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Chapter 4 Special Training Course

Dai Chunfeng stood up immediately after hearing this. Is this idea complicated?Certainly not complicated; is it difficult to implement?How much can it cost to build a village?

There are more candidates for instructors who are familiar with Japan's national conditions. After the Kanto earthquake, many Chinese who made a living in Japan returned to the Republic of China for the purpose of avoiding persecution and building the country, bringing advanced technology and funds.

It's just that the Republic of China has its own rules. Some of these people have a prosperous business, and some have no way of life after bankruptcy. It is not difficult to recruit these people to help train intelligence personnel.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. Originally, he wanted to select a few suitable action talents, but he didn't expect that there would be unexpected gains. As the saying goes, a thousand soldiers are easy to get, but a general is hard to find. Zuo Zhong suddenly became important in Dai Chunfeng's heart.

Chen Gongshu, who was at the side, was also shocked. He didn't expect that this unattractive young student was really not simple. He usually boasted of being resourceful, but he really couldn't think of such a wild idea.

In the end it was an old secret agent, Dai Chunfeng quickly recovered from the surprise: "Zuo Zhong, you are eighteen this year, can the family take a word for you?"

"Because I haven't graduated, let alone started a career, so I didn't take calligraphy." Zuo Zhong knew that Dai Chunfeng had a good habit of writing calligraphy for others, and this was also one of the means to win people over.

Sure enough, Dai Chunfeng laughed loudly when he heard the words: "Now it's time for you to pick up characters. I like the talented people in my hometown the most. Today, I will go over to pick up a word for you. How about it?"

Zuo Zhong bowed deeply: "Thank you, Commissioner."

Dai Chunfeng pondered for a while, then said: "Then it's called prudence in the end. The ancients said that a gentleman respects the beginning and is cautious in the end, and always be consistent. I hope you will be cautious in your words and deeds in the future, and guard against arrogance and impetuosity."

Zuo Zhong knew that this was not only Dai Chunfeng's kindness, but it was also full of beatings. If he is consistent, he is a gentleman. If he is not consistent, he is not a gentleman, he is a villain, and villains usually do not end well.

Dai Chunfeng walked up to Zuo Zhong, and suddenly asked, "What do you think of the underground party?" After speaking, he fixed his eyes on Zuo Zhong, trying to find something out of it.

Zuo Zhong was extremely calm, and he said seriously: "My father told the students many times at home to be loyal to the leader and the party-state."

After shouting the slogan, Zuo Zhong explained embarrassingly: "I only heard about the underground party. The students don't know who they are. It is said that it is very difficult, but the students have been weak since childhood, so I am afraid that they will not be able to endure hardship. "

"Hahahaha, I didn't notice the frailty, but I did notice the spoiled pampering." Dai Chunfeng patted Zuo Zhong on the shoulder with satisfaction: "Don't be so ignorant in the future, you and I are from the same township, and we all work for the chairman. Just call me teacher."

Dai Chunfeng didn't think there would be a rich young master spending his days and nights, but he insisted on going to the underground party. Unfortunately, he didn't know that there were not only such people, but many of them.

"Okay, teacher." Zuo Zhong immediately changed his words, and after passing a test, he felt a little relaxed.

Gathering a good talent, Dai Chunfeng was in a good mood, and saw Chen Gongshu on the side looking at Zuo Zhong with envy, and smiled secretly, saying that it is better to be a general than to be a general, and Chen Gongshu will definitely work hard in the future.

Dai Chunfeng asked again: "Shen Zhong, what you said just now is very good, where do you think is the best place to establish this training base?"

If the leader asks your opinion, then you have to say it, but you can't make the decision for the leader, especially for a person like Dai Chunfeng who has a strong desire to control, even though he knows that the Southwest is the best place, Zuo Zhong didn't say it directly.

Instead, retreat is the way forward: "First, it cannot be in the prosperous coastal areas of our country, because there will be battlefields there if there is a war. Second, it should be in forested mountainous areas, where it is not easy to be detected by the air.

Third, it is necessary to facilitate the transfer and distribution of materials in the place of railway or waterway transportation.Fourth, because in a place with a large population and rich products, the financing should be more abundant. "

"kindness."

Dai Chunfeng agreed that Zuo Zhong only proposed objective conditions for him to choose, and he was very sensible. After thinking about it for a while, he thought that only Sichuan was the right place.

It's a pity that the situation there is unstable now, and Dai Chunfeng sighed in disappointment, but it can be built in Jinling or near Hangzhou first, and it won't be too late to move after the dissidents are eliminated.

Thinking of this, Dai Chunfeng said to Chen Gongshu: "Gongshu, this matter is entrusted to you. You need to communicate more with Shen Zhong in this regard. He is a man with ideas. I will report to the chairman of the committee as soon as possible."

Chen Gongshu immediately said: "Don't worry, I will ask Brother Zuo for advice." He was just jealous for a moment, but he thought that a capable person would not deliberately target Zuo Zhong.

Zuo Zhong was naturally carried by everyone in a sedan chair, and respectfully said: "Teacher, don't worry, I will help Brother Gong Shu well, and will not delay your report to the leader."

Dai Chunfeng looked at the two with satisfaction. The old people in the Secret Service now have their own plans, and they must not be entrusted with important tasks. These young people are his soldiers, just like Huangpu is to the chairman.

"Shen Mo, you are a member of the Secret Service from now on, but I want to give you a special task, and you will officially join the job after you complete it."

Zuo Chong was speechless, there was a task, but he didn't understand anything, so he asked the truth: "Teacher, I haven't received professional intelligence training, have I?"

Dai Chunfeng was amused: "Shen Mo, you just want to do intelligence work, and I won't allow it. The Secret Service will set up several training courses in your police academy, and you will teach these students operational skills."

Zuo Zhong blushed, whether it was fighting or shooting, he was in the middle class, so it's not good to mislead others, but Dai Chunfeng must know his academic performance, so he probably has other plans for this arrangement.

Dai Chunfeng explained: "The Secret Service's military regulations are strict, and there is no reward for no merit. You first teach knowledge in school and learn intelligence work at the same time. This is the best way to achieve the best of both worlds."

Oh, Zuo Zhong understands, Dai Chunfeng is asking him to be gilded in the police academy, and when the training class is over, it is probably time to be transferred to the Secret Service.

For this arrangement, Zuo Zhong has to thank Dai Chunfeng: "Thank you, teacher, for letting you worry about it."

There was no need for a heavy hammer to beat the drum. Seeing that Zuo Zhong understood what he meant, Dai Chunfeng didn't say much about it, and turned around to introduce the training classes that were about to start.

"This time, several special training courses such as A, B, C, radio, translation, and car driving are set up in the police academy. You must pay close attention to the trainees' thoughts and never underestimate them." Speaking of this, Dai Chunfeng was very serious.

Zuo Zhong stood at attention: "Yes, the student understands."

"Well, it's good if you know the importance. Here, the Type A training class is to train professional intelligence personnel and senior agents of my Secret Service. The personnel are selected from your students, middle-level cadres of the military and police from all over the country, and universities.

Type B training class is to train action personnel, which will be recruited from middle and high school graduates, and only male.Type C training class is to train female agents for ordinary cover tasks. They mainly train professional skills such as cooking, sewing, and hairdressing. "

Speaking of this, Dai Chunfeng warned: "You are young, and there are some things you can't grasp. Don't ignore your bright future. The discipline of my Secret Service is strict. If something scandalous happens, even if you are my student They will be punished severely!"

Zuo Zhong was speechless, Dai Chunfeng is that kind of person, okay? He had to promise: "Teacher, please rest assured, Shen Mou understands that except for training work, he will not spend long time with the students of class C."

"Hehe, it doesn't matter if young people make mistakes, but you must know what your goal is. Apart from this goal, everything can be sacrificed." Dai Chunfeng waved his arms and began to brainwash Zuo Chong.

Ignoring Dai Chunfeng's poisonous chicken soup, Zuo Zhong thought about what he heard, except for professional training courses such as driving and radio, A, B, and C are the cornerstones of the Secret Service.

Some of the people here will shed their blood to fight against the Japanese invaders in the future, some will help the tyrants, and some will recognize the thief as their father. When he himself becomes a part of history, this feeling makes Zuo Zhong feel like a dream.

"When you become an instructor, don't forget to study. I asked Gong Shu to bring you some books. In addition, I hired an intelligence master for the special training class. You should learn from him." Dai Chunfeng did not say the name of that person. , Zuo Zhong didn't care either.

Dai Chunfeng chatted with Zuo Zhong again, raised his hand and looked at his watch tiredly, Zuo Zhong resigned consciously.

Chen Gongshu sent him back and gave him a book by the way. It was a bit strange that the two of them became colleagues after going back and forth.

On the way, Chen Gongshu said with a smile: "Brother Zuo worships Chu Zuo as his teacher. His future is boundless. I hope you can help me in the future."

Zuo Zhong found that none of these spies was honest, so he really thought he didn't know how serious it was to be a teacher, and now he was just calling out teacher.

In fact, all the students of the Police Academy can call Teacher Dai Chunfeng, just like Huangpu calling the principal, it's just a formality.

But on the surface, the brother still has to do it, Zuo Zhong said with a flattered look: "Where is it, Brother Gong Shu is the celebrity in front of the seat, the younger brother is just a bit quick-witted, it really compares to work experience, your brother That's the teacher."

The two chattered about business, and Chen Gongshu took out a few books from his carry-on luggage, all of which were self-printed internal books. Zuo Zhong flipped through them, and they all explained how to carry out assassinations, how to set up an intelligence team, and how to screen and screen personnel, establishment of safe houses and other relevant intelligence knowledge.

"These books are collected from the Japanese Special High School, the U.S. Naval Intelligence Agency, and the Soviet Russian Cheka with great painstaking efforts. You must take good care of them." Chen Gongshu said with admiration.

Zuo Zhong suddenly realized, no wonder the military commanders often made some low-level mistakes in history, it may be caused by these hodgepodge teaching materials.

But information science knowledge is secret in any country, and it is really not easy for Dai Chunfeng to get so much.

So Zuo Zhongxue still knew how to learn. He decided not only to learn, but also to combine his own memory. He couldn't study by rote. After all, intelligence work was not an exam, and if he made a mistake, he would die.

(End of this chapter)