"Mr. Tang, I don't know what you have to do with Mr. Wang! Please make it clear that if you don't, then Mr. Wang still has something to do. We will talk about it another day." A middle-aged man took the Tang knife lightly.
He refused the offered cigarette and stood up as if to leave.
If the high-status female boss of the concession had not come forward to lobby, this businessman with a large business in the concession would rarely be seen by strangers.
However, when he came to the teahouse and saw Tang Dao for the first time, the middle-aged businessman had a bad feeling. After a few exchanges, he was about to leave without even using any false politeness.
"Haha, Boss Yang is a businessman. Tang has a big business here. I don't know if Boss Yang dares to take it." Faced with this situation, Tang Dao took it easy, stretched out his hand to pick up the teacup in front of him, and said with a smile.
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"Who are you?" The middle-aged man who was standing up and turning to leave stiffened slightly. He suddenly looked back and stared at Tang Dao, with a cold light in his eyes. He was completely different from the gentle round-faced middle-aged man before.
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Yang Zongdao is sure that there will never be more than a handful of people in Songhu who know his true identity. Four of them are his direct confidants, and half of them are the underground emperor of Songhu.
The female boss with whom Ji Gao had a lot of friendships just regarded him as a good business partner.
And even the underground emperor who knew some clues only knew that he was a member of Zhongtong, but he did not know that a big businessman with a net worth of millions of dollars was actually the top person in charge of Juntong stationed in Songhu, in charge of more than a thousand people.
Super intelligence system for spies.
But from the moment the young man in front of him called him 'Boss Yang', the middle-aged man knew that the number of people in Songhu who knew his identity had grown from four and a half to five and a half.
At that moment, the middle-aged man instinctively had the intention to kill.
There is a murderous atmosphere in the tea room!
Outside, there is an eight-man escort that he must bring with him every time he goes out. Each one is equipped with a shell gun and grenades, and he personally arranges for each family member to go to Sichuan Province and receive excellent treatment. Although he does not know his true identity,
But they are all willing to die for him, and they are called dead soldiers.
Even he himself is always equipped with a fully loaded Browning pistol under his robe and mandarin jacket. Years of training can ensure that he can shoot the gun within two seconds and kill the young man in front of him.
After so many years of intelligence work, as many as a thousand people died at his hands or under his orders. In order to keep his identity secret, killing one more young man like this is no easier than killing a chicken in the eyes of a middle-aged man.
However, the young man who revealed his secret did not seem to sense his murderous intent. Instead, he raised his tea cup and invited the middle-aged man who was full of murderous intent: "Boss Yang, didn't you just say, please tell me what's the matter? I have already informed you."
I’ve told you the truth, why don’t Boss Yang sit down and drink tea and listen to Tang Dao tell you why he traveled thousands of miles to find you?”
"Tang Dao?" A trace of confusion flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and then he quickly found the relevant memory point in his mind, and his eyes turned to shock: "You are the last commander of the Four Lines Warehouse, and later promoted to the leader of the Four Lines Regiment.
Tang Dao? You're not, aren't you on the northern battlefield?"
"It's Tang. Boss Yang, look, since Tang Dao is so honest, can you not hesitate to drink a cup of Biluochun with Tang Dao?" Tang Dao smiled and toasted again.
"The deeds of Captain Tang who fought bravely in the war are well known to Yang. I never thought that I would see him unexpectedly today. I am quite rude. Please forgive me, Captain Tang." The middle-aged man did not think for more than two seconds before taking his seat again.
This alone shows that the person in charge of the largest military intelligence in the Songhu region is more decisive than ordinary people, and he did not even question Tang Dao's true identity.
Regardless of whether Tang Dao is a real Tang Dao or a fake Tang Dao, just because it can tell him his real surname that he has not used for more than 10 years is already worthy of him sitting down to find out.
"As a soldier, Tang Dao committed a big taboo by staying away from the front line and returning to the old battlefield. It is inevitable that Boss Yang will be a little surprised. For the sake of our acquaintance today, I asked Boss Yang to keep this secret for me.
"Tang Dao said with a smile and took the initiative to hand over the cigarette again.
This time the middle-aged man did not refuse, took out a match from his pocket, struck it and lit it.
He needed to use this short period of time to judge Tang Dao's intentions and how his identity was exposed to the commander of an infantry regiment with thousands of elite soldiers.
Although both the military commander and the army serve the country, they are actually two completely different lines. There are even many military commanders hidden in the military. In addition to delivering military intelligence to the top brass, their tasks are also to supervise important generals in the military.
responsibilities to prevent them from defecting to the enemy, including being seduced by another political party.
However, until he lit the cigarette and looked at Tang Dao's young face through the blue smoke, he could not come up with an accurate answer.
The only thing he could determine was that since Tang Dao was able to take huge risks to sneak into enemy-occupied areas and directly find him, the top military commander who had been lurking in the Songhu area for more than 10 years, he must have something extremely important.
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Moreover, Tang Dao was also sure that he would not report to his superiors that Tang Dao left his post and left the front line without permission.
This also made this veteran spy a little curious. What was the reason why Tang Dao trusted him so much?
Soon, these speculations ceased to exist.
Tang Dao took out an envelope from his arms, put it on the table and pushed it gently: "Boss Yang, there is no need to make any more guesses. The reason why Tang Dao knew Boss Yang's name was because a big brother gave Tang Dao some guidance.
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The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows slightly, put the envelope on the table, took out a thin needle from his pocket to open the opening, and took out the letter inside with a very skillful technique.
Even though Tang Dao had taken the initiative to expose his identity, he still maintained the caution of a veteran spy to prevent Tang Dao from tampering with the envelope.
In fact, including the cigarette handed over by Tang Dao, despite the fact that the person seemed to be smoking, there was actually not a trace of smoke entering his nasal cavity. Most of the smoke drifted towards Tang Dao opposite. If Tang Dao had done something to put the hallucinogen into it,
Although there are similar drugs, Tang Dao is the first victim.
For Tang Dao, this is normal. If the top person in charge of the Songhu area of the same military command was so negligent, he would have been killed by the complex forces of various forces. The Japanese intelligence agency was not a fool.
Those who work hard.
A pig that has stayed in this position for ten years will probably become a very cautious pig!
"Brother Zongdao Mingjian..." There were only a few lines of paper in the envelope, but the name on the signature line made the middle-aged man's face change drastically. He stayed there for half a minute, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.
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"It turns out that Captain Tang is from over there."
"Haha, Boss Yang, don't be so absolute. Now we are the anti-Japanese united front. You and I, including Brother Cheng, are all Chinese, and our enemies are the Japanese." Tang Dao chuckled.
To be honest, before Tang Dao left Taihang Mountain, he told Brigadier Cheng that he planned to take advantage of his trip to Jincheng to rush to Songhu to handle some important matters. Brigadier Cheng thought about it again and again and finally told him that if he needed help, he could go to a certain time officer.
, Tang Dao was also stunned when he heard that person's identity.
In the past time and space, as the long years gradually passed, many things were no longer secrets. Tang Dao knew that many important generals in the national army had private contacts with the 80th Army, and some even simply,
It wasn't until the end that he struck back, which became the straw that broke the camel's back.
However, as the largest military intelligence agency in China at this time, which was personally built by a certain principal, even though Yang Zongdao's military rank is only a colonel, he is definitely a well-respected figure in the organization. But even such a figure is actually a cooperator of the 80th Group Army.
, and it was already ten years ago.
It is probably inevitable that the principal, who was at the height of his power at this time, would fail so badly that he would be completely defeated.
A handwritten letter from Brigadier Cheng mixed with code words that only a middle-aged man could understand has actually revealed the identity of the two people, which means that the two can cooperate to a certain extent.
Moreover, both of them are smart people and did not continue to struggle over their identities. They just tacitly understood each other.
"Mr. Tang is here, what help do you need from me?" Yang Zongdao got straight to the point.
"I want them..." Tang Dao dipped his finger in the tea cup and wrote two words on the table.
Shockingly four elements!
"That's impossible. The Japanese spies in the concession have been secretly monitoring it. Moreover, the military camp is a Roman Empire concession and has always been guarded by the Roman Empire concession troops. It is difficult for my people to get in." Yang Zongdao's face changed greatly, and he couldn't even think about it.
Without thinking, he shook his head and refused. "Besides, there are still more than 200 people in the unit. One or two can be saved. It is just a fantasy to rescue them all. For more than half a year, we have tried our best but can't do anything."
After Tang Dao had solved all the affairs in Jincheng, even a major matter such as the transportation of German weaponry equipment was handed over to Gong Shaoxun, he took the train to Songhu in the name of a follower of the Rockefeller Company. What else could he do than rescue the enemy?
What is more important for the elite soldiers of the 542nd Regiment who are trapped in the military camp in the concession?
That was Tang Dao's promise to Qin Ruoyu before leaving, and it was also Tang Dao's decision to enter the battlefield known as the 'Four Elements Warehouse'.
Those elites in China can die on the battlefield, but they must not die in despicable political compromises. When the time is right, he must rescue them from the sea of misery.
This time, the opportunity finally came.
He knew very well what those Westerners were thinking. They just wanted to protect their own interests in Songhu. It didn't matter how those Chinese troops were sacrificed.
Even in the past, in order to meet the requirements of the Japanese, they could not even guarantee the supply of enough food. As a result, the officers and soldiers under house arrest in the military camp had to sell their personal belongings in exchange for food.
It was under this kind of mental and physical torture that some people finally couldn't help but defect and join the Japanese. They attacked Commander Xie Jinyuan with a knife while he was speaking at the morning exercise.
In this time and space, because of the more brutal resistance from Tang Dao, Lei Xiong and others, it gave people from all walks of life in the concession a deeper memory. Not only did the officers and soldiers of the 542nd Regiment under house arrest in the military camp receive good treatment, at least they had good food and clothing.
It can be guaranteed that even the major general commander in the West has ordered not to treat Chinese soldiers harshly.
However, freedom of movement is still strictly restricted, and problems will inevitably arise if it is closed for a long time.
Tang Dao was not surprised when Yang Zongdao shook his head and refused.
The principal set the benchmark for his four-line regiment and naturally did not want to be slapped in the face. He also tried to rescue his troops through diplomatic negotiations in private, but the senior officials of the Western Concession chose to refuse because they were afraid of angering the Japanese.
The lives and deaths of hundreds of people are of no importance to a country. All they want in this big world is face. The same goes for the Japanese. Seeing that Westerners are so virtuous, they naturally give Westerners some respect in other places.
convenient.
However, who cares about the final fate of these elite troops who are as weak as ants under the pressure of national power? They can pay their lives and blood for this country, but they should not be abandoned like this.
So, after 9 months, Tang Dao came.
This time, he wanted to take away hundreds of officers and soldiers in the military camp. He also left a place for these elites in his four-line regiment, as long as they still wanted to fight the Japanese.
"My rescue operation does not require the intervention of Boss Yang and your people, but I need Boss Yang to bear the name of this operation." Tang Dao looked calm.
Yang Zongdao was dumbfounded.
He understood Tang Dao's persistence in saving people.
One of the three iron men in life, he has carried the gun together. For the sake of his comrades, many soldiers are willing to go through fire and water.
What shocked this veteran agent, whose emotional control had reached an extremely high level, was Tang Dao's rhetoric. As a result, for him, it could be said that he was sitting at home while his merit fell from the sky.
The task of rescuing the 542nd Regiment was ordered by the top military commander eight months ago. Even if it was only to rescue Xie Jinyuan, who had been promoted to the commander of the 542nd Regiment, and several company-level officers, it would be a great achievement.
But this is by no means an easy task, or it can be said to be an impossible task.
In the past few months, he, who had certain connections in the Songhu Concession and even the Japanese, had tried his best, but could not achieve his goal. How could Tang Dao, a newcomer to Songhu, dare to speak so brazenly?
What could Tang Dao do to save people? How about leading his infantry regiment to conquer the Western concession?
"Now that I'm here, I have my own way. Please ask Boss Yang for your cooperation. I will tell your superiors that you have been planning for several months, and I also believe that Boss Yang has done a lot of good things."
Prepare preparations, including how to safely send people out of Songhu." Tang Dao continued.
"Okay! If you can really rescue people from the military camp, what's wrong with my promise? I can guarantee you that no third person knows the truth except you and me." Yang Zongdao, who put away his complicated emotions, is worthy of being a veteran.
The agent quickly regained his composure and made a promise to Tang Dao.
He knew that the biggest reason why Tang Dao came to find him was that he did not want Tang Dao's shadow to appear in this matter, and he even did not hesitate to expose his private relationship with Brigadier Cheng.
Except for himself, Brigadier Cheng and Brigadier Cheng’s superior, Mr. Zhou, no one else in the world knew that he had actually known Brigadier Cheng when they were young and highly respected him as a person. Even he
That kind of ideal is almost idealistic.
He also hopes that the working people in the world can exchange their hard work for a full meal, but someone now is obviously unable to do anything about it.
However, as time goes by, he has almost forgotten his ideals in the whirlpool. Until today, when he saw the name that was deeply etched in his memory again, the fire in his heart was ignited again. That group of people did not die. They
Still fighting for his ideals.
Of course, the premise is to drive away the Japanese bandits first.
Perhaps even Tang Dao himself didn't know that what he was facing was a highly trained spy leader of the national government, but he was also an agent with ideals.
"That's it, I'll notify Boss Yang when I finish my work." Tang Dao stood up and stretched out his hand to Yang Zongdao.
"If you have any difficulties in the concession, you can come to me. If the result is really as you said, Mr. Tang, I will also bring you a small surprise, Mr. Tang." Yang Zongdao stretched out his hand to hold Tang.
The knife hand replied with a smile.
"Oh? Boss Yang, can you tell Tang in advance so that Tang can be happy now?" Tang Dao pretended to be surprised.
"If we had told you in advance, it wouldn't be a surprise, don't you think so, Mr. Tang?" Yang Zongdao smiled mysteriously.
This guy is indeed a spy, Tang Dao complained silently in his heart.
He knew that this was a trap deliberately dug by the middle-aged man as a small revenge for shocking him by revealing his identity, but curiosity itself is human nature, and even a calm man like Tang Dao would find it difficult to overcome the deep imprint in human genes.
Tang Dao, who put aside his curiosity when he walked out of the tea room, probably didn't expect that the surprise given by the ideal agent would be quite big.
But for Tang Dao at this time, the legal "scapegoat" has been found, and all his thoughts have been put on the upcoming "flower transfer" operation.
Sir Xie, I will meet you soon.
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PS: A new fantasy book by a Qidian writer friend is "Investing in Villains, I Harvest All Races". Interested book friends should check it out!
