Following Yong Shijing's instructions, Quanlin called Shiquan through the radio every five minutes, and at the same time carefully listened to the feedback signals that Shiquan might send.
Time passed minute by minute, and finally he heard the familiar contact code No. 1 signal among the many radio signals.
After Quan Lin confirmed twice and was sure that what he heard was the signal from the radio station operated by his grandfather Shiquan, he immediately sent out the contents of the telegram written by Yong Shijing. For insurance purposes, he sent the telegrams in succession.
Twice to ensure that my grandfather’s poems are received smoothly.
After sending the telegram, Quanlin still did not relax at all and continued to watch the radio station seriously, waiting for his grandfather's reply.
About five minutes later, a radio signal came from the earphones. Quanlin immediately started recording. After recording, he checked his records based on the second signal sent by the other party.
Subsequently, Quanlin sent a reply message to the other party and agreed that the next contact time would be half an hour later.
After Quanlin translated the contents of the telegram he received, he read it through and couldn't help but have a smile on his face.
He stood up and glanced at Yong Ganping, who was still sleeping soundly. He put the folder in his notebook and held it in his arms. Then he gently opened the door and walked out of the room. He turned around and closed the door slowly.
Quanlin saw Xie Shizhen sitting in the living room drinking tea, so he walked up to him, lowered his head and asked, "Xie Shizhen, why don't you come into the room? Aren't you accompanying the special envoy when he meets Qi Baofeng?"
Firstly, Xie Shizhen did not expect that there would be anyone in this room. Secondly, he was deep in thought and did not hear the sound of the door opening behind him. When he was questioned by Quanlin, he was suddenly startled and the cup in his hand almost fell.
fell to the ground.
Xie Shizhen quickly clenched the cup in his hand and looked up anxiously to see who was talking to him. When he saw clearly that it was Quan Lin, he held his chest with his left hand and said, "Oh! It's you, little brother! You scared me."
Come on. So you are in this room?"
"Ah! Am I not in this room? Where is my uncle, of course I am? You forgot, I have to ensure smooth communication with the chief guard."
Quanlin said with a smile.
Xie Shizhen also smiled and nodded, stood up and said to Quan Lin: "The meeting between the special envoy and Boss Qi went very smoothly. When I came out, they were communicating about the specific situation of the bandit lair outside the city.
In order not to disturb them, I went out to drink some water and also think about the Ministry of Health matters. I will be here on call and will not delay anything."
Quanlin smiled and said: "Thank you for your hard work, Officer Xie. Please sit down. I have something to report to my uncle here, so I won't talk to you any more."
"Okay! Special envoy, if anything happens, just call me."
Xie Shizhen spoke and made a "please" gesture.
Quan Lin nodded, walked to the room where Yong Shijing was staying, opened the door and went in.
Wu Jun, who was standing at the door, turned his head when he heard the door knock. Seeing that it was Quan Lin walking in, he made no sound.
Quanlin watched Yong Shijing chatting enthusiastically with someone and waited patiently.
After coming over for a while, he saw that the two of them were looking at the manuscript paper on the table without saying anything, as if they were thinking about something. Quan Lin walked over and said softly to Yong Shijing: "Uncle, there is a telegram."
"Oh? Bring it quickly."
When Yong Shijing heard this, she immediately reached out and waited for Quanlin to hand him the message.
After reading the contents of the telegram sent by Shiquan, Yong Shijing nodded, "Have you agreed on a time to contact us again?"
"Uncle, we have already agreed to contact you in half an hour. There are still twenty minutes left until the contact time."
Quanlin took out his pocket watch and checked the time, then answered Yong Shijing's question.
Yong Shijing nodded and said: "The time is just right. After I figure out the situation of the gangs outside the city, I can prepare for action."
Quanlin replied: "Uncle, should I go back now and continue to guard the radio station, or should I stay here?"
"In this case, since you are here, just take note of the message that will be sent to the clan leader soon."
"Okay, uncle, tell me."
Quanlin hurriedly opened his notebook, took out his pen, and was ready to record the message.
"Clan leader, the command post of Operation Thunder Sword will report to you and ask for instructions..."
Yong Shijing began to dictate the contents of the telegram to be sent to Yong Ming. He spoke unpleasantly, and Quan Lin had no trouble remembering it.
In fact, Yong Shijing seemed to be telling the contents of the telegram to Qi Baofeng who was sitting aside.
Judging from the fact that he did not shy away from Qi Baofeng, but directly arranged to send a telegram in front of him, Yong Shijing completely regarded Qi Baofeng as one of her own.
After Quanlin finished recording the contents of the telegram that Yong Shijing said, he did not choose to repeat the telegram. Instead, he placed the notebook in front of Yong Shijing and asked him to personally read the telegram to see if there were any mistakes or omissions.
Yong Shijing read the message carefully, nodded and said: "No problem, just call the headquarters and send it out. Pay attention to the call back. There are important instructions from the clan leader on it. Once you receive it, you can't delay and show it to me as soon as possible."
"Yes, uncle. I'll send a telegram right away."
Quan Lin reached out and put away the notebook on the table together with the message he had just handed to Yong Shijing, folded his hands in his arms, nodded to Qi Baofeng and smiled slightly, then turned around and went out.
After Quanlin left, Qi Baofeng took two sips of tea, put down the cup in his hand, and said: "Boss Yong, the gang's lair is in a dangerous place with an independent peak. It builds rocks into walls and builds a stronghold against the mountain. The terrain is
Easy to defend, difficult to attack, difficult to deal with.
If you want to destroy them, I think you have to find a way to lure them out. This 'shrinking turtle' is not easy to fight.
In order to help with subsequent operations, I can send you a subordinate who has been there before and let him be your guide during the operation, what do you think?"
Yong Shijing smiled and shook her head and said: "Boss Qi, there is no need to go to such trouble.
The matter of "suppressing bandits" is no small matter. Not everyone has the courage to participate in and experience real combat with real swords and guns.
The topographic map of the gang's lair that we just drew through communication is already very detailed. There is no need for your people to take risks on site.
Although the current map may not be completely consistent with reality in terms of specific point-to-point distances, and its accuracy cannot be compared with professional maps, as long as the direction of the marked gang lair is correct, the geography and landforms will be real.
It’s true, it can be of great use in action.”
Qi Baofeng nodded, "That's good. When I sent the people to search for the robbed goods, they found the lair of the bandits. They knew very well where the bandits were based.
Although I have never been to the actual situation, after listening to what they said and referring to what I know about the local situation, I feel that it is very similar."