The task was completed very smoothly.

But since last night, I haven't closed my eyes for a minute.

When we arrived at the crash course dormitory, it was already early in the morning.

This is like sleepless for a day or two nights.

I was almost exhausted and paralyzed.

Meng Shaoyuan lay on the bed, and his head was just dipped on the pillow and he was already asleep.

I was dreaming all night.

Sometimes I dreamed that I had returned to my own era, sometimes I dreamed that those Japanese surrounded me and all my guns were aimed at my head.

But even in the dream, Meng Shaoyuan kept reminding himself:

My identity is a spy, and I can't speak a word in my dreams no matter what.

Can't even write a word!

He saw Matsupiri Ion holding a gun at him, then pulled the trigger with a ferocious look on his face.

"Bang"!

Meng Shaoyuan jumped up from the bed suddenly.

Sweat all over.

There is no Japanese, but in your dormitory.

"Have you had a nightmare?"

Forehead?

Meng Shaoyuan turned his head and saw that it was actually He Ruyi.

A basin containing steamed buns fell to the ground, which should be the sound of gunfire in my dream just now.

"Old, clumsy."

He Ruyi leaned over and picked up the basin and steamed buns: "It's noon. I saw that you were not awake yet, so I went to the cafeteria to get you a meal. Today there are braised pork ribs in the cafeteria, which are very fragrant."

It's noon?

Good guy, how long have you slept this time?

In a tray, one meat, two vegetables, one soup, plus two white steamed buns.

Meng Shaoyuan quickly got up and washed up.

He Ruyi said while peeling the steamed buns that had just fallen to the ground:

"Xiao Meng, Li Liangde has already made a report on the situation with me. He did a good job. The fake information was sent out, and you also got the trust of Matsupi Ion. Unfortunately, as soon as the study is over, you will have to go back. At that time, it will be a troublesome to find 'Cheng Yinju' again."

"It's okay, Teacher He." Meng Shaoyuan put down the towel: "If you need me, I can rush back from Nanjing at any time."

"Well, I can only do this when I have no choice. Come on, have a meal, young people, I can't be hungry."

Meng Shaoyuan took the steamed bun, took a bite, picked up a chopstick dish, and ate it with relish.

After all, I was young, after sleeping for so long, I was full of energy and recovering my strength. I suddenly felt hungry and everything I had delicious food in my mouth.

He Ruyi looked at Meng Shaoyuan who was having a lot of food, and his eyes were full of kindness: "Eat slowly, this old saying goes, you have to chew it carefully and eat it quickly, which will be bad for the stomach."

"Uh-huh."

Meng Shaoyuan said this, but the speed of the chopsticks in his hand did not slow down at all.

After a while, two steamed buns, one meat, two vegetables, and a bowl of soup were swept away by him and they ate them cleanly.

Meng Shaoyuan was satisfied.

"Young people have a good appetite."

He Ruyi smiled and said, "Half-old boy, I'm poor. My eldest son, when he was at home, was 16 years old, a good guy, could eat three big white steamed buns at a meal. His mother always said that half of the food for the family was in this boy's stomach."

"Where is your son now?" Meng Shaoyuan asked casually.

"Dead."

ah?

Meng Shaoyuan was stunned and quickly said, "Teacher He, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

"It's okay, if you die, you're dead."

He Ruyi sighed: "My eldest son joined the National Army at the age of 19 and was promoted to the second lieutenant not long after. Later, he fought with the Zhilu coalition. In the 17th year of the Republic of China, the two sides fought a decisive battle in eastern Henan. There was a Puxiling war, which was said to be a big battle. In fact, the two sides were very lively and banging, but in a big battle, a total of five people died. Unfortunately, my son was one of the five."

This is unlucky.

Meng Shaoyuan knew that when the warlords fought, there would be a decisive battle, and there would be no few people who could die in one battle.

Sometimes the guns of both sides are even placed in the air.

The Marshal Feng and his hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers wanted to sweep the world. As a result, an airplane flew into the sky and manually dropped two bombs. With the explosion, hundreds of thousands of "elite soldiers" ran away.

He Ruyi's son is also unlucky.

"Fortunately, I have three sons." He Ruyi was very calm when he said this: "The second son works in the government, and the younger son is also from our company. He is now working at Hankou Station. You can meet him if you have the chance in the future."

"Where is your wife?" Meng Shaoyuan asked cautiously.

"Hometown." He Ruyi smiled: "I can't read and I'm a rural woman from northern Jiangsu."

Meng Shaoyuan was a little curious: "Teacher, you used to work in Nanjing, and I chose it myself, but why did you leave later? You came to teach in Hangzhou?"

"It's not teaching, it's training spies."

He Ruyi said a little self-deprecating: "I am a man in China and I am a veteran of this industry. I remember when President Yuan was still there, I became a spy. Of course, I was not called a spy at that time... By the way, do you know how the word "spy" came from?"

Meng Shaoyuan shook his head in confusion.

Spy? Isn’t it synonymous with agents?

Of course, the spy is far less tall than the agents sound.

"At that time, during the Japanese spy, Ryutsu Aoki, who was calling for the wind and rain in China, four mission classes were formed during the Japanese-Russia War. Later, the term "spy" evolved from Ryutsu Aoki's "special mission class".

He Ruyi said slowly:

"Where is the later President Yuan? He was the Minister of Training and Governor of Zhili. Ryuchun Aoki wanted President Yuan's help and instructed the horse thieves in Manchuria and Mongolia to uprising the Russian army from the rear and side.

President Yuan thought his idea was very interesting and could find some ways for him. However, no riots were allowed in Zhili Province under his jurisdiction, and he killed two birds with one stone.

As a result, President Yuan selected 30 capable non-commissioned officers from his subordinates and sent them to Aoki for his help in the name of escaping."

Speaking of this, He Ruyi paused for a moment: "I am one of the thirty non-commissioned officers."

"Ah!" Meng Shaoyuan exclaimed in a low voice.

He Ruyi was not ready to hide anything: "Aoki Ryuchun, from the thirty of us, I carefully selected ten of us and organized them into those four mission classes, and I am one of them."

Damn it!

The teacher He in front of him is so old.

"At that time, under the intelligence and cover from a Japanese female spy, Karaqin King's female teacher Karahara Kazuko, the students from our four mission classes blew up and cut off the Liaohe Bridge."

Meng Shaoyuan suddenly discovered that a trace of pain and self-blame flashed in He Ruyi's eyes.

He Ruyi sighed deeply: "Later, the Battle of Olyoyang in Japan ended with a great victory in Japan. One of the very important reasons is the accurate information provided by the special mission squad of Aoki Propaganda.

In a lama temple in Jinzhou, Aoki Ritsuku summoned his subordinates to announce the end of the first phase of the mission. The current task is to still organize the special mission squads to recruit horse thieves active in various parts of the Northeast to form East Asian volunteers and cooperate with the regular army to fight."
Chapter completed!