Huang Haibo's words deeply moved Zheng Dakang. He was very aware of the taboos of his agents. Many people defected for the safety of their families. But Huang Haibo would rather let his family die generously together. How much courage does this require?
What a painful psychological torment. His daughter Huang Doudou is only three years old!
"Hai Bo, what can I say? Since ancient times, there has been a dilemma between loyalty and filial piety. We must complete the mission, and your family must be saved. How can we bear to see them killed by the enemy?"
"The Japanese held all the family members of the Chinese hotel employees as hostages, and they were not willing to release them until the event was over. They emptied the Hongqiao community and placed more than a hundred people there, all of whom were these people. It is said that
The Japanese military police guarding the area had a small team of about forty or fifty people. They were equipped with powerful firepower, and it was almost impossible to snatch people from Hongqiao Community."
Zheng Dakang also knew that this was a difficult task. In the heart of the enemy, as soon as a gunshot was fired, reinforcements would arrive quickly. It was almost an impossible task to rescue Huang Haibo's family. Huang Haibo also knew it very well.
The stakes are high, so I have no idea about saving people.
He walked out of the back door of Huang Haibo's house and walked around the narrow alley, like walking into a maze. After going around for a long time, he finally returned to the safe house. After listening to Zheng Dakang's introduction, Yu Qian also sighed. It's not bad for a person to commit suicide to become a benevolent person.
A worthy death. If you give up even a three-year-old child, this requires not only faith, but also an incomparable love for the motherland.
"Old Zheng, I think we can send someone to reconnoiter the Hongqiao community to find out the surrounding terrain, the enemy's firepower configuration, retreat routes, etc. Once Huang Haibo takes action, we will launch an attack at the same time."
Zheng Dakang nodded in agreement. Huang Haibo's thought of committing suicide deeply moved him. Even if Huang Haibo died, he could not be allowed to suffer the disaster of annihilation. In that case, the martyr would die with his eyes open.
Li Tong goes to and from get off work normally every day, and Le Jianping, who is following him, does not find anything unusual. His family members are missing, and it seems to have nothing to do with him. Zheng Dakang has a strong premonition that there must be something wrong with Li Tong's line. Because
Li Tong's disguise was too clever, which made him feel like he was seeing flowers in a fog.
Time is running backwards. And Li Shiqun is full of confidence in the information he has!
Le Jianping, dressed as a rickshaw driver, frequently appeared near the Mid-Levels Villa and went to Douya Lane every day when he returned home. This phenomenon was discovered by Li Shiqun's agent Li An, and Le Jianping was also quietly watched. Zheng Dakang and Yu
No. 16 Douya Lane, where Qian lived, was completely exposed to Li Shiqun's eyes, but they were completely unaware of it.
On the evening of March 28, Liu Dacheng received an urgent notice that he had a mission tonight.
Lei Zhansong, director of the Second Division, and Liu Dacheng were having dinner in the canteen together. Lei Zhansong and Li Shiqun were close, and Li An happened to be Lei Zhansong's subordinate. That's why he knew that tonight's action was the result of Douya Lane Ten
No. 6. The specific target is unknown.
The agents lurking in Nanjing City are not only the party-state, but also the Red Party. When the incident happened suddenly, Liu Dacheng, as a double agent, had no one he could trust around him and had no way to transmit the information.
After coming out of the canteen and onto the street, Liu Dacheng saw a little beggar, about sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing tattered clothes and holding a dog-beating stick. He couldn't help but have an idea and raised his finger at the little beggar.
Then, the little beggar came over with a blank look on his face.
Liu Dacheng threw a ten-yuan French currency into the little beggar's broken bowl and asked, "Little guy, do you want to make money?"
When the little beggar heard that there was money to be made, his eyes shone strangely.
"Brother, I don't have much ability, I'm very loyal. Tell me, what do you need me to do?"
"I have a friend who lives at No. 16 Douya Lane. If you go there to ask for money, just say there is a boss named Dai who asked you to ask for it. He says they owe Boss Dai information fees. The people there will definitely give you a sum.
money."
"Is there such easy money?"
"Do you think I would lie to you?"
After that, Liu Dacheng threw another thirty yuan into the little beggar's bowl. The little beggar left happily. Not to mention asking for information fees, the forty French currency alone was enough for him to run away.
Zheng Dakang, Yu Qian and others were still having dinner when they heard a violent knock on the door.
Bang bang bang. Bang bang bang.
The sound came one after another with no intention of stopping. Le Jianping opened the door and saw that it was a little beggar. He was so angry that he almost kicked him.
The little beggar was very clever. Seeing that Le Jianping was about to get angry, he quickly repeated what Liu Dacheng had taught him. Le Jianping poked his head outside and saw that there was no one in the long alley.
"Boy, who sent you here?"
"A young man wearing a suit, oh, by the way, he looks very handsome, and he is equipped with a pistol. This man must be no ordinary person."
"I know. I'll go get the information fee from you right away. Just wait."
When Zheng Dakang received the report, his face turned cold and he said: "No, we were exposed. We immediately evacuated from the roof separately. We also took the little beggar away. Once he is caught, he will definitely implicate the enemy's own people."
The little beggar was caught by Le Jianping and taken into the safe house. As soon as he entered, he found that there was a big family living inside, all of them men in their twenties and thirties. Each of these men had evil looks on their faces, which made the little beggar's legs tremble with fear.
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Le Jianping pulled out his dagger and wanted to attack the little beggar, but Zheng Dakang stopped him: "Don't hurt innocent lives. If it weren't for him, we would all have died here tonight. Get out quickly."
A dozen agents living in the safe house lifted up the rubble and escaped from the roof one by one. The night was dark and the cold wind was cold. Everyone held their guns in their hands and crawled along the roof for about two hundred meters.
Then he saw two military vehicles carrying dozens of people quietly arriving. Douya Lane and several streets near him were all guarded by military police. An iron barrel-like encirclement had been formed.
Tonight's operation was personally directed by Li Shiqun. In addition to the Agent No. 76 he brought, there were also people from the gendarmerie and the police station. Liu Dacheng didn't know whether it was because he usually paid bribes successfully, or because Li Shiqun thought his ability to act was too poor.
He was assigned to guard the outermost streets. Lei Zhansong, who was considered more powerful by Li Shiqun, was responsible for the arrest.
As soon as Lei Zhansong's men arrived at the intersection of Douya Lane, Li An, who was in charge of watching, went forward to report: "About ten minutes ago, a little beggar went in, but he didn't see him coming out. I don't know if he went to the other end.
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An unknown thought came to Lei Zhansong's mind. He shouted: "Act now!" and took the lead to rush deeper into the alley.
