spy cloud

At the Central Bureau of Investigation's headquarters in Chongqing, Xu Zengen looked at the telegram in his hand, the smile on his face never stopping.

"Okay, okay, okay, the Japanese are so rampant. Report it to the whole country and stir up anti-Japanese enthusiasm again. We must let the people of the whole country see the ugly face of the Japanese."

"It's a pity for the 35 comrades who sacrificed their lives. However, your death will be worthy and valuable, and will be remembered by millions of people across the country."

As he said this, he put the telegram on the table, looked at the secretary who was walking in, and instructed seriously: "Have someone write a news release. Not only write it, but also record it in all the newspapers and miscellaneous notes. We must publicize the matter."

"Let the people of the whole country see the crimes committed by the Japanese. The only way out for us is to fight the Japanese. Only by fighting the Japanese can our Chinese nation stand up!"

"At the same time, notify all propaganda departments to cooperate well. Anyone who fails to deliver will be invited to come to our Central Bureau for a cup of tea!"

"Yes!"

The secretary took the telegram and walked out of the office. He wanted to go back to copy the telegram and then hand over the original.

Xu Zengen, who was just sitting in the office, watched the secretary leave the office, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

After all, the telegram said that 35 unsung Chinese heroes had died at the hands of the Japanese, and the leakage of poison gas directly led to the deaths of a large number of Japanese gendarmerie officers in Shanghai, more than people.

There were more than five hundred Japanese military police, and he almost died of laughter.

After all, so many gendarmes were poisoned to death by their own people. It would be too much of a joke to tell this to others.

No one would do this unless they were a fool, but the Japanese did it.

Xu Zengen even suspected that there was something wrong with the Japanese brain, otherwise, they would not have made such a mistake.

But after changing his mind, he immediately started laughing.

Who the hell is crazy enough to conduct virus experiments in the gendarmerie? If this doesn't work, the entire gendarmerie will be wiped out.

There is definitely water in it, and it is not a small amount.

There must be something more important hidden in it. Anyone with a brain would not think so. The Japanese conducted experiments in the gendarmerie and poisoned more than 500 of their own people.

The question is, are there many people with brains like this?

Not much. Now that he had such an excuse, how could Xu Zengen not use it?

This is the meat that is served to your mouth. If you don’t eat it, you will be doing a disservice to yourself and the people of the whole country.

In particular, he poisoned more than 500 people to death. Although we don’t know whether it is true or not, it is definitely the biggest joke in Japanese history. He poisoned himself to death.

The more I think about it, the funnier it seems. The more I think about it, the more this method of operation seems familiar.

After a while, he couldn't help but open his eyes wide, almost unable to believe it.

Even the cigarette butt in his hand was about to burn his hand, and he kept muttering: "No way, no way, it can't be the masterpiece of this bastard again!"

In Shanghai, the only person who could deal with so many Japanese military police at one time might be Zhang Tianhao.

"Good boy, only you can do this, hahaha!"

The more I think about it, the funnier it gets. The happier I feel. After all, it was Zhang Tianhao who did it. His actions definitely boosted the morale of the Chinese people.

"Hahaha, you little devils, you've been fooled again!"

Indeed, he could imagine that the Japanese would be so angry that they would want to eat Zhang Tianhao alive.

But they couldn't find Zhang Tianhao no matter how hard they looked. After all, this person was hiding too deeply. Even Xu Zengen from the Central Bureau of Investigation had no idea where Zhang Tianhao was hiding or what his identity was.

Perhaps, apart from Zhang Tianhao himself, no one in Shanghai knew where he was hiding and what identity he was living under.

"Interesting, interesting."

"Kid, kill more Japanese. I'm counting on you!"

He muttered something, then immediately walked to the wine rack on the side, picked up a bottle of red wine, poured himself a glass, returned to his seat, and began to taste the wine with a happy mood. …

Similarly, at the Yan'an headquarters, Lao Li looked at this plain text telegram and he could guess who wrote it without even having to guess.

After all, the only one who could do such a thing was Zhang Tianhao.

After all, in Shanghai, only Zhang Tianhao could afford to do such a big thing, or even make such a big move.

"Hahaha!"

As he watched, he could not help laughing, and was almost as happy as a child.

There is no need to guess, he can be sure that this matter is at least 50% true. So many people died, it can't be fake. As for the human experiments, he is even more certain that it is fake.

After all, no one is a fool. Can such a thing be done in the gendarmerie? Isn't that just seeking death?

As for how the military police died, that was none of his business. As long as the Japanese were dead, that was the best proof.

"Hahaha, this kid really gave me a big surprise!"

While smiling, he picked up the phone on the table and called the bosses to let them all know the information and then launch another publicity campaign.

The worse the Japanese's reputation, the happier he is.

What's more, the Japanese suffered a great loss in the Battle of Changsha a few days ago, and it seemed that the guy had passed the information over.

"Commander, it's like this!"

When he heard the other party pick up the phone, he directly explained the situation and even reported the latest intelligence.

"What did you say? It's this guy again. No wonder the Japanese issued a hunting order again, saying that this guy is more powerful than three Japanese divisions."

"What, three divisions, the price has increased again!"

When Old Li heard this, he was also stunned, and immediately shouted in surprise.

"As the head of intelligence, how come you didn't get the news before us? This is not good!"

"Commander, I'm sorry, I haven't received any news about this yet!"

Lao Li apologized immediately, with a wider smile on his face.

The more successful Zhang Tianhao is, the more beneficial it will be to the war of resistance, and the happier they will be.

"Yes, this guy is a talent, a real talent!"

Accidentally, even the chief started swearing, and it was obvious that he was also very happy.

"Oh, right, this guy probably cheated the Japanese and made them pay a heavy price. Otherwise, the Japanese wouldn't have added another 2 million to the reward. The reward for the Japanese in Shanghai alone has been increased to 5 million, not to mention the Japanese in other places."

"Another two million has been added. If you add it up, doesn't that mean the reward has reached 10 million yuan? Commander, why don't we sell him off for 10 million? Haha!"

"You are the only one who can give me 10 million. I want to see who dares to do this. I offer a reward of 10 million. If someone really betrays me, I guess the whole Chinese people will criticize him to death. He only has money but no life to spend it!"

"Just kidding, just kidding, aren't we short of money?"

Old Li also smiled awkwardly and stopped talking.

"But you're right, kid. That guy really screwed the Japanese. During the Battle of Changsha, the list of names he sent over really caused the Japanese to fail in this battle, and it happened the night before the battle. The Japanese really hated him."

"Yeah, I really hate it."

"Okay, there is one more thing. This matter must be publicized for me. It must be publicized well and thoroughly." (End of this chapter)