Chapter 392 Secret arrest of Zhang Mutao

The burden of Zhou Gong is definitely not easy, within the Northeast Army, it has been blinded by the blood of vendettas, and the grievances between the Shaozhuang faction and the patriarchal faction have evolved from whether to send troops to rescue the young marshal and the differences in the way to settle past grievances, personal hatred, and take the opportunity to vent their anger, completely ignoring the righteousness and the zes of their comrades.

In this regard, Tang Qiuli was ashamed of himself and was not as good as Zhou Gong, the Northeast Army's hostility to the Central Army had a long history, and he happened to be the senior commander of the Central Army.

The surrounding Northeast Army troops, there is no sign of going to Xi'an, they should take a wait-and-see attitude, and they are also calculating in their hearts, which makes Tang Qiuli's pressure reduced a lot, if the 200,000 Northeast Army gathers under the city of Xi'an, I am afraid that I will only have to run away

Taking advantage of the situation in Xi'an, he was temporarily controlled by the Dingbian Mobile Corps, and he had his own things to do, arranging a special operations detachment to secretly investigate the internal situation of the Northeast Army and the real cause of this mutiny.

Soon, a person named Zhang Mutao surfaced, this person came to Xi'an during the peace negotiations of the Xi'an Incident, and Ying Detian of the Northeast Army Shaozhuang faction was a high school classmate, and Liu Duoquan, the commander of the 105th Division, was a fellow countryman, and it is said that the two were also relatives.

After the peaceful settlement of the Xi'an Incident, this person did not leave Xi'an, and was introduced by Liu Duoquan to join the Northeast Army Staff Headquarters as a staff member and serve as a senior senator.

After Zhang Xueliang was detained by Chairman Chiang in Nanjing, the internal contradictions in the Northeast Army suddenly became incompatible, and the young Zhuang faction and the veteran faction reached a point where water and fire were incompatible, while Zhang Mutao maintained good relations with both sides, which was not normal in itself.

If it is out of public intentions, deliberately resolving the contradictions between the two sides, and being a peacemaker, he is not weighty, then there is only one explanation, he is left and right, and both sides are flattering, and the intention of doing so is doubtful.

After listening to Qiuquan's situation report, Tang Qiuli's heart vaguely had a clue, now, the most critical person is this Zhang Mutao, this guy's body, there must be material, Tang Qiuli means that God unknowingly brought him nòng, and the goods in his stomach came out, and everything was understood.

Qiu Quan understood and quietly arranged this qiē, and the forces of all parties suppressed by the Dingbian Mobile Corps were temporarily calm, creating good conditions for the special operations detachment to complete its mission.

In the northeast corner of Xi'an City, there is a courtyard house, usually the big mén is closed, in and out of a lock, and the surrounding neighbors are separated by a short distance, it should be a single mén courtyard, this is Zhang Mutao's place in Xi'an.

At this time, the night was already very deep, the courtyard was quiet, there were no lights in each room, the owner had already slept, it was so late, people who didn't sleep must be doing something

Zhang Mutao is not qualified enough for the army to send him a sentry, don't think that in this way, the yard can come and go freely, behind the shadows of the houses on the east and west sides, there are two black shadows, vigilantly observing the wind and grass in the yard, these are two dark sentinels.

Just by the formation, you can see that the owner of the courtyard is not ordinary, the house is brightly lit, all the windows are tightly covered by quilts, and there is no light outside.

Zhang Mutao had just finished sending a telegram to his boss, lit a cigarette, and thought about something with a solemn expression, the smoke that came out made his face look hazy and obscure, and the other three people in the room were all strong men, with a face yīn owl, revealing such a fierce energy, and they were looking at Zhang Mutao who was spitting clouds and fog at a loss, and the room was depressed and quiet.

Zhang Mutao was thinking about the situation in Xi'an, originally tǐng shun lì, suddenly killed a Tang Qiuli, thunderous means, and controlled the situation in Xi'an in one fell swoop.

He felt that things had changed and it was very tricky, so he sent a telegram to his superiors, "The situation in Xi'an is going according to the original plan, the fuse has been lit within the Northeast Army and between the 17th Route Army, Ying Detian and others will take action, and Wang Yizhe will be killed." ”

"Unexpectedly, on the evening of 3 February, the Central Army's troops, numbered as the Dingbian Mobile Corps of the North China Independent Division, with more than 30,000 troops, marched into Xi'an, quickly brought the situation under control, and actually isolated the three sides of the conflict."

"On the morning of February 4, Tang Qiuli, vice chairman of the Military Committee of the National People's Political Affairs, arrived in Xi'an by special plane, and held talks with Zhou Enlai, the head of the ** delegation, and the two sides reached an agreement, so they joined hands to solve the Xi'an mutiny.

After sending the telegram, Zhang Mutao was not much more relaxed in his heart, and not being able to hear the gunshots in Xi'an City was the thing he was most anxious about, which meant that the parties to the conflict had no possibility of contact again.

In the quiet courtyard, a xiǎo stone suddenly fell, and the sound of "let's click" was particularly obvious, the two secret sentinels were both old rivers and lakes, and their experience was very sophisticated, how could they be fooled by this kind of xiǎo pediatric trick

They were still quietly hidden in the shadows, but the muscles on their bodies were tense, holding their breath, and they were ready to strike at any time.

After a while, a figure fell in the courtyard like a tanuki, and the two dark whistles were horrified, but there was no sound, and the two of them didn't have time to think about it, so they pounced on it, and two pairs of big hands like iron tongs held the black shadow tightly.

Started soft, not like a human body, secretly screamed fooled, the back of the head was hit hard, the eyes were dark, fell to the ground, stretched out a big hand halfway, scooped them up, gently followed the ground, and then tied a sturdy, mouth stuffed with rags.

This is the action taken by the third branch of the special operations detachment to arrest Zhang Mutao, and the secret sentry in the courtyard has long fallen in the eyes of the soldiers.

The dummy put on his clothes and threw them into the yard, and sure enough, he lured out the two dark whistles and solved the secret whistles, and the courtyard was completely controlled by the third special operations team.

Slammed into the room, and in the brightly lit room, three stunned big men reacted instantly, reached out and pulled out their guns, reflecting their amazing speed, obviously veterans who had undergone strict training.

A few crossbow arrows, silently nailed to their throats, even without a tail, the arrows leaked out from the back of the neck, so terrifying strength, so accurate and vicious, after the improvement of the characteristics of the crossbow arrows, it is really amazingly powerful.

The three big men fell to the ground, their hands slowly slipped out of their arms, and they still held the pistol tightly in their hands, but they never had a chance to pull the trigger.

Zhang Mutao was already frightened by the situation in front of him, his mouth was wide open, looking at the corpses of the soldiers and the three accomplices on the ground who fell from the sky, his head had not yet reacted, and it was not his job to dance the knife and gun, and punch and kick tuǐ.

The special operations team quickly cleaned up the scene, the blood stains on the ground were wiped clean, except for the code book and a few valuable pieces of information were taken away, and everything in the room remained as it was, and then quickly evacuated, taking Zhang Mutao and the two secret sentries who were still unconscious, as well as three corpses.

The whole process, which lasted no more than fifteen minutes, did not alarm anyone, and the tactical skills and training level of the special operations detachment were really breathtaking, worthy of being the sword of an independent division.

Being taken to Xi'an Airport, Zhang Mutao in Tang Qiuli's temporary command headquarters, facing this young general, quickly understood who he had fallen into, he glanced at Tang Qiuli with hatred, and the smile on the corner of Tang Qiuli's mouth pierced his heart like an awl.

This kind of smile, in his opinion, is extreme irony and contempt, Zhang Mutao's heart instantly ached, he didn't expect that the dignified No. 2 person in the national government fǔ also used this kind of indiscriminate means, and he still underestimated him.

Zhang Mutao sighed, closed his eyes in despair, his teeth were clenched, his mouth was tightened, and on his thin face, the green tendons were tensed, and his face looked hideous

Tang Qiuli looked at this guy with interest, this kind of goods have seen a lot, the special operations detachment has countless ways to make you speak, what you are doing, it is already very clear, but you need a personal confession, I will come in handy, otherwise, in my eyes, you are worthless, just a pile of garbage, with people like you, I am very annoyed to talk to you.

Tang Qiuli's words, the tone was not high, the tone was gentle, and the attitude was indifferent, Zhang Mutao was completely angry, he opened his eyes suddenly, and with a desperate fierce light, he looked at Tang Qiuli directly, and shouted hoarsely: "The surname Tang, I didn't expect that the dignified No. 2 person in the national government would use the next three indiscriminate methods of secret arrest, I look down on you, and there is a kind of you who will shoot me immediately."

Tang Qiuli waved his hand lightly, and several fighters came up and dragged him out, as long as the result came, the soldiers of the special operations detachment knew what to do.

Two hours later, Zhang Mutao's autographed confession had been placed in front of Tang Qiuli, and Zhang Mutao, who had been re-escorted, did not have the slightest trace of torture on his body, but his attitude was completely defeated.

His face was pale, his eyes were scattered, his expression was dull, and a strand of hair was stuck to his sweaty forehead, as if he had been tuned to his backbone, and his qi was all gone, if it weren't for the two soldiers holding him, I am afraid it would be a puddle of mud on the ground, Tang Qiu looked at the captain of the third division of the special operations detachment suspiciously, what method do you use to turn this guy into this virtue?

The captain of the special operations detachment smiled but did not answer, Tang Qiuli took the confession and looked at it, this guy's origin is not xiǎo, he is a senior spy of the special service agency of the Japanese North China Garrison Army, and he is directly under the leadership of the head of the special service Xiǎo Lin Duoxier, which category of secret agents does he belong to.

After the Xi'an Incident, the Japanese expected the Central Army, the Northeast Army, and the 17th Route Army to fight each other did not happen.

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