As the sun sets, the remnants of the bloody sun reflect on the town not far north of Shanghai. The peculiar market town, which has been noisy all day, is shrouded in a layer of mystery. Every day, there are smugglers, human traffickers, and adventurers who have made a fortune. Of course, most of them are poor people who risk smuggling some food for the sake of their families' lives. From China's liberated areas and guerrilla areas to Shanghai, which was invaded and occupied by the Japanese, they would stop here for a while.

In the past, this place was nothing more than for pedestrians to rest here and settle a meal. Now it has gradually become a place to explore the wind, feel the market, and even bargain and trade with each other.

This remote and desolate rural market town has "developed" in an atmosphere of depression and neglect that has been in the war of resistance for several years. There are not only small inns with a few bamboo boards crookedly, but also comfortable and spacious guest houses, and even teahouses, restaurants, tobacco houses, casinos, and brothels.

At this time, although it was already dusk, the town was in a noisy heat wave, and the most fierce shouts were the food vendors on both sides of the street. Stewed herring, braised pork, fried rooster, xiaolongbao, etc., are all competing to open their voices and shout to block business.

Not far away, there are a few women who are greased and powdered, showing off their amorous style to many people in the past. It's just the big-character slogans on the walls such as "Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere" that remind people of what kind of time this is.

In this pair, a man came from the street, wearing a black cardigan; Wearing a tweed hat, he swaggered through the flowing crowd. Judging from the way he dresses, he is completely an authentic businessman. There are many such people in small towns, and they don't attract the attention of the public at all. It seemed that this person was obviously a regular customer here, and seemed to be indifferent to everything around him, and just walked straight forward, towards the full restaurant.

As soon as this person sat down, the shopkeeper followed, smoked the towel on his shoulder, wiped it on the already shiny tabletop, and handed over a red tin pack of cigarettes handed over by others, clamped it behind his ear, and said eloquently: "There are your favorite braised prawns, steamed herring ......."

The man smiled and said, "Let's have a plate of braised prawns, ten small buns, plus two or two heads!" ”

The shopkeeper nodded and said, "Okay, plate braised prawns, ten small buns, plus two by two!" After speaking, he lowered his voice and said, "The wind has been tight in the past two days, and the little devil caught a few rice sellers last night." ”

He nodded slightly, silent. After the shopkeeper left, he thought about it......

This person's surname is Yutian, and he is neither a businessman who runs a single gang, nor a big guy who wants to fish the world in the eyes of the shopkeeper. Although he is twenty years old, he is not an unknown person in Shanghai, he is the eldest nephew of Gao Shikui, the younger brother of Zhang Renkui, a famous Shanghai Youth Gang, with outstanding skills and an outstanding martial artist.

In Shanghai, whether rich or poor, men, women and children, they all love to enjoy the performance of the martial arts team. During the New Year's holidays, as long as the martial arts teams of each martial arts hall go to the streets, they will inevitably come out of the city. Gao Yutian is such a woman and child who is well known to women and children, and is one of the martial arts who is loved and loved by a large number of "martial arts fans". But no one would have imagined that he would have another identity - he is now an underground member of the Eighth Regiment of the Longhai Nanjin Detachment of the Shandong Column of our Eighth Route Army.

Half a month ago, Gao Yutian and Song Jiliu, in order to escort a very important progressive person through the Japanese blockade line to northern Jiangsu, set off on the 28th day of the Lunar New Year, and finally arrived at their destination after going through hardships along the way. On the second day after he arrived at the Eighth Regiment of the Longhai South Advance Detachment of the Shandong Column of the Eighth Route Army, Li Gancheng, secretary of the Lianshui County Party Committee and director of the Political Department of the regiment, sent someone to call him.

When Gao Yutian saw Li Gancheng's expression, he understood a little in his heart, and hurriedly asked, "Comrade Secretary, what are your tasks?" ”

Li Gancheng looked at this iron-clad man's anxious demeanor, and the scene of his acquaintance half a year ago immediately appeared in front of him......

It was a summer six months ago, and Li Gancheng was ordered to set off to buy a batch of guns and ammunition, but he did not expect to fall into the hands of the enemy due to a traitor's informant. A lieutenant and four soldiers escorted him to the county seat. On the small road about ten miles away from the county seat, I met Song Jiliu and Gao Yutian, who came from Ganyu to do business. They staggered.

Li Gancheng had just walked more than five steps when he suddenly heard a scream of "hey", and he turned around to see that two Japanese soldiers had fallen to the ground. The other two soldiers were so stunned that they didn't even have time to raise their guns, and they were also accused that the daggers in the hands of Song Jiliu and Gao Yutian had been inserted into his chest. After some formation, the lieutenant drew Wang Ba's pistol and was about to shoot at Song Jiliu and Gao Yutian.

Although Secretary Li's hands were tied behind his back, he tried his best to slam into Junzuo with his chest. The soldier stumbled, and all ten bullets flew away.

As soon as the guy stood firm, Gao Yutian rushed over like lightning, took a series of steps towards the little devil, and kicked the box gun in the little devil's hand away. Then he was not allowed to have the slightest respite, took a step forward, grabbed his chest with one hand, grabbed his big crotch with the other, and shouted: "Get up!" "There was a "dry land plucking onions", and he was lifted in the air at once, causing the devil to scream. Gao Yutian yelled: "You fly for me!" "Shove him to the ground and throw him seven meters away from this little devil.

At the same time, Song Jiliu hurriedly used a dagger to cut the rope that bound Li Gancheng, Li Gancheng went to the little devil to take a look, and saw that this little devil's Zhongzuo had bled seven times, and he was dying!

The three talked for a while, and Li Gancheng learned Gao Yutian's name and that he was entrusted by Gao Shikui, the uncle of Shanghai, to come to northern Jiangsu and contact the anti-Japanese team headquarters. After the formation just now, Li Gancheng had already told him his identity and invited him to go to the headquarters of the Eighth Regiment of the Longhai Nanjin Detachment of the Shandong Column of the Eighth Route Army.

Gao Yutian realized that the person in front of him was the anti-Japanese hero he admired day and night, so he readily agreed.

In the past six months, Gao Yutian has done many outstanding tasks and has become one of the few underground traffic officers of the Eighth Regiment of the Longhai South Advance Detachment of the Shandong Column of the Eighth Route Army.

With the above-mentioned origins, Li Gancheng considered the arduousness and urgency of the new task, and believed that the most suitable candidate was only Gao Yutian. didn't bother to let him rest for two days, so he called Gao Yutian alone.

Li Gancheng gently pulled him to his side and sat down, and talked.

In the past two years, the Japanese army has gradually fallen into a predicament, and in order to further harass and crack down on the Japanese invaders, the 8th Regiment of the Longhai South Advance Detachment of the Shandong Column of the Eighth Route Army decided to set up another pistol team. The purpose of the operation in the cities and villages of northern Jiangsu and on the waterways was to strike at the enemy's transportation and supply, punish the traitors, shake the enemy's morale, and boost the morale of the masses, so a batch of pistols was urgently needed.

Pistols, managed to be secretly purchased in Shanghai, is not too difficult. The difficulty is that a large amount of cash is needed, and our Eighth Route Army has no cash at all.

Moreover, according to the information sent by the Eighth Regiment of the Longhai South Advance Detachment of the Shandong Column of the Eighth Route Army, the devils were secretly buying copper, aluminum, and other materials through some big businessmen in Shanghai, and smuggling them to their arsenals to supplement their shortage of raw materials. Therefore, it is necessary not only to obtain pistols, but also to find out the ins and outs of the enemy's purchases, and to take these materials into our hands so that we can manufacture weapons for the rear of our army.

Gao Yutian listened to the succession, knowing very well that this task was very important and very arduous, and he did not want to delay for a minute, and decided to set off immediately and return to Shanghai. Before leaving, Li Gancheng repeatedly warned him to guard against impatience and take advantage of the enemy's contradictions as much as possible, and promised to inform the Eighth Regiment of the Longhai South Advance Detachment of the Shandong Column of the Eighth Route Army to cooperate with him.