In the office of the Baigongguan peace talks preparation group, some of the members of each group played poker and some played chess, but none of them were working.

This situation has been going on for nearly a month.

Although it was a bit boring, the salary was a little bit low and there was delicious food and drink. Everyone was waiting patiently for the order to go up the peak, and they were not in a hurry at all.

They are all elites who have seen the world. They know that with the current international situation, the peace talks between the government and Japan may not have a result, and it is useless to be anxious.

In one of the offices, several people were talking about mahjong in their hands and discussing the matter.

"France and Britain are indeed strong in national strength, but their main forces are in Europe. In my opinion, if you really want to fight with the Japanese, the outcome will be unpredictable."

"Yes, I have been to Nanyang, Guan Java, Harbor City, Luzon, Siam, and Jiaozhi countries. The discipline is loose and the equipment is old, and it is incomparable to the Japanese army."

"Hahaha, it's okay. We can't get the first place this time, there are opportunities in the future."

"It's the land. Once Japan starts to attack Nanyang, the imperial lords and rebels there will be no possibility of resistance. The peace talks will be restarted at that time."

I have to say that these people’s speculations are very accurate, but they are obviously talented, but they are eager to be Japanese dogs. It is really hard to understand.

Everyone was talking when they heard someone outside shouting to gather, so they put down what they had and came to the yard.

Facing the members of the preparation team with a puzzled look, Zuo Chong clapped his hands with a smile and informed them of good news.

——This mission ended successfully and the blockade was lifted.

However, in order to ensure that the news is not leaked, the members of the preparation team will be transferred to another place and will stay for a few days before returning home. The due reward will be quickly fulfilled.

When everyone heard that they could go home and had the benefits to get, they were very happy and immediately expressed their gratitude to Zuo Chong.

Zuo Chong smiled and shook his head, signaling everyone to pack their luggage, and then said a few words to Gu Qi, Song Ming, and Gui Youguang, and the three of them whispered yes.

Meng Ting, who was in charge of keeping the secret, watched coldly. He had received an order to fully cooperate with the work of the Military Control Commission.

Xu Enzeng even called and told him not to ask anything, not to see anything, and to completely forget about this matter.

Looking at the backs of the military commander who returned to the dormitory and the cold-faced military commander, Meng Ting guessed something, but this matter had nothing to do with him.

One hour later.

The information placed in the basement of the two-story building and the peace talks in the interrogation room were moved to a corner of the yard by a small spy on the Military Affairs Bureau, and several barrels of gasoline were poured on.

The members of the preparation team carrying large and small bags did not care, but just thought it was a normal destruction operation. They climbed onto several trucks with a smile and discussed each other's arrangements after returning home.

After counting the number of people, they confirmed that they had arrived. Zuo Chong and Gu Qi got into a car and drove in front, leading the convoy out of the White Mansion.

The convoy quickly passed through the complex highway network of Shancheng, turning left and right towards the south of Shancheng District. After dozens of minutes of driving, it finally stopped on the dyke near the Coral Dam.

This was once the execution ground where the Central Commission for the Central Committee shot underground party prisoners to identify Meng Ting.

The mountain city in June is in a plum rain period. It is rare to see the sunshine today, the sky is blue, and the lukewarm wind blowing on your body, which makes you feel refreshed.

The former tourist was empty, with only a large number of fully armed soldiers of the garrison headquarters standing with guns, with serious expressions.

Zuo Chong got out of the car and stretched his head, nodded slightly at Gui Youguang. It was time to send some people back to his hometown.

"Sir, why did you take me here? Do you want to take a boat to the south shore?"

"Where is the ship, why didn't you see the ship?"

The members of the peace talks preparation team jumped out of the car and found that they had arrived at the border. They asked the spies in a verbal manner, but they answered with cold eyes.

Not only that, the two small spies quickly controlled their respective targets, and took out handcuffs to handcuff the other party. Now the fool knew that the situation was wrong.

Kill someone to silence!

The members of the preparatory team still didn't understand that the government no longer negotiated with the Japanese and was afraid that they would disclose the news, so they were ready to kill him.

Knowing that his life is not long, everyone's reactions are different. Someone's legs are weak, and if it weren't for the spies, they would almost collapse on the ground.

Some people struggle desperately, shouting for justice or emphasizing their own backstage, while approaching Zuo Chong, trying to survive.

"Deputy Director Zuo, Director Bai of the Police Department is a classmate. He is a friend of you, so you can let me go!"

"Left Deputy, Zuo Chong! My uncle is a lieutenant general. If you kill me, he will definitely avenge me."

The screams of hoarseness continued to sound, destroying Zuo Chong's mood to enjoy the beautiful scenery.

Seeing the deputy director frowning slightly, Gui Youguang snatched the soldiers' rifle and walked to one of them, holding the buttstock and slamming them heavily on the other party's face.

According to the Western scientific community's classification of hardness, the walnut wood used to make butt stocks has a hardness of 1,000, while the bone hardness of human faces is only 200.

The answer is obvious what the collision between the two is the result.

Blood suddenly spurted out from the person's mouth and nose, and a few teeth flew out far away, then hung their heads like dead fish, allowing the little spy to drag it to the beach.

"MD, I'm dizzy, oh."

Gui Youguang put down his bloody rifle and spitted on the ground with hatred.

The other members of the preparation team witnessed his cruel behavior with their own eyes. They were so scared that they were shaking like sieves. They were also pulled and pulled to the beach. As the popliteal fossa was hurt, they knelt neatly.

When stimulated by the cold ground, everyone came to their senses and struggled even more violently. Soon, the hard pebbles made their knees bloody.

When they were placed on the ping-ping, these people were crying in pain, but no one cared about it at this moment, and their lives were gone. What was this small injury?

The elites who were so arrogant in the past beg for mercy, threaten, scolded, cried and snatched the ground with their heads, and all kinds of ugly things were everywhere.

Left heavy leaned against the hood with his back to the execution ground, took out a harmonica from his pocket, gently blew the reed, and the music fluttered.

The song lingers in everyone's ears, with a gentle rhythm, a little generous in desolation, as if telling the melancholy of the moment of parting.

The spies listened and found that the deputy director was playing "Farewell". This song was widely circulated in the Republic of China and was broadcast on radio stations.

Guqi couldn't help but hummed softly with the beat. Gui Youguang happened to issue a loud order at this time. In conjunction with the muzzle shining with the cold light, the solemn execution ground had some unspeakable emotions.

"Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road..."

“Preparation ~”

"The grass is green and the sky..."

"Rise the gun~"

"put!"

"Bang bang bang"

"My friends are half gone..."

The sound of gunfire and harmonica mixed together, and the members of the preparation team fell one after another and fell on the soil covered with the blood of the martyrs, like a belated memorial.

The pine water not far away flows eastward, as if it takes away all the sins and all the past, and never returns.

On a hill hundreds of meters away from the Coral Dam, Xu Enzeng looked at the direction of the beach from afar, heard the sound of piano coming from afar, and cursed.

"Executioner! Butcher! Cat crying rat! Hypocrisy!"

Meng Ting beside him was stunned and thought to himself, why do you have the nerve to say such words? It would be more appropriate to put these four words on your head.

Of course, Meng Ting only dared to complain about these words in his heart, nodded vigorously on the surface, and accused Zuo Chong of his cruelty with his boss immediately.

After the Military Control Commission had packed up the body and evacuated from the execution ground, the two of them also took a car to the headquarters of the Central Commission for Administration. Xu Enzeng did not know where he ran to the rooftop. Meng Ting climbed alone to the rooftop of the building, facing the Coral Dam for a long time and was speechless.

"Director Meng, it's so leisurely. Is the mission of Baigongguan over?"

Suddenly, a voice came from behind. Meng Ting turned his head and looked at it. It turned out to be Shen Dongxin, the chief secretary of the Central Commission for the Central Committee.

He knew this person a little. Zuo Chong's junior high school, a top student in the French Saint-Silly Military Academy, and the confidant of Zhu Liuxian.

Within the Central Commission for Discipline, the other party has a considerable force. It is rumored that he will be promoted to deputy director in the near future, and he is very inconsistent with Xu Enzeng.

Thinking of the consequences of being seen by someone to meet Shen Dongxin, Meng Ting took two steps to the side quietly, turned around and continued to look into the distance, and replied indifferently, without the intention of deep conversation.

Seeing this, Shen Dongxin didn't care. He stood shoulder to shoulder with Meng Ting, took out a cigarette and handed it to the other party, took a lighter and took a sip, and said lightly.

"I want to buy two kilograms of Shanlihong. Does Director Meng have any introductions?"

Just one short sentence fell into Meng Ting's ears, but it was like a heavy hammer, which shocked the old information and was stunned on the spot.

He quickly calmed down his mind, looked at the surrounding situation in a hidden way, pretended to be nothing, and replied in a low voice.

"I heard that there is a store in Shanlihong in the first model market. The boss's surname is Wang. Director Chen can go and have a look."

"The surname is Wang? He is Huang."

After hearing the last sentence, Meng Ting, who was originally expressionless, took a deep breath, slowly stretched out his right hand to Chen Dongxin, and suppressed his excitement and said solemnly.

"Hello."

These two words were not long, but he seemed to have spent all his energy. After saying that, tears filled his eyes and his body trembled slightly.

Fighting alone in the heart of the enemy, the most unbearable thing is not the danger, but the loneliness that cannot be seen.

Now, he finally has a comrade-in-arms who can fight side by side.

Obviously, Meng Ting's arrest was a carefully planned fake surrender, with the purpose of invading the Central Commission for the Central Committee and obtaining information from the Fructus Party.

After repeated tests, he completed this task perfectly. Whether it was Xu Enzeng or someone, he no longer doubted his surrender.

"Hello."

Chen Dongxin held Meng Ting's hand tightly and replied excitedly, he had been fighting alone for almost six years since he returned to China in the 23rd year of the Republic of China.

As an insider lurking in the Military Control Commission and the Central Commission, this position determines that his identity is top secret. Even the traffic officer collects information from the dead mailbox and has no idea who the connector is.

It feels so good to be able to cooperate with my own comrades now.

Who would have thought that the Secretary-General of the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection, who was born in a wealthy family and studied in France, was actually an alien.

With Chen Dong's new position, you can access the files of most of the lurking personnel in the Central Commission for Discipline, intelligence activity plans, traffic station locations, secret codes and other top-secret information.

This means that Xu Enzeng is no different from running naked in front of the underground party. Meng Ting felt ache when he was surprised when he thought of this.

In a trance, he seemed to see those comrades who died in front of him, slowly walking away with the sound of "Farewell".

For the common ideal, countless people abandoned their families and industries, gave up their comfort and comfort, and unswervingly devoted themselves to the torrent of life under the red flag, and remained unswervingly until death.

Goodbye, comrades.

Our career will surely win.

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