Headquarters of the 18th Army
"Chief of General Staff, the 28th Regiment handed over top secret information."
A staff officer hurried over and handed it to the Chief of Staff to the top secret information.
The Chief of Staff has been waiting for the top secret information from the 28th Regiment. The information of Comrade Xinghuo is really important.
The headquarters is not sure about the situation of Station 23 and dare not rashly formulate a rescue plan. I have to ask Wu Ze over there.
In the current situation, it is obvious that Wu Ze is very efficient.
After receiving the top secret information, the Chief of Staff couldn't wait to take it apart.
After reading the content, the Chief of Staff suddenly felt his body excited: Sparks had already suffered from incurable diseases.
What a pity, this is an extremely outstanding comrade, and his life has entered the countdown, which is a major loss for the country and the nation.
The Chief of Staff quickly read the contents behind it, and his tense nerves eased a little.
The life of the spark has entered the countdown. If you don’t seize the time, once he dies, the information he controls will lose its meaning.
Fortunately, Wu Ze has already explained the method of obtaining intelligence in the intelligence.
The Chief of Staff did not hesitate and immediately called someone and ordered.
After the order was finished, the Chief of Staff came over to meet the deputy commander-in-chief.
When the deputy commander-in-chief saw the Chief of Staff coming, he looked complicated and he was stunned: "What's wrong? Can't you rescue Xinghuo?"
"He has an incurable disease." The Chief of Staff shook his head.
"Have an incurable disease?" The deputy commander-in-chief was stunned. "What kind of incurable disease is it?"
"Wu Ze judged that he should not live for two weeks," said the Chief of Staff regretfully.
"So what about the information he controls? Is there any way?" asked the deputy commander-in-chief.
"Wu Ze has come up with a solution, and I have ordered someone to do it." said the Chief of Staff.
"Can you bring someone back?"
"This is unrealistic." said the Chief of Staff, "If Sparks did not have incurable symptoms, he could have fought for a while. Wu Ze returned to the 23rd station, and there might be a chance, but now..."
The Chief of Staff did not finish his words, and the meaning was very obvious. If you can get the information controlled by Spark now, it would be a blessing in disguise.
"Since Xinghuo cannot be brought back alive, then his body must be taken back." said the deputy commander-in-chief.
"Well, don't worry about this, I won't let his body fall outside."
...
That night, as soon as A Er from the plainclothes team entered the house, he felt something was wrong.
While calling out his youngest son's nickname, he pulled out his gun.
As soon as A Er took out his gun, his old father walked out of the inner room: "A Er, why are you trying to pull out your gun? Are you going to kill me?"
"Dad, how dare I, how dare I?" A Er quickly pulled his gun away, "I suddenly felt something was wrong at home."
"Come in with me." His old father didn't say much.
A Er felt that something was wrong with his father today, but he didn't think much about it and followed his father into the inner room.
His whole family is here in the inner room.
Old father, wife, and young son.
In addition to these three people, there are also a few more strange faces.
These strange faces looked ferocious, and A Er instantly recognized them. They were members of the Eighth Route Army anti-traitor team.
"You, what are you going to do?" Although A Er's tone was stern, he was obviously trembling.
Generally speaking, the Eighth Route Army anti-traitor team members will not be dispatched easily.
Once it is launched, it means to eliminate the traitor.
Although A Er dared not do anything badly when he was a plainclothes team over the years, he was also afraid of the Eighth Route Army's anti-traitor team.
Unexpectedly, the Eighth Route Army anti-traitors still came to their heads.
"A Er, do you know your crime?" One of the anti-traitors scolded sternly.
"Grandpa Eighth Route Army, you can let my family go, let me go. My father is old and my son is still young. You can kill me, please let them go." A Er's legs became weak and he immediately knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.
He has a gun in his hand, but the Eighth Route Army anti-traitors have many guns. No matter how fast he is, he is not as fast as others.
When A Er begged for mercy, his wife hugged her youngest son and hurriedly knelt down to beg for mercy.
But his old father sat aside with a serious expression, smoking a dry tobacco.
"A Er, you have been a lackey for the Japanese and your hands are stained with blood for the past few years. Have you ever thought about your family at that time?" An Eighth Route Army anti-traitor team was serious, "Now, do you know you have family?"
"Grandpa Eighth Route Army, I was forced too. If I don't help the Japanese do things, the Japanese will kill my whole family." A Er kowtowed like pounding garlic.
"A Er, the Eighth Route Army said that he was willing to give him a way out." A Er's old father spoke.
"Is it a way to survive?" A Er raised his head and looked at several Eighth Route Army anti-traitor teams suspiciously, "What do you want me to do?"
"You can see it yourself." An Eighth Route Army anti-traitor team threw a page full of words to A Er.
A Er walked over on his knees, picked it up and looked at it, and his face was shocked.
He did not expect that the Eighth Route Army anti-traitors team members would ask him to go to the Information Section of Station 23 to contact the Military Control Commission element and let him get information from the Military Control Commission element.
A Er had contacted this Military Control Commission element before, but the Military Control Commission element was in a coma. Zhang Jijun took A Er to examine it. If it hadn't been found out in time that the Military Control Commission element had fallen into a coma due to a terminal illness, the punishment would have been used on A Er's family.
A Er dared not contact this military commander anymore. Now, the Eighth Route Army anti-traitors actually asked him to go again. Isn't this asking him to jump into the fire pit again?
"A Er, it's my fault. I told you to go the wrong way." A Er's old father put the dry tobacco on his way to A Er: "You will go to the Information Department of Station 23 tomorrow and get the information back. In this way, my old bones will be gone and I will not have the face to meet the ancestors."
On the side of Chongcheng, the Japanese have regulations that all traitors' families are not allowed to leave the city together.
A Er's old father stayed, and A Er's wife could leave with her younger son in her arms.
Anyway, the old father has lived enough of this old bone.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Dad, I don't want you to die, I don't want you to die, Dad..." A Er cried bitterly while holding his father's legs.
A Er's mother died early, and even the widow didn't look down on his father with A Er.
His old father pulled him up alone and married A Er's wife.
Now, A Er just asked his father to die for his own traitor, and A Er could not accept this cruel reality at all.
"A Er, don't be sad. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have become a traitor and become a lackey of the Japanese." The old father touched A Er's head with wrinkled hands, "If Dad told you to go the wrong way, Dad would have to bear the price..."
"No, dad, I don't want you to die, I'd rather die, I'd rather die..." A Er cried again.
"Bastard!" The old father slapped A Er in the face, but he had no strength at all.
The old father was full of tears, and tears fell on A Er's face: "A Er, Dad has lived enough, and he is satisfied to see you get married. Now, the Eighth Route Army is willing to give you the opportunity to commit crimes and make meritorious service. This is your chance to abandon the darkness and turn to the light. You can't be stupid. In the past two years, you have also seen traitors who work hard for the Japanese. How many good ends will be? If you are not careful, the whole family will be slaughtered."
"Dad, but I don't want to die. I don't want to die. I haven't fulfilled my filial piety to you yet, Dad." A Er still cried bitterly with his father's legs.
"A Er, if you can abandon the darkness and turn to the light, you are filial." The old father shed tears, and the father and son cried together.
Next, A Er and his family had a reunion dinner, and then A Er and the Eighth Route Anti-traitors team sent A Er's youngest son and daughter-in-law out of Chongcheng on the grounds of returning to their parents' home, leaving only A Er's father as hostage in Chongcheng.
Early the next morning, A Er went to the Information Department of Station 23.
"A Er, why are you here again?" The clerk of the intelligence department registered staff was suspicious when he saw A Er from the plainclothes team coming to register again.
"Everyone can come for the second time, can't I do it?" A Er's face was no longer filled with emotional flaws. He stared at the clerk and said.
The intelligence chief has great temptation. Many people failed for the first time. After going back to think about it, they felt that they had new ideas and immediately came for the second time and the third time. There were many people there.
"You are not worried that you will be unlucky again by then. If you didn't do much, will this person be unconscious again?" The registration staff said, and everyone around them was bursting with laughter.
Before, A Er was troubled by the military commander, and at the beginning, he fell into a coma. Then he was taken over by the deputy section chief and almost peed his pants. This matter spread and was regarded as a topic of conversation after dinner.
"Didn't Deputy Chief Zhang find out clearly? This Military Control Commissioner was unconscious with a late-stage malignant tumor, and it has nothing to do with me." A Er said seriously, "This Information Chief is a high-ranking official. I won't give it up."
"Whatever you do, anyway, if you are in trouble then, don't, hahahaha..." The registration staff laughed again.
After A Er registered, it was his turn when he was about to have lunch, because he was in the team.
Since the Intelligence Department promulgated that the Military Intelligence Department had lived for a short time, the number of people who wanted to come and try increased.
It doesn't matter. You can only queue up honestly. A small official in a plainclothes team like A Er can join the team by relying on his connections. After all, the plainclothes team is directly under the intelligence department.
In the interrogation room of the Intelligence Department, A Er met this Military Control Commission again.
The Eighth Route Army anti-traitor team did not tell A Er that this military commander was the Eighth Route Army's spark, and A Er did not think about how the Eighth Route Army people had a relationship with the Military Command. His old father was already in the city to rush to the city. In order for him to take the right path in the future, A Er could only succeed, not fail.
The Military Control Commission members in front of them looked much paler than before, and their aura became much weaker.
A Er doubted without hesitation that in this situation, let alone living for a month, whether he can live for another week is unknown.
A Er's mother died of malignant tumors in the past.
When I died, my skinny mother's belly swelled like a ball.
"A Er, be careful, everyone is like this. If you accidentally get rid of the person, Deputy Section Chief Zhang will probably not have a second chance of luck." The clerk who stayed here in the intelligence department joked and told A Er.
This clerk is the recorder, holding a pen and paper.
Of course, he is now a idle person.
He has been here for so many days, but he has not recorded a single word.
There is no way, this Military Control Commission member didn't say a word, he could record a lot of things.
"Old Huang, thank you for your reminder." A Er took out a pack of cigarettes and handed them to the clerk.
The clerk took the cigarette without hesitation and patted A Er on the shoulder: "A Er, be careful."
After saying that, the clerk lit the cigarette and sat down as an audience member.
A Er took out a small bottle from the basket he brought, and looked carefully and found that the bottle was full of ants.
Seeing this, the clerk smiled: "A Er, you are so careful that you actually use ants to interrogate people."
"What do you know? This ant has been used well and the effect is also very good." A Er said, and took out some honey and pushed the honey towards the wound of the military commander.
There were many wounds on this military commander, so A Er saved the attack.
A Er turned his back to the clerk, pouring honey while secretly doing a few small actions to the military commander that the Eighth Route Army anti-traitor team taught him.
The honey was poured out, and then A Er put the ant on it.
The ant began to gnaw on the wounds of the military command elements. The military command elements endured the torture. Their form was the same as usual, without any change, and they did not say a word.
"A Er, it seems that your move is not good. Next time, you should change to a better one." The clerk said with a smile.
"Yes, it seems that I have to change my mind." A Er suppressed the excitement in his heart and pretended to curse.
The Military Control Commission member saw A Er's actions and responded.
Moreover, this person is very clever. Facing A Er's suggestive actions, his form is the same as usual, without any changes or flaws.
The only response he made was that his fingers moved slightly, and it seemed that they had some pattern.
Of course, A Er couldn't understand it. He could only remember the scene, go back, and report to the Eighth Route Army anti-traitor team.
I believe that someone on the Eighth Route Army should be able to crack it.
A Er packed up the ants and was about to leave, but unexpectedly, Deputy Section Chief Zhang Jijun came over like a sudden appearance.
A Er suddenly felt creepy. Could it be that Zhang Jijun was observing secretly and did he notice it?
"Deputy Section Chief Zhang." A Er and the clerk hurriedly saluted Zhang Jijun.
"A Er, aren't you afraid of death?" Zhang Jijun stared at A Er coldly.
"Deputy Section Chief Zhang, of course I am afraid of death, but there is no rule that I can't come for the second time." A Er lowered his head and did not dare to look at Zhang Jijun's eyes.
"Raise your head and look at me!" Zhang Jijun said sternly.
When A Er heard this, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart and thought to himself that he was broken. Looking at this, Zhang Jijun seemed to have really seen something.
However, A Er could only force himself to calm down and looked up at Zhang Jijun's sharp and scary eyes.
"A Er, you are very brave. You dare to play tricks in front of me!" Zhang Jijun shouted.
A Er was shouted loudly by Zhang Jijun, and he almost knelt down and called him.
But when he thought of his confession completely, he would die. His wife and children were on the Eighth Route Army side, probably... he could only bear it: "Deputy Section Chief Zhang, you, you, what do you mean, I don't understand?"
"Which you can apply honey on the wound and then put ants. Where did you learn this trick?" Zhang Jijun asked.
"I heard it when I heard people's stories before." A Er Zhan replied tremblingly.
"Don't use such tricks in the future, it's useless." Zhang Jijun's tone suddenly eased, "If you want to be the head of the intelligence department, it is not enough to be smart."
"Yes, yes, thank you Deputy Section Chief Zhang for reminding me, A Er wrote it down." A Er nodded repeatedly.
"You go." Zhang Jijun waved his hand.
A Er fled in panic and walked out of the interrogation room. Only then did A Er realize that he was soaked in cold sweat.
He thought too much, and Zhang Jijun didn't notice his little moves at all. Zhang Jijun was just cheating him.
Fortunately, I carried it myself, otherwise this move... Fortunately, Zhang Jijun bluffed today. If Li Mu was still alive, A Er would have to give up today.
I should go back quickly and write down the rules of the movement of the military commander's fingers.
A Er went out, and Zhang Jijun's eyes fell on the face of the Military Control Commissioner. He observed carefully that the military control official's state and emotions had not changed at all, just like before.
Zhang Jijun couldn't help but wonder in his heart: Didn't the Eighth Route Army undercover come to contact this person? He was going to die. If he had control of important information in his hands, would the Eighth Route Army be willing to make these information meaningless?
"Are you gaining anything?" Zhang Jijun suppressed his suspicion and turned his head to ask the clerk. He believed that the Eighth Route Undercover would definitely come to contact this person.
As long as the Eighth Route Undercover contacts this person, there will definitely be flaws in his emotions.
"What, or nothing is said." The clerk shook his head.
"Feed him something and continue in the afternoon." Zhang Jijun left a word and walked out.
...
On the side of A Er, he successfully left the 23rd station. He did not take it lightly and retracked it several times based on his experience.
He completely confirmed that Zhang Jijun had not sent anyone to follow him, so he felt relieved.
He found a safe place, took out paper and pen and immediately wrote down the rules of the movement of the military commander's fingers.
A Er quickly wrote down most of the pieces, and then began to scratch his scalp: "How is the back of his fingers moving..."
A Er thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't remember it anymore.
This does not mean that A Er has a bad memory or a poor memory. It is impossible for him to climb to the team leader of the plainclothes team.
A Er has a good memory. Although he can't remember everything, he can recall the scenes he has seen.
But this time, he really can't remember it.
The main reason is that I was suddenly frightened by Zhang Jijun and was so scared that I forgot.
In the end, A Er had to go back to submit the matter with the records of most of the rules.
That Zhang Jijun was so scary. He gave Ah twenty courage, so he didn't dare to go back and continue to make trouble.
The Eighth Route Army anti-traitors got the rules of A Er's record, and their expressions were still very excited.
Unexpectedly, I could actually get important information from Xinghuo.
"Grandpa Eighth Route Army, I only recorded the front part of the rules, but forgot the small part of the back part." A Er hung his head and did not dare to look at the eyes of the Eighth Route Army anti-traitor team members.
When the Eighth Route Army anti-traitors heard this, they did not blame him: "A Er, you performed very well."
"Then, then, I don't have to go again, right?" A Er asked carefully.
"No need for now." The Eighth Route Army anti-traitor team shook their heads, "Remember, you are pretending to be fine now, and do whatever you should do. If you find something wrong with the intelligence department, you will bring your old father to us immediately."
The Eighth Route Army anti-traitors must send this information back immediately to see if there is a way to crack it.
If it cannot be cracked, I'm afraid A Er will try it again.
Therefore, at this stage, A Er cannot retreat, so he can only continue to stay here and do whatever he should do, so as not to find that A Er has left his post, and this flaw will emerge.
If so, the information from above was cracked, then A Er and his old father could retreat.
The Eighth Route Army anti-traitor team had a way to get A Er's old father out, but now it is not the time to tell him.
Sometimes, surprises can make people loyal.
"Can you bring my old father out of the city together?" A Er keenly captured another meaning in the other party's words.
"You go back first." The Eighth Route Army anti-traitor team didn't say much.
"Okay, okay, you have any instructions? Find me at any time." A Er left with hope.
Chapter completed!