"News from the mountain city, Dai Chunfeng..."

"According to the order of the superior, we made the following deployment..."

"We need to step up radio detection."

"yes."

Two sounds came from an inconspicuous yard in the border area. The light of the oil lamp casts a faint shadow on the windows. Eighth Route Army soldiers carrying rifles were walking back and forth everywhere inside and outside the courtyard wall.

The hazy moonlight shines on the sign on the left side of the courtyard gate, and the words "Border District Communications Office External Liaison Bureau" written in black paint are particularly conspicuous.

Of course, this is just an external name. Inside, it is the fourth bureau of the Ministry of Social Sciences, responsible for intelligence analysis work in the entire border area, and is the core business department of the Ministry of Social Sciences.

A few minutes later, Vice Minister Li walked out of the yard, took a look at the direction of the temporary residence of the Guo Party and the Condolences Group, and frowned and walked away slowly.

On the other end of the station.

Zuo Chongzheng and Cui Hongyong had a great conversation. The rest of the southern guerrillas in Shanxi was about to end and they would return to the Japanese-occupied area in a few days, so Cui Hongyong came to visit.

"Captain Xu, thank you for your supportive weapons. With them, it will be much easier for us to fight the Japanese."

Cui Hong bowed his hand and expressed his gratitude to Zuo Chong for giving the guerrilla submachine gun, grenades and ammunition before the battle. His face was full of enthusiastic smiles, but he didn't mention the return, and he didn't know whether it was intentional or forgot.

Zuo Chong's expression seemed to be a smile. Yu Guang observed that the other party looked at him nervously, raised his hand and handed over a cigarette, and sighed.

"Instructor Cui, it's not that Xu is stingy, but these weapons are the government's property and the gun numbers are registered. You should return them as soon as possible."

When Cui Hongyong heard that he wanted to return the weapon, he was anxious and got up to serve Zuo Xiaoyan himself and replied with a smile.

"Oh, we are a family, and the border area is also under the leadership of the National Government. What are you talking about? If Team Leader Xu goes to Jin Province again in the future, Cui will definitely invite you to drink."

He is worthy of being an instructor. He has a high theoretical water level, and he fooled things up indifferently. He wanted to exchange Thomson and M24 grenades worth thousands of dollars for a meal of local wine. Otherwise, people in Jinzhou can do business.

Zuo Chong took a sip of cigarette slowly and said a very realistic question: "Instructor Cui, even if you give the submachine gun, you can't replenish your ammunition."

Cui Hong slapped his thigh with excitement: "Is this a coincidence? There are many bullets with 11.43 caliber, and the Shanxi Sui Army. A lot of Taiyuan Arsenal was built back then. As long as you are willing to spend money, you can buy as much as you want."

As early as 1927, Yan Baichuan's arsenal began to imitate Thomson, called Jinzhuan Thomson, also known as the Type 17 charge machine gun, with a monthly output of 900.

Although the arsenal was occupied by the Japanese after Taiyuan fell, bullets were small in size and easy to carry. When the Jinsui Army fled, they brought a lot of them, which was a hard currency on the black market.

Looking at Cui Hong's expectant eyes, Zuo Chong smiled bitterly, no longer talking about weapons, and talked to the other party about the situation in Jin Province.

In fact, when he gave the things out, he didn't plan to come back. He just acted just now. After all, he had been cheated of so many guns, so it would be too suspicious if he didn't do anything.

After chatting for a while, Zuo Chong suddenly asked a distracted question: "Listen to Mr. Cui's conversation, you should have studied, how could you join the underground party?"

Upon hearing this, Cui Hongyong's smile gradually disappeared, his emotions suddenly became depressed, as if he was trapped in memories, and after a long time he talked about his past.

"Cui is from Beiping and studied in college. When the Japanese attacked Beiping a few years ago, my family died under shelling, and I was the only one left. Thanks to the church ambulance team's treatment, otherwise it would have become a piece of loess.

Team Leader Xu, ask me why I joined the underground party, what should I join? Is the Fruit Party? If it weren’t for your chairman, how could the Northeast be lost, how could the North China be lost, how could my family die?”

Cui Hong threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stepped on it and twisted it hard, his tone was very angry and his eyes were red.

"Sorry, it was Xu who was abrupt."

Zuo Zhong smiled bitterly and expressed his apology, and then continued to ask about the locations of Japanese strongholds in various parts of southern Shanxi, troops, weapon configuration, commander name, command style, etc.

Cui Hongyong knew some of these information, but he still told Zuo Chong in detail as much as possible without any concealment.

According to him, after the war started, the guerrillas destroyed many Japanese devils in a mobile and flexible manner, and established stable bases and local management agencies in the Japanese-occupied area.

However, since the beginning of the year, the Guo Party troops have provoked many times and even cooperated with the Japanese army to encircle and suppress the guerrillas. They have lost many soldiers and base areas. When they talk about their anger, they smashed the table with their fists and clanged.

This is pointing at the monk and scolding Bad. Zuo Chong had to say awkwardly nonsense that the enemy should be facing the enemy and unity and fight against Japan first. He scolded someone again in his heart.

When the Allies and Axis powers have not been completely formed and the United States has not participated in the war, the Fructus Party has been restrained in doing this. By the time of something next year, someone's anti-action will become more rampant.

After silently greeting someone, Zuo Chong and Cui Hong used it to go outside the door. After the two shook hands, Cui Hong left with big strides and quickly disappeared from Zuo Chong's sight.

Taiyuan, 1st Army Command.

Yoshio Shinozuka and Doihara stood in the war room in military uniforms, holding photos of the damage assessment and a piece of information to pass on each other. Seeing this, the staff members tactfully left the room, and there were only two old Japanese left in the room.

"Dohihara, it seems that the camp of the resistance elements has not been fatally damaged, and the Chinese in the South China Sea have not been eliminated."

Yoshio Shinozuka shook the aerial photos taken by the air team under the 1st Army. From the photos, we can see that the border area station has restored order. This result disappointed him very much, and he said regretfully.

"My 1st Army is ready for full mobilization. As long as there is an accident in the upper echelons of the underground party, the imperial army can march straight in and completely eliminate these guys. It's a pity.

The losses of the advance team also exceeded the expected expectations. Hundreds of rigorously trained imperial warriors, Doihara Jun, I underestimated the enemy, and the base camp should be dissatisfied."

Thinking that Tokyo's reprimand telegram would appear in front of you at any time, Yoshio Shinozuka had a headache. Haga, those people had no idea what was going on in the front line, and only knew how to hold people accountable.

Doihara looked at the information carefully. After the old friend finished speaking, he folded the documents neatly, put them in his pocket, raised his head and comforted him with warmth.

"Shinozuka-kun doesn't have to worry. The slightest loss of advancing into the team is worth it. This game of chess is not over yet, so let's wait and see.

I really hope to end the mission in Jin Province as soon as possible. Hassan, Shanghai, is about to get engaged. As an old boss, I must come to congratulate you."

"Oh? Is it the long-sleeved and good-looking Hasegur Ryosuke?"

Yoshio Shinozuka was a little surprised. He had heard of this name in his local area and in the North China Expeditionary Force Headquarters. It is said that this person is quite business-minded and has a close relationship with the Imperial Army, Navy senior management and even the locust tribe.

"Yes, it's him."

Doiki turned out to be Tan Xing. After getting on and off the sofa with Yoshio Shinozuka, he whispered: "Hagu's family background is very ordinary, and there is a lot of resistance to promotion. Not only that, many people covet his wealth.

I introduced him to a distant relative of the Locust clan as his fiancée. The woman was the king of Tokurimiya Minorhiko. Their marriage had just been confirmed. With the help of the Locust clan and his own efforts, Hase-kun's future is promising."

It turned out that this was the case. Yoshio Shinozuka nodded, but the dignified lieutenant general of the empire actually became a matchmaker (matchmaker), which was really shocking. The matter was probably not that simple.

Hasegawa Ryosuke is the head of the Hasegawa agency and a famous businessman. He has connected with many important officials of the imperial military and cabinet. If he has a background in the locust tribe, he will have a great future. No wonder Doihara is so enthusiastic.

He smiled and said, "Congratulations to Mr. Doihara. If I have time, I will go to Shanghai with you. You should know more young talents like this.

When the war is over and the military's mission is completed, the empire will be dominated by the locusts and civil servants. Now, making more friends will be a huge investment for you and me."

Doihara laughed loudly. His old friend was indeed a wonderful person and a smart person. It was worth it that he had said so much.

But what he wants is far more than that. Tojo can become the prime minister of Lu. It doesn’t matter that he can’t do it, and even the position below one person and above ten thousand people...

Resisting the excitement, Doihara picked up the teacup and toasted Yoshio Shinozuka. His eyes looked at the West with a deep look, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Two days later.

After many days of in-depth visits, the condolence group determined that the underground party news I heard in the past were all rumors, and also confirmed that the hope of the Republic of China was in the border areas.

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The political atmosphere is very different from that of mountain cities. People advocate square meter, etc., and the relationship between the people and officials is good, just like relatives, and everyone is hardworking and working hard to engage in construction, with remarkable achievements.

Zuo Chong took these in his eyes and reported to Dai Chunfeng through the radio station every day, and also reported all the details of his exchanges with the underground party, including the occurrence of Japanese spies in the border area.

There is a saying that loyalty is not absolute, it means absolute disloyalty. At such a storm, you should be more cautious in your actions.

The problem is that the continuous reports have led to a result. The telegrams urging the condolence group to return to the mountain city were almost catching up with Wanyan Gou’s twelve gold medals.

In the telegram, someone sincerely began to talk about the help of the Chinese in the South China Sea to the life-border period. He hoped that the condolences group would not be "blinded" and would come back soon.

But Mr. Chen and the others didn't want to leave, and the spies could not really tie the person back. Dai Chunfeng had to strictly order Zuo Chong to pay attention to the every move of the condolence group and agreed to him to carry out limited business "communication" with the underground party.

If possible, it is best to develop Japanese spies into double-faced spies, let the other party serve the government, and allow them to convey border information to the Japanese when appropriate.

That morning, Zuo Chong had just sent yesterday's briefing to the headquarters. Deputy Minister Li came again without reporting and brought a message.

——The secondary screening work of the 509 people has been completed, and a total of 81 suspects have been found. The Japanese spy who installed radio guidance devices near the guesthouse is likely to be among them.
Chapter completed!