Seeing the dead and wounded soldiers all over the ground and the military clothes warehouse that had been reduced to ashes, Yamamoto, the commander of Jiujiang City Defense, who hurried to Shilipu, was stunned, and anger burned in his heart. His bloodshot eyes stared straight at the gendarmerie captain Motoyama who was standing in front of him stupidly and the devil squadron leader who was guarding the warehouse.

"Yaga!" Yamamoto finally couldn't hold back the anger in his heart, and slapped Motoyama's ugly face. Blood flowed from the corners of Wonsan's mouth, but he still kept screaming "Hai Hai Hai", and with each pump, he stood straighter and straighter. The fire that was still burning made Yamamoto's already ugly pig face even more hideous. After smoking Motoyama, Yamamoto continued to beat the squadron leader severely.

Yamamoto got tired and finally stopped. He gasped for air, his teeth "creaking" and crunching. Wonsan finally relaxed in his heart, knowing that the commander would not beat him again.

Yamamoto yelled at Motoyama and the others:

"Yuanshanjun, tens of thousands of Spring and Autumn military uniforms have been burned down like this, as well as tens of thousands of quilts and tens of thousands of pairs of military shoes. Are your gendarmerie and garrison really dry food? ”

"Hay, Hay." Yuanshan and the others kept agreeing.

"What the hell are two pigs, how did it happen?"

Yamamoto asked anxiously and angrily.

"I don't know. We were eating, and somehow, suddenly the warehouse caught fire. ”

Seeing that the fire was getting smaller, Yamamoto knew that everything was going to be useless. Just scolded his subordinates "Yaga" and "Pigs", got into the car and left, leaving behind the squadron leader who was guarding the warehouse with Wonshan and the devils. Yamamoto was in a hurry to go back and report the unfortunate news to his superiors in the 11th Army, waiting to be reprimanded by his superiors.

Yuanshan and the Devil Squadron Leader had been standing there in a daze, and they had been watching the fire all extinguished before they were completely desperate, and they led their men to leave the sad place of Guanshan Temple in embarrassment.

Xiao Xiong led the troops to disperse and secretly sneak back to the city, and Xiao Xiong, Gao Qixing, Ma Changyong and others returned to the tavern on Sanma Road.

It was past 12 o'clock in the evening. The telegraph operator sent him several telegrams he had received today. Two of the telegrams were sent by the theater command, and the first one told him that, according to reliable information, the large-scale assembly of the devils had been completed, and military operations might be launched in the next few days, hoping that the northern Jiangxi guerrilla corps would launch an attack behind the devils and do everything possible to contain the devils' movements. The second was an urgent telegram, and the headquarters learned that Yamamoto, the commander of the Jiujiang City Defense of the devil, had recently attended many important military meetings of the 11th Army, and it was estimated that in his headquarters, there should be operational plans and materials related to this large-scale military operation of the Yue Army, and he hoped that Xiao Xiong would seize it at all costs.

Seeing this, Xiao Xiong suddenly felt that the burden on his shoulders became very heavy. As the highest administrative and military commander behind enemy lines in northern Jiangxi, he must absolutely obey all orders of the theater command, even at the cost of his own life. However, the order of the headquarters is so arduous that it will be difficult to complete even if it costs one's life.

What to do? Xiao Xiong fell into a deep confusion.

Gao Qixing brought Xiao Xiong a cup of freshly brewed cloud tea. Xiao Xiong nodded gratefully to him and handed him the two telegrams. I lifted the lid of the teacup myself, gently blew open the tea leaves floating on it, and took a sip. He felt a fragrance suddenly sink into his heart, and there was a special refreshing feeling in his mouth.

He put down his teacup and read the other two telegrams in his hand. According to intelligence, the naval air force of the devil had already flown from Anqing to Nanchang Airport yesterday, and it is estimated that the military operation of the army will begin soon. According to reliable information, Yamamoto, commander of the Jiujiang City Defense Command, had indeed attended an operational meeting of the 11th Army in Wuhan on 10 October and returned to Jiujiang by boat on 11 July.

Xiao Xiong suddenly felt as if someone was guiding him towards his goal, hinting at what he should do.

He put down the telegram, walked to the window, and pondered. Today is the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar, and a bright moon is hanging overhead, and the silver moon is sprinkled on the sleeping ancient city of more than 2,000 years. Everything is so quiet, only the whistle of the steamers on the Yangtze River not far away from time to time shows the tranquility of the ancient city.

Suddenly, Xiao Xiong shouted:

"Ma Changyong."

Ma Changyong, who was under the attic, hurriedly put down the wine glass in his hand and ran up.

"Commander, I'm here."

"You immediately get the policeman brother who can pick locks, and ask him to bring all the tools for unlocking, and you and find more locks of all kinds with him, the sooner the better."

"Yes." Ma Changyong didn't ask, agreed, and hurriedly ran out of the tavern.

It didn't take long for Ma Changyong to find the policeman named Wang Panfan in a nearby gambling house, he had been playing here for a while, and there were not many chips left in front of him.

Ma Changyong didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, grabbed the chips in front of her, and pulled him out of the casino as soon as he grabbed his hand.

Wang Panfan was really confused by the second monk, and shouted in his mouth: "Brother Ma, I'm about to pull the book, you wait a while."

Ma Changyong pulled him to a place where no one was and told him to go to his residence now, take the lock-picking tools and follow him. Wang Panfan was full of suspicion, but when he saw Ma Changyong's serious face, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to ask, so he hurriedly took Ma Changyong back to his residence. He took out a small package from under the bed, and Ding Ling's hammer sounded inside.

Ma Changyong asked:

"Where are the locks for sale nearby?"

Wang Panfan felt even more inexplicable when he heard Ma Changyong's words, but he still told him that there was a hardware store on Erma Road not far in front, and there were locks in it.

The two of them ran all the way to the hardware store and knocked on the door. When the shopkeeper saw the two policemen coming to him so late, he was so frightened that his face turned pale and his body was trembling. Ma Changyong couldn't care so much, so he asked the shopkeeper to take out all the locks he sold.

The shopkeeper hurriedly took all kinds of locks in the store, and Ma Changyong asked the shopkeeper to wrap them up and said that he would send them back in two days. After speaking, without waiting for the shopkeeper to answer, he turned around and walked out of the store. Confused the half-frightened shopkeeper, he stood at the door of the store in a daze. I watched them go away before I came back to my senses and hurriedly closed the door of the store.

On the way, Wang Panfan, who was full of suspicion, finally couldn't help it, pulled Ma Changyong and asked:

"Brother Ma, where are you taking your brother here?"

"Drink."

"Drinking? Still going for a drink so late? What are you doing with all these guys when you drink? Why do you have so many locks? ”

"Play."

Ma Changyong walked forward quickly, and his answer to Wang Panfan's question was very concise.

Wang Panfan had no choice, so he had to follow Ma Changyong to the small hotel.

Xiao Xiong and Gao Qixing were already sitting at a table in the store, with a few pairs of chopsticks and a few wine glasses on the table. Seeing Ma Changyong and the others walk into the store, the guy in the store (the rangers) quickly closed the door and lowered the curtain. When Wang Panfan saw this scene, he couldn't help but play a small drum in his heart.

Xiao Xiong saw Ma Changyong walking in with a person carrying a burden, and hurriedly stood up to meet him. With both hands clenched into fists, he kept saying:

"I'm sorry to have disturbed you, brother, brother. But there's really no way. ”

"This boss is—" Wang Panfan turned his head towards Ma Changyong and pointed at Xiao Xiong and asked suspiciously.

Without waiting for Ma Changyong to answer, Xiao Xiong smiled slightly, and then said in his question:

"I am Xiao Xiong of the Northern Ganbei Guerrilla Corps."

"Xiao Xiong, Commander Xiao? Are you the famous Commander Xiao? ”

Wang Panfan was so frightened that he sat on the stool, but immediately jumped up, his eyes wide open and his mouth couldn't close and looked at Xiao Xiong stupidly.

"Brother Wang, please be seated. He is indeed our Commander Xiao. ”

Ma Changyong stepped forward and patted Wang Panfan on the shoulder to make him sit down. But after Wang Panfan came to his senses, he still stood up suddenly.

Xiao Xiong said: "Brother Wang, don't be nervous, I really have something to trouble you when I invite you to come today." I'm really sorry, I invited you over in the middle of the night and disturbed you. Xiao Xiong apologized to you first. ”

After speaking, he slammed it to the ground, and Wang Panfan hurriedly returned the salute.

At this moment, the shopkeeper and his buddy brought up a few dishes that had been prepared a long time ago. He said to Xiao Xiong:

"Commander, the dishes are ready, and you can start drinking."

Xiao Xiong smiled and picked up the wine jug that had been warmed, and poured wine into the wine glass in front of Wang Panfan first. Ma Changyong hurriedly took the wine jug from Xiao Xiong's hand and filled the wine glasses in front of Xiao Xiong.

Xiao Xiong raised his glass and said to Wang Panfan:

"I'll give Brother Wang a glass first." After saying that, drink it all. Wang Panfan hurriedly drank the wine from his wine glass. Then he hurriedly filled Xiao Xiong and his own wine glasses, picked up the wine glasses and said to Xiao Xiong:

"Commander Xiao, I have long heard that you are a great hero who resists and kills devils, brother, I have the honor to sit with the commander and drink together, it is really my third life of luck. Commander, you said, no matter what you want my brother and me to do, I promise that I will not hesitate to go to the soup and fire. Brother, a toast to you! ”

Seeing the mighty Jiangbei, the heroic Commander Xiao Xiongxiao treated himself so sincerely, Wang Panfan was very excited, and he couldn't help but feel proud. He finished his glass and poured another glass.

He said to Ma Changyong again:

"Brother Ma, my brother has long known that you are also a big hero, but I didn't expect you to be Commander Xiao's subordinate, don't worry, you can't be wrong to follow Brother Ma to do things. If you have something to do, even if you tell me, my brother will do his best to do it as long as he can help. ”

Xiao Xiong stepped down from his seat, came to Wang Panfan's side, and said to him with a smile:

"Brother Wang, it's actually very simple, as long as you teach us to open the lock."