Cicada Moving

Chapter 483 The future is limitless (Happy New Year to all book friends)

It gets dark very early in Jinling in winter. It's not yet six o'clock at this time, and the Taikoo Stadium is already dark. Naturally, there are no luxurious lighted stadiums in this era, and the people who come to play football have already left.

Even the Chinese employees in the stadium went home early, leaving only a middle-aged white man in a suit standing at the door, pacing back and forth, looking anxiously at his watch and the road in the distance from time to time.

Just when this person was worried, two "domestic" trucks assembled from the Republic of China appeared with black smoke, rumbled to the stadium gate and stopped, and then a person jumped out of the truck.

The middle-aged white man immediately came forward and complained in a low voice: "Dear Mr. Danny Qin, how did you get here? I even thought you were caught by the Chinese. Is everything okay?"

Qin Danny’s forehead jumped, and he replied with a dark face: “Our partners bought two classic cars, and they broke down a few times on the road. Damn it, we were almost discovered by the police.

 Okay, can we go in? Although there are very few pedestrians here, we still have to be cautious. I always felt something was wrong on the way here. I hope this is just my illusion. "

 The middle-aged white man shrugged: "There is no one at the stadium, and it will not even be open to the public in the next seven days. You can move with confidence. The scenery here is good, and Mr. Qin can walk around as he pleases."

By the way, there is some wine from my private collection in the wine cellar. It is a gift from me to all the imperial warriors. Well, if there is nothing else, I’m afraid I have to leave first. I won’t wait for anyone at the reception. "

 Danny Qin took a deep breath, these gangsters were really a headache. Isn’t a secret operation more important than a cocktail party? But what could he do? The other party was a real British person.

He forced a smile and said politely: "Thank you for your generosity. I wish you a pleasant evening. A gentleman like you must be very popular with ladies. Goodbye, sir."

 “Haha, thank you, bye.”

The middle-aged man drove away as quickly as he finished speaking. A group of mercenaries was not worth his time. God knows why the officials in the port city would give a Chinese the rank of sergeant.

Qin Danny looked at the car driving away, and shouted to his men on the truck with an ugly face: "Get out of the car, leave two people to protect the equipment, and the rest will follow me to check the nearby terrain and bring weapons."

 “Yes, sergeant.”

The members of the Chinese detachment promised in unison and began to check the weapons in their hands. Since they were operating in the suburbs of Jinling, they were not arrogant enough to use Thomson and only carried revolvers.

 For reasons that are incomprehensible, the British love revolvers deeply. Even if the only use of this thing in war is suicide, they cannot be made to give up this slow-firing weapon.

As an experienced professional soldier, Qin Danny had already studied the map before the transfer. He divided the people into four groups and went to other directions, while he took the people to the small hill.

In military operations, high ground is the key to determining the winner. Even if he doesn't think that people from the secret service headquarters will set up machine guns on it, he must go and see it with his own eyes, otherwise he can't rest assured.

 He ​​put the Webley revolver in his pocket, led two of his men over the bumpy mud, and spent ten minutes climbing up the hill. In the end, he found nothing but dark bushes.

Qin Danny looked troubled. He was fighting in the jungles of South Asia. He could rely on the traces of disturbance in the humus layer to tell whether someone had walked through it, but the soil here was blown by the cold wind and became harder than steel.

How to check this? Now that they can't use flashlights, it seems they can only come over and take a look during the day. Fortunately, this hill is not large, so it won't take long to complete the inspection.

Having made a decision, he patted the shoulders of his two men. The three of them bent down and covered each other in a fighting formation as they walked down the mountain. No extra sound was made whether they were going up or down the mountain.

 Half an hour later, a small hole suddenly appeared in a bush, and then a pair of bright eyes glanced around. Finally, the bush moved and returned to its original state again.

 “How is it, section chief.”

"gone."

 “Really dangerous.”

"yes."

Zuo Zhong and Wu Chunyang huddled in a small hole and talked quietly. Both of them were a little lucky. If the target had come an hour earlier, they would be able to see them digging a hole with their men.

They would be exposed if they acted like that. With such a big hole, they couldn't explain to each other that they were digging a trap. There wasn't even a rabbit visible on this hill, and even a fool wouldn't believe it.

Wu Chunyang looked a little heavy: "These people are definitely experts. I didn't hear the sound until I walked to the bunker. They should be wearing soft-soled shoes and are good at mountain marching, otherwise they wouldn't be so quiet."

“There are two other points. They are well-nourished and do not suffer from night blindness. They are also used to conducting covert operations in areas with dense vegetation. I did not hear any breaking of branches. Sure enough, they have some tricks up their sleeves.”

Zuo Zhong added, then took out the leaves from his collar and threw them aside: "The target often fights in mountains and woodlands. There are many armies that meet these two conditions. What do you think?"

Wu Chunyang fell into thinking and quickly went through all the forces in his mind, including warlords, neighboring countries, and Jianghu gangs. In the end, he felt that the team in Min Province was the most suspicious. Combining the intelligence from these days, he slowly said: "Section Chief, you are right. There are many armies that are good at fighting in both mountains and forests, but we can use the intelligence to analyze them and eliminate them one by one.

First of all, we have to say that they were sent by the British. It is our secret service to eliminate Salut Xun and the moles of MI2. What these people are doing with the secret service headquarters does not make sense logically.

Furthermore, the execution location of the mass executions is top secret at the secret service headquarters. Obtaining this kind of information requires taking high risks. Their purpose is obviously very clear and they will do it at all costs.

On the day of the execution, the only people present were underground party prisoners and officers from one location. If they were to assassinate someone from one location, this group of people could act anywhere, so why did they do it in a heavily guarded execution ground.

There is only one answer. Their goal was to capture the prisoners of the underground party. To this end, they bribed the British, used the privilege of exempting British ships from inspections to sneak into Jinling, and hid in the warehouse of Taikoo Mathematics.

And the army in Min Province was originally stationed in the mountainous area. During the Northern Expedition, it showed extremely strong combat effectiveness and was known as the Chinese Iron Army. I would not be surprised if the mysterious man was one of them.

At the same time, as Section Chief, you said before, many people from the other party fled to Guangdong Province. This is also consistent with our judgment of the mysterious person through his eating habits. The combination of the two, the mysterious person is an underground party. "

 Good guy.

Zuo Zhong was dumbfounded. When this kid said it, he thought Meng Ting was an underground party member. What does this mean? A mature subordinate must learn to get into the trap on his own. No, he has to hold on for a while.

He pretended to think for a while and asked two questions: "What you said makes some sense, but the two questions cannot be explained. After all, this is related to the subsequent direction of the case, so we must be cautious."

 “Section chief, please tell me.”

Wu Chunyang quickly replied that it was a good thing to be picked on. Learning from an intelligence expert like the section chief was a dream for many people. Those who queued up could go from the Secret Service to the Secret Service Headquarters.

“Well, the first thing is that when the mysterious man came to Aurous Hill, the secret service headquarters did not decide to execute the underground party prisoners collectively. They couldn’t predict it beforehand. How do you explain this?”

At this point, Zuo Zhong changed his posture, knocked his sore thigh, and continued: "The second thing is that the underground party is very poor, which is inconsistent with the fact that the mysterious man is well-nourished and does not suffer from night blindness."

He really wanted Wu Chunyang to regard Meng Ting and the Chinese contingent as underground parties, but he couldn't do it too hastily. The prerequisite for a lie repeated a thousand times to become a fact is that its own logic can be self-consistent.

Moreover, what others tell you and what you think about yourself are, after all, completely different experiences. If you want Wu Chunyang to believe that the mysterious person is an underground party, he must let this guy continue to think about it.

Wu Chunyang over there heard these two questions, thought carefully and gave the answer.

“Section Chief, the underground party may have come to Jinling to wait for an opportunity and have no specific mission. After contacting Meng Ting, they received news of centralized executions and decided to carry out armed rescue.

As for the problem of nutrition, it is easy to explain. These people are all elite soldiers with great abilities. It is not difficult to make money. The big businessmen in the south like to hire guards, and they pay very high wages. "

After he finished speaking, he asked nervously: "Section chief, this is my opinion. I don't know whether you agree with it or not. It's better to go down tomorrow and grab a tongue and ask. If you send a few more people, there should be no problem."

 Zuo Zhong felt happy, OK, now the last two loopholes have been closed. The task record will contain the final judgment made by Wu Chunyang. What does it have to do with Section Chief Zuo, a cadre of the party and state?

Letting the other party take the blame this time was just for safety reasons. It was normal for problems to arise in the investigation of the case. Shangfeng knew that he could only give him a few words of reprimand and take care of himself, so that the other party's future promotion would not be affected.

So he chuckled softly and said in a pleased tone: "Chunyang, you performed well today. If this continues, your future will be bright.

 Forget about scratching your tongue. I trust your judgment about them. The underground party is very vigilant. There are only 14 people in total. One missing person is very conspicuous.

 Hurry up and take a rest. Someone will help us in the middle of the night. I estimate that a plan will start soon. After all, Xu Enzeng is already eager to go. "

“Yes, thank you section chief for the compliment.”

Wu Chunyang breathed a sigh of relief and felt happy. The section chief really valued him. He entrusted him with such an important task. He must perform well this time and not embarrass the section chief.

 Besides, Danny Qin and others returned to the clubhouse and immediately prepared equipment in the wine cellar. Thomson, Lee Enfield, smoke bombs, and Mills grenades, these people were armed to the teeth.

Since they are not fighting within the British sphere of influence, weapons such as revolvers can still be carried with them. Submachine guns and rifles can only be disassembled and packed in bags. All they have to do now is assemble them.

 (End of this chapter)