When the time came to twelve o'clock, there were suddenly a few more people in the garden of Zuibaichi. In the eyes of professionals such as the Political Security Bureau, their performance was too eye-catching and too bad.

It is not the leisurely pace of tourists at all. He is wearing sunglasses and is still looking around, and he is cautious in his movements. He can tell at a glance that there is something wrong, or in other words, he is afraid that others will not know there is something wrong.

There were two people in one group and three people in the other group. They didn't seem to know each other, but the distance was not far away and they were holding the newspaper of the day in their hands.

"The current agents of the Military Intelligence Bureau have too impetuous work styles, too poor practical experience, and their psychological quality is not as good as the special training class. This is a typical flaw in the special training class. The students are prone to copy dogmatism, which is not like the group of us who have been through the battlefield for a long time and were sent to an important battlefield." Luo Mengxiang couldn't see it.

"Lao Luo, there were only a few people in our secret service office at the time, and now there are so many people in the Military Control Bureau. It has expanded by more than a hundred times. With more people, we can only train this way. They just lack training. If they are given enough time, they might be good seedlings." Wan Lilang said with a smile.

At this moment, Chen Gongshu came to Zheng Tingxian's residence anxiously. He was called to Mara Villa by Wang Zhen just now. He knew what was going on. The Bureau Headquarters sent a radio station and a radio operator to the Shanghai Stock Exchange. The Political Security Bureau found out.

It’s simply incredible. What channel will the Political Security Bureau learn about such a confidential matter? Could it be that there are nails laid in the suburbs of Shanghai intelligence station?

"What? The direct-affiliated station found that the Political Security Bureau set up an ambush in Zuibaichi? How is this possible? The news was sent separately by the bureau headquarters to the suburban radio station of the suburban intelligence station, and it was also the stationmaster of the suburban intelligence station who contacted me alone. How could Wan Lilang know?" Zheng Tingxian was immediately anxious.

"This is an emergency news specially reported to me by the direct station. I dare say it is true. The other party will not use unverified intelligence to tell the matter. If there is a problem with the leak of the telegram, it must not be from our Shanghai Stock Exchange Intelligence Station, but from the Shanghai Suburbs Intelligence Station."

"Don't forget that some time ago, they were cracked two radio stations by the Political Security Bureau and the Japanese, and even the main radio station was taken away, and eleven people were arrested. If the Political Security Bureau found a breakthrough in these people, it would be difficult to say such a thing." Chen Gongshu said.

When Chen Gongshu was in the first district of Shanghai, he probably knew that the address of the Shanghai suburbs of Shanghai intelligence station was in the Sheshan area, but he had never been to the intelligence station's station's location, and the other party kept the secrets quite strictly.

The Political Security Bureau cannot find the station of the Shanghai Suburbs Intelligence Station. The most common operation method is to follow the clues after catching people and secretly smash nails in the Shanghai Suburbs Intelligence Station. But this is their own business. It is difficult for the Shanghai Stock Exchange Intelligence Station to make a statement casually, which may lead to a rigid relationship.

"Oh no, our station inspector Zhou Wensen and a liaison officer were sent to Zuibaichi to pick up the radio station and the radio operator. Wouldn't you fall into the trap now?" Zheng Tingxian had no idea.

"Things are not completely out of control. After hearing this information unexpectedly, the direct station sent someone to rescue him. I hope it can still be too late." Chen Gongshu said.

First, two young men carrying boxes entered their sight. Wan Lilang took out the cigarette, lit it with a lighter, and slowly vomited a cigarette ring. He knew that this was the most common routine. The four radio operators and the four radio stations were divided into two groups. One group came in first. If there was a situation, the other group could escape.

After waiting for a few minutes, the two radio operators in the first group had already started talking to the two groups of people. Another group of men and women appeared with boxes and came to the three people without hesitation to form the group. It was a perfect time!

Wan Lilang smiled slightly, threw away the cigarette butts, and sent a signal to his subordinates to move. In just a few seconds, the Political Security Bureau agents who pretended to be tourists and the ambush agents, almost at the same time, pulled their guns and rushed to the front of these people. More than 20 people and more than 20 pistols came perfectly to catch them all.

The nine people at the scene were stunned and actually became dull. What was going on?

"Thank you all, we are the Intelligence Department and Operations Department of the First Bureau of the Political Security Bureau. Please do not resist unnecessary damage. This will only cause unnecessary harm to you. Please take out the gun yourself and don't make us too embarrassed!" The intelligence department chief of the First Bureau said proudly.

Qian Yuguang, deputy stationmaster of the Shanghai Suburbs Intelligence Station, was cursing at this moment. He immediately thought that the content of the message sent by the bureau headquarters was leaked, otherwise the Political Security Bureau would not have set up an ambush in Zuibaichi in advance.

But being arrested is a trivial matter. The most important trouble is, where is the deviation? Is it the radio operator in Wuqiao Town or the liaison officer who transmits the telegram, or the liaison officer online, or the Telecommunications Department, Intelligence Department, and Operation Department where there is a traitor?

The Shanghai Suburb Intelligence Station did not keep this news too confidential. The bureau headquarters sent a new radio station and radio operator to the station. This is what many people know, but when it comes to the connection location, not many people know it.

"Take them all back and treat them well, don't." Wan Lilang, who had appeared in the market, immediately flashed to the pillar and squatted down, reached out and pulled out his pistol.

Because halfway through his words, gunshots suddenly sounded, and there were very dense gunshots. Four or five spies from the Political Security Bureau were killed on the spot, seven or eight people were injured in gunshots, and those who were alive quickly avoided.

The nine people who were about to be arrested had a tacit understanding of the situation and ran into two directions, taking out their guns to prepare for the battle.

"Let's all go down and fight back invisibly!" Luo Mengxiang shouted in a low voice.

The opponent's firepower was too strong, and the bullets were like splashing water. I don't know how many people came. At this time, I rushed out to fight with others, because I thought my life had lived too long.

Wan Lilang gritted his teeth and punched the ground. He also understood that Luo Mengxiang's instructions were correct, but what he didn't understand was why this scene happened, which was about to succeed?

The information given by the inside line of Wuqiao Town is completely correct and has been verified, but how did so many people from the Military Control Bureau come from? Did these two intelligence stations have arranged the periphery firepower when they were connected? It is impossible, it is definitely not the case!

You can tell by listening to the gunshots that these are all fully automatic guns, with familiar sounds of Mauser pistols inside, and it seems that the sound of submachine guns can be heard.

Mauser pistols are very common in the Military Control Bureau. Boss Du donated a large number of them, but only the most elite commando of the Military Control Bureau equipped weapons such as submachine guns. It was so scary!

Wan Lilang was a little scared. If he had come out one minute earlier, he might have encountered this raid. Whether he could survive is still a question! He saw with his own eyes that the first person who was shot was the head of the intelligence section and the chief of the operation section, and the two of them reimbursed a pair.
Chapter completed!