"Mr. Lu, I think you have misunderstood. Our organizational principle is to know on demand. If we need to know, the headquarters will definitely tell us. If it doesn't tell us, it means we don't need to know." Mr. Dong explained.
"You know on demand, this principle is correct. I usually treat my agents this way. However, it depends on the specific situation. Now that the situation is special, we can't just follow the dogma." Lu Ming said dissatisfiedly.
"Mr. Lu, I still say that no one can be exempted at any time. Whoever is activated or not is activated by the headquarters must be fully considered. You are not allowed to participate in this matter, which shows that the time and conditions are not mature yet.
"Mr. Dong said with profound meaning.
"Combining principles and flexibility, if I make a move now, it will be more beneficial to our current work." Lu Ming said firmly.
"I think there are two reasons why the headquarters did not use you. One is to get enough intelligence from other channels, and the other is to strictly protect you and do not want to expose your identity. There may be more important tasks that require you in the next stage.
Go get it done.”
"I don't need to be overprotective. Soldiers always go to the battlefield. How to protect me? It makes me feel like a child." Lu Ming muttered.
"Look at yourself in the mirror. Don't you look like a child with your mischievous look?" Mr. Dong pointed to the mirror on the wall.
Lu Ming also smiled, and the discomfort in his heart eased a lot, but his mind still couldn't turn around for the moment.
Even though Mr. Dong said this, in order to show respect for Lu Ming, he still sent the message written by Lu Ming.
An hour later, a call back from the headquarters arrived, with only four words in the message: Stay safe.
"Smooth and motionless as the earth, doesn't this describe Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?" Lu Ming couldn't help but smile bitterly after reading the telegram.
"As an ace agent, you should have this kind of quality. No matter how strong the wind and waves you encounter, you must remain as steady as the earth. No matter how strong the wind and waves are, I will remain as tall as a mountain." Mr. Dong laughed cheerfully.
"Oh, I understand, just like you." Lu Ming looked up and said half jokingly, half self-deprecatingly.
Lu Ming really admired Mr. Dong. Mr. Dong was alone outside, persisted for so long, endured fiery suffering, and never wavered in his belief.
I have to stay next to the radio station for 365 days a year. I am not allowed to go out on the street, let alone go out for fun. Even taking a bath must be done as quickly as possible.
What kind of life does Mr. Dong live?
In fact, it may not be necessary to send a telegram in ten or eight days, and it may not be possible to receive a telegram in a month. Even so, he still sticks to the radio station and remains motionless.
Even if the ground outside is shaking, he will not give up his perseverance.
Lu Ming didn't know how Mr. Dong developed this concentration.
If it were him, ten days and a half would definitely be fine. Three to five months, he could hold on even if he gritted his teeth. If it took more than a year, he would probably go crazy.
"I'm not an ace. I'm actually a telegraph operator. To be precise, I can't even be considered an agent." Mr. Dong said.
"No, you are the best agent I have ever seen. Very few people can do what you have done for ten years. To be honest, I definitely can't do it." Lu Ming said sincerely.
Mr. Dong's face turned red when Lu Ming said it, and he quickly shook his hand, meaning that he would not discuss this issue again.
The two chatted for a while, and Lu Ming asked Mr. Dong: "Have you sent someone to Nanjing to get the approval for opening a bank? After getting it back, I can let people go to Xi'an to choose a place to buy a house."
"An Yi has sent the company's deputy to Nanjing. I'm worried that we will encounter obstruction from the local financial community when we arrive in Xi'an. If we open a bank, it will be equivalent to robbing other people's business." Mr. Dong worriedly said.
"I have also thought about this. Banking is not a small business, and it will definitely encounter all kinds of unexpected troubles. But with the young commander sitting there, the problem should not be big." Lu Ming said.
Lu Ming's plan was that if he encountered any obstruction in the local area, he would simply go to the young marshal to solve the problem. Since Minister Song already knew that the bank was related to him, there was no point in hiding it any longer.
"Mr. Lu, I have another worry. Is our strength not as good as before? If we still have fighting capacity, why do we need to negotiate with the Kuomintang? Over the years, the Kuomintang has killed countless of our comrades. Can we put aside this bloody feud?
?”
After Mr. Dong learned the news that the Kuomintang and the Communist Party planned to conduct peace negotiations, this question has been lingering in his mind.
"It is certain that its strength has been weakened. It has not lost its combat effectiveness. It can kill a regiment of the Northeast Army with one strike. This shows that the Red Army's combat effectiveness is still not weak. This is also proved by the Red Army crossing the Yellow River and fighting the Jin Army.
, As for negotiating with the Kuomintang, it should be for the overall goal of resisting Japan." Lu Ming thought for a while and said.
"Your analysis makes sense. It shows that the Party Central Committee has a big mind and a big picture." Mr. Dong unfastened his frown and showed a smile on his face.
"Mr. Dong, according to reliable information, the Red Army has recently added a lot of fresh blood. Our team has established a firm foothold in the northwest, and the situation is developing in a good direction, so Mr. Jiang is a little anxious." Lu Ming continued for Mr. Dong.
Cheer up.
Lu Ming has a lot of information about the Red Army in the northwest. He does not think that the Red Army has lost its previous combat effectiveness. On the contrary, he thinks that the Red Army is getting stronger and stronger, like a phoenix reborn from nirvana. When the time is right, it will soar into the sky.
"It would be great if I could go back. To be honest, I have been away from the army for too long and I really miss home." Mr. Dong said, his eyes moistened.
"This is easy to handle. After the bank opens, you can go to Xi'an and stay for a while. When you get there, you will definitely find a chance to go back." Lu Ming said with a smile.
"This is impossible, I can't leave this radio station." Mr. Dong said with a bitter smile.
"What if we take the radio with us? In fact, I also want to go to Xi'an recently to actually see the situation there. We can take the radio with us," Lu Ming said.
"I'm afraid this won't work, right? The risk is too great." Mr. Dong hesitated.
"What's wrong? Now this radio station is not responsible for transmitting local intelligence in Shanghai. As long as the radio station and the people are together, it will be fine." Lu Ming said.
Lu Ming really wants to go to Xi'an to actually see the situation of the Red Army, understand the mental state of the team, and what kind of support the Red Army still needs.
Although I have seen too many photos, photos are different from people.
Lu Ming has now officially joined the Chinese Communist Party. Although he cannot disclose his identity or fulfill the party membership procedures, the organization has confirmed his secret identity.
Unfortunately, Lu Ming has never seen his family's team, nor has he seen the smiles of those soldiers.
"Is this possible... No, we cannot act without permission from our superiors. That is a serious wrongdoing." Mr. Dong was ecstatic at first, then hesitant, and finally denied himself.
"Then just ask for permission. If the headquarters doesn't approve it, forget it. What if it does?" Lu Ming said with a smile.
"Well, is it too much to make this request at this time?" Mr. Dong said hesitantly.
"Let's give it a try. Just say that I want to go to Xi'an recently. Can the superior leaders arrange an interview? And then, say that I want to have in-person contact with the commanders and fighters of the Red Army." Lu Ming said.
"Okay, the worst I can do is get criticized, so I'll give it a go." Mr. Dong finally became brave.
Mr. Dong immediately drafted the telegram, then considered the words with Lu Ming, and finally sent the final version.
After sending the telegram, Lu Ming made a call to the Intelligence Department to confirm that there was no urgent business, and then sat at the table with Mr. Dong and waited.
Lu Ming made himself a cup of tea and read the newspaper of the day. However, Mr. Dong was in a state of confusion. He stared at the radio station, looking forward to but also a little afraid of receiving the message.
After about two hours, a reply was finally sent: The two of them should not move around on their own after arriving in Xi'an. Someone will contact us. They should contact us as Kuomintang officials and their true identities must not be revealed.
"Wow, it's really approved!" Mr. Dong could hardly believe his eyes when he saw the telegram.
"I'm just saying, it's worth a try, and it will pay off." Lu Ming also laughed.
As for him being asked to contact the Red Army as a Kuomintang official, this is not surprising at all. After all, his identity is confidential and only two people at the headquarters know it.
"It's because of your reputation. If you hadn't submitted the application, the headquarters would never have approved it. I've benefited from you." Mr. Dong said with joy.
It has been almost ten years since Mr. Dong went to Shanghai to perform a secret mission, and he has never had the opportunity to return to his comrades, even for a short time.
Even in Shanghai, Mr. Dong is isolated from local comrades, which makes him feel as if he is alienated from the rest of the world.