Chapter 1068 Farce (please vote for me)

 ‘Bang’ a gunshot.

 The bullet accurately hit the upper abdomen of the Japanese sentry in the watchtower, and the latter fell to the ground.

The sound of gunshots 'awoke' the Japanese army, and a Japanese sergeant climbed up from the camp on the second floor to the third floor with a saber in hand.

 “What’s going on? Where is the shooting?”

“Report to the commander, there is an enemy sneak attack at that place.”

 “Turn on the lights.” The Japanese military officer ordered with a gloomy face.

The searchlight on the turret was turned on, illuminating the surroundings like daylight, just in time to see two figures fleeing hastily.

 “Shoot!” the Japanese sergeant waved his command knife and ordered through gritted teeth.

Da da da.

Lu Xinge hit the target with one strike and was not willing to fight. He and Jiang Mule were like hunters who succeeded in a sneak attack, carrying their spears and running away in confusion.

 “Sir, there are only two of them, do you want to pursue them?”

The Japanese sergeant had a solemn expression. He set up a telescope and looked out from the lookout. Then he shook his head and said, "Be careful of the trap."

 He suspected that the other party was the guerrilla group that was quite active in Chuansha.

The Zhujiazhuang Bunker also suffered a sneak attack like this at the beginning of the month. The garrison sent half a squad to pursue it, but they encountered an ambush circle set by the opponent long ago.

The eight Japanese soldiers were surrounded by the guerrillas and were waiting for reinforcements. Although they later received support from the Zhujiazhuang Bunker Headquarters, they successfully defeated the enemy after nearly half an hour of fierce fighting and killed more than ten guerrillas. However, there were also three warriors on the Locust Army's side. The jade was broken into pieces, and four others were seriously injured. The battle damage ratio was actually close to one to two.

This incident shocked all the strongholds in Pudong, and they were particularly vigilant about the combat effectiveness of this guerrilla group under the banner of the Third Detachment of the Shanghai Anti-Japanese Guerrilla Zone.

“Report to the commander, deputy commander, the Japanese army is not pursuing.” Xu Zhengrong reported.

 “This Chongxiong is very cautious.” Lu Xinge said with a frown.

According to the intelligence obtained, the Japanese soldier in this artillery tower, Cao Shigeo, was cruel and took pleasure in killing civilians. He judged that this man must have a rough temper, so he repeated his old tricks, but he did not expect that Shigeo would not be fooled.

"Retreat!" Jiang Mulezi said, "The enemy was not fooled. On the one hand, they were cautious, and maybe they were holding back their evil intentions."

"Old Tan is right, we can't ambush otherwise we will be ambushed by the enemy." Lu Xinge waved his hand, "Withdraw."

Following the orders given by Jiang Mulezi and Lu Xinge, dozens of members of the Rangers emerged from the weeds in the ditch, evacuated quickly, and disappeared into the night.

 Just returned to the station.

"Commander, deputy commander." Zheng Ruiqiu, the leader of the telegram team, hurriedly greeted him, "Sir, the message is urgent."

 Jiang Mulezi and Lu Xingge both had serious expressions on their faces.

 Their armed force is directly under the team leader Xiao Mian. In a sense, only Xiao Mian can send telegrams to the command post. Even Chongqing's Dai Bureau cannot directly contact them through Xiao Mian.

 Hence, the commander Zheng Ruiqiu mentioned must be Team Leader Xiao Mian.

Jiang Mulezi took the telegram, glanced at it, and handed the telegram to Lu Xingge.

Lu Xinge's expression was extremely serious. He said in a deep voice, "Something happened in Shanghai."

 He said to Jiang Mulezi, "Old Tan, you stay at the station and I will take the people back to Shanghai."

“You stay, I’ll go.” Jiang Mulezi shook his head.

“Old Tan, don’t argue with me yet, just listen to my reasons.” Lu Xinge smiled.

Jiang Mulezi snorted, meaning I just want to hear what kind of flowers you can name.

 “I am more familiar with Shanghai than you are.”

 “It’s dangerous if so many people know you.”

Lu Xinge smiled and did not refute on this topic. He continued, "I can speak Japanese."

“When did you learn Japanese?” Jiang Mulezi was surprised.

Lu Xinge smiled arrogantly, which meant that I knew a lot of things.

 “My marksmanship is better than yours.”

 “I’m better than you.”

"I graduated with honors from the Central Army Military Academy. You know this. If you are in the army..." Lu Xingge said eloquently, "My classmates are all at least..."

 Lu Xinge suddenly fell silent.

“What’s wrong, they’re all battalion commanders? Regiment commanders?” Jiang Mulezi said.

"They all died for their country." Lu Xingge's voice was low. He was in the ninth batch of the Central Army Officer School. There were sixteen people in his dormitory. Two of them died on the front line of Jiangxi's "bandit suppression". Eleven others died for their country in the anti-Japanese war. Five of them died in the Songhu battlefield two years ago, four died in the defense of Nanjing, and two died in Taierzhuang.

 In a dormitory of fifteen people, only three people including him were left alive!

"You go ahead." Jiang Luozi took a puff of the cigarette and said, "Smoke thirty brothers."

 He handed Lu Xinge a cigarette and said, "We agreed to come back alive."

"Great Shanghai is not a dragon's den and a tiger's den." Lu Xingge chuckled. Seeing Jiang Mule's serious expression, his face became solemn, "How dare you go first before the Japanese pirates are eliminated!"

 …

 Cheng Qianfan quickened his pace.

 He listened carefully.

As expected, the man behind him also quickened his pace.

 He frowned slightly.

After having a secret meeting with Taozi and Haozi to deploy an emergency plan, he hurried back.

 Tongkangli was in front of me, but suddenly I found someone following me furtively.

 Cheng Qianfan's heart moved.

 At the intersection ahead, he turned right and entered the main road.

 Half an hour later, Cheng Qianfan arrived at the door of a Shikumen residence.

He pretended to take out the key to open the door, and then acted as if he suddenly realized someone was following him. He immediately picked up the violin case on the ground and left quickly.

The pursuer was so anxious that he first ran to the door of this residence, took out a piece of chalk and marked it on the door, and then continued to chase.

Just like that, I chased him into a small alley, but there was no one there.

The man spat on the ground and cursed.

 This is an alley.

 The wind was a bit strong at night.

Suddenly, a man jumped down from the wall, an arm tightly wrapped around the stalker's neck from behind, and a sharp dagger was also pressed against the man's throat.

“Don’t move, don’t shout, be good!” Cheng Qianfan’s voice was hoarse, low and gentle.

The stalker was so frightened that he didn’t dare to move. “Heroes, spare their lives, heroes, spare their lives.”

 “Why follow me?”

 “The good man has misunderstood.”

 “Dishonest!” Cheng Qianfan exerted force on his wrist, and the sharp dagger immediately pierced the skin of the man’s neck, and blood flowed out.

 “I said, I said.”

 “Who are you, why do you follow me?”

“Hero, I’m from the detective team of the police station. I’m here today. I don’t have any money in my hand. I’m looking at you alone...”

Cheng Qianfan frowned, covered the man's mouth and nose with his left hand, and stabbed hard with the dagger in his right hand.

When the blood seeped out, the man held his open neck and lowered himself down.

 He bent down and rummaged through the man's body, and sure enough he found a certificate from the Detective Brigade of the Shanghai Puppet Regime Police Station and a Japanese-style Southern pistol.

Cheng Qianfan is very familiar with the streets and alleys of the French Concession. The reason why he chose to start here is to prepare for the finishing touches.

 There is a public toilet not far away.

Cheng Qianfan dragged the body to the public toilet and threw it directly into the cesspit. He also lit the ID with a match and when it was about to burn out, he blew it out and scattered it. The Nanfang pistol was also thrown into the cesspit.

 …

“Brother Fan, are you injured?” Li Hao heard the noise, came to the bedroom, sniffed his nose, and asked.

Brother Fan did not turn on the light, but Li Hao still smelled a faint smell of blood.

 “I’m fine.” Cheng Qianfan said, “I dealt with a tail on the road.”

 “Are you being followed?” Haozi asked immediately.

“Probably not.” Cheng Qianfan shook his head.

 He estimated that the guy from the detective team wasn't lying, but he couldn't tell.

Therefore, for safety reasons, he could only choose to lure this person away and then silence him decisively.

Shanghai Beach, it’s late at night, it’s so normal for people to die.

 …

 The next day.

 Li Hao went out to buy breakfast.

 Cheng Qianfan held a glutinous rice cake in his hand and was eating it slowly.

Jingle Bell.

The phone rings.

Cheng Qianfan looked at Li Hao, and Haozi walked over and answered the phone.

 “Brother Fan, this is Mr. Araki.” Haozi said.

 Cheng Qianfan put down the rice cake, clapped his hands, and picked up the phone receiver, "Araki-kun."

Then, his face became solemn, and he covered the microphone with his right hand. Cheng Qianfan winked at Haozi and said, "Haozi, keep an eye out."

"yes!"

 Watching Li Hao leave, Cheng Qianfan said with a respectful expression, "Section Chief."

He carefully explained, "Section Chief, it's not that I didn't go to Petain District to investigate. I sent someone to check it out. The people from the Secret Service Headquarters cleaned the scene very clean. I have arranged for people to go to the patrol room in Petain District to gather information." ”

After waiting for Miyazaki Kentaro to explain, Sanbonjiro snorted coldly, "What day is today? Do you still remember?"

"Today..." Cheng Qianfan frowned, thinking hard, and muttered, "The principal's birthday? No, Madam's birthday? It's not..."

 “Bag duck down!” Sanbonjiro scolded, “What have you been thinking about in your mind all day long?!”

 “Yes, it was my subordinate who neglected his duty.”

“You go to the patrol room now. Mr. Shida is already waiting for you in the patrol room. He will pick you up.” Sanbonjiro said calmly.

 “Hai.” Cheng Qianfan said quickly, with hesitation in his tone, “Why the sudden notice?”

“We have received intelligence that Chongqing has learned that Wang Reihai is going to convene a Kuomintang meeting and plans to sabotage it. Therefore, special emphasis is placed on keeping this meeting confidential.”

“Yes, I will go to the patrol room now.” Cheng Qianfan said.

 …

hang up the phone.

 Cheng Qianfan breathed a sigh of relief.

He had been recommended by Mr. Lu Daren, the head of the Public Relations Section of the Public Settlement, and became an honorable representative of the Sixth National Congress of the Kuomintang.

However, he had no idea when or where the so-called Sixth National Congress of the Wang Party would be convened. Lu Daren only asked him to wait for notification.

However, he didn't expect that the other party would come to pick him up so suddenly to attend the meeting.

However, Cheng Qianfan breathed a sigh of relief when Sanbonjiro called to inform him that he would attend the Wang Party Congress as planned.

 This shows that although Hua Bingren was arrested by No. 76, there is no problem there for the time being, or in other words, Hao Zai is not involved.

 Otherwise, even out of concern for Wang Qianhai’s personal safety, Sanbonjiro would not trust him to participate in this meeting.

 …

About twenty minutes later, Mr. Cheng’s car stopped on the road opposite the entrance of the central patrol room on Xue Huali Road.

 Deer Master’s car has been waiting for him early.

 “Brother Cheng.”

 “Brother Lu.”

 The two shook hands warmly.

 “Brother Laolu, I’ve been waiting for a long time.”

 “Hahaha, please!”

 “Brother Lu, please come first.”

 Cheng Qianfan followed Lu Daren into the car.

 “Brother Fan.” Li Hao shouted quickly.

“I’m taking Brother Lu’s car, you can follow me in the car.” Cheng Qianfan said calmly.

As he said that, he turned to Mr. Lu and said, "Brother Lu must have heard about what happened in Beitang District last night. It was so outrageous!"

 He gave a wry smile and said, "People are scared."

"Brother Cheng, this..." Lu Daren looked embarrassed.

 Cheng Qianfan's face turned cold.

Lu Daren has a despicable heart. It has long been rumored that Cheng Qianfan is both ruthless and ruthless, and at the same time very afraid of death. Now it seems that it is indeed true.

 He came over and said something in Cheng Qianfan's ear.

“Really?” Cheng Qianfan asked in surprise.

“Indeed.” Lu Daren nodded.

Cheng Qianfan turned around and saw through the car glass that there was indeed a car in the distance, and he nodded.

"Haozi, go back to the patrol room and tell the brothers to work harder. The Petain area of ​​Vaseline is in trouble. Our central area cannot be messed up! Go back. With Brother Lu here, who dares to touch me in Shanghai?" Cheng Qianfan said, waving his hand, "Go back."

“Yes!” Li Hao saluted, and then saluted Mr. Lu, “Chief Lu, Brother Fan’s safety is entrusted to you.”

“Brother Cheng, this subordinate is very loyal.” Lu Daren knocked on the back of the front seat and motioned for the driver to drive. He glanced at Cheng Qianfan and said.

　　"Comparing one's feelings with one's own, if I treat them well, they will naturally be loyal." Cheng Qianfan smiled slightly.

 He suddenly lowered his voice and frowned, "Why is it so sudden, without saying hello in advance?"

 “Safety, safety first.” Lu Daren explained with a smile.

 He knows the actual situation better than Cheng Qianfan.

Mr. Wang knew that the congress would be attacked by anti-Japanese forces, so the news about the convening of the Wang Kuomintang’s Sixth National Congress was tightly blocked.

As the section chief of the Public Relations Section of the General Housing Office of the Public Settlement, Lu Daren can be regarded as the number one person in the concession. He had already gone to the venue before and diligently helped the venue prepare for security and security work.

For safety reasons, the meeting was kept strictly confidential. Delegates attending the meeting learned after arriving at the scene that they were attending the Wang Kuomintang Congress.

There were even some people who were coaxed to come. They were initially 'mobilized' to join Mr. Wang's peace movement. Today they were only informed that they were attending a meeting and that Wang Quanhai was going to lecture in person. Please be sure to be there. And these people entered the meeting. After that, they were effectively under house arrest and were not allowed to contact the outside world. At this time, those people knew that they were actually representatives of the Sixth National Congress of the Wang Party.

 “Why is there a meeting on Jisi Feier Road?” Cheng Qianfan asked again.

Just now, Mr. Lu told him that the venue of the Sixth National Party Congress of the Wang Clan was set at the auditorium at No. 76 Jisi Feier Road. It was safe, and there was Arrangement No. 76 behind this car. bodyguard vehicle escort.

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