The Bourne Counterattack

Chapter 340 Subsequent Impact
In the evening, return home.

After dinner.

Cheng Mo drafted a telegram and gave it to Su Morer.

"Mo'er, send it out on time at eight o'clock." Cheng Mo explained.

"Two hours early?"

"Yes." Cheng Mo nodded. He decided to do it two hours in advance. He must report the news of blasting No. 76 as quickly as possible.

Not only him, there are other latent intelligence teams in Shanghai. They will also report relevant situations every night. You have to get ahead of these people and report the situation.

It would be better to give Dai Yunong a chance to go to the old man to claim credit. It was late and the old man was asleep, so it would be inappropriate to disturb him.

Therefore, Cheng Mo just moved the reporting time forward by two hours.

It would be different if we could get the first report.

"I have already called the Telecommunications Office. They will report it as soon as they have news from Shanghai." Mao Qiwu said.

……

"Is there any other telegram information to support it?" Dai Yunong was excited, but he did not forget to verify the accuracy of the message.

This was simply a major victory for the military commander behind enemy lines in Shanghai, no, an unparalleled victory.

"Boss Dai, Shanghai's 'Dark Fire' sent an urgent call two hours in advance. They bombed the auditorium at No. 76 at 76:76 this morning." Mao Qiwu reported in the telegram, "It is reported that this auditorium It was prepared by Ding Mocun, Lin Shiqun and others in order to convene the Sixth Congress for Wang Ni. The auditorium also served as the cafeteria for No. . It was meal time, and No. suffered heavy casualties. "

Since the establishment of No. 76, he has been the biggest enemy of the military. In order to deal with No. 76, he has tried every means to eat and sleep at night.

And now, the "Dark Fire" team actually bombed Station No. 76 in Shanghai, causing huge casualties to the opponent.

The No. 76 explosion, which killed so many people, cannot be concealed. There are so many intelligence teams in Shanghai who will definitely report the situation as soon as possible if they know about it.

The reason for this is not obvious to outsiders.

"Qi Wu, why are you here?"

Mao Qiwu replied: "'Secret Fire' reports are always quite objective. They never add fuel to the fire, and there is no case of taking credit."

Mao Qi raised his head on May 1st, quickly took the telegram from the confidential secretary, glanced at the lines, and immediately stood up: "Prepare the car and go to Zengjiayan."

"What?" When Dai Yunong heard this, the tiredness in his eyes disappeared, and his eyes were bright and shining.

Dai Yunong nodded.

Even if you don't think about yourself, you still have to think about the people under you. What's more, if Dai Yunong scores points in front of the old man, he will naturally benefit from him.

Dai Yunong was seeing off a visiting guest when he suddenly waved his hand and stopped immediately when he saw Mao Qiwu's car coming in from the gate.

"Well, let's wait until the news is verified." Dai Yunong decided to play it safe and take the telegram to the Huangshan official residence to report now. If he was wrong, he would not be reporting the good news.

The simplest and most effective way is to kill the two leaders, Ding Mocun and Lin Shiqun, but this is not easy.

The secretary on duty ran all the way and knocked on the door and walked into the office of the chief secretary Mao Qiwu: "Director, there is an urgent call from the 'hidden fire' in Shanghai."

Mountain City, Military Command Headquarters, Confidential Section.

"Yes."

Any news reported now needs to be cross-verified. At least two unrelated news channels must report at the same time and verify each other to determine the accuracy of the news.

A single message is not enough.

Sometimes the problem is this, but the extent of the problem is different, and the results are completely different.

For example, in the matter of bombing No. 76, if you throw a bomb into No. 76 and it goes off, that doesn't matter. If you say it killed people, but in fact there were no casualties, then it becomes a false claim of military exploits. There are too many things like this in the military system, just to get more rewards and credit.

Of course, he believed that Cheng Mo wouldn't do it. After all, he dared to refuse the orders he gave him. If he couldn't do something, he would just go back.

But as long as you agree, nothing can be done.

Although the idea of ​​bombing No. 76 was not Cheng Mo's, Wang Tianmu's identity was exposed and the plan failed to proceed. There was even a risk of being exposed. It was Cheng Mo who rescued him, took over the plan, and finally completed it.

It is clear at a glance who has the greater credit.

"Sir, urgent call from Shanghai area..."

Dai Yunong didn't have to wait long. The emergency call from Shanghai District also came. It was natural that they were talking about the same thing. However, Shanghai District did not know why No. 76 exploded or what the cause of the explosion was. However, the tragic scene after the explosion of No. 76 was described. Even more exaggerated than in Cheng Mo’s telegram.

At the same time, the Shanghai District also asked in the cable whether it was done by its own people. After all, there are many independent groups lurking in Shanghai, and some who work alone.

None of this is within the Shanghai District's control. Only the headquarters knows the situation.

"Call back to Cao Lijun and ask them to stay away from the enemy for the time being, not to show their faces, and to suspend all actions. The Japanese will definitely retaliate wildly now. The top priority is to preserve themselves!" Dai Yunong ordered.

"Yes."

Blowing up Auditorium No. 76 would be much more fruitful than the subsequent sabotage operation planned for August 8th in Shanghai.

If we attack now, it will be easy for the Japanese and No. 76 to take crazy revenge, which is not worth the gain.

This was also what Cheng Mo suggested in the secret message. At this time, the Japanese were facing a formidable enemy. Once they hit the muzzle of the gun, they might cause great losses to the Shanghai area.

Dai Yunong already wanted to change generals. When changing generals, he didn't want to give the new person in charge of Shanghai District an unmanageable mess.

The news was true. He could go to the Huangshan official residence to report the good news to the old man. This was the most proud moment for him in the past six months.

"Qi Wu, immediately arrange for Chen Gongshu to go to Shanghai via Hong Kong to take over Cao Lijun's position. Hurry!" Dai Yunong got into the car, suddenly remembered something, signaled the driver to stop, rolled down the window, and ordered Mao Qi Wuyi Voice.

"understood."

……

Shanghai, at home on Wangping Street.

"Put the radio away and go to sleep. There won't be any callbacks tonight." Cheng Mo said to Su Morer who was guarding the radio.

"Just wait a little longer. It's still early anyway and I can't sleep." Su Morer said.

"Well, it's up to you." Cheng Mo nodded.

Cheng Mo didn't refuse. He sat on the bed, blowing on the fan, holding a book in his hand and flipping through it casually.

Wang Tianmu not only had a plan to bomb No. 76 in Shanghai, but also had the idea of ​​"stabbing Wang". For this reason, he also took action.

There is also a modified and powerful armor-piercing gun hidden in the refrigerator sandwich of Chen Sancai's company.

This is obviously prepared for "Wang".

"Wang's" travels in bulletproof cars and uses ordinary rifles to assassinate, which will not hurt the opponent at all, and will frighten the opponent at most.

But that's not necessarily the case with armor-piercing guns. It can penetrate steel plates, and the glass of today's bulletproof cars is no problem.

The warhead of armor-piercing bullets is tungsten steel, which is extremely expensive to manufacture. Except for special operations, few arsenals produce this type of ammunition, and almost none in China.

The three armor-piercing bullets Chen Sancai made were actually made by his own hands. This man is indeed a talent.

(End of this chapter)