After several years of hardship, Du Kuan has become a very steady soldier.

Ye Se walked to the telephone booth diagonally opposite the Security Command and called Du Kuan's office directly.

"Captain Du, long time no see," Yese's phone was still the tone of an ordinary person.

"Mr. Huo, why do you have time to call me?" Du Kuan knew very well.

"You have a portion of the tea that someone from my hometown has brought. Are you free now?"

"I'll go to your store to get it and wait for me when I have time."

Du Kuan put down the phone and walked out.

Outside the gate of the Security Command, he saw the night standing by the roadside.

The two nodded slightly across the road, walked tacitly towards the same side, and entered an alley on the right.

"What's the matter?" Du Kuan asked.

"Do me a favor and set up a truck one kilometer outside the west of the city tomorrow afternoon. I will intercept an RB truck." The night directly explained the intention.

"RB man?" Du Kuan asked back.

"Yes." Yese looked at Du Kuan, and he did not explain why.

"No problem, when? How to intercept? How many people need to be dispatched? All of them are listened to you." Du Kuan answered without hesitation.

He never frowned when dealing with the RB.

"Before two o'clock tomorrow afternoon, you set up a checkpoint one kilometer west of the city to intercept a truck. The truck driver carried a certificate issued by the church. You must take the driver aside in person. My man took him away, black tops and blue pants. He said to you that the weather was clear, and you handed the driver to him. That car, a man wearing blue tops and black pants, told you why it was cloudy. He drove away, and then he drove the car back and you could let him go. I will drive a truck there at the same time tomorrow, and you will hand the Godfather's letter to the person who drove the truck, and nothing else will be done."

In Du Kuan's opinion, the arrangement of night is a trivial matter.

"Okay, I understand, when will the checkpoint be lifted?" Du Kuan hopes that he can do his best.

"It's best to delay as much as possible before and after, the RB people are very cunning." Yese thought about this.

"I started setting up the checkpoints at noon and ended at five o'clock in the afternoon, because I received a notice from the war zone to check the smuggling of military supplies along the way." Du Kuan understood the meaning of Ye Se.

The purpose of setting up a plan is to set up a fake plan as a real plan, which is called setting up a good plan.

"That's it, I have something to do, let's talk back." Ye Se said, and reached out to put a paper bag in his hand that he had been holding for a long time to Du Kuan.

After doing this, he turned his head and walked out, leaving Du Kuan with his back and his shaking right hand.

Du Kuan grinned, and what he was holding should be the tea brought by his hometown on the phone.

The meticulous thinking of this spy has reached an impeccable situation.

In the evening, night first arrived at the warehouse and told Zeng Yunfeng and Lin Zixuan about his plans.

"It's great. I'll send these poison-filled food to the Japanese and poison those bastards to death." Zeng Yunfeng was overjoyed.

"You will load the truck when Jiapeng comes," Yese said before the sound of a truck came from behind.

The three of them turned their heads at the same time, and Li Jiapeng drove the truck into the warehouse.

"It's time to load the car, I've sent everyone away." Lin Zixuan received a message from Yu Shaokun and asked everyone in the warehouse to go home at 4 pm, including Sun Bo.

"Have you agreed on the train station?" Yese asked.

"The car that is over 7 o'clock in the evening, let them reserve the car, just install it before driving." Lin Zixuan's ability to do things should not be underestimated.

"Do it." Zeng Yunfeng looked at the sacks in the warehouse and started to carry them.

Although the four men were strong, they did not do the work of resisting sacks often. After half an hour, they were all exhausted and panting.

"The arms hurt, the legs hurt, the whole body hurt." The one who felt the deepest was Lin Zixuan.

"Young Master Lin, it was beyond my expectation that you can still do such a life." Zeng Yunfeng teased.

"I didn't expect it to be blamed." Lin Zixuan was embarrassed.

"Young Master Lin, come back and treat us to a delicious meal." Li Jiapeng followed and called.

At this time, it is useless to blame each other for spending energy and energy. Just a joke, time passes quickly.

"No problem, you can eat whatever you want." Lin Zixuan was extremely generous.

"Braised Japanese meat." Yese, who had not spoken, suddenly answered a sentence, which made everyone laugh.

After it was completely dark, the truck was loaded with canvas on the roof, and there was no way to see what was inside from the outside.

"I will drive this car to the west of the city to meet the Japanese. Jiapeng, you can wait at the checkpoint place. I have already agreed to Du Kuan, wear a blue top and black pants, and tell him why it is cloudy. After Du Kuan succeeds, you drive the truck from the church forward for a mile, bring the letter of proof, change the car with me, then turn around and return, and immediately drive to the train station to load the car." Ye Se began to assign tasks.

"I understand." Li Jiapeng replied.

"Lao Zeng, you also go to the place where you set up the card. You are the opposite of Jiapeng, black tops and blue pants. You said it was clear. You took the RB person who left the truck from Du Kuan to deal with it. You must know it."

"good."

"Kolin, go to the train station and wait until Jiapeng drives the truck, load it immediately. Be sure to load all the food before the train drives."

"Don't worry, I'll stare at it with my own eyes."

The rest is his own.

The next day, the sun was shining and the wind was beautiful.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Yesai drove out of the west gate early, passed Du Kuan's checkpoint, and walked forward for a mile and parked the car on the side of the road.

At 2:30, the truck drove from the church arrived at the checkpoint.

The people Du Kuan brought were all his direct descendants, each staring at big eyes, waiting for a truck to appear.

Four minutes later, the truck drove steadily towards the checkpoint and stopped under the swing of the soldier's baton.

The driver was arrogant and glared at Du Kuan, who came to check the car, and scolded: "Didn't you see the church flag on it?"

Du Kuan snorted, knocked on the car door and tilted his head: "Get down and check."

Strong attitude.

The driver took out the certificate written by the godfather from his pocket and waved it in front of Du Kuan, and was still even more arrogant: "You are very brave. You dare to stop such a car, are you looking for death?"

The driver knew that what the group of people in front of him was to cause international disputes.

"Looking for death? I dare not." Du Kuan suddenly lowered his voice, changed his toughness just now, and pointed at a man wearing blue and black plainclothes behind him, with a bit of pleading: "See? I'm here in person at the checkpoint. Recently, arms trade is rampant, so I'm pretending. You go down and go around, and I'll let it go immediately."

The truck driver glanced at the plainclothes man Du Kuan said, standing twenty meters away from them, two soldiers in military uniforms stood beside him, holding guns at him.

It looks quite similar.

The truck driver hesitated for a moment, but was still timid at the pointing gun at him, and finally opened the door and got out of the car.

Du Kuan continued to lower his head and said good things: "Look, our chief is there, let him take a look at the proof, hello, I'll let him go immediately."

Just then, the plainclothes man looked at this side, and the driver walked forward arrogantly, shaking the paper in his hand: "Let it go quickly, I'll go to the Foreign Affairs Department to sue you."

The plainclothes man reached out and waited for the driver to hand him the certificate.

The driver glanced at him disdainfully, raised his hand high, and suddenly let go while sneering.

The plainclothes man sneered, as if he had been on guard against this move and decisively took the testimony.

The driver was stunned, but what made him even more shocked was still behind.

Du Kuan, who was following him, took out a gun and pushed it against his waist, and whispered: "Go forward and don't look back, otherwise you will be killed with one shot."

They stood side by side, close together, and no one knew the existence of the pistol.

"You? You dare!" The situation suddenly changed, completely unexpected to the driver, and he forced himself to act arrogantly.

"You can try it, see if I dare." Du Kuan sneered.

"I'm from the church." The driver continued to resist stubbornly.

"Is that so? Why do I think you are a Japanese? If you kill the Japanese, I can make meritorious service." Du Kuan pushed forward with the pistol.

The driver shivered and remained silent.

The other party knew his identity, and even this action must have been known in advance.

The roadside inspection was definitely targeted at him.

The driver shivered.

"Keep walking." Du Kuan walked past the plainclothes man with a gun from behind and took the certificate from the plainclothes man.

The plainclothes man looked around, walked forward, headed straight to the truck, got into the cab, and started the truck.

All of this, natural and harmonious, only gives people the impression that two drivers are acquaintances and voluntarily exchange.

The sentry moved the roadblocks and the truck passed smoothly.

After walking a mile, Li Jiapeng saw the night car.

The two exchanged vehicles, Ye Se took the certificate and continued to drive until the Sanhuang Temple.

On the open space in front of the Sanhuang Temple, a row of men in black clothes and black pants stood, the leader was the leader with a mustache, not tall, and looked like a clown.

Ye Se got off the car and didn't say anything. He walked to the man with a beard, bowed his waist and delivered the letter from his godfather with both hands.

The man with bearded characters opened the letter, read it from beginning to end, and asked in Japanese: "Is the road going smoothly? Has anything happened?"
To be continued...