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Chapter 782 Decisive Victory (5)
8 month 7 number.

The weather is fine, the temperature is 27 degrees, accompanied by a breeze of two to three degrees, and the visibility is good.

At about 8 o'clock in the morning, two Austin-branded Ten sedans made in the UK drove out from Jinling Zhongshan Gate and galloped all the way to Shanghai. There was a small British Union Jack flag on the roof, which was very conspicuous on the road.

Inside the car, Bai Longdu was very happy looking at the lush green scenery outside the window. Even if he didn't have a reward of six thousand dollars, traveling in this environment would be a happy thing. Of course, money is the best.

While feeling relaxed, he looked at Vicente, who was vigilant beside him, and pointed to the top of his head: "My military attache, don't be so nervous, believe me, no one dares to attack the great British Empire.

Otherwise, the imperial navy in the Yangtze River will make the attackers understand what fear is. You should take a good rest. When we get to Shanghai, we have to go to the Japanese nightclub in Hongkou to have a good time.

It has to be admitted that the best gentlemen's clubs in London are as dull as the Germans in comparison to the dwarfs who have an astonishing talent for it. "

Saying so, Bai Longdu took out a cigar from the storage box inside the car and lit it, rolled down the car window by the way, and the bluish-white smoke drifted out of the car through the gap, and flew out of everyone's sight. air.

at the same time,

Shanghai Waihai.

On the Japanese aircraft carrier Ryujo, several elite naval aviation pilots wearing leather hats and goggles sat in the operating room, listening intently to a lieutenant officer who was giving a pre-operation mission briefing.

"The target will... set off, and the route of travel and photos of ground reference objects will be sent to you soon. These materials are not allowed to be taken out of this room. I can only give you 5 minutes to memorize them.

The specific content of the task is to use two fighter planes as a team, and a total of three teams launch an air strike together. The first team is responsible for the first round of attacks, the second team is responsible for solving the fish that slipped through the net, and the third team is responsible for mopping up.

The target and its entourage must be completely and quickly eliminated without leaving any survivors. The code name of the operation is Yinghuo. After success, a secret message will be sent to the predetermined frequency immediately, and fighter jets will come to cover the retreat. "

After the polite lieutenant officer finished speaking, he looked at the pilots, raised a glass bottle and shook it lightly, the transparent potion inside shone strangely under the dim light, the man said expressionlessly.

"I need to remind everyone that you will be temporarily retired from active duty, and the paint on the plane will also be erased. If you are shot down by the enemy, the empire will not recognize this operation, let alone your identity.

In order to accomplish the great cause of His Majesty the Locust and the Empire, I hope that everyone will not hesitate to drink this bottle of potion at the last moment of their lives. As heroes, your relatives in China will receive the best care. "

"Hay!"

"Tiannao black card board!"

The shrill roar passed back and forth in the narrow and dark corridor of the warship. The gun-wielding sailor standing guard at the door swallowed when he heard the conversation in the room, and quickly puffed up his chest, pretending that he didn't hear anything.

At this time, not only this war room, but the entire Japanese army in Shanghai was mobilized. The devils of the Special Marine Corps began to strengthen the defense of the headquarters on Beichuan Provincial Road, setting up machine guns and even infantry artillery.

The Third Fleet on the Huangpu River pulled anchor and left the original pier, lifted the gun cover and pointed the ferocious muzzle in the direction of Zhabei, and patrolled the river at high speed to prevent being hit by the large-caliber artillery of the Guo army.

Their sudden action startled the intelligence personnel of the Secret Service lurking in Shanghai, and they immediately used various covert channels to report to Jinling, and the communication volume between Jinling and Shanghai increased sharply.

"Deputy Director, the Japanese moved!"

At [-] o'clock in the morning, Gu Qi hurried into Zuo Zhong's office, holding a few telegrams with an excited expression: "As you expected, the other party has indeed changed, it seems that the spy is hiding in the research team of the inspection and translation institute.

Because only the members of the research team knew about the fake news we released two days ago, I suggest arresting and controlling these people immediately. With side evidence, no one can make irresponsible remarks about our actions. "

Looking at the excited Gu Qi, Zuo Zhong put down the document in his hand and read the telegram again, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he sighed that the Japanese are really very handy, this is what they did after they were going to blow up someone.

After pondering for a moment, he raised his head and asked, "The target has already set off. Are there any suspicious persons appearing at the city gate and on the road, especially those who have intersected with the research team? This is worth noting.

With the suspicion of the little devil, just a piece of false information would not make such a big move. There must be someone in charge of monitoring the convoy. From the perspective of efficiency and confidentiality, the spy accomplice of the translation agency is the most suitable candidate.

Grasping this line is equivalent to finding the tail of the spies, and we can control the impact of the matter to a minimum. The Shanghai war is imminent, so it is better not to delay the work of the inspection and translation office. "

"Deputy director, good advice."

Gu Qi flattered him when he heard the words, and shook his head helplessly: "There are many people and vehicles on the Zhongshan Gate and the road to Shanghai, and there are many cities nearby, brothers can't find out the details of everyone.

The performance of the members of the research team these days has also been normal. Chen Shi, Huo Xingyao, Zhao Kehua, Feng Jianfei, Yu Jingzhi, and Zhang Yun have never been outside the door, and they have basically never had contact with outsiders.

The people they had contacted before were all under our surveillance, but they did not find any intersection with the convoy. Unlike before, the Japanese were very cautious this time and left almost no clues for tracing. "

"Well, the Tao is one foot tall and the devil is ten feet tall."

Zuo Zhong raised his hand and knocked on the table. This is for sure. Intelligence operations are a process of mutual competition and understanding. Now that the Secret Service has become more and more professional, it is impossible for the Japanese to stay where they are.

After thinking for a while, he suddenly asked: "You just said that they basically have no contact with outsiders, which means that there are still people who have communicated with the outside world. Let's talk about the situation. We can't let go of any possibility now."

"Yes, Huo Xingyao, who is related to the Chen family, bought some snacks on the way back to the dormitory. According to investigations, the stall owner fled from Sioux City to Jinling for seven or eight years. He usually behaves well and has never had any contact with the Japanese or traitors."

"The deputy team leader, Feng Jianfei, was the last one to leave the cryptography office. Before leaving, he chatted with the guard at the door. The other party was a soldier from the 87th Division. He was wounded and retired from the Songhu War last time and was sent here."

"The last person who had contact with the outside world was Zhang Yun. This person went to the library after get off work and picked and rented a lot of books. Our people made sure that he paid the money and left without saying a word."

"I asked someone to check. At that time, the cashier who collected the money and the library owner were all from Jinling. Their past experience is clear. Their family and friends all have formal jobs. There is no sign that they have participated in intelligence organizations."

When Gu Qi heard the question, he blurted out that he had been familiar with these materials for a long time, and because he knew the members of the research team and the people he had contacted, and knew that it would be difficult to find them based on the existing clues, he suggested arresting them.

Zuo Zhong frowned after hearing this. These devils were indeed very cunning. With the help of the particularity of the Interpretation Office, we clearly knew that the spies were among them, but we couldn't pinpoint who the final suspect was.

There are only two options now, either let the spies continue to steal information and investigate slowly. The advantage of this is that it will not affect the deciphering. The disadvantage is that there may be more important information leaked in the future.

Either arrest all the people and torture them for interrogation. No matter how strong the people are, they will behave abnormally in the face of long-term torture. The only problem is that without these people, the deciphering of Japanese telegrams is bound to be interrupted.

The big picture,

spy...

This is a dead end dilemma.

As he continued to think, Chen Shi's figure suddenly flashed in Zuo Zhong's mind. When he contacted the cryptography office to decipher the underground party's telegrams, a hint of inspiration emerged immediately. Could they... like this.

Realizing that a breakthrough in the case was imminent, he immediately gave Gu Qi a few instructions in a low voice. After everything was arranged, he went to the window to look at the blue sky, and looked down at his watch with a smile on his face.

time passed slowly,

Around ten in the morning.

The convoy carrying Bairondo and the others drove onto a section of road that was not covered by trees. Looking at the extremely open plain and the few mounds in the distance, Vicente's right eyelid began to twitch wildly.

This kind of terrain is too dangerous. It is simply a natural ambush position. It doesn't need too many troops. As long as someone arranges a few machine guns on the mound, they will not even think about leaving here alive today.

"John, speed up!"

He said to the driver without hesitation, as an old soldier, sometimes you have to trust some kind of mysterious intuition. Anyway, if you are wrong, it is nothing more than wasting some gasoline, which is nothing compared to the lives of everyone.

The car is about two or three kilometers away from the nearest berm. As long as they go in, they will be safe. According to the map, the rest of the journey will be in towns and villages, and it will be safe until Shanghai.

The problem is that the road has been in disrepair for a long time and the road surface is full of potholes. Even if the driver called John stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, the speed was still very low. Vicente frowned and stared at the distance, looking extremely anxious.

Bai Longdu, who was resting with his eyes closed, was jolted wildly for a while, he quickly leaned on the seat and shouted: "Gentlemen, this is not Jinling and Shanghai, if you keep driving like this, this damn car will fall apart. "

"Mr. Ambassador~"

"Buzzing..."

Vicente was about to explain to Brondo why he did this, but just as he was about to speak, he heard the faint sound of an engine approaching the convoy, which made his face turn pale.

There is no Chinese airport nearby, and there is no military camp. Why do aircraft appear, and they still fly at a dangerously low altitude. Apart from launching an attack, there is no other possibility.

He stuck his head out of the car window and looked desperately at the approaching black spots. Soon, six single-winged planes with dazzling light swooped down from the clouds, and flew towards the convoy in groups of two and two. .

In the airspace of the Republic of China now, there are only aircrafts from China and Japan, and the Air Force of the Republic of China is mostly biplane aircraft, so Vicente has no trouble recognizing that this is a Type [-] carrier-based fighter jet that the Japanese have just entered service.

This is an all-metal monoplane with excellent performance. According to the data reported to the embassy by MI[-], it can even be called world-class. God knows how these goddamn dwarves did it.

"Air strike! Accelerate!"

Vicente let out a loud roar, immediately protecting Bai Longdu under his body, not because he cared about each other too much, but because the two of them are now grasshoppers on the same vine, and if the other party dies, he will be finished.

Those passports that were sold, the flower beds and fountains that were rebuilt eight times a year, and the contraband included in the diplomatic parcels, all these things he was more or less involved in, and he had to keep the other party if he wanted to retire decently.

Let’s talk about the drivers in the front. They are almost crying. They have indeed received strict escape training, but the training does not include being chased and killed by heavily armed fighter jets. How can a car outrun an airplane.

In just a few minutes, everyone present will be sieved and become a member of the statistics of the victims of the British Empire's diplomatic system. They will get nothing other than that, and the two behind must be kept.

Only when these two people are alive can their families get the pension they deserve. Otherwise, under the calculations of those bureaucrats, they may have to pay a sum of money to the empire. This kind of thing has happened.

Seeing the approaching plane in the rearview mirror and a small pond on the road ahead, the driver gritted his teeth and shouted: "Mr. Ambassador, Colonel! You jump out of the car when you find a chance, and I and others will cover you to leave."

"No, no, I don't dance!"

Hearing that he was going to jump off the car traveling at tens of kilometers per hour, Bai Longdu shook his head in fear, trembling all over, and firmly grasped the door handle. Vicente was so angry that Vicente wanted to kill this cowardly fat man on the spot.

When is this time, you may die if you jump off the car, but you will definitely die if you don’t jump off the car, what to do is a good choice, even if you fall to your death, it’s better than becoming a pile of minced meat, at least you can return to your hometown intact.

"Da da da da da..."

In the blink of an eye, the fighter jets flew not far away and began to shoot crazily. The gunshots frightened the nearby vehicles and pedestrians to scurry around.

The driver didn't have time to care about Bai Longdu. After a brief communication with Vicente, his eyes were fixed on the rearview mirror, and he slammed the steering wheel a dozen meters away from the pond. The car drifted laterally and brought up a cloud of dust.

The two Japanese pilots in charge of the first wave of attack suddenly lost their observation vision, and couldn't help cursing inwardly. They had to open their eyes and desperately search for movement on the ground to prevent the target from getting out of the car and fleeing on foot.

But they didn't know that when the dust rose, Vicente opened the car door with all his strength and held Bai Longdu in his arms, jumped into the pond with great inertia, and immediately dived into the deep bottom of the pond to lie dormant.

It worked!
The driver of the embassy was relieved when he saw this, and the next second he slammed the direction again to stabilize the out-of-control vehicle, stepped on the accelerator pedal hard and drove towards the woods, making a last-ditch effort to save his life.

Thinking that the target vehicle just lost control just now, one of the Japanese pilots increased the throttle and rushed down while laughing ferociously, his finger gradually placed on the fire button of the 7.7mm machine gun onboard.

A few seconds later, Vicente at the bottom of the water heard a rumbling sound passing over his head, and then a golden bullet case fell into the pond and slowly drifted down into the mud in front of him, making the pond water even more turbid .

After an unknown amount of time, Bai Longdu rolled his eyes and spouted water and floated to the surface. The loyal colonel hid behind the man's fat body and looked out, only to see two black columns of smoke rising into the sky.

(End of this chapter)