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Chapter 1370 Tracking the Freighter

Time passed quickly and night gradually enveloped the Kota Tinggi jungle.

Gui Youguang glanced at his luminous watch, wrote down the patrol time, number of people, and equipment of the Japanese army, and then reached into his jacket pocket to take out a piece of chocolate.

In a combat environment where it is impossible to make a fire and consume hot food, chocolate is a perfect emergency food, and the sweet taste can also provide temporary relief from stress.

After breaking off a piece of chocolate and chewing it, Gui Youguang suddenly thought of Margaret. After hesitating for a moment, he handed the remaining chocolate to her.

Margaret was very calm and took the chocolate quickly and put it into her mouth. On the battlefield, physical strength is more important than face.

While eating, Margaret suddenly pulled out a dagger, nailed a passing frog to death, took a big bite of it, and then smiled and handed over the remaining half.

Under the moonlight, Gui Youguang saw a trace of blood on her lips through the dark green shadows of the trees. His heart skipped a beat and he foolishly accepted the frog.

The old pastor beside him licked his lips and gently tugged at Gui Youguang's sleeve, but Gui Youguang did not move at all.

Seeing this, the young spy gave half of his food, and the group of people lay in the jungle full of mosquitoes, slowly accumulating strength and looking for the right time to act.

During the waiting period, the temperature dropped rapidly, and the moisture in the air condensed into water droplets on the leaves, rolling along the grooves of the leaves to the edges and finally falling to the ground.

Countless drops of water fall, forming the canopy rainfall unique to tropical jungles.

The rain quickly soaked everyone's clothes, but also reduced visibility. Gui Youguang suddenly stood up, bent over and moved towards the river mouth.

In covert operations, timing is very important.

The "Nissin Maru" could arrive in Johor Bahru at any time, and they had to race against time to reach the surveillance point.

Including Gui Youguang, the Military Intelligence Bureau agents present at the scene jumped over the withered tree trunks and moved quickly through the jungle on tiptoe. The traces they left behind were very subtle and difficult to detect without careful observation.

After the spies had taken more than ten steps, the heavy rain swept away the last clues and smells. Even if a Japanese patrol passed by, they would not find anything.

The Da army was not willing to be outdone. Margaret and others avoided the branches and twigs along the way and followed the spies at a moderate pace, also without leaving many traces.

Suddenly, Gui Youguang, who was in the front, lay down quickly, and everyone followed suit without being reminded.

Soon, a Japanese patrol team appeared not far away. The light of the flashlight shone through the rain curtain onto the rain-soaked faces of the personnel. Everyone held their breath and prepared to exchange fire with the enemy.

Fortunately, the worst situation did not happen. The Japanese left in a hurry and the team set out again. Soon, a faint sound of flowing water was heard from the front.

When they reached a bush on slightly higher ground, Gui Youguang stopped and went in. Margaret followed him, while the pastor and the young agent spread out nearby to take charge of security.

When the sun rose again, everyone saw a river about thirty meters wide.

Gui Youguang picked up a dead branch and threw it into the water. He used two adjacent large rocks on the shore as reference objects and used his watch to time the flow. After a little calculation, he was able to figure out the flow rate on the water surface.

"No problem, we can sail." He turned his head and whispered in Margaret's ear.

Margaret's earlobes turned slightly red and she nodded subconsciously. It was now the southwest monsoon period, and if the river flow was too fast, the Japanese would most likely stop shipping.

The two of them looked at the river quietly. After a long time, Gui Youguang made sure that the surroundings were safe and asked a question out of curiosity.

“Are you Chinese? Why do you use an English name?”

Margaret lay on the ground, looking at the slowly flowing river in silence for a long time before she answered.

"My father is Chinese and my mother is British, you should know what that means."

Gui Youguang certainly knew that although the Chinese were rich, their status in Southeast Asia was not high, and the other party's mixed-race identity was even more embarrassing.

Thinking of this, he looked beside him and found that Margaret did have white features.

Fair skin, high nose bridge, brown hair tips, light green eyes, all of which prove that the other person is of alien descent.

"My father sent me to a church school and gave me an English name so that I could integrate into white society, but they still regarded me as an alien."

Margaret recounted her experience of being bullied by her white classmates, as calmly as if she were a bystander.

"Fortunately, my father and mother love me very much. Every time I see them, all the unhappiness disappears."

A smile appeared on her face and her eyes were filled with memories, but the beauty was fleeting.

“When the Japanese attacked Johor Bahru, I was studying in Temasek. When I heard the news, I tried my best to return home.”

The narration came to an abrupt end here. Margaret slowly clenched her fists. Any person from the Republic of China could guess what had happened to her parents.

Just like what the Japanese did in the Northeast, in Nanjing, in Shandong Province, and in countless cities of the Republic of China.

These beasts with human faces and beastly hearts will kill everyone they see, steal everything they see, burn, kill, loot, and commit all kinds of evil.

Gui Youguang finally understood why Margaret joined the Da Army. Perhaps it could be said that every Chinese who joined the Da Army carried a blood feud.

He was not good at comforting people. After holding it in for a long time, he could only say, "You should rest first." Margaret did not refuse and curled up in the bushes and fell into a deep sleep.

The group waited for two days, and seeing that the supplies they carried were about to run out, just as Gui Youguang was becoming more and more impatient, a cargo ship slowly passed through the first-level tributary, but did not enter the mouth of the second-level tributary where they were waiting.

Gui Youguang raised the telescope covered with gauze, and in the lens, the words "Nissin Maru" were written in Japanese at the bow of the freighter.

Looking at the front of the ship, several Japanese soldiers wearing Japanese military caps and white shirts were cleaning the deck with their buttocks sticking out. The old Japanese soldier in charge of supervision was waving a wooden stick beside them, and the chattering could be heard from far away. "The ship has arrived."

"Well, keep watching. Be careful of being discovered by the Japanese on the ship."

Gui Youguang put down the telescope and talked in a low voice with Margaret.

All 13 secondary tributaries were under surveillance. There was no need for them to follow them. They just had to return to the meeting point and wait for news.

Margaret had the same idea as him. The two of them watched the "Nissin Maru" disappear, but did not leave immediately.

In order to prevent the Japanese from setting up false targets, everyone waited by the river for half a day, and only evacuated the surveillance point after dark.

Since they had already walked this route once, the retreat process was smooth. It took less than half the time. Gui Youguang arrived at the meeting point and met the young spy who came to report.

"Report, the target has entered Branch 6."

Gui Youguang unfolded the map and found the location of Tributary No. 6 on it. At the same time, he obtained three pieces of news, two good and one bad.

The first piece of good news is that this tributary does not have any third-level tributaries, which means that the approximate trajectory of the "Nissin Maru" has been locked.

The second piece of good news is that Tributary No. 6 is not far from the confluence point, and the operatives only need to cross two small rivers to reach it.

For the Military Control Commission agents, armed swimming in such a slow-flowing river was as easy as eating and drinking.

The bad news is that Tributary No. 6 is about kilometers long, so they still need to get close to conduct reconnaissance.

"Let's go, search along the river immediately, and be quick."

Gui Youguang acted decisively. Once the "Nissin Maru" unloaded its cargo and returned, the Japanese had camouflaged the dock, and subsequent missions might encounter setbacks.

The group immediately set out and headed straight for their goal in a straight line.

On the road, everyone not only had to avoid Japanese patrols, but also had to correct their direction at all times to avoid going to the wrong place.

Finding Tributary No. 6 is just the beginning. The search is very time-consuming. The primeval forest is not a city with complete infrastructure, and the first thing the operators have to face is the issue of survival.

In short, when the dishevelled Gui Youguang saw the "Rijin Maru" again, it was three days later.

Pushing aside the dense leaves, he saw dozens of laborers on the other side moving goods onto the ship. Black steel cylinders were being carried into the cabin one by one, and the Japanese soldiers in charge of guarding were all wearing protective clothing.

Further away, a wartime road extended deep into the jungle, and the sound of stones being smashed could be heard from time to time.

Gui Youguang carefully retreated back into the forest, placed the map on the ground, and slid his fingers continuously around the dock, eventually knocking twice on an unnamed depression.

This place is less than one kilometer away from the pier, surrounded by mountains with a basin in the middle. The terrain is consistent with the height of "Bendram".

Finally found!

Gui Youguang took a picture of the map, looking excited.

Margaret's face was also full of joy. The mission went so smoothly, which was a bit beyond her expectations.

After a short rest of more than ten minutes and a head count, the Military Control Commission and the Da Army members set out again, preparing to find a suitable place to cross the river.

The mission starts on day X.

Gui Youguang and Margaret, covered in mud, crawled up a small hill. Gui Youguang picked up a telescope to observe the basin below the hill.

The first thing that caught my eye was several Japanese-style barracks built with wooden boards, followed by a large number of people.

Among the personnel were Japanese soldiers and non-military personnel wearing white coats. Ordinary Japanese soldiers were very respectful when seeing these people.

In addition, the plants and shelters around the camp were completely cleared away. In addition to the numerous watchtowers, there was also a circle of double-layer concertina wire surrounding the camp.

This type of barbed wire is extremely difficult to manufacture, so the output is not high and it is mostly used in high-security places, such as prisons.

The Japanese army has set up so many double-layer concertina wire fences here, there must be "good stuff" in the camp.

At this time, Margaret pointed in a direction. Gui Youguang licked his cracked lips, adjusted the telescope, and observed the location the other party pointed to.

Coincidentally, just as he changed his observation target, there was movement in a barracks.

Four devils carried a stretcher out of the house. The Japanese soldiers at the barracks door checked them carefully several times before letting them pass.

Under the gaze of the two men, the stretcher left the camp and came to a ditch at the edge of the basin.

The Japs threw the body on the stretcher into the ditch and poured gasoline on it. After pouring nearly half a bucket of oil, one of them lit a match.

The flames suddenly shot up high, and a column of smoke swirled into the air.

The Japanese passing by saw this and hid far away as if they were avoiding snakes and scorpions. It was not known whether they were afraid of the smoke or the corpses that caused the smoke.

Gui Youguang's eyes were cold. Protective suits and gas masks, even a fool would know where this place was.

"Okay, this is the 9400th unit. The only thing left is how to blend in."

He lowered his voice and spoke to Margaret, his expression becoming serious. The terrain of the camp was open, and it would not be easy to sneak in.