wind in the dark night

Chapter 206 Yang Feng’s Thoughts

"Nothing else, I'm leaving first."

Qi Yue stood up and took his coat.

Dujuan asked: "Where are you going?"

Qi Yue said: "Let's go to the dock for a walk. Oh, one of Zhao Guangding's brothers is a spy from the gendarmerie. I'll go and check it out. Maybe it will be useful in the future."

"Come back to my place tonight."

"it is good."

……

Half an hour later.

No. 48, Xinshi Street.

Standing outside the door was a young man wearing a bamboo hat. He had a dark red face, thick arms and legs, and looked strong. He had a pair of robes on his shoulders.

The independent regiment is directly under the military headquarters and has a number of more than 10,000 people. The name was changed to comply with the overall deployment - to stop fighting and avoid head-on confrontation with the enemy.

Tie Zhu scratched his head: "Absolutely, there are quite a lot of them anyway... Oh, the Independent Regiment has changed its name. It is no longer called the Independent Regiment, but the Binjiang Detachment."

Yang Feng put the letter away and walked into the yard. As he walked, he said, "Here, who is it? It's so early in the morning."

When he saw two pieces of white paper in the envelope, his first thought was that it was probably a secret letter. He lit an alcohol lamp and carefully baked the letter paper.

At this time, there was a knock on the door outside the hospital.

When Yang Feng chased him out, he saw only a figure leaving in a hurry. After thinking for a moment, he bolted the door and entered the house with the letter.

On the table were dishes, chopsticks, leftover breakfast, fried dough sticks, porridge, and pickles.

Yang Feng was very happy: "That is to say, the independent group has added another hundred people?"

Yang Feng quickly let him in.

Tie Zhu slapped his forehead: "I almost forgot, there is one more thing... the political commissar said that the transmitter is broken and asked you to send professionals to repair it."

Yang Feng asked.

Yang Feng's residence.

After reading the letter, Yang Feng fell into deep thought.

Tie Zhu took off the dripping bamboo hat and repeated Zhang Zhaolin's words as if reciting a poem: "Winter is coming soon, and the recruits are still wearing single clothes. Let the comrades of the Binjiang District Committee think of ways to raise a hundred sets of cotton-padded clothes as soon as possible." pants, and cotton shoes.”

The original document of the crusade has more than ten pages, and it is impossible for Qi Yue to write down all of it. Firstly, time is tight, and secondly, it is not necessary. Just remember the key points.

In fact, even if he forgot, Yang Feng was ready to ask him: The Binjiang Detachment needs a hundred sets of winter clothes. It can be explained in a dozen words and solved with a telegram. Why send you?
Yang Feng walked back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back, and said to Tie Zhu who looked expectant: "Go back and tell Political Commissar Zhang that one hundred sets of winter clothes will be delivered within half a month! The man who repairs the transmitter Comrade will also go with him. In addition, Tiezhu..."

The young man's name is Tiezhu, and he is Zhang Zhaolin's guard. When he came to Binjiang to find Sun Dalong, Tiezhu accompanied Zhang Zhaolin, and Yang Feng had met him.

"How did you come?"

Yang Feng and Zhang Zhaolin had discussed the organizational issue, so he was not surprised at all when the independent group changed its name.

Yang Feng came back from pouring the dirty water and put the empty bucket aside. Qi Yue knocked on the courtyard door while no one was passing by, and quickly stuffed the letter into the door.

He originally wanted Tie Zhu to take the secret letter back, but then he thought that Tie Zhu had no experience in this area, and if something went wrong, he would miss a big deal.

Zhang Zhaolin sent Tiezhu out of trust. Like the sacrificed Xiao He, he followed Zhang Zhaolin through life and death and was extremely loyal to the Anti-League.

Besides, Tiezhu knew Yang Feng, so it would take a lot of trouble to send someone else.

Tie Zhu took off his robe and put it on the stool. He glanced at the food on the table that had not yet been cleared away and couldn't help but swallow.

Yang Feng temporarily changed his words: "Besides, Tiezhu... you haven't had breakfast yet, right?"

Tie Zhu's conditioned reflex made his stomach growl.

Yang Feng saw that he was really hungry, so he said, "Sit down for a while, and I'll go out and buy you something to eat. What do you want to eat? Pork stuffed buns, okay?"

"No need to buy it, it's not available." Tie Zhu looked at the food on the table.

Yang Feng said: "That's what I left."

"What are you afraid of for the rest? It's fine. When I came out, the political commissar told me not to let me cause any trouble to you. I'll leave as soon as I tell you."

Tie Zhu pulled up the stool and sat down, picked up a fried dough stick and stuffed it into his mouth, and ate it hungrily. While eating, he said: "Oh my god, it's so delicious... Comrade Yang, you said, if we win in the future, yes Can’t we eat this well every day?”

"Definitely."

"Hehe...uh!"

"Tie Zhu, eat slowly, don't choke."

"It's okay... Uh! Uh! Uh!"

Two fried dough sticks, half a bowl of porridge, and a plate of pickles, Tie Zhu was like a wind-whipped cloud, and he ate them all in less than two minutes.

Tie Zhu put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth, and sighed with satisfaction. He stood up and rummaged through his bag for a while, and took out a piece of sheepskin: "If anyone asks, just say I am a mountain product seller."

Yang Feng smiled and said, "Did Political Commissar Zhang teach you?"

"Yes."

Tie Zhu smiled naively.

Yang Feng took out a few bills and took off his raincoat from the wall: "If you get hungry on the road, buy some meat buns to eat. Put on the raincoat. If you get wet in such a cold day, you will get sick."

Tie Zhu waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, I can't ask for your money. The political commissar said, don't let me trouble you. I have the money, look."

As he spoke, he took out a few coins from his arms.

Yang Feng said: "You are selling mountain goods. If you give the goods to me, I must pay. You can't buy this leather for a few copper coins."

Tie Zhu has a simple and honest personality, but he is not stupid. He understood immediately that if he didn't accept the money, if he was questioned, the matter would not be explained.

"I took the money. Comrade Yang, I'm leaving."

Tie Zhu put the banknotes into his arms.

"Put on your raincoat."

"Hey."

"Be careful on the road."

"Hey."

After sending Tiezhu away, Yang Feng thought twice and decided to go to Kaoshantun in person. For such a big matter, it was necessary to ensure that the information was delivered safely.

In addition, he did not completely believe the authenticity of the intelligence. The signature at the end of the letter was the intelligence agent codenamed "Qing Yi", a lurker who was still being screened and did not even dare to show his face. Could such intelligence be true? ? Could it be a trap set by the enemy?

On the other hand, if the information is true, you should be even more cautious.

For Yang Feng, it is related to the safety of hundreds of people in the Binjiang detachment. All doubts must be taken seriously. If you don't worry about sending others, you must explain the whole story to Zhang Zhaolin face to face.

Yang Feng took out the secret letter and burned it.

In recent times, anyone heading towards Kaoshantun will be subject to strict and detailed interrogation at various checkpoints. It is too dangerous to leave the city with such a piece of information. He has memorized the content of the information and does not need to carry any physical objects.

……

It's still raining.

The patter seems to never stop.

Tie Zhu walked quickly with his head lowered.

When he came to Binjiang this time, in addition to bringing a message to Yang Feng, he actually had another thing to do. Zhang Zhaolin was suffering from arthritis, and the pain kept him awake all night. Tiezhu brought the prescription and grabbed a few pairs of herbal medicines back.

(End of this chapter)