Chapter 470: Trap?

"Section Chief!'

'Secret telegram!'

Ma Yu arrived in a hurry.

He now temporarily assumed the role of head of the telecommunications team.

Of course, he was not a professional telecommunications officer. He didn't know any codes. But he could help with errands.

It turned out that Chen Gongshu's subordinates were all too tired. Zhang Yong decided to let them rest for a while.

to conserve their energy.

In preparation for the next battle.

Ma Yu and the others were very happy.

It was a good idea.

Before, when they followed Chen Gongshu, they were really tired.

Every day, they were either assassinating someone or on the way to assassinate someone. And then retreating quickly. If they weren't quick enough, they could be overrun.

So far, dozens of comrades at the Tianjin station have died.

Many have also been captured. Basically, they have all been killed by the Japanese invaders. So, the Japanese invaders have no way of replacing them now.

The remaining people are all secretly feeling sad.

When it comes to assassinations, Chen Gongshu is indeed very professional. But when it comes to catching Japanese spies, Zhang Yongcai is the king.

The key is that following Zhang Yongcai to catch Japanese spies involves minimal risk. The rewards are great. Although no one is afraid of death, no one wants to sacrifice themselves so soon.

'Give it to me!'

Li Boqi nodded. He reached out and took the telegram.

His current official position was deputy head of the Shanghai Station Operations Department. This position had not changed after they arrived in Tianjin.

At the same time, he was still the head of the 8th Operations Group. The head of the group had not been replaced.

Zhang Yong immediately stepped back.

This was a secret telegram. Only Li Boqi could read it.

However, in the past, Li Boqi had never treated him as an outsider. He always gave it to him after reading it. But this time was an exception.

After reading the telegram, Li Boqi looked solemn.

Then, he took out a box of matches. He took one out of the box. He struck it. Then he burned the telegram.

After the telegram had burned to ashes and fallen to the ground, he deliberately crushed it with his foot. Very meticulous.

Zhang Yong: ?

What's going on?

Are they going to arrest me? I don't think so.

If someone wanted to arrest me, they definitely wouldn't ask Li Boqi to do it.

What if Li Boqi softens his heart?

Although Li Boqi wears a deadpan expression all day long and never smiles, in fact, he has a soft heart.

Even when interrogating Japanese spies, he did not use very cruel interrogation methods. It was Zhang Yong who was more brutal. He beat people up right away. He even whipped Kamikawa Kagami.

Li Jingzhi's case also shows that this guy is actually cold-faced but warm-hearted.

Of course, it is also possible that he is just putting on an act. Or maybe he hasn't encountered any real deep hatred yet.

He is from Quancheng. When it comes to Quancheng, everyone else seems to be evasive. Obviously, Li Boqi should have had a tragic experience. This experience should have happened in Quancheng.

'Go!'

'Yes!'

Ma Yu turned and left.

Li Boqi turned to look at Zhang Yong. His eyes flashed.

Zhang Yong: ?

Is he really going to arrest me?

Is he in a dilemma?

Can't he make a decision?

He decided to speak his mind and said, 'Whose secret message is this? Do you want me arrested?'

'Have you been hanging out with the Red Party?' Li Boqi asked.

'I'd love to, but no one wants me.' Zhang Yong was desperate. He told the truth.

'Then why are you so worried about being arrested?' Li Boqi's face was expressionless. 'You have no connection with the Red Party, so why would anyone arrest you?'

Zhang Yong: ...

Seems like it.

Neither myself nor the Red Party have anything to do with each other.

At most, I give some money. Give some information. I have no dealings with the Red Party at all.

What is there for me to worry about?

If anyone is to be arrested, it will be Li Boqi. He is suspected of being a member of the Red Party...

Ahem...

Ahem...

Stop!

Stop!

You're thinking too much.

'The telegram says there is some very bad news,' Li Boqi frowned, 'The Japanese invaders have transferred many pro-Japanese cadres from Manchuria and Korea, I don't know what they want.'

'What backbone?' Zhang Yong asked curiously.

'They are hardcore traitors trained by the Japanese. On the surface they are Chinese, but they work for the Japanese.'

'Oh.'

Zhang Yong didn't pay much attention.

He had seen many traitors. Nothing special about them.

The traitors in the three provinces of Northeast China were not superhuman. The traitors in Korea couldn't fly...

Huh?

Can Koreans be called traitors?

It seems that they are not Han Chinese...

'Anyway, you have to be careful,' said Li Boqi. "The Japanese have invested heavily in North China and won't stop until they achieve their goal.'

'I know," Zhang Yong obediently replied.

He was happy to hear this kind of talk. Because the other person was right.

The people who wanted to get rid of him could be lined up from Beiping to Tianjin. Literally.

If someone said they would deliver Zhang Yong's head for 100,000 silver dollars, I reckon even the miserly Japanese would be willing to pay.

The damage he has caused the Japanese invaders is beyond calculation.

'Stay away from brothels.'

'I've never been there,'

Zhang Yong hastened to defend himself.

You may be my superior, but you can't falsely accuse someone.

I really have never been there.

I don't lack women, so what's the point of going to a brothel?

He suddenly thought of a girl called Su Yuxi. She was incredibly beautiful. Why would he need to go to a red-light district?

He was thinking too much...

Going to a red-light district costs money.

The girls he found outside were beautiful and innocent, and they didn't cost any money...

'They arrested some people over there.'

'Who?'

Zhang Yong was at a loss.

Then he reacted. It was the Party Affairs Investigation Department.

Within the Special Services Department of the Restoration Society, when they said 'over there', it almost always referred specifically to the Special Services Headquarters.

'They executed some communists in Longhua.'

'They...'

Zhang Yong paused.

This kind of thing really sounds very depressing.

Even though the Japanese invaders are bullying them, Chiang Kai-shek has not forgotten to wipe out the communists.

Sigh...

I really hope that time will quickly turn to 1938, when the two parties cooperated to resist the Japanese.

However, this is impossible.

Right now, this is not the darkest time yet. Next year will be.

The Japanese army has not yet staged the February 26th Incident. The military is not yet that crazy. Next year, the Japanese army will be even crazier.

For now, there are still a few relatively calm people within the Japanese army. They know that people's hearts are not big enough to swallow the world. Trying to destroy China all at once is unrealistic. You need to take things step by step and steadily.

However, after the February 26th Incident broke out, these people were all killed. The remaining people dare not block the military's crazy pace of outward expansion.

Even the Emperor was afraid.

Because if the Emperor tried to stop them, those crazy young military officers would really kill the Emperor.

When they go crazy, they even kill themselves.

Of course, the Japanese Emperor couldn't stop this either. He was also one of the culprits.

Now, how long is it until next year?

Less than two months.

Time flies...

By the way, shouldn't the Red Army have established a foothold in northern Shaanxi by now?

Alas...

A chaotic era...

Just going with the flow...

Most people are just pawns...

They can't help themselves...

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly saw Wu Liuqi arrive. He stood quietly by the side, waiting for them to finish talking.

'Go!'

'Yes!'

Zhang Yong immediately took his leave.

He came to Wu Liuqi.

Wu Liuqi stood at attention and saluted, his face full of joy.

He had been injured before and had spent half a month in the Jinling Army General Hospital, but he had finally been discharged.

However, Zhang Yong had already left for Tianjin. After returning to Shanghai, he was bored out of his mind.

Without Zhang Yong to lead the way, catching Japanese spies was definitely not as easy.

For a hard worker like him, the days without any Japanese spies to catch really felt like years.

Finally, Li Boqi took him with him and they hurried to Tianjin together. Finally, they could continue catching Japanese spies.

'Something's up?'

'Wang Zhulin is out.'

'Good!'

Zhang Yong's shoulders suddenly relaxed.

This Wang Zhulin has finally come out. Good. Good.

This time, we will squeeze every last drop of oil from this stone.

We will soon have the money to build the Tianjin Station. And the money to help the refugees.

'Where is it?'

'It's still the Ice Café.'

'How many people did you bring?'

'About twenty. Five of them are Russians.'

'Russians?'

'Yes. They were all Russian strongmen. Very tall and burly. They were carrying guns. I asked around, and it seems they were Cossacks.'

'Cossacks?'

'It seems so. But I can't be sure.'

'I see.'

Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

Cossacks?

Here in Tianjin?

It didn't seem so strange. They were on the run.

During the establishment of the Red Soviet Union, many people joined the White Army and tried to eliminate the nascent Red Army.

We all know the result. The White Army failed.

The aristocrats of the old Russian Empire and the key members of the White Army certainly did not dare to remain in their original locations and fled.

Many of them fled to the ancient and mysterious Eastern powers through various channels.

While in Shanghai, Zhang Yong had already come into contact with many White Russian aristocrats. He was even offered a huge reward of 100,000 US dollars by that guy Fu. But then it seemed that there was no more movement.

Right, someone also told me that the one who faked his death is still alive. I don't know what kind of conspiracy it is.

He was busy dealing with the Japanese and didn't want any more trouble.

Unexpectedly, Wang Zhulin, the big traitor, has actually mixed with the White Russians again.

Never mind!

Arrest them all! No matter who you are!

'Gather the troops!'

'Yes!'

Wu Liuji immediately went to make the arrangements.

After the deployment, Zhang Yong set off with the team. But there were only three small teams.

Zhong Yang, Wu Liuji, and Yang Zhi. There were about 50 people in total.

What did the others do? They were left behind by Li Boqi. Li Boqi said that three teams were enough.

Obviously, this was to prevent Zhang Yong from having the opportunity to kill.

If you mobilise a few hundred people to besiege, it looks like a war, and the situation is indeed difficult to control.

After all, the Xia Chongyu Bing Café is not in the suburbs. It is in the city centre. The sound of gunfire is loud, and it will attract a lot of unnecessary trouble.

Foreign journalists who don't know the situation may think that a war has broken out.

If that happened, the public opinion would be out of control, and the consequences would be endless.

In the past, Zhang Yong had never cared about that. But Li Boqi couldn't ignore it.

They could outsmart them. They couldn't just charge in.

'Let's go!'

Zhang Yong didn't care.

Three small teams would be enough.

As a result, before they even got close to the Xiachongyubing Café, they sensed that something was wrong.

He noticed that many people were hiding weapons.

The system map prompted that on both sides of the street ahead, some people who looked like they were just wandering around actually had pistol icons.

Not one. Several.

The further he went, the more of them there were. There were actually dozens of them.

This was strange.

Could it be that Wang Zhulin was trying to lure him into a trap?

It was possible.

This guy was trying to dig himself a trap.

If he charged in headlong, he might be surrounded by Wang Zhulin's men. There were so many gunmen outside, and they were all presumably Wang Zhulin's men.

Slowly, he pulled over.

He raised his binoculars and looked carefully.

With so many gunmen, it would actually be quite easy to deal with them. A rifle would do the trick.

The problem is that, in that case, it will alert the enemy.

Once the gunshots start, Wang Zhulin will know that his plan has been exposed, and he might immediately go back to being a coward.

What should I do?

Zhang Yong tilts his head. It's a bit of a headache.

Outwit him...

How to outwit him...

It's too hard on myself.

Sigh...

I'm in a dilemma. Suddenly, I see something happen.

It seems that a few students are walking past on the street. Suddenly, they are restrained by those gunmen. And then they are taken away.

Zhang Yong: ???

They're arresting students?

Are they trying to quash the student protests? They've started?

Damn...

This is intolerable.

'Chen Wen!'

'Here!'

'Take up positions on the high ground!'

'Yes!'

Chen Wen leaves with his gun drawn.

He takes a few men with him.

Their mission is to occupy the high ground.

If the enemy does not resist and there is no danger, then there is no need to move. Otherwise, shoot to kill.

For these crack marksmen, a distance of over 100 metres is no problem at all. The gunshot kills the person instantly. They guarantee to eliminate every single one of the enemy. The people below can safely approach.

'Go!'

Zhang Yong leads his men to flank the street.

Since this street is blocked, they will take the side street.

After careful assessment, they can see within their line of sight a total of seven enemies. They are all armed with pistols. They are standing in a scattered formation.

All they have to do is to overwhelm the enemy with lightning speed and force them to the ground.

If the enemy draws his gun, no problem. Just shoot him dead.

Move.

'Go!'

'Go!'

Wu Liupi charged forward.

He was like a tiger bursting through the gates. Finally, he had the chance to wreak havoc again.

The enemy closest to him felt something was wrong when he saw Wu Liupi pounce on him. He subconsciously reached for his gun. But Wu Liupi's sprint and jump knocked him over.

'Ah...'

A scream came from the distance.

Zhang Yong thought he saw teeth flying out from behind.

Then it seemed like a bloody arrow was shot into the air.

He felt ashamed.

This Wu Liuji. Is he crazy?

After lying in the army general hospital for half a month, has his anger level reached the maximum? He just went all out?

And then he looked at the others...

They were all fierce as well. They also went all out.

Some pounced on them head-on.

Some locked their throats from behind.

In no time at all, all seven enemies were dealt with.

No chance to draw a gun.

And no one was hurt.

Capture alive.

Take away.

Interrogate.

'What are you doing arresting those students?'

'Arresting them to go to the Japanese concession...'

'What for?'

'To send them overseas to work as coolies...'

'What?'

Zhang Yong was stunned. Then he thought of something very frightening.

That was the Japanese invaders frantically arresting workers. And then sending them to other places to work as coolies. Even more enslaved than slaves. The farthest ones were even sent to the South Pacific.

Some of the 800 brave soldiers at the famous Sihang Warehouse were sent to an island in the South Pacific to be forced labourers. They were not rescued until after the Japanese surrendered. Unfortunately, only one in ten survived.

Of the labourers taken by the Japanese, less than ten in a hundred survived.

Either they were killed resisting.

Or they died from exhaustion.

Or they died from disease...

In short, basically no one who was taken by the Japanese had a chance of returning.

'Did Wang Zhulin order you to arrest them?'

'Yes...'

'You son of a bitch!'

Zhang Yong subconsciously drew his sword. But he realised he couldn't move it.

Damn. He still couldn't put any strength into his shoulder.

He could only wave his hand fiercely.

Wu Liuqi immediately understood. He immediately led the men and dealt with all the traitors.

They were all the backbone of Wang Zhulin and were extremely guilty. They deserved to die.

Release those students.

Upon inquiry, they were actually from Nankai University.

That's amazing.

'One of your seniors will be praised for thousands of years...'