Ye Feifei told Geng Chaozhong the current situation of not having a ship, and Geng Chaozhong could only reluctantly accept the reality.

Mopan Township is still more than 30 miles away from Tanchengzi, and if you go like this, I'm afraid you won't be able to go through it tomorrow. Moreover, if the Japanese find out, they will soon be able to chase them along the road.

Geng Chaozhong was sure that with so many people dying in the train cab, the Japanese would not rest on their laurels.

However, the basic highway construction of the Republic of China was very backward, there was no such thing as public transportation at all, and the vast majority of peasants went to the city on foot or by driving a horse-drawn cart and ox cart, in fact, this situation did not change much until after the liberation.

That's right, horses!

"What are you thinking?"

Ye Feifei looked at Geng Chaozhong pondering there and asked.

"Do you know how to ride a horse?"

Geng Chaozhong suddenly asked.

"Yes?"

Ye Feifei replied very simply, "We can't ride horses, we want to be laughed at." I'm a dignified person! ”

"Yes." Geng Chaozhong nodded, "Let's go, let's borrow a few horses." ”

After a while, Geng Chaozhong and Ye Feifei walked out with a "horse".

A donkey and a mule, to be exact.

In such a small village, horses are not easy to find, and it would be nice to find a donkey and a mule!

"The mule is more docile, you come to ride, I will ride the donkey."

Geng Chaozhong's calm and calm arrangement.

Ye Feifei nodded, it seemed that Geng Chaozhong was a master horseback rider, so he gently touched the mule's neck and slowly climbed onto the mule's back.

Geng Chaozhong saw Ye Feifei on the "horse", and no longer hesitated, pressed the donkey's back with one hand, a dashing harrier turned over, and rode on the donkey's back in the blink of an eye.

"Gotta - drive!"

Geng Chaozhong skillfully shouted a trumpet, who knew that the donkey was a rammer, his head was raised, his hooves were raised, and he said "Angzi", and he stood up directly!

"Oops!"

Geng Chaozhong was caught off guard, and was thrown to the ground by a donkey, and he fell directly into disgrace!

"Onz, Onz!"

The donkey happily flicked its front hooves, rolled its eyes and glanced at Geng Chaozhong, grinned, revealing a neat row of big teeth, and smiled!

"You haven't ridden a horse?"

Ye Feifei's eyes widened, seeing Geng Chaozhong's appearance on the horse, he was clearly a rookie!

Geng Chaozhong pouted his ass and got up from the ground, and touched his head awkwardly - that's right, he has never ridden a horse, let alone a horse, and no animal has ridden it, but the train itself can drive, what is it to ride a horse!

I didn't expect this donkey to be so arrogant!

Geng Chaozhong's eyes widened, and he began to threaten the stupid donkey:

"Be honest! Otherwise make you the same as it! ”

The mule next to him blinked aggrievedly.

However, Geng Chaozhong's threat seemed to have an effect, and when the donkey heard that there was a danger of cutting off his children and grandchildren, he immediately became a lot more honest, and let Geng Chaozhong climb up and began to walk forward obediently.

"That's pretty much it!"

Geng Chaozhong nodded approvingly, reached out and patted the donkey's buttocks, and began to gallop on the horse.

"Let us be the companion of Hongchen and live a chic life! Ride a horse and enjoy the prosperity of the world! ”

Geng Chaozhong rode a horse and sang a song, a donkey took the lead, and soon rushed dozens of meters away, Ye Feifei had to pinch his mount fiercely and chased after him quickly.

Running from noon to evening, the hungry two finally arrived in Tanzi City.

Tanzi City is the end of the Red River, but also the mouth of the Red River, under the cover of the sunset, the two of them rode horses and stood on the sandbar, watching the light green river water slowly flow down the brown sand dunes into the deep blue sea, this magnificent scene deeply shocked the hearts of the two people.

How can the great rivers and mountains fall into the hands of the Japanese invaders!

Geng Chaozhong suddenly understood the exclamation of his predecessors.

.........

Island City, White Mansion.

June 15th.

Geng Chaozhong led Ye Feifei back to the island city the next morning.

He woke up from the secret room behind the large mirror in Zhu Muyun's bedroom.

Since Zhu Fatzi left, this secret room has become his exclusive bedroom. Only here, Geng Chaozhong can sleep peacefully without worry, and now he also understands why Zhu Fatzi didn't sleep with Simmons, and preferred to sleep on a hard bed in this dark small room.

When he left, Geng Chaozhong was just a spy of the Party Investigation Section, and when he returned, he had become a multiple spy trusted by the Japanese, the Renaissance Society, and the Party Investigation Section—and if you add the Cheka's identity as our party, Geng Chaozhong's role is even more complicated.

However, Geng Chaozhong is now under more and more psychological pressure.

I remember that in the past, Geng Chaozhong didn't dream.

The current Geng Chaozhong often dreams.

Some nights are dressed in Japanese yellow tweed military uniforms, wearing small cloth hats, and speaking Japanese with a serious face; Sometimes he stands under the blue sky and the red ground, laughing and laughing with Qu Leheng, Cao Guangyuan and others; One day, I returned to Signal Mountain, talking with Zhu Muyun and Lao Zhao while looking at the rising sun far away on the seaside.

However, when Geng Chaozhong woke up this morning, he couldn't remember what he had dreamed. But he didn't bother to think about it, and still closed his eyes, enjoying this rare comfort.

The room seems to be a little hot today.

It's normal to be hot, it's June, and it's not normal if it's not hot.

Geng Chaozhong thought indifferently.

However, if the heat wave is sprayed on your face with one breath at a time, it is very abnormal.

Geng Chaozhong finally opened his confused eyes, and a huge face appeared in front of him, and Geng Chaozhong couldn't help but close his eyes again.

It seems to be still in a dream.

The huge face seemed to speak:

"Get up when you've slept enough!"

The sound is quite familiar.

Geng Chaozhong still had his eyes closed, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile.

The previous dreams were like pantomimes, and the people in them never spoke.

Today's dream is so realistic! Not only can you feel your breath, but you can also hear sounds!

Bang Bang Bang!

Geng Chaozhong felt that someone was slapping his face.

It hurts!

Wrong! This dream is too realistic!

Not only the sound and the image, but also the feeling!

Wrong!

Geng Chaozhong sat up abruptly, his eyes wide as he looked ahead.

He finally saw the owner of the giant face, who was not Zhu Fatzi!

"How did you get in?" Geng Chaozhong was a little frightened.

"This is my secret room, of course I can come in. Not only can I come in, I've been living here for two months, don't you feel it?! ”

Zhu Fatzi sat on the chair next to the bed and looked at Geng Chaozhong with a smile.

Geng Chaozhong rubbed his eyes vigorously, and finally made sure that what was happening in front of him was not a dream or an illusion. He fell headlong on the bed, covered his head with the quilt, and muttered:

"It's okay if you're not dead, I'll sleep a little longer, and I'll talk about it tomorrow!"

"I'll wait for you outside."

There was the sound of Zhu Fatzi pushing the door out of his ears.

Geng Chaozhong closed his eyes and came back to sleep, and when he woke up again, another hour had passed. When he pushed the door open, he found three people sitting in the living room, each with a cup of coffee in front of them.

One person he knew, it was another Cheka member who came to Island City with Suslov, and one of the Cheka's top leaders, the elder Chelov.

The other one I don't know, about the same age as Zhu Fatzi, is also in his forties, with black hair, a high nose bridge, and a handsome appearance, looking a bit like a mixed-race German.

When they saw Geng Chaozhong come out, they all looked at them in surprise, especially the handsome middle-aged foreign man, who seemed a little uncomfortable.

"Don't mind, it's our people." Old Chelov seemed to be trying to dispel the man's fears.

"There are so many guests today!"

Geng Chaozhong yawned.

He was actually quite unhappy in his heart, such a secret place, there were so many people at once, which made Geng Chaozhong feel frustrated that the secret had been exposed.

"You should know this one, old Chelov, you met some time ago. This one," Zhu Muyun pointed to another handsome middle-aged man and introduced:

"This is our strategic intelligence officer of the 4th Directorate of the General Headquarters of the Red Army of the USSR, Mr. Sorge. He's also a China expert, and I think we can talk in Chinese today. ”

Command Fourth Bureau?

This is the same organization as the Second Department of the Ministry of National Defense, and similarly, the relationship between the Fourth Bureau and the Cheka is very similar to the relationship between the Party Investigation Section and the Renaissance Society.

Sorge?

I seem to have heard of it.

Geng Chaozhong thought about it for a while and was sure that he must have heard of this name, but he really couldn't remember his specific deeds.

However, since there is an impression, it should be very powerful.

"Fortunately, fortunately! I have admired the daimyo for a long time. ”

Geng Chaozhong stretched out his hand and greeted Sorge as if he had come to know himself.

Sorge stood up, bowed slightly, and stretched out his hand to shake Geng Chaozhong.

This is a guy with a very diplomat temperament - Geng Chaozhong defined Sorge in his heart.

After Sorge sat down, he cautiously glanced at Zhu Muyun and Chelov on the other side, and spoke in a deep and pleasant voice:

"Dear Chelov, dear Zhukov, I would like to know what is the purpose of your invitation to me here today, you know, I have always had no intention of political struggle, and my teacher, Berzin, was also from the Cheka. I think we're not enemies, if not close friends. Do you agree with that? “

"Of course," continued the elder Chelov, "we have complete confidence in Berzin's character, and even though we have had contradictions, it has never been about personality. On the contrary, I think that Berzin is a man of high moral character and never seeks personal gain. If he were to return to the Cheka, I think I would vote for him. ”

"Yes, I'll vote for him too." Zhu Fatzi echoed.

"Yes, even if I don't know the person of high moral character you are talking about, but after listening to your introduction, I will vote for him."

Geng Chaozhong also agreed with the two of them.

"Thanks, it looks like we've got a consensus." A smile appeared on Sorge's face.

"However," Zhu Fatzi's face changed, "I need Comrade Sorge to give me a letter of approval, who instructed the two people who wanted to kill me at the Harbing Railway Station?!" ”

"There are no explicit instructions. It's just that, Comrade Zhukov, you should be able to guess who did it. Also, you should be able to understand my struggle. ”

Sorge's words looked as if he hadn't said anything, but as if he had said everything.

Zhukov nodded, he understood that it was not easy for Sorge to get to this point.

At least now it is certain that it is indeed the high-level players of the fourth game who want to kill themselves.

"Comrade Zhukov, this time I was ordered by the Fourth Bureau and the Cheka to take over your intelligence network in East China. This is because the intelligence network of our Soviet Union in the Far East is still fragmented.

Between Harbin and Mukden, between the island city and Lushunkou, there are separate situations. Sooner or later, however, the Japanese will have to unite these places, so we will also have to unify the entire Far East and Japan's intelligence network in order to cope with the great changes that may occur in the future. ”

Sorge began to explain something to Zhu Muyun.

Geng Chaozhong understood that his father wanted to integrate the Fourth Bureau of the Red Army and the Cheka and set up a new intelligence organization in order to better grasp the intelligence of the Far East.

This situation is understandable, after all, if the intelligence system fights separately and refuses to exchange intelligence, it will undoubtedly be a fatal blow to a war.

Even in China, the Party Investigation Section and the Fuxing Society briefly merged into a new department: the Military Intelligence Survey and Statistics Bureau.

"So you were sent from above?"

Zhu Muyun asked.

"Yes," Sorge replied sincerely, "I am a person who is acceptable to everyone, and besides, I will not instruct or order you, I exist, only as an information gatherer, and then unify the information and hand it over to my superiors." ”

Zhu Muyun groaned.

Today it was the elder Chelov who asked him, apparently, the elder Cherov wanted to make up for the direct contradiction between the Cheka and the fourth game through this Sorge, and at the same time hoped that he would not retaliate.

However, can you not retaliate?!

Makarov, that fat-brained bastard, really wanted to kill himself. If you hadn't practiced it yourself and reacted quickly, you would have died that day!

Zhu Fatzi has never been a person who is willing to suffer after being beaten, and he must retaliate on Makarov's side, so he has no intention of accepting this order at all.

However, the tasks of the superiors cannot but be carried out.

Zhu Muyun's chubby face suddenly showed a smile, he suddenly stretched out, motioned for Geng Chaozhong to come over, and then pointed at Geng Chaozhong and said to Sorge with a smile:

"Mr. Sorge, I have given him all the information on the island city and East China, you can find him for anything. I am confident that he will fully cooperate with you in all your actions. ”

Sorge was speechless.

It seems that this Zhukov has no intention of reconciling with Makarov at all, but Sorge doesn't care about this either, as long as someone can contact him, it doesn't matter if he is Zhukov or not.

The point is, can this young man in front of him do it?!

"Xiao Geng, you tell him about the results of the past six months."

Zhu Fatzi instructed Geng Chaozhong.

Geng Chaozhong stepped forward and began to introduce his great achievements.

"I killed the two leaders of the Aoyama Mansion: Jiro Ono and Mumito Noda."

Geng Chaozhong first talked about his first achievement.

Zhu Fatzi smiled and nodded-he was sure that Geng Chaozhong must have done a lot of great things in the past six months, at least, these credits are not too little for a young man in his early 20s, but too much! I want to chat with more like-minded people about "{?$article_title?} ", WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chatting about life, looking for confidants~