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Chapter 1028 He Xingjian

In a blink of an eye, it was the third day.

Early this morning, two trucks escorted a car into downtown Shanghai and drove into the heavily guarded No. 76 Gesfield Road.

Ding Mocun, Li Shiqun and other traitors greeted him in the courtyard, Chen Mingchu and Zheng Shisong were also among the crowd.

The convoy stopped slowly, and several armed guards jumped off the truck and surrounded the car tightly.

Afterwards, a middle-aged man in Guojun uniform got out of the car with a smile. This person was He Xingjian, the deputy commander of the "Pseudo-Loyal Rescue Army".

Seeing this, Ding Mocun immediately greeted him with a big smile, shook hands and greeted him.

Although He Xingjian didn't dare to offend No. 76, there was no need for No. 76 to offend the other party. Everyone carried the sedan chair.

Chen Mingchu's eyes turned red with envy when he saw the majesty of his old friend. He had long forgotten about the complaints he made to the Japanese at the Golden Theater the day before yesterday.

There is no risk in doing anything, as long as there are enough benefits, no matter how big the risk is, it is worth taking.

Zheng Shisong watched coldly from the sidelines. Is the surname He really so beautiful? I'm afraid not.

Among other things, let's just say that the weapons carried by these guards are all old goods, and they were dug out from some warehouse.

And the leather shoes under their feet looked brand new, but they didn't fit their feet when they were walking, obviously they were put on temporarily.

Combining the above two points, it shows that what He Xingjian is showing now is just a swollen face to pretend to be fat.

The Japanese did not attach as much importance to each other as they imagined. The so-called deputy commander was just a cover or a feather on the peacock's buttocks, and its function was to show others.

Also, how could the devil rest assured that he could put an elite army of 5 people by his side without imposing restrictions.

After all, this force caused a lot of damage to the Japanese army not long ago, and even now, there are still some loyal rescuers who are still fighting.

The traitors chatted for a few words in the yard, and then walked together to meeting room 76. After sitting down, Ding Mocun began to make an introduction.

"Deputy Commander He, you should be very familiar with this one. I just told Chen Mingchu, the Personnel Commissioner of the Upper Shanghai District of the Military Command anyway, that you are old friends."

He pointed to the smiling Chen Mingchu and said something. After speaking, he changed the direction of his fingers and continued.

"As for this one, you should have heard of him, Zheng Shisong, the former head of the Jinmen Station of the Military Command, and the deputy head of Shanghai District, Zheng Shisong. This is the first time you two have met."

He Xingjian's heart tightened. Of course Zheng Shisong had heard about it. After the other party came to Shanghai, he sanctioned several traitors.

I didn't expect that even this one was captured by the Japanese, and he seemed to have surrendered. I'm afraid Shancheng's time is numbered.

Thinking of this, he first nodded to his old friend Chen Mingchu, then got up and stretched out his arms to Zheng Shisong, greeting with a smile.

"Deputy District Chief Zheng, I have long admired your name."

"Similarly, I have been friends with Deputy Commander He for a long time."

Zheng Shisong didn't hold back, and quickly grabbed the opponent's hand with both hands and shook it, with a polite and respectful attitude.

This made Wu Sibao, the captain of the No. 76 Security Brigade who was watching, heaved a sigh of relief, and slowly released the gun from his hand.

Ding Mocun and Li Shiqun also nodded slightly. It seems that the surname Zheng really just wanted to see He Xingjian, and didn't intend to play tricks.

On the other side, Zheng Shisong, Chen Mingchu and He Xingjian had already chatted.

The content of the conversation was nothing more than the treatment after the surrender, the new position after the establishment of the new government, etc., and the words "fame" and "profit" were inseparable.

He Xingjian's answer to this was very positive, he said whatever sounded good, and the facial muscles of the guard behind him twitched.

All this was seen by Zheng Shisong.

If he guessed correctly, before the other party came, the Japanese or No. 76 had already greeted him and asked the other party to say so.

Of course, he would not expose He Xingjian's "performance", on the surface he was as excited as Chen Mingchu.

Under the big cake painted by He Xingjian, the atmosphere in the meeting room gradually became warmer, and many traitors began to fantasize about the "beautiful life" in the future.

And at the same time.

A small street in the French Concession was much busier than before, and many strange adult men appeared in the streets and alleys.

They walked on the street either together or alone, with the same stride under their feet, as if they were measuring something.

An hour later, these people exited the side street one by one, disappeared around an abandoned lumber factory.

When they reappeared, they were already in the warehouse of the factory, where there were still two Renault trucks covered with canvas.

Zuo Zhong stood by the front of one of the trucks, looked at the concession map on the hood, and drew a cross in a certain position with a red pencil.

Afterwards, he turned his head to look at the members of the backup intelligence network who walked in, roughly counted the number of people, and said in a deep voice.

"You've seen the location of the operation. The time of this operation must be accurate to the second, and the space must be accurate to the meter. There must be no mistakes.

Once the operation starts, the patrol house or the French garrison will arrive within 7 minutes at the fastest, so the operation must end within 5 minutes.

The remaining 2 minutes are the time for you to evacuate. You must keep the evacuation route firmly in your mind, and there will be no time for you to hesitate. "

"clear."

"Yes"

The agents of the backup intelligence network responded one after another. They all participated in the Battle of Songhu and walked through the pile of dead people. They are no strangers to battles and will not be afraid.

It's just a group of traitors, as long as the firepower is sufficient and the action is sudden, there is absolutely no problem in ending the battle in 5 minutes.

Seeing this, Zuo Zhong nodded, picked up a wooden stick and drew a bird's-eye view of the action site on the ground, and called the others to his side and spoke slowly.

"I am the commander of this operation. During the operation, I can only be called by the code name, not my real name or position.

My codename is Tiger. After you decide on your own codename, notify each other, and start using it immediately, so as not to get used to it later. "

In order to facilitate the operation, he reactivated the code name when he destroyed the Beiyinhe base, then picked up the wooden stick and pointed at the bird's-eye view, and began to explain the specific steps of the operation.

The operatives nodded as they listened, and raised their hands to ask questions from time to time.

This is not the time to pretend to understand. If something goes wrong, it will be made up with human life.

Zuo Zhong answered all their questions, explaining everything from the sequence of personnel entering the field to the interval between firepower and so on.

Compared with the operatives at the headquarters, the personnel of the former Jiangsu-Zhejiang action team are not professional, so the preparation work must be sufficient.

It was not until noon that the deployment meeting before the operation was declared over, and everyone took out the prepared food and began to eat in silence.

This is not finished.

In the afternoon, Zuo Zhong built the terrain of the operation site in a reduced scale in the huge warehouse for simulated attack training.

How everyone moves, when to find a bunker, what to do when encountering obstacles, and how to deal with the wounded, all have to have a plan.

After finishing all this, Zuo Zhong raised his watch to check the time with everyone, and finally announced coldly.

"set off!"

Following his orders, some of the operatives left on foot, and some jumped onto two trucks, which quickly drove out of the warehouse amidst the sound of beeping engines.

After a while, Zuo Zhong was the only person left in the bustling warehouse. After clearing the traces, he left a timing device and immediately evacuated.

No. 76 people were unaware of everything that happened here.

After eating in the cafeteria at noon, Ding Mocun and Li Shiqun asked Zheng Shisong and Chen Mingchu to communicate with He Xingjian in private under the pretext of business affairs.

On the surface, there was no surveillance by No. 76 personnel, and the three of them breathed a sigh of relief, but the scope of the conversation was still within the sensitive range.

They dared to bet with their heads that now Ding and Li are listening, and there must be someone watching outside the door.

Therefore, He Xingjian continued to brag for the devils, hoping that Chen Mingchu, especially Zheng Shisong, would work for the devils.

Zheng Shisong did not agree or object, but asked many questions.

This chat lasted for several hours, seeing that it was getting dark, He Xingjian, who was a little impatient, decided to leave.

It's not very peaceful in Shanghai recently, he has done something wrong, he is naturally worried about his own safety, it's better to go back to the barracks earlier.

The moment he got up, Zheng Shisong suddenly spoke up, suggesting that they go out to have dinner together, and then go to the dance hall to sit.

Although the land of the Republic of China is full of gunpowder at this moment, and the iron hooves of the Japanese have traveled across most of the country, the "isolated island" of Shanghai is showing a school of deformed prosperity.

In particular, the entertainment venues in the French Concession and the Public Concession are full of feasting, singing and dancing, and there are some people who directly refer to Hangzhou as Bianzhou.

This He Xingjian is a dance fan, and he likes to dance all night, he is very happy to dance.

Once they start dancing, they often dance one after another, from Paramount to Mega, without stopping all night.

Sure enough, upon hearing the invitation, He Xingjian's addiction was immediately hooked.

He lived in the military barracks all the time, although he had women and could dance, but he didn't have the atmosphere of being the center of attention in the song and dance hall, so he had long felt itchy.

But thinking of the special identities of Zheng Shisong and Chen Mingchu, He Xingjian was a little embarrassed.

Because whether the other party can go out or not depends on Ding Mocun, he can't make the decision.

After thinking for a long time, he asked the orderly to report to No. 76, ready to see the situation before talking.

As a result, before the orderly left, Ding Mocun, who was busy with "official duties", opened the door and asked the three of them how the conversation was going with a smile.

Zheng Shisong sneered in his heart, and told about his invitation to He Xingjian, his attitude was much more respectful than before.

Ding Mocun laughed, waved his hands indifferently, and agreed to the matter without hesitation.

It is a good thing for those who are instigating rebellion to see feasting and debauchery, as wine, sex and wealth can corrode the will and kill ambitions.

However, he also said that he still had things to deal with, so he was accompanied by Wan Lilang and Wu Sibao to avoid accidents to everyone.

He Xingjian was overjoyed when he heard the words, and couldn't wait to discuss with Zheng Shisong where to go for recreation.

Zheng Shisong thought about it for a moment, raised his head and showed his neat teeth, and said with a smile.

"Then go to the Hollywood dance hall in the French Concession, it's safer there."

(End of this chapter)