Heroes of the Anti-Japanese War

Chapter 707
The next morning after Wang Kui returned to Changchun with Wang Li, he went to Guanting Street alone.After walking around the street and finding nothing unusual, he walked into a silk and satin shop.

There were only two people in the silk and satin shop, the boss and the waiter. Seeing customers coming to the door, the boss nodded and bowed to greet Wang Kui and accompanied Wang Kui to look at the materials.

Wang Kui looked at the bundles of silk and said in a low voice, "Last night, I accompanied the head of the Beiman intelligence station to Nong'an to meet a man. He was sent to Jiangbei for activities."

Now the forces of the Red Party and the National Party are basically bounded by the Songhua River, and most of the areas north of the Songhua River are controlled by the Red Party.

"That person turned out to be a lieutenant from the intelligence department of the Kwantung Army. His name was Qian Xiaobao. I guess he went to the riverside to develop a team." Wang Kui continued.

"What kind of person is this?" the boss asked in a low voice.

"Very capable! At the age of 24 or [-], his next stop should be Harbin. I don't know where he will go in the future. Based on my previous knowledge of him, his main activities should be in Harbin or It is in the area of ​​Mudanjiang. With his ability to gather those pseudo-police and puppet troops and the spies who used to work for the Japanese, it will not be a problem to pull out a team of hundreds or even thousands of people. You must report to your superiors immediately and pay close attention This person!" Wang Kui said.

"Okay, I'll report to Harbin immediately." The boss replied.

"Remember, they are two people, and the other is about 50 years old, wearing a sheepskin jacket, and a bandit background. The two drove a mule cart from Nong'an last night. If you don't take a day off on the road, you will arrive in Harbin. That is Tonight or tomorrow morning!" Wang Kui added.

Qian Xiaobao and San'er left Nong'an in a mule cart and headed north. Judging from the direction, they were going directly across the Songhua River and heading north into Harbin.

Qian Xiaobao has been in the intelligence department of the Kwantung Army for so many years, and his geographical location has long been in his head. Nong'an is 250 kilometers away from Harbin. It is night now, and he will just enter Harbin after a day and a night.

The government of the Republic of China divided the Northeast into nine provinces. The governors of several provinces north of the Songhua River did not dare to go any further when they arrived in Harbin, and stayed in Harbin to carry out the so-called remote control.Wu Hantao, a senior official in Hejiang Province, dared not go to JMS to take up his post in Harbin.

Qian Xiaobao looked at San'er raising his whip with one hand, and hummed something obscene about groping, and he hadn't finished groping after singing for half an hour.

"Do you stick the pistol directly outside without drilling?" Qian Xiaobao asked.

San'er tied a hemp rope around the outside of the old sheepskin jacket, and the revolver was clearly inserted into it, with the muzzle facing upwards.

Many old gangsters insert their guns like this. It is faster for them to react, holding the gun instantly and pointing the muzzle at the target.

"Everyone walking on the road at night is from our profession! Who would dare to go out?" San'er said.

"Third brother walked three mountain roads and drank four sea waters. It seems that he is well-known for eating, so let's throw a vine." Qian Xiaobao said.

"Oh, sir, it seems that he is also a professional. I kicked the door, and the number was pushed! Sir, what are you talking about?" San'er clasped his hands together and raised his thumb.

This kid's surname is Li, and his report is very domineering, called Hengtui!But this is also very common among bandits.

"Huazhimaner, I have registered for the account before, but I haven't used it for many years, and no one remembers it anymore." Qian Xiaobao replied old-fashionedly.

After this conversation, the two of them got closer immediately, Qian Xiaobao asked: "Are we going to Harbin?"

"Yes, Commander Wang told you to send you eastward from Harbin to the Mudanjiang area, and let you see the four flagpoles!" Li San'er replied.

There are bandits everywhere in the Northeast, but Hejiang is the most troublesome one. The four biggest bandit leaders Xie Wendong, Li Huatang, Zhang Yuxin and Sun Rongjiu are called the four flagpoles.Each has thousands of people under his command.

"I want to get to Mudanjiang sooner. Instead of going to Harbin, let's go east, bypass Dehui Shulan and go north across the Wuchang Zhu River to Yiyipo." Qian Xiaobao said.

Li San'er looked at Qian Xiaobao stunned. He was surprised that Qian Xiaobao was so familiar with the geography of this area. Wang Li sent him to follow Qian Xiaobao to guide Qian Xiaobao. Another point is that these years He traveled all over the world, and he knew a lot of old bandits in the Northeast.

Seeing that Qian Xiaobao is so familiar with geography, his role is reduced by half, and his role as Li San'er's live map is gone.

"Going east, you have to cross the Yinma River, which is a land with good green mountains. If you cross the Pearl River, you will pass through the land of Commander Liu and Wang Mingde of Shuangshan Mountain. We are going to visit the pier." Li San'er said with some embarrassment. .

"Where do we go, we don't need to visit the pier? Who is not to worship?" Qian Xiaobao said.

There are more than 100 counties in North Manchuria, almost all counties have bandits, and at least [-] counties are in the hands of bandits, Qian Xiaobao will encounter bandits no matter where he goes, besides, isn’t he just here to see him this time? Bandits?
Li San hesitated for a while and then said: "Since the officer wants to leave like this, I will take you to the pier!"

He got out of the car and led the mule directly down the Yitong River, and walked eastward across the ice.

Baiqitun is a 300-year-old village store in Shulan. Bannermen from Zhengbai Banner have lived here since the Shunzhi period.It is connected to Harbin in the north and JL City in the south. It is a good place to do business.

Everything he met along the way pushed Li San to use spring scriptures, that is, slang words to deal with them. Qian Xiaobao heard that what Li San'er told the bandits in Pan Dao was to go to Baiqi to pay homage to Qingshan.

At noon that day, Qian Xiaobao saw Baiqitun on the vast white land.

"Sir, have you seen those two big nest castles? Qingshanhao lives there!" Li San'er said, pointing at the front with his whip.

"Are you a little scared?" Qian Xiaobao asked.

Li San'er was stunned for a moment and replied: "Who is not afraid? These people who don't understand four or six times can change their faces faster than turning the pages of a book! They were smiling at you just now, but when they turned their faces, they would kill a living person! Although they are now superficially They all want to rely on the big thick legs of the Republic of China government, but in fact they are all unfamiliar wolves! Happiness is temporary, and they don’t think about the long-term at all!"

A sentry post was set up three miles outside Baiqitun. When the guard sentry heard that the two men had come to see Qingshan, he could not help pointing them at them with a [-] gun to let them get out of the car, and then put a bayonet on the back of the two men. The two of them were escorted into the Shaoguowo Fort of the Wang family in Baiqitun.

"Big cabinet, I have two chances to say I'm here to worship you," said the brat.

The room immediately became quiet, and the dozen or so people sitting on the North and South Kang looked at Qian Xiaobao and Li San'er with unfriendly eyes.

Sitting cross-legged in the middle of the Nankang was a bald young man less than 30 years old, who looked like a simple and honest villager from the outside.

The young man stared at Li San'er for a long time and said with a smile, "Didn't you recognize him? Isn't this the Gou San'er who eats a lot of food!"

Among the bandits, it is more serious to say who eats hundreds of meals than scolding his ancestors for eighteen generations. Loyalty comes first, and he wants to follow the big brother to the end.

There was an instant roar of laughter in the room.

(End of this chapter)