Rise from eight hundred.

July 7, Songhu Concession.

A tea room in the Roman Concession.

"Mr. Tang, I don't know what you are looking for with Wang! Please tell me clearly, if not, then Wang still has something to do, we will talk about it another day." A middle-aged man calmly held Tang Dao He refused the cigarette that was handed over, stood up and made a gesture of going.

If it weren't for the high-status female boss in the concession to lobby, this businessman with a big business in the concession would rarely see strangers.

However, when he came to the teahouse and saw Tang Dao for the first time, the middle-aged businessman had a bad feeling. After a short exchange of words, he was about to leave without any hypocritical politeness.

"Hehe, Boss Yang is a businessman. Tang has a big deal here. I don't know if Boss Yang dares to accept it." Faced with this situation, Tang Dao took his time, stretched out his hand to hold the teacup in front of him, and said with a smile .

"Who are you?" The middle-aged man who was getting up and turning to leave froze slightly, and suddenly looked back at Tang Dao with a cold light in his eyes, completely different from the mild-mannered middle-aged man with a round face before.

Yang Zongdao is sure that there will never be more than a handful of people who can know his true identity in Songhu. Among them, four of them are his direct confidants, and half of them are the underground emperor of Songhu. Gao Gao's female boss, who usually has a lot of acquaintances, just regards him as a good business partner.

And even the underground emperor who knew some clues only knew that he was a member of the Zhongtong, but he didn't know that the big businessman with a net worth of millions of silver was actually the highest person in charge of the Juntong stationed in Songhu, in charge of more than a thousand people. A super intelligence system for spies.

But from the moment the young man in front of him called him 'Boss Yang', the middle-aged man knew that the number of people in Songhu who knew his identity had changed from four and a half people to five and a half.

At that moment, the middle-aged man instinctively felt a killing intent.

The tea room is murderous!
Outside there is the eight-man guard that he must bring with him every time he goes out. Each is equipped with a pistol and a grenade, and each family member is personally arranged by him to Sichuan Province and given excellent treatment. Although he does not know his true identity, But they are all willing to die for him, which is called a dead man.

Even he himself always keeps a fully loaded Browning pistol under his robe and mandarin jacket. Years of training can fully guarantee that he can shoot within two seconds and kill the young man in front of him.

After working in intelligence for so many years, thousands of people died under his command or under his orders. In order to keep their identities secret, killing such a young man is no easier than killing a chicken in the eyes of a middle-aged man.

However, the young man who revealed his secret didn't seem to have sensed his murderous intent. Instead, he raised his teacup to invite the murderous middle-aged man: "Boss Yang, didn't you just say that, please tell me what's going on? The truth has already been told, why doesn't Boss Yang sit down and drink tea, and listen to Tang Dao explain why he traveled thousands of miles to find you this time?"

"Tang Dao?" A trace of confusion flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man, and then he quickly found the relevant memory in his mind, and his eyes turned into shock: "You are the last commander of the Sixing Warehouse, and later promoted to the head of the Sixing Regiment Tang Dao? You are not, you are not in the northern battlefield?"

"It's Tang, Boss Yang, look, since Tang Dao is so honest, can you not hesitate to drink Biluochun with Tang Dao?" Tang Dao smiled and toasted again.

"Tuan Zhang's deeds of fighting bravely against the war, Mr. Yang, are astonishing. I never thought that I would see it unexpectedly today. I am quite out of character. Please forgive me, Tuan Zhang." The middle-aged man sat down again after thinking about it for no more than two seconds.

This alone shows that the chief of the largest military intelligence in the Songhu area is more decisive than ordinary people, and he didn't even question Tang Dao's true identity.

Regardless of whether Tang Dao is real or fake, just because he can tell his real surname that he hasn't used for more than 10 years, it is already worth him to sit down and find out.

"As a soldier, Tang Dao committed a big taboo by staying away from the front line and returning to the old battlefield. Boss Yang was a little surprised. For the sake of our acquaintance today, I asked Boss Yang to keep this secret for me. "Tang Dao smiled, and took the initiative to hand over the cigarette again.

This time the middle-aged man didn't refuse. He took out a match from his pocket and lit it.

He needs to use this short time to judge Tang Dao's intentions and how his identity was exposed to this infantry commander who has thousands of elite soldiers.

Even though the military commander and the army both serve the country, they are actually two completely different lines. There are even many military commanders hidden in the army. Their tasks are not only to deliver military information for the high-level, but also to monitor the military. duty to prevent them from defecting to the enemy, including being seduced by another political party.

However, until he lit a cigarette and looked at Tang Dao's young face through the light blue smoke, he couldn't come up with an accurate answer.

The only thing he can judge is that since Tang Dao was able to sneak into the enemy-occupied area at a huge risk and go straight to him, the top military commander who has been lurking in the Songhu area for more than 10 years, there must be something extremely important .

Moreover, Tang Dao can be sure that he will not report to his superiors that Tang Dao left his post and left the front line.

This can't help but make this veteran spy a little curious, what is the reason why Tang Dao trusts him so much?
Soon, these speculations ceased to exist.

Tang Dao took out an envelope from his pocket, put it on the table and gently pushed it over: "Boss Yang, you don't need to guess too much, the reason why Tang Dao can know Boss Yang's name is because a big brother gave Tang Dao some advice. "

The middle-aged man raised his brows slightly, put the envelope on the table, took out a thin needle from his pocket to open the opening, and took out the letter inside with extremely skillful techniques.

Even if Tang Dao had taken the initiative to reveal his identity, this person still maintained the caution of a veteran spy to prevent Tang Dao from tampering with the envelope.

In fact, including the cigarettes that Tang Dao handed over, even though the person seemed to be smoking, in fact, no trace of smoke entered his nasal cavity, and most of the smoke floated towards the opposite Tang Dao. Tang Dao was the first to suffer the brunt of such drugs.

For Tang Dao, this is normal. If the top person in charge of the Songhu area of ​​​​the Songhu military command is so negligent, he must have been killed by the intricate forces of various forces, and the Japanese intelligence agencies are not to blame. cooking.

A pig, who has stayed in this position for ten years, must have become a cautious pig!

"Brother Zong Dao Ming Jian", the envelope contained only a few lines of words, but the name on the signature made the middle-aged man's complexion change drastically, he stayed there for half a minute, and a wry smile appeared on his face.

"It turns out that Captain Tang is from there."

"Haha, Boss Yang, don't be so absolute. Now we are the anti-Japanese united front. You and I, including Brother Cheng, are all Chinese. Our enemies are Japanese." Tang Dao chuckled.

To be honest, when Tang Dao confessed to Brigadier Cheng before leaving Taihang Mountains, and planned to take advantage of his trip to Jincheng to go to Songhu to do some important things, Brigadier Cheng thought twice and finally told him that if he needed help, he could find a certain person. Tang Dao was also dumbfounded when he heard that identity.

In the past time and space, with the passage of long years, many things are no longer secrets. Tang Dao knew that many important generals in the national army had contacts with the [-]th Army in private, and some even simply, It wasn't until the end that he fought back and became the straw that broke the camel's camel.

However, as the largest military intelligence agency in China built by a certain principal at this time, Yang Zongdao's military rank is only a colonel, but he is definitely a figure in the agency, but such a figure is also the cooperation of the [-]th Army Or, and it was already ten years ago.

At this time, the headmaster, who is in full swing, failed so defeated, I am afraid it has long been inevitable.

A personal letter from Brigadier Cheng mixed with code words that only middle-aged men can understand has actually explained the identities of both of them, which means that the two can reach a certain degree of cooperation.

Moreover, both of them are smart people, so they didn't continue to entangle with their identities, just tacit understanding.

"Mr. Tang is here, what help do you need from me?" Yang Zongdao cut to the chase.

"I want them." Tang Dao dipped his fingers into the teacup and wrote two words on the table.

It's four elements!
"That's impossible. The Japanese spies located in the concession have been secretly monitoring, and the barracks is the concession of the Roman Empire, and it has been guarded by the garrison of the concession of the Roman Empire. It is difficult for my people to get in." Yang Zongdao's face changed drastically, thinking about it He shook his head and refused without thinking. "Besides, there are still more than 200 people in the department. It's okay to say one or two. It's just a fantasy to save them all. For the past six months, we have tried everything we can, but there is nothing we can do."

After Tang Dao has settled all the affairs in Jincheng, even such a big matter as the equipment transportation of the German mechanic is entrusted to Gong Shaoxun. In the name of the Rockefeller company entourage, he took the train to Songhu. What could be better than rescuing What is more important for the elite soldiers of the 542 regiment trapped in the concession barracks?

That was not only Tang Dao's promise to Qin Ruoyu before leaving, but also Tang Dao's decision to enter the battlefield known as the 'Sixing Warehouse'.

Those Chinese elites can die on the battlefield, but they must not die in despicable political compromises. When the time is right, he will rescue them from the sea of ​​suffering.

This time, the opportunity finally came.

He knew the thoughts of those westerners too well. They just wanted to protect their own interests in Songhu. How those Chinese troops were sacrificed was not important at all.

Even in time and space, in order to meet the demands of the Japanese, they did not even guarantee the supply of enough food. As a result, the officers and soldiers under house arrest in the barracks had to sell their personal belongings in exchange for food.

It was under this kind of mental and physical torture that some people couldn't help but defected to the Japanese and attacked Chief Xie Jinyuan who was speaking in the morning exercises with a knife.

In this time and space, because of the more tragic resistance of Tang Dao and Lei Xiong, people from all walks of life in the concession have a deeper memory. The officers and soldiers of the 542 regiment who were under house arrest in the barracks did not say how good they were. It can be guaranteed that even the major general commander in the West has ordered not to treat Chinese soldiers harshly.

However, freedom of movement is still strictly restricted, and problems will inevitably arise if the closure lasts for a long time.

Faced with Yang Zongdao's shaking of his head and refusal, Tang Dao was not surprised.

The principal set the benchmark of his four-element regiment, and naturally he didn't want to be slapped in the face. In private, he tried to rescue his own army through diplomatic negotiations, but the high-level officials in the Western Concession chose to refuse after all because they were afraid of angering the Japanese.

The lives and deaths of hundreds of people are irrelevant to a country. In this big river and lake of the earth, all they want is a face. The same is true for the Japanese. Seeing that the Westerners are so upright, they naturally gave the Westerners some money in other places. convenient.

However, who cares about the ultimate fate of these elite troops who are insignificant under the pressure of national power?They can give their lives and blood for this country, but they shouldn't just be thrown away.

So, after 9 months, Tang Dao came.

This time, he wanted to take away hundreds of officers and soldiers from the barracks. In his four-element regiment, he also reserved places for these elites, as long as they wanted to fight the Japanese.

"My rescue operation does not require Boss Yang and your people to intervene, but I need Boss Yang to bear the name of this operation." Tang Dao looked calm.

Yang Zongdao was dumbfounded.

He understands Tang Dao's dedication to saving people.

One of the three irons in life, they have carried guns together, and many soldiers are willing to go through fire and water for their comrades in arms.

What shocked this veteran agent whose emotional control had reached a very high level was Tang Dao's rhetoric. As a result, for him, it could be said that he was sitting at home and his achievements fell from the sky.

The task of rescuing the 542 regiment was sent out by telegram eight months ago by the top person in charge of the military command. Even if only Xie Jinyuan, who had been promoted to the head of the 542 regiment, and several battalion and company-level officers were rescued, it was a great achievement.

But this is by no means an easy task, or arguably an impossible task.

In the past few months, he has tried his best in the Songhu Concession and even the Japanese, but he can't achieve his goal. How can Tang Dao, who is new to Songhu, dare to speak so brazenly?

What did Tang Dao use to save people, what, led his infantry regiment to conquer the Western concession?
"Since I'm here, I have my own solution. At that time, I will ask Boss Yang to cooperate, and I will tell your Shangfeng that you have planned for several months, and I also believe that Boss Yang, you have already done a lot. A plan, including how to send people out of Songhu safely." Tang Dao continued.

"Okay! If you can really save people from the barracks, why don't I promise you? I can assure you that there will never be a third person who knows the truth except you and me." Yang Zongdao who put away his complicated emotions is worthy of being a veteran The spy quickly regained his composure and made a promise to Tang Dao.

He knew that the biggest reason why Tang Dao came to him was that he didn't want Tang Dao's shadow to appear in this matter, and he even didn't hesitate to expose his private relationship with Brigadier Cheng.

Apart from himself, Brigadier Cheng, and Brigadier Cheng's superior, Mr. Zhou, no one else in this world knows that he and Brigadier Cheng have known each other since they were teenagers, and they respect him very much, even if it is him The kind of ideal that borders on idealism.

He also hopes that the working people in the world can exchange hard work for a full meal, but someone now is obviously powerless.

However, with the passage of time, I almost forgot my ideal in the vortex, until today I saw the name deeply in my memory again, and the fire in his heart was ignited again, that group of people did not die, they Still fighting for my ideal.

Of course, the premise is to drive away the Japanese bandits first.

I'm afraid even Tang Dao himself doesn't know that what he is facing is a well-trained spy chief of the national government, but at the same time he is also a spy with ideals.

"That's it, I will notify Boss Yang when I am done." Tang Dao stood up and stretched out his hand to Yang Zongdao.

"If you have any difficulties in the concession, you can come to me. If the result can be as Mr. Tang you said, I may not necessarily bring you a small surprise." Yang Zongdao stretched out his hand to hold Tang The hand of the knife, replied with a smile.

"Oh? Can Boss Yang tell Tang in advance, so that Tang can be happy now?" Tang Dao pretended to be surprised.

"If I said it in advance, it wouldn't be a surprise, Mr. Tang, what do you think?" Yang Zongdao smiled mysteriously.

This guy really deserves to be a spy, Tang Dao complained silently in his heart.

He knew that this was a small hole deliberately dug by the middle-aged man in revenge for shocking him by revealing his identity, but curiosity itself is human nature.

Tang Dao, who was curious in his heart when he walked out of the tea room, probably didn't expect that the surprise given by an ideal spy is really not small.

But for Tang Dao at this time, the legitimate "Back-Back Man" has been found, and all his thoughts have been put on the upcoming "Yihua" operation.

Sir, I will see you soon.

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