"Brother, I'm very happy these days. Those Japanese guys are doing a good job." The young marshal said excitedly as soon as he opened his mouth.
"Which guys?" Lu Ming was stunned.
"Isn't there a storm in the city? It's those guys from the Japanese First Division. I studied their entire actions. The only thing they did wrong was that they didn't occupy the palace at the first time." The young marshal said.
"Brother, uh, you...don't you also want to play Qingjun's side?" Lu Ming was startled and stammered.
"What? How is that possible? I'm not that stupid. I'm more cunning than them."
The young marshal deliberately showed a treacherous laugh, and it sounded like he was pretending. How could he be so treacherous?
Lu Ming didn't think too deeply. After all, the main force of the Northeast Army was in Xi'an and it was impossible to return to Nanjing to stage a mutiny.
The two talked for more than an hour. It was obvious that both of them missed each other a little. Even if it was gossip, they had to talk to the person they had a bad temper with.
In fact, there was no specific content in the conversation between the two. The young marshal talked about some things that happened after he arrived in Xi'an, such as meeting Zhang Daqian who sold him fake paintings back then, how delicious the mutton steamed buns in Xi'an are, etc.
At the end of the conversation, Lu Ming couldn't help but test it out: "Brother, it's still very cold in the northwest, right?"
The young marshal paused for a moment and then said: "Brothers are all good to me, and my heart is warm..."
Lu Ming knew that the young marshal had understood what he meant, so he said: "Brother, you have worked hard all the way. We have been chatting for such a long time. Go to bed early. I will visit you tomorrow."
Through small talk, Lu Ming finally felt more at ease and knew what the young marshal was busy with recently.
The young marshal's phone call seemed to imply that everything was fine with him and there was no need to worry.
After hanging up the phone, Lu Ming returned to the intelligence office. Somehow, he still felt a little uneasy. He always felt that something big was going to happen, but he couldn't figure out what it would be like.
The CCP is now gathering in the northwest. The young commander gave a positive answer to Lu Ming's question, "My heart is hot."
That means the young marshal is still very determined to form an alliance with the Red Army. Thinking of this, Lu Ming felt relieved.
Lu Ming was not in a hurry to send a telegram to the headquarters. He felt that the matter was likely to recur before the dust settled.
Lu Ming didn't know if the young marshal could resist the pressure from the committee and resolutely form an alliance with the Red Army. If he couldn't, the alliance would go wrong at any time. It was not appropriate to talk to the headquarters at this time.
Since the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China proposed to give up civil war and disputes, and unite all parties to form the Anti-Japanese National United Front, more and more people have expressed their approval of this political proposition.
But after all, no local force has taken the initiative to ask for an alliance with the Red Army. If the young marshal really forms an alliance with the Red Army, it will open up a hole.
The establishment of the Anti-Japanese National United Front gave hope.
This is certainly a good thing.
Of course, this first step is too difficult to take. Everyone is waiting and watching, waiting for who dares to take the lead.
If things develop in the opposite direction according to the wishes of the committee, and the Northeast Army and the Red Army start a war, then the initiative of the Anti-Japanese National United Front will become an empty talk with almost no possibility of realization.
From this perspective, whether the young commander can form an alliance with the Red Army has become a key point in determining whether the anti-Japanese national united front can succeed.
Furthermore, the formation of the Anti-Japanese National United Front is the only feasible solution to resist Japan's invasion of China.
If the Japanese army invades the Central Plains and China's political situation remains as fragmented as it is now, it will have no choice but to wait to be defeated by the Japanese army one by one.
If we really get to that point, don't even think about it. It will definitely be more tragic than the Sino-Japanese War of 1894 and the Eight-Nation Allied Forces entering Beijing. In all likelihood, the country will be destroyed.
It seems that the alliance between the young marshal and the Red Army must be promoted at all costs.
Lu Ming was thinking in his mind, but he didn't have a complete plan on how to proceed. He could only take it one step at a time.
The next day, Lu Ming had been waiting in the office for the committee member and the young marshal. As long as either one of these two people called, he could guess the outcome of the matter.
The commission did not call him, and the young marshal did not call him.
This is really urgent. The committee member and the young marshal must have met. The fact that there has been no call yet means that the matter is not finalized yet.
Of course, Lu Ming hoped that the young marshal would call, which would mean that he had the upper hand. If he was approached by appointment, then the young marshal's idea would basically be wiped out.
Lu Ming was restless and restless, and didn't know what to do to distract him.
At noon, Huang Yanning walked into Lu Ming's office and said to him solemnly: "A call from Japan. A Japanese local newspaper published a news that a body was found in a local river. Our people recognized it.
Yes, it’s the missing Agent No. 26.”
Lu Ming stood up in a hurry, blood all over his body rushed to his head, and a lot of stars appeared in front of his eyes.
"This is fishing. I hope someone will claim the body and arrest the person." Lu Ming clenched his fists and said.
"That should be the case, but our people didn't act recklessly and didn't claim the body," Huang Yanning said.
"That's good, call me back right away, wait where you are, don't do anything, just pretend that nothing happened." Lu Ming said.
"Okay." Huang Yanning agreed and walked out.
"Sir, have any of us been killed again?" Liu Qiwen came over and asked.
"Yes, another No. 26 was sacrificed. The Japanese failed to get what they wanted from him, so they used this despicable method to fish out his comrades." Lu Ming said solemnly.
"It seems that the other four are no longer optimistic. Little Japan is really sharper than a dog's nose in this regard. It's so abominable." Liu Qiwen raised her eyebrows and put her hand on Lu Ming's desk.
"I'm afraid they all fell into the hands of the enemy." Lu Ming frowned.
Lu Ming didn't know how these five people were exposed. It was said that they had not officially carried out intelligence work. Their task was to find a suitable place to take root in Japan, lurk for a long time, and wait for the opportunity.
Unexpectedly, they would still encounter misfortune.
What exactly is the problem?
Lu Ming thought about every detail over and over again, trying to find loopholes in the matter.
There is no question of identity, no question of language, and no question of action.
Ordinarily, they would not be targeted by the Japanese police. Although Sino-Japanese relations are tense, there are still many people going to Japan to study or immigrate. It is impossible for the Japanese to suspect every Chinese.
Could it be that there is a traitor within?
But even if someone rebels, it is impossible to recruit five people. Every agent who enters Japan has no contact with each other.
If horizontal communication is necessary, the headquarters will need to provide special contact information, and they will not even know the existence of each other.
Of course, they all know each other, which is a hidden danger, but it is also inevitable.
Secret Service School Headquarters, or the Secret Intelligence Service, will there be any problems here?
Lu Ming turned his attention to the building where he was located.
This doesn't make sense. If someone here at the headquarters leaks information, then the losses will not only be five people, but all fifty people will be killed in one fell swoop.
When recruiting people, Lu Ming personally reviewed the resumes of these people. Anyone with pro-Japanese tendencies would not be hired, nor would anyone with any moral stains.
Lu Ming took out a box of aspirin from the drawer, stuffed two tablets into his mouth, and washed it down with tea.
"Have a headache again?" Liu Qiwen looked at him with some distress, and naturally came over to massage his head.
After becoming the head of the Intelligence Division, he began to know what it felt like to have a headache, and he also began to keep headache medicine on hand.
"Sir, you are really not suitable to be an official, especially an official like this." Liu Qiwen said with a smile.
"Why do you say that? What you mean is that I can only spend money but they can't make money." Lu Ming made an analogy, which sounded like he was mocking himself.
"Because your heart is too soft and your hands are too soft. Such a person is only suitable to be a talented person, write novels, engage in learning, and then fall in love when you have free time."
Liu Qiwen said this deliberately to guide Lu Ming's thinking and relieve his psychological pressure.
"You make sense. Who doesn't know that falling in love is a bad job, but I'm already in this position, what else can I do? I can't just let it go." Lu Ming said with a bitter smile.
"If it doesn't work, just resign and go to the United States to find Sister Mingzhu. I feel sad to see you so tired every day and still suffering from this." Liu Qiwen said.
"If I had known this, I really wouldn't be the director of the intelligence department. But now that I have become the director of this pirate ship, I have no choice but to work hard to the end. If I resign, wouldn't I be depriving those who follow me?
Have all these people been betrayed?" Lu Ming sighed.
"That's not necessarily the case. Let me put it bluntly, anyone can live without you. Of course I can't leave you. Even if you resign and a new director is sent from above, these people in the building will still live a happy life." Liu Qiwen
said.
Lu Ming shook his head. Although the current intelligence office belongs to the Ministry of National Defense, the funds are all raised by him.
"If I leave, how will this intelligence agency and the secret service school survive? They will probably be disbanded soon." Lu Ming sighed and said.
"If you want to live an easier life, please be more hard-hearted. Not to mention that our agents are working in the hearts of the Japanese. Even in Shanghai, people are dying every day, some from illness, starvation, and freezing.
Yes, and some were hit by cars..." Liu Qiwen said seriously.
Lu Ming wanted to turn his head and take a look at his female secretary, but his neck was stuck in someone's hand, and he couldn't turn his head for a while.
"I didn't expect you to be quite cruel sometimes." Lu Ming could only say this calmly.
"Am I wrong? The world is like this. People are born every day and people die every day." Liu Qiwen did not shy away and directly responded to Lu Ming.