After the second assassination attempt, Muto didn't delay even a minute and went straight to the next contact point. I changed my clothes there, and immediately rushed to the New Yellow River Ferry with a few descendants! Muto knew very well in his heart that nothing could be done. After two consecutive assassinations, if Ren Laifeng still has no actual action, then Ren Laifeng is not worthy of being his opponent.

Muto guessed well. As soon as he left, the armed patrol of the Flying Tiger Battalion was killed! In two minutes, there were five armed patrols in groups of ten alone, and that was fifty fighters!

The last assassination incident caused Feng Wenying to be injured in a sensitive part, and this time when it comes to the wind, he will not let the assassin run away again! The battle began, and after fierce resistance, the Muto assassination team once again continued to prove to the world the stubborn spirit in the bones of the Japanese at the cost of total annihilation.

The assassins are all destroyed, but Ren Laifeng is still not satisfied, chase! Even if he chased him to the edge of the sky, he had to find the clues of Muto.

With the preliminary work of the scouts, it is not too difficult to follow the pursuit. chased all the way to the crossing of the Yellow River, and Ren Laifeng couldn't chase anymore. If you chase it any further, you will reach enemy-occupied territory. It would not be so appropriate to go there to engage in intelligence and reconnaissance, and to cross the river to fight.

Standing on the shore, staring at the turbulent Yellow River for a while, and then looking around, Ren Laifeng noticed that there was a special group of people on the dock. These people have rags on their shoulders, aprons around their waists, and some wear felt hats, these people are the common workers and porters in the docks of the station.

Two porters, apparently fresh from their work, sat there smoking cigarettes as if chatting. Ren Lai leaned over and asked, "Brother, how is the business today?" ”

"Not bad!" When he's not busy, porters are quite willing to talk to strangers.

If Ren Laifeng is willing to talk to anyone, he has a lot of words. Chatting with the two porters, he is just as good as Hu Kan from all over the world. The three of them giggled and talked closer and closer.

"Brother, have you ever seen such a group of people crossing the river today?" He told the two porters about the approximate number of Muto Yuichiro, the characteristics of the clothes he was wearing, and the characteristics of Muto Yuichiro's appearance.

"I've seen it, they crossed the Yellow River an hour ago, and the old Zhang family crossed them with two boats."

"Do you need to see the documents for crossing the Yellow River by boat from our dock?"

"It used to be watched, but now no one cares. What to see? Whoever pays for the boat will ferry. "The porter doesn't care so much, he talks to you when he looks at you, and he can say whatever he thinks in his heart, without the slightest scruples.

This is exactly what Ren Laifeng wants, only in this way can he hear the truth. He chatted with the two porters for a while, and when he left, he gave them half a pack of cigarettes in his pocket. After entering the city, Ren Laifeng did not return to the Flying Tiger Camp, but went directly to the group army headquarters in Longhai Garden, and he asked to see Sun Tongxuan. As a result, Commander-in-Chief Sun was not at the headquarters, and Commander-in-Chief Sun went to a meeting!

This is not the first time Ren Laifeng has asked to see the chief and can't find anyone, and if he can't find it this time, he will have to wait for the next time. Anyway, he was mentally prepared.

It was the beginning of September 1941, and the 11th Army of the Japanese invaders had gathered four divisions and four brigades, with a total of 120,000 troops, crossing the Xinqiang River to launch the Second Battle of Changsha. General Xue Yue, commander of our Ninth Theater of Operations, led 10 armies under his command to wage a fierce battle against the Japanese invaders in Hunan, Jiangxi, and Hubei.

By the end of September, the Japanese offensive was weak and clearly tired. In order to cooperate with and respond to the 11th Army, the Japanese army in North China decided to dispatch several divisions to launch an attack on Zhengzhou.

"Report to the commander, the 35th Division of the Japanese Army has advanced to the Lankao area."

Ren Laifeng wrote a thirty-five on the map. The devil kept moving the heavy troops to the vicinity of Kaifeng, and he couldn't believe that Sun Tongxuan would not notice it. Recently, Ren Laifeng went to see Sun Tongxuan three times in a row, but he didn't see anyone, and he didn't know what this Commander-in-Chief Sun was busy with? A large number of devils gathered under his nose, didn't he have a little mental preparation?

The group army is not in charge, but the Flying Tiger Battalion and its Ninth Guerrilla Zone are up to him. From the moment he heard that the devils were massing heavy troops, Ren Laifeng ordered his ninth guerrilla zone to prepare for war. Preparations for the storage of grain, grass, and ammunition, the construction of fortifications, the mobilization of troops, and so on have been carried out in an all-round way.

In this regard, Lin Xincheng, the deputy commander of the Flying Tiger Battalion, also had a solemn talk with Ren Laifeng, and he asked Ren Laifeng for his views on the current war situation. For Deputy Lin Ying, Ren Laifeng naturally did not hide it at all, and he told Lin Xincheng all his worries unmistakably. As for whether Lin Xincheng reported these situations to Nanjing through his connections, then Ren Laifeng couldn't control it.

On the night of October 1, there was no moon in the sky and the earth was dark. There are only a few stars in the sky, and the visibility is not high. New Yellow River Pipa Chen Ferry. With the undulation of the waves on the surface of the new Yellow River, several small black dots suddenly appeared.

Garrisoned at Pipa Chen was the 22nd Division of the Twelfth Army. Zhang Dali and Wu Xiaoguang, soldiers of the garrison company, were on night duty tonight. At half past eleven o'clock in the evening, Zhang Dali stood on the sentry post and looked out over the Yellow River as usual.

"Xiaoguang Xiaoguang, come and see!" Zhang Dali shouted loudly to his companions.

"What's wrong?" Wu Xiaoguang hurriedly ran over when he heard the sound and asked what was wrong.

"Look, what's that?" Zhang Dali pointed to the black dots on the river that fluctuated with the waves.

"That's? Boat? Wu Xiaoguang was a little unsure, "Who still rowed across the Yellow River in the middle of the night?" Is it a devil? ”

"I don't know, let's report it quickly!"

Wu Xiaoguang stayed here, and Zhang Dali ran back to the barracks to report to the squad leader. The squad leader got up in his clothes and went to the scene to take a look, which also made him startled, and hurriedly called to report to the company commander. As a result, the call to the company headquarters was told that the company commander had gone to the battalion headquarters. I called the battalion headquarters again, and waited for the company commander for a long time before coming over to answer the phone.

"Company commander, I'm Zhang Dali. Yes, it's my time to work the night shift tonight. I found a ferry boat on the Yellow River. It was someone who crossed the Yellow River privately at night, and Wu Xiaoguang and I and our squad leader all suspected that the Japanese crossed the river by boat! ”

The surprised voice of the company commander came from the other end of the phone: "What? Japanese? Do you see clearly? ”

"Nope. It was so dark that we only saw a few black spots on the river. It's not a water fowl, it's not a big fish, we suspect it's a boat. Most likely, the ship of the Japanese! ”

"You can see it clearly, don't call the police indiscriminately!" The company commander's impatient voice came from the other end of the phone, and then the phone was hung up.