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Chapter 792 Sweeping (2)

"Long Wu, you did a good job yesterday, don't worry, I won't forget your benefits."

"Thank you, Chief Xu, for your kindness. The villain is not surprised."

"Stop talking nonsense, and continue to search for traces of the Japanese."

"Yes, yes, the villain will definitely do his best."

"I'm not doing my best, but I have to find a few more spies!"

Time went back to 11:[-] in the morning, in a coffee shop on Shanghai News Road, Xu Enzeng knocked on the table, and spoke very bluntly to a man in a satin suit on the opposite side. There were many Secret Service Headquarters agents standing beside them and inside and outside the shop.

Hearing this, the man known as Long Wu smiled wryly: "Mr. Xu, my brothers and I are discussing life in the concession. If I offend the Japanese, it will be difficult for me to continue my business in the future."

"It's hard to go on, isn't it possible to go on? Believe it or not, I will make your business impossible now." Xu Enzeng put on his momentum, and his words were full of threats.

After wiping his shiny back, he pointed to the corner of the street again: "You know where that is, the Public Settlement Patrol House, as long as I give an order, someone will naturally wipe out your little gang.

Don't think that if someone calls you a few times, you will really become a master. To be a human being, the most important thing is to recognize your own position. You should not offend people who should not be offended. This is Xu's experience.

In addition, I heard that your business is very big, even the gas company across the road is yours, if you encounter difficulties in business, you can contact me, I will not take advantage of you, just give me [-]% of the shares. "

Pooh!
You are not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue.

Long Wu's heart was full of anger. It was nothing good for him to help the Secret Service Headquarters, and the other party wanted to benefit from him. How could there be such a brazen person in the world.

Everyone knows that the people of Shanghai like the modern lifestyle of foreigners the most, and they are more willing to pay for this lifestyle. How could it be possible to lose money running a gas company in the concession.

However, considering certain things, he forced a smile and nodded: "It is said that you are donating money, the villain has seen it today, and being able to cooperate with Chief Xu is the blessing of Long Mou's eight lifetimes of cultivation."

"Yes, this coffee is good."

After getting what he wanted, Xu Enzeng looked at the gas company that was being renovated and smiled, then frowned suddenly, raised his finger and said in dissatisfaction.

"You have to look like a business in your career. You don't need to do those flashy things. Why spend such a waste of money? It's completely unnecessary. Hurry up and dismantle it for me."

On the side of the small three-story building where the gas company is located, there is an extended balcony supported by four thick concrete columns, which is only across the river from the junction of the Chinese border and the Japanese-occupied area.

"Mr. Xu, this has already been repaired. Wouldn't it be a waste to dismantle it? The scenery here is very beautiful at night. In the future, if you bring your wife to Shanghai, you can enjoy the beautiful scenery here."

"this."

Xu Enzeng blinked his eyes, and said vaguely: "This statement is reasonable, so let's not take this as an example. If there is such a large expenditure in the future, you must discuss it with me before making a decision."

Long Wu nodded quickly, his attitude became more respectful, and he enthusiastically talked about the development prospects of the gas company. The more they chatted, the happier they were.

In the car, a young man wearing a peaked cap looked around vigilantly, paused when his eyes turned to the coffee shop, and turned to report to Song Minghaohui in the back seat.

"Deputy Section Chief Song, look, that seems to be Xu Enzeng."

Surnamed Xu?
Hearing the old enemy's name, Song Minghao, who was originally lazy, suddenly stood up, lifted the corner of the curtain to look outside, and sure enough, he saw the gesticulating old Xu and a stranger.

It is not accurate to say that they are strangers. Two days ago, the shoe repairman who followed Gui Youguang went to a gambling house.

It was this person who talked happily with Xu Enzeng, and their target today was related to a company of the other party. Is this a coincidence? An old intelligence officer would not believe in a coincidence.

"Bring your camera and take pictures."

Without any hesitation, Song Minghao gave orders to his subordinates. He really didn't expect that there would be unexpected rewards when he came out to perform the mission. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he looked down at his watch.

At the same time, an old Renault truck came from a distance and stopped abruptly when it reached the side of the gas company near the river. The driver jumped out of the car and ran towards the public toilet, clutching his stomach.

People have three urgencies, and the people around didn't notice anything wrong. It wasn't until 2 minutes later that the bottom of the truck started to emit flames and crackling noises, and some people realized that the situation was not good.

Several patrolling policemen had received professional training. Seeing the explosive signs on the tarpaulin of the truck, they were frightened and went to call the fire alarm while evacuating pedestrians, watching the fire from a distance getting bigger and bigger.

Someone in the coffee shop saw that the company he had just acquired was on fire, and hurried to the door. After confirming that it was only a truck that had been burned, he let out a long sigh of relief, and then grabbed Long Wu and cursed loudly.

"Hurry up and ask people to put out the fire. If the building is set on fire, our money will be wasted. Go, let the fire brigade come as quickly as possible, and say it is the property of the national government."

"Boom~"

He didn't finish his sentence. With the truck as the center of the circle, a strong air wave carried thousands of degrees of high-temperature air to all directions, and within tens of milliseconds, the windows of shops within a radius of several hundred meters shattered.

The coffee shop was no exception. Xu Enzeng and Long Wu felt that when their eyes went dark, they were thrown to the ground, their bodies were covered with shards of glass falling from the sky, their heads buzzed, and their thinking became chaotic.

Seeing this, the secret agent in charge of security became anxious, and quickly threw himself on Xu Enzeng, intending to use his body to protect the other party from harm, but in the end, poor Chief Xu suffered a second injury.

A crisp click sounded, and the leg he had broken during the Northeast mission was broken again. Xu Enzeng, who was crushed under several people, rolled his eyes and muttered to himself, "My company,

My company.

As for his partner, Long Wu, no one cared about this gangster. He let the sharp fragments fall on this person's face, blood gurgled from the hideous wound, and soon stained the ground red.

Looking at the truck, before the shock wave dissipated, the eye-catching flames could not wait to scatter in all directions, followed by a deafening explosion, and the nearby citizens who watched the excitement quickly retracted their heads and squatted down.

"Wu La~Wu La~Wu La~"

At this moment, the fire engine, which had not arrived for a long time, finally arrived. Several firefighters connected the fire hydrants, pointed the water pipe at the burning point to spray water against the hot flame, and slowly controlled the spreading fire.

In the chaos, Song Minghao looked at the balcony that had disappeared, leaving only a few steel bars, and the gas company that was emitting black smoke, with a satisfied smile on his face. So many dangerous goods were not wasted.

This level of destruction, the Japanese would definitely not be able to restore it within a few weeks. At that time, Shanghai would probably be in the hands of the government. Optimistically, he patted the little spy on the shoulder.

"Let's go, go back and meet the deputy director, and keep an eye on the one surnamed Long by the way."

"Yes."

The little feature responded, and the next second a puff of blue smoke came out of the exhaust pipe. The car merged into the scattered and fleeing traffic and drove towards the transit point. Behind it, a striking column of smoke circled into the sky.

More than an hour later, Song Minghao checked into a hotel in the French Concession with his suitcase, chatted with the waiter in proficient French, boarded the elevator, and walked into a room calmly.

Safety is the most important thing when performing missions in unfamiliar places. After checking whether there is any bugging equipment in the house, he opened the door and stretched his head to look outside. After confirming that no one was there, he quickly walked to the opposite door and knocked.

"come in."

Before the knock on the door fell, Zuo Zhong's voice sounded in the room. Song Minghao twisted his handle, opened the door and got in. He nodded to Wu Jingzhong and Gui Youguang who were standing there, and his eyes rested on Wu Chunyang, whose head was wrapped in gauze.

"Okay, don't look at it, this kid was hit by a cracked rock when he was blasting an anti-aircraft artillery position on the roof, and he could be injured 200 meters away. I don't know which god he offended. Hit."

Zuo Zhong, who was sitting on the sofa, explained angrily, and then looked at several people: "Lao Song is here, please tell us about the completion of the mission and the number of casualties, and report to Jinling immediately.

Commander Zhang is definitely waiting for our news. Now that the army is gathering, the shameful battle cannot be caused by the Secret Service. You and I cannot bear this responsibility. Even the bureau chiefs have to plead guilty to the leader. "

"Yes, the several targets under Beizhi's responsibility were all successful, and the damage reached the expected level. The Japanese fortifications north of the Sioux City River and east of Huajie were completely wiped out. The next step of the Guo army will not be hindered.

There have been no casualties so far. I arranged for the operatives to go to the safe house to temporarily avoid the limelight, and then come out for activities after the incident is over, in case the police in the concession find clues. Those fake foreign devils are really annoying. "

Song Minghao, as the deputy chief of the intelligence department, was the first to report.

Then Gui Youguang puffed out his chest: "Report to the deputy director, the destruction of the Japanese strongholds around Yangshupu has been completed, and there are no casualties, and they are currently resting in a hidden place in the Huajie.

It's just that the movement is too loud. The half-covered bunker at the entrance of the Japanese bank is heavily guarded and cannot be approached. I can only detonate the surrounding sewer pipes to destroy the main structure of the other party. "

While talking, this guy scratched his bald forehead again, and his voice gradually became smaller: "I just didn't expect that the sewer pipes were full of flammable gas, which directly blew up the bank and killed many people."

After hearing the reports from the two of them, Zuo Chong gave a little grace. It was right that Lao Song hadn't had any problems. After all, he was an old spy, but he was a little surprised that the big bald head didn't have any problems.

As for dead people, they are nothing at all. There will never be dead people in Shanghai, and besides, the people who go to the Japanese bank at this time are either devils or traitors. Which decent Chinese would like to give their property to the Japanese for safekeeping.

He was satisfied, but Wu Jingzhong, who was next to him, felt his heart skip a beat. He hesitated for a long time and said bravely: "Puxi Toyota Textile Factory has a large number of fortifications, and it is very close to the Navy Special Marine Corps camp, so the task is more difficult.

There are 13 targets in total, we only destroyed 11 in the end, 3 people were killed and 2 were injured, one of them was sacrificed in the aftermath, so many brothers who failed to complete the mission and died are all my responsibility, please punish . "

3 dead and 2 wounded,
2 fortifications failed to be destroyed.

Zuo Zhong stared seriously at the future Jinmen Station Master and the spokesman for Steepunk for a long time, but he didn't lose his temper after all. He got up from the sofa and said what was in his heart with his hands behind his back, with an extremely sad tone.

"I know that the tasks there are arduous, and I can't complete them all within my expectations. Why are you blaming me? I will explain this matter to Shangfeng and Bureau Chief, and I won't let you, Old Wu, take the blame.

What really hurts me is the loss at the hands of the people. Alas, they are all old brothers who have gone through many tests. The struggle with the Japanese is still very long. How many of us can sacrifice.

Lao Song, investigate the situation of the three brothers clearly and inform Lao Gu to deal with them properly. The elderly and children must be taken care of. It is very important not to let the families of the martyrs suffer any grievances. "

If many officers in the army have troubles, they let their subordinates rush, but they don't care about the affairs of their subordinates, causing many family members to become beggars or fall into prostitution. This kind of tragedy must not happen in the secret service.

Song Minghao knew the deputy director's temper, and immediately promised to do his best to handle it well. At worst, he would prepare a sum of money in the public account of the intelligence department to issue additional pensions. With the reward allocated by the bureau, the families of the martyrs would have to pay for it. starve.

After dealing with this troublesome but unavoidable task, Wu Chunyang reported in a muffled voice that the remaining fortifications had also been dealt with. Except for him who was injured, the other operatives didn't even break a piece of skin.

As soon as this remark came out, the dignified atmosphere in the room disappeared. I am used to seeing life and death in this line of work. The living people don't have much time to immerse themselves in sorrow. Everyone laughed and teased him.

"Let's do this first, you guys rest here for the night, and continue the previous task tomorrow, Lao Song, that Long Wu who met Xu Enzeng, you use some snacks, I think this line is worth investigating.

In addition, brothers, keep your mouths tight. If you let me know that someone dares to talk outside and leak the incident of raiding the Japanese army stronghold, they will be severely punished, and you will be the same. "

Zuo Zhong looked at the police cars of the patrol room whizzing by outside, and said lightly, what happened to them, the patrol room will definitely be very lively today, and Britain and France will definitely put pressure on Jinling.

Just because these targets are targeted, the murderer has no one other than the government. Using so many dangerous materials to blow up the sewers is something that only the country can do. This cannot be hidden from others.

The problem is that they can't hide it, but they can't hide it. When they act, they pay special attention to avoiding innocent people. The concession will not tear their faces, and they are even willing to kill the Republic of China and the Japanese.

But if the matter is exposed, whether it is for the sake of beating or the so-called dignity of the great powers, the government will do something to appease the opponent's anger, so the sabotage mission should be kept as secret as possible.

"Understood, Deputy Director."

The few people present were smart people and understood what he meant.

"Well, let's go."

Zuo Zhong waved his hands, put on his coat and left the hotel. After going out, he walked around the street a few times, avoided the police and got into a taxi, gave the driver an address and stopped talking.

The car drove west for a while and stopped outside a department store. He threw down a banknote and got out of the car without waiting for change. He walked in and changed a few minutes later.

In the current Shili Yangchang, there are more spies and spies from various forces than fleas. If you are not careful, they will jump on you and suck your blood, so you have to be careful.

After doing several anti-tracking actions like this, when the sky turned dark again, a beggar in ragged clothes appeared in Nanxiang Ancient Town in the northwest of Shanghai. After entering the town, he went straight to Zhang Wenbai's headquarters.

At this time, the town was full of fully armed soldiers, cannons and heavy equipment almost blocked the narrow road, and the people closed their doors and windows, for fear of causing trouble.

As the saying goes, bandits are like a comb, and soldiers are like a grate. Once you offend these gun-wielding uncles, your property will be damaged at least, and your family will be destroyed at worst.

But they were too worried this time. The 88th Division is a model unit with high-quality soldiers and much better military discipline than ordinary Guodang troops.

In this tense atmosphere, the beggar followed the messenger, and walked unhurriedly to the gate of an earth temple and walked towards the guard.

"Stop, what are you doing!"

When the guard wearing a German steel helmet saw someone approaching, he immediately yelled, pulled the breech of his submachine gun, and aimed at the reckless country bumpkin, and the surrounding soldiers also raised their guns to warn.

"It's from the Special Affairs Department of the Military Commission. This is my certificate. I have urgent information to send to Chief Zhang. Please notify me immediately." The visitor slowly took out a certificate and showed his identity with a serious expression.

The gas lamp on the shaft gate was blown left and right by the wind, and the light illuminated the beggar's face, which was Zuo Zhong, whose face was covered with dirt. For the sake of confidentiality, he did not reveal his true identity.

The Japanese have been preparing for so many years. Maybe there are spies among the guards. A deputy director came to meet the front-line commander in makeup. This matter is too sensitive, and the news can easily leak out.

"Captain of the Secret Service?"

"Wait."

The leading guard took the ID and looked it over several times, but couldn't tell if it was true or false, so he ran into the headquarters after being watched, and led a lieutenant officer out after a while.

Zuo Zhong was not surprised at all, what is the status of Commander Zhang, the first batch of lieutenant generals officially awarded the rank of Guojun, armed with heavy troops, how could he meet people of unknown origin at will.

Even if his identity is confirmed, the other party sent a lieutenant to save face. There is a chain of contempt in the army. Field officers of the same rank rank first, and intelligence personnel rank last.

This is true not only in the Republic of China, but in any country. Even if everyone is afraid on the surface, whoever doesn't scold Gou spies behind the scenes, if you want a good reputation, don't do this business.

Fortunately, Chief Zhang's subordinates were good at superficiality, they enthusiastically checked some situations with Zuo Zhong, sent someone to search him, and led him to the depths of the Earth Temple with a smile.

"I'm really sorry, sir, we caught seven or eight spies just today, and the body search is really a last resort. You don't mind."

The lieutenant explained what happened just now, looking down on the spy does not mean offending the spy, the kind of person who spreads hatred everywhere will not live long.

Zuo Zhong showed a smile, and said politely: "Where, Chief Zhang led the army to fight against the Japanese invaders, and he shouldered the expectations of millions of people, so he couldn't be too careful about safety.

Besides, I have admired General Zhang for a long time. Now that I have the opportunity to meet, I am too happy to be in time, so why would I mind, but man, you can always follow the general's teachings, which makes people envious.

I forgot to ask, are the spies captured by your army Chinese or Japanese? Has any valuable information been obtained through interrogation? If it is convenient, can you give me a copy of the interrogation records so that we can exchange information. "

"Hehe, what the officer said is true."

The lieutenant's answer was very vague, and he didn't let go of the latter request: "This is an errand for the Military Law Department, and the humble post is for the staff department. I don't know about the spies, I just heard about it.

You can ask the general, if Chief Zhang agrees, I think the Military Law Department will definitely obey the order, wait a moment, the general has military affairs to deal with, let me let you in and report first. "

Before they knew it, the two walked outside the main hall of the Earth Temple. The lieutenant apologized and knocked on the door to enter. Then there was no movement, and there were only teams of guards with loaded guns patrolling everywhere in the courtyard.

"Ta Tata..."

The sound of footsteps came from far away in the dark night, Zuo Zhong stood up in a military posture with his head held high, combined with the ragged clothes on his body, not only did he not have any momentum at all, but was full of funny feeling.

He didn't care either, the war will be fought at any time, Chief Zhang must be very busy, there is no need for the other party to give him a small deputy director down at this time.

I don't know how long it took, the lieutenant who had disappeared for a long time opened the door and waved. After Zuo Zhong approached, he revealed in a low voice: "The general hasn't closed his eyes for two days and two nights, and his temper is not very good. Please hurry up and report, sir."

"thanks for reminding."

Hearing the words, Zuo Zhong cupped his hands, wiped off the dirt on his face vigorously, walked into the dark room, and saluted a thin figure beside the kerosene lamp.

"The Deputy Chief of the Secret Service, Zuo Zhong, has seen Officer Zhang."

"What's the matter, tell me."

Chief Zhang was lying on the map with a red and blue two-color pencil to think about the problem, without looking up, he said that now that the army is approaching the city, he has no time and energy to talk nonsense.

Zuo Chong politely described the results of sweeping up the Japanese strongholds, including the degree of damage and the possibility of reuse, to ensure that the military was well aware of the attack, and minimized casualties and operation time.

Information such as the location, internal structure, thickness of the walls, composition of building materials, how many defenders are inside, what weapons are equipped, and even the alternate route of travel are also being reported.

Military intelligence investigation is definitely not as simple as going to the street to ask people, finding suspicious places and taking a few photos. If there is enough time, Zuo Zhong would even want to get the information of the fortification commander, but unfortunately the Japanese did not give this opportunity.

Following his narration, Officer Zhang on the opposite side reacted, picked up a pen and kept marking on the picture, a smile gradually appeared on his stern face, and when Zuo Zhong finished speaking, he finally raised his head and praised.

"Yes, I am very satisfied with your work. It is said that the Secret Service is the intelligence elite of the national government. It really deserves its reputation. I will ask for credit for you from the leader.

In addition, the Military Law Department has arrested a few spies. After half a day of interrogation, if there is no gain, I will officially hand it over to you. "

"Yes, sir."

After finishing the official business, Zuo Zhong knew that he should leave. He was not from Huizhou, nor was he an old Whampoa student.

When he saw a few spies who had been beaten so badly that they couldn't even speak enough, he sighed a long time. Professional things really have to be left to professional people. If they are beaten up like this, it's useless to interrogate them. See a doctor first. Hurt it.

(End of this chapter)