"I'm afraid it's more than that." Geng Chaozhong shook his head with a deep gaze.

Sato's behavior is a bit strange, but it would be wrong to say that it is completely illogical, on the contrary, as a means of screening, all his arrangements are reasonable.

However, the sensitivity of his profession and the vigilance of being in the enemy camp still made Geng Chaozhong suspicious, but this suspicion did not allow him to make more effective speculations.

Reasonable suspicion and unfounded speculation are sometimes just a thin line, and for a lurker, this is an unsolvable paradox.

Geng Chaozhong shook his head, looked at Yun Wei and said, "It's still the same sentence, take one step at a time." ”

"Hmm." Yun Wei nodded, looking as usual.

Geng Chaozhong is a little relieved, Yun Wei, every time there is a big event, he can still maintain this level of composure, it seems that the training in the past few years has made him a very good agent, which makes Geng Chaozhong's heart feel very gratified.

"The situation in the Soviet district doesn't seem to be very good?" Yun Wei changed the subject.

"Yes, the Red Army now only has a few cities left such as Ningdu and Ruijin, and the battle situation is very tragic, I'm afraid it's only a matter of time before the strategic shift is made." Geng Chaozhong's expression was also a little heavy.

"East, or West?" Yun Wei's eyes flickered.

"I don't know, my judgment is that there is still a high probability of westward expansion, there is Chen Jitang in Guangdong, and Li Zongren in Sichuan, which is unbearable, but it is Yungui, and there is still a certain amount of space." Geng Chaozhong analyzed.

"I think so too," Yun Wei sighed, "The road to revolution is difficult!" ”

"What, you're scared?" Geng Chaozhong smiled.

"No, the road of revolution will always be like this, Mr. Sun has been revolutionary for decades, uprisings more than a dozen times, until the Wuchang Uprising was fully successful more than ten years later, and there are many tribulations such as two Dharma protectors in the future, what is it worth mentioning such a small setback?" Yun Wei's expression was very indifferent.

"Yun Wei, you are really mature." Geng Chaozhong patted him on the shoulder.

"When I was a detective in Nerima District, I seized a lot of red books, and I read them all." Yun Wei laughed.

"Fake public and private, you are." Geng Chaozhong also smiled.

"Sort of, but the activities of the Japanese Communist Party in Tokyo have entered a low ebb, and several leaders are either under house arrest or have fled abroad, and our activities in Tokyo may not be able to rely on them." Yun Wei shook her head.

"And what about the Soviets?" Geng Chaozhong's eyes flashed.

"The police town has been sending people to investigate, but the Soviets are not easy to deal with," Yun Wei's eyes showed a trace of solemnity, "The Japanese are still afraid of foreigners in their bones, and they dare not make a move against the Soviets, for fear of causing international **." Besides, the nationality of the Soviets is too complicated, many countries in Eastern Europe have their people, and so is Germany, and the Japanese simply cannot identify who is more suspicious. ”

"Don't rush, take your time." Geng Chaozhong raised his eyes and looked out the window.

Yun Wei immediately understood, got up and said goodbye.

Geng Chaozhong's gaze was a little solemn - the Soviets, the Japanese, the secret service, the police town, the special high school, everything was like an intricate fog, shrouding the future ahead, Geng Chaozhong didn't know what would happen, and this was also the most complicated situation he had faced in his life.

..........

On 1 August, with the return of the last batch of Taiwanese students, the opening ceremony of the spy training center was finally officially held, and the teaching team of about 20 people and more than 300 students all gathered on the football field in front of the first floor of A. On the temporary rostrum, there were several veterans including Chief Hashimoto, Major General Sato, and Gu Di Huaxiong.

"Welcome to Mitsui Iron Works," Sato took the lead on the podium, "I'm afraid you already knew that this was a paramilitary organization before you came, but I tell you now that it is not enough to describe this school as a paramilitary organization!" ”

There was a slight commotion from the audience, but under the reprimand of the instructor, the scene immediately quieted down again.

A grim smile appeared on the corner of Sato's mouth, raised the big horn in his hand, and continued to speak:

"What you have to face is the most brutal training and the most realistic combat mission, during this period, some people may die, some people may be disabled, but this is not all, I can guarantee that you will gain more than you lose!"

With a "bang", the audience suddenly exploded.

"Aren't we here to learn radio technology?"

"What you told me before was the best machine building school in Tokyo!"

The audience was furious, and the voices of the crowd could no longer be suppressed, but only when they heard the sound of "bang", an officer on duty shot him into the sky!

The scene immediately fell silent, and everyone realized that this was no joke!

"That's the first lesson we told you, never trust what others say," Sato's voice echoed across the empty court, "but as I said earlier, your family will be treated favorably, your future will be fully secured, do you know how much rice is in Tokyo right now?" First-class rice costs 60 yuan per liter, and third-class rice costs 40 yuan! The monthly salary of a first-class soldier in the empire is 9 yen, which is already a rare high salary in the empire. But do you know how much you can get paid once you graduate? ”

The audience fell silent, and everyone was aroused by Sato's curiosity.

"100 yen per month!" Sato waved his arm violently.

There was a "whoosh" sound from the audience again, but this time the sound was not a shock but a surprise.

Geng Chaozhong smiled slightly.

At this time, the status of Japanese soldiers was very high, and the monthly salary of 9 yen for a first-class soldier was already considered a high salary in the society at that time, which was equivalent to about 1,800 yuan in Chéng Rén yuan, and 100 yen per month, which was about 20,000 yuan, no matter what era it was, it was an out-and-out high salary.

Sato's speech continued: "However, the premise for you to achieve all this is that you are willing to use the most tenacious will to complete the final salvation of a samurai!" This is the salvation of the will, and this is the salvation of the faith! The empire has never been defeated in 2,600 years, and it is precisely because of this belief in victory! ”

..........

Similar to the April 1st meeting of the secret service, the August 1st meeting of the secret service training center was also first delivered by Sato, who was in charge of practice, and then the nominal official principal Hashimoto spoke, but Hashimoto's expression was extremely stiff throughout the whole process, obviously the death of his mother made it difficult for him to be in the mood to carry out school affairs, but in Geng Chaozhong's eyes, Hashimoto's attitude was intriguing.

“てんのうへいか，ばんざい！”

With the sound of the emperor long live the "Teng Kuroka", the opening ceremony finally came to an end, and the next thing was the traditional class division.

There is no name, no number, the code of all the students has already been drawn up in advance, and several leading instructors will lead the arranged team of students away, more than about fifty people, less than only about 20 people, and the least, it is the female student team led by Xiangzi - it can only be full of twenty people.

But in the team of these girls with short hair with ear-length hair, Geng Chaozhong unexpectedly found a familiar face - Kasuga Emiko!