A certain day in January 1941.

The joyful atmosphere of New Year's Day has not completely disappeared, but the atmosphere in the mountain city suddenly becomes tense.

The garrison headquarters frequently mobilized troops to patrol the city, and guarded military police and spies could be seen everywhere on the streets, and the people were in panic.

In the afternoon, Zuo Chong followed Dai Chunfeng to the Huangshan official residence to attend an urgent military meeting. At this time, several days had passed since the Lao Pu case.

These days, Zuo Chong and Li Qiwu have been "intimate" with each other. They have gained a lot of money to buy life. They can buy more medicines, radio stations, and weapons in the northwest. Li Qiwu has done a good thing.

Walking into the conference room with a smile, Zuo Chong was surprised to find that the participants were either commanders and commanders of various war zones or heads of central departments, and the meeting level was very high.

It’s really strange. Generally speaking, meetings with a large number of people are not important, and there are not many important meetings. What’s wrong with this today? Zuo Chong is a little curious.

A few minutes later, someone entered the venue under the protection of the guards. Everyone stood up to greet them. At the same time, the gate of the venue was slowly closed, and the guards with live ammunition stood at the door to guard.

All the situations have attracted many speculations from everyone. What happened? Is it that the Japanese are going to fight to the mountain city?

"Teacher, what is the topic of this meeting?" Zuo Chong asked Dai Chunfeng curiously.

The old god Dai Chunfeng waved his hand and said nothing. He obviously knew something. Zuo Chong secretly curled his lips and looked up at someone.

At this time, the opening process of the meeting was completed, and the participants sat down one after another. Someone also sat down on the main seat. After looking around the venue for a week, he said in a strong Zhejiang accent.

"Everyone, it has been more than three years since the war started. In the past three years, countless soldiers have been wrapped in horses and corpses, which has brought about the current good situation. But some people ignore the future of the country and wantonly provoke conflicts between the central and local governments. Their intentions are to be punished!"

Someone's tone suddenly grew higher, like a eunuch who had left his power. The sharp scolding made the commanders tremble and quickly sat upright and waited for the instructions.

Seeing the scene quiet, someone was satisfied with his "prestige" and then took a look at the area where the intelligence department was located.

Zhu Liuxian, Xu Enzeng, and Dai Chunfeng immediately straightened his chest, Zuo Chong also showed a serious expression, and returned with a respectful look and gave an invisible horse P.

Seeing that the little fellow villager was so tactful, someone nodded slightly and spoke excitedly again: "I think you know who I am talking about, right, it's those lawless gangsters!"

The angry saliva drool drew a rainbow in the sun. The commanders and commanders in the front row fully developed their spirit of salivating themselves, and their waists were still motionless.

Zuo Chongqing was glad that he was just a small character. He suppressed the discomfort and continued to listen to someone's muttering, while secretly annoying how he forgot about that matter! A tragedy that made people extremely angry and regretful was about to happen.

But he forgot about this because he had been in this era for too long, and many memories became increasingly blurred, and the mobile phones given by the garbage system could not be accessed online.

Besides, even if he remembers, how should he warn him without any evidence? The underground party will definitely verify it from other channels when he receives information. How will he answer then?

Did I say I came from later generations? In that case, the Northwest would definitely think that "Autumn Cicada" was crazy or that the enemy was sending holiday information.

Besides, the Northwest has actually been wary of the Fruit Party for a long time. What is about to happen is too complicated and I can't explain it clearly in one sentence or two, so I will skip this matter for the time being.

Therefore, the safest way is to record the content of this meeting and send it to the northwest after the meeting. Left Chun silently took out his mobile phone and pressed the recording button, and recorded someone's "yuyin".

On the stage, someone was still spitting: "Out of unity, I gave the other party a last chance. Last October, General Secretary He and Deputy General Secretary Bai sent a telegram to the northwest, urging the counter-gangsters to stop the friction and gave an ultimatum.

For the overall situation of the War of Resistance Against Japan, the government hoped that all underground party troops in the Yangtze River Basin would go north of the Yellow River within one month, merge with the underground party troops in North China to reduce the number of underground party troops to 100,000, and be responsible for resisting the Japanese army in North China.

But what did the central government's concession and tolerance bring? It was exchanged for repeated slander and disobedience. Although the other party agreed to move north, he kept using various excuses to perfunctory until this month he was willing to transfer.

The bandit crisis has become rampant and has reached the point where it has to be dealt with. I decided to launch a devastating attack when the troops under the northwest are transferred, and to reshape the majesty of the government with the authority of the Zhengguo Government. What do you think?"

This is a question that gives the answer, and there is only one answer. The people present did not hesitate. All of them, including Zuo Chong, stood up and shouted slogans in a slogan.

"We obey the orders of the leader (principal) (supervisor Wei)!"

Zuo Chong relied on his youth and good health, shouted loudly, which made Xu Enzeng next to him feel hurt in his ears. Old Xu was so angry that he didn't dare to scold others, so he had to whisper a little in his heart.

On one side of the podium, a female stenographer sat in the corner, her pen in her hand was constantly dancing on the manuscript paper, and she wrote down the contents of the meeting one by one.

Someone was proud and pressed his hands down and issued a specific combat order. In the face of the enemy, he once again started to do something that would make enemies happy and relatives hurt.

"The encirclement and suppression plan will be launched in 4 days. The Third War Zone will be responsible for implementation. The location is in the southern part of Anhui Province, and all ministries must fully cooperate.

The Military Commission and the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection are fully collecting the movements of the underground party troops along the Yangtze River, and correcting the information every hour. Liuxian and Chunfeng, are there any problems?"

Dai Chunfeng and Zhu Liuxian complained secretly that it was very difficult to find out the news in the underground party-controlled area. If you go to ten people, it would be considered a victory if you can come back.

Moreover, to correct the information every hour, it will inevitably involve a large number of personnel. The action time is so hasty, so the loss will definitely be considerable.

But as so many people watched, the two had to bite the bullet and promise that the Military Commission and the Central Commission would send the most elite agents to carry out the mission without answering someone's questions directly.

"What I want is a positive answer. Can you complete my mission?"

Someone was unhappy and questioned his two confidants with a penis face, with a not very friendly tone.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Yes, guaranteed to complete the task."

Dai Chunfeng and Zhu Liuxian couldn't escape the situation, so they thrust their chests and replied loudly, "Isn't it just a promise? If they really fail, they will beg for mercy with the leader. They are familiar with this life."

Zuo Chong, who was in charge of the Military Control Commission and the Central Commission for Business, hid behind his director with his head shrank. The two mortal enemies looked at each other in a sympathetic manner, and then snorted and turned to look at the other side.

"Then that's it. I want to give you the most secret to this combat plan. If it is leaked, it will definitely be severely punished."

After saying that, someone left behind a group of generals and ministers with different minds, and left the venue with great strides. The micro-care experts were ready to command the battle personally. The brothers of the Guo army on the front line asked for their own blessings.

"Oh, it's a turbulent time."

An old lieutenant general whispered, saying that he could not understand why someone wanted to deal with the underground party at this time. He couldn't figure it out, and he really couldn't figure it out.

The others accelerated their pace when they heard this sentence. The other party was the leader's friend and the son of the life. They were not afraid of being taboos when they said this.

The female stenographer glanced at the audience, picked up the shorthand notebook and Kunbao and walked out of the gate, and went to the archives room of the official residence to hand over.

The handover of confidential documents has a series of strict procedures, including registration, inspection, sealing, signing, and entry into the file. No one dares to miss a single step. If there is a problem, it will lose its head and no one dares to be careless.

After all the procedures were completed, the female stenographer was searched by the female guard and confirmed that she had not brought out any confidential documents. Only then did she be released from the official residence.

At the gate of the official residence, a black car passed by him. Looking at the other person's figure, Zuo Chongxiao pulled up the curtains of the car window.

Dai Chunfeng, who was sitting next to the left, turned his head and said with a serious look: "Be careful, after you go back, you will notify the Anhui Province to use all the eyeliners on the underground party territory and pay close attention to the movements of those people."

"Okay, teacher, there are many old brothers from Jiegexiang in the senior management of Anhui Province. They have strong professional abilities and will definitely complete the task." Zuo Chong said with confidence.

Lao Dai refused to argue that Hongwang was really so easy to deal with. He was wiped out when he was in the southwest. He was still too young after all, and the principal was too hastily.

According to his idea, we should slowly approach the underground party, use money, beauty, and high-ranking officials to counter the indecisive elements, and then use the energy of the Military Control Commission to help these people climb up instead of rushing to use them.

For example, Lao Pu, as a deputy secretary of the mountain city, would be promoted to another level, that would be a prince who held the power, but the other party was suffering from a terminal illness and the value of the use was greatly reduced.

Dai Chunfeng became more upset the more he thought about it, and he became more determined to "occupy the magpie's nest". When the underground party was full of his people, Humph, Old Dai sneered twice.

Zuo Chong looked at the teacher Bianyi frowned and sneered for a while, and couldn't help but wonder if the other party was stimulated in the official residence and was a little unnatural. He quickly moved the P shares to the side.

Just as the two of them were performing filial piety, the female stenographer who left the official residence walked around the vegetable market with a Kun bag, and walked into a dilapidated residential area with a bundle of vegetables tied with hemp rope.

As the stenographer of the highest-level meeting of the Fructus Party, women in delicate clothes should not appear in such places where sewage flows everywhere and beggars.

But the female stenographer just walked around piles of garbage and came to the gate of a small courtyard, took out the key and opened the door and walked in.

The cry of a child came faintly from the main house in the yard. Perhaps the sound of the gate was heard, and a man's voice sounded inside the house.

"Anna, are you back?"

The speaker walked out of the main house. He looked quite handsome and dressed up very well. He was pale and kept coughing, and he had a faint smell of Chinese medicine on his body.

"Well, Lao Pan, the price of vegetables has increased again today."

The woman closed the door, complained, and gently tapped her chin to indicate that it was clean behind her.

A few minutes later, in the dark and damp room, the man clenched his fists and said angrily while coughing.

"What exactly is someone going to do? The Japanese are still invading our territory, but he is thinking about dealing with us! Anna, we must report to our superiors immediately."

The woman tucked the corners of the quilt for the child on the bed, her face was filled with the luster of maternity. She also coughed a few times and said something with a worried look on her face.

"Lao Pan, the mountain city Wei suddenly evacuated a few days ago, and we also broke the line. Since Lao Jiao was arrested by the Zhongtong transportation documents (Section 1084), we have only this contact channel left. How do we have to warn you now?"

Women and men are Joanna and Pan Mingzhi, who are lurking in the top leaders of the Fructus Party. Now that they have information, how to report it has become the biggest problem before them.

After thinking for a while, Pan Mingzhi calmly analyzed: "We must send the news before the enemy takes action, and the general way is not enough.

There is only one way now, that is, go to the Northwest Office, which has a radio station to your hometown. Four days is enough.

Anna, you wait for me at home. I will go out after dark. If it goes well, you will be back before dawn. If I don’t come back, you will take the child to retreat immediately."

Joanna was silent. The office was full of spies, and sending letters was equivalent to falling into the trap, but this information was related to the lives of tens of thousands of comrades.

Finally, she raised her head and nodded to Pan Mingzhi with a smile. They were not only husband and wife who shared hands, but also life-broken partners with the same faith.

If Pan Mingzhi unfortunately sacrificed, she would continue the unfinished tasks of the other party. Sometimes death is not the end, but a new beginning.

In the sunset, Joanna held the child and leaned against Pan Mingzhi's shoulder. The family of three stood under the low eaves, enjoying the warmth that belonged to them alone.

Office of the Deputy Director of the Military Commission.

Zuo Chong quickly pressed the send button and sent the Anhui Province encirclement and suppression plan directly to the northwest, which violated the contact process, but when something urgent happened, he didn't care too much.

In other parts of the mountain city, several pieces of intelligence were also sent to the northwest through various channels, and one of them was sent even before someone finished the meeting.

Among the underground workers who delivered letters, some were descendants of noble status and noble status, while others were promising officers and officials. They had different identities, but they fought side by side under the same banner.
Chapter completed!