When the sudden explosion sounded ahead, the driver braked suddenly, but the car still unceremoniously hit the street lamp next to it.

Wang Maocai and the others in the car leaned forward by the inertial impact, and Wang Maocai's head hit the windshield, and blood flowed immediately. He rubbed his eyes and looked ahead, the guard car at the front was already in tatters, the roof had been blown off, and the car was also on fire, and the crackling sound of burning was shocking.

Wang Maocai's heart was cold, looking at this scene, someone wanted to kill himself! If I had been in the car in front of me, I would have died in Huangquan.

Just when everyone was in shock, a rush of gunfire came.

"Protect the Commander!" In a hurry, adjutant Zhao Long held a shell gun in one hand and covered Wang Maocai with his body in the other, and retreated while fighting, and found a wall of a private house to use as a cover.

A wave of guards jumped down as soon as the explosion sounded, raised the shell guns in their hands and organized a tight net of fire, forcing the people in front to not dare to approach.

After a few knocks, a few* exploded in the crowd. Wang Maocai's leg was hit by shrunge, and blood immediately flowed.

With the help of mortar fire, the ambushers kept rushing up. The sound of gunfire rang out continuously, and from time to time someone on the guard's side was shot. Seeing that the other party was about to attack, Zhao Long immediately made a decision and retreated with Wang Maocai, except for the dozen or so guards who were responsible for covering and dragging the enemy, the others began to retreat in a semicircle towards the headquarters.

Because they didn't walk far, the path was half an hour's walk away from the headquarters, Zhao Long was big, and immediately put Wang Maocai on his back and ran backwards, although he was out of breath, but they didn't dare to stop along the way, and when they ran to the front of the headquarters building, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hurry up and open the door! The Commander has arrived! One of the guards running at the front shouted.

The guard in front of the headquarters hesitated, and after a moment someone shouted, "Where is the commander?" ”

Wang Maocai felt a little strange when he heard this voice, and he took a closer look, and the officers and soldiers standing guard at the gate had already torn off the red cloth strips on their sleeves, and many years of battlefield experience told him that there must be some connection between this and attacking him.

Without thinking too much about it, the guards guarding the headquarters had already opened fire, and the lieutenant who was running in front of him was killed on the spot.

A gunshot rang out, and Zhao Long and the others immediately panicked, damn it! The headquarters is also occupied, how much effort is this?

"Capture Wang Maocai alive!" The guards at the headquarters rushed over with shouts in unison, and many officers and soldiers poured out of the headquarters, and their voices rose higher and higher. The guards fought and retreated, and in a short time they were wiped out.

In between the enemy's attacks, Wang Maocai and Zhao Long both took off their military uniforms. Slipped along the path, but fortunately, because of the short time, the enemy's plan was not very tight, and many of the trails were not blocked.

Zhao Long picked up Wang Maocai and escaped smoothly, and after a while, he ran towards the direction outside the city, Wang Maocai looked at the headquarters behind him, gritted his teeth and said, "Lost!" Lao Tzu's luck is really bad. ”

At the same time that Wang Maocai was ambushed, a well-planned operation was also being carried out in the pilot's dormitory at Jianqiao Airport. Gao Zhihang, the captain of the Eighth Air Force Group, and a group of pilots were placed under house arrest in their dormitories, and outside were the military police of the headquarters guarding them.

In the past few days, people have been coming to persuade them, but the pilots are still unmoved, and this morning, the officer who persuaded them unceremoniously said that if they continue to be obsessed, they will be subjected to coercive measures.

Gao Zhihang and they are not afraid of death, but they are killed by their own people in this way, and no one will be reconciled. Gao Zhihang also knew that if this continued, it would be inevitable that the other party would not kill the killer, so he decided to strike first.

In the afternoon of the same day, Gao Zhihang united the pilots and decided to act.

After 9 p.m., the pilots turned off their lights and rested, and the gendarmes patrolling back and forth made a concerted footstep.

Suddenly, a strange scream sounded, and the pilots killed the gendarmes patrolling the corridor with their bare hands, grabbed the guns, and began to attack them.

After a fierce battle, the pilots occupied the airfield.

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When Wang Maocai was fleeing, Nanjing's intelligence network also began to turn. Yang Yibing couldn't help but be surprised when he received the news that "someone had attacked Wang Maocai", he had just received information that it was suspected that the Japanese had sent a representative to contact Wang Maocai, and he wanted to report that Huang Ke had carried out a beheading operation?

But he just has such a plan, and before it has been implemented, how can someone start to do it first?

Yang Yibing felt a little ominous premonition, could it be that someone made the first move? It's hard to say whether it's friend or foe now.

When he was mobilizing the intelligence network to investigate, Huang Ke called him to the office. After entering the office, Huang Ke handed him the newspaper that had just been copied.

"This is just sent by the Southeast Theater Command, several of Wang Maocai's subordinates have joined forces with the troops of the Shaozhuang faction to rebel, and they have already controlled the main officers of the mutiny, but Wang Maocai is missing."

After Huang Ke finished speaking, he cut the cigarette butt of the cigar cigarette short, lit it, and he took a deep breath, tasting the unique aroma of the cigar smoke. It seems that Wang Maocai's farce is coming to an end at this time. Originally, he was a temporary rise and his foundation was not old, and Wang Maocai insisted on defecting to Japan, so that some wavering subordinates finally made up their minds.

Originally, they wanted to ambush Wang Maocai on the way back to Wang Maocai, but they didn't expect him to escape. Fortunately, the overall situation has been brought under control, and most of the troops in the southeast theater have been rebuilt in accordance with the order, and the follow-up recovery work is now underway.

Yang Yibing did not speak, their intelligence work made many mistakes in this operation, and the reason why Wang Maocai raised troops was, in the final analysis, related to the working methods and methods of the Anti-Corruption Department.

Huang Ke seemed to see through his inner thoughts, but in fact, why didn't he himself?

For Huang Ke, the clean government action was originally a merit of him, which could be used to intensify the blow to the Kuomintang faction, but Wang Maocai's sudden mobilization of troops put his faction into a rather passive situation.

At the same time, the clean government action also gave many old subordinates an opinion of themselves, and now he has no political support except for the early Xiguan faction and the academic faction of Li Siguang and others.

He said lightly: "Wang Maocai is in an important position and holds many major secrets of our army, and his whereabouts are unknown is a problem. Although the overall situation in the southeast has now been decided, if he defects to a foreign country, the consequences will be quite serious, and the intelligence work of the pre-cadre department has not been very good these days, and there will definitely be major personnel changes in the future. ”

Yang Yibing immediately understood what Huang Ke meant, and he said uprightly: "Yes, I will deploy all my strength to search for Wang Maocai." ”

"Hmmm! Wang Maocai is a very guilty person, and the consequences of his betrayal are unimaginable, and he can take extraordinary measures in the process of arrest, and if he encounters resistance, he can be killed on the spot! After Huang Ke said these words, he motioned for Yang Yibing to go out.

After Yang Yibing went out, Huang Ke breathed a sigh of relief, he could sleep peacefully tonight.

The farce of southeastern autonomy came to an end in less than a week, and after a short time, the units under the southeastern theater carried out rectification and reform, and the government agencies in various localities had returned to normal, and people quickly forgot about it, after all, during the warlord melee period before, the farce of the warlords coming to power and self-government had been staged more than once.

Although it does not have much impact on the lives of ordinary people, it has a far-reaching impact on the top level of the Nanjing government. The Wang Maocai incident directly led to the imbalance of political power between the two factions, and in the end, the post of commander of the Southeast Theater was taken by Chen Cheng, a general of the Chiang faction, and with Hu Zongnan, Song Xilian and other Chiang generals entering the Southeast Theater, it was completely out of Huang Ke's sphere of influence.

Of course, that's all for later. At the moment, Yang Yibing is more anxious than Huang Ke. Because he mobilized many people and posted notices everywhere, Wang Maocai was never seen.

It's like this person has evaporated!

In fact, at this time, Wang Maocai had already left Hangzhou and moved to Shanghai.

The then-prominent theater commander had shaved his head and was curled up in a corner of Shanghai's Bund in an old coarse cloth coat.

After escaping from Hangzhou, Wang Maocai and Zhao Long did not dare to stop at all, and immediately fled towards Shanghai. Familiar with the other party's search and arrest routines, Wang Maocai has always been on small roads and villages.

The road was not easy, Wang Maocai suffered a leg injury and ran very slowly. The two of them didn't have any money with them, so they had to rely on two guns to grab things all the way. While resting in a dilapidated temple in rural Jiaxing, they also used a gun to force a Jianghu Langzhong to treat him.

Jianghu Langzhong was also resting in the broken temple, so Zhao Long put a gun against his head. Jianghu Langzhong's medical skills are actually very bad, he just wrapped it in a cloth and then casually got some medicine to wipe it, but it didn't help at all.

This kind of treatment made Wang Maocai and Zhao Long, who knew how to rescue on the battlefield, spit. After a simple treatment, Zhao Long killed that Jianghu Langzhong, they are now on the run, and they can't leave any clues, so they can't be merciful.

After getting all this, Wang Maocai and Zhao Long grabbed a carriage and ran in the direction of Shanghai. They know that there is no place for the whole country now, and they can only survive by seeking political asylum at the Japanese consulate.

Wang Maocai's leg has become inflamed, and the carrion began to grow maggots, but fortunately, the leg was not wasted, and the maggots ate the carrion, which is more effective than medicine.

After walking like this for more than ten days, when they almost arrived at the suburbs of Shanghai, the two of them were already disgraced and embarrassed. So they followed the begging army into Shanghai Tang.

It has been ten days since they came to Shanghai, and they have been wandering around the Japanese concession all day long, either letting the fierce Japanese ronin drive them away, or they are almost targeted by the spies in the pre-dry office, Wang Maocai has been looking for an opportunity, and he knows that only the Japanese can save him now.

Ordinary Japanese, of course, can't believe it, but Japanese intelligence is different. Although Wang Maocai was embarrassed, he was in control of the defensive arrangements in many places in the southeast theater, the permanent field fortifications, the frequency of communications, and even the location of the artillery very well.

Thinking of this, the corners of Wang Maocai's mouth rose again, and he scolded in his heart: "You let me die!" I'm going to make a bet with you to see who can kill whom!" ”