Among the officers of the spy brigade, only a few officers led by Song Han in the first squadron were from the seat. The second squadron's attitude was not clear, that is, the third squadron, led by Huo Yueze, and several of his own confidants were installed, which was barely considered to be the Baoding squad.

As for the reconnaissance squadron, it is 100% of the Baoding Group. The officers are Ning Zhiheng's confidants and the most reliable subordinates.

Ning Zhiheng patted Huo Yueze on the shoulder and comforted with a smile: "But there is no need to worry about these things. It's just spending more money. As long as you do the work in the restaurant, I'm not afraid of others. After all, we are still the backbone of the Baoding Group, so you can do it with confidence and boldness!"

Since Ning Zhiheng made up his mind and was preparing to attack the warehouses along the Pudong coast, he had already made some preparations. Eating alone would definitely cause disaster. The Seal cannot be concealed at all, and he was going to give Seal some benefits.

Especially this time, Cuba actually wanted to transfer them back to Nanshi, which is likely to be sent to the front-line battlefield. Ning Zhiheng decided to give him a heavy sum of money that was enough to impress Cuba in order to try to save himself and his elites. In contrast, this money is nothing but external things, so he should increase his efforts to obtain wealth and never miss this opportunity.

Ning Zhiheng cheered Huo Yueze and signaled him not to be scruples and let go. Huo Yueze then put his heart in his stomach, turned around and said goodbye, and hurried back to rest.

Seeing that the time was almost over, Ning Zhiheng immediately got up and rushed to the war zone command center.

At this time, the order to be opened has been issued. All the personnel of the command center began to pack up their luggage and supplies, and the preparations were carried out in an orderly manner. The entire command center was in a busy situation.

Ning Zhiheng also quickly entered and soon arrived at the war room. There were many busy people inside. When Zhang Zhiye saw Ning Zhiheng coming, he just nodded and said nothing, and continued to pack up his luggage.

Ning Zhiheng knocked on the door and entered Zhang Zhengkui's office, and saw that it was already cleaned up inside.

Adjutant Li Lixin was rolling up a battle map, and Zhang Zhengkui stood outside with his hands behind his back and looked out.

"Commander!" Ning Zhiheng bowed and bowed.

"You are here!" Zhang Zhengkui's mood was obviously much better than last night. When he saw Ning Zhiheng coming in, he immediately smiled, "It's like this every time. Once he started, he was messy and in a mess. He had been used to it for many years."

"The commander worked tirelessly for state affairs and took difficulties as his own responsibility. He is a role model for students!" Ning Zhiheng said sincerely. He took out a volume of calligraphy and paintings and gently placed them on the desk. "At the time of parting, the student had no body, so he could only write this volume of calligraphy and writing it with his own hands. He respectfully presented it to the commander as a souvenir, and hoped that the teacher would not abandon it!"

During this period of time in the Pudong battlefield, Ning Zhiheng was cared for and appreciated by Zhang Zhengkui. Not only was he not sent to the front line to participate in the war, but he also made a lot of contributions. Naturally, he was extremely grateful. His teacher went to the battlefield, which of course he expressed his feelings.

However, Ning Zhiheng dared not give Zhang Zhengkui money. To be honest, he didn't have any money left on him now. When he came to the front line of Shanghai, he had already dispersed all his wealth. The most valuable thing on him is the Longines watch on his wrist. In desperation, he had to write a volume in his hand to show his heart!

Zhang Zhengkui looked at Ning Zhiheng in surprise, reached out to pick up the scroll, spread it gently, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that Zhiheng is so elegant!"

But soon his eyes were staring at the word tightly and he couldn't move it away, and he couldn't help but say, "Okay, okay!"

Ning Zhiheng was delighted when he heard his praise. In fact, he had seen two regular script scrolls by Tan Yankai, a famous calligrapher of the Republic of China, on the wall behind Zhang Zhengkui's office chair. The brushwork and charm were both exquisite. He knew that Zhang Zhengkui was also a person who loves elegance and has great appreciation. His calligraphy was considered to be his favorite, but he didn't know whether Zhang Zhengkui was satisfied. Now it seems that the gift was not wrong.

"Manjianghong! Good! Great! Yue Wumu's Manjianghong! Good words and good words! Just as the scene is right, it's time! I like it very much!" Zhang Zhengkui exclaimed without realizing it. He never expected that Ning Zhiheng would write a long scroll with extremely exquisite small calligraphy, which was the most famous long poem "Manjianghong" by the national hero Yue Fei!

"I am determined to eat the meat of the barbarians in hunger, laugh and talk about thirsty and drink the blood of the Huns, wait until I turn back, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and go to the sky!" Zhang Zhengkui said softly, and couldn't help but feel excited.

In particular, in order to express the passionate and generous meaning in the words and sentences, Ning Zhiheng deliberately clamped the sharp key of the pen, and a sharp tip was revealed in the solemnity of regular script, which complemented each other!

After watching carefully for a long time, Zhang Zhengkui was reluctant to let go. Li Lixin, the adjutant beside him, couldn't help but be surprised when he saw this scene. He didn't expect that Ning Zhiheng's words were liked so much. This was very rare in his impression.

After a long time, Zhang Zhengkui put down the scroll, carefully put it away, handed it to Li Lixin, and ordered: "Put it in the innermost book box, frame it if you have time, I want to appreciate it!"

When Li Lixin heard this, he quickly took the letter scroll carefully. The book box was placed in the commander's favorite calligraphy and paintings. The commander's favorite calligraphy and paintings can be arranged in this way, which shows how the commander loves this character.

"Zhiheng, I didn't expect that your calligraphy was so accomplished, which surprised me!" Zhang Zhengkui looked at Ning Zhiheng carefully, feeling very conflicted. The young man in front of him was his junior. He was not only wise and brave, but also had outstanding abilities, but also both civil and military, with great talent. He was a top talent.

It’s a pity that I joined the army and now I have to go to the front line. Life and death are hard to describe, and the sadness in my heart arises naturally.

He patted Ning Zhiheng on the shoulder and couldn't help but sigh, but he didn't know where to start.

Ning Zhiheng smiled slightly and said, "It's good that the commander likes it. I wish you a victory and a success!"

"Then I'll lend you a good word!" Zhang Zhengkui calmed down and chuckled, "I hope this war will have a good result, and you and I can return safely."

The two of them talked softly, and Zhang Zhengkui told Ning Zhiheng a few more words. At this time, the outside was cleaned up, and Zhang Zhengkui ordered the departure.

Outside the gate, the two waved to see him off, and Ning Zhiheng watched Zhang Zhengkui's vehicle gradually depart.

Zhang Zhengkui, who was sitting in the car, looked through the rear window and saw Ning Zhiheng's figure disappearing, and couldn't help but sigh: "What a pity, I don't know if there will be a day to meet such a hero in the future!"

Li Lixin, who sat down in the front seat, heard Zhang Zhengkui's words and said softly: "Don't worry, Commander, Zhiheng is extremely smart, there will be no accidents. I believe we will meet soon!"

"I hope this is the case!" Zhang Zhengkui looked at the scenery outside the window and said silently. Now many young heroes in the country have joined the battle on this battlefield and sacrificed their lives. It is so heartbreaking to think about it!

Ning Zhiheng sent Zhang Zhengkui away and rushed back to the garrison himself. As soon as he entered the door, he ordered Sun Jiacheng: "Go and bring Seiji Yasuda to me!"

"Yes!" Sun Jiacheng nodded and took the order away. After a while, he took Seiji Yasuda, who was wearing the military uniform of the National Army, to Ning Zhiheng's office, then turned around and retreated, and closed the door tightly.

"Yasada, I have made some arrangements for you. I hope you can serve us. I wonder what you are thinking about?" Ning Zhiheng signaled Yasuda Seiji to sit down, his tone was extremely amiable. He had to release Yasuda Seiji today and let him return to the Japanese military headquarters. The time here has been delayed for a long time, and it is difficult to explain in terms of time.

"Of course, everything is followed by your arrangement!" As soon as Yasuda Seiji heard Ning Zhiheng's words, he was overjoyed. He obviously wanted to prepare to put himself back. As long as he could go back alive, he would agree to everything first.

However, he is also a Japanese agent who has been trained, so he is naturally not that naive. The person on the other side will not simply let him go back. I don’t know how he will deal with him.

"Okay!" Ning Zhiheng nodded. He took a piece of materials and placed them in front of Seiji Yasuda. "This is a confession book. I have drafted the manuscript for you. You can copy it down with your own pen."

When Sumiji Yasuda heard this, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he knew that this level was not easy. He took the confession and looked carefully, and couldn't help but be shocked!

The whole book of this confession is written in Japanese, with smooth and concise words and clear and upright fonts. It is conceivable that the young Chinese officer opposite has a very high understanding of Japanese culture and a profound calligraphy attainment.

As for the contents of the confession book, you can imagine that he had to nod and said, "I'll copy it now!"

Ning Zhiheng placed the white paper and the pen in front of him. When Yasuda Seiji was about to start writing, Ning Zhiheng suddenly pressed it on the white paper and said lightly: "Yanda Jun, I have enough handwriting recognition ability. If the handwriting you copied does not match the handwriting yesterday, it will not be hidden from me."

A layer of cold sweat suddenly oozed out of Yasuda Seiji's hand, and he almost slid off the pen. It was precisely because he had this idea and wanted to change the pen body to copy it, but he didn't expect that the other party would have a clear understanding.

"No, I definitely won't!" Yuki Yasuda said repeatedly. He put away his luck and began to copy the confession honestly.

After Yasuda Seiji finished copying the confession, he handed it to Ning Zhiheng with both hands. Ning Zhiheng took it, then took out the paper and telegram records of Yasuda Seiji's writing yesterday and began to carefully check it.

While Yasuda Seiji was waiting anxiously, Ning Zhiheng finally nodded with satisfaction and placed the two pieces of materials in his hand on the table.

Then I opened the drawer, took out a prepared camera, and said, "You are facing me with these two materials, I'll take a photo."

At this time, Sumiji Yasuda knew Ning Zhiheng's intentions clearly. He had no choice but to accept his fate since he could no longer turn around.
Chapter completed!