At night, after eating the dry food they carried, everyone went to sleep, only Ma Dongming, who was on shift, and the driver were on duty.

In order to be safe, the fat man gave Yumi Shinozaki a palm knife, whether Yumi Shinozaki slept or not, he had to fall asleep this time, he was very suspicious that he had stopped the blood supply to Yumi Shinozaki's brain for a long time, would it make the little ghost spy become an idiot?

It seems that it is better to carry out his plan as soon as possible, he walked to Ma Dongming's side, lowered his voice and said: "Old Ma, you kid go to sleep, the fat man can't sleep, help you on duty." ”

"That's a good feeling, I'm going to sleep." Ma Dongming has no heart and lungs, and he doesn't take the fat man's change of post as a thing. These days, he has led the team to lead the devil, and he has to lead the team to escape, and he has to do everything himself, and he almost didn't close his eyes along the way, and the fat man was on duty for him and let him sleep, he couldn't wait.

Ma Dongming went to sleep, the fat man took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, stared at the driver and smiled, the driver was so angry with his laughter that he knew that this goods did not break his identity, and he broke Ma Dongming, there must be something to tell him.

The fat man looked at the somewhat nervous driver, handed him a cigarette, and lit it, and then the two of them were on the spot, you glared at me, I looked at you, smoking a stuffy cigarette without saying a word.

It wasn't until Ma Dongming slept in his seat that the fat man lowered his voice and said to the driver: "Give you some information about the military department of the little devil, tell the backstage boss, in the middle of this month, the 9th, 13th, and 101st divisions of the little devil will also send additional brigades from Wanwan, and the 16th division of the little devil will also join in, and the 3th division, 18th, and 114th divisions and a brigade will also be newly formed The 10th Army will be put into the Songhu battlefield immediately." ”

"Huh?" The driver froze on the spot, and after being shocked, asked, "This information was revealed to you by the little devil 'Mei No. 1'?" ”

"What do you think?" The fat man glanced at him and scolded his mother in his heart, this is the historical knowledge in the fat man's brain, okay? Mei No. 1 can be done so easily, then it is not Mei No. 1.

He didn't dare to reveal too much, because the disclosure was too detailed, and it was inevitable that Boss Dai behind the Fuxing Society would be suspicious, and it would inevitably be suspicious of Boss Dai's big boss and chairman.

So he didn't mention the login location of these little devils. The time is also an approximate estimate, especially the fact that the newly formed Tenth Army of the little devil will land in Hangzhou Bay Jinshanwei in early November, and he will not say anything about it.

Changing the outcome of historical events? His head hasn't been teased yet. He didn't have the ability, and he didn't want to be caught and studied.

"How come, when we caught Nanzao Yunzi, we used all kinds of punishments, and we didn't ask anything?" The driver was a little unconvinced.

"You are you. The fat man is the fat man, and there is no comparison between us. The fat man rolled his eyes, sure enough, he was an agent, and he liked to break the casserole and ask in the end, he continued: "This little ghost spy sees that the fat man is tall and mighty, and he loves the fat man to death, is it okay?" ”

The driver's cigarette butt was shocked, he couldn't believe it, and he was so embarrassed that the fat man could say it.

"What conditions do you have?" The driver is a good person to talk about. Whether this information is true or not, he must send it back, and let the above have a headache about whether it is true or false. The driver is just an intelligence officer, and it is enough to do his part.

"The fat man needs the Fuxing Society to provide protection for Mei No. 1, the more people, the better that kind of protection, understand?" The fat man took a puff of his cigarette, sprayed it on the driver's face, and said.

"I see!" The driver thought of the most critical place.

If the information provided by the fat man is fake, he will not be so troublesome to let the people of the Fuxing Society protect Mei No. 1, and the fat man will not let his actions be monitored by anyone.

If it's true. Can he imagine how many little devil spies and killers will be recruited to chase and kill Mei No. 1? There are also many fat people who have to worry, so they need to be protected by the Renaissance Society.

This also proves that the information provided by the fat man is true.

Of course it's true. This is the historical truth of the Battle of Songhu, not some bird intelligence.

The fat man's purpose in doing this is to use the Fuxing Society to spread the false impression that Mei No. 1 has surrendered, so that the little devil can catch the emergency, and let Yumi Shinozaki taste the taste of being betrayed by his own country, and be his pet with peace of mind. Honestly take him as the master.

"Remember, you must mention Mei No. 1's defection in the intelligence, and also, after arriving in Shanghai, the fat man will hold a press conference." The fat man decided not to do it, and he kept going, and forced Yumi Shinozaki to a dead end.

"Press conference?" The driver was a little dumbfounded, this fat man really didn't play cards according to the rules, and wanted to play a game.

"Mei No. 1 children's shoes are not accustomed to seeing the Japanese imperialist fascist invasion of our Great China, and they feel deeply guilty, so they decided to pick up a butcher's knife for our Chinese nation, first slaughtered Matsui Ishine, then killed Okamura Ningji, Tojo Hideki, and finally castrated the little devil Emperor Showa!"

The "......" driver was frightened, how hateful this must be, specializing in killing high-ranking officials above the rank of general and the emperor of the little devil.

The fat man is just going to win, forcing Shinozaki Yumi, and becoming his biggest capital is the right way, but dealing with the Fuxing Society is tantamount to seeking skin with the tiger, he has no team in Shanghai, fortunately, Ma Dongming, the Eighth Route Army, can help.

The conversation was very successful, although the fat man blew big words, but let the driver believe in the authenticity of the "intelligence", and Mei No. 1 has "surrendered", and then it depends on how the driver transmits the information.

"You don't use the radio?" The fat man asked the driver.

"Ahem, there are many people." The driver didn't want to expose himself in front of Ma Dongming's group of Eighth Route Army, so he didn't dare to touch the idle Mei No. 1 special radio station.

"You kid have to be a little more numb, such important information will be invalid when it expires." The fat man glanced at the driver, he couldn't act too anxious, so as not to show his stuffing, just a reminder.

"Don't worry, I have my own way......" The driver replied very flatly.

The next day, the train stopped at a large station, and it took an hour to add coal and water, so the driver took the excuse to see his relatives who worked at the train station and got off the train alone.

"Hey, when did this thing and his relatives wander away?" Ma Dongming couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Stupid, can't the driver look at the old good-looking?" The fat man scolded, covering for the driver, what did the driver do? As long as he knows, the joint is gone.

Shinozaki Yumi's hands were tied, and he hadn't taken a bath for a long time, his face was full of black mud, his hair was like a bird's nest, and he was dirty, and his body on the chair was twitching, crying, and finally held back a sentence in Japanese, begging: "Liu Jun, my back is so itchy, can you ......" (to be continued.) )