Western Hebei.

In the dense forest at the junction of Fuping County and Laiyuan County, a leopard cat jumped out of the tree cleverly. After walking two steps forward, it suddenly raised its ears and looked around vigilantly.

Buzz ~~A Japanese reconnaissance plane flew quickly through the air.

The leopard cat looked up at the huge monster and screamed, rushed into a certain bush in a panic, and then fled to the distance at a faster speed.

After a few minutes, the bushes shook twice, Zuo Chong and Wu Chunyang came out of the bushes, and the birds that were resting on the branches flapping their wings and jumped high towards the sky.

"Sub-seat, the Japanese plane has left."

"Snap time to build."

With the conversation between Zuo Chong and Wu Chunyang, countless figures appeared in the seemingly empty forest. These people were wearing patched coarse cotton coats, old and young, men and women.

They carried away the trees without roots together, picked up the wooden shovel, pushed out the stone mill, and started to work hard.

Looking down from the air, in just a blink of an eye, the originally lush forest miraculously disappeared, replaced by two long runways.

"Deputy Director Zuo, it is expected that the airport will be put into use for five days."

Among the crowd, Mr. Du, head of the Northern Branch of the Ministry of Social Affairs, introduced the progress of the project to Zuo Chong. Both of them had tiredness on their faces, and there was no trace of image at all. It was not an exaggeration to say that they were covered in dust.

Zuo Chong took the towel handed by Wu Chunyang and wiped his face, saying dissatisfiedly: "Mr. Du, I trust the grassroots organizational capabilities of your underground party, so I invited you to join the action.

As a result, it was just a small field airport. It took you so long to build it. I have to doubt your party's ability and sincerity in this matter."

Mr. Du did not rush to answer. He pointed to the airport and ancillary facilities covering an area of ​​tens of thousands of square meters and asked Zuo Zhong a question.

"Deputy Director Zuo, a 1,000-meter-long main runway, a sub-running runway, ten hidden hangars with bunkers, a deep buried oil depot, a command center for radio and meteorological equipment, and dozens of mound bunkers. If it is handed over to you for construction, how long will it take?"

Zuo Chong naturally knew that with the Goryeo's organizational and mobilization ability, it would be entirely built by manpower, and the war of resistance would almost end when the airport was repaired.

Historically, in order to enter the B29 bomber, the National Government completed the construction of four large airports in just 4 months. It sounded very fast, but it was driven by the hard work of 500,000 migrant workers.

Thinking in my mind, I didn't show any of the left side, nor did I answer Mr. Du's questions, and I acted like a stubborn duck-mouthed person.

He did not deliberately make things difficult for the other party. Now they are on the underground party territory, and they don’t know how many spies they have around them, and their political stance must be corrected.

When Mr. Du saw Zuo Chong not replying, he emphasized: "The Americans require that there should be no raised objects on the surface of the track. This requires that the track be crushed with a big stone mill at least ten times. During this period, he also needs to avoid the Japanese investigation. The villagers have done their best!"

Both the Military Control Commission and the Underground Party underestimated the difficulty of building the airport. The project that had been half a month had delayed almost a month.

There is no way, engineering construction is not a joke, Americans are very rigid in this regard and would rather pay more than make do.

"Cough cough." Zuo Chong coughed twice and said with a thick face: "Okay, it's Zuo who has lost his word. In short, the airport will be completed as soon as possible. The operation will officially begin in seven days."

Mr. Du was not desperately catching the mistakes of the National Palace. He silently walked to the large soil pit at the end of the runway, looking at the soft oil depot in the pit, his eyes slightly heavy.

Everyone says that Americans are advanced in technology, and this time they have seen it. It is unheard of that rubber oil capsule that folds only one meter square, and can actually hold hundreds of liters of fuel after being unfolded.

Zuo Chong followed Mr. Du to the oil depot, and sighed slightly when he saw the other party's expression of emotion.

"I heard that this is made of synthetic rubber coated fabrics that are oil-resistant, waterproof and highly resistant to synthetic rubber. They can not only be used for a long time under various climate conditions, but are also easy to transport and deploy, and even small-diameter bullets cannot penetrate."

After the military unification group arrived at the Jin-Cha-Hebei base, the Americans used night flight planes to airdrop a lot of good things, such as rubber oil capsules, fuel, radio stations, individual field rations, and even chocolate.

This saturated logistics supply allowed the government and the underground party to know what wealth and prosperity meant. In this regard, the gap between the Republic of China and the United States was desperate.

Mr. Du slowly turned around and his confidence had regained his face: "Deputy Director Zuo, no matter how good others are, they are always someone else's. We must face the gap and catch up with the gap."

Zuo Chong patted the dust on his body, not disagreeing with Mr. Du's words, but a complicated feeling arose in his heart, and at the same time he remembered the later China.

What is the spirit of optimism that separates one's life? This is the spirit of optimism that separates one's life. If it were those people in the mountain city, they would probably have been flattened long ago.

The two were silent for a while, and Mr. Du stepped among the workers. He and the people pulled the huge stone mill, bent down, lowered his head, and made a difficult but extremely firm step.

According to the plot of the film and television drama, Zuo Chong should be deeply moved at this time, and then he also pulled the stone and crushed it, but Zuo Chong did not do this.

Everyone has their own role and position. Zuo Zhong’s task is to play a good dog spy, so he waved to Wu Chunyang and began to enjoy afternoon tea in the contemptuous eyes of everyone.

Five days later, the Harbin pseudo-police department.

Gao Bin stood in front of the Harbin map with his arms in his arms, recalling what happened recently in his mind. He always felt something was wrong. The military commander's methods this time were too low-level.

It is normal to put the Central Commission for the Central Commission for Disaster and even the underground party, but the Military Commission should not just act like this.

Zuo Chong's style has always been about promoting the overall situation from the details. What can a group of bandits affect the overall situation? At most, destroy some buildings and kill a few people.

So, will all this be Zuo Chong's trick? Gao Bin couldn't help but think, but what exactly should the Military Control Commission cover up doing these things...

"Section Chief."

A man knocked on the door and walked into the office and reported to Gao Bin: "According to a reliable line, a suspicious person appeared in the Hacheng section of the North Manchurian Railway."

“North Manchuria Railway?”

Gao Bin repeated it, looking at the railway trunk line on the map that reached Manzhouli in the west and Suifenhe in the east, and asked: "The number of suspicious people is the location."

The visitor clicked a certain location between Suifenhe and Hacheng and said briefly: "Three men were riding horses, like strands."

This answer made Gao Bin frown. After multiple rounds of encirclement and suppression, the strands around Ha City were basically wiped out, and only the strands that attacked the gold transport convoy were still missing. Is the other party moving again?

"Go and check, are there any important trains passing through the North Manchuria Railway recently?" Gao Bin immediately made arrangements.

Soon, a top-secret information was sent to the Secret Service Department through the Japanese Harbin Secret Service. The information showed that a golden train would pass by Harbin City in the near future.

Gao Bin immediately convened the main person in charge of the Special Services Department and held a secret meeting on this information. At the beginning of the meeting, he first informed the basic situation of the train.

The starting station of this train is Jiamusi and the terminal station is Xinjing. The train entered Harbin at 1:00 a.m. two days later and left at 9:00 a.m.

There are 350 kilograms of gold on the car, which is the output of several gold mines around Jiamusi for half a year. The Japanese base camp plans to use this batch of gold to purchase submarine technology from Germany.

After introducing the general situation, Gao Bin, who was sitting at the head of the conference table, said: "Let's discuss it, if the final goal is this golden train."

The traitors who attended the meeting whispered for a while, and then agreed that no matter who the messenger behind the gang was, they would not let go of the golden train.

Because in addition to the economic value of gold itself, stealing gold can also destroy the military trade between Japan and Germany, which contains huge political and military value.

If the Military Control Commission is really bewitching the snare, the chances of the golden train being robbed are very high, and maybe the Military Control Commission agents are already preparing for action.

Gao Bin himself agreed with this conclusion. Since he knew that the train might be attacked, it would be easy to deal with it.

That night, an elite force composed of traitors and Japanese military police set out secretly for Jiamusi. Gao Bin and some heads of the secret service department were accompanied, and they would accompany them to protect the gold.

As long as the gang dares to jail the car, the machine guns and bayonets will be waiting for the other party. The Kwantung Army Command hopes to completely eliminate the bandits who dare to make trouble through this incident.

Before leaving, Gao Bin also issued an order, requiring him to rediscover the files of important office staff in the suburbs of Hacheng.

Unlike last time, this time, the screening is no longer a single person, but a cross-display, that is, two people review each file to minimize the human impact.

At this point, Gao Bin still kept his hands, for fear that the golden train would be a smokescreen released by the Military Control Commission.

Judging from a professional perspective, this person is indeed a rare intelligence talent. It’s a pity that he is talented but not virtuous and has wasted his ability in vain.

On the train to Jiamusi, Chief Zhou smiled and said to his companions. His eyes paused a little when he saw Gao Bin resting with his eyes closed, and then quickly moved away.

The two of them had just begun, but the contest between the Special Services Department and the Military Control Commission was silently unfolding. Both sides are currently on the same starting line, and it is not certain who wins and loses.

If the Secret Service Department first finds out Su Qiwen, the Military Control Commission will suffer a major setback, and the puppet Manchukuo and the Japanese will fall into a big frustration.

On the evening of the day before the operation, just as the traitor was checking the files day and night, Gui Youguang pulled the bolt and loaded the submachine gun in his hand neatly.

He looked at the operators and the gang in front of him, and said nothing, turned around and walked into the wind and snow.
Chapter completed!