On the 56th train, Shi Xin was thinking about his next move as he walked to his box. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info unexpectedly ran into these 76 spies and disrupted the plan to go to Yan'an, although he easily killed them and disposed of their bodies "cleanly", but the hole in the window was an obvious trace, if this group of spies had other accomplices on the train or the conductor of this train was more careful, it could still be seen that the flaw could be seen. Although, this will not affect the safety of the six people, it will definitely cause trouble. Moreover, there are also Japanese infantry patrols and ironclad trains patrolling along the railway, and those corpses will soon be found, especially the corpse that hit the window and must have identification documents on it, and the Japanese army will of course think of what may have happened to the 56th train that has just passed, and the trouble will naturally be even greater.

The best way now is to get off at the next stop, the scum station, and cross the river to enter the territory of the New Fourth Army in northern Jiangsu before the devil can react. But how did they escape the devil's river defense troops and cross the river? How do you connect with the local party organization after crossing the river? He didn't have a clue. was hesitating and had already walked to the door of his box. He stopped—he heard someone standing by the door inside—Mr. Wang just pulled the door out, and when he looked up, he saw Shi Xin standing silently in front of the door, and was immediately startled: "Why do you look like a ghost?" Not at all. He looked around mysteriously, and there was no one around, "Take a step to speak, I have something to look for you." With that, Mr. Wang pulled Shi Xin to the car window.

"Brother Shi is really good!" Mr. Wang's face was full of smiles.

"Mr. Wang has seen it all? See the smile, laugh the laugh. Shi Xin smiled faintly.

"All killed?"

Shi Xin nodded: "If there are no other spies in the car." ”

"And what did you do with your body? Will it be discovered by the people on the train? ”

"Throw it off, and the people on the train won't find out. But the devils are patrolling along the railway line. There was a hint of worry between Shi Xin's eyebrows: "The devil will soon find those corpses." ”

"Then we'll get off at the next stop, the scum! Then cross the river from Zhenjiang, and you can go to the guerrilla area in northern Jiangsu. Mr. Wang said categorically that his words were exactly what Shi Xin wanted.

"But how do we cross the river? There are devil warships patrolling the river. ”

"Don't worry, the mountain people have their own tricks." Mr. Wang smiled mysteriously: "We have to hurry, the scum is coming soon." ”

The thoughts of the two coincided!

……

At 23:59, Wu Sibao and his gang of eight people drove a Ford covered truck stolen from the concession to Tiantongan Road, the license plate of the truck had been changed to that of the Japanese gendarmerie, and the eight people also changed into Japanese military uniforms. Wu Sibao's little apprentice, Jin Jude, used to be a guy in a car repair shop, so he drove the car without concessions. Zhang Guozheng and Wu Sibao sat in the cab with a Japanese knife on their shoulders. After mixing with the Japanese for a long time, Wu Sibao can also speak a few words of pidgin Japanese. But Jang spoke much better Japanese than he did, and it sounded like a pure Kansai accent. Unlike Wu Sibao, who often says something that Japanese people don't understand, and Chinese don't understand, "Wu Ji Japanese".

Located on the east side of the intersection of Tiantongan Road and Gurdian Road, the Shanghai branch of Japan Zhengjin Bank is a three-story Gothic building. Under the pale white streetlights, the building squatted on the side of the road like a gold-swallowing monster, as if it wanted to devour everyone who passed by. The door of the vault was in an alley on the north side of the building, and Wu Sibao and the others reversed the car into the alley and parked at the door of the vault. Zhang Guozheng jumped out of the car and began to ring the doorbell. Wu Sibao stood behind him, looking at the heavy iron door, and calculating how much explosives it would take to blow it open.

It took a full two minutes for the small window on the large iron door to open, revealing the sleepy-eyed face of a private with a crooked battle cap, the color of which was supposed to be a Japanese marine. Being woken up in the middle of the night naturally didn't have a good mood, and the man scolded and asked, "What are you doing?" What's going on in the middle of the night? ”

Zhang Guozheng almost bowed and said, "Report to Taijun, we are from the seventy-sixth." Finally, he still remembered that he was playing the Japanese gendarmerie this time, and the gendarmerie has always been bullish. However, despite his voice being 8 degrees higher and trying to imitate the tone of the gendarmerie, his waist had already been unconsciously 8 degrees: "Special inspection!" Lao Tzu is from the gendarmerie, and on the orders of Yingzhen Dazuo, he came to inspect the security of your vault. Hurry up and open the door! ”

Zhang Guozheng's tone was very Japanese, and Yingzhen Dazuo's name was also very big, and the doorman looked at the two people outside and the truck they drove with suspicion, although he felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't remember what was wrong. The confusion of sleep caused him to press the button to open the door, unbeknownst to him, and this press would cost him his life.

As soon as the door opened, Zhang Guozheng and Wu Sibao walked in, and four more people in gendarme clothes jumped out of the carriage and followed them. One of them stood by the door, the butt of his rifle stuck in the crack of the door, intentionally or unintentionally, to ensure that the door would not close when retreating.

"Lead the way ahead, and then let your chief run over to report." Zhang Guozheng took out the style of usually reprimanding his subordinates, and enjoyed this rare feeling of being the boss in front of the Japanese. So, the senior soldier honestly ran to the dormitory of the captain of the guard to call someone, and the military posture was very standard.

Wu Sibao grinned happily while raising his wrist to look at his watch. Exactly 2 minutes later, the captain of the guard, Yamashita Bong, arrived dressed neatly and running, and his military posture was also very standard.

He ran to Zhang Guozheng to stand upright and salute: "Report to the chief, Captain Yamashita, the leader of the 9th squad of the 3rd Squadron of the 6th Squadron of the Maizuru Town Guard Special Marine Corps of the Imperial Japanese Navy has been ordered to report to the office, please instruct." ”

Zhang Guozheng wore an epaulette of Zhongzuo, and at this time he had fully entered the role: "Take a break, the deputy captain of the gendarmerie team of the Shanghai Dispatch Army Headquarters, **** Jinsi, was ordered by Yingzhen Dazuo to come to inspect the security work of the Shanghai branch of Zhengjin Bank. Please lead the way in front of Yamashita-kun. ”

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At 24 o'clock that night, train 56 stopped on the dilapidated platform of the small dregs station. The train stops here for only three minutes. In the dim light of the ticket gate, there were only six passengers in Shixin. Except for a lazy railroad worker checking tickets, there were no other outsiders at the station, let alone devils and spies.

Outside the station is an equally dilapidated side street, ten times smaller than the smallest street you can see in Shanghai, with no street lights.

"Why don't you even have an inn?" The melon-faced girl was carrying a large suitcase disproportionate to her figure in both hands, and she gasped when she walked out of the station.

"Lack of exercise!" Shi Xin said a sentence in his heart. It is estimated that when she arrives in Yan'an, either this melon-faced girl will become a strong man, or the big suitcase will become a small burden, and it is more likely that the latter will be.

Thinking of this, Shi Xin involuntarily glanced at the melon-faced girl, with a hint of a playful smile on the corner of her mouth. Unexpectedly, the melon-faced girl also turned her face to look at him, her eyes were full of help, and when she saw his smile, she hurriedly turned her head again.

Shi Xin suddenly found that this girl's eyes were very special, with a natural charm, which made the man involuntarily want to help her.

Of course, Shi Xin was a living man, but his concentration was very deep, pretending not to see her gaze, and walking forward with his suitcase on his own.

"Come on, little sister, I'll mention it with you." This is a very crisp female voice.

Shi Xin turned around, and it turned out to be the actress with a beautiful mole on the corner of her mouth. In the end, she was several years older and had much more experience in life, and she only brought a small suitcase, the kind that could be carried with one hand. Looking at the actress's thin figure, Shi Xin's face was a little feverish. He walked up to them silently, and followed Mr. Wang with the big suitcase lightly and skillfully.

The two women stuck out their tongues together, looked at each other and smiled, and followed Shi Xin into the boundless darkness.

"We're going to walk ten miles, go to the town in front of us called Jianbi, and then find a way to cross the river." Mr. Wang lowered his voice, he seemed to be familiar with this place.

In the distance, the 56th train sounded a long whistle, snorting and steaming, and headed to Nanjing with a car of unknowns. The white light of the carriage looked like a string of white squares from a distance, and the string of squares ran faster and farther away, disappearing into the vast night, except for the sound of the collision of rails and wheels echoing in the open field.

Everyone was engrossed in walking at night, without time to speak, and under the leadership of Mr. Wang, they traveled north along a narrow loess road with high feet and low feet. Except for the stone center, everyone couldn't see clearly the scene beyond three meters around them. Because they had just come out of the warm train car, some people were still shivering in the late autumn night. Despite carrying two suitcases, Shi Xin still walked quickly and steadily, scanning his surroundings vigilantly, and not letting go of any suspicious sound waves in his ears.

They walked through fields, across ponds, across small rivers, and around sleeping villages. There was a smell of earth in the air, and if it wasn't for the Anti-Japanese War, it wasn't for this dark night, and Shixin would have preferred this to be an autumn hike. After all, roaming with a group of beautiful women is a beautiful thing in itself.

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Shan Xia Wenfeng took Wu Sibao and they crossed a long corridor to the iron fence of the vault. One of Wu Sibao's subordinates was already very clever at the entrance of the passage. Wu Sibao looked inside, and at the end of the three consecutive iron fences was a shiny stainless steel door, and on the side of each fence was a Japanese soldier with a rifle and a bayonet.

Yamoto graciously took out a large bunch of keys and opened the three iron fences in turn, and the soldiers on guard raised their guns and saluted them. Wu Sibao was taken aback when he saw the bright bayonet shining with murderous aura on the side of his face.

When I got closer, I realized that there was not only a large steel door in the iron fence, but also several other small rooms. Shan Xia Feng introduced them one by one: "This is the safe deposit box for storing the property of ordinary customers, this is the safe deposit box for storing the property of important customers, this is the ......" Wu Sibao Their attention was not on these safe deposit boxes at all, and when they walked to the big steel door, Zhang Guozheng ordered: "Open it and take a look." ”

"This ...... I'm afraid not," Yamashita Wenbong suddenly hesitated.