My spy diary

Chapter 286 Crow’s Mouth (please vote for me)
Guilin.

Preparatory Office of the Red Party Office.

The sky was dark at dawn, the air was filled with the smell of dampness, dark clouds were looming in the distance, and dull thunder was heard.

Mr. Cha held a telegram he had just received and was worried: "From the intelligence gathered from all sides, Xiang Tingyuan is indeed a traitor. Although the superiors have taken emergency measures, this person knows too much information, and the problem is very difficult."

Liu Qitian, the section chief in charge of intelligence work, had a stern look on his face. He took the telegram, looked at it for a few seconds, and couldn't help but gasp.

First, the party organization in northwestern Hubei was hit hard and suffered a devastating blow.

In the Sichuan Army, Chen, who served as deputy commander of the 45th Army and commander of the 127th Division, was dismissed from his military post for secretly supporting the activities of the Red Party, and all Red Party members in the army were expelled.

The party organization in the Second Army (Northwest Army) was also uncovered, and Du, who had hidden his identity and served as the regiment commander, was detained.

The commander of the 77th Division of the 179th Army was taken directly to the mountain city and placed under house arrest because of his repeated contacts with the Red Party.

A large number of Red Party members in the former Northeast Army were forced to relocate, and the United Front work came to a standstill.
"This traitor." Liu Qitian said angrily: "Do you want me to go to the Fifth War Zone?"

"The overall situation is more important. Now is not the time to settle accounts with him." Mr. Cha shook his head and asked thoughtfully, "Who sent the telegram?"

Liu Qitian also fell into deep thought. Yes, who sent the telegram?
But no matter who he is, I think he must be a like-minded person.

Hello.

After Du Chengyou was arrested, he was tortured and interrogated, but he still insisted that he had nothing to do with the telegram. After all, he was recommended by his sworn brother, so Dai Chunfeng directly ordered him to be sent back.

On October 10, the Japanese army captured Huangpo. All the blasting points in the city were ready. Zhang Yizhen led his men for the final inspection, but unexpectedly he met Dai Chunfeng who was also on inspection.

"Commander, didn't you go to Changsha?"

Dai Chunfeng had a gloomy face. He was originally going to Changsha to meet Xiang Tingyuan, but suddenly the "clear code electricity" incident happened. He was overwhelmed for a while and had to change his itinerary.

He did not directly answer Zhang Yi's question. He looked at the people fleeing inside and outside the station, crying and dragging their families with them, and a few big-nosed foreign reporters taking pictures. His brows were furrowed:
"You are right. Train stations, docks and other major transportation routes must be evacuated. These foreigners are embarrassing the government by coming here to take pictures of refugees, beggars and prostitutes instead of filming the atrocities committed by the Japanese invaders."

"These foreign journalists are a big problem. How about I go and confiscate their film?"

"If they want to take pictures, they can take pictures. Otherwise, if they report it to the chairman, it will be another mess." Dai Chunfeng thought and said:

"Notify the leaders of each blasting team later and hold a meeting together."

Upon hearing that there was still a meeting to be held, the silent Director of the Inspection Department, Zhao Shirui, suddenly looked depressed and said anxiously:
"Mr. Dai, the sound of gunfire is getting closer. The Japanese will soon enter the city. You should take my car and leave first. Let us take care of things here."

How could Boss Dai not understand what he was thinking? He snorted coldly and said:

"The chairman and his wife haven't left yet, and you want me to leave now? I think you want to get rid of me first so you can slip away, right?"

Zhao Shirui's thoughts were exposed, but he was not at all panicked. He thought to himself, the Chairman has a private plane, what do we have?
Once the Japanese army occupied the Han River and cut off traffic, he would have no way to advance or retreat, and he didn't want to die.

"Of course I am willing to stand together with Mr. Dai, but we have to make arrangements for our retreat, okay?"

"Okay, if you want to leave, retreat with the people from the Security Command. If a car is not available, contact the Aviation Commission to see if they have any vacancies." Dai Chunfeng was too lazy to argue with him and waved his hand with an unhappy look on his face.

This was a matter of life and death, so Zhao Shirui didn't hesitate at all and said hypocritically, "Then I'll leave my car to you. It's an American brand, has good performance, and is already fully fueled."

Dai Chunfeng did not comment.

Zhao Shirui smiled bitterly and ran away in a hurry.

Boss Dai smiled sarcastically, and then arranged for Adjutant Jia to take the confidential personnel away first, leaving only the guard captain Wang Luqiao and the general affairs chief Guo Bin. The means of transportation was the car left by Zhao Shirui.

But within an hour, Zhao Shirui came back covered in dust, accompanied by an attendant, dragging large and small bags.

Zhang Yi and others were surprised. Guo Bin, the general affairs section chief, asked, "Aren't you leaving?"

"I'll come back and drive my car."

"What?" Guo Bin was stunned:
"You left the car voluntarily, and now you want to drive it away. What's going on?"

Zhao Shirui would naturally not say that he had no place at the airport. At a critical moment of life and death, the servants of the ministers and deputy ministers were more valuable than him. He, as the director, was not worthy of the title. He said with a sullen face:
"I'll need a car to retreat, too."

Section Chief Guo was able to distinguish between the important and the unimportant. He sneered, "Why did you fix the leak when the boat reached the middle of the river? You can't move the car. Otherwise, what are we going to do?"

“That was my car.”

Everyone was speechless. They had seen shameless people, but they had never seen anyone so shameless. This guy went back on his word and cut off the source of funds at such a critical moment. Where would Boss Dai be left?
Are you tired of living?
Everyone looked at Dai Chunfeng with a gloomy face, thinking that according to Dai Yunong's temper, he should take action now, right?

Unexpectedly, Boss Dai's reaction was very calm. He looked at Zhao Shirui deeply and said sarcastically, "He is right. The car originally belonged to him. Let him drive away."

"Boss!" Guo Bin was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, but seeing that Boss Dai did not express his opinion, he had to throw the car keys over to him angrily.

Zhao Shirui didn't say anything, got into the car and drove away.

"What should we do now?" Guo Bin was so anxious that he asked Zhang Yi:

"Deputy Director Zhang, how many cars do you have?"

"There is one, let the boss sit in it when the time comes." Zhang Yi glanced at Dai Chunfeng who was leisurely, thinking that a cunning rabbit has three burrows, Dai Chunfeng might have arranged everything already.

"Not even one is enough." The emperor was not anxious, but the eunuch was. Guo Bin quickly asked for instructions:

"How about I go to the Wuhan Undercover Team and borrow another car?"

Dai Chunfeng wiped his nose with a handkerchief and said calmly, "You can't go out without a car? When I was working as a peddler, I disguised myself as a peddler and went in and out of places like a fish in water."

Guo Bin thought that a good man never brags about his past achievements. It's already this hour, boss, you're still bragging. He said anxiously:

"We can't all dress up as hawkers, can we?"

"Why are you in such a hurry? The Japanese haven't entered the city yet!" Boss Dai said calmly.

"I'd better go find a car."

"Come back." Boss Dai called him and said:

"Go find Mr. Chen from the auto repair shop and tell him that Ma Xingjian asked you to come."

Ma Xingjian is naturally Boss Dai’s pseudonym.

Hearing this name, Zhang Yi secretly thought that it was not good. It was not that he believed in feudal superstitions about ghosts and gods, but the legend that Boss Dai was hit and killed in Daishan was too deeply rooted in people's minds.

Boss Dai changed his name to "Li" and his pen name to "Yu Nong" because a fortune teller said that he lacked water in his destiny. As a result, his plane crashed into Mount Dai and his body was exposed in the "Kunyugou". It is said that the alias he used at that time was "Gao Chongyue" instead of his previous pen names such as "Jiang Hanqing", "Tu Qingbo" and "Shen Peilin" which were related to floods. What's even more bizarre is that all 13 people including Boss Dai died.

The things and numbers that Boss Dai was extremely afraid of in his life unexpectedly came together in a series: at 13:13, 13 people were buried in thick fog and rain on Mount Dai, and there is a "Dai Family Temple" at the foot of the mountain.
Zhang Yi couldn't help but shudder. Even if he didn't believe in fate, he couldn't help but gasp at this coincidence.

He thought that this time Dai Chunfeng was using the pseudonym Ma Xingjian, which also had nothing to do with Yu Shui. Would he encounter any accidents if he retreated with him?
"What's wrong? Are you scared?" Seeing Zhang Yi silent, Boss Dai looked at him and asked.

"Military orders are as heavy as a mountain. I will not hesitate to sacrifice my life." Zhang Yi replied in a sonorous voice, then he said after a moment's pause:

"Commander, you have used the pseudonym Ma Xingjian for a long time. It is not conducive to confidentiality and security. How about changing it?"

"That makes sense." Dai Chunfeng nodded. He had always believed in it since the fortune teller calculated that he lacked water and had a negative relationship with earth. After thinking for a while, he said, "Then let's use Tu Qingbo."

"This is a good name." Zhang Yi breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Boss Dai was willing to accept his suggestion.

Just after midnight, we received the news that the chairman had evacuated and the blasting officially began.

With bursts of deafening explosions, the entire three towns of Wuhan collapsed. The Japanese troops at the gates of the city were afraid to enter the city rashly because of the continuous explosions.

After completing the blasting mission, everyone retreated to the French Concession, where order was also in chaos. The concession authorities directly cut off all passages to the Chinese area, sent Annan soldiers to guard, and prohibited anyone from passing.

Now everyone was trapped in the French Concession, with no way out and no way to get out.

Guo Bin said, "Boss Chen from the auto repair shop found us a motorboat and parked it by the river, but the French Concession is under martial law now, how can we get out?"

Zhang Yi thought of Shen Xishan's earlier experience of pretending to be a firefighter in Shanghai to gather intelligence, and an idea suddenly occurred to him: "We can set a fire, and let Boss Chen and his men put on the uniforms of the fire brigade, pretend to be firefighters and go into the concession to pick us up."

Everyone thought this was a good idea and immediately took action.

After more than an hour of struggle, we finally withdrew from the French Concession, boarded the motorboat, and rowed towards Changsha.

Boss Dai said proudly: "That's me. There is always a way out. This little setback is nothing."

As soon as the words fell, a low roar sounded instantly.

Everyone's heart tightened and they looked up, only to see a Japanese seaplane gradually emerging from the darkness in the distance.

A seaplane is an aircraft that can take off, land and park on water.

In the civilian field, it is mainly used for maritime rescue, forest fire fighting, ocean monitoring, short-distance transportation, etc. In the military field, it can perform reconnaissance, disappearance, anti-submarine and other missions.

Its advantage is that it does not require a dedicated land airport and can take off and land flexibly on vast waters. Of course, compared to an airplane, its flying speed is relatively slow.

But no matter how slow it is, it is still much faster than a motorboat.

Everyone thought that Boss Dai was a real jinx and quickly drove the motorboat towards the reed marsh by the river.

In the suffocating atmosphere, the plane's searchlight pierced the darkness like a sharp sword, sweeping across the water, and then "da da da da" machine gun bullets swept past like a rainstorm.

In just a moment, the two men who acted as sailors brought by Boss Chen were beaten into sieves.

"Quick, row with your hands."

In the darkness of the night, no one dared to speak loudly. Everyone leaned over to urge the motorboat towards the reed marsh.

"Whirring whirring"

The propeller of the plane stirred up the water, creating a gust of wind that made the reeds rustle. Everyone hid in the grass, holding their pistols tightly, their eyes fixed on the movement of the plane, their nerves tense and not daring to breathe.

Fortunately, the Japanese planes were just conducting routine reconnaissance and flew away after a burst of shooting.

"Let's change our route. Instead of taking the Han River, we can go along the inland river to Mianyang."

After encountering Japanese planes and killing two people, Dai Chunfeng did not dare to take any more risks and immediately ordered a detour.

Fortunately, the journey was smooth and we finally arrived at the outskirts of Changsha at dawn.

"I can finally breathe a sigh of relief." General Affairs Section Chief Guo Bin opened the leather bag and took a few sips of water, saying with lingering fear.

Boss Dai sneered, "To be a spy, you need to be brave and willing to endure hardships. How can you do this?"

Guo Bin wiped the sweat from his forehead and said awkwardly: "I am in charge of general affairs!"

Although they were close to Changsha, Zhang Yi did not dare to be careless. A gentleman is cautious at the beginning and always sees the end. He did not want to make any mistakes due to negligence at this moment.

"Okay, relax, we are in our territory now." Seeing that Zhang Yi looked as if he was facing a formidable enemy, Dai Chunfeng chuckled and asked Guo Bin to send a telegram to the Changsha Military Control Office to send a car to pick him up.

However, just as Guo Bin turned on the radio and drafted the message by flashlight, several unbridled laughs were heard on the shore.

The noisy uproar broke the silence of dawn, making everyone's heart tighten again.

The next moment, a group of sturdy and masked bandits appeared in front of them. They were holding various weapons, some waving long swords, some holding old muskets, and cursing.

There are roughly two types of bandits. One is the extremely evil bandits who bully the people, burn, kill, and loot, and commit crimes against the people. The other is the bandits who kill the rich and help the poor, who only rob the landlords and do not attack the poor people.

But it was clear that Zhang Yi and his companions encountered the first type. They saw a big man with a fierce look on his face, holding a torch in one hand and a revolver in the other, and said with a fierce smile:
"If you know what's best for you, leave your things here and don't let me do anything."

Zhang Yi and the others looked at each other. Guard Captain Wang Luqiao took a step forward calmly, with a chivalrous smile on his face, and bowed, saying:
"The three elders and four youngsters, please take a seat in the hall. Today, the brothers are here to pay their respects."

This is the exchange of words between gangs, to state one's identity and purpose. If the other party is also in a gang, they will ask "Who are you, gang leader? What's your faction?" or "What's your surname, boss?". They will reply "My surname is so-and-so at home and Pan when I go out." They will gossip and build relationships, and finally say "The mountains and rivers remain unchanged and the green rivers flow forever. See you later." That's it. After all, the world of martial arts is not about fighting and killing, but about human relationships and worldly wisdom.

As soon as Wang Luqiao finished speaking, the fierce man opposite him spat and said disdainfully: "What a jewel, what a jewel, be sensible."

"boom"

If the intersections don't match, then they are not from the same family. Wang Luqiao raised his hand and shot the gangster, who fell to the ground.

At the same time, Zhang Yi and his men pulled the trigger without hesitation.

With a series of gunshots, several bandits fell one after another, and the others scattered.

"It's like a tiger in dire straits is bullied by a dog." Dai Chunfeng shot and killed a bandit who was holding his chest in pain, then put away his revolver and sighed.

Zhang Yi complained in his heart, "You'd better keep your mouth shut, old man. All the hardships we have experienced along the way are inseparable from your mouth."

Fortunately, there were no more accidents. When the sun slowly rose from the gaps in the mountains, the car from the Military Control Commission's office finally arrived.

However, just after entering Changsha, a shocking news came: Changsha was about to implement a "scorched earth war" - burning the city.

(End of this chapter)