Xiao Ancheng also recognized Lin Jiatai. He did not know his name. But it was this man who pointed out to him and Chen Zifeng the hiding place of the old beggar in the alley of Dongjiangwan Road. Later, the old beggar did escape from there.
of!
Hearing Qiao Yanfang mention Fujiang Hotel, he believed that the person in front of him should be one of his own.
He slowly pressed down the gun in Qiao Yanfang's hand and whispered: "Don't do this."
Qiao Yanfang shouted in a low voice: "He is a communist! He should be arrested!"
He said again: "I know he is a Communist. But don't arrest him today. I will explain the reason later."
He picked up the rifle wrapped in clothes from the ground, unbuttoned it and examined it.
He said softly: "This gun has been damaged and cannot be used. It will be useless for you to take it back."
Lin Jiatai and Liang Mao both looked at him motionless.
At this time, Xiao Ancheng handed the rifle in his hand to Lin Jiatai and said, "Take this one."
Lin Jiatai took the gun, but looked at him a little inexplicably.
Xiao Ancheng said again: "This one is good and can be used." He took out a row of bullets from his pocket and put it in his hand, "Take this one too. This is the Type 79 rifle, a national
The soldiers used it to fight the Japanese! I believe you do the same!"
Lin Jiatai looked at the rifle and bullets in his hand, still looking at him in disbelief.
Xiao Ancheng said: "Don't be stunned. Pack your gun and leave quickly. Follow the same path and be careful. Let's go!"
Lin Jiatai wrapped his rifle in his clothes and turned around to walk slowly. He glanced back from time to time. The two men were still standing there watching them. He pulled Liang Mao and quickened his pace.
Seeing the two people walking away, Qiao Yanfang said: "Brother, why did you let them go? They are communists!"
Xiao Ancheng said: "I know they are! They must be! But this is the man who once showed me and Zifeng where the old beggar was hiding on Dongjiangwan Road. Zifeng didn't arrest him then, and we don't want to arrest him now!"
Qiao Yanfang said: "Just for that matter, I still think we should be arrested!"
Xiao Ancheng bent down in the darkness and looked directly into her eyes, "Xiao Qiao, once the war starts in Shanghai, the Kuomintang and the Communist Party will definitely cooperate and fight against Japan together! So, we can't arrest you. Do you understand this?"
Qiao Yanfang smiled charmingly and held his arm, "Brother, if you say you won't, I won't. I will listen to you."
26-32
When they returned to the small attic, Xiao Zhang pointed to the radio and said: "Xiaotai, there is sound in the headphones."
Xiao Ancheng put on his earphones and listened. This was a call from a radio station directly under Peng Shaoyong.
He tapped the key and asked, "What's the matter?"
The other side asked: "Is Peng here?"
He replied: "Yes."
The other side said: "The big cat is looking for Peng. It's urgent."
Xiao Ancheng understood that this was Luo Jiang looking for Peng Shaoyong. He sent a message to Tan Hao: "Please call Da Mao back quickly."
26-33
On Chen Zifeng's side, Tan Hao received a telegram from Xiao Ancheng and reported it to Peng Shaoyong.
Peng Shaoyong smiled sinisterly, but his eyes were aimed at Chen Zifeng, which seemed to mean something profound.
He asked Tan Hao to call Luojiang Radio Station and told him that the call sign was 86 and asked him what was going on.
Luo Jiang’s radio station responded directly: “Return quickly!”
Peng Shaoyong still smiled sinisterly and stared at Chen Zifeng, still looking meaningful.
He said gloomily: "Zifeng, I have been watching here for three days, and I have beaten all the people who should be beaten. I am just waiting for the old beggar to come out! Now, there should be no confidentiality issues, right?"
There was no expression on Chen Zifeng's face. But he knew in his heart that Peng Shaoyong might have guessed a long time ago that Chen Zifeng not only suspected Luo Jiang, but also suspected Peng Shaoyong! He suspected both officers!
Therefore, there is another meaning in Peng Shaoyong's words, which is that you should weigh it yourself what will happen in the future!
He cursed in his mind, that's it anyway! He deserves to die, his cock should be turned upside down!
He said: "Sir, there is no need to keep it secret now. You can say whatever you want."
Hearing this, Peng Shaoyong wanted to give him a slap in the face! You can say whatever you want! What this bastard means is, if you want to sue me for blackmail, just sue! I don't care!
However, judging from the current situation, there is indeed hope for arresting the old beggar! In any case, this opportunity was created by this bastard! So, at least for now, he doesn't want to deal with this bastard!
He nodded and said: "It's dawn soon. I estimate that after dawn, the old beggar will attack you again! He will destroy you! Otherwise, he won't be able to get out! So, you still have to be careful and don't be bombarded by the old beggar."
Drop you!"
Chen Zifeng said coldly: "Thank you, sir, for your advice. We must be careful."
26-34
Before dawn, Peng Shaoyong left quietly. He had to make a big circle, otherwise he would run into the national army!
When Chen Zifeng saw Peng Shaoyong leaving, he also sneaked quietly and arrived at Xiao'ancheng.
After he sat down, he only said one sentence: "Tell me, how would Peng Shaoyong report when he saw Luo Jiang?"
This sentence sounds very simple and seems insignificant. But after Xiao Ancheng and Qiao Yanfang thought for a moment, they realized that Peng Shaoyong's report might cause them trouble!
No matter how Peng Shaoyong reported, Luo Jiang would definitely guess that Chen Zifeng, the group, and Peng Shaoyong did not report such an important situation because they suspected that Luo Jiang was secretly communicating with the Japanese! They were deliberately blocking information from him!
They thought for a while, but couldn't think of a good way! If Luo Jiang saw this, it might be very detrimental to them!
Luo Jiang is the chief! The district chief of Shanghai District! He has huge power! He even has the power to shoot them! If they do anything bad to them behind their backs, they have nothing to do!
They looked at each other in the dark, both worried.
27-1
Lin Jiatai and Liang Mao left the ruins of the battlefield on Dongjiangwan Road, walking silently through the small streets and alleys like ghosts in the dark night. They looked around, afraid of encountering patrolling police or patrolmen.
Liang Mao held the rifle wrapped in clothes in his arms and never let go of it along the way.
When it was almost dawn, they returned to the Shikumen house on Saposai Road.
The two men who stayed behind had guns in their hands, and they breathed a sigh of relief when they saw it was them.
Lin Jiatai asked and found out that Comrade Liu still hadn't come back. This made him a little strange.
Yesterday morning, Huang Hanhui picked up Comrade Liu, saying that he was going to attend an important meeting. Lin Jiatai thought he was going to follow him. Unexpectedly, Huang Hanhui said, "You stay, and I will just send Old Liu off."
Lin Jiatai took advantage of this opportunity to collect a large number of wine bottles and asked a glassmaker to cut the bottoms of the bottles. After that, he asked Gui Longhai to help him deliver so many wine bottles to Dr. Fu.
He guessed that the meeting Lao Liu attended must be very important and would take a long time.
Now, he and Liang Mao were sitting in the hut, using the bright light to carefully examine the rifles in their hands.
This kind of rifle is Lin Jiatai's favorite. The soldiers in the company would be proud of having such a rifle! Many soldiers use it, even made in Hanyang!
He found an old cloth and wiped off the dust on the rifle, revealing a breathtaking and majestic look. It looked 80% new and not damaged, and the paint on the gun and the bluing on the gun shone.
Glossy.
He pulled the bolt, and the bullets inside were shining with golden light. He pushed the bolt with a clatter, loaded the bullet, and raised the gun to aim. He praised it again and again in his heart, it was really a good gun.
Liang Mao sat next to him, his eyes shining with surprise. He whispered: "I, I will try."
Lin Jiatai pulled out the bullet, put the rifle in his hand, and then showed him how to press the bullet, how to aim, and how to use the ruler. Liang Mao was so happy that he raised it, put it down, raised it again, and put it down again, turning over and over to look at it. He liked it.
Incredibly.
He suddenly turned back and stared at Lin Jiatai, with a mysterious smile on his face, "Tell you, I have an idea!"
"What?" Lin Jiatai looked at him strangely.
"Have you noticed those wounded soldiers? There are so many, they fill the whole playground! The wards are also full! Many soldiers have died! Tell me, where are their weapons? Are they all lost on the battlefield?
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"Maybe. What do you want to do?" Lin Jiatai asked.
"I want to find some reliable worker brothers. I'll look for them at night! I'm sure I'll find a lot of guns! And bullets!"
Lin Jiatai understood what he meant. What he did was to clean up the battlefield!
He has participated in countless battles, large and small. After each battle, he and his soldiers will clean up the battlefield. Not to mention guns and ammunition, they will pick up broken rifles, fired cartridge cases, and broken bayonets.
All their weapons and ammunition come from this, without exception!
He shook his head and whispered: "We don't need these weapons for our current work."
Liang Mao's eyes widened, "Maybe! As long as you have a gun, it will be useful sooner or later! I know that we have our guerrillas over there in Zhejiang. If you have a gun, you can use it for them! What do you think?"
"It's very dangerous on the battlefield, and it's between two armies. They will shoot if there is any noise!"
"You think I'm stupid! My brothers are all cautious people! You see, the battles are fought during the day and become quiet at night. They also want to sleep! If we look for them quietly, there will be no problem!"
Lin Jiatai was a man who fought on the battlefield and had a natural love for weapons. He couldn't help but feel excited.
He looked at the gradually brightening sky outside and couldn't help but think that if he was more careful, he might gain a lot!
27-2
Peng Shaoyong took advantage of the darkness and made a long circle. At dawn, he finally returned to his station.
He was as dirty as a pig that had just emerged from a garbage pit! His hair was full of sand, like a freshly cut leek, standing messily. Sweat and dust formed a thick crust on his body, making it rough.
It was wrinkled like pig skin and exuded an unpleasant rancid smell. His hands and face were as black as a chimpanzee that had just escaped from the zoo.
His brothers stared at him dumbfounded, almost unrecognizable.
He washed himself thoroughly with hot water from three large wooden basins.