Cicada Moving

Chapter 1347 Don't say what is not conducive to unity

"Lao Gu, have you heard the cry for help?"

Zuo Chong stood at the bow of the boat and asked Gu Qi. In the distance, the vast river flowed eastward, and further away, there was a sea of ​​fire, and the river was covered with flames.

Hearing the deputy director asks himself, Gu Qi glanced at Xu Enzeng who was floating downstream quickly, and shook his head with a smile: "I didn't hear it, it might be the sound of the wind."

"Yes, yes, it may also be the sound of water." Deputy Minister Yang interrupted, and Bai Wenzhi nodded violently with the military commanders.

Zuo Zhongxin smiled with satisfaction. Yes, how could anyone go into the water to swim? I must have heard it wrong.

"Mom, there is... um"

Mr. Bai suddenly spoke, but his mouth was immediately blocked by Mrs. Bai. Old Bai also bowed and smiled, even the Taoist boy was talking nonsense.

Dai Chunfeng silently watched the small black dots on the river gradually fading away, and his heart was mixed. How glorious was Xu Enzeng back then? Now that he actually died, it is really sad.

After a long time, he turned to look at Zuo Chong: "Sake the end, who do you think the third party suddenly appears?"

Zuo Chong thought for a moment, Yu Guang glanced at Bai Wenzhi and Deputy Minister Yang, and saw the two of them walking to the other side of the ship with their families, and then he spoke slowly.

"It should be a Japanese spy sent by the Japanese base camp, otherwise the people from Nobita 76 will definitely have conflicts with each other. The top Japanese leaders may have doubts about the intelligence system in China."

Lao Dai nodded. In recent years, the Japanese intelligence system in China has not made much achievements. Many Japanese spies were arrested as soon as they woke up. It is normal for Japanese senior officials to suspect it.

So today's accident is not only not a bad thing, but a good thing. Nobita is the most precious intelligence wealth of the Military Control Commission and will never be exposed.

Gui Youguang sneakily approached and said, "The bureau and deputy, these people took decisive action. When attacking, they used the tactics of breaking through the middle and detours on both wings, which was consistent with the combat habits of the Japanese Army."

After hearing this, Dai Chunfeng said only one sentence: "These Japanese spies must be kept, and none of them can be let go."

The Japanese spy operation sent by the Japanese base camp failed, proving Hasegawa Ryosuke from another direction. Lao Dai didn't care how many people died at the birthday party, but only cared about Hasegawa's safety.

"yes."

Zuo Chong answered with confidence. Although the road to the police dormitory was destroyed, resulting in the inability to arrive in time for support, the outer passage of the mountain city had been blocked and the spy could not escape these days.

Twenty minutes later, the first batch of support forces of the Military Control Commission arrived at the scene on foot, and then people from the Central Commission for Administration, Shancheng Police Station, and the Garrison Command were also present one after another.

In addition to rescuing the wounded, determining the number and identity of the dead, investigating the scene, and pursuing the murderers, the main job of these personnel is to find the bodies of Xu Enzeng or Xu Enzeng.

Meng Ting and Shen Dongxin heard that Xu Enzeng was missing and almost laughed out loud. They finally stopped laughing and led people to search along the riverside.

The military and police of the National Government who were dispatched in full force did not affect Wu Sibao at all. He and his subordinates walked in the complex streets and alleys of the mountain city and successfully avoided the checkpoints and patrol teams. They were obviously very familiar with the terrain and knew the national government's response arrangement.

As long as you climb over a long staircase, the traitor No. 76 will reach the private home of a state official, where the materials stored are enough for them and the prisoners to stay for a long time.

It can be seen that Ji's influence within the Fruit Party still exists, and the remnants of the reorganized faction lurk in the mountain city, ready to bite someone at any time.

Wu Sibao wiped the sweat from his head and looked back. He saw that the underground prisoners were slowly moving forward under the push of the traitors. If it weren't for the cloth sticking in their mouths and the handcuffs and shackles and shackles, they would have been too high. Call for help or run away.

He snorted disdainfully, Wu Sibao raised his head and prepared to speed up his steps. Unexpectedly, several black shadows suddenly popped out of the alley at the end of the steps, and the weapon in the black shadow's hand opened fire instantly.

Tens of minutes ago.

Peng Tianjue, the head of the underground party rescue operation, lay on a small hillside. The sound of fire fighting in the police dormitory at the foot of the mountain came faintly. After looking at it for a while, he slowly retreated to the reverse slope.

"Captain, should we do it?" a rescuer asked.

Peng Tianjue shook his head, expressed his plan and asked everyone for advice: "The captured comrades are temporarily safe, and someone will take them away later. We will start saving people on the road. Is there anything you need to add to the comrades?"

The rescuers said that there was no. The biggest difference between the Eighth Route Army and other armies was to let the soldiers know why and how to fight.

Such pre-war equality discussions cannot occur to the Guo Army or any warlord force. The highly hierarchical reactionary army will not allow the "gun" to have its own ideas.

After asking for his opinion, Peng Tianjue looked at the two silent men again: "Old Pei, Lao Wu, when saving people, you must fire the gun first. You must shock the enemy and not give the other party the opportunity to hostage and kill captured comrades."

A man named Lao Pei is about fifty years old, thin, dark-skinned, and looks like a standard old farmer.

Old Wu is not young, has a simple face, is not tall, and doesn't look like a soldier. Instead, he is somewhat similar to the refugees everywhere on the street.

Facing the order, the two of them replied softly, without saying anything extra. Peng Tianjue felt relieved, and information about Lao Pei and Lao Wu flashed through his mind. Lao Pei, a native of Ji Province, was 53 years old and was a hunter. He joined the border troops for a year. In the anti-encirclement and suppression operations a few months ago, he killed and injured more than 30 Japanese soldiers and captured 80 puppet troops.

Lao Wu, a native of Fujian Province, was 31 years old. He joined the organization in the southwest period and went through a large-scale transformation. He has experienced thousands of battles of all sizes and sizes, and has won dozens of military achievements. He has been named a combat hero six times.

During the Pingxingguan Battle, Lao Wu shot 37 Japanese soldiers with one shot, five of them were Japanese officers, and the Japanese soldiers killed were frightened.

In order to rescue the captured members of the "South Committee", all the elite troops in the border area were released this time. It can be said that the rescuers present had no worse qualifications and skills than Lao Pei and Lao Wu.

Some of them can throw grenades with bare hands for nearly a hundred meters, some have used a military spear to kill more than ten Japanese soldiers at close range, some can skillfully speak multi-district dialect, and some people dress up like women in a vivid way.

There are five or six sharpshooters like Lao Pei in the team. They are the key to the rescue plan and the main force in dealing with the traitor No. 76.

(To pay tribute to the ancestors such as Pei Tianlai and Wu Desheng, there are too many war gods in the Eighth Route Army to describe them one by one, and I am afraid that you will exaggerate them when I write them.)

His eyes returned to the outside of the No. 76 safe house, Wu Sibao only saw a few gunfire flashing, and several men fell down by his subordinates, and the gunshots kept echoing in the narrow alley.

"There is an enemy."

A traitor No. 76 just shouted two words when he was hit by a bullet in his chest, and blood from his pink lungs gushed out of the wound, and the traitor quickly stopped breathing.

Wu Sibao pulled his confidant and blocked him, turned around and ran desperately in the opposite direction. He left all the tasks and credits behind him. He had only one thought left in his mind, running away!

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

But after only a few steps, he stopped. A black shadow also appeared at the entrance of the opposite alley. The next moment, bullets rushed towards him, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.

Under the dim light, bullets drew lights in the air, illuminating the face of the traitor No. 76, which contained fear, fear, and regret.

The traitors fled around, trying to find cover, but the underground party prisoners stood still and let the bullets fly by.

Wu Sibao noticed this and immediately rushed towards the prisoner, wanting to use the prisoner as a hostage, but as soon as he raised his foot, the ground in front of him was hit by bullets and sparks were shot.

He tried several times and found that he could not hold the prisoner hostage, so he had to step on his body and climb over the wall. However, he was shot in the end, and then screamed and fell from the top of the wall.

Before he could check his injuries, Wu Sibao covered his shoulders and ran wildly. He had to leave the scene immediately, otherwise he would not be beaten to death by the enemy and would be blocked by the military and police in Shancheng.

On the other side of the wall, the battle was over. Peng Tianjue walked sideways with a gun and vigilantly walked to the captured people, while other rescuers re-shot the traitors on the ground.

After confirming that no living mouth was left, Peng Tianjue said to Mr. He who was among the prisoners: "I was assigned by my superiors to rescue all comrades. The enemy will arrive soon. Please leave with me immediately."

After revealing his identity and purpose, Peng Tianjue took out the token provided by Mr. He's mother and ordered people to untie the tools for the captured personnel and prepare for transfer.

Mr. He nodded to his companions after seeing the token, then pointed to Chen Ran and others who were chaotic and flew, saying, "This comrade, you can't let these traitors go!"

The captured people looked at these people, with hatred and anger in their eyes. Chen Ran's surrender to the enemy led to the destruction of the organization's intelligence work in the south, and a large number of comrades were arrested and severely punished.

When the gunshots sounded before, Chen Ran, Xiao Tieguai, Li Xian and others were even more fearful than Wu Sibao, and they hurried in the crowd and did not dare to move. At this moment, when they heard Mr. He's words, these traitors were even more desperate.

They knew that the late trial had finally arrived, so they knelt on the ground and begged hard, their foreheads covered with blood marks.

Peng Tianjue's expression was cold, he pulled the sliding cover to load the pistol, and raised his hand to aim at the ugly traitor.

Bang bang bang bang... A few gunshots rang out in the alley that had returned to quiet. When the nearby military and police of the National Government arrived, they only saw the bodies on the ground.

By the river.

Meng Ting and Shen Dongxin were walking on the **** on the shore. The two of them were talking in a mess, and their voices and laughter drifted towards the river.

"Director Shen, congratulations, it's your turn to be the deputy director after Old Xu's death."

"Old Meng, don't say such things that are not conducive to unity. Let's find Deputy Director Xu first. Minister Chen is very concerned about this matter."

As they spoke, the two looked at each other, and the smiles on their faces became even stronger. Who would have thought that an underground party intelligence officer would soon become the deputy director of the Central Commission for the Central Committee.

Once Shen Dongxin is successfully promoted, the intelligence of the Fruit Party in party affairs will be completely disclosed to the border areas, and the intelligence work in the white areas will be greatly improved. It is really not easy.

Thinking of those comrades who died in the hands of the Central Committee, Meng Ting sighed deeply.

He was about to say something else when a pale fat hand suddenly stretched out from the water and grabbed his ankle tightly!

(End of this chapter)