cicada

Chapter 746 Aircraft
1936, October.

It has been several months since Zuo Zhong retreated from Tokyo, and the four seasons went through a cycle again silently.

Just after five o'clock that afternoon, the party headquarters in Jinling was full of people. The staff packed up their belongings, put on their coats and hats, and got ready to leave work.

A middle-aged man came out of the small office, and everyone hurriedly got up and greeted him respectfully or affectionately.

"Hello, Deputy Director Xu."

"Old Xu, let's go?"

"Would you like to have a drink?"

Xu Weimin, the deputy director of the Organization Department, smiled and waved his hands: "No, it's too cold today, it's better to go home early.

It's not like you don't know that Xu suffered from frostbite when he was working in the north, and his knees hurt unbearably in winter. Next time. "

"Ouch."

The person who invited him to drink patted his forehead: "Look at my memory, I actually forgot about it, okay, let's meet again when we have a chance.

By the way, I heard that something big happened to the Secret Service. Those secret agents were ambushed while they were enforcing the law. What happened? "

This person mysteriously pulled Xu Weimin to the corner, looked at the movement around him, and asked in a low voice after confirming that no one was paying attention to them.

"What about this?"

Xu Weimin played tricks, unhurriedly took out the cigarette case from his arms, took out a cigarette and lit it, and glanced at the other party with a smile.

The person who spoke was anxious: "Oh, my deputy director Xu, who doesn't know that you are well-informed, hurry up and tell me about it.

The world is so chaotic recently. At the beginning of the year, the Japanese had a plague, and I don’t know how many people died. Even the locusts almost disappeared.

If it weren't for the discovery of a special medicine, I'm afraid Japan would be over. God has no eyes. It would be great if all these bastards were dead.

There was also Director Dai who was detained by the British when he went to Hong Kong City. Although he was later released, all these incidents made people panic. "

Japanese plague.

Dai Chunfeng was arrested.

Xu Weimin nodded silently. This year was indeed a bit chaotic. All parties encountered a lot of trouble, and so did the underground party.

As Qiu Chan's contact person, the code name of old K is given to the chief, which is an honor and a burden.

The group of people who came back from Red Russia actually asked the organization to hand over Qiu Chan to the underground party international, on the grounds that it would be convenient for them to start their work.

This is simply a fool's dream. There is no need to explain how precious an intelligence officer who has infiltrated the top level of the national government is.

If Red Russia wants to hand over the most important intelligence channels with a single order, it would be too small to underestimate the Chinese underground party members.

Faced with overwhelming pressure, the chief directly denied the existence of Qiu Chan, and listed his own intelligence team as top secret.

"Old Xu? Old Xu?"

Xu Weimin, who was thinking, was awakened by the call beside him. He slowly raised his head to look at his anxious colleague, and replied lightly.

"Don't worry, no matter what happens, it has nothing to do with us, it is the secret service that is investigating the smuggling and human trafficking in the city.

People who do these two kinds of business are easy to mess with. On the same day, people were sent to attack the head of the Secret Service who was investigating the case, and many people died.

I heard from an old colleague of the Central Party Department that Shangfeng was extremely furious about this incident and ordered the City Defense Command and the Police Department to solve the case as soon as possible.

Tomorrow the three parties involved in the incident will hold a closed-door meeting to jointly discuss and resolve the case, but I think it's hard enough, and everyone knows the reason. "

After he finished speaking, he lightly exhaled a puff of smoke, with an expression of understanding on his face. The affairs of the state government must not be judged by common sense.

The person who asked the question smiled awkwardly, and shut his mouth decisively, because the party and state figures would get involved in any illegal business.

It is estimated that this matter will be settled again. Anyway, the unlucky ones are those Gou spies, so it is assumed that they have paid for the sins they have done before.

Anyway, I can't say this anymore,

Besides, it would be taboo.

Xu Weimin patted the other party on the shoulder, walked out of the Jinling party headquarters with a briefcase, and walked slowly back to his residence on Zhuque Street.

After carefully checking the door and the safety signs inside the house, he came to the secret room and sat for a while, waiting for the communication time to take out the radio.

He held the grenade pull match in his hand, turned on the power, and adjusted the frequency. After completing this series of preparations, he slowly put on the earphones.

There was a faint sound of beeps in the earphones. Xu Weimin recorded the content of the secret message while paying attention to the movement outside the secret room.

Five minutes later, he quickly turned off the power of the radio, spread out the cipher book, and lowered his head to decode the cipher just received.

"The national government signed an equipment procurement contract with Germany, involving various types of advanced artillery, and sent commissioners to the West to inspect the performance.

These include:

S5-106 20mm cannon,
Flak18 37mm anti-aircraft cannon,
SK C/30 88mm anti-aircraft gun
PAK37 37mm anti-aircraft gun,
L/13 75mm infantry gun,
LeIG18 75mm infantry gun,
Bofors M1930 75mm mountain gun,

Krupp M1903 75mm 29-caliber field gun,
LeFH18 105mm howitzer,
sFH18/32 times and 30 times 150mm howitzers,
SK C/28 150mm fortress gun.

It is judged that the national government may use the above-mentioned equipment for encirclement and suppression, and some equipment has been distributed to the Central Army and some front-line troops.

The power of these artillery pieces is really astonishing, causing heavy losses to the personnel of the international column, don't let your guard down, remember!Remember!Ticicada. "

Xu Weimin's face was a little dignified. He rarely saw Qiu Chan repeatedly emphasizing one thing in the telegram. It seemed that the problem was indeed serious.

In May of this year, due to the pressing force of the Japanese, the National Salvation Federation of All walks of life was established in Shanghai, and public opinion was aroused for a while.

Coupled with the organization's open proposal of joint resistance against Japan, the government expressed its desire to maintain the integrity of territorial sovereignty under pressure from all parties.

High-level negotiations between the fruit party and the underground party will also be convened to deal with the Japanese aggression, but there are only rumors and no actual actions.

Judging from Qiu Chan's information, this is completely a delaying tactic by the national government, and the ultimate goal is still to completely wipe out the underground party.

"Bastard!"

Xu Weimin smashed the table in resentment. Now the Japanese are aggressive, and the country and nation are under the threat of subjugation.

As a government, the national government doesn't want to think about how to resist foreign humiliation, and is busy suppressing the underground party all day long. Do you have to wait until the country is ruined and the family is destroyed before regretting it?

After a long time, he adjusted his mood and forwarded the telegram to his superiors, then restored the secret room to its original state, and sat on the sofa with a cup of hot tea.

Tiu Chan's intelligence is as timely, efficient, and critical as usual. With the exact news of these equipment, it depends on how the Guo Party denies it.

Speaking of which, the two of them have been working together for almost two years, and he has been speculating on the identity of the other party, but he has not found any clues.

chamberlain,
Secret Service,
Secret Service Headquarters,

Military Council Organs.

There are only a few places where such confidential information can be obtained, Xu Weimin thoughtfully tapped his finger on the armrest of the sofa.

At the same time, the atmosphere in the Honggong Temple was very tense, and the secret agents all had dark faces, because this year was too difficult for the Secret Service.

First, Dai Juzuo was swept away by the British in Hong Kong City, and was forced to suspend his job to reflect at home, making the whole Jinling laugh at them.

The aftermath of this incident is not over yet, and the people in the intelligence department were ambushed by gangsters again. When did the Secret Service suffer this kind of anger.

What is even more chilling is that the two deputy directors, Zheng Tingbing and Zhang Yifu, chose to protect their lives wisely and did not want to avenge their dead brothers.

Everyone usually does their work with their heads pinned to their waistbands, but when they are bullied, no one stands up, and one can imagine how low morale is.

It's a pity that deputy director Zuo was not in the department to perform the task, otherwise those bastards would have been killed and thrown into the Yangtze River to feed the fish.

"Buzzing~"

Suddenly there was a roar in the sky, and a spy looked up and found a Ford tri-engine plane flying towards the Ming Palace Airport.

Inside the plane, a second lieutenant wearing a flight cap pushed open the door, walked to the seat in the middle of the cabin and raised his hand as a military salute.

"Report to the left colonel, we have arrived, and we are expected to land in 5 minutes. The tower said that your personnel are waiting to pick up the plane near the runway."

"OK, thanks."

Zuo Zhong put the phone in his pocket, nodded to the pilot who came to report, and then turned his gaze to Jinling City outside the porthole.

Looking at the dots of lights on the ground, in a trance, his memory flashed back to the way back from Tokyo a few months ago.

"Go to Germany immediately after receiving the order to participate in the negotiations on the procurement of military equipment, and take full responsibility for the safety of the meeting, so there must be no mistakes."

This telegram from the bald head sent him to Germany thousands of miles away again, but the way to go was slightly different.

The last time the group took a cruise for several months to reach their destination, this time it took only a few days to fly from the northwest to Berlin.

Technology changes everything,
That's right.

Thinking of this, Zuo Zhong turned his head to look at the briefcase cuffed to his left hand. The information in it was very important, and nothing could go wrong.

As for how the information came about, it's a long story. After arriving in Germany, he thought he would be able to return to China after talking with the Germans.

Not wanting to happen again by accident, the Spanish Civil War broke out at the end of the negotiations, and the German government decided to support the Franco Group.

Adhering to the capitalist spirit of using it as soon as it is easy to use, the bald head entrusted him with a task-to conduct an actual combat evaluation of German-made weapons.

The proud Germans naturally would not agree with the national government's dictating on their own equipment, and were resolutely unwilling to share relevant data.

He has no choice but to start with the left-wing Popular Front Alliance and record the damage effects of German weapons from the perspective of the enemy.

The only problem is identity,

It was Europe after all.

Fortunately, thanks to the Red Russians, they set up a special committee and established numerous volunteer recruitment centers around the world.

Hundreds of anti-fascists risked being hunted by the reactionary government of their own country to go to Spain, not one more than him.

Among these people are workers, farmers, employees, students, intellectuals, etc. The difference lies in their identities, but the same lies in their beliefs.

they call themselves

— International Column.

Zuo Zhong slowly closed his eyes, and recalled his experience of disguising his identity and departing from Marseille, France, by boat to Barcelona.

There were more than 200 French, American, British, and Chinese people on that ship, all of whom came to protect the nascent republic.

In the words of these people, each of us will die eventually, and if it is for justice, then it is not a bad thing.

perhaps,

This is the optimism of life-changing people.

But when they were about to land, they were attacked by an Italian submarine, and all the crew members fell into the sea. That was the closest he was to death.

The swaying ship, the blinding cabin, and the noxious fumes from burning cabin decorations could have killed him.

Fortunately, with the help of people around him, he successfully jumped into the icy sea water, and finally caught a lifeboat.

Looking around, the ups and downs on the waves are all corpses. When they landed and counted the number of people, there were less than 100 people left on the whole ship.

Similar things keep happening. Many people gave their precious lives without even setting foot on the land of Spain.

This is something Zuo Zhong has never experienced. For the sake of ideals and the justice of all mankind, these people went on and on, and never regretted it until they died.

There are even Japanese among them,
An American cook.

This person is called Shirai, and the battle broke out while delivering food to the frontline soldiers. Shirai quickly jumped out of the trench and never came back.

There are also quite a few Chinese in the international brigade, and some of them are not underground party members, and they did not come to Spain for novelty or adventure.

They have only one reason, human beings, no matter which country they come from, no matter what race they are, they should respect and help each other.

What he heard and saw here with his own eyes made Zuo Chong's thoughts washed and sublimated like never before.

For some unknown reason, at this moment he seemed to hear the terrified and mournful cries of the people of Madrid under the bombardment of German warplanes.

I saw the lonely back of the Scots blowing the melodious highland bagpipes in front of the battlefield and marching bravely towards the Farsis position.

I saw the steel-like pigeons of South American warriors flying across the ocean and hovering freely over the valley of the Blood Rock in Madrid under the setting sun.

"Boom~"

The muffled sound of plane tires colliding with the runway interrupted Zuo Zhong's recollection, he rubbed his eyes and stood up, his face returned to sternness.

On the tarmac, Gu Qi led Song Minghao, Gui Youguang, Shen Dongxin and others to watch the slow-moving plane and smiled.

The deputy director is back,

Some people, it's time to be unlucky.

(see author's words)
　Who still remembers Zuo Zhong's dream when he was spying on those Japanese tomb robbers in Ningbo?Some things can only be skipped, one is risky, and the other is because it is not the main line, it feels uncomfortable to dance in shackles.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)