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Chapter 1035
"Yankee" cruise ship.

Gui Youguang resumed his attire as a native boy, came to the door of Zuo Zhong's cabin, and knocked rhythmically on the door.

After a while, the hatch was opened with a creak, and the big bald man looked around and walked in sideways┴.

"It's going well."

Zuo Zhong, who turned around and sat back on the stool, took a look at the other party and asked casually.

"Successfully, Jinling District and its subordinate Feicheng stations have resumed operations, and the organizational structure has been rearranged according to your instructions.

However, radio stations, encrypted codes, and electrical accessories are needed everywhere, and some are still short of telegraphers. These must be resolved as soon as possible. "

Gui Youguang put his ear on the door, listening to the movement outside, and made a brief report.

"Have you found out the reason for the loss of contact in Jinling District?"

"The preliminary conclusion is that it is caused by a malfunction of the radio station. The surrounding humidity of Wuliangguan is relatively high, and the electrical materials are prone to short circuits."

"Is there any problem with the thinking dynamics of the latent personnel?"

"There is no defection to the enemy, but there is a passive fear of war."

"What arrangements have you made?"

"Before I left, I arranged for the newly formed team to launch a raid on Jinling."

The two asked and answered, and Gui Youguang reported the gains and discoveries of the trip one by one, and then explained the attack plan in detail.

Zuo Chong nodded while listening, it's good that no one in the top management of Jinling District surrendered, otherwise they would be in big trouble, no matter what they did, the most feared thing would be to stab their own people.

But just because of a radio station, it caused such serious consequences and lost so many elites, which is really a bit embarrassing.

It seems that other local stations need to establish backup communication systems in case this happens again.

The radio station is only a few dollars, and the intelligence personnel who have undergone rigorous training are the most precious wealth of the military command. He and Dai Chunfeng have neglected this point.

As for the sabotage operation, it can indeed play a role in boosting the morale of the army.

Intelligence personnel are human beings too, and they also have joys, sorrows, and moments of vulnerability.

With so many comrades who fought side by side and died heroically, it is understandable that the remnants of Jinling District will inevitably have emotional fluctuations.

Faced with this situation, reprimand and punishment will only be counterproductive, and they should be allowed to vent their anger and resentment on the enemy.

If it were him, he would do the same. This time, Gui Youguang finally learned to use his brain, and his painstaking efforts were not wasted.

So far, the five tasks of reconstruction, sanction, rescue, investigation and revenge have been successfully completed.

It won't take long for the Shanghai District and Jinling District to start working again, and they will continue to provide information for the mountain city.

The two traitors, He Xingjian and Chen Mingchu, were also punished as they should be, and became street lamp decorations.

Cai Shengchu was successfully rescued at Anqing Station, and he is recuperating at the naval camp in Ozawagawa.

The screening for Zheng Shisong also had a good result, and by the way, he was admitted to No. 76.

The three attacks in Anqing, Shanghai, and Jinling dealt a heavy blow to the Japanese and traitors, and avenged them.

In addition, Ozawagawa and his men were dragged into the water, and the military command had a stable material channel from Shanghai to the mountain city.

In the future, there will be countless materials urgently needed by the government to be transported to the Kuomintang-controlled area through this channel, which is a pleasant surprise.

Now that the task was completed, it was time for them to leave Shanghai. Zuo Zhong got up and took out a small notebook from his trouser pocket and handed it to Gui Youguang.

"Go to the telegraph office, report the results to the bureau and the headquarters, and ask for instructions on the next work plan. If not, we will return to the mountain city as soon as possible.

Remember, don't send it directly to the headquarters, first send it to the North American station and then they will forward it. This is the plaintext codebook for the communication between the headquarters and the North American station.

With so many things happening, the Japanese will definitely carry out a strong electric investigation, and the telegraph office must have the devil's eyeliner, so it's better to be careful. "

The so-called plaintext codebook.

It is to hide some information in the Morse code, and after the receiving party receives the message, it replaces some common words to obtain information.

For example, "Friday" in the plain text actually represents "action", and "morning" means "smooth".

Then a telegram with "Friday morning" can be understood as a smooth operation, and the information was passed on in this way.

If there is no corresponding cipher master, even if the telegram is intercepted, from the enemy's point of view, it is just a very ordinary plaintext telegram.

But this method of communication also has a disadvantage, that is, it cannot transmit too long information, after all, the number of commonly used words is limited.

And it cannot be used for a long time, otherwise the enemy can easily find the law by comparing the existing intelligence with the previous telegrams.

After finishing speaking, Zuo Zhong pointed to the paper and pen on the table and added another sentence, asking Gui Youguang to write the message in his cabin.

Gui Youguang looked down at the code book in his hand, then looked up at Zuo Chong's trouser pocket, his head was full of question marks.

Where did the password book come from?

They didn't bring any sensitive items when they set off from the mountain city, and they were checked so many times by the Japanese on the way.

Could it be that the deputy director got it from Shanghai District when he left Shanghai?

Shaking his head in doubt, Gui Youguang sat on the stool, quickly wrote out a very normal-looking telegram, and then left the "Yankee" as if nothing had happened, and after a few laps in the city, he put on makeup and went to the telegraph office.

three hours later.

Gui Youguang hurried back to the ship, and handed over a call back from the headquarters forwarded by the North District Station to Zuo Zhong. If it wasn't for waiting for this call back, it wouldn't take so long to generate electricity.

The Japanese and the Concession had strict control over the Telegraph Bureau, but that was aimed at suspicious telegrams sent to the Kuomintang-controlled areas, and they would not doubt the plaintext telegrams sent overseas.

Zuo Zhong took the telegram, opened the plaintext cipherbook, compared the telegram and started translating it, and quickly extracted a key message from this ordinary commercial telegram.

"Gangcheng, leave immediately."

Old Dai wants to go to Hong Kong City by himself?

Zuo Zhong squinted his eyes. There was only one person in the entire Military Control Bureau who could issue orders to him. This order could and could only be sent by the cheap teacher Dai Chunfeng.

What exactly happened in Hong Kong City requires him, the deputy director, to go there. You must know that unless it is a strategic action, he does not need to end the general action in person.

After pondering for a while, he glanced at the calendar on the table. There are still several days before the "Yankee" returns to the United States. Should he change his identity and go to Hong Kong City through other means?
No.

Once the evacuation is now, the customs and the police station will count the number of people before the cruise ship departs, and their false identities will be exposed immediately. Although the incident in Shanghai is over, they still cannot leave too many identity clues to the Japanese.

Thinking about it, Zuo Zhong's eyes stopped on his wallet, and suddenly he thought of a person, that Captain America who was desperate for money.

As long as this kind of person is given enough money, even dare to sell the captain's name, then it is not impossible to sail ahead of time. Thinking of this, he immediately asked Gui Youguang to invite the other party.

After a while, Mr. Captain, who smelled of alcohol, appeared outside the door. The other party's huge body almost got stuck in the cabin door when he passed by, and finally squeezed into the cabin with all his strength.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Third Mate, what can I do for you? Of course, no matter what you do, you need a certain fee."

As soon as he saw Zuo Zhong, the captain greeted him enthusiastically, and by the way, he started selling, and rubbed his three thick fingers together, as if counting money.

Seeing this, Zuo Zhong smiled slightly, and without going around in circles, he directly asked the other party how much it would cost to sail the boat ahead of time. At the same time, he took out his check book and picked up a pen to write out the numbers.

"Sail early? No, No, No!"

The captain, who was originally smiling, shook his head and waved his hands quickly when he heard Zuo Zhong's words, saying that he couldn't do it, what kind of contract spirit, business principles, just opened his mouth.

Spirit of Contract?

Hearing this, Zuo Zhong laughed straight away. If the Americans paid attention to this stuff, the whole world would be too flat. He didn't bother to talk nonsense, so he directly started to report the number to the other party.

"$1 million."

"No, it's not about money."

"$2."

"Mr. Third Mate, then the company will kill me."

"$3."

"This is not something I can solve alone. The second officer, the real third officer, and many others..."

"$4."

"We're friends and I swear it's never going to be easy."

"$5."

After Zuo Zhong finished speaking, without waiting for the other party to agree, he directly wrote a series of numbers on the check, then stared at this greedy Yankee, and said every word.

"This is the final offer. If you don't want to, then just pretend I didn't say it. As for the check, you shouldn't have seen it either."

While talking, he took out the lighter with one hand and tapped it, and slowly approached the lighter with the $5 note with the other hand.

At the moment when the check was about to be ignited, the captain finally couldn't bear it anymore, took a step forward and closed the lighter, grabbed the check and said viciously.

"Deal! What a bastard you are!"

"Hehe, thank you for the compliment, happy cooperation."

Zuo Chong replied with a smile, he wasn't worried at all that the other party would take money and do nothing, as long as he wasn't stupid, the other party should understand that since he could afford 5 rewards, he would naturally be willing to spend more money to buy someone's life.

Those "shepherds" from Sicily will be happy to help, just kill an employee of a shipping company, let alone 5w, even if it is 1w, there are people rushing to do it.

What's more, this check and the previous checks are estimated to never have a chance to be cashed. Several one-way tickets from the United States to Southeast Asia have been prepared, just waiting for the "passengers" to take their seats.

He waved his hand to ask Gui Youguang to send Mr. Captain away. He walked to the deck alone and looked at the two banks of Huangpujiang quietly, but his thoughts flew to the port city thousands of miles away.

"Buzzing..."

Suddenly, the mobile phone, which had not been moved for a long time, vibrated slightly in the space. Zuo Zhong walked to a secluded place to light up the screen in doubt, and a text message from the sender "Nobita" appeared in front of him.

"There will be guests from the northwest in ten days, and the destination is Hong Kong City."

Looking at the translated telegram, Zuo Zhong frowned. Old Dai wanted to go to Hong Kong by himself, and there were also people from the Japanese who went to Hong Kong.

Just as he was thinking about it, the phone vibrated again. Looking at the word "Old K" on the screen, he shook his head helplessly, then put the phone back into the space, and looked up at Shanghai.

(End of this chapter)