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Chapter 1369 Friend and Enemy

The sun shone through the gaps between the treetops, the temperature rose little by little, and mist rose from the jungle floor.

At the roots of the Indian oak tree, the Military Intelligence Bureau agents and the mysterious visitor were confronting each other with guns, and the two sides were very close to each other.

Beads of sweat flowed down his forehead into his eyes. Gui Youguang felt a sharp pain in the corners of his eyes and tears instantly flowed from his tear glands.

But he didn't dare to move. He continued to hold the gun steadily in his hand, allowing the leech to crawl behind his neck.

Five minutes passed, ten minutes passed, and the mysterious visitor was ultimately no better than a professional agent. One of them had a slightly trembling arm and kept moving his fingers to touch the trigger.

Gui Youguang endured the harassment of leeches while observing calmly.

The other side's commander was a young woman with a ponytail and riding boots, dressed quite heroically.

As for the woman's subordinates, there were both Chinese and indigenous people, of different ages and genders, and they did not look like a regular army.

Because no regular army would recruit a gray-haired Chinese pastor, even if the pastor was holding a sharp Malayan hunting knife instead of a Bible and a cross.

Finally, a mysterious visitor couldn't stand this depressing atmosphere anymore, and yelled as if he was about to shoot.

"don't move!"

The young woman and Gui Youguang gave orders in English at the same time, and then slowly put down their weapons together. Both of them could see that the other was not an enemy.

Gui Youguang recalled the information from the Malaya Station, and the name of an organization popped up in his mind. He raised his eyebrows at the woman.

"Dalforce?"

The Da'an Army was an anti-Japanese guerrilla force organized by the British and commanded by Lieutenant Colonel John Daly of the British Malayan Secret Police Force. Its activities covered the entire Malay Peninsula.

[As mentioned before, let me introduce it again]

The personnel of this team mainly come from the Singapore Chinese Volunteer Army formed by the Chinese in Temasek, and are divided into two factions, the left and the right.

The left wing believed in the underground party and had a larger number of members; the right wing was loyal to the Guo Party and had a smaller number of members.

Interestingly, the left wing who believed in the underground party was directly commanded by Lieutenant Colonel Dali, while the right wing was under the jurisdiction of the Overseas Department of the Fruit Party.

Sure enough, when it comes to being trouble-makers, the British are number one and no one dares to claim to be second.

Although Dali's troops fought separately, they fought bravely and killed and wounded a large number of Japanese troops, which prompted the British to nickname them "Dali's Desperadoes".

After the Japanese army occupied Malaya, the Da Army retreated deep into the jungle and continued to fight, destroying the Japanese army's logistics strongholds many times.

The Cai family and other Chinese traitor families said during the negotiations with Zuo Jun that the Japanese massacred overseas Chinese because of the resistance of the Da army. How shameless they were.

Gui Youguang scratched his forehead, and pieces of information flashed through his mind, giving him more guesses about the identity of the mysterious visitor.

There is a combat unit within the Da Army that was trained at the 101st Special Training School of the British Special Operations Executive (SOE) and is good at mountain and jungle warfare. The mysterious visitor should be a member of this unit.

So he asked again: "SOE? 101 Special Training School?"

The young woman's expression changed slightly, and the pastor also narrowed his eyes, his face uncertain.

No one would be happy if their secrets were exposed by a stranger, let alone an agent who is most particular about confidentiality.

The British Special Operations Executive (SOE) was established less than two years ago, and the 101st Special Training School was the Allied Forces' top secret. How did the other party know this information?

After a moment's hesitation, the young woman put down her revolver and asked the question in English as well.

"Please call me Margaret. Who are you?"

Gui Youguang smiled and stretched out his right hand: "Hello, Miss Margaret, it doesn't matter who we are, what matters is that we have a common enemy."

Margaret narrowed her eyes, slowly stretched out her right hand, then suddenly opened Gui Youguang's hand, raised her chin and said.

"BIS (Military Intelligence Service)? I don't like you guys from the mountain city. You're always hiding your true colors. Am I right?"

At this time, the miasma dissipated, Gui Youguang took off his gas mask, and replied casually: "I won't answer your question, but we can cooperate."

After saying this, he glanced at Margaret and tried again.

"If I'm not mistaken, you are here for the 9400 troops as well. Did the Americans inform you of this?"

Gui Youguang's second sentence made Margaret instantly alert, and her eyebrows slightly frowned.

A few days ago, the US Office of Strategic Services (OSS) informed London that the Japanese were conducting human experiments on Allied prisoners of war in Johor, Malaya, and that the Japanese unit was code-named 9400.

To this end, the Special Operations Executive sent their team to search for evidence of the Japanese army's human experiments.

The team obtained information from the local natives that a group of mysterious Japanese soldiers had appeared in a certain place.

They traveled day and night to the suspicious area, but they didn't expect to meet other teams here. Margaret thought about it and thought of a possibility.

She asked, "Is this the 9400 troops you found?"

The training courses of the 101 school include an introduction to the intelligence agencies of various countries. In the learning materials, the name of the Military Intelligence Bureau is mentioned many times. This is the most elite intelligence force of the National Government. Intelligence shows that the Military Intelligence Bureau has planted a large number of moles in Japan. Analysts believe that the exposure of the 9400 unit may be related to it.

Gui Youguang smiled but did not respond. Instead, he took out a map and pointed at the mark on it to ask the other party.

"The 9400 troops may be near these two first-level tributaries. Do you have more intelligence to share?"

Margaret looked quietly at the old pastor, who nodded imperceptibly, and the next moment, a slender finger tapped on one of the tributaries.

"Someone saw Japanese soldiers wearing gas masks on this river, but the informant did not follow them and could not determine the final destination of the Japanese."

Listening to Margaret's introduction, Gui Youguang looked down and saw that this tributary was close to the estuary and the oil field, which met the speculated conditions, but there were many secondary tributaries and it was still impossible to search by manpower.

He thought for a moment, then looked up and asked, "Do you know where Bendram is?"

Margaret asked a native a few questions, and then she smiled apologetically to Gui Youguang: "Sorry, our guide has never heard of this name."

Gui Youguang was a little disappointed. It seemed that he still had to track the Nissin Maru freighter. However, being able to further narrow the scope of the suspicious area was also a gain.

He put away the map and asked the other party for his ID and other evidence to prove his identity.

Margaret handed over an ID card with her photo on it, and her position was sergeant in the Special Operations Executive Branch.

Gui Youguang actually did not doubt her identity. After all, it was impossible for the Japanese to predict the future and send people pretending to be Da Jun into the jungle in advance.

Even if it is possible, without intelligence support, the probability of finding another team in a vast jungle is no different from finding a needle in a haystack, so there is little point in pretending.

But rules are rules, and the necessary questions must be asked. Gui Youguang handed back his ID and revealed the information about Rijin Maru to show his sincerity.

Being able to obtain such important information, Margaret became even more certain that these people were the Military Control Commission, but since they did not admit it, she did not ask any further questions.

After discussing with the guide, Margaret suggested that they could monitor the mouths of all secondary tributaries and wait for the arrival of the Nissin Maru or a transfer ship.

This idea coincided with Gui Youguang's. He had just counted that there were 13 secondary tributaries that were navigable, but the Military Control Commission did not have enough personnel.

"Ms. Margaret, I hope your people can be mixed with my people, with each group responsible for one position." Gui Youguang asked for the other party's opinion.

Margaret answered simply: "Of course, a mixed formation can ensure the safety of both of us. I have no reason to object."

Gui Youguang was surprised at the other party's honesty and immediately ordered them to be divided into groups and determine the time and place for the meeting.

Everything was ready. Margaret whispered to her men to be careful. When she caught a glimpse of Gui Youguang's neck, she covered her mouth and smiled softly.

Gui Youguang then remembered that there was an uninvited guest on his neck, and quickly asked the military doctor to treat the wound.

Looking at the flustered big bald man, Margaret couldn't help laughing, and her behavior revealed some of the girl's innocence and liveliness.

A few minutes later, several groups dispersed in different directions, and Gui Youguang also took Margaret and the pastor to the mouth of a secondary tributary.

On the way, the old pastor enthusiastically taught the Military Intelligence Bureau agents some tips on jungle marching.

For example, using the sap of a certain plant to drive away leeches, or how to quickly obtain clean fresh water, etc., are very practical.

The Military Control Commission’s training also included relevant content, but it was still slightly inferior to that of the locals. The young spy secretly wrote down these skills and prepared to report them after the operation was over.

By the afternoon, the target river mouth was in sight and the ground had changed from swamp to solid mud.

About one kilometer away from the destination, a few dog barks broke the surrounding silence, followed by several gunshots heard from a distance.

Gui Youguang, Margaret and others quickly lay down. After a while, as two figures approached, everyone heard a conversation in Japanese.

"Baga, this stupid dog can't even tell the difference between an animal and an enemy. He really deserves to be killed."

"Stop complaining or the captain will throw you into the lab."

One Japanese soldier was leading a military dog, and the other was carrying a small animal. The two men walked over slowly.

Gui Youguang was observing the enemy carefully when he suddenly felt something cold and soft on his cheek.

Turning around, he saw Margaret crushing up a few leaves and gently wiping his face with her soft hands dipped in the leaf juice.

Gui Youguang felt a little uncomfortable, his muscles were tense and he felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, as if he had encountered some ferocious beast.

Perhaps it was the effect of the tree sap, or perhaps they were too far away, the military dog ​​did not notice the Military Intelligence Bureau agents and Da army members who were ambushing in the dark.

The sound of Japanese conversation gradually faded away, and Gui Youguang made a "stay where you are" gesture. They had to find out the enemy's patrol time before they could approach the river mouth.

Otherwise, once the Japanese are alarmed, the 9400 troops will most likely choose to move.

Malaya is so big, Johor alone covers 20,000 square kilometers. If we miss this opportunity, it will be difficult to find an experimental base again.