Duan Zejun deliberately leaked his identity, hoping that the military commander would let him out so that he could continue to complete his mission.
Logically speaking, Duan Zejun should not reveal his identity. After all, the military commander did not reveal his identity, so he did not know whether he was an enemy or a friend.
But Duan Zejun had no choice, because he was afraid of delaying things, and although he helped the Eighth Route Army, he was not a member of the Red Party and could only be regarded as a progressive.
In addition, Duan Zejun was not sure that Wu Zhihe and others would be agents of the military commander, so he did this. This was also a kind of gamble.
But the result was that Duan Zejun was disappointed, because after Wu Zhihe left, he locked them up without any intention of releasing them.
Duan Zejun, who could not be imprisoned, was very anxious because he was afraid that if he delayed the underground party's affairs, he would die.
Especially as the sky gets darker and darker, Duan Zejun becomes even more anxious, but there is no way to leave.
Duan Zejun was very anxious, and in a warehouse in urban Tianjin, two people were also very anxious and kept walking around.
These two people are not young, both are over forty years old. They are the two leaders of the underground party in Tianjin, Zhao Wentian and Zhang Qingshan.
The two of them stayed here naturally to wait for Duan Zejun, and their purpose was to transport some controlled items.
These controlled items are very important, including not only some seamless steel pipes, but also some communication equipment, so these two people took action personally.
Originally, the underground party had its own transportation channels, but the Japanese were too strict with the investigation. The underground party's channels could not transport things out of Tianjin at all, so they turned to Duan Zejun.
This is because although Duan Zejun is a progressive and secretly supports the anti-Japanese forces, his father is a traitor, and a traitor with some status.
That's why the underground party thought of using Duan Zejun to transport controlled materials.
At about six o'clock in the evening, a young man in his twenties hurried into the warehouse with a very solemn expression.
"Is there any news about Mr. Duan?
As soon as the young man came in, Zhao Wentian immediately asked, with a very anxious tone.
"No news?"
The young man shook his head and gave a disappointing answer.
Upon hearing this result, Zhang Qingshan looked serious and said immediately: "Comrade Wen Tian, something must have happened, otherwise Mr. Duan would not have failed to come."
Zhao Wentian also knew this was the result, and when he just asked, it was just in expectation.
"We need to move immediately to avoid any accidents!"
Zhao Wentian made this decision immediately. After all, Duan Zejun's whereabouts were unknown, and the underground party could not continue to take risks here.
"But what to do with the things here?"
Zhang Qingshan was a little irritable. After saying these words, he looked at the bundles of straw on the ground.
Inside these straws are wrapped seamless steel pipes and communication equipment, which are very expensive and were collected bit by bit by underground party members.
Although these items are not in large quantity and their overall value is not too high, they are still very important to the underground party.
"Hide these things. If nothing happens to Mr. Duan, we will come back to get these things."
Zhao Wentian made this decision immediately, with a very firm tone, but with a look of reluctance on his face.
"Comrade Wen Tian, how about we move these things immediately!"
Zhang Qingshan put forward a different opinion, because he understood that if something happened to Duan Zejun, these things would be finished.
"No, it's not dark yet. It would be too conspicuous to take these things out!"
Zhao Wentian immediately rejected this suggestion because he understood the importance and knew that the risk of moving these things now was too high.
As the person in charge of the underground party in Tianjin, Zhao Wentian naturally would not take risks, and he knew the trade-offs and made an immediate decision to put safety first.
Zhang Qingshan was still a little reluctant to give up, so he said: "But these things..."
"Lao Zhang, we must put safety first and evacuate now!"
Before Zhang Qingshan could finish speaking, Zhao Wentian interrupted him with a very serious tone.
After a pause, he explained: "It's been an hour since the appointed time, and we don't have much time left."
"I see!"
Zhang Qingshan sighed, feeling a little depressed, because he understood that if something happened to Duan Zejun, their current situation would be very dangerous, and there would not be much time to move.
"Don't worry, if there is no danger, we can still move these things."
Zhao Wentian spoke again and said this, but he knew in his heart that this possibility was not high.
Because something went wrong with Duan Zejun, this place will be in danger soon and may even become a bait for the Japanese.
And there is no problem with Duan Zejun, and there will be no danger here, so there is no need to be professional in these things.
"I hope so."
Zhang Qingshan is also a smart man, so he naturally understands that Zhao Wentian is just comforting himself by saying this, and it is also a kind of expectation in his heart.
Then the three people began to carry these important supplies, made some cover-ups, and then turned around and left.
At nine o'clock in the evening, the military commanders took action again. They divided into two groups, all the way to Changgu Dekang's home, and all the way to the only road leading to the East Asia Trading Company.
There were only two military agents who went to Hase Nokko's house, because their mission was very simple and there would be no accidents at all.
On the other side of the road, there were more people, more than twenty people.
These people were also divided into two groups, one group was led by Zhang Hao, and the other group was led by Wu Zhihe.
Zhang Hao's side was well prepared, because their mission was only to blow up the East Asia Trading House and pick up another group of people.
Wu Zhihe's task is a bit difficult, because they have to move quietly without anyone noticing.
Fortunately, the success rate of this matter was not low, because the Japanese also quietly transported supplies to the East Asian trading houses, which gave the military a chance to unify.
Hiding on the only way to the East Asia Trading Company, Wu Zhihe was very nervous because it was his first time to command such a dangerous mission.
At ten o'clock in the evening, Wu Zhihe saw a military truck coming from a distance.
This military truck was driving very slowly and had its bright lights on, making it very clear to people.
"Here we come, are you ready?"
Seeing the truck slowly approaching, Wu Zhihe immediately ordered his men to prepare.
Wu Zhihe was led by elite agents. When he saw the truck's headlights, he naturally understood what to do and was immediately ready for action.
When the truck got closer and closer, Wu Zhihe led people over, picked up the plaster flag, and waved it at the approaching truck.
"parking!"
While waving the plaster flag, Wu Zhihe also shouted in Japanese, and his voice was very clear.
Because of the darkness, the people in the truck did not see Wu Zhihe and others in advance.
It wasn't until Wu Zhihe shouted and waved the Japanese plaster flag that they discovered something was wrong.
Because this was the urban area of Tianjin, and Wu Zhihe and others were dressed as Japanese soldiers, the people in the truck did not feel danger and thought the other party was asking for help.
Because of his limited vigilance, the driver stopped the truck, rolled down the window, and looked at Wu Zhihe and others in confusion...