Time went back to the day when Zuo Chong talked with Dai Chunfeng. After listening to the complaints from Teacher Bianyi, Zuo Chong came to the Jialing River Naval Wharf.

This place was originally a supply base for the Navy of the Republic of China, but was later leased by the State Government to the British and American fleets in Chongqing as a berth. There were several barracks in the dock, and soldiers from both countries lived in it.

That evening, a rugby game was being held in the open space at the entrance of the barracks. The venue was surrounded by British and American sailors watching the fun, and there were shouts everywhere.

More than ten minutes passed, and as one side lost, curses came from the crowd, and several low-level officers began to collect money one by one.

On a hill a few hundred meters away from the pier, Guqi and Zuo Chong stood side by side with telescopes. Seeing this scene, Guqi looked at Zuo Chong in confusion and asked.

"Second post, you brought Bei Zhi here, definitely not to watch the game, are you doing the task?"

Zuo Chong did not answer and raised his chin at the foot of the mountain: "Lao Gu, do you know how many people there are in the British and American navy in the mountain city?"

Guqi did not think: "347 people, before renting the dock, the Military and Weihui Association specially checked the number of people to provide food and supplies to the other party."

Of course, this is just an excuse.

The capital of a country, even a temporary capital, is the key.

If you don’t know how many people there are in Chongqing, the British and American navy, the heads of the government probably have to open their eyes even when they sleep. How can you allow others to snore on the side of the bed?

Zuo Chong said lightly, tilted his head and said a few words to Guqi. Guqi's expression changed, and finally nodded and left quickly.

After seeing the other party off, the sun gradually sets in the west. The British and American sailors were preparing to give dinner, staring at the direction of the dock for a long time.

It's night.

The British squadron commander in Shancheng was drinking whiskey leisurely and said he was the squadron commander. In fact, this man was just a major in military rank, and he had two small gunboats that were not much larger than the battleship lifeboat.

But Mr. Major was very satisfied with his current life, and he was willing to continue like this until the end of the war than his colleagues who fought against the Germans on the Atlantic Ocean.

After drinking all the wine in the glass, the British major was about to pour another glass. At this time, a US Navy captain walked up to him and the two started to talk in a low voice.

"We don't have much supplies anymore, Major."

"Hey, let the guys go to the black market to buy food tomorrow. We can't patrol on hungry."

"Okay, I'll go and arrange it, and......"

The two of them were getting smaller and smaller, and there was silence on the pier, with waves slamming against the side of the ship and the gunboat swaying gently.

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Shanghai, Chonggodang, Japan's Special Committee on China.

Hasegawa Ryosuke sat in the spacious office, his eyes circling, and his face was faintly proud. After working hard for so long, he finally sat in the position of the head of the agency.

After the Japanese-Yu negotiations broke down, Damatsu Tongzhen was repeatedly scolded by Tokyo, and a few days ago, he was directly transferred back to the local area to wait for the defeat and was completely finished.

With the credit of the "new penicillin" and the help of many business partners, Haguchi successfully replaced the other party's position and was awarded the title of Senior Intelligence Officer in China, with the jurisdiction of No. 76, Haguchi's agency and the Special Committee on China.

But there is also bad news, perhaps for checks and balances, or to win over Ji, the jurisdiction of No. 76 has changed.

Now, the Special Committee on China has only the authority to guide No. 76, but no authority to command. The relevant matters have been handed over to the Special Committee of the Jinling Government to take over.

Hasegawa Ryosuke lit the cigar and took a beautiful sip. With the curling blue smoke, he felt refreshed and relaxed all over, as if his body had even lightened a little.

"Dongdongdongdong..."

The office door rang, and Hasegawa Ryosuke sat upright, his expression quickly returned to his majesty, and he spoke in a deep voice: "En."

A small spy hurried into the door, handed a secret telegram with both hands, and reported: "Your Excellency, the secret telegram of Shancheng."

When Hasegawa Ryosuke heard these words from the Chief of the Institution, he felt a little soft and subconsciously asked the other party: "What did you call me just now?"

The little spy was stunned for a moment and hesitated: "Master of the Institution?"

“Yo Xi~”

Hasegawa Ryosuke felt comfortable now. He took the secret telegram and looked down. After seeing the caller's code name clearly, he immediately sent the spy away.

Currently, the mole in Japan in the mountain city, except for a small number of veteran spies who had lurked in the Republic of China before the war and had a high status of confidentiality, the rest were sold by Hase to the Military Control Commission.

The Military Control Commission has two ways to deal with these people, one is long-term surveillance, and the other is secret arrest. The Military Control Commission then passes false information as a mole.

The telegram in Hase's hand came from the second type of mole. After driving away the spy, he immediately began to decipher the secret telegram.

There was not much content in the telegram, only a few lines. Hasegawa Ryosuke looked at it again and again with his telegram, his eyes getting brighter and brighter. It was time for him to make contributions.

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Melez was about to arrive in front of the mountain city, and a man appeared outside a small courtyard in the mountain city. He looked behind him vigilantly, raised his hand and knocked on the gate.

With a creaking sound, the yard door opened, and the man quickly entered the yard, and the old door panel was gently closed.

The man came into the living room and handed the person who opened the door a secret note: "Your Excellency the Chief of the Institution has formulated a new plan and asked us to complete it."

The person who opened the door was the head of the Special Committee on China in the mountain city. He received an order from his new boss. This person did not dare to delay. He recorded the content and destroyed the note, and used a dead mailbox to summon the operation personnel.

In just two days, dozens of lurking Japanese spies were awakened. These people did not know each other, and they all rely on codes or code words to verify their identities.

According to the order, the Japanese spies gathered secretly in an abandoned factory, where they would receive missions and weapons and carry out necessary training.

The first one to arrive was the weapon. The delivery man claimed to be from the Hasegawa Agency. After the weapon was delivered, the other party didn't say a single word, unloaded a pile of wooden boxes and turned around and left.

The person in charge nodded secretly, saying that he was worthy of being the subordinate of His Excellency Hague. He was indeed cautious in his actions. He thought to himself that he ordered someone to pry open the wooden box with a crowbar.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The things in the wooden box made the Japanese spies present gasp, including pistols, rifles, submachine guns, light machine guns, grenades, and all kinds of light and heavy firepower.

The Japanese spies couldn't hold back anymore. They didn't even have a long spear. The equipment of the Hasegawa mechanism was so well-equipped, and the gap between the two sides was too big.

But thinking about the virtues of the former boss, the Japanese spies were relieved. The transport of weapons needed to open up countless joints, but they were extremely stingy, so the Chinese Committee was naturally not as good as the Hassei Agency.

The person in charge also greeted Dafu from a distance, and then conveyed Hasegur's order to everyone. After saying that, he asked everyone what suggestions they had for the task.

The Japanese spies understood that in high-risk tasks, any pertinent advice could save their lives, so they spoke, one of the young men performed the best.

After the meeting ended, the person in charge called the young man: "What is your name and how long have you been in the city?"

The young man looked respectful and replied in a skillful Republic of China dialect: "My name is Fujiwara. I was just sent to Yama Castle last year. I am the leader of Tanaka on the line."

The person in charge knew it and said with a little regretful tone: "It turns out that you are a subordinate of Tanakakun. Unfortunately, he has sacrificed his life to His Majesty the Emperor, otherwise the mission will be much smoother."

"Hayi, after the Taishou Lord Tanaka broke, I lurked according to the order. This is the first time I carried out a mission." The young man named Fujiwara was very excited.

The person in charge seemed to see himself many years ago and decided to give the young man a chance. He patted the other person on the shoulder.

"Well, you are in charge of a group when you act, and you will choose the personnel yourself, so don't let me down."

Fujiwara was very excited and immediately bowed: "Arigado Quesai Imas, Fujiwara will definitely not let your expectations down."

I felt that I had been a mentor for a while, and the person in charge was very pleased. Other Japanese spies did not object to the extra team leader. The bullets were blind and bullets would not circumvent them just because you were the team leader.

Fujiwara, who had successfully promoted, walked back to the team, and several Japanese spies stood by him silently, and soon a few more people joined Fujiwara's group.

The day Melez arrived in the mountain city.

The night enveloped the city. The head of the mountain city of the Special Committee of China looked at his watch and nodded to his subordinates in the dark: "Action!"

All Japanese spies, including Fujiwara, were automatically divided into two groups to move hiddenly towards the riverside. The naval pier in the distance was as quiet as usual, with only scattered sentries patrolling the door.

Ten minutes later, a Japanese spy ran back to report to the person in charge, and the operation personnel had secretly occupied the first line of defense at the dock.

The person in charge responded plainly to this, and just replied simply to speed up the sentence, without saying much.

It is normal for so many professional agents to sneak attack a group of ordinary sailors, but it is strange if they fail.

After urging his subordinates, the person in charge lowered his head to check the time again. The new boss wanted to use the heads of the British and Americans to seek credit from the new prime minister, and at the same time undermining Sino-US cooperation. As a subordinate, he must do this.

Let’s talk about the Japanese spies who sneaked into the dock. One group of them quietly touched the barracks and the other group headed straight for the gunboats by the river. If nothing unexpected happens, it won’t take long to complete the task, but the accident still happens.

The Japanese spy who was heading to the gunboat had just approached the pier when a low voice suddenly rang out: "Who?"

Fujiwara, who led the team, knew that the sneak attack was unrealistic, so she simply waved her hand: "Spit the silk and give it to (assault), it's a black card on board!"

The Japanese spy next to him wanted to curse, because the other party was afraid that the enemy would not know their location, but the arrow was on the string and had to fire it, so he had to rush towards the gunboat silently.

"Da da da da da da..."

Continuous gunfire sounded, and the gunboat was filled with muzzle flames formed by shooting. The Japanese spy rushed to the front either died or was injured. No one knew why there was so much automatic firepower on the gunboat.

Fujiwara hid behind a half-man-stick wooden stake and calmly directed the team members to approach the gunboat from the water. As long as they could get close to the gunboat, the operators could use grenades to deal with the rebels.

Several Japanese spies who joined the Fujiwara team first put the grenade into a waterproof bag and bit it with their teeth, jumped into the cold water with a plop.

The Japanese wanted to get this, and the British and American sailors on the gunboat also wanted it. Some people began to force the engine, and the diesel engine made waves of bald purr sounds, and they were about to start successfully.

Some sailors tried to use small-caliber artillery and heavy machine guns to counterattack, but the long-term peaceful life reduced the combat readiness level of this small fleet to the lowest level, and the ammunition was all at the bottom of the bilge, so there was no time to carry it for a while.

"Stop the enemy from getting close to the cable!" Fujiwara shouted, and the submachine gun in his hand pointed at the cable stake and shot it, killing several people on the spot.
Chapter completed!