My spy diary

Chapter 419: Killing without mercy (asking for monthly ticket)

"A feint to the east and attack in the west? Director General, you mean that while the gendarmerie's attention is on Peng Jiaolu, we should execute Sister Lin first?"

"If it weren't for the Director's caution and his sudden change of mind, we would have fallen into the trap of this vicious woman." Qian Xiaosan said sternly, "We were almost deceived by her kind appearance."

"This old woman is very cunning. She must have run away long ago." Zhang Yi shook his head. "When Boss Dai showed me her file, I had doubts. Her file is very ordinary and clean. She has no special skills or shortcomings. It seems flawless."

It was precisely because of his doubts that Zhang Yicai did not follow Mrs. Lin's guidance to directly "kidnap" Peng the translator. Instead, he went to the brothel to find out Peng Jiaolu's hideout in the city through coercion and bribery.

"The more perfect it is, the more deliberate it is. Someone must be hiding a lot of truth for her."

"Come to think of it, it's not easy for her to survive after traveling thousands of miles from the Northeast to Guangdong. Moreover, the entire Dongjiang Station was destroyed, and she was able to stay out of it. How could she be so unscathed? It's not easy for her to do that."

"Don't be a wise man after the event." Monkey glanced at Qian Xiaosan and asked worriedly:
"What will this Peng Jiao Donkey choose?"

"It doesn't matter what he chooses, as long as we can temporarily attract the Japanese's attention." Zhang Yi seemed very optimistic. "No matter how big his appetite is, we will kill him. Eat, eat, try Dongjiang's salt-baked chicken."

I'm eating on this side, and I'm eating on the other side too, but my appetite isn't as good.

Peng Jiaolu took a bite of the chicken leg, took a sip of wine, glanced at the goatee who was sipping beside him and was obviously absent-minded, and asked:

"What does the military advisor say?"

The military advisor put down his wine glass after hearing this, stroked his beard and said, "The boss actually already knows what to do, right? Second Master is now a popular figure in front of the Japanese, we can just use this opportunity to expand our strength."

Peng Jiaolu snorted coldly: "Old Second is a bastard. His parents paid for his education and sent him to study in Japan so that he could gain experience. But he turned into a traitor and said he was lying."

"To treat a snake as a false pretense is to be perfunctory."

"You scholars are so naive that you can call stealing a loan and being a traitor a perfunctory act."

"The most loyal ones are butchers, and the most unfaithful ones are scholars." The military advisor laughed at himself, "In troubled times, people have no choice. Now that the Japanese are so powerful, do we still have a choice?"

Peng Jiaolu nodded helplessly: "But, if I agree to the Japanese transformation and become the head of the Imperial Army, wouldn't that be the same as announcing to everyone that I, Peng Da, am a traitor?"

The military advisor disagreed: "But you can't refuse this. You can't kill the Second Master for the sake of justice, right?
Besides, face is not as real as interests. In troubled times, the strongest soldiers and horses are kings. After the reorganization, we get weapons and supplies, recruit soldiers and horses, and expand our territory. As long as we have strength, the Japanese will not dare to shout at us. "

After a pause, he added: "Besides, now that we have done that, is there any way back?"

"You mean Butterfly?"

"Yes, who would have thought that the matter would be so difficult? Although this woman is an actress, she has a good reputation and looks. Beauty is a disaster. If she goes to Shancheng and climbs up the high branch of that nobleman, she will definitely retaliate. We must prepare in advance."

Peng Jiaolu's face darkened. As he was hesitating, a trusted henchman knocked on the door and came in:
"Boss, there is news down the mountain."

"bring here."

The minion took out a small bamboo tube from his arms and handed it over.

Peng Jiaolu opened the text message and read it with a frown, feeling confused and uncertain for a moment.

The military advisor observed his expression and immediately asked, "Master?"

"Speak of the devil and he will appear." Peng Jiaolu handed the note to the military advisor, "Look, the Military Control Commission has come and they want to recruit me."

"Colonel Brigade Commander of the Dongjiang Anti-Japanese National Salvation Army? That's a big title, but I'm afraid it's just empty talk and no action."

"You mean the bait?"

"There's no gain without pain. The letter didn't mention anything about us robbing Hu Die's luggage, and it even helped us solve our problems. The question is, what's next?
Do we really accept the reorganization of the National Army and go fight the Japanese? The only thing we are afraid of is that while the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman will gain. "

"But they are regular troops after all." Peng Jiaolu hesitated, pondered for a moment, and said, "Military Advisor, quickly tell me the divination."

"Okay." The military advisor nodded, took out a few tortoise shell copper coins, shook them in his hand, and then threw them on the table.

Peng Jiaolu looked at the hexagram and frowned, "What do you mean?"

The military advisor explained: "This is a ground hexagram. The ground is in a low position. A gentleman should be virtuous and hold things in his arms. As the saying goes, a family that accumulates good will have good fortune. It seems that this brigade commander is not suitable for this job. If he takes this job, he will not accumulate good deeds. If he does not take this job, he can keep safe."

Peng Jiaolu asked quickly: "What about the commander of the Imperial Army?"

The military advisor cast another divination: "Qian Gua, Heaven moves vigorously, the gentleman should constantly strive to strengthen himself. Qian and Kun change, each corrects his nature and life, and maintains harmony. This Gua is beneficial to steadfastness."

"Li Zhen?"

"It means great luck."

"Really?" Peng Jiaolu sighed, "Since it is God's will, we can only let it go. It's just that we will be labeled as traitors."

"Boss, the Japanese are powerful, and even the Standing Committee Chairman has fled to the mountain city. We ordinary people are just trying to survive.

Besides, we have to bow our heads under someone else's eaves and be patient. When we have a stronger team, the Japanese will have to follow our lead."

"That's it. Once we have a strong army, we can plan for other things later." Peng Jiaolu made up his mind and asked, "When did the Japanese say to reorganize?"

"Three days later."

"March is the first day of the lunar calendar, and the moon is inauspicious?" Peng Jiaolu shook his head repeatedly, "Why not pick a good day for the remake?"

The military advisor smiled and said, "Boss, how can the Japanese understand this? Why don't we let them go ahead?"

"Forget it. It's a disaster, but seeing a coffin is also a treasure. You can have someone notify Chuntian."

"Yes." The military advisor immediately wrote a letter, stamped it with Peng Jiaolu's seal, called a follower, and asked him to deliver the letter to the Japanese gendarmerie.

After finishing the work here, the military advisor returned to his room.

After closing the door and listening attentively for a while, he walked to the corner and squatted down. He moved a stone beside the bed, revealing a gap in the wall. He rummaged around in it and took out a canvas bag.

After opening it, there was a small radio inside.

After a moment's silence, he put on his headphones and began to send a message: "Dongjiang Headquarters: Military Control Commission members have infiltrated Dongjiang, attempting to recruit Peng Jiaolu. Please arrest them quickly.

In addition, Peng has agreed to the reorganization, and the Black Tiger Project has officially begun. I am in urgent need of manpower, please provide quick support."

Radio waves passed silently in the darkness. In the military police's telecommunications room, a radio operator listened while copying the numbers on a telegram paper and handed it to Ichiro Haruta with a serious face.

Ichiro Haruta took out the code book, translated the telegram, and smiled mysteriously.

"Call Gray Wolf back and let him know that he doesn't need to worry about the Military Control Commission. The troops will go up the mountain among the refugees. Let him focus on executing the Black Tiger Plan."

boom---
Before he could finish his words, there was a loud explosion in the distance, and the telecommunications room felt as if the earth was shaking.

Ichiro Haruta was so shocked that his whole body trembled and he stood there in a daze.

".Major, it looks like an armory."

"Baga, we've fallen into a trap. Gather the troops and go to the armory immediately."

Ichiro Haruta's face turned pale. If the armory was blown up and the murderer was not caught, he would have no choice but to commit suicide by disembowelment to apologize.

half an hour ago.

Zhang Yi brought his monkey Qian Xiaosan to the Japanese arsenal. After observing for a while, he found that there were not only searchlights and guards in front of him, but also two big wolfhounds.

They had no choice but to break through from the back of the warehouse.

In the darkness of night, the three men crouched and ran quickly along the wall, without attracting the attention of the Japanese sentry on the high tower in the distance.

When they arrived at a suitable position, Zhang Yi stood guard with a gun in hand, while Monkey took out a pair of rubber-wrapped pliers from his waist, stepped on Qian Xiaosan's back to cut the barbed wire on the wall, and then climbed up by holding onto the wall.

After he pulled Qian Xiaosan up, the two of them were about to pull Zhang Yi up together when they saw Zhang Yi leap up and climb up.

In the dark night, the three of them looked at each other silently, and when the searchlight shone on them, they all slid down.

The moment they landed, the ears of the three of them all vibrated slightly.

"Be careful, there's a trap!"

Zhang Yi turned on the miniature flashlight and saw a thin rope tied in a haphazard pattern against the wall, with countless small bells strung on it.

So that's why there were no sentries behind the warehouse because there was a trap.

If there is any movement or someone jumps down, the vibration will inevitably ring the bell, and the sentry will definitely come out to check.

Fortunately, the three of them just slid down and didn't make any noise.

"cheer up."

Zhang Yi whispered a warning, brought the backpack behind him to his chest, bit it with his mouth, and crawled into the bell maze first.

Behind him, the monkey Qian Xiaosan followed one after another.

The three of them stuck close to the ground and successfully passed through seven or eight ropes in a serpentine manner. At this moment, a searchlight suddenly shone over them.

The three of them immediately held their breath and lay flat on the ground.

The searchlight swept over and the few people continued to move forward.

Seeing that there were only a few ropes left ahead and a breakthrough was imminent, Qian Xiaosan was delighted and rolled on the ground. After rolling out of the bell maze, he was just about to turn over when he heard a crisp "click" sound under his feet. The sound was particularly abrupt in the silent night, as if it was a wake-up call from the god of death.

Qian Xiaosan's heart suddenly tightened and his nerves tensed. He knew he had stepped on a landmine.

"Director, you go first. The mission is important." Qian Xiaosan said bitterly, beads of sweat the size of beans rolling down his forehead.

"Don't move, breathe evenly."

Zhang Yi took a deep breath and quickly calmed himself down while comforting Qian Xiaosan.

He shielded the flashlight beam with his palm, stared intently at the landmine under Qian Xiaosan's feet, and quickly recalled the bomb disposal knowledge he had learned in the past.

The mine did not explode immediately, which means it was not a jumping mine.

This secret weapon invented by the German army is known as the living widow maker. Anyone who steps on it will die.

Because of the special design of this mine, once stepped on, the three trigger corners on the top will immediately feel pressure, and the firing pin inside will immediately trigger and activate the fuse. After the mine explodes, it will rush into the air like a rocket, reaching about waist height, covering the most deadly area of ​​the soldier. Then the metal shell explodes and the steel column flies out at high speed, leaving no chance of survival.

"Monkey, alert."

"Yes."

Zhang Yi whispered instructions, carefully crawled to Qian Xiaosan's feet, touched the outline of the mine, took out a screwdriver from his bag, gently inserted it into the gap at the bottom edge of the mine, slowly explored for a while, and gently turned it.

"Director, don't waste time. The searchlights are coming soon. Once we are exposed, no one can escape."

Qian Xiaosan could feel his heartbeat quickening. Cold sweat kept coming out of his forehead, blurring his vision, but he didn't dare to be distracted to wipe it off.

"Shut up. If you want to go, let's go together." Zhang Yi scolded, counting the time silently in his mind, while his hands kept moving. As he cleared a corner of the soil around the landmine, he finally caught a glimpse of the screw and quickly turned it with a screwdriver.

One, two, three.

As the third screw was unscrewed, the outer shell of the mine gradually loosened. Zhang Yi used a branch as tweezers to hook out the wire connecting the detonator and explosives.

"Scissors."

"Qian Xiaosan, keep calm. Success or failure depends on this one move."

Zhang Yi looked at the two wires, one red and one black, took a deep breath, and decisively cut the black one.

"You can move now." Zhang Yi said calmly, but he knew he was taking a gamble. He didn't know whether he had cut off the detonation circuit or not.

There is a fine line between life and death.

"Okay." Qian Xiaosan's voice trembled as he moved his feet gently.

Fortunately, the mine did not explode.

".321, get down!"

Zhang Yi was counting silently. As soon as he finished speaking, the searchlight came on again. Qian Xiaosan immediately crawled down. He took a few long breaths, and his pounding heart finally returned to normal.

The lights faded, and the three of them immediately came to the back of a huge warehouse.

Zhang Yi took out a flying claw from his backpack, threw it upwards with force and then gently pulled it back. He made sure that the flying claw had firmly grasped the roof. He made a gesture to Monkey and Qian Xiaosan, then he took the lead in climbing up by grabbing the rope.

The high windows of the warehouse were inlaid with glass. Zhang Yi took out the insulating tape (invented by Richard of 1928M Company in 3) from his bag and stuck it on the glass. He then took out a diamond from his trouser pocket, gently scratched the glass, and pulled it with his hand.

After getting the glass, he carefully put it into his bag, then opened the window, grabbed the window wall with both hands, jumped up, and slid in like a fish.

A minute later, Monkey and Qian Xiaosan also entered the warehouse smoothly.

There are piles of weapon boxes covered with tarpaulins here, containing guns, ammunition, mortars, grenades, explosives, etc.

Zhang Yi crouched down and sneaked to the front door, listening attentively. There seemed to be a duty room outside, and several Japanese soldiers were chattering about women.

"Work."

As the explosion sounded, the lights inside and outside the gendarmerie were instantly brightly lit, car engines roared, and teams of Japanese soldiers armed with live ammunition quickly gathered and boarded the vehicles, which then drove out at high speed and rushed towards the armory.

The night is gloomy.

Just after the military police left, three figures appeared in the shadows not far away.

It was Zhang Yi and his two companions.

What they installed on the detonator just now was a timer modified from a watch. One reason was to give themselves time to retreat, and the second reason was naturally to make a feint to the east and lure the tiger away from the mountain.

Looking at the dark gate of the gendarmerie not far away, Zhang Yi sneered, his eyes gleaming with cold light like knives.

"Action, kill without mercy."

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(End of this chapter)