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Chapter 7 Second Lieutenant
Zuo Zhong taught the students what the shooting coach said in his memory and the key points of CAR shooting that he had figured out.

In addition to CAR, Zuo Zhong screened out CQB knowledge from his limited memory, and built a simulated house with cardboard in the police academy for team training.

These things are just imitating cats and cats, and they lack enough professional equipment, but they are enough to teach the spies of this era, and the reputation of left-handed tactics masters spread like wildfire.

The time has entered 1933, and Zuo Zhong spent the first New Year of this era in the police academy, playing around with the students, feeling pretty good.

Not long after the year, the students of the first special training class graduated, and they had basically become qualified intelligence personnel. Dai Chunfeng came all the way from Jinling to attend the graduation ceremony.

Dai Chunfeng went to watch the drill first, accompanied by Zuo Zhong. The students were practicing the so-called Zuo-style action method, which dazzled the audience.

Dai Chunfeng looked at it and nodded again and again: "Shen Zhong, your Zuo family's method of action should be summed up. Don't cherish the good things. The German PPK is also good. Now the department is starting to replace the old-fashioned Browning. The flash bomb you said, How's the trial going?"

Yes, in addition to training, Zuo Zhong also produced some new equipment, such as flash bombs.

Flash bombs are not some high-end equipment, the structure of grenades, burning magnesium or potassium to produce dazzling and dizzying strong light, Zuo Zhong remembered what was said in the documentary.

Zuo Zhong gave the general principle to Dai Chunfeng, and Dai Chunfeng asked Jinling Arsenal to make a batch of them, and now the special training class is testing them.

Zuo Zhong said respectfully: "Teacher, look, now the students are simulating entering the house to arrest the enemy's intelligence personnel. In the past, they had to rely on shooting and reaction speed to subdue the opponent.

Now that you have a flash bomb, you can temporarily blind the opponent. You are an expert in action, so you naturally know how important this is. "

"Haha, Shen Mo, you really know how to speak nicely." Dai Chunfeng laughed twice, thinking that Zuo Zhong understood him.

Let alone a few seconds, life and death fights are a matter of a blink of an eye, so you can still catch people alive. The flash bombs are really good, so Dai Chunfeng decided to go back and order another batch.

On the playground, Dai Chunfeng was very satisfied with the vigorous posture and neat movements of the students. Zuo Zhong is not only a handsome talent with a flexible mind, but also has a good research on mobile skills.

Naturally, Dai Chunfeng would not be stingy about talents who are useful to him. The left heavy collar badge has an extra horizontal bar and a small triangle on it, the rank of second lieutenant.

While the other students had the highest rank of sergeant, and the lowest rank was only corporal, Zuo Zhong immediately distanced himself from his former classmates.

Looking at the military uniform and rank on his body, Zuo Zhong inexplicably thought of the song "Being a Soldier" in Sanmao's Congjun Ji, and wanted to laugh a little.

"Shen Mo, the chairman attaches great importance to the canned food plan, and he also heard that you are a fellow from the same village, so he specially approved your rank of second lieutenant." Dai Chunfeng said with a pleasant face, reminding Zuo Zhong how difficult it was to get the rank of second lieutenant.

Zuo Chong saluted and said loudly, "Allegiance to the leader, allegiance to the seat, and allegiance to the party and state."

When Dai Chunfeng heard that he was still before the party state, he laughed: "Sit down, the chairman told me to learn from the Water Margin when the Secret Service was established. When Liangshan heroes gathered in the Zhongyi Hall, what they did was action. and intelligence."

Hearing this, Zuo Zhong was speechless, he really deserves to be a bandit army, can't we use Jin Yiwei as an example, we have to use bandits and bandits.

Dai Chunfeng took a sip of tea, left Zuo Zhong time to think, and continued: "So the Chairman attaches great importance to intelligence work, and there are three divisions under the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics of the Military Commission.

One is the Secret Service Headquarters, inside.The second is our secret service, external.The third office is in charge of post and telecommunications control, so you don't need to understand this.In addition, there is an investigation section in the Nanchang camp, which is responsible for intelligence on the southwest front.

The two internal offices include the investigation section, general affairs section, operations section, and communication section; the field organization has several district stations, and there are also some overseas organizations.

That’s probably the case. You’ll know it after you get in touch with it slowly. Be careful which department you want to go to, just tell it and listen, and the teacher will make the decision for you. "

"Students obey the teacher's arrangement." Zuo Zhong said obediently.

"Then go to the reconnaissance department. We just need a team leader. Work hard, I will be of great use to you in the future, and you can report to me directly if there is any situation."

Zuo Zhong was thoughtful, it seemed that Dai Chunfeng hadn't fully grasped the Secret Service yet, and even the reconnaissance section of the core department was undercurrent.

But this has something to do with Zuo Zhong. Apart from catching the Japanese, he decided to be a salary thief at other times, and he didn't work hard.

Naturally, there was no farewell dinner in the special training class. Those military and police cadres will still work in their respective systems in the future, but with an extra identity as an intelligence officer.

For other ordinary students, those who performed well were recruited into the internal office of the headquarters, and those who performed poorly were assigned to field stations, or even overseas.

Many students came to bid farewell to Zuo Zhong before leaving, even Gui Youguang shyly came.

Zuo Zhong found that before he entered the Secret Service, students had already spread across several departments, which made him dumbfounded.

A few days later, a new batch of members of the special training class arrived. Zuo Zhong was surprised to find that there were many Jiangshan people here, that is, Dai Chunfeng's fellow countrymen. It seemed that he was planning for the future.

So many people devoted themselves to the intelligence struggle, how many of them were still alive after driving away the Japanese, Zuo Zhong left the school with a complicated mood and headed for the train station.

At this time, from Hangzhou to Jinling, you have to take the train to Shanghai first, and then go to Jinling via the Shanghai-Nanjing Railway.

Five hours after boarding the train from Hangzhou, the clanging steam train arrived in Shanghai, the most modern city in Asia in this era.

Zuo Zhong was not in a hurry to report to the Secret Service, so he found a place to stay at random, called a rickshaw and started his trip to Shanghai in the 30s.

Even after returning from modern times, Zuo Zhong still gets dizzy with everything on the road, such as luxury foreign cruise ships on the Huangpu River and Chinese wooden boats on the Suzhou River.

The middle class waiting for the public tram on the side of the road, the poor women looking for usable things among the waste, and all kinds of citizens are vividly displayed in front of Zuo Zhong.

At the same time, he also saw the Concession, the domineering White Russian gangsters, Ah San who patrolled with wooden sticks, the gangsters in silk clothes under the feasting and feasting, and the executives of foreign firms in neat suits.

Chinese people are at the bottom of this biosphere, anyone can oppress and exploit them.

Along the way, Zuo Zhong saw businessmen oppressed by gangsters, children bullied by police, and refugees begging everywhere.

At this time, Zuo Zhong suddenly realized why so many people were willing to give up their superior material conditions, and even betray their own class, throwing their heads and blood.

Zuo Zhong felt it was worthwhile to come to Shanghai once and receive a patriotic education.

The rickshaw finally stopped at the entrance of Huamao Hotel. Zuo Zhong felt that this building would not be outdated even in modern times, and it would naturally be more magnificent in this era.

The hotel is located on the Bund, and at the beginning of the Shiliyangchang. At this time, the Bund has already taken on the pattern of later generations, and it is the most prosperous place.

Zuo Zhong strolled around the hotel, ready to choose some gifts for his family and Dai Chunfeng.

Only after shopping around did I realize that rich people enjoy it the most no matter what era they are in.

Fashionable goods from all over the world can be found in Shanghai, and even if you don’t have them, you can order them through the store. The service attitude is much better than the legendary shopping malls where delivery staff are not allowed to enter.

"Help, please, let me go."

After shopping for gifts, Zuo Zhong found a coffee shop to pass the time, when he heard someone calling for help, Zuo Zhong threw down a few banknotes and walked over following the sound.

Several white drunks are pestering a flower girl, and the two parties are torn together.

But the policemen and Chinese people next to him were just pointing there, and no one stood up to stop them.

Zuo Zhong walked forward quickly with a sullen face. His fighting skills were only average in the police academy, but he was no problem dealing with a few drunks.

While the drunkards weren't paying attention, Zuo Zhong, who was approaching quietly, suddenly kicked up, and a whip leg swept the head of the first drunkard, kicking him a few meters away with a bang, the drunkard twitched twice and remained still.

Without waiting for the others to react, Zuo Zhong dragged the head of the second white man in front of him, and hit his face hard with his knee, causing the other man to faint.

There was only the last of the three troublesome drunkards, and he was looking stupidly at Zuo Zhong who was descending like a tiger.

"Let go of her!" Zuo Zhong shouted angrily in English.

The last drunkard trembled in fright, subconsciously let go of the entangled flower girl, and said tremblingly: "Chinese, this is a public concession, you can't do this."

The policeman, who was pretending to be dead just now, also came to his senses, ran over cursingly and shouted, "Don't move!"

Zuo Zhong ignored them, walked to the flower girl and whispered to her to leave quickly. He wanted to save people, not harm them.

How can I say that I am also a soldier of the Republic of China, and the police in the concession will not do it easily, but if the flower girl is caught, it will be bad luck.

The frightened flower girl nodded, then quickly shook her head.

Zuo Zhong was her savior, if she left, would she still be considered a human being? Little people have their own views of good and evil.

Too lazy to talk about it, Zuo Zhong shouted: "Hurry up, you will help me when you leave."

The flower girl nodded, picked up the flower basket on the ground, and ran away. The policemen wanted to chase after her, but they found that the Chinese onlookers blocked the road so tightly that it was useless to drive them away with batons.

Zuo Zhong's heart warmed up. Although they didn't have the courage to stand up and resist, they still had a conscience in their hearts.

Turning around, Zuo Zhong looked at the patrolmen who were slowly surrounding him, and said with disdain: "I am a soldier of the Republic of China, you guys, get out!"

The patrols naturally didn't care about the soldiers of the Republic of China, this was the public concession, but after Zuo Zhong lifted up his clothes to reveal the PPK, the patrols with batons in their hands suddenly became reasonable and took the initiative to get out of the way.

Did Zuo Chong panic? He must have panicked.

Because he knew that if he was really going to be arrested by the police, let alone a small fellow, someone would sacrifice even his own son for the so-called stability of the friendly country.

It wasn't until he walked out of the concession area that Zuo Zhong made sure no one was following him, and then Zuo Zhong called a rickshaw back to the hotel.

After this incident, Zuo Zhong no longer had the interest to visit Shanghai. After all, no matter how developed and prosperous it was, it was still a concession.

Lying on the bed in the hotel at night, Zuo Zhong found that the mobile phone rewarded by the system seemed to have something, and it hadn't lost any power after several months.

Looking at the SMS, radio and other functions on the desktop, Zuo Zhong thought deeply, and then set a password for power-on and screen lock.

The next day, Zuo Zhong took the train again, during which he even tasted the food on the train of the Republic of China, and the taste was hard to describe.

In the afternoon, Zuo Zhong finally arrived at Jinling, the capital of the Republic of China, and started his career in the Secret Service.

(End of this chapter)