"Brother, is your information accurate? If you lie about military information, you will be killed." Kang Ze felt that this matter was too big and he was a little undecided.
"What does reporting intelligence have to do with lying about military information?" Lu Ming became angry and shouted loudly.
"Well, you have to verify it and report it to the chairman after basic confirmation." Kang Ze hesitated.
"No piece of intelligence can be 100% accurate, but we cannot not report it to the superiors to prove the accuracy of the intelligence. There must be three different sources of intelligence. Do we have this condition now?" Lu Ming continued to shout loudly.
The matter was urgent, and he couldn't consider Kang Ze's face.
Adjutant Qi and Liu Qiwen heard Lu Ming's voice outside, and they seemed to be getting angry. They looked at each other, wondering why Lu Ming, who had always been gentle and gentlemanly, was so angry.
"Well, what you said makes sense. I was confused. This is important information." Kang Ze realized the seriousness of the problem and immediately admitted his mistake.
He has been in the army for a long time. It is indeed a capital crime to lie about military information in the army, but this is different from whether the information he obtained is accurate.
If you lie about military information by deliberately exaggerating the number and combat power of the enemy, or by deliberately lying about the number of enemy casualties to gain military merit, etc., thus causing heavy losses in battle, you must be beheaded.
However, intelligence work has its own principles. Concealing important information and failing to report it is regarded as lying about military intelligence.
"I will call the principal himself now." Kang Ze picked up the red telephone on the table. This is a direct-dial security phone only available at the secretary-general level, which is also the so-called safe line.
He glanced at Lu Ming, a little hesitant.
Lu Ming knew what he meant and immediately stood up and said, "I'll avoid it first. You can make a phone call quickly."
"Brother Lu, you can't leave the building now. Maybe the principal will ask you personally later." Kang Ze had already started dialing with one hand, and he was also anxious.
"I'm waiting in the office. I also have a phone call to make." Lu Ming said.
He walked out, ignoring the strange looks that Adjutant Qi and Liu Qiwen gave him, and quickly returned to his office, picked up the same red phone, and called Sheng Youde.
Sheng Youde didn't interrupt. After he finished speaking, he said in a deep voice: "You come to my place tonight. We need to have a good talk. It's not convenient to talk on the phone."
"Okay." Lu Ming put down the phone, mumbling nonsense words.
He turned back and took out a bottle of Scotch whiskey from a wine cabinet, opened it and took a big sip.
The spicy feeling extends from the throat to the stomach, and then the heat radiating from the stomach instantly surges throughout the body.
He felt much better and his mind was calmer.
He took another big gulp, then sat in his chair and waited quietly for the alcohol to take effect.
He is not an alcoholic, but he really needs the help of alcohol now.
He himself was ashamed and felt that he was a little frightened. He never expected that such a thing would happen.
He had never experienced war or artillery fire. Although the Northeast had fallen and the war with Japan had essentially begun, the war in Northeast China was too far away for Shanghainese, and he could not feel the cruelty and coldness of the war for a while.
This time is different, the war is about to be ignited in Shanghai.
For him, of course there is a way to escape, buy a ferry ticket and reach New York in twenty days, but he will never do this.
He has long made up his mind that if one day war breaks out across China, he will not escape and will never be a deserter. This is his bottom line.
If the country is really ruined and the family is destroyed, then fight with this life to the end until the last moment of your life. In his view, the so-called serving the country means living together in life and death.
"Secretary-general, President Kang, please come over immediately, Nanjing's phone number." A timid voice sounded at the door.
Lu Ming saw Liu Qiwen standing at the door, with a somewhat frightened expression on her face, fearing that she might offend him.
He hummed and immediately stood up and walked out quickly.
When they arrived at Kang Ze's office, Adjutant Qi was not in the room. Kang Ze handed the phone in his hand to him: "The principal is looking for you. Please report it truthfully."
"Sir, this is Lu Ming." Lu Ming took the phone and said.
"Okay, Lu Ming, how credible is your information?" came the Chairman's thick Fenghua accent.
"Sir, I dare not say that this information is absolutely credible, but I personally believe in this information, otherwise I would not report it to you," Lu Ming said.
"Where did you get your information from?" the chairman asked.
"Sir, I can only say that it is information from Japan. Please forgive me for not being able to name specific people." Lu Ming said with a bitter smile.
He couldn't betray Kenta or Muto-san. People at the Nanjing General Headquarters talked a lot, so the news might not get out.
Muto sent him information from China, and I believe he risked his life, and so did Kenda.
If the Japanese side learns that they provided information to Lu Ming, both of them will be hanged for treason.
"Okay, wait a moment, don't hang up the phone."
Then, Lu Ming heard Mr. Wenbai's voice coming from inside: "Commissioner, the Lightning Department just called back. They detected that a squadron led by Major General Koichi Shiozawa, Commander of the Japanese Fleet, had set off from Nagasaki Port yesterday morning.
It is heading towards Wusongkou, Shanghai, and is expected to arrive tonight. The purpose is unknown."
"From this point of view, the information from Shanghai is credible," the chairman's voice said.
"I think it is completely credible." Mr. Wenbai's voice said.
"Immediately convene an emergency meeting of the Military Committee. You go and summon all the members first. I will chair it later." the chairman's voice said.
"Yes." Mr. Wenbai's voice said.
"Lu Ming, it is now confirmed that the Japanese naval fleet is about to enter Wusongkou. It seems that your information is completely credible. If this information is confirmed, you will have made great contributions to the party and the country. I will personally give you
You are awarded the honor," the chairman said.
"Sir, I am just doing my duty as a Chinese without any reward." Lu Ming said.
"If you have merit, you will be rewarded, and if you make mistakes, you will be punished. This has been true in ancient and modern times. The work of the Shanghai Branch will be left to you and Kang Ze. You must unite sincerely, work together, and serve the party and the country."
"Yes, sir." Lu Ming said.
"Give Kang Ze the phone and I'll explain a few words to him."
Lu Ming handed the phone to Kang Ze, then turned around and went out.
Walking out of Kang Ze's office, he felt relieved. He had done everything he could, and the outcome was not something he could decide.
He has always regretted not revealing the 520 plan to Zhang Hanqing and the government. He sometimes wonders, if the government military authorities and Zhang Hanqing knew about the 520 plan in advance, could the September 18th Incident have been avoided?
Although his reason told him that even if Zhang Hanqing had known about it in advance, the September 18th Incident would not have been avoided and the outcome would not have been much different from what it is now, but he still had a knot in his heart and felt that he had committed a crime against the country.
Now was the time for him to make up for his past mistakes, so he told Kang Ze the news immediately, and then told Sheng Youde to avoid wasting time.
After listening to the call, Kang Ze called the adjutant over.
"Immediately notify the cadres of all departments, divisions, and departments to convene an emergency meeting in the conference room within ten minutes."
"Is it the cadres in charge of intelligence, or all cadres?" Adjutant Qi's mind didn't turn around for a moment.
"All cadres! Not one less!" Kang Ze shouted.
"yes."
The adjutant hurriedly ran out and went downstairs to inform each department, department and department.
After Lu Ming returned to his office, he took another sip of whiskey, this time not to calm down, but because he felt relaxed.
Lu Ming suddenly thought of someone and immediately got up to call Zhang Ziyang. Zhang Ziyang was reading a newspaper in the police station with his legs crossed.
"Zi Yang, hurry up and find An Gonggen. I want to meet him at noon the day after tomorrow and have a meal with him at Badawan Restaurant." Lu Ming said anxiously.
"An Gonggen called me yesterday and said he wanted to see you. You are Zhang Lang looking for Li Lang." Zhang Ziyang joked.
"I won't tell you any more. I'm busy. Please stay at the police station as much as possible these days. Don't go anywhere. I'll look for you at any time." Lu Ming didn't dare to hold the phone for a long time.
There will be a call coming in.
"Secretary-General Lu, please go to the conference room on the second floor immediately for an emergency meeting of the whole society." Liu Qiwen stood at the door and informed.