The next day, notices about the execution of political prisoners at the No. 76 Special Agent Headquarters were posted on the streets. Wu Wenkang urgently summoned Liu Chengda.
"What's going on? Kill the chicken and show it to the monkey?"
There was a hint of coldness in Wu Wenkang's eyes. Liu Dacheng sat opposite him, clearly feeling Wu Wenkang's anger.
"Stationmaster Wu, isn't it obvious? The Japanese royal prince Nizheng is coming to Shanghai, and Yingzuo Zhenzhao is going on a killing spree. Of course he wants to kill as a warning to others."
"We will retaliate in kind. Let them understand that the Chinese will never stop killing them!"
The murderous aura displayed by Wu Wenkang made Liu Dacheng feel that the temperature in the room had dropped several degrees.
"Webmaster Wu, have you heard about the explosion that happened at the Imperial Hotel two days ago?"
"Know."
"For this matter, No. 76 is conducting a self-examination, putting everyone in danger. Li Shiqun suspected that it was the military commander who did it, so the people being shot this time were mainly military commanders. It should be said that these die-hard elements who were shot were
They are the real backbone of the military. But we can only watch them being shot by the enemy! Our agents have no way to save them."
"Okay. Viper, you don't have to worry about this. I have other countermeasures."
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Liu Dacheng originally wanted to ask more carefully, but he swallowed his words again. Curiosity killed the cat. Not knowing might be a good thing. However, based on his feeling, he felt that Wu Wenkang would cause something to happen.
Li Shiqun borrowed Liu Dacheng's hand to draw fifty living lives just to see his political leanings. In fact, he failed. Most of these fifty people were agents of the Military and Central Unification, and there were also a small number of them.
Underground agent of the Chinese Communist Party. The three forces were all forces that Li Shiqun wanted to deal with. He could not clearly see which side Liu Dacheng was leaning towards.
Wu Wenkang held a small umbrella and hurriedly walked into Huang Guizhi's noodle shop. Ping Wusheng was cleaning up the day's accounts on the abacus.
Huang Guizhi twisted her waist to greet him and asked, "Sir, what would you like to eat?"
"I'm from the south. I'm used to spicy food. Do you have any red peppers? Very red ones."
Hearing the sound, Ping Wusheng looked up and saw that the other person was a man in his forties, wearing glasses, with a murderous look on his face, without any aura of scholar.
The person who comes here is not a good person. He is definitely not an idle person.
"Sir, I don't have red pepper here, but I do have spicy food. Do you like it?"
"I like it. Of course I like it. I liked eating spicy food when I was in my hometown."
Ping Wusheng glanced at Huang Guizhi, and Huang Guizhi hurriedly poked her head at the door and closed the door after finding nothing unusual.
The code was matched. Ping Wusheng quickly put down what he was doing and asked: "Stationmaster, what are your orders?"
"The No. 76 Agent Headquarters will shoot fifty political prisoners near the Chenghuang Temple tomorrow afternoon. Most of them are brothers of our military commander, and there are also a few people from the Central Command and the underground party of the Chinese Communist Party. The enemy will definitely send heavy troops to protect the execution ground. With what we have in hand,
With a little strength, it is impossible to rob the law field. Therefore, I want to create some movement for them in other places, so that they can also have a taste of our power."
It has been two months since Ping Wusheng came to Shanghai. He has been idle these two months and has long been thinking about something to do. When Wu Wenkang said it, he knew that the task was coming.
"Stationmaster, please tell me what tasks you have."
Wu Wenkang pulled out a map from his sleeve, spread it on the table, and said: "The western suburbs. Here is a granary. There is a small group of Japanese soldiers and a platoon of puppet soldiers guarding it. I want to eliminate all the enemies here.
, and then burn the granary."
This map is a hand-drawn sketch. The layout of roads, bridges and granaries is clearly marked. Ping Wusheng can understand it at a glance. It seems that Wu Wenkang has done some homework on this matter.
Ping Wusheng is an operations expert transferred from Chongqing by the bureau. He is directly subordinate to Wu Wenkang and is personally commanded by Wu Wenkang. Huang Guizhi is Ping Wusheng's student and his girlfriend. The two of them were authorized by the bureau to work as husband and wife.
Hidden in name.
"Stationmaster Wu, this is quite a movement. Without dozens of agents, how could we attack the enemy's granary? This granary contains tens of thousands of kilograms of grain, and the enemy has spent a lot of money on defense. Besides, fighting
After the battle begins, retreat is also a big problem. You see, this is where the 71st Puppet Division is stationed, and this is where the Japanese Sakamoto Regiment is stationed. It is entirely possible for them to reinforce us within an hour. If not done properly, we will pay a huge price.
"
Wu Wenkang also noticed what Ping Wusheng said. The granary is located in an open area with a flat plain around it, which is very conducive to defense. Only a few light machine guns are needed to make it possible for one man to guard the barrier and ten thousand people not to be able to open it.
Wu Wenkang glanced at Ping Wusheng and said, "I entrust you with this task. Are you sure about it?"
Takesheng Ping has two action groups in his hands, about twenty people. What he has to face is the Japanese and puppet troops of forty or fifty people.
"..."
Wu Wenkang saw that Ping Wusheng was not happy to agree, and suddenly asked: "I heard that you can speak fluent Japanese?"
Ping Wusheng was quite surprised and asked: "You even know this?"
Wu Wenkang smiled slightly and said: "Before I set off, the bureau chief had already informed me of my subordinates. I have to understand who has what specialties, right? Otherwise, how would I, the station chief, do my job?"
"Stationmaster, can you get twenty sets of Japanese military uniforms?"
As soon as these words came out, Wu Wenkang knew what Ping Wusheng wanted to do. If you don't get into the tiger's den, you won't catch the tiger's cubs. If a person like Ping Wusheng who understands Japanese can sneak into the granary by wearing a military uniform, even if he is discovered, he can still rely on hand-to-hand combat.
Burn that batch of food.
Ping Wusheng couldn't help but sigh: "To be honest, how many people can be fed with so much food. I really don't want to give it up."
If it were a peaceful time, who would be willing to do it?
The current situation is that Wu Wenkang must do something to show the Japanese and puppet agents that Chinese agents are not so easily intimidated.
Even though Ping Wu had only been in Shanghai for two months, he was also an expert with an ear for everything. He suddenly asked about the explosion that happened at the Imperial Hotel.
Takesheng Ping asked: "Webmaster, can you reveal a little bit about the practices of the Imperial Hotel?"
Wu Wenkang asked: "Do you want to follow suit?"
"Stationmaster, think about it, the Imperial Hotel must be very heavily guarded. How did our people get in and install the time bomb? If we can sneak into the granary, install the time bomb, and then find a way to retreat calmly, we should be able to reduce casualties.
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Wu Wenkang pondered for a moment, but still refused: "Team Leader Ping, what you said is not a classic case. The high-level Japanese and puppet officials were not bombed to the west. The bureau chief was not happy and did not propose a reward. So, I think
You should stop trying."
Ping Wusheng knows very well that the Chongqing headquarters has always been unscrupulous in handling affairs, only asking about the results and not the process. However, the time is too short and the tasks are arranged in such a hurry, making it difficult and risky to complete.
