I fought guerrilla warfare in the Yimeng Mountains during the Anti-Japanese War

The boatman had a good heart, but he was a bit of a jinx. Before the boat even reached the shore, several traitors wearing wide-brimmed yellow hats appeared. They waited for the boat to dock and then gathered at the bow to check the identities of the passengers.

"Mr. Huang, is there anyone suspicious?"

Old man Huang put the pedal in place and helped the passengers get off the boat.

"Platoon Leader Wang, no, no, they are all residents nearby."

"Please take out your good citizen certificates. We need to check them. Old Huang, don't fool me. If there are any lawless elements here, I will hold you accountable."

"and yours"?

Before Chen Feng could speak, Old Man Huang hurriedly introduced:

"This is the fortune teller in our village. He specializes in telling fortunes for high-ranking officials. He has been traveling for many years and has not had time to get a certificate of good citizenship. I hope Captain Wang will show some mercy."

"That won't work. The country has its own laws and the family has its own rules. Come with us!"

Old man Huang veiledly put the money given by Chen Feng into Platoon Leader Huang's pocket and whispered:

"Platoon Leader Huang, please be merciful. Master Zhang knows many dignitaries. Some of them even drove their cars to the village to express their gratitude. We didn't dare go out to see that scene."

Although Platoon Leader Huang relied on his superiors for power, he did not want to cause trouble. He just wanted to make some extra money by guarding the dock. Even though one dollar was not much, it was enough for his brothers to have a drink.

"Okay, for your sake, Old Man Huang, I'll let him go. Be careful when you enter the city. Not everyone is as easy to talk to as I am. Brothers, let's pack up."

The puppet army left, leaving only Chen Feng and Old Man Huang. Chen Feng took out two more silver dollars and handed them to Old Man Wang:

"Thanks a lot, big brother. This little kid is really troublesome! I didn't expect it to be so troublesome."

Old Man Huang refused to accept the money, perhaps because he had a good fortune. Seeing someone coming to board the boat, Chen Feng stuffed a small yellow croaker into Old Man Huang's pocket while trying to refuse, and left the river with a flag.

Wang Jingwei's office address and mansion were both on Yihe Road. When Chen Feng arrived, he found that Yihe Road was tightly sealed. There were Japanese military police, puppet army police, and even some traitors and spies. He took a quick look and changed direction to avoid attracting the attention of the spies.

There is no chance to sneak into the mansion during the day, so he can only wait for night to come. Chen Feng came to a place a few hundred meters away from the intersection of Yihe Road and observed the movements around Yihe Road.

For a whole day, cars were coming in and out of Yihe Road, and the curtains on all the car windows were drawn, but nothing was found.

As night fell, Chen Feng began to arm himself with a sniper rifle and checked several time bombs, waiting for the arrival of midnight. Over on Yihe Road, it was more lively at night than during the day, and the security was tighter. If he rushed forward from the front, back, left, and right several times, he might be discovered by the sentry. For fear of alerting the enemy, Chen Feng did not force his way in, but continued to wait for an opportunity.

On Mount Meng, Li Yunyan was the first to discover the captain's problem. The New Fourth Division sent a telegram asking Chen Feng about his views on the Franco-Prussian War. Li Yunyan immediately went to the cave where Chen Feng lived. The guard at the door informed him that the captain had gone down the mountain and seemed to have gone to inspect that regiment. If there was anything, he should find the commander of the independent regiment.

Li Yunyan hurriedly found Lu Feihu and explained the reason. Lu Feihu asked for a telegram and told Li Yunyan that he would handle everything.

Li Yunyan turned and left. When she reached a place where Lu Feihu couldn't see her, she slapped her head and shook it cutely. Captain, I'm sure he's gone out to have fun again, but which direction is he going?

Beiping is unlikely, Tada Shun has been bullied badly enough, Nanjing? Anami Korechika's performance is mediocre, and he has thoroughly implemented the policy of not using special cigarettes. There is no reason to shoot him. Tokyo? It is unlikely! Back and forth, plus the assassination, it will take at least a few months to avoid it. I don't want it at home.

Li Yunyan carefully recalled Lu Feihu's expression. He was relatively calm, which meant that the mission was not dangerous. Li Yunyan's eyes lit up. Nanjing, it must be Nanjing. It must be a puppet government. Wang Jingwei established a puppet government on March 3. The captain had no reaction. It turned out that he was holding back. It was still very dangerous to go to Nanjing alone! Li Yunyan was full of worries. If something went wrong, the soul of the Yimeng guerrillas would be gone! Why was he so impulsive?

Can't tell anyone, Song Zihan will definitely tell Chongqing, Shen Honglie is a big mouth, if he knows, the whole world will know, the captain still doesn't trust me, Li Yunyan felt a little wronged, but thinking that the less you know about this kind of mission, the safer it is, she began to think hard again, how to reply to Shen Honglie? If I don't reply, this idle big mouth will definitely come to Mengshan to ask, it's good that the dean is on the mountain, the captain is not here, she is the backbone of the mountain.

After hesitating for a long time, Li Yunyan decided to reply to Shen Honglie. He must not let this big mouth come over. If he came, people might find out that the captain was missing. If she could guess it, others might also guess it.

Li Yunyan privately called the New Fourth Division back, saying that the team leader had secretly gone to the southern mountainous area to inspect the construction status of the Jitai Line. The radio was silent and he could not be contacted. He would inform her as soon as he came back.

Chen Feng waited for three days and finally got the chance. At dusk on May 5, the weather in Nanjing suddenly turned gloomy. In an instant, strong winds blew. Before it got dark, the city was already in darkness. Raindrops as big as beans fell, and then the rain and fog became continuous. Chen Feng felt the strong wind and heavy rain, and it felt that it would not stop for a while. He reassembled his sniper rifle and packed up his time bomb and prepared to start work. God bless him, if there is no chance again, he will have to go back. If he is not in Mengshan for a long time, who knows what will happen.

It was nine o'clock in the evening and the rain and fog showed no sign of stopping. Chen Feng decided to take action. He wanted to finish the work early and run away early. He could still run for half the night. Otherwise, he would have to find a place to hide when the daybreak came. With the whole city under lockdown, he might not be able to go out for several days.

The defense of Yihe Road is still tight, but in such weather, the sentries on the road cannot open their eyes, and the wolfhounds at the intersection have also lost their perception, which is very conducive to Chen Feng's breakthrough. The dim street lights illuminate the wildly swaying branches, and the street is wet. It is not yet the plum rain season, and such weather is really rare. It seems that God does not want this scum to live another day.

There were sentries watching on the street. Chen Feng walked on the trees and rooftops. This area was full of mansions and villas. The trees were tall and full of charm. Chen Feng slid down from the treetops to the rooftops like a ghost, and climbed up from the rooftops to the treetops. The strong wind swayed the trees and the trees were slippery, which tested Chen Feng's ability. After advancing for half an hour, he finally approached Wang Jingwei's mansion. I hope this traitor is inside!

The security was getting tighter and tighter. Fortunately, the roof couldn't be seen from the sentry box, and the eyes couldn't be opened from the street. After a few quick jumps, Chen Feng finally climbed up to Mansion No. 34.

It was almost ten o'clock, and the lights were still on in the mansion, but only in one house. Chen Feng lay down among the trees to check the situation. The window was closed and there was a layer of curtain inside, so he could only vaguely see the figure inside.