Two trucks and several cars filled with "Pseudo-Loyal Rescue Army" soldiers drove out No. 76, He Xingjian and his old friend Chen Mingchu, Zheng Shisong and Wan Lilang and Wu Sibao took another one.

Compared with Chen and He who have already accepted the case of a lawsuit, Zheng Shisong has not yet fully gained the trust of the Han female cadres, so he naturally has to accept more strict surveillance.

Zheng Shisong was distracted by this and chatted with Wan Lilang calmly. The convoy set off from Jisifer Road and headed straight for the French Concession.

On the road, several people saw a car with a concession license plate rushing around. Judging from the traffic regulations, they almost hit the people of the Republic of China who were walking normally several times.

"This is the privilege of imperialism. When Mr. Ji, it's wrong. President Ji is still in Jinling, everything will be fine."

Wan Lilang looked outside the car and said to himself, maybe he really felt that way, maybe he was just finding a noble excuse for his country and seeking honor.

After speaking, he turned his head and looked at Zheng Shisong's eyes seriously, regardless of whether the other party believed it or not, and talked with the same attitude as if he believed it.

"I hope Mr. Zheng can seize the opportunity, whether to be buried with the Shancheng Zhengfu, or become a hero who recreates the Republic of China, the choice is in your hands.

Once the new government is officially formed and you surrender again, the benefits and positions you can get are not the same as now. Please remember my advice."

Perhaps because of the instruction of Ding Mocun, Wan Lilang still spared no effort to persuade Zheng Shisong to surrender and cooperate, and kept observing the other party's reaction while speaking.

Zheng Shisong smiled and nodded in agreement, but did not make any substantial statements, and still acted as if he was waiting to be sold. He knew how high his value was, and proper reserve could swell the appetite of the Japanese.

Wan Lilang was depressed and wanted to pull Zheng Shisong directly to the interrogation room to "holiday" it. However, the Japanese strictly prohibited torture the other party, so he could only accompany this guy in circles.

At this time, the convoy successfully drove into the French Concession through the checkpoint, and the lazy French chose to turn a blind eye to the weapons in the hands of the passengers on the car.

The reason is very simple.

Shanghai, surrounded by the Japanese-occupied area, has become a civilized island, and the materials needed by the concession must be inspected by the Japanese army. The "hard" French people dare not turn against the Japanese.

As the car was driving on the gray road in Pingtan, Zheng Shisong breathed a sigh of relief and compared his position with the small street written on the invitation in his mind.

An intersection.

Two intersections.

...

These two positions are getting closer and closer. As long as you turn a corner, the convoy will enter a possible ambush. Not far from this is the Holihuo Dance Hall.

After obtaining information from Li Wanxiu, the entire itinerary has been repeated countless times in his mind. Whether the action can be successful depends on the operation staff at the headquarters.

On the 76th, the information about Zuo Chong coming to Shanghai was strictly kept confidential. Zheng Shisong still didn't know who the person from Shancheng was, and he didn't know that there were only two people coming.

In his imagination, the headquarters should have sent the most elite operation expert. When he thought of this, he suddenly felt a little uneasy. Bullets on the battlefield did not have eyes.

The convoy was getting closer and closer to the turn. As the first truck equipped with soldiers turned right, Zheng Shisong suddenly pointed at the cigar shop on the corner of the street and opened his mouth.

"Director Wan, can you borrow some copper coins from you? I heard that Deputy Commander He not only loves dancing, but also loves smoking cigars. Please send someone to buy some high-end products.

We may become colleagues in the future and make a living by making a living in a horse spoon. You must help with this. Don’t worry, I know the rules. Zheng will never get out of the car.”

Wan Lilang hesitated for a moment and patted the driver on the shoulder to stop the car. This was the first time Zheng Shisong had a positive response to surrender after being arrested, and he could not refuse.

Besides, if the other party doesn’t get off the car, he cannot convey any information. The person who buys the cigar is his own, so there is no need to worry about leaking information. There is no need to be too nervous.

He whispered a few words, and the guard who was sitting in the passenger seat reached out of the window and shook it, signaling the vehicles ahead and behind to leave first.

This is the core area of ​​the French Concession, and it is safe and secure.

, there is no need to stop all the convoys, as the goal will be bigger.

As the vehicle stopped, the guard took the few yen handed over by Wan Lilang, got out of the car and trotted into the store to buy cigars. Everything seemed normal.

"Ka~Ka~Ka~"

The watch pointer on Zheng Shisong's wrist kept beating. A minute passed. Just as the guard walked out of the store with a small wooden box, explosions occurred in many remote locations in the French Concession.

The first one to explode was the timber factory warehouse where Zuo Zhong and others had stayed. A time bomb detonated the oil barrel next to it, and the abandoned warehouse immediately turned into a sea of ​​fire.

Let alone on-site investigation, even if the Japanese Amaterasu Daichi comes, they cannot find any useful clues from the scene burned into ruins.

Almost at the same time, a garbage bin located in the suburbs and two fire hydrants in downtown areas were blown into the sky, but no casualties were found.

The police stations and garrisons in various parts of the French Concession heard the sound and had no idea what was going on, so they could only rush to the explosion site with their teeth.

The rumbling explosion was heard far away. When Wan Lilang heard the sound, he pulled his gun and pressed Zheng Shisong's waist, then turned his head and looked out from the rear window.

The black smoke column that soared straight into the sky was extremely conspicuous in the sky. As an experienced intelligence officer, Wan Lilang immediately concluded that this was an explosion caused by the army with explosives.

If it is civil explosives, the smoke column will not form so quickly, and the explosion will not be so far. This can only be done by powerful military explosives.

Next second.

While he called the guards to get in the car, he ordered the driver to catch up with the convoy immediately. No matter what elsewhere, they would be safe as long as they were with the large army.

But the facts were different from what he thought. When the explosion sounded, the convoy leading the way happened to pass an intersection and entered a not-too-wide road.

The driver of the truck who drove the road was attracted by the sound of explosion and curiously looked for the explosion site. Unexpectedly, a Renault truck with a car covered by canvas rushed out of the intersection ahead.

"There is a car!"

The co-pilot shouted when he saw the strange truck in front of him, and grabbed the driver's platform with both hands to prevent the sudden brake from being thrown out of the car.

When the driver heard the warning, he turned his eyes back, and then realized the danger. He stepped on the brakes with all his strength. The "Pseudo-Loyal Rescue Army" soldier standing in the car was knocked down like a bowling ball.

"Squeak~Peng!"

The car with the No. 76 agent behind had no time to react and hit the rear of the truck. The vehicles behind also rear-end one after another, but the situation was not serious.

Acting in the French Concession, No. 76 is not so arrogant. In addition, the road is narrow and the convoy's speed has not yet reached the speed of destroying the entire convoy.

He Xingjian and Chen Mingchu, who were talking in one of the cars, had their heads hit the front row. After a few seconds, the dizzy two people raised their heads with their hands on their seats.

When they saw someone blocking the way, the two Chinese girls who relied on their compatriots to please the Japanese were filled with panic in their eyes and their legs trembled slightly.

Who would intercept the No. 76 car in the French Concession?

Only the Military Control Commission!

As former members of the Military Control Commission, they certainly knew how the Military Control Commission dealt with traitors. When they thought of the "seniors" who were cleaned up by sanctioned personnel, the two were chilling.

"Quick! Reversing!"

He Xingjian, who often claims to be a general, now his bangs are pressed against his forehead, his face is pale, and he feels indescribable embarrassment, and he makes extremely sharp screams, as if he is being molested by someone.

But this also has benefits. In the chaos, the driver of the team clearly heard the order, quickly hung in reverse gear, and reversed at high speed in the direction of the coming one by one in order.

They all knew that it was impossible to turn around this terrain. If you want to survive, you had to cooperate and never have a collision, otherwise the convoy would be completely blocked here.

But soon the drivers were desperate, and at some point a Renault truck rushed out of the intersection behind, which was also covered with canvas, blocking the convoy's retreat.

"get off!"

"Looking for cover

The body, establish a line of defense, and the police will arrive in a while!"

As a senior commander of the Zhongli Army, He Xingjian quickly recovered from calmness after a short period of panic. He raised his gun and fired a shot at the sky, and issued an order to everyone, a correct order.

After the Battle of Songhu, the French increased a large number of troops to Shanghai to protect the most important concession in East Asia. Even if the war broke out in Europe, it did not stop.

As long as these two latches are dragged down, it doesn't take too long, at most a few minutes, nearby police officers and French garrisons will arrive with the gunshots.

He Xingjian felt that the No. 76 agent and his "elite" on the court could do this. After all, defense is much simpler than offense.

The female kids woke up when they heard this. They climbed out of the car one by one, trying to use the door posts and trash cans as bunkers. Some even wanted to break into the houses on both sides of the street.

Unfortunately, both the French and the Republic of China have become smarter in the war.

As soon as the explosion sounded, the people in the house locked the door and even blocked the cabinet behind the door. The spy had to give up this plan.

It sounds like a long time from He Xingjian's order to reverse the car, to the Han female kids getting off the car and looking for cover, but in fact, the whole process only took a few dozen seconds.

When the Han girl on No. 76 and the "Pseudo-Loyal Rescue Army" soldiers recovered from their senses and looked at the truck ahead, everyone was quickly shrouded in despair.

At the end of the Battle of Songhu, the retreat of the Guo army actually turned into a major defeat. The quarantine officers were busy escaping their lives. Some weapons, equipment, guns and ammunition were not available to the combat troops, and they were piled up in the open air.

Zuo Chong learned the news that in order to avoid investing in the enemy, he ordered the Jiangsu and Zhejiang Operation Team to transport these things to Zhabei, the French Concession and the Public Concession by various means.

The supplies included multiple 150mm howitzer shells, dozens of boxes of military explosives, hundreds of submachine guns, a large number of accessories and bullets of various caliber.

Previously, the people in the Shanghai area were evacuated urgently, and the shells used in the trap came from this batch of remaining equipment, which was considered to be a full use.

However, the rarest one is the Swiss Suroton S5-106 20mm anti-aircraft gun, which is a new weapon bought by the State Government at a high price of real gold and honeysuckle.

Originally, the military wanted to take advantage of the characteristics of multi-reinforced concrete buildings in Shanghai to use them to establish urban air defense firepower points, but the army was defeated too quickly and was useless.
Chapter completed!