Kingsman Agent in Film and Television

Chapter 745 A Place Called Zenda

(The leader's story has two chapters in total. You can skip it if you don't like it.)
Section 1: Fight me back

Zenda.

Japanese planes were flying arrogantly and domineeringly over the city. After the pilot noticed an anti-aircraft gun on the ground, he maneuvered the plane closer. During the dive, a bomb flew out of the belly of the plane and hit the ground with a sharp whistle.

boom.

There was an explosion.

However, the landing point was far away from the position of the anti-aircraft gun. The crew operating the anti-aircraft gun did not give up its mission because of the explosion of the bomb. It continued to fire shells, one after another in vain and tenaciously.

Not far away, a few ragged old soldiers clapped their hands and cheered after seeing this scene, and howled at the artillery crew to continue.

Inspired by the veterans, the artillery crew continued to enthusiastically fight against the rampant Japanese planes, and also called on the veterans who were too lazy to hide from the bombing by the Japanese planes to help transport the shells.

Although the veterans were a bit "ruffian", they never refused such requests and would roll up their sleeves and start working for the tenacious artillery crew.

The plane circled again, and after seeing that the eggs it laid failed to destroy the rampant anti-aircraft gun, it flew over again in annoyance.

Dive and drop bombs.

boom

The bomb exploded again, but fortunately the anti-aircraft gun remained standing.

But when the aftermath of the bomb hit the commander, he became completely numb. The commands he had been shouting stopped at this moment. After being numb for about a few seconds, the commander ran to the tractor truck parked not far away.

After the commander gave the order to stop, the gunners naturally stopped firing. Seeing the commander running towards the jeep towing the anti-aircraft gun, the gunners left the anti-aircraft gun without saying a word and followed the commander onto the jeep.

The veterans who were called to help were confused - why would they run away for no reason?

An old soldier was used to this kind of thing, but he still shouted sarcastically: "Hey, you're just going to leave the cannon that you normally wouldn't let us touch?"

boom

Another bomb fell, and a house not far from the anti-aircraft gun was affected and turned into a pile of rubble in the explosion.

The veterans then realized one thing:

The Japanese planes' target was this very gun, and these cunning artillerymen brought this gun to the residential area - but now, these cunning men have run away, leaving the gun behind.

And the Japanese planes are going to bomb this gun!
An old soldier's eyes turned red at this time. Damn it, his wife and children live here, and these cunning artillerymen wanted to run away and actually left such a deadly thing behind?
The veteran rushed to the starting jeep with red eyes:

"Fight back! Fight back!"

Seeing that no one paid attention to him, the old soldier reached out and grabbed the driver, preventing him from starting the car.

The commander who was the first to flee took out his pistol and smashed the old soldier's hand. The other old soldiers rushed over to fight with this group of arrogant technical soldiers - at this moment, gunshots rang out.

The commander looked at his wound in astonishment, then tilted his head and died.

The old soldier who had snatched the pistol from the commander did not realize what he had just done. He pointed the gun at the gunners who were trying to escape:
"Fight back! Fight back with me!"

The veteran was actually just like them in the past, always running. Although he was a good fighter, he... ran all the way from the northeast to western Yunnan.

Then someone told them:
"Fight back with me!"

In the jungles of Burma, they learned to fight back when being pursued by the Japanese invaders;
Later, they fought at the Nantianmen for thirty-eight days!
So, the old soldier who shot the anti-aircraft artillery commander said to the fleeing gunners:
Fight me back!
Under the veteran's gun, the gunners followed him back to the anti-aircraft gun, but without the commander's command, all they could do was fire indiscriminately.

Another veteran, with red eyes, shot desperately, trying to shoot down a plane.

Only in this way can we atone for our sins.

Only in this way can you save your brother's life.

But no matter how hard they tried, no matter how much they ignored their own safety, the planes in the sky still circled arrogantly.

It was not until our own planes swooped down from the clouds that the Japanese planes fled in panic.

But it was too late - the Japanese planes that had been so arrogant just now were all destroyed by their own planes on the west bank.

The veterans who had just braved the Japanese bombing and continued firing could not laugh at all.

A technical talent directly under the military was shot dead by an ordinary soldier of theirs.

An old soldier said, "Milong, run away."

The old soldier, who had already emptied his pistol into the shell, looked confused.

Why run away?
Didn't I just kill a deserter?
Oh, no, a fugitive!
What's the difference between a deserter and a deserter?
Section 2: Being arrogant and committing crimes by stealing weapons

The colonel commander stood woodenly in front of the anti-aircraft gun, not far from him were the murderous military police.

The leader asked, “Who did it?”

The old soldier answered carelessly: "He is a deserter - oh no, he is a deserter!"

The regiment commander looked at the veteran, and the veteran looked at the regiment commander.

Finally, the regiment commander picked up a fire stick as thick as his arm and swung it at the old soldier.

The old soldier did not hide, nor did he escape, nor did he fight back.

He just looked at his captain in confusion, not understanding why his superior hit him.

The thick fire sticks hit him again and again. The old soldier was knocked to the ground but he didn't say a word. He let his superiors hit him with the sticks again and again until his legs were strangely bent.

Broken.

The regiment commander dropped the stick, and his expression became fawning as he turned around. He ran like a dog towards the murderous gendarmes not far away.

He said flatteringly:
"I broke his legs. Can you please not cuff him first? I'll go to the division headquarters, I'll go to the military headquarters, okay?"

At the end of his speech, he used a pleading tone.

The gendarmes looked at the commander and nodded slowly.

……

On the Flag-Sacrificing Hill, ragged old soldiers confronted the military police.

The military police were afraid that the old soldiers would embezzle and release the prisoners, but they also admired these men who had defended the place for 38 days from the bottom of their hearts. However, as part of their duty, they had to take advantage of their power to bully others.

The veterans faced the military police woodenly, but all their minds were focused on looking into the distance.

They were waiting for their leader.

The man who went to the division headquarters to plead for mercy with the faces of thousands of dead people and a dozen living people.

A man wrapped up like a dumpling came. He was not their leader, nor their brother.

Because the other party was more like their enemy - but at this moment, their enemy was wrapped in bandages and carrying a machine gun on a wrapped tank.

他 说:

"Count me in."

His tank was overturned by the Japanese devils, but he survived by chance. Now he is blocking here with a dismantled machine gun, hoping to exchange his merit for the life of his "enemy".

The old soldier with a broken leg enjoyed the treatment his brothers gave him like a father, and then played with the dice that he always carried with him. He said that big was life and small was death, but every time he shook the dice, all he got were... small.

Finally, the man they were waiting for came back.

The regiment commander did not go to see the old soldier with a broken leg, but only called two of his most trusted subordinates.

"Tang Ji said..."

"He was arrogant because of his achievements and committed crimes by stealing weapons."

恃；
grab!
These two words wiped out all the veteran’s merits.

There is no need to go to court, the person can be executed directly for the aggravated crime.

Xia Tian said: "He is just a deserter!"

The leader uttered a word:

"The nephew of Mr. Chen from the military department."

If it was just a deserter, the veteran would not be guilty of anything.

If the opponent is a technical officer, there may still be hope if he uses the face of thousands of dead people in the cannon fodder regiment and the humble face of a dozen living people.

But the other party was Chen Dayuan’s nephew.

"The Japanese are a mountain. The worst that can happen to us is that we can be like Yugong. We can always dig this mountain away."

Another old soldier who was always called annoying said with a half-smile: "But Mr. Chen, it's God."

"How can we dig on this day?"

The captain kept kicking the stones, and even though his toes were broken, he didn't feel any pain.

After hearing the old soldier's story about how the excavation took place that day, the regiment commander stopped kicking the rocks, sat down, and said woodenly:
"You guys... take another look at him."

They are just a bunch of cannon fodder, facing the sky, they can't struggle.

Xia Tian said:
"I, I'll go look next door."

"next door?"

Xia Tian paused and said, "He's a fellow villager of mine."

Section 3: Forty, Eighty, One Hundred and Eighty
Xia Tian knew that there was an intelligence group of the Military Control Commission in Zenda.

He originally didn't want to have anything to do with the Military Control Commission, but since it concerned Milong and the future life and death of the regiment commander, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and go to the Military Control Commission.

"I don't know if I will be struck by lightning if I do this."

Before entering the secret base of the Military Control Commission, Xia Tian asked himself a question, took a deep breath and walked in.

When the agent, who was a waiter with the rank of lieutenant, saw the soldier rushing in, he instinctively wondered about his identity and habitually greeted him:

"Guest, you..."

Xia Tian saw that there were no guests in the hotel, so he directly revealed his identity:
"I was Commander Zhang's classmate when he was studying in the United States, and I am also his special agent - but my superior has an accident, and I have urgent information to pass on to Commander Zhang."

The agent looked at Xia Tian in confusion.

"I'm sure this is the secret base of the Military Control Commission. Brother, my information is extremely urgent. I hope you can ask your superiors to come forward and send my information to Commander Zhang immediately!"

The agent decided to treat this man as a psychopath and said, "Sir, I don't understand what you are saying..."

Xia Tian suddenly pulled out a dagger, and as the agent instinctively dodged, he put the sharp blade against the agent's neck:

"Again, I have urgent information to send to Commander Zhang!"

"stop!"

The shopkeeper showed up and looked at Xia Tian:

"If I remember correctly, you are from the Sichuan Army..."

"Xia Tian." Xia Tian released the controlled agent after introducing himself, and then said in a serious tone: "If it wasn't extremely urgent information, I wouldn't be so abrupt! With Chief Zhang's temperament, if he knew that it was you who delayed the military intelligence, brother, think about it yourself!"

After Xia Tian finished speaking, he sat down openly.

This reaction made the shopkeeper uncertain.

He said tentatively: "Brother, you know, I am just an intelligence team, I don't have the authority to contact Chief Zhang." Xia Tian glanced at him with a smile: "You decide for yourself! If you make a mistake, you will be responsible for the consequences."

Seeing this, the shopkeeper asked directly: "What information?"

Xia Tian calmly took out the note and handed it to the other party.

The shopkeeper took it and saw the following words written on it:

A small hammer is forty, a big hammer is eighty, one hundred and eighty per cup - four hundred and four.

I don’t understand it. The shopkeeper said he couldn’t understand it.

But these figures made him feel that what this person said was true.

After thinking for a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I will pass it on to the Yunnan-Burma Station, but I don't know whether the station headquarters will report it."

chongqing.

The news that the Indian Army and the Western Yunnan Expeditionary Force had joined forces in Mangyou finally brought the depressed Zhang Anping out of the haze of Henan, Hunan and Guangxi.

What made him depressed was not only the National Army's devastatingly bad performance, but also his helplessness when things went against his will. It was he who planned carefully, allowing the Chief of Staff of the China Theater to gain the upper hand in the contest between the Chief of Staff and the Chief of Staff, and eventually made the Chief of Staff surrender, giving the Chief of Staff more power.

However, during the great rout in Henan, Hunan and Guangxi, the American-equipped divisions and half-American-equipped divisions were firmly held in the hands of the chief of staff, who prepared and launched operations against the Japanese troops in Burma. During the entire battle, the American-equipped divisions and half-American-equipped divisions never showed up.

[Although the Japanese army achieved a tactical victory and opened up the continental corridor, this tactical victory was ultimately useless in the battlefield where they were losing ground. With the expeditionary force's counterattack and the successive defeats on the battlefield in Southeast Asia, the source was gone. What was the point of the continental corridor? ]

【It is a dying struggle after all. 】

Faced with the news that the two expeditionary forces had joined together in Mangyou, Zhang Anping mocked the Japanese army from afar. What good was it if they had made all the calculations?
Putting this piece of information aside, he picked up another one and continued reading it.

Yunnan-Burma Station?

Zhang Anping quickly translated the information from the Yunnan-Burma Station in his mind, and then he was stunned.

???

A series of question marks emerged in his mind.

Small hammer forty? Big hammer eighty? One hundred and eighty a cup? Four hundred and four?
The memory engraved deep in his mind was awakened, and a helpless expression appeared on his face.

This is another fellow villager causing trouble!

The second half of the telegram stated that this was forwarded intelligence, and the other party claimed to be a special agent under his command - bullshit special agent, it was clearly another fellow villager who came to cause trouble!

404?

Si oh Si?

Sos!

Zhang Anping tapped the table with his fingers and replied after a moment of thought:

Meet all the other party's requirements.

After making a call back, Zhang Anping cursed in his heart:

[It was said that when fellow villagers meet, their eyes will be filled with tears, but in the end, all the fellow villagers I met were just making things difficult for me. ]

He was not afraid that the other party would trick him. After all, the other party was a soldier of the Sichuan Army Corps, and the pit he dug would not be big enough to bury him, Zhang Shihao!
Section 5: People, our new 88th Division has secured Baoding!

Xia Tian once again came to the Military Intelligence Group in Zenda.

He became more and more impatient - they, a group of cannon fodder, had been confronting the gendarmes for two days, but they still failed to defeat them. Just this morning, the gendarmes who received the order broke into their shabby camp, and after sending half of their men to control them, they handcuffed the broken-legged Milong and took him away.

The shopkeeper, no, it should be said that the intelligence team leader's face turned dark when he saw Xia Tian.

He now regretted how he had been so blinded by greed and how he had believed the nonsense of this grandson in a fit of anger.

What Chief Zhang's special information, what important military intelligence, it's all nonsense.

He finally understood that this bastard probably knew Commander Zhang and was probably a classmate of his in the United States, but he was definitely not Commander Zhang's special agent. The reason he was looking for Commander Zhang was definitely because of his comrade named Milong.

Why did I do such a stupid thing when I was so hot-headed?
The team leader cursed, "Can you please not show up in front of me? I'm so unlucky that I actually believed your lies!"

Xia Tian snorted and tried to remain calm:

"Don't regret it when you get the telegram!"

The team leader said angrily, "Commander Zhang is selfless in his work. How could he interfere with the affairs here because of you? I say you'd better stop dreaming. Your comrade deserves it. He is just a soldier. What was in his mind to shoot and kill Chen Dayuan's nephew?"

He didn't dare to really offend Xia Tian, ​​after all, he was Commander Zhang's classmate, but he didn't think Commander Zhang would interfere in what happened here.

Xia Tian didn't say a word. He had long been accustomed to the superior-subordinate system within the National Army - the lives of privates were never important in the eyes of the National Army. Yu Xiaoqing had personally proved this.

The team leader wanted to speak, but his "wife" came in hurriedly. After glancing at Xia Tian, ​​his "wife" said directly to the team leader:
"Commander Zhang's telegram!"

The team leader was stunned. Did Commander Zhang really send a telegram?

Xia Tian, ​​who had been waiting anxiously for two days, was shocked and looked at the team leader anxiously, muttering in his heart:
My fellow countryman, please give me some strength and don't let us down. I beg you.

The team leader took the telegram and read it quickly. He couldn't help but gasp. The selfless Chief Zhang actually called back and said:
Satisfy all the other party's requirements?
He looked at Xia Tian with complicated eyes, and Xia Tian looked at him nervously, waiting for the final verdict.

"You... Brother Xia, I was blind in the past, please forgive me, Brother Xia."

The team leader's tone was extremely warm. If he didn't have some moral integrity, he would have been on his knees and licking the boots of the soldier in front of him.

Xia Tian finally let go of the worry in his heart.

My fellow countrymen are really awesome!

He took a deep breath and asked:
"What did he say?!"

Team leader He looked at the soldier with a complicated expression, thinking to himself, this guy is really a great god!

"Brother Xia, Commander Zhang said that all your requests will be met."

Meet all requirements?
At this moment, Xia Tian wanted to laugh wildly.

The next second, he jumped three feet high:

"What are you still standing there for? Come with me to save them!"

Xia Tian believed that if the Military Control Commission took action, all the officials, including Chen Dayuan, would have to give in.

Team Leader He thought to himself that it was indeed to rescue someone!

Looking at the hopeful Xitian, Team Leader He complained in his heart:
My God, I am just a small military captain. Do you think I am omnipotent? I go to save people?

I'm almost going to give myself away!
"Brother Xia, it's useless for me to go!"

Xia Tian looked at Team Leader Xia suspiciously.

Team Leader Xia naturally wanted to make friends with the other party. After all, this was the "evil man" who could directly contact Commander Zhang. Judging from the attitude of Commander Zhang when he issued this telegram, this person must have a bright future.

How could he offend?

So he said:
"It's no use for me to go, but we can find someone."

"Looking for someone? Who are you looking for?"

Team leader He smiled and said a name:
"The new 88th Division."

……

When the Yunnan-Western Expeditionary Force was formed, the New 88th Division was unsurprisingly included in it.

While the depressing Henan, Hunan, and Guangxi defeats were in full swing on the domestic battlefield, the Yunnan-West Expeditionary Force won three brutal battles:
The three major battles of Songshan, Longling and Tengchong.

In these three battles, the New 88th Division participated in the three major battles of Longling and Tengchong, giving the commander-in-chief of the Western Yunnan Expeditionary Force a very satisfactory answer.

New 88th Division Headquarters.

Deputy Division Commander Hu Guofei was cursing - what's wrong with the logistics? Where are the supplies for my division? Are these bastards in the military eating shit? Can't they see that my division has won victory after victory? The good stuff is given to the Yu Division next door first!
While he was cursing, the adjutant came in hurriedly:

"Master's seat."

Hu Guofei angrily said, "How many times have I told you? Call me deputy division commander!"

"It's the commander-in-chief, Team Leader He of the Zenda Intelligence Group, who wants to see you."

Military generals usually avoid the Military Control Commission, but the New 88th Division is an exception. In their words:
They are one family with the Military Control Commission, blood is thicker than water!
However, this also became one of the reasons why friendly forces isolated the New 88th Division.

Hu Guofei doesn't care what his allies think. I'm a puppet soldier, so I've long been at odds with you guys! What the hell do you guys do?

He said, "Bring him in."

Team leader He was brought in by his adjutant, along with an ordinary soldier. The other person was dressed in rags, but Hu Guofei recognized who he was at a glance.

Sichuan Army!
During the thirty-eight days at Nantianmen, Hu Guofei was full of respect for this army composed of a group of cannon fodder. If they had not been recruited early by the bastard Yu Xiaoqing, he would not mind taking these brave soldiers under his command.

He withdrew his gaze from Xia Tian and looked at Team Leader He, with whom he had worked several times, and asked directly, "What's the matter?"

Team leader He first handed the telegram to Hu Guofei: "Commander Hu, please take a look at this first."

Hu Guofei took the telegram and asked in confusion after reading it: "Is it from Commander Zhang?"

Team leader He pushed Xia Tian out: "Well - I'm talking about him."

Hu Guofei once again looked at Xia Tian and asked, "If you have any difficulties, please tell me! Since Commander Zhang has given instructions, the New 88th Division will definitely not make any excuses!"

Xia Tian looked at this big man who had the same status as Tang Ji and said:

"I have a brother who came down from the South Gate of Heaven with me."

"The day before yesterday, when the Japanese attacked, a gun crew ran to a residential area for air defense. Later, they dropped the guns and tried to run away. One of my brothers couldn't stand it and tried to stop them. During the argument, he killed the commander who was leading the escape."

Hu Guofei didn't care much: "It's just killing a deserter."

What was a serious crime in the eyes of the cannon fodder group was just "that's all" in the eyes of Hu Guofei.

"But he, he is the nephew of Mr. Chen from the military. Now the military is determined to kill my brother."

"Our division, our division has convicted him of the following crimes: arrogance and robbery."

After Xia Tian finished speaking, he looked at Hu Guofei nervously.

"Being arrogant because of your achievements? Stealing weapons and committing crimes?" Hu Guofei muttered these eight words, and then sneered: "I'm afraid this is the tone set by Tang Ji, it smells like sour flattery!"

Hu Guofei stood up abruptly and slapped the table: "Fuck you for being arrogant and self-righteous, fuck you for stealing weapons and committing crimes!"

"Since when did you get beheaded for killing a deserter?!"

He looked at Xia Tian angrily:

"What about people?"

"In the military, he may be executed soon."

Hu Guofei shouted loudly:
"Prepare the car! Go to the military headquarters!"

"Guard Company, follow me!"

"I want to see whether the Nationalist government is in the bright day or the dark day!"

"This man is in the custody of my new 88th Division!"

(Well, I have always had an obsession, an obsession with the plot of the group leader. There is only one chapter left to solve it. Brothers who don’t like it can skip it.)
(End of this chapter)