A few hours later.

The conference room of the Secret Service was abuzz with people. Gu Qi was holding a large plate of peanuts and melon seeds, and from time to time he would grab a handful and throw them to everyone and said with a smile.

"Happy New Year in the Gregorian calendar. Everyone has worked hard this year. I bought these personally. I will eat them first and then go to Dehe Tower together in the evening.

Lao Bai knew that the deputy director returned to Beijing and insisted on inviting us to a banquet. Since the dignified Jinling Police Chief has a little face, he still has to give us a little.

It is said that he has prepared more than a dozen bottles of 20-year-old Nuerhong alone. Chunyang, you should drink more when the time comes to get rid of the coldness on your body."

"Oh, it's true that it's bad luck."

Wu Chunyang, who had just been discharged from the hospital a few days ago, stood beside the stool and replied helplessly. The gauze on his buttocks was clearly visible.

"Haha, Chunyang, tell me, how many times has this happened to you, and your butt hurts every time? You might as well buy an iron pot and carry it next time."

The big bald Gui Youguang was chewing melon seeds in his mouth, his eyes swept over Wu Chunyang's well-tested buttocks, he laughed and joked.

Everyone was leaning forward and backward with joy. The veteran Song Minghao then said something else: "Chief Wu's ass is really lucky."

Ha ha ha ha.....

Just when the conference room was filled with a cheerful atmosphere, Zuo Zhong opened the door and walked in. The agents quickly stopped their smiles and sat upright.

Zuo Zhong looked expressionlessly at his subordinates who were trying to suppress their laughter, then raised his feet and came to Wu Chunyang's side. After a moment of silence, he suddenly smiled.

"I have applied to the Military Commission to receive honors for you. I heard that there is a new Medal of Precious Hips. In my opinion, you are the most qualified person.

Try to get a few more and hang them on the injured area when performing missions in the future. Maybe they can also play a bulletproof role, don't you think so?"

"Pfft~"

Shen Dongxin was drinking tea. When he heard this, he spit out the tea in his mouth. Wu Jingzhong opposite him immediately became a drowned rat.

Ever since Lao Dai was detained by the British while performing a mission in the port city, and Wu Chunyang was injured, the Secret Service has not been so relaxed for a long time.

The way of civil and military affairs is easy to break if it is relaxed and stretched all the time, so Zuo Zhong saw everyone joking and didn't say much.

After a while, the conference room slowly returned to silence. Everyone looked at Zuo Zhong above them with bright eyes, ready to obey orders.

They understood that if there was no important task, the deputy director would not mobilize so many people and call so many people here.

Big operations usually mean big achievements. Gu Qi and others who did not participate in the Northeast and Tokyo missions were even more excited.

"Yijun, distribute the information."

Facing everyone's expectant eyes, Zuo Zhong lit a cigarette and turned to He Yijun, who had just returned from Chang'an and nodded.

Document bags with top secret written on them were immediately placed on the table. Everyone seriously opened the seal and took out the documents from inside.

"In 1936, Japan's actual total national budget was 2.28 billion yen, and the navy and army budget was 1.078 billion yen, accounting for 47.3%."

"In 1937, Japan's total national planning budget was 4.74 billion yen, and its navy and army expenditure budget was 3.27 billion yen, accounting for 69% of the total."

There were two strings of numbers listed at the beginning of the document, and everyone present felt nervous. They were all veterans of intelligence and knew what this represented.

Generally speaking, such an obvious increase in the proportion of military expenditure is naturally to prepare for the war, and the Japanese are ready to take action.

Gucci looked down with a livid face and found that in addition to macroeconomics, the Japanese were also prepared for war in terms of industry.

As of December 1936, the Japanese government had issued military purchase orders of more than 5 billion yen to private industry and equipment companies.

There are 110 private companies designated to receive military orders, including Mitsui, Mitsubishi, Sumitomo and other chaebols with strong capital.

Among them, the old chaebol’s military investment accounts for 14% to 26% of the total capital, and the new chaebol’s military investment accounts for 50% to 95% of the total capital.

The Japanese government is consciously supporting military enterprises and developing the military industry. In doing so, there is no other possibility except launching a war.

In addition, calling on the people to economize on food and clothing, reduce unnecessary expenditures, and purchase war bonds are also new measures taken by the Japanese government.

open source,

Throttle.

The enemy is using a two-pronged approach to accumulate energy for the upcoming war of aggression, while the National Government is still living in a state of intoxication.

No matter industry, agriculture, or the military were not prepared, everyone was intoxicated by the illusion of the golden decade.

For example, the most popular profession in the Republic of China was not a soldier or a teacher, but a stock manager in Shanghai. It is evident that people are distracted.

But do you rely on stocks to fight a war? Short selling and short selling cannot save the country or the nation. The only thing that increases is meaningless numbers.

At the end of the document is a photo of a huge battleship in the process of laying its keel, with the dense welding lights on it making people shudder.

Everyone fell silent after reading the document, including Gui Youguang, who usually laughed and laughed all day long, because such a battle was impossible to fight.

"Have you seen it all?"

Zuo Zhong put out the cigarette butt, pointed at the map of the Republic of China on the wall and sighed: "What a great country, but it's a pity that it won't be peaceful for long.

The Japanese are heavily armed and their intentions are known to everyone, but their leaders need to consider the impact and are not in a position to openly negotiate with Japan.

But we cannot wait. The Secret Service is the sharpest spear and the last shield of the government. We must do our work at the front."

At this point, he stared into the eyes of the people present: "In order to predict the enemy beforehand, I am going to make some adjustments to the local district stations.

In particular, there will be a big change in the intelligence system that I am in charge of. You are all my old subordinates, so I will say some things directly."

The members of the Intelligence Section from Gu Qi down knew that what the Deputy Director was going to say next would be of great importance, and they immediately puffed up their chests.

They are the deputy director's people,

The entire Secret Service knows.

Over there, Zuo Zhong stretched out a finger and said word by word: "The first thing is to rotate the intelligence team agents in all districts and stations in the country.

The specific principle of rotation is that those in the interior go to the coast, those in the south go to the north, and those in prosperous areas go to remote places. Do you understand?

The purpose of this is very simple. If the local area falls, the newly arrived personnel will have less contact with the local area, making it easier to hide and carry out tasks.

For the same reason, the leadership, field staff, and internal staff of the same district station must be dispersed and assigned, and the original network of contacts must be completely cut off.

To avoid a situation where one person is arrested and everyone on the line is exposed, we must learn from other underground parties on this."

I only give you three months to complete this work. Each department must take the opportunity to screen the relevant personnel one by one, and no one shall be exempted."

"yes!"

The agents suddenly stood up and responded to the order. Such a big move was related to the pre-war arrangements for the Sino-Japanese war. No one dared to take it lightly.

Zuo Zhong pressed his hands and asked everyone to sit down, and continued: "The second thing is to establish supply points and safe houses in major cities.

A certain number of guns, radios, and dangerous goods must be stored in the material point. After the fall, there is no need to call from the headquarters in case of special circumstances.

You know how powerful Japan's intelligence agencies are, and it will be very difficult to find these things on the other side's territory.

As the old saying goes, be prepared for danger. The power gap between China and Japan is too big. We must prepare for the worst and make the most pessimistic preparations.

There are only two requirements for the storage point. First, the location must be concealed. I don’t want the weapons I finally raised to be discovered and stolen.

Second, materials must be waterproof and moisture-proof, especially radios. Once electronic equipment is soaked in water, it will be troublesome to repair.

Small parts such as tubes, resistors, and capacitors have always been controlled items, and buying them on the market is tantamount to suicide."

Everyone nodded upon hearing this,

These things are really sensitive.

The wastes in No. 1 like to hang around the electrical equipment stores in Jinling, following strange buyers to find suspicious persons.

In the past few years, many underground parties have been recruited. This is a lesson learned. Stocking up on important parts in advance can effectively avoid this situation.

At the same time, the storage of weapons and ammunition is also a matter of course. Oil seals and packaging cannot make any mistakes, otherwise they will cause rust.

Unlike cold weapons that rust, guns that rust are equivalent to being scrapped. Using such weapons to fight the Japanese is not as satisfying as committing suicide.

"As for the safe house..."

Zuo Zhong paused, thought for a long time and shook his head: "Currently, the national government's fiscal deficit is serious, and the allocated funds are getting less and less.

If conditions permit, I think it would be best to buy the house and send someone to clean it and repair it, without having any vertical connection with the local district station.

After all, the uncertainty of renting a house is too great to lurk for a long time. We don’t have time to deal with those landlords who are only interested in profit.

Moreover, renting a house cannot make large-scale modifications to the internal structure, which is a fatal flaw. It is not a safe house if it does not even have a secret room.

Let's do this, you do the work, I'll find a way to make the money, why don't you meet Lao Bai more often, I'm sure he won't have any objections."

Everyone was happy. When the smugglers attacked Wu Chunyang, Lao Bai made a lot of mistakes. He was probably eager to lose money and avoid disaster.

Take it from the people, use it for the people,

Not a loss.

The next step of the work was sorted out, Zuo Zhong asked Gu Qi and Gui Youguang to stay, and then announced the adjournment of the meeting, and the spies left in a hurry.

After everyone finished walking, he called Gui Youguang aside and asked in a low voice: "Has the secret tunnel on Jisi Feier Road been dug? Will there be any problems?"

"No, I made multiple supports and smoothed the surrounding areas with cement. It won't be a problem for a hundred years." Gui Youguang assured, patting his chest.

"Okay, I believe you."

Zuo Zhong nodded slightly and glanced at him: "But military law is strict. If something goes wrong, you kid, don't blame me for being unkind.

Okay, you go back and make a list of the people who participated in the excavation. From now on, this group of people will try not to go out on field missions and just work in the headquarters.
To be continued...