Chapter 775 Three Brothers
Comrade Liu Bo raised his arms and asked with sorrow and anger but full of fighting will.
At this moment.
At the door of this small auditorium, which serves as an ancestral hall, a New Fourth Army officer with an upright face and a dignified appearance was watching this scene intently.
Suddenly, the comrade officer raised his right arm and shouted loudly.
“Down with Japanese imperialism!”
This slogan immediately aroused the excitement in the entire small auditorium.
Comrades stood up one after another, raised their arms and shouted anti-Japanese slogans.
“Down with Japanese imperialism!”
“Swear to death and not be a slave to the country’s subjugation!”
“We will win the war!”
Comrade Liu Bo raised his arms and shouted on the stage. He also saw the comrade standing at the door of the small auditorium. He showed a slightly surprised expression, then a smile broke out on his face and he nodded slightly.
The latter looked at him with a complicated expression, and finally nodded.
…
After the lecture.
“When did you come here?” Liu Bo asked, passing a cigarette over.
Fang Muheng took the cigarette and took a look. It was rolled in old newspaper. He picked it up and smelled it. The smell of rough tobacco leaves came to his nostrils.
“Can I get used to smoking?” Fang Muheng asked.
“It’s precious.” Liu Bo smiled and glanced at Fang Muheng, meaning that most people would not be willing to part with it.
He lit a match to light the cigarette for Fang Muheng, then lit it himself, took a puff, and narrowed his eyes in comfort.
"I often hear the commander praise you." Liu Bo said, "You are a propaganda backbone and a very capable cadre."
“You’re not bad either.” Fang Muheng glanced at Liu Bo, “I heard that Deputy Commander Gu wants to ask for credit for you personally.”
The two of them looked at each other and said nothing. There was a bit of silence in the atmosphere for a while.
“How about you give me a beating?” Liu Bo said with a smile.
Fang Muheng did not speak immediately. He took several puffs of cigarette and shook his head, "Actually, I have forgiven you a long time ago."
"The commander praised you as an internationalist warrior, one of the countless red warriors who resisted imperialist oppression around the world." Fang Muheng said, "I didn't think so much. In my heart, I am more inclined to recognize you as Liu Bo. Not the Setouchi River."
Liu Bo was obviously very happy when he heard this. Fang Muheng said this, meaning he regarded him as a Chinese compatriot.
He did not speak and continued to listen to Fang Muheng.
“The last time we met again in Nanchang, my first feeling was that I was so embarrassed. I felt embarrassed when I thought about being fooled by you.” Fang Muheng said.
“I also said at that time, thank you, thank you for leading me to the red road.” Liu Bo said with a smile.
Fang Muheng glared at Liu Bo. If he hadn't known that Liu Bo's words came from his heart, he would have hit him.
Liu Bo laughed and asked, "Are you still a little embarrassed now?"
Fang Muheng nodded, shook his head, and finally said, "Respect is greater than embarrassment, and revolutionary friendship is more important than anything else!"
When Liu Bo heard this, the two of them looked at each other and laughed heartily.
The two of them stretched out their right hands and shook them tightly.
“Mu Heng, why are you here today?” Liu Bo asked.
“I was ordered to see Comrade Yu Chang.” Fang Muheng said seriously.
…
At this moment, the Qianyuan Temple on Yugang Peak of Qinglong Mountain.
Last June, the first detachment of the New Fourth Army entered Maoshan under the leadership of Commander Chen.
The commander set up the headquarters and political department in Qianyuan Temple.
This has also become the most central area of the Maoshan Anti-Japanese Base Area, and is even privately called "Little Yanzhou" by comrades.
On the fourteenth day of the eighth lunar month last year, the Japanese invaded Qianyuan Temple, and the troops fought guerrillas against the enemy in the deep mountains of Maoshan Mountain.
Because they were unwilling to reveal the whereabouts of the New Fourth Army, thirteen Taoists including Hui Xinbai, the abbot of Qianyuan Temple, were brutally murdered by the Japanese invaders, and the thousand-year-old Taoist temple was reduced to ruins.
The current Qianyuan Temple can no longer be called a Taoist temple. There are ruins everywhere.
A young New Fourth Army officer strode forward.
“Is the commander here?” He Guan asked.
“Platoon Leader He, the commander is waiting for you inside.” the sentry soldier said.
He Guan did not go in directly. He straightened his military uniform and straightened his New Fourth Army cap. Then he walked to the leaky old wooden door with his head held high and said, "Report to the commander, He Guan, commander of the third platoon of the guard company..."
“Come in.” the commander shouted from inside.
"yes!"
…
He Guan pushed the door open and saw that the wooden door was about to fall down. He quickly held it and put it in place carefully.
“It’s broken, use it as a door panel.” said the commander (PS1).
He Guan turned around and saw the commander eating, with a look of surprise on his face.
What surprised him was not that he happened to meet the commander eating, but because he saw the commander holding a steamed bun in one hand and a porridge with almost countless rice grains in the other hand. He was eating deliciously.
"Commander, this is what you want to eat?" He Guan exclaimed.
“What are you doing?” The commander glared at He Guan, “You can eat, but I can’t?”
As he spoke, he took a sip of the porridge, put the cracked bowl on the table, wiped his mouth, "Let's get down to business, comrade, I have a very urgent task for you."
"Complete the mission resolutely." He Guan saluted and then looked at the commander expectantly, "Commander, what mission is it?"
“You, Comrade Liu Bo, and Comrade Fang Muheng are sworn brothers?” the commander looked at He Guan with a smile and asked.
After hearing what the commander said, He Guan, who had been so heroic just now, suddenly showed an embarrassed look.
…
"In the past two days, the Japanese have tightened their checks on all channels and checkpoints leaving Shanghai." Cheng Qianfan said, "I don't know what happened to irritate the enemy, but this change must attract our sufficient attention. "
"Could it be that the news about the troop movement was leaked, which aroused the vigilance of the Japanese army?" Lao Huang thought.
Hearing this, Cheng Qianfan and Lu Dazhang both frowned. If the Japanese really learned this information, it would be as difficult as climbing to the sky to safely transport so many people out of Shanghai.
At this moment, Cheng Qianfan caught a glimpse of a car parked across the road downstairs. It was his car. Then he saw Li Hao get out of the cab, glanced at Chunfeng Deyi Building, and then ran across the road.
"Li Hao came to see me. There may be something wrong." Cheng Qianfan said, "Lao Huang, you and Lao Lu should keep in communication at all times on how to contact Zhang Ping. You must pay attention to safety."
As he spoke, he picked up a peanut and threw it into his mouth, "As for the troop transportation, we must be more cautious and temporarily stop all transportation preparations. At this time, the enemy may be secretly investigating."
He looked at Lao Huang, "Lao Huang's suspicion is reasonable, and I also have a bad feeling."
"clear."
whose
“Old Huang, if you spill the beans, I already know that you must have hidden some good wine.” Cheng Qianfan said loudly, “Road Inspector, I must ask this old guy to bring that bottle of wine next time.”
“Old Huang, this is Vice President Cheng’s order. How dare you disobey it?” Lu Dazhang laughed and said.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
“Who is it?” Cheng Qianfan asked.
“Vice President Cheng, Officer Li is looking for you.” The waiter’s voice came from outside the door.
“Brother Fan, it’s me.” Li Hao said.
“Come in.” Cheng Qianfan said.
Li Hao opened the door and came in. The waiter glanced inside, bowed with a smile, and then left quickly.
“Inspector of the road, medical officer Huang.” Haozi first greeted Lao Huang and Lu Dazhang, then walked to Cheng Qianfan, covering his hands and whispering.
“Road Patrol Chief, Lao Huang, I still have important matters over there.” Cheng Qianfan stood up, clasped his fists and said, “Go first.”
Lu Dazhang and Lao Huang quickly stood up and politely sent Mr. Cheng away.
“What happened?” Cheng Qianfan got into the car and asked.
“Araki came to see you, Brother Fan. He recognized me and asked me to drive to pick you up to meet him.” Li Hao said.
Cheng Qianfan nodded and didn't ask any more questions. He knew that Araki Harima would not say anything to Li Hao because of his vigilance.
…
Cheng Qianfan asked Li Hao to drive while he himself fell into thinking.
What happened to Zhang Ping?
Probably not.
This matter has been handled in a timely and skillful manner, and the key to solving the matter has been handed over to Araki Harima. With Araki's temperament and current ability, Cheng Qianfan believes that Araki will help him handle it very beautifully.
What happened to Chen Xiangjun?
Cheng Qianfan frowned slightly, then thought about it for a moment and rejected it.
For some unknown reason, Sanbonjiro's trust in Wang Kangnian seemed to have suddenly increased, which also forced Araki Harima to temporarily shelve the original plan:
The plan itself is not actually about Chen Xiangjun, nor is it even about whether Wang Kangnian really has a problem. The key point is how much trust Sanbonjiro has in Wang Kangnian, or to put it bluntly, whether Sanbonjiro still feels that Wang Kangnian has important use value. .
Cheng Qianfan was not in a hurry. To get rid of Wang Kangnian through Japanese hands, he needed to be patient. He could not act in a hurry and scare the snake. What he wanted was to hit the target with one blow.
“Brother Fan, do you want to inform the brothers to follow?” Haozi asked.
“Little monkey.” Cheng Qianfan said casually.
“Yes!” Li Hao nodded, rolled down the window, and gestured toward the outside. He saw a car following him. There was a passenger in the car and two people in the back seat.
…
Li Hao drove the car and drove around to Luoton Road.
Lorton, the road name was named in commemoration of a Frenchman who died in the Battle of Verdun in World War I.
There are many such road names in the French Concession. For example, Kaufmann Road is to commemorate a Westerner who worked for the Yunnan Post Office and died for France in World War I.
Yes, even if an ordinary foreigner with only the slightest connection with Shanghai died fighting for the powerful French Republic, the French Concession authorities would name the roads in the French Concession after him, making the entire concession and the entire Shanghai Everyone comes to remember this 'warrior'.
This is the tragedy of a poor and weak country!
That’s it!
…
Li Hao got out of the car, looked around cautiously, and then walked around to help Cheng Qianfan open the door.
“Wait for me here.” Cheng Qianfan got out of the car and said, “There are two people coming over from the little monkey.”
“Understood.” Li Hao waved his hand towards the car following behind.
“Brother Fan.” Hou Pingliang trotted over with one of his men, following behind ‘Mr. Xiao Cheng’ in a swaggering manner.
This is an office building transformed from a Shikumen residential building.
Hunted a sign saying "Tongda Sea and Land Transportation Trading Company".
“Vice President Cheng, please come inside.” An agent from the Special High School Course pretended to be a staff member and was waiting at the door.
Cheng Qianfan strode in, and Hou Pingliang and the others were about to follow.
“You two, please stay.”
Hou Pingliang's expression remained unchanged, his eyes looked at Brother Fan, and his hands went directly to his waist.
“Don’t get me wrong, we have prepared tea and snacks to entertain the two brothers.”
Hou Pingliang looked at Cheng Qianfan.
“Go.” Cheng Qianfan nodded slightly, “Boss Huang is an old friend.”
Hou Pingliang then removed his hands from his waist, forced out a smile, and followed the man away with his men.
…
“That person just now is the Hou Pingliang you mentioned?” Araki Harima clinked glasses with Kentaro Miyazaki and said.
Just now he was standing by the corridor window and saw the scene below clearly.
“It’s him.” Cheng Qianfan took a sip of sake and said.
“It seems that you still trust this Chinese.” Araki Harima said.
"His beloved woman died in the hands of Chongqing." Cheng Qianfan expressed his satisfaction, "After my subtle guidance, this man hates Chongqing deeply."
Araki Harima nodded. Miyazaki once mentioned to him that Hou Pingliang liked the little maid next to Lou Lianxiang.
"This is a stupid guy with a single mind. If I treat him a little better and give him a little guidance, he will be loyal to me." Cheng Qianfan said.
With that said, Cheng Qianfan put down his wine glass, picked up the cigarette case on the table, lit a cigarette and took a puff, "Imperial cigarettes are the most flavorful."
When Araki Harima saw this, he looked solemn and said seriously, "Thank you for your hard work, Miyazaki-kun."
To avoid suspicion, Miyazaki is not allowed to smoke Imperial cigarettes.
“Why didn’t you bring Li Hao here?” Araki Harima also lit a cigarette, took a puff, and asked.
“Li Hao is Li Hao, and Hou Pingliang is Hou Pingliang.” Cheng Qianfan raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, “Although I don’t like Chinese people very much, don’t you think it’s interesting to train two loyal Chinese subordinates?”
Araki Harima laughed.
"Araki-kun, you came to me so urgently, didn't you just ask me to drink and chat?" Cheng Qianfan clinked glasses with Araki Harima, took a sip of wine, clicked his tongue with satisfaction, and ate another bite of food.
"There is indeed a very urgent matter." Araki Harima nodded, put down his chopsticks, and said with a serious expression.
When Cheng Qianfan saw this, he also put down his chopsticks, with a serious attitude of listening carefully.
"In recent days, the Locust Army has stepped up inspections of land transportation, docks, and checkpoints leaving Shanghai. Miyazaki-kun must have heard about it," Araki Harima asked.
"Of course I know." Cheng Qianfan nodded and snorted, "My cargo ships are subject to strict inspections when leaving Shanghai, and the business is also affected."
As he said that, he saw Araki Harima's serious expression, and his expression changed. He put out the cigarette in his hand and asked in a deep voice, "Araki-kun, what happened?"
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PS1: The commander is from Sichuan. I tried to ‘speak’ a few words in Sichuan dialect. If it’s not quite right, my friends in Sichuan will forgive me and hope that they will point out the mistakes.
(End of this chapter)