Show the sword, start from the guerrillas

There were naturally tobacco shreds at both ends of the cigarette, but in the middle, there was a piece of paper mixed in with the tobacco shreds. Bai Dashan carefully pulled out the paper and unfolded it carefully.

There was no writing on the unfolded paper, but Bai Dashan was not worried at all. Instead, he held the paper close to the candle flame and soon a line of writing appeared: "Today, the Japanese army has been frequently mobilized and attacked our Taiyue District. They intend to make a big move. Your unit should quickly find out the situation of the Japanese army in Ping'an County!"

After understanding the content, Bai Dashan lit the note and watched it burn on the ground. He then stepped on it and started writing down the information he had learned.

Under the shed outside the door, the timid little Shitou finally ate the hot sliced ​​noodles, which made him so happy that his nose was bubbling... it was really bubbling. At this moment, Bai Dashan once again transformed into the shopkeeper Bai, took out the empty cigarette box and placed it on the counter. Then, he took out the box of cigarettes he had just opened from his pocket and distributed it to the diners.

"I've been a hard worker all my life. What I owe you is what I give you..." Bai Dashan kept muttering while handing out cigarettes to everyone, not caring at all that his cold face chilled the diners' hearts.

"Haha, Manager Bai is a good man. Come on, Lai Fu, can you give me a light? Let's try the flavor of Taijun's hometown." Chang Laosan had finished his noodles and was yelling at Lai Fu with a cigarette in his hand.

"I don't want to serve you!" said the man called Lai Fu, but he picked up the fire tongs in his hand, accurately picked up a piece of red-hot charcoal from the stove, and lit a cigarette for Chang Lao San.

"Look, this is the hand holding the knife. Don't turn around and tell me that our noodles are not clean!" Lai Fu muttered to himself as he watched everyone lighting cigarettes from each other.

"Haha, it's not dirty and you won't get sick!" Chang Lao San and his men waved their hands nonchalantly, stood up and walked out. These people were all shopkeepers or small bosses of nearby shops. They were considered to have some wealth here, or they had some connections behind them, otherwise they wouldn't be able to come here to eat beef sliced ​​noodles every day.

The special forces opened this store here to collect some intelligence through the casual conversations during meals. As for Lai Fu, this is just a pseudonym. He is Luo Wei, one of the three team leaders of the special forces. He is also one of the persons in charge of this contact point. Luo Wei is the chef of this noodle restaurant. At noon and at night, he will go to another high-end Juxianlou to be the chef.

That's right, it's the Juxian Building, where you can get some higher-level information. People's lives are hard these days, and no one cares how many jobs he has, which is not a strange thing at all. Of course, Luo Wei's cooking skills are impeccable, otherwise he wouldn't be able to enter the restaurant. So, don't get confused, Luo Wei is Luo Wei, and now his alias is Lai Fu. The real Lai Fu is still in the combat company of the artillery battalion in the base.

The old members of the guerrillas now have their own things to do, and the worst one is a company commander.

Little Stone quickly finished his bowl of noodles, burped, hung the wooden box on his body, and walked back the way he came without looking back. Of course, he was not walking alone, there was a special forces soldier dressed as a waiter with him.

At this time, there were still some customers who had not left. They asked curiously, "Manager Bai, why did you go with this person?"

"A child can go out to do business, but there is no adult following him! You see so many people on the street, who knows whether they are good or bad? What if someone sees him selling a box of cigarettes in my store and has bad intentions? So, let the clerk send him out of the city gate, at least it will give you peace of mind!" Bai Dashan said while helping to greet the new customers. "You are this! In this day and age, although it is said that good people don't get good rewards, you are really a good person!" The guest who was speaking heard this and gave a thumbs up. Although good people are easy to be bullied, when there is no interest involved, everyone is still willing to stand with good people.

As for Xiao Shitou, he held the empty box and stopped hawking all the way, just heading towards the city gate. The special forces member who followed him looked around with some caution, guarding against possible bad guys, and also took a good look at the Japanese patrols along the way.

At the city gate, several puppet soldiers stood in the cold wind, their hands tucked into the sleeves of their cotton-padded jackets, staring at the passers-by. At this time, Xiao Shitou walked through the city gate and was indeed blocked by several puppet soldiers. An older puppet soldier stretched out his hand and shouted, "Kid, don't you see that my hands are empty? Give me money, give me money..."

Snap... the sound of a horse whip hitting the air was heard, and a man dressed in the uniform of a puppet army officer walked out of a small wooden house nearby. "Gousheng, you're itching for money, aren't you? Didn't you see that it was sent here by my family's servants? You want money, so you're asking me for it, right? Or do you think I'm easy to bully because I gave you enough salary and didn't take my share?"

"Hey, Bai Tou, look at what you said. Didn't you not recognize him? Just now when this little bastard came into the city, I wanted to smoke two cigarettes with you, but you said not to embarrass the small businessman. Now..."

"Shut up right there! I'm guarding the city gate, it's not your turn to take bribes, that's my job! You want to smoke, right? Do you want to get slapped twice? The Imperial Army is planning a major operation now, how about I pass on a message and ask you to follow the Imperial Army out of the city to clean up the mess? Once you go out, there's no guarantee you'll be able to come back!"

"I know you're a spy in the detective team, but I haven't pointed it out to you yet, and you're still getting excited... Here, take a look, see if you're carrying any contraband?" Bai Tou, with great momentum, opened Xiao Shitou's box and showed the empty box to the many puppet soldiers.

"Okay, everyone disperse... Wait, that car belongs to the Qiao family, right? Stop right there..." While speaking, Bai Tou stopped a caravan and easily got 5 dollars.

Outside the city, Little Stone finally spoke up: "Uncle Dongzi, that's squad leader Bai Xiaojiang at the city gate, right? How come he's a traitor?"

"You are blind, they are gathering intelligence!" Dongzi replied, and then said: "Go back quickly, the person who will pick you up is over there!"

After experiencing the process of being an underground courier and eating a bowl of knife-cut noodles, Xiao Shitou completed the mission. Half a day later, in Yin Jiulang Village, Zhu Xingyu opened the wooden box he brought back and found the intelligence written by Bai Dashan: "The Japanese army has added 800 troops in Ping'an County, and there seems to be a mopping-up operation! It is reported that Ichiro Hirata, who is stationed in Ping'an County, will have a birthday party at Juxianlou at the end of the month, and there will be..."

"Ichiro Hirata, he was the replacement for Yamaguchi after he was transferred back to Yangquan, and he is also the leader of this raid! Still celebrating his birthday? Very good, very good... We have to give him a big gift!" (End of this chapter)