brief inquiry, aren't they the neon countrymen with the injured name of "Xiang Tailong"?
"Are there so many Neon people in Dingyuan camp?" Ma Xiaoguang asked a herdsman brushing his horse on the roadside with some surprise.
"What's this? They have built a large piece of land where they can sit on an iron bird and fly over from the sky!" the herdsman said as if he was not surprised.
When Ma Xiaoguang heard this, his expression changed. He never expected that the situation here was so bad that the Neon people even built an airstrip.
I was still secretive for fear of being exposed, but I didn't expect that the devils from the Neon Kingdom regarded this place as their own backyard. My damn uncles and aunts couldn't bear it!
This is a situation Ma Xiaoguang has never encountered before. In the past, they were officers, soldiers and police officers in Jinling and Shanghai, and they could catch thieves openly.
In the Puppet Manchukuo, it is a secret mission. When engaging in underground activities, you just need to be yourself.
They talk about making it public, but they don't dare to really make it public. They talk about secrets. Everything is on the surface. No wonder Fan Changjiang, a reporter, can spy on the information.
As long as a thoughtful person comes here and carefully collects and organizes the situation, the situation can be sorted out.
But the importance here is different from that of Shanghai and Jinling. There are endless spies there, and this will be the rear area of the Anti-Japanese War in the future. Aid from the Soviet Union must pass through here. !
Therefore, all the spies in the Alxa area must be eliminated and all evil deeds must be eradicated, otherwise once the war breaks out, there will be endless troubles!
After making up his mind, he calmed down, quietly took out his notebook, and started a carpet-based investigation.
Observe, record, and mark each street, alley, and shop. What is on the map and what is not, must be as detailed as possible.
As for the final data summary, I can only go back and do it at night. Anyway, this small town is not like Shanghai and Jinling at night. There is no nightlife, so you can only chant sutras in the temple.
After a busy day, the small town of Dingyuanying is basically full of chaos. Next, we can monitor key places such as the "Xiang Tailong" store and the Alxa Palace.
Because he was a lama and held a prayer wheel in his hand, he felt that there was a suitable place to observe, so he sat down and half-squinted his eyes, but no one dared to come and interfere.
Ma Xiaoguang and Brother Guishou sat on the street opposite the palace for a long time. Not only did no one come to disturb them, some people even contributed a lot of charity!
"Alas! No wonder there are so many people pretending to be monks." After sitting for a long time, his legs were numb. Ma Xiaoguang saw that it was still early, so he took Brother Guishou to explore the direction of the legendary airstrip in the east of the city.
It’s not necessary to go to the airport right away to find out what’s going on, but at least you need to know the route for future reference.
Not long after walking eastward, I saw before me a vast field of loess mixed with some green grass, like a huge cheetah skin.
The blue sky makes people feel more open-minded.
Under the sky, a person and a horse seem to be faintly visible, gradually approaching...
"Hidden." Out of professional instinct, Ma Xiaoguang immediately pulled Brother Guishou down and quickly hid behind a mound on the roadside.
Not long after, a gray-faced man on horseback gradually approached. This man was dressed in Mongolian attire and his riding skills were also very good.
"Young Master, this is really an enemy agent! Are you afraid of catching him in a hurry?" Brother Guishou whispered.
"Looking at his virtue on horseback, Kazuma knows that he is not a local spy. He should have just come from other places. It will be no problem to capture him." Ma Xiaoguang nodded and spat.
I saw that the yellow horse under the opponent's crotch was staggering a little and foaming at the mouth.
Grassland herdsmen especially cherish their horse power, and would not travel long distances and torture their horses to death unless absolutely necessary.
When he saw that the other party was still three feet away, Brother Guishou dodged and arrived in front of that person.
The other party only felt a red shadow flash in front of his eyes, and quickly reined in the horse. When he took a closer look, he saw a thin lama.
The herdsmen on the grassland all respected the monks. When the man saw that he was a lama, he quickly rolled his saddle off his horse and saluted Brother Guishou.
"Master is well." The other party actually spoke Mongolian.
"Where did the donor come from?" Brother Guishou said in Chinese.
"You are not a lama!" the other party said in shock.
"You are not a Mongolian either!" Brother Guishou said sternly.
When the other party heard this, his expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly touched his waist. At this moment, he felt a huge force clamping his arm, unable to move at all.
Before the fake herdsman could react, his hands had been cut behind his back and tied tightly, unable to move.
"Let me go, you fake lamas!" Only then did the fake herdsmen react and shouted to themselves.
"Mo Dan, you are such a fake herdsman, and you are calling us and me a fake lama, but you are an upright Chinese! Who are you?" Chief Ma was very frustrated at this time.
There is no one here, no one will come even if you scream, it’s just the right time to vent your bad feelings!
Only then did the other party realize what was going on. He lowered his head and sat on the ground silently.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Ma Xiaoguang became furious. He didn't say anything to him, and just used his old fists to serve him. However, he saw that Ma Xiaoguang punched hard to the flesh, and targeted the opponent's painful areas. After a while, the opponent was already breaking out in cold sweat from the pain, and was full of pain. Rolling on the ground.
"Ma Dan, if I don't give you any strength, I don't know Lord Ma has three eyes! Tell me, which secret service agency are you from?" Chief Ma beat him for a while, his fists were a little painful, and he said fiercely while rubbing his hands.
As the saying goes, ghosts are also afraid of evil people. With Chief Ma looking so fierce, Brother Guishou cooperated and took out a sharp knife, ready to share the worries of the Chief.
"I am Tanaka Hisanobu from the Neon Nation Army Intelligence Agency!" The other party breathed heavily and announced his name with lingering fear.
