Vol 3 Chapter 791: Qiaoqiaohua (Happy Mid-Autumn Festival)

Chapter 791 Begging for Flowers (Happy Mid-Autumn Festival)

"Comrade Ahai was sent back successfully, and I finally breathed a sigh of relief." Fang Jinghua threw a cigarette to Wang Jun and said with a smile, "You don't know, I've been feeling very nervous before." Eight times."

Wang Jun lit a match, lit the cigarette, took a puff and nodded.

Comrade Huo Miao reported that the military movement work had been leaked. Fang Jinghua, Wang Jun and others were shocked, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

 This arrangement for Comrade A Hai to lead a small group of people to disperse and leave Shanghai was to plan Chen Cang's secret departure. It was also a test. If something happened to these comrades, it would mean that the traitor was within the local party organization in Shanghai.

“At present, the source of the news leakage may not be from our side, but from Maoshan.” Fang Jinghua flicked the ashes of his cigarette and said.

"Of course, we ourselves cannot relax our vigilance." Fang Jinghua paused, "We cannot rule out that the enemy deliberately let this group go in order to catch the 'big fish' behind."

Wang Jun picked up the enamel jar and took a sip of water. "Comrade Huo Miao's judgment also tends to be that the traitor is in the Maoshan base area. This person should be lurking in a certain agency unit in the base area and has no direct access to important information. However, he can Through clues, we can draw inferences that are closer to the facts.”

"Comrade Ahai has already reported these situations to the comrades from the New Fourth Army who came to respond." Fang Jinghua nodded, "The reason why the spies were able to survive was because they did not arouse suspicion and alert. Once we learned that there was such a person inside, , this person is not far away from being exposed.”

“How is the checkpoint situation going?” Luo Yannian asked with a serious expression.

He is mainly responsible for the military movement. These patriotic youths and anti-Japanese activists are all young intellectuals he has carefully selected. In his heart, every young man and young woman is like his son and daughter, and they must take good care of them. of.

"It's very strict." Ah Hai took a sip of water and said, "But fortunately, we were prepared in advance. According to the established plan, we separated into groups of two or three to pass the border."

He thought for a moment, “The most important thing is that this group of comrades are all comrades with certain work experience and social experience, so they don’t panic when encountering problems.”

“Yes, have experience, be calm, and behave yourself.” Luo Yannian nodded.

The first batch of people to leave Shanghai were carefully selected. Among them were bookstore clerks, newspaper editors, and newspaper readers at Laohuzao. Unless there were spies inside and the enemy was waiting for help, these people would use their own identities to The flow is relatively safe.

"By the way, Minister Luo." Ahai said, "Comrade He Guan asked me to say hello to you on his behalf."

"How is Aguan now?" Luo Yannian asked happily. As a military cadre, he loved his former beloved general very much.

“Commander Chen also admires and likes Comrade He Guan very much and praises Comrade He Guan as a tiger general from the Qingdong People’s Guerrilla Army.” Ahai said with a smile.

“Okay, okay.” Luo Yannian nodded happily, with a proud expression.

The two chatted for a while, and Ah Hai stood up and took the initiative to say goodbye.

“Take this back.” Luo Yannian opened the cupboard and handed the things wrapped in brown paper to A Hai.

Ahai took it and opened it to see that it was a piece of bacon, about three or four kilograms.

"Minister Luo, this..." Ah Hai hesitated.

"Just take it if I tell you to." Luo Yannian glared, "It's rare for you to return to Shanghai from the guerrillas, and you haven't been home for a long time."

He patted Ah Hai on the shoulder and said, "Go home and have a look. Our Bolsheviks have a small family for everyone. Your wife is a strong lesbian. She is still pregnant. Please give her some nutrition."

Ahai was silent for a moment, thinking of the difficulty of his pregnant wife living alone, and his heart was filled with guilt.

He is worthy of the party, the people, and his identity and beliefs as a red warrior, but he is worthy of his wife.

“Yes!” Ah Hai solemnly saluted Luo Yannian.

Lv Wenwen had a big belly and was walking with difficulty carrying a bucket full of water.

Three-light coders came over and said they wanted to help, but they wanted to take advantage of the situation with evil intentions to do something.

Lu Wenwen put the bucket directly on the ground, took out a pair of scissors from the iron bucket, held the scissors and stabbed forward.

Sanguang Mazi was so frightened that he screamed and ran away.

This woman is crazy!

If you don't obey, then you won't. We are all neighbors, how can we really use force?

Hide scissors in the bucket!

Neuropathy!

Seeing Sanguang Mazi running away, Lu Wenwen put the scissors back into the bucket, put her belly on her hips, pointed in the direction of the 'enemy's escape' and yelled, "Next time, I'll stab you to pieces!"

“What are you looking at?” Lu Wenwen glared at a person who stopped to watch, who was so frightened that he quickly left.

Carrying the bucket, she trudged back home, closed the door, put the bucket on the ground, walked two steps and sat on a chair, covering her face and sobbing softly.

At this time, there was a creak and the door was pushed open.

"Come on, mother-in-law!" Lu Wenwen wiped away her tears, picked up a sharp bamboo stick and rushed out to fight. Then she saw her husband standing at the door carrying a brown paper bag.

Lu Wenwen put the bamboo stick on the table, turned her head to wipe her tears, and looked at Ah Hai stubbornly.

“Bacon and a pound of eggs.” Ahai said, “I’m going to cook egg and meat porridge today.”

Lv Wenwen looked at her husband and felt much softer in her heart. She was also a party member. It wasn't that she didn't understand her husband, but she just felt aggrieved.

The woman with a big belly put one hand on her waist and laughed through tears, "There is no rice at home."

“I bought it.” Ahai smiled, and his other hand appeared from behind, holding a small cloth bag, and he lifted it up to show his wife like a treasure.

That night, Sanguang coder Qiu Yihu's leg was broken.

It’s noon two days later.

Cheng Qianfan stood on the rooftop of the Central Patrol Office Building.

Xiao Cheng was smoking happily. There was a table and a chair not far from him. There was a newspaper on the table and a pot of hot tea that had just been brewed.

He saw Zhou Ru walking across the road carrying a three-layered bamboo food box, and entered the yard through the gate of the patrol room.

“Here.” Mr. Cheng waved his hand and shouted to his ‘private cook’.

“Stir-fried pork with shredded radish.”

“Steamed seabass.”

“And your favorite bad edamame.”

“Today arrived a quarter of an hour later than expected.” Cheng Qianfan looked at the time on his watch and said casually while eating.

“I went to Nanshi this morning.” Zhou Ru said. “Chen Yun organized a group of people to deliver food to the orphanage in Nanshi.”

“Hypocritical benevolence and righteousness.” Cheng Qianfan sneered.

“When I came back from the orphanage, there was a gunshot on the road.” Zhou Ru said.

“It should be that an underground intelligence point of the Red Party was taken away by people from Dingmutun.” Zhou Ru said.

Zhou Ru still can’t forget the scene she saw that morning:

A gunshot broke the tranquility on the street, and crowds of people fled everywhere.

He saw a truck parked in front of a grocery store. There was a person lying in front of the grocery store. There was a large pool of blood on the ground. He saw that the man was not going to survive. He was a big kid who was only sixteen or seventeen years old. .

Then, a man with his face covered in blood was escorted out of the grocery store with his hands clasped behind his back.

A man in a black suit grabbed the arrested man's hair and pulled it up hard.

Zhou Ru saw an angry and stubborn face covered in blood.

The man in the black suit waved his hand, and two of his men escorted the man out.

The door of the grocery store is a staircase.

There was ice on the steps.

One of the agents' feet slipped and his hands relaxed.

The captured man immediately seized this rare opportunity, broke free from the restraints, and ran away.

Zhou Ru shook her head inwardly. There was no way this person could escape. There were several spies on the other side of the truck, and they still had guns in their hands.

Then she saw the man hit the wall not far away, his head was like a rotten watermelon, and his body was spread out on the ground.

“The man was already dying at the time,” Zhou Ru said. “The two bodies were taken away, and a piece of angle iron was stuffed into the gap in the corner of the wall. The height was just about the same as the man’s head. He had been prepared for it.”

"Although as far as the party-state is concerned, the more Red Party members die, the better." Cheng Qianfan took a bite of fish and said, "But he is a man."

“Chen Yun was frightened at the time. He said...”

“What did you say?”

“He said this is the scary thing about the Red Party, it is so good at deceiving people.” Zhou Ru said, staring into Cheng Qianfan’s eyes as he spoke.

“Heretical theories and extremely misleading.” Cheng Qianfan sneered. He picked up the cigarette case on the table, took out a cigarette and stuffed it into his mouth. Zhou Ru quickly picked up the lighter on the table and helped the team leader light the cigarette.

“But what’s wrong with the Red Party? They seem to be having problems lately.” Cheng Qianfan muttered, then clicked his tongue, “Are you sure they are from Dingmutun, not Wang Kangnian?”

“The leader is Cao Yu. It is said that this person was taken away from Wang Kangnian by Dingmu Tun and is very important.” Zhou Ru said.

"Cao Yu?" Cheng Qianfan looked thoughtful, "The Central Government has been trying to get rid of him. This person is as timid as a mouse, how dare he show up in public?"

“Cao Yu was sitting in the truck and didn’t show up.” Zhou Ru said.

“Then how are you sure it’s Cao Yu?” Cheng Qianfan was surprised.

“Looking through the car window, there is a guy in the passenger seat smoking, and half of his right ear is missing,” Zhou Ru said.

“One ear.” Cheng Qianfan couldn’t help but nodded. It was rumored that this person was hit in the ear by the Red Party, causing a large piece of his right ear to be missing. It should be this person.

As he spoke, he touched his chin and pondered. The people in Dingmutun began to act blatantly. This was a very bad signal:

There is Wu Shanyue in the pseudo police station, and Wang Kangnian is in the detective brigade. Now the secret service organizations of Dingmutun and Li Cuiqun have also begun to operate openly, as well as Japanese spies of all sizes, such as the Extra High School Class, Mitsui Kaikan, Iwai Mansion, Nishimura Squad, etc. Agency, the situation in Shanghai's secret struggle against Japan will be unprecedentedly severe.

“The enemy is getting stronger and stronger, and the storm is about to come.” Cheng Qianfan said to Zhou Ru with a serious expression.

Zhou Ru nodded and was about to say something when she heard the team leader say, "Send a report to Chongqing. The funds have been in arrears for two months. When will it be sent?"

 He picked up a bean and said, "The soldiers and horses have to move forward before the food and grass are used. We can't let the brothers fight hungry all the time."

Chongqing.

No. 19, Luojiawan.

“Secretary, Xiao Mian from the Shanghai Special Situation Team is calling.” Qi Wu handed a message to Dai Chunfeng.

"Oh, let me see what good news Team Leader Xiao has to report..." Dai Chunfeng took the message and said casually. Before he finished speaking, his face changed and he slapped the message on the table angrily, "Asshole , every one of them asked for money, asking for money, like a ghost."

The biggest headache for Dai Chunfeng is when his subordinates ask for money.

Funding issues have always been an important factor restricting the development of military unification.

In the previous period of the Lixingshe Secret Service, the Secret Service mainly relied on the funds that Chang Kaishen found a way to establish a new name for its use, support and use.

In fact, during the Lixingshe Secret Service period, due to insufficient funds for activities, the secret services in various places were not wealthy in terms of weapons, equipment, and operational funds.

It wasn’t until the Marco Polo Bridge Incident broke out last year and the all-out war of resistance began that the Military Control Bureau was officially opened, and it was legitimately included in the party and government agencies, and had a formal budget and funding source.

However, Dai Chunfeng's ambition caused the military command bureau to rapidly increase in size and number, and it had multiple troops and numerous training classes. This made the military command's financial constraints not only not alleviated, but even more stretched.

Dai Chunfeng, the dignified deputy director of the Bureau of Military Statistics, also had to write a letter to complain about poverty. Words such as "meager treatment," "funding difficulties," and "lack of equipment and teaching materials" can often be seen in the report.

Seeing Dai Chunfeng getting angry, Qi Wu was amused, and he also said, "Yes, this Xiao Mian, they are complaining that they have only been in arrears for three months. In some places, they have been in arrears for less than half a year..."

“It’s been three months in arrears?” Dai Chunfeng was stunned and asked.

“It’s only one week away from three months.” Qi Wu nodded.

"A guy who wants money." Dai Chunfeng held his forehead and waved his hand, "Pay the money to save this **** from bothering me."

"Yes." Qi Wu nodded, picked up another telegram from the folder and handed it over, "Secretary, this is a secret telegram from Qiqiaohua."

Dai Chunfeng's expression was solemn, "Qiqiaohua" rarely takes the initiative to generate electricity, but once there is a message exchange, there must be an urgent matter.

“‘Qiqiaohua’ will be transferred to Shanghai to work for a period of time?” Dai Chunfeng read the telegram and frowned.

“Bureau chief, if the ‘Qiaoqiaohua’ also went to Shanghai, as a ‘Qiaoqiaohua’, she will most likely be regarded as an important target of sanctions by the comrades in Shanghai. Do you want to...” Qi Wu thought for a moment and asked with a serious expression.

"No." Dai Chunfeng thought for a while and shook his head decisively. His expression was cold, and finally he sighed slightly, "If you die in the hands of one of your own, that is your fate."

“Japan’s Special Higher Education Department has also sent someone to contact me.” Shuli Zhao glanced at Zhang Ping, took the tea handed over by Zhang Ping, took a sip, and said.

“Aren’t you afraid of being treated as a traitor and being killed?” Zhang Ping sighed and asked.

"If you die in the hands of your own comrades, that's your fate." Shu Li Zhao smiled, "It's better than dying in the hands of the enemy."

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I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival and a happy family.

Thank you all for your concern and encouragement, you are moved and grateful! (Closing fists)

(End of this chapter)

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