Yan Qingyu didn't shake hands with Tang Yan. Said eagerly: "I didn't ask to join you, the people who should have helped have already helped, let's clear the two." ”

Tang Yan smiled faintly: "Yan Qingyu, it's boring to say that, are you helping us?" You are helping your country, your people, and yourself. ”

Yan Qingyu said: "Anyway, don't come to me if you have any fatal errands in the future, I still want to live for two more years, I'm sorry, I'll go first." Then he turned around and left.

Tang Yan said leisurely behind him: "You say, if the Japanese and Chongqing know that you leaked the secret, what will the King of Ryu do with you?" And how will your brother-in-law punish you? ”

Yan Qingyu suddenly stood up and turned his head sharply: "You want to blackmail me?" ”

"Don't be angry, I didn't threaten you, I just stated a fact, since you don't want to join us, we have no way to protect you, Yan Daxia, it's unrealistic to want to step on a few boats, you have to make a decision, whether to stand on the side of the people or the enemy?" Tang Yan smiled.

Yan Qingyu raised his hand and surrendered: "Okay, I've obeyed you, anyway, I've already gotten on the thief ship, so I'll go all the way to the dark." ”

Tang Yan smiled: "That's right, the next instruction given to you by the organization is to break into Wang Pseudo's interior, rest assured, your task at this stage is very easy, it is just latent, and the specific matters will be arranged by your comrades." ”

"Thanks, I'll go first if there's nothing else to do." Yan Qingyu was about to go down the mountain as soon as he hugged his fists.

"Oh, that Japanese girl who is with you, pay more attention, it's likely that the Japanese sent to spy on you." Tang Yan reminded.

"Thank you." Yan Qingyu walked away.

Asakusa Kayo followed with a small step: "Master, who is that?" ”

Yan Qingyu stopped and looked at her, thinking that this girl looked very strange, saying that she was fourteen or fifteen years old, seventeen or eighteen years old, and twenty-four or five years old.

"Jiadai, how old are you?"

"I won't tell you, hee-hee."

……

In Chongqing, Chen Zikun received a letter of appointment from the Military Commission, and as expected, his new post was that of commander of the Jiangdong Guerrilla Zone, which was subordinate to Gu Zhutong of the Third Theater.

As the leader of the project, Chen Zikun naturally has to take responsibility, but accepting punishment in this way is exactly what he wants.

Originally, the appointment of the deputy commander-in-chief of the theater was to be appointed by the chairman himself, but for some reason, Chiang Kai-shek did not appear, but He Yingqin, who was in charge of military and political power, and everyone in the Chongqing officialdom understood that Chen Zikun was sent behind enemy lines to suffer this time.

Chen Zikun wanted to meet Chiang Kai-shek in person, but was politely rejected by the chamberlain, saying that the committee had a full schedule recently, and there was anything he could go to He Yingqin to solve.

The relationship between He Yingqin and Chen Zikun has always been not harmonious, and there is naturally no follow-up to him, no army, no equipment, no funds, and some are just a letter of appointment, and Chen Zikun has become the commander of the light pole again, this time it is even worse than when he was the Jiangbei Protector Envoy.

Since Chongqing can no longer tolerate him, it is better to rush to the front line as soon as possible, Yan Su was supposed to go with him and be his chief of staff, but considering that someone should take care of him in the rear, he was politely declined by Chen Zikun, Chen Qilin was seriously injured and was still lying in the hospital, it is said that Shangfeng admires this fierce general from Whampoa very much, and intends to entrust him with important tasks after he recovers from his injury, Chen Zikun is not good at judging the future of others, as for Xue Bin, he has been very out of state recently, and he is fascinated and doesn't know what he is doing, and he can't use it.

Fortunately, there is also a loyal adjutant Shuangxi to escort the commander to the post, from Chongqing to Jiangbei Guanshan thousands of miles, there are two roads to go, one is to pass through the enemy-occupied areas of Hubei and Henan, through the Daqing Mountains to infiltrate, and the other is to go to Jiangdong Provincial City through Hong Kong and Shanghai, but also to take the passage behind the enemy, these two roads Chen Zikun did not go, he chose the third road, directly airborne Jiangbei.

The leak made Chen Zikun very cautious, he suspected that there was a traitor in Chongqing, so he did not dare to take office with great fanfare, and only a few people knew the date of his trip.

One evening in early November 1939, at Baishiyi Airport in Chongqing, a DC-3 plane painted dark gray was ready to go, the propeller had begun to turn, Chen Zikun, who was dressed in a flying leather suit, said goodbye to his wife and children, and without too much advice, turned around and went up the gangway, stood at the hatch and saluted the group of people in a chic manner.

Suddenly, a car rushed in, and it was Song Meiling who got off the car, and the plane had taken off at this time, Song Meiling sighed that I was late, and the plane seemed to hear it, turning around and flying, hovering over the airport, and everyone shed tears and waved their hands, watching their relatives go out.

Night flight is a technical job, fortunately, the Anti-Japanese War has been fought for two years, and the pilots who were originally unskilled have been sharpened into elites by the war.

The flight was boring and boring, Double Happiness was napping in the cabin, and Chen Zikun chatted with the pilots in the cockpit, asking them if it was safe to fly at night and whether they would encounter Japanese patrol fighters.

The pilot said that our army does not have air supremacy at all, the airspace in the enemy-occupied area is relatively safe, there are no anti-aircraft guns and no enemy fighters, and as long as they do not get lost, they will be fine.

Unconsciously, Chen Zikun also fell asleep, and was woken up by Shuangxi in a daze: "Commander-in-chief, it's time to parachute." ”

The cabin has lit up with a red light, the cabin door opened, the cold wind poured in, mixed with rain, the sky changed, Shuangxi first pushed out a box of equipment, and the umbrella flower bloomed in the night sky, like a white lotus, and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Chen Zikun put on his parachute bag, hung the parachute hook on the slideway, gave a thumbs up to the air force personnel assisting in the parachute jump, and jumped headlong into the night sky.

The wind and rain in the air were blowing, and the two of them fell into the field one after another, and the autumn world had been harvested, but there was still more than a foot of sorghum stubble, and if it weren't for the thick-soled parachute boots, they almost hurt their feet.

put away the parachute and hid it in the woods, and then went to find the first airdrop equipment box, but only to see the parachute slowly sinking on the surface of the river, and Shuangxi spread his hands: "It's over, it's all in the river." ”

Fortunately, there was also an equipment bag with them, and the two found a big tree to shelter from the rain, changed out of their parachute jumpers, and put on the prepared civilian clothes, Chen Zikun's long shirt and hat, and Double Happiness short felt hat, which looked like the master and servant.

It didn't take much effort, the day dawned, the rain stopped, the parachutes and military uniforms and boots were dug and buried, and the two walked on the ridges, only feeling that the air was filled with the smell of earth and the fragrance of grass, which was much better than Chongqing, which was covered in rain and fog all day long.

This is a village outside Nantai County, the sky has just dawned, only an old man picking up dung is walking slowly on the side of the road, looking at two strangers suspiciously.

"Old man, how to get to the county seat?" Chen Zikun asked politely.

"Oh, there's a big road ahead, and it's half an hour to the east." The old man said, a yellow dog circled around his legs, and ran to Chen Zikun's feet to sniff the smell.

"Thank you." Chen Zikun clenched his fists and headed east with double happiness.

"Shopkeeper, what are you doing in the county? It's the devil's territory. Double Happiness whispered.

"Mao, that's Lao Tzu's territory." Chan said.

After walking for half an hour, I saw the city wall of Nantai County, there was a five-color flag hanging on the city tower, the flag hung weakly on the flagpole, there were farmers who entered the city to sell vegetables on the road, and there were two soldiers standing at the gate of the city.

Entering the city gate to search his body, Shuangxi suddenly became nervous, what should he do if he was copied by someone, Chen Zikun acted casually, walked to the door and took out two packs of cigarettes and threw them over: "The boss has worked hard." ”

The two sentries took the cigarettes, and did not interrogate, and let them in directly, the county town in the morning was very lively, today is the day of the market, on both sides of the road at the entrance of the old county yamen, there are vegetable farmers and hawkers from the four townships, the sound of selling comes and goes, chicken manure and dog feces are everywhere.

Chen Zikun found an early stall and sat down, while eating eggs and steamed buns while observing the changes in the county seat, to his surprise, the county town is even more lively than before the fall, the street façade signboards are all brand new, the old county government has now become a stronghold of the Japanese, the door is piled with sandbags and machine guns, and a watchtower in the shape of a water tower has been built, on which the Japanese plaster flag is floating, the shooting hole is black hole, the whole building is made of ash and granite, bricks, I am afraid that it cannot be blown down with a grenade.

Suddenly, several side three-wheeled motorcycles rushed out of the devil's stronghold, roaring towards the city gate, and the streets were suddenly full of chickens and dogs.

"Let's go." Chen Zikun put down a fiat currency, put on a top hat, hurried through the alley, came to the back door of a private house, knocked lightly on the door three times, stopped, and knocked five times.

The back door creaked open, revealing a vigilant face, and then it became pleasantly surprised: "Commander, it's you." ”

This is the secret contact point of the Three Guns Society in Nantai County, under the dual leadership of the Three Guns Society and the military commander, and the person in charge is a brother under Gai Longquan.

After a brief greeting, the contact point prepared a mule cart to send Commander Chen to the countryside, and before he went out of the city, he saw the Japanese motorcycle team coming on, and the mule cart hurriedly avoided it, Shuangxi reached into his pocket and pinched the handle of the gun, and the motorcycle roared past them, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Chen Zikun squinted his eyes and saw that the motorcycle bucket was filled with a parachute and a leather jacket, and there was fresh soil on it, which was clearly just dug out of the soil.

A military cao sitting in the car looked back at the people on the mule cart and said something, the three motorcycles stopped abruptly, turned around and drove over, and the ** people were shocked and panicked for a while.

Three motorcycles surrounded the mule cart in a zigzag shape, Jun Cao got out of the car and looked at them arrogantly, the liaison person nodded and handed over the certificate of good people: "Taijun, good people are great." ”

Jun Cao waved his hand: "Search!" ”

The first shot lifted the Tianling cover of the machine gunner holding the crooked handle, and the second shot opened a hole in the center of Jun Cao's eyebrows, and Shuangxi followed up with two M1932 rapid-fire barge guns with a wide open nose, and swept them violently, and the devils were killed before they even had time to pull the bolt, and the whole firefight took less than ten seconds.

General Chen Zikun took off Cao's tweed military uniform, dipped his fingers in blood and wrote a few words on the front of his white shirt: Murderer Chen Zikun also.