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Chapter 930 Codename Desert(1/2)

December 18, 1938, 10 a.m.

Chongqing is calm.

The Chairman's work schedule for this day is to leave the official residence at 10:10 and take about 20 minutes by car to reach the camp.

Then inspect the work and listen to reports.

11:30, lunch.

Take a half-hour break and continue listening to the report until 12:50.

At 1 p.m., he will give a speech to camp staff.

At 12 noon on the same day, Wang Jingwei will leave Chongqing for Kunming.

According to the plan reported by Wang Jingwei to the National Government, he would stay in Kunming for two days, give the same anti-war speech, and then go to Chengdu to stay for two days before returning to Chongqing.

Nothing seems out of the ordinary.

The weather in Chongqing is good today.

All the National Government office buildings are also operating normally.

However, early in the morning, there were some strangers in the building.

This is Wang Nanxing, an agent commanded by Old Bacon.

A lot of agents from the Operations Division were dispatched.

In the office of the Chief of the Operations Section of the Military Command Bureau not far from here, Meng Shaoyuan was anxiously waiting for the news.

Luo Jianhe also came to work early this morning.

Just like any other day, he looked at today's work seriously and responsibly, and then asked his subordinates to complete it one by one.

Throughout the government building, Luo Jianhe's diligence and conscientiousness are well known.

After being busy until noon, Luo Jianhe went to the cafeteria to eat. When he saw people he met, he would say hello affectionately.

Not only does he work seriously and responsibly, but he is also kind to others, and his popularity is well-known in government buildings.

When the Nationalist Government moved its capital to Chongqing and chose it as the government building, someone soon recommended Luo Jianhe.

Then, Luo Jianhe became the deputy section chief of the General Affairs Section of the National Government Office Building from his previous position as Chief of the General Affairs Section of the Chongqing Government.

After dinner, as usual, he would find Chen, the squad leader of the driver's class next door, and play a few games of chess.

Continue to work in the afternoon.

It's like this every day, and it can't be shaken.

Today he and Lao Chen played three games in total, winning two and losing one.

He is in a good mood.

After returning to the office to process the documents, he stood up and said, "I'm going to check the sanitation work. Someone will inspect it tomorrow."

"I'll go, Deputy Section Chief Luo."

"No, no, I'll go, I'll go."

Luo Jianhe said cheerfully: "I don't trust you young people to do things."



"Sir Meng, it's time to eat."

A large bowl of white rice, covered with large pieces of meat, more fat and less lean.

"I don't get tired of eating this every day." Meng Shaoyuan frowned.

"I don't know how many people in Chongqing are jealous of this."

"Yes, after the government moved the capital to Chongqing, the population increased suddenly and there was a serious shortage of supplies."

Meng Shaoyuan took a bite of the meat, but he really didn't want to eat it, so he put it into Li Zhifeng's bowl: "You guys eat more. We are here. If nothing else, the food and accommodation are guaranteed."

"It's not possible in the army."

Li Zhifeng took a big bite of the fatty meat and ate it with relish: "When we were fighting on the front line, supplies from the rear often failed to arrive. Sometimes even Commander Xue wouldn't eat, and he shared the joys and sorrows with the brothers. The brothers were always hungry.

My stomach is fighting."

"Don't worry, the hard days will pass slowly."

Meng Shaoyuan put down his job and lit a cigarette: "The Soviets have provided us with assistance, and in a while, there will be assistance from the Americans. Sooner or later, our national army will be fully equipped with American equipment.

American canned beef and powdered milk.”

The two of them were eating and chatting there.

No one who passed by gave them a second glance.

Tell me, what’s so interesting about two people squatting on the side of the road, holding bowls and eating?



"Your Excellency, Chief of Agency, it's 12:30."

Kitaoka Mazhi put down the book in his hand: "Are you all ready?"

"Yes, Your Excellency, Agency Chief, everything is ready."

"Today's action is very important. We must be cautious and careful to avoid any accidents."

"Please rest assured, Your Excellency, Agency Chief, with your command we will not fail!"

"Then, let's start taking action!"



The plane left Chongqing Airport.

Wang Jingwei glanced out the window.

Gone, gone.

After leaving, I still don’t know when I will return to Chongqing.

Will it be safe along the way?

Wang Jingwei glanced at Meng Baifeng beside him.

Meng Baifeng is reading an English novel intently.

"Dushan, what else should you read?"

"Ah, Uncle Tom's Cabin." Meng Baifeng couldn't take his eyes away: "It was written by an American."

"I've heard that it seems to be about black people?"

"Yes, a novel written by a woman tells the story of how black people resisted after being oppressed."

"Tell me, will Long Yun make things difficult for us after we arrive in Kunming?"

Wang Jingwei's voice was full of worry.

Meng Baifeng finally closed the book: "Mr. Wang, none of us know what will happen, but my mission is to deliver Mr. Wang safely to Hanoi."

Wang Jingwei nodded: "If I cross the mountain, it will be like having thousands of troops!"



National Government Office Building, 1 noon.

Luo Jianhe took out the key and opened the door of the utility room.

Only he has this key.

As soon as I opened the door, a strange smell hit my nose.

Luo Jianhe didn't care at all.

He quickly moved the debris away.

There are wooden boards nailed to the wall.

Luo Jianhe took out the claw hammer that he had prepared long ago and worked skillfully...



"Finished?"

"Finished!"

"After eating, get ready to work." Meng Shaoyuan stood up.

"Deputy Section Chief Wang has already started taking action, right?"

"It's almost time. It's time for Luo Jianhe to take action."

Meng Shaoyuan checked the time: "Beigang Mazhi has also set off."


To be continued...
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