Chapter 1325 Shanxi Chahar Hebei
Late at night, at the Huangcheng office, Kuroteng walked around the office with his hands behind his back and his body hunched over, with an anxious look on his face.
Although the identities of the "Photo Weekly" reporters had been confirmed by the Baocheng Military Police Headquarters, the sudden arrival of so many unfamiliar faces still made Kuroteng a little suspicious and wary.
Soon, the door of the office was opened from the outside, and Captain Jia, who had a peerless appearance, walked in. While wiping his sweat, he asked Heiteng for credit.
"Heiteng Taijun and the bun seller stayed here. They went to sleep as soon as it got dark. There was no other movement."
"Baga!" Heiteng cursed and corrected: "This is a weekly photo report, not a bun seller. Captain Jia, has the other party had any contact with strangers?"
Captain Jia bared his yellow teeth and replied flatteringly: "No, the hotel is surrounded by my detective team. Not even a grasshopper can fly out."
"Yoshi~~"
Heiteng breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe he was overthinking it. No matter how bold the underground party was, they would not show up in the county town arrogantly.
After thinking about it, he whispered an order to keep monitoring. When the people from "Photo Weekly" leave the jurisdiction, the monitoring will stop.
At this time, a Japanese soldier knocked on the door and handed Kuroteng a secret message: "Your Excellency, the director of the agency, your classmate called back, and there are indeed intelligence personnel of "Photo Weekly" performing tasks in North China."
After hearing the news, Heiteng was completely relieved, so he put the matter aside for the time being and continued to study how to target the increasingly rampant underground party.
The next morning, Zuo Zhong and his party left the hotel and walked out of the city. Several detective team agents followed the team cunningly, including Captain Jia.
"Editor Shimadzu, do you need me to deal with those guys at the back?" Wu Chunyang glanced behind him and asked Zuo Zhong in a low voice.
It was difficult for them not to notice such a clumsy tracking. Wu Chunyang even suspected that this was a special probing method.
Zuo Zhong had a smile on his face and shook his head slightly: "Go and give these people some color, but don't kill anyone. After the fight, tell them that we are going to the bandit area to investigate."
Upon hearing this, Wu Chunyang turned around and left, leading the spies to surround the sneaky stalkers. He rewarded the traitors with their loud mouths and scolded them sternly.
Captain Jia covered his face and left. Before leaving, he nodded and bowed and said something to Wu Chunyang. He was so thick-skinned that it is rare in the world.
After making sure that his body was clean, Zuo Zhong led people to the Earth Temple in the west of the city and met the Mr. Shi on the note from the previous night, a middle-aged man wearing a long silk coat.
Mr. Shi looked at the military commanders up and down for a long time, and said the secret code for communication: "I heard that the price of tea has increased recently. What is the price of Biluochun in Jinling market?"
Wu Chunyang got Zuo Zhong's permission and immediately replied: "Sir, I remembered wrongly. Biluochun fell by two points this month. Are you the shopkeeper Shi?"
The secret code was correct. Mr. Shi didn't speak any more and walked towards the northwest. The agents quickly followed each other without any unnecessary communication between the two parties.
From morning to noon, everyone bypassed the Japanese military strongholds and artillery towers one after another, and gradually approached the underground party's Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei base area.
As they got closer to the Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei base area, the military special agents found that the expressions and even mental outlook of the people had changed, and everything was full of vitality and hope.
Traveling late into the night, the team stayed overnight in a village. Mr. Shi greeted the villagers familiarly and gave some candies to the children watching the fun.
Seeing this scene, Wu Chunyang couldn't help but sigh: "The underground party's methods of winning over people's hearts are really clever. Such a scene would never happen in a mountain city. I really don't know what the future will bring."
Zuo Zhong was not surprised at all. Without the support of the common people, there would be no Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei base area, and the underground party would not be able to gain a foothold under the eyes of the Japanese.
After a while, Wu Chunyang asked two questions: "Deputy Chairman, is this operation related to the underground party? Also, will the Japanese verify our identity with "Photo Weekly"?"
"Yes." Zuo Zhong explained: "We will wait until we find the specific place. Don't worry, Shimazu did come to the Republic of China, but he was dealt with by Nobita too early."
After a night of silence, the team set off again after dawn and soon entered Fuping County.
Fuping, in the south of Laiyuan County, at the eastern foot of the central and northern Taihang Mountains, and in the upper reaches of the Daqing River, is the intersection of two provinces, four cities and nine counties. It is known as the "throat of Hebei-Jinxi" and the "barrier of Jixi".
Since the 26th year of the Republic of China, Fuping has become the central area of the Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei base area. The Japanese regarded it as a thorn in their flesh, but they were never able to completely eliminate it.
A few hours later, Zuo Zhong met Mr. Du, the head of the Northern Branch of the Ministry of Social Affairs of the Border Region, in Chengnan Village, thirty-five miles south of Fuping County. The two shook hands and said hello.
"Mr. Zuo, you have worked hard all the way. I have admired your name for a long time. The commander will be here in a moment. You all have a good rest first."
"Haha, you're welcome, brother. Your report "On Troops, Local Security Work and Intelligence Work" was very well written and very inspiring to our military commanders." The two old intelligence officers got together and immediately began to test each other. , the report mentioned by Zuo Zhong also lacks the word "white area" in the title.
This report summarizes the underground party's intelligence work experience over the years, especially its work experience in the Kuomintang-controlled areas. A considerable part of it is related to military reunification. Zuo Zhong was also mentioned repeatedly in the report.
As for Mr. Du himself, the military commander was more familiar with him. He was once the director of the Yunyang Office. All students who entered the border area via Chang'an had to go through the review of the other party.
Under Mr. Du's sharp eyes, many military reunification agents were exposed and "sent out of the country with courtesy". They also received education on the principles and policies of the underground party before leaving, causing great distress to the government.
Hearing Zuo Zhong's words, Mr. Du did not respond. He pointed to the door of the guest house and said, "Mr. Zuo, you're welcome. Come on, let's go in and talk."
After saying that, he nodded again to Mr. Shi. Mr. Shi did not speak to Zuo Zhong, lowered his head and pressed the brim of his hat and disappeared from everyone's sight.
Seeing this, Mr. Du laughed: "Mr. Zuo, don't mind, Lao Shi is like this. He had a lot of dealings with you in the southwest, and he still has some ideological detours."
As soon as these words came out, Zuo Zhong looked embarrassed. The Guo Party had done a lot of "good things" in the southwest. Mr. Shi's failure to shoot them in the back was considered political and enlightened.
After the verbal exchange ended, Zuo Zhong and Mr. Du walked into the guest house together, followed closely by Wu Chunyang and a group of spies.
At noon, the military commanders and Mr. Du had lunch in the dining hall of the guest house. Then the two sides chatted about the Japanese army's movements in North China and exchanged some information.
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Talking about the excitement, Zuo Zhong asked Wu Chunyang to talk about the changes in the Japanese military intelligence agency in North China, on the grounds that this would be helpful for the next operation.
Wu Chunyang didn't think too much and selectively told some of the intelligence collected in one place. For example, the Japanese military brass intended to disband the Huangcheng Office and integrate it into the special investigation team of the Second Section of the North China Front Army Staff Headquarters.
Another example is the news that the Japanese army established the Lu Ren Mansion in Jicheng, Shandong Province, the No. 2 Mansion in Taiyuan, and the establishment of underground party prisoner training centers in various places.
Mr. Du listened with a smile on the surface, but he was extremely shocked on the inside. Through this information, he had a deeper understanding of the military commander's intelligence collection capabilities.
Just as he was talking, several men wearing Eighth Route Army uniforms strode into the room. The leader had firm eyes and regular features. He had the fortitude of a soldier and the bookishness of a scholar.
Zuo Zhong knew that this was Mr. Xiang, the person in charge of the Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei base area, so he quickly stood up and saluted: "Hello, deputy division commander."
Mr. Xiang used to be an instructor at Huangpu and he was very senior. Not to mention Zuo Zhong, even if Dai Chunfeng saw him, he would have to stand at attention and say hello to the instructor.
However, Zuo Zhong did not call Mr. Xiang commander, but used the position given by the government, because the government did not recognize the so-called positions in the Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei base area.
Even though this is a trivial matter, it is a matter of stance. You should not be careless. Someone is notoriously small-minded.
Mr. Xiang has a straightforward personality. He returned the military salute and sat down on the stool. He then took off his hat and looked at Zuo Zhong with a kind smile on his face.
"Mr. Zuo, our superiors have conveyed your request to us. As long as it is beneficial to the anti-Japanese cause, all the soldiers and civilians of Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei are willing to cooperate with this operation unconditionally."
As he said that, he paused and changed the topic: "But there are no planes in either Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei or the border areas. How to refuel the Japanese new fighter jets after they arrive, this matter can only be left to you to solve."
Wu Chunyang suddenly realized that their mission on this trip was to pick up Japanese fighter jets, but how could the Japanese fighter jets reach the territory of the underground party? Could it be that the Japanese pilots defected?
Zuo Zhong also sat down on the stool and answered the other party's question: "Please provide the deputy division commander with a radio. After I contact the mountain city, the oil and other equipment will be shipped soon."
He raised his eyebrows at the deputy division commander, his eyes met Mr. Du's, and then he readily agreed to Zuo Zhong's request.
"Thank you, Deputy Commander." Zuo Zhong bowed slightly to express his gratitude, and then talked about another matter: "How far has your party progressed in the construction of the temporary airport?"
"Well." Deputy Division Commander Xiang hesitated for a moment: "Mr. Zuo, you don't know. Field service in our base area is paid. The construction of the airport requires recruiting a large number of civilians. I'm afraid you will have to bear the related expenses."
Zuo Zhong was a little helpless. The other party was trying to beat his rich man, but the Americans were the ones paying. There was no need for him to save money for Melos.
As a result, Zuo Zhong waved his hand and said generously: "No problem, I will ask someone to allocate a special fund of 100,000 US dollars to the border area and ask the deputy division commander. Is this okay?"
When Deputy Division Commander Xiang was satisfied, he took out a map of the Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei region and spread it on the table, pointing between Fuping County and Laiyuan County with his hand.
"The terrain here is flat, the soil is hard, and there are few residents nearby. It is very suitable for use as a temporary airport. The airport can be built in half a month. It only takes half a month."
Zuo Zhong looked at the map, but his thoughts drifted to the northeast. He didn't know whether Gui Youguang, Wu Jingzhong and Colonel Gao were going well in Harbin.
