Wang Xing was faking his surrender this time!
Many of the field workers at the Shanghai Military Station were veterans of the battlefield. They were good at capturing criminals, surrounding and sealing off a certain area, or raiding a certain building. However, these people carried a strong murderous aura and were only suitable to survive in the occupied areas. In the enemy's territory, they would not be able to survive for more than half a year. Because the aura of war on them was too strong and too obvious, it was difficult for them to become real spies!
It was impossible for them to lie prone like rats. The veterans were all boiling with blood. If they were lying on the ground in fear, it would be better to fight vigorously and increase the people's enthusiasm for resisting Japan.
A moment of pride was exchanged for a grand occasion. Although they had assassinated more than ten Japanese soldiers, it was of no use to the current situation of the battlefield.
Wang Xing's feigned surrender this time was because of these veterans!
As for the two intelligence teams in Shanghai Station, they were deliberately retained. In Shanghai, this was a big city for intelligence. How could they not have the participation of the military commander? After all, there was no reason for a good child to be sent to the temple.
The first step had already achieved the expected goal. Wang Xing had temporarily gained the trust of the Special Higher Police. However, the appearance of Cheng Xiaofeng seemed to have dimmed this good situation.
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It is not the wisdom of a saint that can not be used to spy, and it is not the benevolence and righteousness that can not be used to spy! It came from the "Yong Jian" of Sun Tzu's Art of War.
This was a game of chess that Boss Dai had personally arranged. If he played it well, it would be a life or death game. If he played it wrong, it would be a death game. A common hand turned into a counter-spy! What would the Divine Hand do?
He remembered that the night before his boss left Shanghai, he called him out alone and they went to a peach forest.
The sound of artillery rumbled in the distance, and tracers streaked across the sky from time to time. The peach forest in winter had branches and branches, but it would not be long before this peach forest was destroyed by the flames of war!
After using all of their efforts, the newly formed Commander-in-Chief Special Forces had suffered heavy losses in this battle. Boss Dai's original idea of getting his hands on military power and controlling a direct line of troops fell through. The plan to have a SS unit similar to that of Himmler's had also turned into smoke with the coming end of the Battle of Shanghai. The haze on the boss's face had never cleared.
"Wang Xing, you're an old member of the Fu Xing Society, and you're in Huangpu's first phase.”
"This is a time of life and death for the country. I only want to be loyal to the country and do not dare to have any selfish motives. The Shanghai station will definitely become a sharp sword that pierces into the enemy's heart!”
"Alright, it's just the two of us!”
"Yes, boss! As long as the boss has instructions, I will definitely go through fire and water without hesitation!”
"Your specialty is intelligence gathering, not fighting and killing. Unfortunately, ever since our Commander-in-Chief fought with the Special Higher Police, we have never infiltrated the Special Higher Police before. However, we have occasionally discovered Japanese spies infiltrating our Commander-in-Chief and the army. The failure of the Jiangyin Strangle is a failure in intelligence gathering, and it is also my dereliction of duty.”
Wang Xing was a little confused. What did the boss mean?
"Could it be that Boss has found a way to get into the Special Higher Police?”
"Hehe, what do you think of your old rival, Yuta Matsuta?”
" This person is extravagant and conceited. He has an elegant temperament on the outside, but he is narrow-minded on the inside. He has the characteristics of a hypocrite. He is not even as good as that fisherman from Hokkaido.”
"Haha, Wang Xing, do you have the confidence to deal with this person?”
"Boss, I've been fighting him for three years.”
"Wang Xing, if the Shanghai station is given to him, can you stand by his side and enter the Special Higher Police?”
"Boss, are you saying that we'll give him the entire Shanghai station?”
"Wang Xing, you're an honest person. That's why you've always been the station master of Shanghai Station. At present, the situation was not very optimistic. The Shanghai Station would be transferred from the ground to the underground, and the nature of the work would also change. The organization was too large, and it was only a matter of time before it was wiped out. Then why don't we follow our plan and walk towards glory?”
"Place the elite intelligence team in the French concession and the special service team outside the concession.”
"Hehe, Wang Xing, you're still a cunning old fox!”
"However, without the intelligence team, it doesn't seem to be enough! They wouldn't have thought of this."
All secret service agencies had a clear division of labor, but at least there had to be an intelligence department and an action department.
" Intelligence team. At least two teams. One is the elite, and the other is "
Wang Xing understood. These two intelligence groups were his trump cards. His betrayal was definitely a top secret. The Shanghai field office was only the first proof of allegiance, and the intelligence team waiting for the sacrifice was the second proof of allegiance. As for the elite group, it was Wang Xing's final trump card!
If he showed this last card to the Japanese, he would be able to gain Yuta Matsuta's trust.
If he showed this last trump card to the principal, he would be able to wash away his identity as a traitor and even treat him as a hero.
Therefore, this card was his life and death card, and he could not play it easily.
He still didn't have enough cards!
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As if he had seen through Wang Xing's thoughts, Boss Dai sighed and said,"I'll give you another big card!"
Wang Xing's current mood was rather complicated. Originally, he was also a small vassal. In Shanghai, as long as he wanted it, there was almost nothing he could not do. With this change in role, he would lose everything in his hands. He would lose his power, his life, his family, and even his dignity as a soldier.
Since ancient times, successful spies had always had a firm belief. However, how many of them had a good ending? They either died at the hands of the enemy or were swallowed by dissidents in the same camp, leaving nothing behind. He would be branded as a spy and would never be able to clean himself up. Even the commander of his own side was unwilling to use spies. Not only did he not use them, but he also had to guard against them because they knew too many secrets. Those secrets might be the ones that the commander-in-chief did not want others to know the most.
Spies were destined to walk in the dark their entire lives.
Wang Xing could only listen passively, allowing himself to be manipulated by the military ruler in front of him. He had a feeling that the next big card was the focus of their conversation tonight.
"Although the Shanghai Station has been fighting with the Japanese Special Higher Police for three to four years, other than some Tom, Dick, and Harry, what information do they have?”
Wang Xing couldn't help but feel ashamed. Their Shanghai station was responsible for catching spies, and the intelligence department only collected intelligence on spies. As for infiltrating the Japanese military, obtaining valuable battle and battlefield information was almost zero.
"Hehe, I know that you have your difficulties, but the unfavorable information about Japan has made the military commander very passive.”
Wang Xing did not say anything. His thoughts were all on that big card, the big card that would decide his fate.
Looking at Wang Xing's deflated expression, Boss Dai thought, The fire is almost ready. If I add another piece of firewood, the pot will dry up. Maybe this old fox in front of me will have other ideas. It was time to strengthen his determination to carry out the mission.
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This game of chess was also something that he had recently thought of. The reason was that the Japanese had landed at Jinshanwei in Hangzhou Bay. Since then, this idea had become more and more intense.
"Alright, let me tell you. The Military Committee obtained two pieces of battlefield intelligence in this battle. One was before the battle, it provided the deployment of the Japanese Marine Corps, as well as the number of Japanese who could participate in the battle, as well as the allocation of weapons and ammunition. One was when the battle was at a stalemate, providing the location where the Japanese army might land in Hangzhou Bay, as well as the approximate number of troops that landed, as well as the division number. Unfortunately, it didn't attract enough attention, causing the war to be lost. After the war, the two intelligence reports were impeccable in terms of strategic vision and accuracy.”
"Boss, are you saying that there is an intelligence team active in Shanghai that has infiltrated the enemy?”
"It's just a guess. As long as you reveal any clues, according to the Special Higher Police's ability, they will realize the seriousness of the problem.”
"Then wouldn't our source of information be dangerous?”
Boss Dai's eyes started to turn serious, and there was also a hidden malice. It made Wang Xing shudder. It was a fear that came from his bones.
Wang Xing dodged, avoiding the light and darkness in his eyes.
"If you didn't say it, wouldn't the Japanese have noticed it? Short sighted! Do you think this intelligence group is that easy to investigate? You wouldn't have given him fake information! Lead them astray!"
Wang Xing nodded thoughtfully and asked,"Then what is the code name of this group? The backer of this group? And the purpose of this group?"
"Hehe, not bad. I've already found the information you want. This time, we'll push Feng Ti out. In terms of qualifications, his position during the war, and his past achievements, he's more suitable. This team will be called Special Team 5. Only Feng Ti and He Yingqin of the Military Committee had access to the confidential information. I'll arrange for someone to do that."
"Boss, you've thought it through. I'm completely confident! I don't care about personal honor or disgrace, but I want to live up to the heavens and earth, and live up to the people of China.”
"Remember, not only are you faking your surrender to obtain intelligence, you also have a special mission. The code name of the mission is 'Li Shipao Tao Jiang'.”Boss Dai looked at the peach tree in front of him and said thoughtfully.
"Peach tree? A substitute for a peach? What about the plan?"
Boss Dai smiled noncommittally. His face was filled with compassion as he said sadly,"I will inform you when the time is right. Commander Wang, you still have to go through three assassinations from the commander. It's only three times.”
After saying that, he walked around the peach tree and left!
Only Wang Xing stood under the starry night sky in a daze. He did not move for a long time. It was already winter. The peach tree in front of him swayed in the cold wind and let out a sorrowful cry. Wang Xing's heart seemed to have frozen.
Darkness was destined to be darkness, the fate of a spy.
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As he pulled his thoughts back, Wang Xing began to recall every little thing that had happened in the past ten days. Every sentence, every expression, every subtle look he met. This was also a habit he had developed over the years. Many things would be missed on the same day, but the next morning, or before he went to bed, he would discover some abnormalities.
Looking back to this morning, Wang Xing's self-proclaimed cowardly performance had just opened the tip of the iceberg for Special Team 5. This would allow Matsuta Yuta to have unlimited fantasies, which was better than seeing the cards directly. Conceit was Matsuda Yuta's weakness. Therefore, he believed his own analysis more than what was told to him face to face.
Just like that, an hour passed. Wang Xing hung the pen with the broken tip, and the ink had dried up.
With a squeak, the bow-legged man returned, followed by a strong Japanese officer. Wang Xing quickly stood up.
The bow-legged man looked at the ball of paper in the paper basket and the empty white paper on the table. The corner of his mouth tilted and he smiled."You're so clumsy that you can't write it down!”
Not to mention, this bow-legged guy could still say something.
"The day after tomorrow, I'll be in charge of bringing you to the military police station. After work, go back to your dormitory by yourself. This is Captain Ichiro Suzuki.”
The captain nodded and walked to the sofa.""Cheng Sang, where is your good tea?”
"Find it yourself, don't say you can't find it!"
"Petty, you hid all the good tea!”
"Haha, it's in this office. All my keys are on the door.”After saying that, he turned around and left.
Ichiro Suzuki still showed great self-restraint. He randomly found a tea bucket and made himself a cup of tea.
"Suzuki-kun, where did this Adjutant Cheng go?”
"I'm going to class. In the afternoon, I'll go to the gendarmerie to teach them Chinese! Cheng Sang also taught me Chinese.”
No wonder this kid was so popular. The students in class were all his students. The Japanese were very respectful to their teachers.
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The Special Higher Police was different from the gendarmerie. Although they were also dressed in Japanese military uniforms, there were no high walls, barbed wire, or Wolfhound heavy machine guns, but no one was willing to stay within a few hundred meters.
There were snipers hiding in the dark and mobile sentries disguised as civilians. The surrounding stalls and shops might be their monitoring points. As long as they stepped into the area of hundreds of meters, they would smell danger.
Cheng Xiaofeng did not wear his military uniform. Instead, he changed into a very ordinary set of clothes. He walked out of the Special Higher Police like an ordinary Shanghai citizen.
His slovenly appearance, his wretchedness, and his lack of a soldier's qualities were immediately well explained. As long as he walked out of the Special Higher Police and blended into the crowd, no one would deliberately pay attention to him.
The afternoon was already hot and humid. The three rickshaw drivers were hiding in the shadows outside the gate. After the war, there were almost no trees on the streets. It was not a pleasant thing to face the sun and go to the gendarmerie.
The curtain of the rickshaw at the gate was lifted. In an inconspicuous position, a number was printed on it. This was a rickshaw registered with the Special Higher Police and was responsible for picking up guests from important Japanese departments.
When the Special Higher Police carried out missions, the field officers would also commandeer these vehicles.
These rickshaws would come to work almost every day at this time because the traffic department next to the Special Higher Police was about to close. Three of them had to take the rickshaws almost every day. As time passed, it became a habit for whoever took the rickshaws and where the rickshaws stopped.
Looking at the sun in the sky, he walked to the front of the rickshaw with the handle facing west and stepped into the car.
A coachman walked over and said apologetically,"Taijun, this car has already been reserved by a young lady from that sect. She's coming out soon. Anyway, it's not far. Why don't you hide from the sun first? It'll only take half an hour.”
Nodding, Cheng Xiaofeng got out of the car and headed west.
The rickshaw driver bowed apologetically, but Cheng Xiaofeng ignored him and walked away.
Not long after, a chattering voice came from the side. After greeting her colleagues, Liu Yuexin habitually got on the rickshaw heading west.
When the rickshaw passed by, Cheng Xiaofeng had already turned into a small alley.
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