Chapter 1523: Awarding the Medal of Qingbai
"However, this behavior is still too risky." Cheng Qianfan said to Song Fuguo, "The old commander must not take risks again in the future."
"In fact, I didn't have any doubts about them." Song Fuguo said, "but this incident happened and after careful analysis, my suspicion increased."
He also knew that Cheng Qianfan was concerned about him, so he smiled and said, "You are right, I will pay attention to it in the future."
"Can you ensure safety when speaking here?" Song Fuguo suddenly asked.
"Captain Song can rest assured that this Zen room is one of the secret safe houses of my special love, so there is no need to worry about someone eavesdropping." Cheng Qianfan said.
Song Fuguo nodded with confidence.
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Suddenly, Song Fuguo's face became solemn, "Lieutenant Colonel Cheng Qianfan!"
"I'm here!" Cheng Qianfan stood at attention respectfully and saluted.
Song Fuguo glanced at Cheng Qianfan and then continued, "Commissioner Jun Order."
With a bang, Cheng Qianfan stood at attention and took a break.
"Here is a Lieutenant Colonel Cheng Qianfan of the National Revolutionary Army who delivered strategic intelligence in the major victory of the Changsha Battle in the 28th year of the Republic of China. His achievements were of great significance and he was specially rewarded." Song Fuguo said.
He paused, looked at Cheng Qianfan, and continued, "Lieutenant Colonel Cheng Qianfan."
"Subordinate is here."
"The honorary order." Song Fuguo said with a serious expression, "The National Government has awarded a medal for the Army, Lieutenant Colonel Cheng Qianfan of the National Revolutionary Army. It has the honorary achievements of Article 4 of the Army, Navy and Air Force Awards Regulations, and has given a medal in the Blue Sky and White Sun."
"Xi Cheng Qianfan, continue to work hard, cooperate sincerely, and serve the Party and the country with the spirit of fearlessness, bravery and loyalty!"
"The Military Committee of the National Government, Chairman, Chang Kaishen."
"This order!"
"Don't be afraid of sacrifice, have great hardships, be loyal to the leader, and be loyal to the party and the country!" Cheng Qianfan saluted with a serious expression and said loudly.
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Song Fuguo put away his serious expression on his face and said with a smile, "Because you are in the occupied area and are surrounded by enemies, I will verbally convey the commendation and commendation orders this time."
"Your medals and certificates will be kept by Boss Dai for you." He patted Cheng Qianfan on the shoulder, "After the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, a grand ceremony will be held to enjoy the applause and honor that should belong to you."
"The commissioner favors him, Boss Dai is kind to him, and the old commander cultivates him." Cheng Qianfan said seriously, and he sighed and said with emotion, "I am also looking forward to coming soon that day."
He said to Song Fuguo, "You don't know that the first time I wore the dress of a senior military officer in our army, I actually took the stage to receive medals and swords from Wang Baihai."
"What's going on?" Song Fuguo asked in surprise.
Cheng Qianfan awarded himself an outstanding student of the CSKA Officer Training Corps from Wang Baihai, and took the stage to accept Wang Baihai's medal and the story of the sword and sword was heard from Song Fuguo.
"When I first saw the officer's dress in Chu Mingyu's office, I was shocked and inexplicably." Cheng Qianfan sneered, "The Wang family can be said to have copied the uniforms of the Central Army, but there is a little difference between the collar seal and the hat star."
As he said that, he shook his head and smiled, "I had long hoped that one day I could wear the uniform of the Chinese Democratic Revolution and return to Nanjing Military Academy, but I didn't expect..."
"There will be a day." Song Fuguo said, and then he asked seriously, "Can you give Boss Dai this matter?"
"Captain Song is determined, how could I make such a mistake?" Cheng Qianfan nodded and smiled. "I filed a record with Boss Dai afterwards and asked him to tell the principal that he should follow the power of the matter urgently and tell him not to be angry."
"It's so good, very good." Song Fuguo nodded.
While he was relieved, he was deeply moved, but he was worried for nothing. Cheng Qianfan was the grandson of the party and the country, and the martyr, and the little village party and the junior brother of Boss Dai. I heard that he was quite appreciated by the chairman. He can be said to be "Silver in the Emperor's Heart". To be honest, Cheng Qianfan's background is thicker than that of him, the old commander.
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He looked at Cheng Qianfan and joked, "Now is a party-state elite standing in front of me who also has the Blue Sky and White Sun Medal and the Third Class Treasure Ding Medal. I am really lucky in my life."
"You are wrong, this old man." Cheng Qianfan shook his head gently, "I have a second-class Yunhui Medal."
Song Fuguo was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "I'm so stupid."
He had once returned to Chongqing to report his work, and Dai Chunfeng invited him to a meal.
As the old commander of Cheng Qianfan joining the Lixing Society Secret Service, the two naturally inevitably mentioned Cheng Qianfan.
From Boss Dai, he learned that he had entered Shanghai alone and awarded Cheng Qianfan the third-class treasure trove medal.
As for the "second-class Yunhui Medal" mentioned by Cheng Qianfan, Song Fuguo did not know about it before.
However, Song Fuguo was very happy that the more medals Cheng Qianfan received, the more he made the greater contributions. As the introduction of Cheng Qianfan into the Military Control Commission, he felt more fulfilled in his heart.
Cheng Qianfan glanced at Song Fuguo. His second-class Yunhui medal was personally awarded by Qi Wu from Shanghai. At that time, he stole Sheng Shuyu's military uniform and wore it. Song Fuguo knew nothing about it, which shows that the relationship between Chief Song and Director Qi can only be said to be average.
This is normal. Director Qi has a relationship with many people.
"Okay, Yunhui Medal, OK." Song Fuguo patted Cheng Qianfan's shoulder again, and his eyes flashed with excitement.
Cheng Qianfan didn't say anything. He knew why Song Fuguo was deeply touched by the Yunhui Medal. Boss Xiao Tao also had a Yunhui Medal:
Second Lieutenant Lu of the National Revolutionary Army was Weiran. In the 25th year of the Republic of China, Qingdao was killed in the country with heroic death, and special awards for the fourth-class Yunhui Medal.
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"Boss Dai asked me to come to Shanghai this time. One of them was to read the commendation for you on his behalf. This job has been completed." Song Fuguo said, "The other job has a long way to go."
Cheng Qianfan knew what other job Song Fuguo said was.
Boss Dai handed over the task of finding the "ruler" to Song Fu Kingdom, to be precise, to Song Fu Kingdom and him. However, Song Fu Kingdom received an order with strict instructions, and he mainly assisted Song Fu Kingdom, and there was actually no mandatory order to achieve.
"As I said just now, the 'rue ruler' has been hidden for many years and is very deep. Unless this person makes a mistake on his own initiative, it is difficult for us to find this person." Cheng Qianfan thought and said.
He handed a cigarette to Song Fuguo, "And this man is very cunning and cautious. It is difficult to make mistakes on his own initiative unless..."
"Unless what?" Song Fuguo took the cigarette, glanced at it, and smiled. He knew that when Cheng Qianfan was an inspector, he usually liked to smoke three turrets. Later, when he became the inspector, he didn't smoke three turrets much. He liked to smoke Marlboro and Hard Gate. Now Cheng Qianfan handed over the cigarette, which was a fairy brand cigarette.
"This smoke is actually good." Cheng Qianfan smiled, "No worse than the three cannons."
Song Fuguo smiled and said, "Then I want to try it out well."
Cheng Qianfan knew that he liked to smoke three cannons, but because of the safety of the joints, just in case, he deliberately chose a lady's cigarette in order to confuse the enemy.
Song Fuguo drew a foreign fire, lit the cigarette, and took a sip.
"So," Song Fuguo said with a slight breath of smoke, "Unless what?"
"Unless there is important information that induces this 'rue' to take action." Cheng Qianfan thought, "and this information must be special, helping us identify and identify the suspect in time."
Then, he saw a smile on Song Fuguo's face.
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Cheng Qianfan instantly understood what Song Fuguo was thinking.
He shook his head decisively, "Absolutely not!"
"I didn't say anything, why can't it be?" Song Fuguo said.
"I don't know you, the elders?" Cheng Qianfan frowned and said, "I will express my attitude first. If you think about using your body as bait, I advise you to give up this idea, and I will not agree."
"Don't forget, Boss Dai is the main call for me in this matter. Your task is to cooperate with me." Song Fuguo said with a smile.
"My old commander." Cheng Qianfan said anxiously, "The news leaked from Nanjing. You almost had an accident at the wharf. It's not stable for two days, and you're here again."
"There are four suspicious people coming out from Nanjing." Song Fuguo blew up the ashes and said, "It is impossible for Hangzhou to be more favorable than the other."
Song Fuguo highly doubted two places about the hidden place of the "ruler ruler", one is Nanjing Station and the other is Hangzhou Station.
Now there is a preliminary doubt in Nanjing, but Cheng Qianfan prefers that there is no "rule" among the four people.
In this way, the "ruler" is more likely to be in Hangzhou.
"Sir Song!" Cheng Qianfan said with a serious expression, "I don't agree."
"This is an order." Song Fuguo said in a deep voice.
Cheng Qianfan opened his mouth and was about to say something. Seeing Song Fuguo's firm expression, he sighed, "I can accept the order, but the action plan must be carefully negotiated. If I think the plan is too dangerous, I will refuse to implement it."
He looked at Song Fuguo, "I will call Boss Dai and report it in detail."
"You little brat, you have learned to complain." Song Fuguo glared at Cheng Qianfan.
Cheng Qianfan glared back without hesitation.
Song Fuguo's heart was soft and there was a warm current of emotion in his chest.
"Okay." Song Fuguo nodded helplessly.
Hearing this, Cheng Qianfan was overjoyed, "That's right. Listen to people's advice and have a full meal."
"Splash the monkey and ask for a fight." Song Fuguo gently hit Cheng Qianfan.
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Qingdao.
Yipin Liu Dumpling Restaurant.
Guan Qide is eating dumplings.
He first asked the shopkeeper for a plate, then took out most of the dumplings from his dumpling bowl, and put them on the plate and cooled down.
Then, Guan Qide attacked the few remaining dumplings.
He was not the kind of eating big mouthfuls, even though his stomach was roaring, he still ate small mouthfuls.
The burly man ate a small mouthful of dumplings and sighed with satisfaction.
At this moment, a diner next to him caught his attention, to be precise, causing him to swallow his saliva.
After finishing the dumplings, the diner opened the sesame cake wrapped in newspapers and ate the sesame cakes in big mouthfuls, and then took a bite of hot dumpling soup. The taste was so beautiful.
Soon, the man finished the sesame cake, picked up a large bowl, poured the dumpling soup into his stomach, and then wiped his mouth and let out a satisfying sigh.
Guan Qide's eyes kept staring at this person. Seeing that this person had enough food and drink but was still sitting there, he couldn't help but feel anxious.
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"Why do I do?" The sesame cake diner noticed Guan Qide's gaze and couldn't help but frown.
"Old brother." Guan Qide laughed, "Your newspaper is useless, can you give it to me?"
"Give it to you?" The sesame cake diner looked Guan Qide up and down, "Are you literate?"
"No, no, no." Guan Qide waved his hand quickly, and pointed to the neatly arranged dumplings on his plate. "The child at home has long been thinking about eating dumplings. I wanted to put it in my pocket."
As he said that, he pointed at his body, although it was still neat, but it was covered in dirt and worn clothes. He said embarrassedly.
"You want to make dumplings with the newspaper?" The man from Sesame Sesame Bread understood.
Guan Qide nodded quickly, "Hey, hey, hey."
"For you." The man from Sesame Sesame Sesame Biao handed over the old newspaper that Bao Shaobiao was willing to pass over.
Guan Qide hurriedly took it. When the two people's palms were in contact, a note was quickly placed in Guan Qide's palm.
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When Guan Qide received the newspaper, he sat down happily, that is, he was about to sit down. Before his butt touched the stool, the table just covered the position of his pocket. Guan Qide put the note in his pocket without any trace.
Then, he looked at the newspaper he was asking for joy, looking at the remaining sesame seeds on the newspaper, Guan Qide's face showed a happy expression. He dipped his fingers and some sesame seeds into his mouth, showing a satisfied expression on his face.
Afterwards, Guan Qide finished drinking the dumpling soup in a few sips. He wrapped the cooled dumplings on the plate in an old newspaper and put them in another pocket.
When the diners in the dumpling restaurant heard the man leave, they still muttered that they had made money today and had sesame dumplings, and they shook their heads and smiled.
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After leaving Yipin Liu Dumpling Restaurant for about two miles, Guan Qide observed the surroundings vigilantly, and then he took out a note from his pocket to look at it.
Guan Qide was shocked.
Comrade Liao Hua was actually secretly taken from Qingdao to Shanghai by the enemy!
Thanks to the comrades from the Jiaodong Working Committee of the Shandong Branch, they would have been kept in the dark, and they thought Comrade Liao Hua was detained by the enemy in the Qingdao military police and were still trying to rescue him.
I folded the notes carefully and put them back in my pocket.
Guan Qide's stomach started to growl again.
He has a big appetite, and those dumplings are not enough for him to stuff his teeth.
His hand reached into another pocket, took out the newspaper, opened it, pinched a dumpling and put it in his mouth. Without chewing it, he swallowed it into his stomach.
Guan Qide laughed and said, he did not eat it anymore, but wrapped the dumplings again and put them back in his pocket.
Heidan, Ermi, the boys, had to jump up happily when they saw this dumpling.
These children are the children of martyrs from the 65th Regiment of the Fifth Detachment of the Shandong Column of the Eighth Route Army. Their parents died on the battlefield of fighting against the Japanese invaders. The organization arranged for the orphans of these martyrs to enter the city and handed them over to the family members of the Yizhong Cigarette Factory as their relatives' children to take care of them.
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Turning right in front is Tieqiao's home.
Iron Bridge is his trafficker.
This information must be immediately arranged to be delivered to Comrade Zhu Minxi. Comrade Zhu Minxi was seriously ill and fired from the capital of the cigarette factory. He is now raising his body in the countryside.
I have already seen the Tieqiao home door.
Guan Qide rubbed his hands, and he was about to strode forward and knock on the door, but he suddenly stopped.
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