"What is this place?" Zheng Weilong asked.
"Qingmei Tea Club." Lu Xingge said, "There is a room on the second floor of the tea club. You can observe the door of Yang Fuyuan's private house. From here, the tea club is more than a hundred steps away from Yang Fuyuan's private house. I am still sure."
"What I want is not sure." Zheng Weilong said sternly, "I will hit it with one blow! This is also the order of the Seizure!"
"Yes, I promise to shoot Yang Fuyuan, the traitor, in the head!" Lu Xingge saluted and said with a serious expression.
"Very good!" Zheng Weilong smiled and nodded slightly, "What he wants is this momentum!"
Cheng Qianfan and Qiao Chuntao walked side by side on the road, and the snowflakes seemed to be smaller.
Cheng Qianfan turned his head and looked at the private room in the cafe they were staying just now.
He observed the situation around him again and whispered to Qiao Chuntao: "Taozi, tell me, if our target is at the window and we want to shoot this person, where should the gun be installed?"
Although he didn't understand why the team leader suddenly asked this, Qiao Chuntao quickly glanced around him, and in the snow, he looked to the direction to his right.
He whispered, "There is a church there. I have observed that there is a utility room on the second floor of the church. No one would go there. There is a shooting angle there. The only problem is that the distance is a little far away, and the gunman who needs to perform the mission has excellent shooting skills."
Cheng Qianfan glanced casually and saw that there was a Jewish church there.
Qiao Chuntao's views are similar to what he sees. Cheng Qianfan has two shooting alternatives in his mind, and he is more inclined to choose a church here.
He raised his eyebrows and said, "What about the evacuation plan? There are quite a few people near the church. How can you escape without attracting the attention of people around you? It's not easy."
Qiao Chuntao was silent for a moment, bent down and grabbed a handful of snow, holding it in his palm. The snow gradually melted by the heat in his palm, and water dripped.
Then he replied, "Team leader, others can't do it, I can."
Cheng Qianfan was slightly stunned. He looked at Qiao Chuntao for a while and laughed loudly, but he refused to comment on Qiao Chuntao's reply.
"Can't get closer." Qiao Chuntao whispered, "The Japanese soldiers set up a wooden sign there, and the Chinese crossed that line and they would shoot and drive away."
Cheng Qianfan looked over and saw that about thirty steps away, a sign was erected on the ground. Under the cover of snowflakes, he could only vaguely see the word "Zhi".
"It was the 'Chinese people crossed the line and died'!" Qiao Chuntao said coldly.
Cheng Qianfan didn't say anything, biting the teeth of the cigarette mouth and exerted force. He glanced at the wooden sign with a cold expression. He made a horrible sound in his mouth: Dogs and miscellaneous!
Cheng Qianfan spitted off the cigarette butt in his mouth, stepped on it, and bent down to pick it up.
This cigarette just now was not something that was seen in the market, but was the French cigarette he casually used from Pete today. This rare cigarette has a certain direction and must be careful.
Qiao Chuntao has found a temporary place to settle in advance near Huade Road.
"The owner of this house went to visit relatives." Qiao Chuntao said.
"Have you found out clearly?" Cheng Qianfan glanced at him and asked. If the owner suddenly came back and blocked them in the house, it would be a bad thing.
"I've found out clearly, the owner of the house can't come back." Qiao Chuntao said, "They went to Nanjing to visit relatives before."
Cheng Qianfan's face turned gloomy and he stopped asking questions.
Under the leadership of Qiao Chuntao, I visited the courtyard.
This is a courtyard with a large area, with two entrances and two entrances. In addition to the main hall, wing room, guest room, kitchen and utility room, there is also an ancestral hall in the backyard.
This should be the ancestral hall of this family. The ancestral hall is lined with tablets of ancestors, because some days no one has cleaned it, and there is a layer of floating dust on the tablets.
Cheng Qianfan stepped back respectfully and bowed to the tablet.
Don't blame me for disturbing today.
Wait until the Japanese pirates are eliminated in the future and come to worship again.
Qiao Chuntao stood there without coming to worship. When he left, he dragged back two steps, turned around and looked at the ancestral hall, looked at the neat tablets, bowed deeply, and then turned around and left.
...
Cheng Qianfan and Qiao Chuntao placed maps on the Eight Immortals table in the main hall, and the two were studying the action plan to attack the Japanese military horse farm.
It was mainly because Qiao Chuntao was talking and Cheng Qianfan was listening, and he spoke from time to time to point out the shortcomings of a certain idea.
Qiao Chuntao knew that this was the team leader who was studying and taught him.
His expression was very serious. Even if the idea proposed was repeatedly pointed out by Cheng Qianfan and rejected it, he did not look impatient at all, but his whole body looked even colder.
"Why don't you retreat here?" Cheng Qianfan pointed to the map.
"Tilanqiao Prison is a place where heavy troops are deployed in the public concession. When we evacuate here, we may be attacked by both sides by the British and Japanese." Qiao Chuntao said.
"Not bad." Cheng Qianfan nodded, "I'm very happy that you can think of this."
"However, you have ignored one thing. The British and Americans are also extremely vigilant about the Japanese." Cheng Qianfan continued.
"Team leader, what do you mean is that the Tilanqiao Prison will not stop us from retreating?" Qiao Chuntao glanced at Cheng Qianfan, "I wish my subordinates bluntly said that the team leader's idea is very naive. Foreigners are all bad species and they are unreliable."
"Taozi." Cheng Qianfan looked at Qiao Chuntao and sighed, "Your ancestors have accumulated virtue. When you come to my subordinates to do things, you are the only temper and mouth..."
Qiao Chuntao seemed to have a difficult 'pleasant' smile on his cold face, "The team leader can accommodate me."
Cheng Qianfan picked up the pencil and drew a Z-shaped route on the map.
"Do you understand?" he asked.
Qiao Chuntao stared at the map and frowned and thought.
Cheng Qianfan painted this route very cleverly.
The team evacuated towards Tilanqiao, but it did not approach Tilanqiao Prison too much.
Spend!
Qiao Chuntao thought of this word.
This distance is enough to cause Tilanqiao Prison to face a great enemy, but it is not exciting for them to launch an attack.
Then a slash shifted around Tilanqiao Prison.
This is equivalent to teasing Tilanqiao Prison for a moment, but it doesn't really take action.
Then, we moved forward safely and passed through the defense area of ​​Tilanqiao Prison, and then passed through a bridge, and then arrived at the established evacuation site.
"Is the batch of Japanese equipment I got last year still there?" Cheng Qianfan asked.
"At." Qiao Chuntao nodded. This was part of the Japanese equipment that Haozi secretly intercepted during the rush to transport supplies at the Shanghai Station of the Secret Service.
At the same time, his eyes lit up and he captured Cheng Qianfan's thoughts.
"Notify brothers that everyone is wearing Japanese uniforms for this operation." Cheng Qianfan said in a deep voice, "A thunder strike was taken at the beginning of the Japanese military horse farm."
"Don't be stingy with ammunition."
"With the maximum firepower, everything is to cause death and injury to the Japanese army."
"Retreat after the fight, follow this route." Cheng Qianfan said coldly, with a smile on his lips, "Get out of here, and when he is about to leave the scope of Tilanqiao Prison, give the prison two shells."
Qiao Chuntao picked up the pencil and gestured on the map.
At the speed of both sides, the Japanese army should have chased almost to the vicinity of Tilanqiao Prison at this time. The special intelligence team suddenly launched a feint attack on Tilanqiao Prison.
They were wearing Japanese military uniforms again.
If your vision is blocked at night, if you don’t do it well, it will cause the British in Tilanqiao Prison to misjudgment. If the British and Japanese fight, that’s fine.
"What a plan." Qiao Chuntao licked his lips, and his eyes were shining. This was an excitement, but it was so cold.
It was at this moment.
"Bangbangbang." The door was knocked.
"Who?" Qiao Chuntao asked with a dagger in his hand.
"I, Li Maolin, the old Li family next door."
Jiang Muzi outside the door said a secret code. Qiao Chuntao opened the door and Jiang Muzi flashed in.
"Team leader." Jiang Muzi saluted Cheng Qianfan.
"How are you now, brothers? Maybe morale is used?" Cheng Qianfan asked with a greeting.
"I have been hiding in the suburbs and countryside for a long time, and my brothers can't go out casually, so I'm so tired." Jiang Muzi said, "I've lost Shanghai and Nanjing. Everyone knows that morale will inevitably be affected. However, they are all good men who are willing to fight with the Japanese. As long as they fight a war, they will be sure of their spirits."
"Okay!" Cheng Qianfan nodded happily.
"Qiao Chuntao, Jiang Dashan obeyed the order." Cheng Qianfan said in a deep voice with a solemn face.
"I'm here!"
"Subordinate is here."
The two said in unison.
...
French Concession, East District.
He Guan was walking quickly in the wind and snow with a briefcase in his hand.
Near the entrance of the alley, he took a look at the tiger stove in Amai's house.
The tiger stove is a small shop that sells hot water. Because the stove with boiling water looks a bit like a tiger, it is called "Tiger stove".
"Mr. Guan, are you off work?" Amai greeted enthusiastically, "Do you want more hot water to soak your feet in the cold?"
"The wallet is shabby and I can't afford it." He Guan said with a smile.
He remembered the scene in his mind when he was scolded by his fiancee Huang Xiaolan.
Once, he bought pork trotters with sauce and a bag of brown sugar.
Huang Xiaolan happily took the candy and then "sorted" him.
Student Huang believes that the two of them are now poor young couples pretending to come to Shanghai to take refuge. In this chaotic world, which poor couple is so 'big-handed'?
He Guan was surprised.
He even remembered Liu Bo and Fang Muheng who had taught him so much before. Of course, let’s forget about Brother Muheng, He Guan felt that Fang Muheng was not as good as him in this detail. After all, he was also from a patrol family.
In Huang Xiaolan, He Guan regained the long-lost feeling of being taught.
He Guan is a stubborn person, but he is not an unreasonable person. Huang’s right thing is, and he is willing to accept criticism.
In the days that followed, He Guan was a little unsure and would discuss it with his fiancée Huang.
He can gain something every time.
In this way, He Guan feels that he has made great progress.
For example, now, if it was his previous habit, he would naturally agree and buy two more pots of hot water.
However, He Guan directly declined and complained that the water price was high. In order to avoid investigations in the police station, his living standards declined again. It was obviously unreasonable to buy two more pots of hot water.
As he said that, he took out the cigarette box, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, pretending not to see Amai's eager eyes staring at his cigarette box, and put the cigarette box back in his pocket.
I touched my pocket again, but couldn't find the foreign fire box.
As soon as he looked up, he saw Amai holding a foreign fire box in his hand and showing a happy smile.
"You made it again." He Guan took out the cigarette box and handed Amai a cigarette, and wanted to get the foreign fire box.
Amai refused. He drew a match himself, and when he first lit it for himself, and then lit a cigarette for He Guan, the matchstick was extinguished.
"Look at you, you should give it to me first..."
He closed his mouth and Amai handed over his cigarette.
He took it, handed Amai's cigarette back to him.
"I'll light the fire for myself first, I can definitely light it myself. If I'm lit, yours will naturally be there." Amai showed off proudly, "Look it for Mr. Guan first. If you don't cooperate well and don't lit it, wouldn't you waste a match?"
Looking at Amai's happy and proud look, He Guan felt speechless.
...
The two of them were smoking and chatting.
Every time He Guan comes back from get off work, he will chat with Amai for a while.
Tiger stoves are mostly open at the entrance of the alley or on the side of the road.
Amai is here every day, staring at several roads with his eyes. Anything that can't be hidden from the store selling tiger stoves.
He didn't hear anything unusual from Amai's words, so He Guan took out the money and bought a pack of tobacco leaves from Amai's cabinet. He carefully carried the tobacco leaves back.
"Are you back?" Huang Xiaolan emerged from the kitchen.
Her eyes were on the tobacco leaves he was holding in his hand.
"Just bought it?" Huang Xiaolan asked.
"Yeah." He Guan looked at Huang and said with a slight show of his life, "Our family is so tight now that I can only smoke leaves."
"Have you bought the old newspaper?" Huang Xiaolan asked.
He Guan's smile was calm and he looked at Huang.
Huang Xiaolan brought a plate of small vegetables and two bowls of rice to the table, ignoring the confusion of what she wanted.
He Guan figured it out and smiled bitterly, "I still think I am very smart. Now it seems that such a good idea with a sudden whim may be considered as poor."
He understood what Huang Xiaolan meant. After buying tobacco leaves, he should buy old newspapers from Amai. The old newspapers could cut out the tobacco leaves.
It cannot be said that there are obvious loopholes in Heguan's approach, and outsiders do not know whether there is any old newspaper or other paper in Heguan's residence.
However, strictly speaking, this does not fit the practice of an old cigarette gun with its own cigarette leaves:
Old smokers who cigarettes themselves choose to buy old newspapers from the store. Some of the store’s old newspapers were picked up, while others said they were cheaply collected. It is the most cost-effective to buy old newspapers from them.
Old smokers who are short of money will try to save every penny.
This is a habit.
If you are not used right, it often means that you can easily cause suspicion.
Huang Xiaolan looked at He Guan and laughed, "I'm too smart, others are not as smart as me."
"Where is Wang Po selling melons and boasting about himself?" He Guan said with a smile.
"I didn't praise you, you took the initiative to fall in love with me." said Huang.
He Guan looked at Classmate Huang and nodded vigorously, "Yes, I like you, we are going to grow old together."
...
"It's too expensive, why has the price increased again?" An old lady accused Amai of selling cooked water for too expensive.
"Old man, it's not that I, Amai, sells expensively, but the price has increased. No wonder I, Amai."
Chapter completed!