In Hunyuan City, the soldiers of the Eighth Route were waiting for them.

Although it was already late at night, the lights were still bright in the temporary regiment headquarters.

Political Commissar Deng, Lei Ming and Liu Minghui discussed in a low voice in front of the map, calculating all the possibilities, as if it was no longer a piece of paper with various lines drawn in front of them, but a piece of mountains and rivers of the motherland, and every word and sentence of them may determine the belonging of these mountains and rivers.

Outside the door, Qiu Qianyu stood straight with an iron rod in his hand, like an iron tower that could not be pierced by a gun and a knife, with a pair of big eyes that were unprecedentedly sharp, resolute, and fearless.

This is a simple man, although he is honest, but he has the most simple persistence, guarding everything he is willing to protect.

And Political Commissar Deng is the person he wants to protect and is willing to protect now, anyone who dares to hurt Political Commissar Deng, he will definitely not hesitate to smash the other party's head with a stick, even if the other party is a Nine Heavens God, he will not flinch at all.

After occupying Hunyuan, the Eighth Road took a series of measures, and the records were strict, and the people also put down their nervousness and began to live a small life.

It's just that now, the city is still dark, and there are few lights, and from a distance, Hunyuan County is like a small dirt bag on the earth.

This is not because of the curfew, but that the people of this era have no nightlife, for thousands of years, the people in the land of China, are accustomed to the sunrise and the day does not rest, and now they have long been lying in bed, after all, lighting the lamp requires foreign oil, which costs money.

In the city, there are patrols of the Eighth Route Army everywhere, and they are heavily guarded.

It's just that no matter how heavily guarded, it can't stop the prying eyes.

In some of the huts, someone was secretly observing the situation of the temporary regimental headquarters from a distance, they had been observing it all day, and now it was time to draw conclusions.

"The Eighth Road side is very well guarded, loose on the outside and tight on the inside, I sent four or five waves of people today to go in to inquire about the news, but they were all stopped outside the door......"

In a room, several men secretly met and said in a low voice.

"Me too, it's been a day, and I haven't found anything!" The other said in frustration, then looked at one of them.

"The Eighth Route has always flaunted itself with being close to the people, what kind of military and civilian fish and water conditions, and winning over ignorant people......"

The man snorted and said, "But now, we have made it impossible for some ordinary people to get in, and it is almost certain that there will never be only Lei Ming, the little head of the regiment, in the regiment headquarters!" ”

"However, we can't prove that the person surnamed Deng from Yan'an is also here......"

The rest of the people said in frustration, they are all masters of intelligence, and now they have given a death order, and they have not found anything now, which has to make them have a deep sense of frustration.

"What's the hurry, listen to me!"

The man snorted and said, "A while ago, Laiyuan was also so heavily guarded, but now, all the guards have been lifted!" ”

The rest of the people didn't know why, they just looked at the man, Laiyuan is Laiyuan, Hunyuan is Hunyuan, Laiyuan's matter, what does it have to do with Hunyuan?

"What's the matter?"

The man sneered and said: "After Laiyuan lifted his guard, I got some news, and the one who was in Laiyuan at that time was a big man from Yan'an, surnamed Deng!" All the actions on our side, the attack on Hunyuan and other county seats, and the decision to encircle Zhangjiakou and send reinforcements, were all sent by this person from Laiyuan! ”

"Now, the same situation as Laiyuan has appeared in Hunyuan!"

Several people said in unison: "Based on this alone, we can be sure that the person in our Hunyuan is the person we are looking for!" ”

"Yes, although we are just inference, it should be eight or nine and ten!"

The man smiled and said, "Send a report to Shangguan, report all the information we have obtained, as well as our inferences, and as for the final decision, leave it to Your Excellency the Major General!" ”

"Hey!"

Several men bowed down, and then removed a large thick stone jar in the corner of the wall, revealing the tunnel underneath, among which was a secret radio station that had already been arranged.

The Japanese invasion of China was almost a long-term drive, and in addition to weapons, the quality of troops, and various objective factors, their pervasive intelligence network also played a great role.

The identity of these Japanese spies, even the Japanese troops who were stationed in Hunyuan before did not know, the Eighth Route Army had just occupied Hunyuan for less than half a month, how could it be wiped out in a moment?

If it is said that in this war, the Japanese army is an open sword, then these spies are quenched and poisoned arrows, complementing each other, and the soldiers who died under the intelligence of these spies were by no means less than the soldiers and civilians who died directly under the guns.

Zhengzhou, Intelligence Department of the Five Provinces.

Yoshikawa Sadasa's eyes were bloodshot, the ashtray on the table was full of cigarette butts, his fingers had been scorched by cigarettes, and even the straight military uniform was a little dirty, obviously he didn't know how long he hadn't had a good rest.

The war not only caused huge casualties to both China and Japan, but also made many people unable to sleep.

Matsui Shigen, Chairman Jiang, and Xue Yue.

Lu Yuan, Deng Political Commissar Lei Ming and others, so so.

The people of Yan'an, Yoshikawa Sadazo and Japanese generals at all levels, are also the same.

Perhaps only after this war finally divides a result, can they sleep soundly, the loser has no room to turn over, and the victor has peace of mind.

Yoshikawa Sadasa's fingers tapped on the table, and what was on the table was the latest information from Hunyuan.

"These rice buckets, how much time and how much money the empire spent cultivating them, and now they give back this ambiguous and unverified information, it's really damn ......"

The staff officer roared with a hideous face, as if he was eager to eat alive the person who sent back this information: "They can make bold guesses, but the soldiers have to hold their heads to confirm whether their guesses are correct or not - these bastards are simply disregarding human lives, and when they come back, I will send them all to a military court and apologize to the emperor with their blood......"

"Shut up!"

Yoshikawa Sadasa: "This is a war, and in every war, there can be no 100% certainty!" Before the war, there were many voices in the country against us starting a war, but now, they are all shutting down, because the Imperial army, although it is absolutely inferior in strength, is still victorious - as long as it wins, then all suspicion and opposition will disappear...... Only the victor can clear the layers of fog and see the final truth! ”

"Your Excellency, I understand what you mean!"

The staff officer hurriedly said: "However, the entire northern Jin region is already the world of the Eight Routes, once the intelligence is wrong, we will pay the lives of hundreds of imperial soldiers for this erroneous information......

"War, it must be dead, just see if these people are worth dying!"

Yoshikawa Sadazo said coldly: "I think Lieutenant General Nishio and I are willing to gamble with these lives - send a report to Lieutenant General Nishio, it's time to gamble!" ”