Late at night, at Huangcheng Firm, Hei Teng was arching around the office with his hands behind his back, his face full of anxiety.

Although the identities of those reporters from "Photo Weekly" have been confirmed by the Baocheng Military Police Command, the sudden arrival of so many strange faces still made Heiteng a little suspicious and alert.

Soon, the office door was opened from outside, and Captain Jia, who had a peerless face, walked in. While wiping his sweat, he asked Hei Teng for credit.

"Hi Teng Taijun, the bun seller Taijun has settled down. They just got dark and fell asleep, and there was no other movement."

"Baga!" Heiteng cursed and corrected: "It's a photo weekly newspaper, not a bun. Captain Jia, did the other party contact strangers?"

Captain Jia bared his yellow teeth and replied flatteringly: "No, the hotel is surrounded by my detective team, and even a grasshopper cannot fly out."

"Yo Xi~~"

Hei Teng breathed a little relieved. Perhaps he was thinking too much, no matter how brave the underground party was, he would not appear in the county town in a swagger.

After thinking about it, he whispered a low order to keep surveillance, when will the people in the Photo Weekly leave their jurisdiction and when will the surveillance stop.

At this time, a Japanese army knocked in and handed a secret message to Heiteng: "Your Excellency, your classmate called back. There are indeed intelligence personnel in North China in the Photo Weekly."

Heideng was completely relieved when he heard this news, so he temporarily put the matter down and continued to study how to target the increasingly rampant underground party.

The next morning, Zuo Chong and his group left the hotel and walked out of the city. Several spies from the detective team followed behind the team, including Captain Jia.

"Editor Shimazu, do I need to deal with the guys behind me?" Wu Chunyang glanced at the back and whispered to Zuo Chong for instructions.

It was difficult for them to keep track of such a clumsy stalk, and Wu Chunyang even suspected that this was a special method of testing.

Zuo Chong smiled on his face and shook his head gently: "Go and give these people a little color, but don't kill people. After the fight, tell the other party that we are going to the bandit area to investigate."

Wu Chunyang turned around and left after hearing this, and surrounded the sneaky stalkers with the little spy. He rewarded the traitors with big mouths and scolded them sternly.

Captain Jia covered his face and left. Before leaving, he nodded and said to Wu Chunyang, saying "Sa's no" and "Sa's no" with Wu Chunyang. He was so thick-skinned that it was rare in the world.

After confirming that his back was clean, Zuo Chong brought people to the land temple in the west of the city and met the Mr. Shi on the note the night before, a middle-aged man wearing a silk gown.

Mr. Shi looked up and down the Military Commission for a long time and said the code words: "I heard that the price of tea has increased recently. What is the price of Biluochun in Jinling?"

Wu Chunyang received Zuo Zhong's permission and immediately replied: "Sir, I remember wrongly. Biluochun fell by two points this month. Are you the manager of Shi?"

The code was correct, and Mr. Shi did not speak anymore. He raised his foot and walked towards the northwest. The spies quickly followed the other party, but there was no unnecessary communication between the two parties.

From morning to noon, everyone bypassed the Japanese strongholds and artillery towers and gradually approached the underground party's Jin-Cha-Hebei base.

As they got closer to the Jin-Cha-Hebei base, the military-controlled spies found that the expressions and even mental outlook of the people had changed, and were full of vitality and hope everywhere.

Late at night, the team stayed in a village. Mr. Shi greeted the villagers in a familiar way and gave the children watching the fun a few candies.

Seeing this scene, Wu Chunyang couldn't help but sigh: "The underground party's methods of winning over people are really clever. Such a scene will never happen in the mountain city. I really don't know what will happen in the future."

Zuo Chong was not surprised at all. Without the support of the people, there would be no Jin-Cha-Hebei base, and the underground party could not gain a foothold under the eyes of the Japanese.

After a while, Wu Chunyang asked two questions: "Second post, is this operation related to the underground party? Also, will the Japanese verify our identities with the Photo Weekly?"

"Yeah." Zuo Chong explained: "If you wait for the specific place, don't worry, Shimazu did come to the Republic of China, but he was dealt with by Nobita a long time ago."

After a night of nothing, the team set off again after dawn and soon entered Fuping County.

Fuping, south of Laiyuan County, eastern foot of the central and northern Taihang Mountains, and the upper reaches of the Daqing River, is the intersection of two provinces, four cities and nine counties, and is known as the "Hebei-Shenzhen throat" and the "Greater West Barrier".

Since the 26th year of the Republic of China, Fuping has become the central area of ​​the Jin-Cha-Hebei base. The Japanese regard it as a thorn in their eyes, but they have never been able to completely eliminate it.

A few hours later, in Chengnan Village, 35 miles south of Fuping County, Zuo Chong met Mr. Du, the head of the Northern Branch of the Border Social Department, and the two shook hands and said hello.

"Mr. Zuo has worked hard all the way. I have long admired your name. The commander will arrive in a while. You guys have a good rest first."

"Haha, man, you are kind. Your report on "On Forces, Local Security Work and Intelligence Work" is well written and very inspiring to our Military Commission."

The two old information gathered together and immediately began to test each other. The report Zuo Chong mentioned was missing in the title of the word "white area".

This report summarizes the intelligence work experience of the Underground Party over the years, especially in the National Government District. A considerable part of the content is related to the Military Control Commission, and Zuo Chong was also mentioned repeatedly in the report.

As for Mr. Du himself, the Military Control Commission is more familiar with him. The other party was once the director of the Yunyang Office. Any student who entered the border area through Chang'an must undergo the other party's review.

Under Mr. Du's eyes, many military spies were exposed and were "gifted out of the country". Before leaving, they also received education on the underground party's policies and policies, which made the government suffer.

Hearing Zuo Chong's words, Mr. Du did not respond and pointed to the entrance of the guesthouse and said, "Mr. Zuo is polite, come, let's go in and talk."

After saying that, he nodded to Mr. Shi again. Mr. Shi did not speak to Zuo Chong, lowered his head and pressed the brim of the hat and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Seeing this, Mr. Du laughed: "Mr. Zuo, don't mind. Lao Shi is like this. He had a lot of dealings with you in the southwest back then, and he was a little unaware of the thoughts."

As soon as these words were said, Zuo Chong's expression was awkward. The Fructus Party did a lot of "good things" in the southwest. Mr. Shi was already considered political and enlightened when he did not shoot them in the black gun behind his back.

After the verbal confrontation, Zuo Chong and Mr. Du entered the guesthouse together, with Wu Chunyang and a group of small spies following closely.

At noon, the Military Commission and Mr. Du had lunch in the guesthouse canteen, and then the two sides talked about the movements of the Japanese army in North China and exchanged some information.

Speaking of the excitement, Zuo Chong signaled Wu Chunyang to talk about the changes in the Japanese military intelligence agencies in North China, with the reason that this would be helpful to the next action.

Wu Chunyang didn't think much about it and spoke selectively about the information collected at a location, such as the senior Japanese army intending to disband Huangcheng Office and integrate it into the special investigation class under the second lesson of the General Staff of the North China Front Army.

For example, the Japanese army established Lu Ren Mansion in Jicheng, Shandong Province, No. 2 Mansion in Taiyuan, and established underground party prisoner training centers in various places.

Mr. Du listened with a smile on the surface, but was shocked in his heart. Through this information, he had a deeper understanding of the Military Control Commission's intelligence collection ability.

As he was speaking, several men in Eighth Route Army uniforms strode into the room. The leader's eyes were firm, his facial features were upright, and he had both the fortitude of a soldier and the scholarly spirit of a literati.

Zuo Chong knew that this was Mr. Xiang, the head of the Jin-Cha-Hebei base, and quickly stood up and saluted: "Hello, Deputy Commander Xiang."

Mr. Xiang was once a Huangpu instructor, and his qualifications were very old. Not to mention Zuo Chong, even if Dai Chunfeng saw the other party, he had to stand attentively and say good to the instructor.

However, Zuo Chong did not call Mr. Xiang the commander, but used the position given by the State Government because the State Government did not recognize the so-called position in the Jin-Cha-Hebei base area.

Although this is a trivial matter, it is related to the position and is careless. Someone's mind is notoriously small.

Mr. Xiang was straightforward. After returning a military salute, he sat down on the stool, then took off his hat and looked at Zuo Chong with a kind smile on his face.

"Mr. Zuo, the superior has conveyed your request to us that as long as it is beneficial to the cause of anti-Japanese war, all the military and civilians of Jin, Cha and Hebei are willing to cooperate unconditionally with this action."

As he said that, he paused and changed the subject: "But there are no planes in both the Jin-Cha-Hebei region and the border areas. How can the Japanese new fighter jets refuel after they arrive? This matter can only be left to you to solve."

Wu Chunyang suddenly realized that their mission was to take on Japanese fighter planes, but how could the Japanese fighter planes reach the underground party territory? Could it be that the Japanese pilot defected?

Zuo Chong also sat down on the stool and answered the other party's question: "I'm sorry to provide a radio station to the deputy commander. After I contact Shancheng, the oil and other equipment will be transported to it soon."

He raised his eyebrows to the deputy commander, touched Mr. Du's eyes, and then happily agreed to Zuo Zhong's request.

"Thank you, Deputy Commander." Zuo Chong bowed slightly to express his gratitude, and then said another thing: "I wonder where your party has taken the construction of the temporary airport?"

"That's it." Xiang Deputy Division Commander hesitated for a moment: "Mr. Zuo, you don't know that the battlefield service in our base is paid. The construction of the airport requires the collection of a large number of people, and the related costs may need to be borne by you."

Zuo Chong was a little helpless. The other party wanted to beat his rich man, but the Americans paid the money, so he didn't need to save money for Melez.

So Zuo Chong waved his hand and said generously: "No problem, I will ask someone to allocate a special amount of 100,000 US dollars to the border area, and to the deputy commander, is this okay?"

Xiang Deputy Commander was satisfied, so he took out a map of the Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei region and spread it on the table, and clicked between Fuping County and Laiyuan County with his hands.

"The terrain here is flat, the soil is hard, and there are few surrounding residents. It is very suitable as a temporary airport. It can be built in half a month, in just half a month."
Chapter completed!