My spy diary

Chapter 353 Intelligence (please vote)

In the night, Wang Naiqi watched the car disappear into the darkness, driving alone in one direction.

He hesitated for a moment, then immediately went into the house, closed the door, opened the information in his hand, and his face became solemn.

After thinking for a while, he quickly took out a gun from under the bed, put it on his waist, changed his clothes and went out.

He walked quickly in the dark, sticking to the wall to avoid the attention of the patrol police. Half an hour later, he arrived near a secret contact station of the underground party.

A rice shop.

He habitually stopped outside a rice shop on the street and waited for a while. Seeing that there was no movement around, he crossed the road and gently knocked on the door of the rice shop.

The owner of the rice shop, Lao Hu, was also awake. He hurriedly put on his coat and opened the door.

The two said nothing, closed the door and went straight to the secret room.

"Why are you here at this time?"

"The situation is urgent." Wang Naiqi didn't bother to explain and directly repeated the information.

After listening to the report carefully, Lao Hu's face changed: "So there is a traitor in the Sichuan-Kang underground organization?

No wonder our liaison station in Chengdu encountered problems one after another. It turned out that this traitor was at work. And the Nirvana Plan, the Military Control Commission is already advancing it."

"We must report this to our superiors immediately and inform them to cancel the rescue plan to avoid unnecessary sacrifices."

Lao Hu agreed with this view, thought about it, and frowned:
"But the plan was jointly planned by the Shancheng underground organization and the Sichuan-Kang Special Committee. Once the plan is cancelled, the raccoon cat will definitely find out. If he knows, the Military Intelligence Bureau will also know."

Wang Naiqi knew that he was worried about protecting the "source of intelligence". If the traitor could not be found, the identity of the "mermaid" would inevitably be questioned.

He said with determination: "We must find this person at all costs. The safety of the 'Mermaid' is of vital importance to our underground front. If we don't get rid of this person, something bad will happen sooner or later."

Lao Hu sighed and said, "This person is hiding so deeply, it will probably take time to find him."

"It's too late. We can transfer the suspicious people first. If that doesn't work, we can replace the senior leaders of the Sichuan-Kang Special Committee and investigate slowly at Pagoda Mountain." Seeing that Lao Hu was hesitant, he said resolutely:

"I know what you are thinking. This will make those innocent comrades feel wronged, but compared with those comrades who were arrested and sacrificed, this little grievance is nothing. When has a firm member of the Communist Party ever been afraid of being wronged?"

"Yes, is there anything more guilty and painful than watching your comrades being arrested and being unable to do anything?" Old Hu muttered to himself, regaining his firm gaze:
"Okay, I'll report to my superiors right away."

At the same time, a prison van slowly stopped in front of the gate of Wanglongmen Detention Center. The prison guards who had received the notice had already gathered at the gate as if they were facing a great enemy. The prisoners escorted in at this point must be wanted.

As the car door opened, a prisoner wearing a torn and old prison uniform, a black hood, and shackles on his hands and feet was escorted down.

As soon as he got off the car, he shouted loudly: "Long live the Chinese Red Party."

What greeted him was naturally a brutal beating from the angry guards.

"You're looking for death, but you don't even know where you are."

The detention center director Yang Jinxing waved his hand and sneered:
"Okay, let him shout slogans as much as he wants, but he won't be able to do it for many more days. I heard the execution squad discuss going to see the pits being dug outside tomorrow. It looks like we'll have to send them off in the next few nights."

"It's time to send them on their way. Once these prisoners are gone, we can relax a bit."

"Stop talking nonsense and escort him inside."

"Captain, where are you being held?"

"Imprison them together with the important Red Party criminals, so that they will have companions before they die."

"Yes." The guard took the order and dragged the dying prisoner to an iron gate.

The iron gate was locked and two armed guards stood guard at the door.

The guard knocked on the door, but no one responded.

He frowned unconsciously and knocked a few more times. After a long time, an old man finally opened the door. The guard threw out a blue pass:
"You old man, are you drinking again?"

The old man laughed and said, "How could that be? My ears are not very good." As he spoke, he took out his reading glasses to check his ID.

"Why do you come here to check every day?" The guard yawned and was very sleepy, but he kept urging.

"This is the rule set by Director Yang." The old man said indifferently.

The guard remained silent.

After checking the documents, the old man took out a register: "Prisoner's name, entry and exit time."

The guard wrote down the name "Liu Haowen" and the time, and then the old man slowly opened the door. The guard glared at him in dissatisfaction and dragged the prisoner in.

After entering through the iron gate, there is a spacious courtyard. Across the courtyard, across a row of bungalows, is where the prisoners are held.

The bungalow is oriented east-west, with the entrance in the middle.

Entering from the entrance, there is a very short north-south vertical corridor. On the right side of the corridor is the registration room. A large window faces the corridor, and the guard on duty can clearly see everyone who comes in.

This is the second checkpoint of the detention center.

At this point, the prisoner's hood was taken off, revealing a pale face with a swollen nose and eyes. The exposed skin under the tattered prisoner uniform was covered with horrific scars.

The guard on duty looked at him for a few seconds, handed him a registration book, and the guard signed his name and dragged the prisoner in again.

The passage inside was winding and dimly lit, with cells on both sides. Each cell was equipped with a closed iron door with only a small visiting window above the door.

The prisoner was dragged all the way to a cell at the end of the corridor and then dragged inside.

As the guard left, the dying prisoner suddenly opened his eyes.

In the evening, Zhang Yi received a call from He Shangyou and handed him the list of infiltration agents. He watched him solemnly put it into the safe before pretending to ask casually:

"Where's Secretary Wang?"

"He's on leave because of something at home." He Shangyou said nonchalantly, and stood up to take the teacup while sighing:

"Xiao Wang is suddenly not here, and there's no one to make tea for me. I'm not used to it."

"Let me do it." Zhang Yi guessed where Secretary Wang had gone. He took the teacup from He Shangyou and skillfully brewed two cups of tea.

"Haha, then I'll try Chief Zhang's cooking." He Shangyou seemed to be in a good mood. He took the teacup and took a sip. He said with a sincere look:

"I just happened to have some free time, so I wanted to talk to you."

"Please tell me, Mr.

He Shangyou drank his tea slowly and lowered his voice:
"Have you read the newspaper? The public opinion seems to be wrong!"

Zhang Yi nodded: "Yes, in fact, everyone knows that there will be a war between the Guo Party and the Red Party, but the Japanese have not left yet. Suddenly attacking the New Fourth Army at this time is indeed a bit... too eager for quick success."

It was not just that public opinion was wrong. As the "Xinhua X Newspaper" began to expose the truth, the Red Party Office held various seminars and distributed leaflets to announce the truth in southern Anhui to people from all walks of life and expose the anti-Red nature of the Guo Party diehards, public opinion began to be one-sided.

People from all walks of life, democratic parties, overseas Chinese, and left-wing members of the Fruit Party all expressed dissatisfaction and indignation with the Fruit Party's actions. There were also many people within the Fruit Party who did not agree to go to war at this time.

In the international public opinion, not only the Soviet Union opposed it, but also Britain, the United States and other countries expressed dissatisfaction.

The Kuomintang authorities were suddenly found in an unprecedented political isolation and had to curb their anti-Red activities.

He Shangyou sighed and said, "Yes, it's rare for the Chairman to be decisive, but he didn't consider the international situation.

While Guo Hong was having a great time fighting, Wang Tianhai's puppet army also came to take over the territory. What was going on?
Romance of the Three Kingdoms!
The Japanese would definitely laugh and shake their heads when seeing this.

But then again, even if the Chinese were fighting the enemy and their own people, the Japanese would not be able to take advantage of the situation, which shows that they are at the end of their rope. The key to the problem is Germany."

A few months ago, Germany, Japan and Italy signed an offensive and defensive alliance to capture the country.

The German army made full use of the speed advantage of aircraft and tanks, concentrated its forces, and defeated the enemy one after another through surprise attacks such as "blitzkrieg". Poland, the Netherlands, Belgium, and France were easily captured, and the next target was the Soviet Union.

"The Soviets are hoping that we can attract and annihilate more Japanese troops."

"The Soviet Union stands behind the Red Party, and the United States and Britain have also jumped in for their own interests. They are not easy to deal with. It seems that this war cannot be fought.

However, this does not mean that we will not fight in the future. It is just a matter of time. We must also make plans for the future."

"Director He is absolutely right." Zhang Yi pretended to be very impressed:
"After hearing what you said, I was awakened from my dream. I was too short-sighted before. I thought that if I drove the Japanese away and everyone sat down to hold a meeting and vote, the world would be peaceful."

"How is it possible? When a wealthy family splits up, there will be fights, let alone politics and struggles." He Shangyou said lightly.

At this moment, the phone in his office suddenly rang. He picked it up, listened to a few words, and then hung up with a smug look on his face.

Zhang Yi was just trying to figure out what was going on on the phone when He Shangyou glanced at his watch and said:

"It's almost time. Those people from Wanglongmen Detention Center should also be on their way."

Zhang Yi seemed calm. He had already passed the message and there was no rescue operation. He wanted to see how He Shangyou's play would continue.

He Shangyou looked at him and said, "Aren't you curious? I put a lot of thought into this escort today."

Zhang Yi said frankly: "I am curious for sure, but this is Director He's job after all, so I won't ask."

He Shangyou smiled proudly: "Just wait, there might be an unexpected surprise today."

The hint of excitement in his eyes gave Zhang Yi a bad feeling.

On the other side, Wang Naiqi was anxiously waiting for a call at home. Once his superiors canceled the rescue plan, Lao Hu would call him. If the call rang twice, it meant that the plan was approved.

But after the agreed time, the phone still didn't ring.

He was just wondering if there was an accident when he suddenly heard a long shout from outside the door:
"Sharpening scissors - grabbing rusty knives."

Wang Naiqi's face changed, and he quickly picked up a pair of scissors from home and hurried out to a nearby alley. He walked towards Lao Hu who was standing at the end of the alley and asked nervously:
"What happened?"

"Our superiors have approved our plan, but we have been unable to reach the radio station of the Sichuan-Kang underground organization. We estimate that they have already set off." Old Hu looked anxious and spoke twice as fast as usual.

This news surprised Wang Naiqi: "What should we do now? Isn't this just walking into a trap?"

"This is a serious matter. We must stop their actions. I will go and intercept them with Secretary Dong of the Shancheng Underground Party right now."

"You're going there yourself?"

"The boss can't drive, and I don't trust the others, so for the sake of confidentiality, I'm the only one going." He added, "If the boss and I can't come back, you can go to Zengjiayan to find Mr. Ye, and he will arrange your future work."

Wang Naiqi wanted to say something, but swallowed it back. He changed the subject and said, "Then you must be careful."

"Take care." Lao Hu nodded, turned around and left without saying anything else.

Wang Naiqi looked at his back as he turned and left, his face full of emotion.

At the same time, the phone in the director's office of Wanglongmen Detention Center rang. Director Yang Jinxing called a confidant to give him some instructions, and the confidant left immediately.

Soon, the prisoners in the detention center were suddenly awakened, handcuffed and shackled, and pushed out of the cells. Most of them had already realized the news of death, but they still remained calm. As they walked through the cells, they said goodbye softly to their cellmates who they had only known for a short time but were very close to them.

When the wounded prisoners walked onto the prison van under gunpoint, the deep and tragic singing of the Internationale suddenly came from their mouths.

Secretary Wang, who was disguised as the Red Party criminal "Liu Haowen", was now mixed in the crowd. While singing hard, he was spying on the every move of Luo Wenxuan, a senior Red Party official from the Sichuan Provincial Workers' Association, a senior Sichuan Kangte official, and the director of the 18th Group Army's Chengdu Office, who was walking in front of him.

Although he tried his best for a day and a night, he still could not gain the trust of others, nor could he learn the detailed plan of the rescue operation.

At this moment, surrounded by a group of Red Party members who were ready to die bravely, he was like a mole that suddenly popped out of the ground, feeling the breath of danger in every pore.

Secretary Wang was roughly pushed into the car and staggered and almost fell. At this moment, he had already cursed He Shangyou's ancestors in his heart. Not to mention the rank of lieutenant colonel, he wouldn't want to be a colonel even if he was given the rank of colonel.

If his identity is exposed, he will be the first to be killed.

He staggered to a place to sit down, touched a pocket pistol hidden in his trouser leg, and felt a little relieved.

This was delivered today when the meal was delivered. He Shangyou ordered that if the Red Party's rescue plan began, he would look for an opportunity to launch a surprise attack on Luo Wenjian and take the opportunity to create chaos.

The bumpy car slowly got on the road under the escort of two sedans, followed by two prison vans that were also wrapped tightly, but there were no prisoners in the vans, but two cars full of armed agents.

The moonlight shone obliquely on the window lattice of Zhang Yi's house, and he sat in the chair motionless.

As soon as it was twelve o'clock, he immediately closed his eyes and received today's information.

[Today’s information has been refreshed]

[1. You met Dai Chunfeng today and obtained relevant information - Civet Cat, whose real name is Luo Guangbing, was the former Propaganda Minister of the Sichuan-Kang Special Committee. He was arrested and then released after defecting. He was ordered to infiltrate the Red Party organization and is now the deputy secretary of the Special Committee.]

[2. You met He Shangyou today and obtained relevant information - Secretary Wang has used Liu Haowen's identity to infiltrate the prisoners being escorted.]

Looking at these two pieces of information, Zhang Yi frowned with a serious expression. After thinking for a few seconds, he realized the seriousness of the situation.

He immediately changed his clothes, disguised himself and went out.

Half an hour later, the door of Wang Naiqi's house rang.

Looking at the ball of paper lying quietly at the door, his eyes flickered with anticipation.

After opening the paper ball and seeing the information inside, Wang Naiqi quickly memorized it silently, with an expression of uncontrollable joy on his solemn face.

Without caring about anything else, he immediately went to the street and stopped a rickshaw.

"Go to Zengjiayan."

Half an hour later, seeing that the Eighth Route Army office was approaching, Wang Naiqi jumped off the rickshaw without waiting for it to stop and ran forward like crazy.

He had never run like this before, so his whole face turned red and his breathing became rapid. He ran forward clumsily with all his strength.

Until he was stopped by two Eighth Route Army soldiers armed with guns.

"I have important intelligence to report"

"who are you?"

"I want to see Mr. Ye." The military situation was urgent and Wang Naiqi had no time to care about anything else. He said anxiously while squeezing his way inside.

The soldier looked at him warily and refused to let him in.

Wang Naiqi got angry and grabbed a soldier by the collar and shouted, "Inform immediately, my name is Wang Naiqi!"

"Sorry, we need to verify your identity"

As they were arguing, a female cadre wearing a grey military uniform and looking particularly energetic came up:
"What happened?"

The soldier hurried forward to report.

When the female cadre heard that his name was Wang Naiqi, she looked him up and down and asked, "Who asked you to come here?"

"Old Hu."

The female cadre nodded, signaled the soldier to let him pass, and took him inside.

Cross a courtyard and stop in front of another gate.

Here, there are also two soldiers armed with live ammunition.

The female cadre took out her ID and handed it to the soldier.

After the soldiers checked, the second gate opened.

The two continued to walk inside and finally stopped in front of a few squares.

The female cadre motioned for him to wait, walked to a bungalow and knocked on the door, and a man's voice came from inside.

The female cadre responded, gently pushed the door open and walked in. After a while, she came out and nodded to Wang Naiqi.

Wang Naiqi subconsciously straightened his clothes, straightened his chest, and walked in.

This house is filled with all kinds of sundries and cabinets. It looks more like a warehouse than an office.

There was a desk against the wall at the back of the room, and behind it sat a thin, bespectacled middle-aged man.

Seeing him come in, the man immediately stood up, pointed at Wang Naiqi and asked, "Wang Naiqi?"

The female cadre nodded and introduced, "This is Deputy Director Ye from our Eighth Route Army Office."

Deputy Director Ye walked a few steps towards Wang Naiqi and extended his hand to him.

Wang Naiqi held his hand and said with mixed feelings: "I have important intelligence to report."

Deputy Director Ye poured a glass of water, held it up and handed it to him, saying considerately, "Drink some water and talk slowly."

Wang Naiqi took a sip of the water, tried to calm himself down, and then said:
"Hurry up and send a telegram to the Sichuan-Kang Special Committee. Luo Guangbing is a traitor. Also, the secretary of the director of the Military Unification Department has mixed in with the prisoners under the identity of Liu Haowen."

"Is this information sent by the mermaid?" asked Deputy Director Ye.

Wang Naiqi nodded affirmatively.

Deputy Director Ye nodded solemnly to the female cadre, who immediately walked out.

In the dark night, near the Gele Mountain winding road, a team of about a hundred people was marching quickly. Suddenly, a communicator ran up from the middle of the team.

"Secretary Zheng, urgent telegram."

"What happened?" Deputy Secretary Luo Guangbing stopped the correspondent and asked.

The correspondent looked at Secretary Zheng and said, "The telegram was sent specifically to Secretary Zheng."

Luo Guangbing's face changed slightly and he walked aside sullenly.

Secretary Zheng waved his hand and asked the team to hide on the spot. He found a stone to sit on, took out the code book he carried with him, and began to translate with the help of a fire stick.

For a moment, he looked at the contents of the telegram, with deep emotion and solemnity, without saying a word.

In the silent atmosphere, Luo Guangbing came over and said, "Old Zheng, do you have any new instructions from your superiors?"

Old Zheng looked at him, his expression unchanged: "The rescue plan has been cancelled."

"How can we do this? Are we going to watch someone die without helping him?"

Lao Zheng didn't say anything.

"Lao Zheng, comrades, we are almost at the agreed place, are we going to give up halfway?

Ask yourself, do you feel guilty for watching our comrades suffer?" Luo Guangbing continued.

"Follow orders." Lao Zheng interrupted him and suddenly said something out of the blue:
"There's a hint of guilt in the mutineer's eyes, isn't there?"

In an instant, Luo Guangbing became expressionless, and his right hand silently reached for the Mauser pistol.

Without waiting for him to make any move, Lao Zheng waved his hand and said, "Civet cat, you're exposed."

Immediately two soldiers rushed up, took away his gun and restrained him.

Ten minutes later, after getting information from the traitor, Secretary Zheng found a few core party members and held a meeting to vote. Luo Guangbing was executed on the spot, and then the team immediately ambushed.

Half an hour later, just as the prisoner van arrived at the foot of the winding mountain road, countless rocks suddenly rolled down from the mountain. With a few sharp brake sounds, the military vehicle responsible for escorting the prisoners was unable to avoid it and overturned to the ground. The prisoner van following closely behind also suddenly tilted due to inertia.

At the same time, gunshots rang out.

Hearing the sound of the Mauser pistol, Luo Wenjian stood up in the prison van and shouted softly: "Comrades, our people are here, get ready to jump out of the car."

The car of Yang Jinxing, the director of the detention center, was at the end of the entire convoy and was hit by a huge rock...

By the time he struggled to climb out of the carriage, drew his gun, and ran to the prison van over the corpses strewn on the ground, the prisoners had already jumped out of the van and were fighting desperately with the plainclothes officers of the Military Control Commission who were escorting them on the steep mountain road. In the dark forest, only screams could be heard, and it was impossible to tell who were the enemy or the friend.

But he drew his gun and shot without hesitation. After firing a series of bullets, he picked up a submachine gun on the ground and was about to start killing people, but he felt a pain in his thigh and fell to the ground.

Secretary Wang followed closely behind Luo Wen Zhang. Just as he was about to draw his gun and shoot Luo Wen Zhang, he heard someone shout, "Liu Haowen is a dog spy. Everyone be careful."

Secretary Wang trembled all over and quickly squatted down to draw his gun, but someone rushed up and locked his throat with shackles.

The continuous gunfire immediately alarmed the Baigongguan Detention Center on the mountain. By the time the guards brought people for support, the Red Party had already run away without a trace.

When He Shangyou received the news and rushed over, there was nothing there except corpses on the ground and a bottomless cliff.

The detention center director Yang Jinxing struggled to sit up in frustration:

"I'm sorry, Director He, we were careless. The Red Party didn't attack where we expected, and we thought they wouldn't come. Who would have thought that we would be ambushed by them at the foot of the mountain?"

As he said this, he pointed at Secretary Wang's body, whose eyes were still open:
"It's probably because the information was leaked. Secretary Wang's identity was discovered by them a long time ago."

He Shangyou's face turned pale, and he glared at Yang Jinxing fiercely. He looked at the footprints on the ground and said unwillingly:
"Chase me."

Secretary Wang’s death was fine, but as long as the undercover agent planted in the Red Party was safe, everything would be worth it. He was full of hope.

But as they followed along, they saw footprints on the ground in all directions and they lost all way to track him. However, they did find a body with the word "traitor" written on it.

Looking at the body of the "traitor", He Shangyou trembled and felt indescribably frustrated. How did the information leak out? How was he going to explain it to Boss Dai...

(End of this chapter)