The train driver in the courtyard

In the evening, street lights light up on the streets of the capital.

A black car was driving down the street, the street lights reflecting dots of fire and flowers on the car windows.

Li Aiguo stared at the dots of light and fell into deep thought.

He had just asked what happened to the man in the black Zhongshan suit.

However, the other party was like a tightly closed clam shell, keeping his mouth shut, but his expression was extremely nervous.

This is the first time that Li Aiguo has encountered such a situation since he started this business.

What kind of earth-shattering change could cause such a usually calm person to lose his composure like this?
Amidst the chaotic and confusing thoughts, the car sped away like an arrow and arrived at the Shijingshan Meteorological Station in a moment.

The man in a black Zhongshan suit sitting on the passenger seat stretched his hand out of the car window and made a gesture. The security officer guarding the gate saw it and opened the door early.

The car was taken into the weather station without even undergoing the routine inspection.

"Click!" The car stopped steadily.

"Go to interrogation room number five. Comrade Farmer is waiting there. Hurry!"

As soon as Li Aiguo got off the car, the man in the black Zhongshan suit led him hurriedly towards the backyard of the weather station.

At this time, the weather station had been completely swallowed up by the dark night.

Only the repeated ringing of the telephone, like a sharp alarm, broke the silence of the night, echoing in this quiet courtyard, adding a suffocating atmosphere of tension.

The interrogation room in front was brightly lit. Li Aiguo gathered his thoughts and followed closely behind the man in the black Zhongshan suit.

The man in the black Zhongshan suit walked steadily and rhythmically, knocked on the door twice, and then slowly pushed the door open.

He respectfully saluted the farmer in the house with a standard military salute: "Commander, driver Li is here."

After saying this, the man in the black Zhongshan suit turned around, closed the door tightly, and then left quietly.

Li Aiguo walked forward and saluted the farmer.

Under the dim light, the farmer looked a little haggard, and his face clearly showed the fatigue and vicissitudes of a sleepless night.

He held an unburned cigarette butt in his hand. Amid the smoke, he raised his hand slightly and pointed to the next room.

"Wu Jingzhong is currently being interrogated."

Li Aiguo pondered secretly in his heart, and at this moment he had vaguely guessed what was going on, but he was not in a hurry to speak up.

As expected, the farmer continued, "He has been quite cooperative and has revealed a lot of valuable information, even revealing a few moles that were hiding very deeply...

Just now, Wu Jingzhong revealed a new piece of information, but I couldn't tell its authenticity at the moment, so I specially invited you here."

Upon hearing this, Li Aiguo immediately pricked up his ears.

The farmer's dry lips trembled slightly, and he uttered a few words with difficulty: "Black Cat Squadron."

Hiss... When Li Aiguo heard this name, his heart was like a storm.

He finally realized why the farmer was so suspicious of what Wu Jingzhong had told him.

Li Aiguo took a deep breath and said, "Commander, do you want me to talk to Wu Jingzhong?"

The farmer nodded and said, "After Wu Jingzhong was imprisoned, he asked to meet you several times. You are the best person to be responsible for the screening."

The special front is extremely complex.

Even if the captured Ditters have completely confessed, they often make up some false news that is difficult to distinguish between true and false out of the mentality of "seeking credit and reward".

These false news usually have extremely shocking content, but it is difficult to verify their authenticity for various reasons. Therefore, they must undergo extremely strict and detailed screening to determine their authenticity.

And this "Black Cat Squadron" perfectly fits these two characteristics.

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

Others may not understand, but Li Aiguo knows that this "Black Cat Squadron" is a remarkable thing.

Inside the detention room.

Because Wu Jingzhong was a half-surrendered person, he received a lot of preferential treatment.

He was not handcuffed with heavy iron chains like ordinary prisoners. Instead, the chair he sat on had a comfortable backrest, allowing him to lean back comfortably and answer the interrogator's questions calmly.

Seeing Li Aiguo pushing the door open, Wu Jingzhong suddenly perked up. He immediately straightened up and tried to stand up to greet him, but was quickly stopped by the two security officers beside him. He had no choice but to sit back in his chair.

"Driver, you're finally willing to come and visit an old man like me." Wu Jingzhong forced a wry smile and said jokingly.

Li Aiguo waved his hand slightly, signaling the two security officers and interrogators to leave first.

After the door of the interrogation room was closed, he took out a pack of white cigarettes from his pocket and gently placed it in Wu Jingzhong's hand.

"Knowing that you like this, I spent a lot of money to get it for you."

Although Wu Jingzhong had never seen this white pack of cigarettes, he took out one, lit it and took a light puff.

Suddenly, his eyes widened and his face was full of surprise: "It is indeed a rare good thing! I knew that you are a friend worth making close friends with."

Li Aiguo waited for Wu Jingzhong to enjoy a few puffs of cigarettes before he said, "Okay, Brother Wu, you are a senior in our industry and you should be aware of your own situation. Cooperate with us and we can continue to be good brothers."

"Are you here for the Black Cat Squadron matter?" Wu Jingzhong raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and gave a helpless smile, "This time I have dug a big hole for myself."

In the rising smoke, Wu Jingzhong recounted the whole story in detail.

Li Aiguo listened quietly and couldn't help laughing.

It turned out that after Wu Jingzhong was brought back to the weather station, he was already keenly aware of his difficult situation, and therefore cooperated very well with the interrogation.

Not only did he tell everything he knew without reservation, he even told some unfounded stories.

When Wu Jingzhong was reporting the situation to Comrade Jianfeng, he met a lieutenant colonel pilot named Chen Guangli.

While reporting his work to Comrade Jianfeng, Wu Jingzhong accidentally met a lieutenant colonel pilot named Chen Guangli.

Although Wu Jingzhong did not know Chen Guangli's true identity, people in their line of work always have the habit of casting a wide net.

With Wu Jingzhong's deliberate contact and dealings, and his status as Jianfeng's trusted confidant, he quickly won Chen Guangli's trust.

Wu Jingzhong also invited Chen Guangli to visit the military amusement park several times. After a few visits, the two became friends who could talk about anything.

Wu Jingzhong learned about the existence of the Black Cat Squadron through indirect inquiries.

In 53, the Northern War ended. Xiao Mei's family was stunned by the strength shown by the mainland on the northern battlefield.

Xiaomei's family urgently needs to know the situation of our family's development of firecrackers.

At that time, the tactical master urgently needed Xiaomei's help. At the same time, in order to achieve the goal of counterattack, the tactical master sent Comrade Jianfeng to sign a contract with Langley.

The two sides used the "Western Company" as a cover, with the United States providing aircraft and necessary equipment, to form the 34th low-altitude reconnaissance squadron (the famous "Black Bat Squadron") and the 35th high-altitude reconnaissance squadron (the "Black Cat Squadron").

The two squadrons are directly under the charge of the top leaders of Haidao and Xiaomeijia. Langley is in charge of Xiaomeijia, while on Haidao side, Comrade Jianfeng is appointed by the tactical master to carry out relevant plans and report the results directly to Jianfeng.

"In other words, the Black Cat Squadron has started its work in the mainland since 53?" Li Aiguo immediately realized the seriousness of the problem.

In his impression, the Black Cat Squadron was only established in the 62s, and it was not until 2 that it flew the U- into the mainland for reconnaissance.

In September 62, the first U9 was shot down by us near Luojiaji.

"According to information accidentally revealed by Chen Guangli, he has flown reconnaissance planes to and from the mainland more than ten times." Wu Jingzhong himself also found this information a bit unbelievable, and added: "Please do not doubt my ability to obtain and screen intelligence."

Li Aiguo finally understood why the farmer was so nervous.

The enemy's planes secretly flew over our territory more than ten times, and we didn't even know of their existence.

Over the years, the enemy has obtained countless pieces of critical information through high-altitude reconnaissance.

And this situation continued until 62, when we discovered the existence of U2.

Combining his memories from his previous life, Li Aiguo could be sure that Wu Jingzhong was not lying.

He returned to the next door office and reported the situation to the farmer.

“After learning about the existence of the Black Cat Squadron and U2, we urgently contacted our comrades in North America.

They just sent back a message, the U2 codenamed Lady Jiaolong, completed its first flight in August 1955, was equipped in 8, and has flown to the Russians, our country and Southeast Asia several times to take photos.

The farmer's expression was serious, and his hands were clenched into fists. "The news from North America is consistent with Wu Jingzhong's news. It is certain that the enemy's Black Cat Squadron does come here to cause trouble frequently."

It was the first time that Li Aiguo saw a farmer so angry.

No wonder.

The sky above our home has become someone else's racetrack, where others can gallop freely.

The most infuriating and humiliating thing is that we don’t even know it!
Li Aiguo was burning with anger.

After the farmer finished speaking, he left early because he needed to report to Haizili.

Li Aiguo returned to the detention room and chatted with Wu Jingzhong, but his topic always revolved around Chen Guangli. After all, at the moment, Chen Guangli was the only clue.

Wu Jingzhong keenly perceived Li Aiguo's intention, but he did not care about it. Instead, he described Chen Guangli's situation in detail without reservation.

Chen Guangli originally belonged to the 427th Regiment. In order to prepare for the establishment of the Black Cat Squadron, he was sent by Jianfeng to Xiaomei's home for further study for a year.

“To become a member of the Black Cat Squadron, it goes without saying that one must possess excellent flying skills.

In addition, excellent physical strength and endurance are required, as well as a stable personality and strong self-control.

In short, one must be the best of the best pilots, and preferably have good luck. "

Wu Jingzhong seemed to be hinting at something, and smiled and said, "Chen Guangli has only one weakness, and that is his love for women."

Li Aiguo understood what he meant, and took out a pack of white cigarettes from his pocket and handed it over: "Brother, keep this pack of cigarettes and enjoy it slowly."

"I knew you weren't the kind of person who would hold back." Wu Jingzhong took the cigarette, put it in his pocket, and continued, "But I advise you not to have any hope of shooting down the U2. I heard from Chen Guangli that the U2's flying altitude is 2 meters. Even if you find it, you won't be able to do anything to it."

"Thank you, brother, but we will naturally find a way." Li Aiguo lit a cigarette.

"Really? It seems like you guys won't give up. But it's okay this way. If you contact the secret line on the island, can you help me keep an eye on my silly wife? She's just a silly woman and shouldn't have to go through all this."

When saying this, Wu Jingzhong seemed a little guilty.

No wonder. Wu Jingzhong was a great hero, but now that he was in trouble, he was still hanging on to his unpopular wife.

"Don't worry, we will look for your lady's whereabouts."

Li Aiguo said sincerely.

In fact, he had a very good impression of Wu Jingzhong's wife, Sister Mei.

Thinking back to the past, before liberation, Sister Mei helped Lao Yu and Cuiping a lot. If there was a chance to lend a helping hand, Li Aiguo would naturally not stand idly by.

It was almost midnight when the farmer returned from the lake.

The entire weather station was mobilized like a high-speed precision machine, and the leaders of various action groups gathered in the conference room.

The farmer announced his superior's important decision in public with a solemn expression.

"We will never tolerate the enemy's rampant behavior. We must do everything we can to shoot down the U2 reconnaissance plane and teach the enemy a lesson that will never be forgotten."

The farmer's eyes were sharp and his tone was firm and powerful.

"At this moment, the higher-ups have urgently mobilized the relevant coastal troops to try to give the Black Cat Squadron an unexpected gift when they attack again. As a member of the special front, we must also give full play to our due role and go all out to obtain more useful intelligence."

As soon as the words fell, the conference room fell into silence, and all the team leaders looked embarrassed.

After all, although we have a secret line on the island, the Black Cat Squadron on the island is highly confidential and is controlled by Comrade Jianfeng himself, making it difficult for ordinary people to reach it.

If we act rashly, not only will we fail to obtain intelligence, but we will also most likely alert the other party, causing the secret line to fall into an extremely dangerous situation.

"Let's adjourn the meeting for now. Everyone should go back and think carefully about how to deal with the situation." The farmer was well aware of the difficulties and obstacles involved, and seeing this situation, he immediately announced the adjournment of the meeting.

After the meeting, Li Aiguo came to the farmer's office.

"Do you have any good ideas?" The farmer stood up and poured a cup of steaming hot tea for Li Aiguo. "Do you still remember Taoist Zhang?"

"Master Zhang, do you want to use him this time?" The farmer frowned slightly.

At the Taoist temple, Li Aiguo captured the other party's special envoy Zhang Laodao, and against all odds, sent him back.

Although Zhang Laodao looks unruly, he is an expert at gathering intelligence. He brought a lot of important news from the island. In particular, Zhang Laodao gave an early warning that someone was going to attack the Wu Han Bridge, which allowed the weather station to take precautions.

Zhang Laodao's status in the secret line has also risen sharply, and he is now considered a senior intelligence officer.

Li Aiguo told Chen Guangli about his lustful nature.

"Master Zhang does not need to spy on any extremely important information. He just needs to..." Li Aiguo moved close to the farmer and whispered a few words in his ear.

The farmer nodded slowly: "This is indeed a good idea. I will ask someone to contact Taoist Zhang right away."

Li Aiguo breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew very well that with the current domestic military strength, it was almost a fantasy to shoot down the U2 reconnaissance plane.

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To this end, he has carefully formulated a complete and thorough plan based on his experience in previous lives.

And Zhang Laodao is the key chess piece in the first step of this plan.

The weather station was busy contacting the secret line, and Li Aiguo returned to the courtyard in a car.

It was already late at night, but orange light was coming out of the windows of the Li family's backyard.

Seeing this, Li Aiguo felt a warm current in his heart and his pace unconsciously quickened.

He walked quickly to the door and gently pushed it open.

Inside the house, Chen Xueru was holding Xiao Hongsheng in her arms, gently rocking back and forth in the house.

"Hongsheng, look, daddy is back." Chen Xueru said softly and gently.

Xiao Hongsheng was crying non-stop, his little face turned red and tears welled up in his eyes.

But when his big, shiny black eyes saw Li Aiguo, it seemed as if all his grievances disappeared in an instant, and he burst into laughter.

Li Aiguo walked over and took Xiao Hongsheng from Chen Xueru's arms.

"Why is it so late? Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

"Isn't it Hongsheng? He can't see you. No matter how I coax him, he won't close his eyes."

As they were talking, they saw Xiao Hongsheng leaning against Li Aiguo's broad and warm chest, sleeping soundly, with tear marks still on her little face, looking very adorable.

Seeing this, Chen Xueru quickly lowered her voice and said, "You haven't eaten yet, I left some food for you."

"No need, I've already had my working lunch over there, you should go to bed too." Li Aiguo walked slowly into the house holding the child.

When he accidentally saw that the curtains of the window were open, he said to Chen Xueru, "Pull the curtains."

"This window faces the backyard wall, and no one passes by on weekdays. Who would see it?" Chen Xueru said indifferently.

"Maybe it's something in the sky." The enemy's elusive U2 reconnaissance plane suddenly appeared in Li Aiguo's mind, and he immediately became angry.

These guys actually have a voyeuristic habit, it's damnable.

In particular, there is no toilet in the train driver's building, so the drivers have to go to the toilet in the wild.

It's better now.

As soon as I took off my pants, I was photographed.

That’s great!

Li Aiguo decided that he had to catch the Peeping Tom no matter what.

Otherwise, you won’t be able to happily fertilize trees in the wild in the future.

Chen Xueru didn't understand Li Aiguo's nonsensical words, but she still walked forward obediently and closed the curtains.

The night is getting darker.

The entire Chinese land fell into a deep sleep.

And ten thousand meters above the sky, a hideous-looking U2 reconnaissance plane was cruising quietly like a ghost.

Its huge wings gleamed with a cold metallic luster in the moonlight, peeking at every corner of the earth.

Beep, beep, da da da.
In the basement of a luxurious villa in the island city of Beicheng, the lights are dim and quiet.

Taoist Zhang was wearing headphones and listening attentively to the series of mysterious telegram codes coming from the headphones.

"Target person: Chen Guangli, identity, Lieutenant Colonel pilot, mission"

As the ticking sound stopped abruptly, Zhang Laodao quickly picked up the telegram he had just received and read its contents carefully.

In an instant, his eyes widened and his excitement was beyond words.

This is a big task! It is definitely a major task that can change the situation!

Thinking back to the beginning, when Zhang Laodao was first instigated by Li Aiguo to rebel, he was just trying to get by.

He was only forced to use his special abilities to get some insignificant intelligence to get by because of the strong pressure from the weather station.

but.

Zhang Laodao quickly liked this exciting feeling.

In particular, he used to have affairs with the wives of high-ranking officials and wealthy businessmen of his enemies just to satisfy his own dirty needs and for money.

The situation is different now.

He is now fighting for a great cause and against the enemy. He is a brave warrior!
Who wants to be a bad guy when you can be a good guy?

Zhang Laodao is also a person who has come from a special era. He has been to school and has a childhood sweetheart.

According to the planned trajectory, after graduation, Zhang Laodao would be able to find a decent job in a trading company and then get married.

All this came to naught with the arrival of the enemy warlords.

Relatives, friends and partners were killed in the explosion. Taoist Zhang, who luckily escaped, became a lonely man and had to live in a Taoist temple.

He had also looked at the broken mountains and rivers on countless nights, with the rage of revenge burning in his heart, but he was powerless because of his own weak power.

On the contrary, in order to survive in this chaotic world, he even had to bow to the enemy and do things that went against his conscience.

Now, things have finally turned around and he finally has the opportunity to fulfill his long-cherished wish of revenge.

At this moment, Zhang Laodao felt as if he was dozens of years younger, and his whole body was full of fighting spirit and strength.

stab.

Taoist Zhang lit a match, and a faint flame instantly lit up in the dim basement.

He slowly brought the note in his hand closer to the flame, and under the licking of the flame, the note quickly turned into ashes and drifted away with the wind.

Zhang Laodao turned off the package sending machine, put it into the suitcase, then carefully left the basement and returned to the luxurious bedroom.

This is a room decorated in Victorian style, with an orange chandelier exuding a romantic glow.

He had just laid down on the bed, which was covered with tiger skin and was still a little cool, when a hot and plump body wrapped around him like a snake.

"Daqi, where have you been?"

With the help of the dim light, you can see that the woman is probably in her forties, wearing makeup, and a high-end silk nightgown.

The woman's eyes were seductive and her face was flushed with satisfaction.

"I'm not a tiger, how can I eat you?"

"You don't eat people, but you can fascinate people!"

"Hate."

Amid the woman's coquettish words, Zhang Laodao sighed helplessly, took off his pajamas and started the second round of work.

Daqi is not Zhang Laodao’s real name, but a nickname given to him by the noble ladies on the island.

As the saying goes, there are only wrong names, but no wrong nicknames.

Just from this nickname, it is enough to imagine why Zhang Laodao is so popular among the ladies.

The enemies on the island were busy planning their counterattacks every day and had no time to care about these little wives.

They didn't know that their backyard had been breached.

The woman who was entangled with Zhang Laodao was the wife of the commander of the enemy's 104th Brigade "Changshan Unit".

After Brigade Commander Chen arrived on the island, he married two college students in succession.

"Daqi, you have to help me with the foreign goods import business we talked about last time." Mrs. Chen took a breath and got down to business.

"You are quite a smart guy."

"What can I do? I'll be starving with Lao Chen's salary, not to mention he has two vixens. I have to plan a way out for myself."

"I've already inquired about it. The US aid plan has been approved. The import of refrigerators, motorcycles, cars, and sewing machines has been resumed. Secretary Chen of the China Merchants Group is in charge of the review. This is a good deal."

"It's a good business. There are too many wolves and little meat, and many people are watching." Taoist Zhang smiled and lit a cigarette.

"Others can't do it, but you can't do it either? Didn't Mrs. Chen dance with you last night?"

"Hey, I've already prepared the gold bars and US dollars, please be kind and give me a hand."

Mrs. Chen delicately drew circles on his chest.

"Do you have any acquaintances in the military paradise in Taoyuan?" Taoist Zhang slapped her hard on the butt.

“Paradise in the military.”

Mrs. Chen frowned and said, "Damn it, you have me, isn't that enough? The people in the military paradise are all ugly, and those women's skills are no match for mine!"

Seeing that Taoist Zhang's face turned cold, Mrs. Chen could only stand up lazily.

"If someone had asked me, I would have definitely turned it down. It's my fault that I owe you this."

Mrs. Chen was not wearing any clothes, just a pair of high heels, and went downstairs to make a few phone calls in the name of Brigade Commander Chen.

After a moment, she returned to the bed.

"The military paradise over there was opened by Mrs. Hu Lian, the deputy commander of the 12th Corps.

I have already contacted her, and she will receive you when you arrive there tomorrow."

Zhang Laodao has been in the high-level circles on the island for many years and knows very well what the military paradise is.

Although Zhang Laodao was not a man of noble character, he couldn't help but feel indignant when he saw this scene.

"Then there's Mrs. Law."

"About American aid?" Mrs. Chen bit her teeth lightly, looking expectant.

"Waiting for my news."

Taoist Zhang lifted her chin and kissed her on the lips, then he put on his clothes and left the villa.

"devil!"

Mrs. Kang looked at his departing back and cursed him coquettishly.

(End of this chapter)