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Chapter 1332 A small wish

The scene where the gold transport convoy was robbed.

Gao Bin walked over to the search team in the mud, looked at the bodies on the ground, then looked at the truck full of bullet holes, and asked casually, "What's the situation?"

"Reporting to the section chief, all the guards and escorts on the vehicle were killed. The attackers left behind five bodies. These are the items found on them."

The investigators handed over a few items. Gao Bin took them and examined them one by one. He found that they were just ordinary items such as pipes, change, and bellybands, and they were not worth investigating.

After a moment's silence, Gao Bin asked again, "Did the attacker leave any weapons behind? Can we determine his identity from this?"

"Left behind the scene were Fengtian-style hand grenades made by the former Northeast Army in imitation of the German M24, Red Russian-made Mosin-Nagant rifles, Japanese Golden Hook rifles, and Type rifles. Their sources were very mixed and could not be traced."

The investigators shook their heads. The weapons just mentioned could be found in any gang or anti-Japanese guerrilla force.

Gao Bin was not disappointed when he heard this. Investigating a case is never smooth sailing, and it is normal to have no clues. He squatted down and carefully observed the body of the attacker.

The dead were of varying ages, with solid builds, rough skin, thick beards, multiple knife and gunshot wounds on their bodies, and a strange smell that was a mixture of dirt, sweat, and oil smoke.

"It's a bunch of bastards."

Someone next to him said something, Gao Bin turned his head and found that the person coming was his subordinate Zhou, the section chief, so he asked him what basis he had for saying that.

Section Chief Zhou took off his black hat and pointed at the scene, saying with certainty: "I have never seen an underground party member carrying a woman's bellyband with him. Section Chief, if I am not mistaken, such things will happen frequently in the near future."

"Oh? Why do you say that?" Gao Bin asked in a playful tone, as if he wanted to test the other party.

"It's very simple. The robbery of the gold proves your inference. Someone has indeed taken the important institutions around Harbin as a target for destruction, and it is very likely that the other party is the Military Control Commission."

Section Chief Zhou patted Gao Bin on the back first, then changed the subject: "But this time the Military Control Commission did not choose to do it themselves, but used money to lure the gang members to go against us.

Compared with the Military Control Commission's previous actions, this method of action is obviously more convenient and safer. It is impossible for the Military Control Commission to use such a good method only once.

What happened today is just the beginning. If we can’t quickly eliminate the gang that is trying to steal the gold, the gangs in Harbin and even the entire Manchuria will become the guns of the Military Control Commission, and then we will be in trouble.”

Gao Bin looked worried. Yes, this was exactly what he was worried about. The number of gangs in the Northeast was astonishing. Once they were used by the Military Control Commission, they would be in more than just trouble.

The two men had just finished their conversation when a traitor came to report that the Japanese troops and punitive forces that were chasing the attackers had returned empty-handed. The attackers were very familiar with the surrounding terrain and soon lost their trace after entering the mountains.

"Notify the brothers on duty in factories, mines, and settlements outside the city to be on high alert and report any attacks immediately without delay."

Faced with the gangs that were everywhere, Gao Bin could only use the clumsy method of dividing his troops to guard the place. If the gangs did not gain anything for a long time, they would naturally disperse.

After arranging the work, he called Section Chief Zhou to the car and asked him a question with a gloomy face, that is, why did the gang know the route and schedule of the transport convoy.

Although the Sandaogouzi gold mine would regularly deliver gold to Xinjing, the specific time and route were top secret and the gang had no way of knowing it.

Gao Bin judged that if the Military Control Commission was really involved behind the incident, then there was only one possibility: the Military Control Commission had a mole inside the gold mine or even the gold mining company.

However, he did not directly state this guess. Instead, he pretended to be puzzled and asked Section Chief Zhou, which showed that he did not trust the other party.

Section Chief Zhou thought about it and realized that Gao Bin was both testing and probing him, so he immediately told him everything he was thinking.

"Chief, I think we should keep the investigation of the case internally. Catching the mole is equivalent to catching the attacker."

Gao Bin smiled happily and nodded in agreement. It is difficult to find a gangster, but easy to track down a mole. Under the severe punishment of the Secret Service Department, no one can keep a secret.

What made him even happier was Section Chief Zhou's honesty. The most feared thing in intelligence work is internal problems. As the head of the special operations team, Section Chief Zhou's loyalty is of great importance.

"Very good, I'll leave this matter to you, but there is one thing." Gao Bin, feeling relieved, raised another finger: "You can only interrogate the locals, and the Japanese will be handled by the military police."

The puppet Manchukuo military and police had to keep in mind an iron rule when handling cases: they had no right to detain and interrogate Japanese. Someone once made a mistake in this regard and was sent to the Pingfang area the next day.

Of course, Section Chief Zhou understood the ins and outs of this. He made a few promises and then got out of the car and left. Gao Bin lit a cigarette and looked at his back, thinking silently.

In the following days, as Gao Bin and Section Chief Zhou had expected, many key locations around Harbin were attacked, a large number of puppet government members and Japanese were killed, and countless property losses occurred.

Two days later, a puppet Manchukuo government-run logging camp was robbed, tens of thousands of yen and bills in the finance office were looted, and thirteen people were killed.

Three days later, someone poisoned the water source of the settlement, causing 23 Japanese to be poisoned, and the settlement storehouse was robbed. Five days later, a gang of thugs openly broke into the township office and stole 50,000 yen in office expenses and a cow and a sheep raised by the staff. Two police officers were shot and killed when they tried to stop the gang.

These cases have one thing in common: the murderer's intelligence is very accurate, and he can always bypass the patrol team's blockade, complete the robbery at the lowest cost, and leave very few clues.

During one of the crimes, the other side ambushed the Japanese military police who came to support, resulting in the death of an entire Japanese army unit.

Harbin and the surrounding towns were in a state of panic. Many puppet Manchukuo staff members were frightened and resigned. Some Japanese immigrants bought boat tickets back home and decided to leave this dangerous place.

The Special Agent Department's investigation into the Sandagouzi gold mine also came to no avail. The traitors tortured hundreds of people but still gained nothing, but they did dig out a lot of corrupt officials.

Based on this, the Japanese concluded that there must be a deeply hidden mole among them. Hayashi Fuichiro in Tokyo and Hase Ryosuke in Shanghai sneezed at the same time.

In the Harbin Officers Club, Xiao Qingmin left her seat with a sweet smile. A colonel from the Kwantung Army lay drunkenly on the table, with the file bag next to him slightly open.

Faced with such a deteriorating public security situation, the puppet Manchukuo police and secret agents alone could not effectively respond. Even the Fourth Military Region Brigade and a small number of Kwantung Army garrisons that were deployed in public security patrols could not change the situation of war everywhere.

The recent situation in Harbin was reported to Tokyo. The Japanese headquarters was furious. Tian Huang personally issued an edict demanding that this chaotic situation be ended as soon as possible.

At this time, a Manchurian pilot at Wanggang Airport suggested that the number of patrol aircraft was too small and that the training of the Air Force could be combined with public security patrols to deal with the gangs with high-density air patrols.

As long as they find any signs of gang activity, the pilots will use the intercom to guide the nearest military and police to encircle and suppress the gang. Even if they succeed only once, they can deal a heavy blow to the gang.

The Japanese and puppet forces, who were in a state of panic, immediately adopted this method and divided the airspace around Harbin into several areas, ensuring that there were aircraft conducting uninterrupted reconnaissance in each area at all times.

After this move was made, the originally rampant gang was indeed quieted down. What's more, this would not delay the normal combat readiness training tasks.

The Japanese and Manchus were happy, but the gangs were in trouble. Several gangs were exposed under the attacks and tracking of aircraft and were eventually wiped out by the Japanese.

Outside Harbin.

In a hidden cave, a bonfire lit up the cave wall red. A group of "Di Fantian" gang members were drinking and playing finger-guessing games, with various meats and wine bottles placed beside them.

After the failure of the last gold robbery, with Ruilin's "guidance", they joined forces with other bold gangs to attack everywhere, and smashed the red kiln several times in a short period of time.

Zhen Sanjiang held the big yellow croaker in his hand and proudly took a big sip of Shaodaozi. Suddenly he frowned and looked at Ruilin beside him.

"The sky is full of Japanese planes now. Should we stay out of the spotlight to avoid being targeted by the Japanese?"

Ruilin shook his head and gave a different answer. He told Zhen Sanjiang that Japanese planes could only operate during the day and they could take action at night.

After thinking for a moment, Zhen Sanjiang's eyes fell on the gold bars and he slapped his thigh fiercely: "The timid ones will starve to death, and the bold ones will die of gluttony. Go!"

Not long after, the gangs that had been silent for several days became active again. They rested during the day and acted at night, and the area around Harbin became chaotic again.

A serious problem was placed before the Japanese and Manchurian high-level officials. The Japanese Air Force currently had no special night combat aircraft. If it wanted to curb the increasingly rampant banditry, it had to deploy bombers equipped with night navigation equipment.

However, flying at night is extremely risky, and the amount of fuel consumed by a bomber every time it takes off is not a small amount. For the Japanese, who are stingy to their core, this is absolutely unacceptable.

Moreover, as the Pacific War approached, a large number of cutting-edge bombers were transferred to Southeast Asia. The Kwantung Army had few bombers to begin with, and it also had to guard against Red Russia, so it had no extra air power to use for security operations.

Without the threat overhead, the gangs were able to let go completely, and the Japanese and Manchurian sides were in a state of panic. Finally, it was the puppet Manchukuo pilot who came up with a new idea.

Wanggang Airport has six naval fighter jets undergoing high-cold tests. If they are equipped with night navigation equipment, they will be enough to form a patrol network at night and restore stability to the situation.

The Japanese Navy was very interested in the proposal. Weapon testing was a complex task that required trials in various environments, including night operations.

It has to be admitted that Japan is indeed very strong in aviation technology. It took only three days to modify six new fighter jets and quickly put them into combat.

That night, the modified aircraft discovered that a settlement was being attacked. The Japanese pilot used torches and muzzle flashes as reference points and dispersed the attackers with a round of strafing.

The gangs who did not expect to encounter planes at night suffered heavy losses. The public security in Harbin improved rapidly. Su Qiwen, who put forward two important suggestions, was the biggest contributor and was received by high-level Japanese and Manchurian officials.

During the meeting, a Japanese naval major general asked Su Qiwen what his wish was. Su Qiwen on the other side suppressed his excitement and replied in a deep voice.

"Sir, as a pilot, I hope to touch those six latest fighter planes with my own hands. Please fulfill this small wish of mine."

The major general and other devils smiled and nodded. The loyal hound should be rewarded. Besides, it was not an excessive wish to just take a look at the plane.