Yu Zecheng finished his day's work, went to the triangle vegetable market to get a fresh grass carp, and prepared to go back to make a steaming dish to improve the food.

"Mr. Yu has improved his food?" The neighbor who had just gotten off work looked at the fish he was carrying in his hand and said hello.

"I haven't eaten meat for many days, and the fish is cheap, so let's improve it." Yu Zecheng nodded with a smile, said hello to the neighbors, and walked to the door.

But standing at the door, hearing the movement in the courtyard next door, a figure suddenly sounded in his mind, is he back?

He knocked on the door and shouted inside, "Is it Pengfei?" ”

Yuan Pengfei was cleaning up the stove, and when he heard someone calling him, he didn't even bother to wash his hands, so he hurriedly ran to open the door: "Lao Yu, I miss you to death!" ”

Yuan Pengfei's hands were dark, his face was covered with a layer of ash, and he was about to hug when he came up. Yu Zecheng was taken aback, and hurriedly took two steps back.

This kind of enthusiasm is really a bit too much for a person with a relatively wooden personality.

"Pengfei, did you take the wrong medicine?"

"I haven't seen you in a long time, didn't I express my enthusiasm!" Yuan Pengfei spread his hands, shrugged his shoulders and said, "This time, don't I want to mix under your hands, I have to leave a good impression on you first!" ”

Yu Zecheng shook his head helplessly, "You, don't say that, come to my house for dinner after cleaning up in a while, steamed fish, you have a mouthful." ”

"Okay, I'll bring you two more bottles of good wine, let's have a good talk." Yuan Pengfei said.

This is not a place to talk, and if you have a lot of eyes and you can't tell who will hear you, you should be cautious if you don't put your head on your waistband to be an agent.

night

At Yu Zecheng's house, there are three dishes on the small dining table, a steamed grass carp, a tomato scrambled egg, and a fried peanut.

This is already a good hospitality, that is, Yu Zecheng has two salaries, and he has plenty of money, otherwise how can he see these dishes.

Yuan Pengfei brought two bottles of liquor, and he didn't know when he also liked the taste of wine, although this thing didn't necessarily taste good.

He picked up the liquor and was about to twist it, but Yu Zecheng held his hand down, "Pengfei, don't drink, in this kind of dangerous place, it's still very important to be sober, if you can't drink it, don't drink it, it's best to quit!" ”

"Okay, then I won't drink it." Yuan Pengfei was as good as a stream, put the wine bottle down on the table, and the two chatted while eating.

"Lao Yu, it's okay if I call you that, right?"

"You feel free."

Yu Zecheng didn't mind, just called it, it didn't matter.

Yuan Pengfei said: "Lao Yu, the section chief sent me to partner with you, you know, right?" ”

Yu Zecheng nodded: "The superior leader has told me, including the big things you did in Nanjing. You are very good, you have made many meritorious contributions, and your rank is the same as me in the blink of an eye. ”

Yuan Pengfei still knew what his situation was, he didn't dare to be arrogant, and said modestly: "Hey, this time this time isn't shit luck, this spy case goes straight to the sky, I am also lucky to play some role, the section chief vigorously cultivates, I can come up, that is, this time!" ”

Sometimes, it's not about how much credit you make, it's about whether you can let the leaders see it.

There are advantages and disadvantages to working in the central government and working in the local area.

It is easy to get into the sight of the leaders when working in the central government, and it is not impossible to ride the wind dragon once if you are lucky.

And when working in the local area, the supervision is not so strict, and the power at hand is greater.

Yu Zecheng also understands these things, and he must be envious of him, but it will not rise to the point of jealousy.

"Pengfei, you are humble, a capable person can shine anywhere." He is not only encouraging Yuan Pengfei, but also encouraging himself.

You must know that it has not been a year since he Yu Zecheng joined the military command! The rank of lieutenant is already higher than many, and there is nothing to be satisfied with.

The two chatted about some recent encounters, and when it came to the landlord's suggestion, Yu Zecheng was a little silent.

"Old Yu, what's wrong, don't you agree? If you don't mind, forget it. Anyway, it's nothing, and I'm not short of those two money, the main thing is that cooking is too troublesome, why don't we have a partner? Yuan Pengfei proposed.

Eating out is not as cost-effective as doing it yourself at home, and after eating too much outside, it always feels greasy.

The food at home may not taste so fragrant, but it is the most appetizing.

And it is hygienic, nutritious and healthy, and it is really much better than the food in the restaurant outside.

But there's a little bit of trouble.

Who cooks knows, buying vegetables, washing vegetables, picking vegetables and stir-frying, and finally having to wash pots and dishes, it is impossible to eat a meal without taking some time.

Yuan Pengfei also had this in mind, and wanted to rent out the south house. Charge less money, and there is nothing else to ask for, just to make a partner, let him eat delicious meals, and save some trouble, killing two birds with one stone.

Yu Zecheng wiped his face and said helplessly: "Pengfei, in fact, I don't have any opinion on this matter, I'm already thinking about moving." ”

"Well, why?" Yuan Pengfei was a little surprised, "Why do you want to move?" ”

Yu Zecheng smiled bitterly: "Pengfei, it's still for the sake of safety." Today, unlike in the past, we are all operating underground, and our addresses and whereabouts are as secret as possible, otherwise we will be approached by the Japanese one day, and we will not know how to die. ”

In the past, the demon capital was a national control area, and the military commanders were swaggering here, and few dared to stop these god-killing people.

Yu Zecheng was engaged in intelligence gathering at that time, and the number of activities was relatively small, and his identity was not revealed.

However, including Yuan Pengfei, there are still many people who know his family, and they can only count it on two hands.

Only one of these people was caught by the Japanese and became a traitor. His Yu Zecheng's foundation will also be exposed, and it will be a matter of time before it ends.

So moving and changing jobs is a plan that Yu Zecheng has made in the near future.

He was a cautious man, and if he were in danger, he would not be able to sleep in the middle of the night.

After Yuan Pengfei knew his thoughts, he hurriedly asked, "Then do I have to move too?" ”

Yu Zecheng squinted his eyes and gave a reply: "You can move, you can't move." ”

Out of the sense of prudence, it's best to move to keep yourself a little more private.

In fact, Yuan Pengfei is a proper newcomer, and there are not many people here in the demon capital who know him. The people who knew his address were the three of them that day. It doesn't matter how dangerous it is, it doesn't matter if you move it or not.

Yuan Pengfei nodded suddenly and didn't say anything, but he had an idea in his heart.

Three holes of the cunning rabbit, he has one hole now, it is too little, how can he get another one.

……

Early the next morning, Yuan Pengfei yawned and knocked on the landlord's door.

It doesn't bother the two owners, and the landlord rents out so many houses, and he is familiar with recruiting tenants. Yuan Pengfei simply entrusted the matter of renting the south house to the landlord.

I walked out of the alley, bought two fritters from a fritter stand, wrapped them in oily paper and ate them as I walked.

At this point, the pedestrians on the street are in a hurry, most of them are office workers, and there are few people like him who are idle.

"The newspaper is sold, the newspaper is sold, the defense of the Sixing warehouse is over, and the hero of the Anti-Japanese War, Xie Jinyuan, is detained by the British Concession, which makes the hero shed blood and tears!" The newsboy held a thick stack of newspapers and shouted loudly.

"Give me one!"

"Give me a copy too!"

Pedestrians paid money to buy it, and Yuan Pengfei also bought one with the crowd.

After Japan's full-scale invasion of China, the Nationalist Government appealed to the League of Nations and asked all countries to send troops to stop Japan's aggression. The League of Nations proposed to convene a conference attended by the signatories of the Nine-Power Pact and other countries to mediate the Sino-Japanese War.

The meeting is scheduled to be held in Brussels, the capital of Belgium, on October 30, and the war situation in Shanghai will directly affect the interests of the Republic of China government in the negotiations at the conference.

The chairman of the committee gave the order: In any case, there must be a force to hold the last position, and even if there is a single soldier in the battle, it must hold out until the meeting is convened.

The tragic and brutal battle of the Battle of Songhu has lasted for more than 70 days, and the blood of the hot-blooded men has stained the Huangpu River red.

The magic capital, after all, still can't be held.

But there must be an army to come to an end, and they will be the last high note on the score, the last flash in a battle that has already been lost.

Xie Jinyuan, deputy of the 524th Regiment of the 88th Division of the Central Army, received this task: to defend the Sixing warehouse in Shanghai, attract Japanese firepower at all costs, and cover the retreat of the large forces in the Zhabei area.

Just like a gecko with a broken tail to survive, Xie Jinyuan's task is to do a good job of this "broken tail".

It was a battle that was bound to be lost, but he had to not only fight, but also to beat the Japanese army to the point that they lost their minds and turned into mad dogs, so that the Japanese would put all their chips on him until he was crushed to pieces by an enemy a hundred times his size.

The Sihang Warehouse is a five-story building that was originally a joint warehouse of four banks, including the Continental Bank, and became the headquarters of the 88th Division during the war.

The west and north sides of the warehouse were occupied by the Japanese army, with the British Concession to the east, the Suzhou Creek to the south, and the Public Concession on the other side of the river.

By the time the left-behind soldiers built fortifications here, it had effectively become an island.

Before entering the Sixing warehouse, he had already written a suicide note: "Before Jin Yuan dies, he will ask for a considerable price from the Japanese Kou, and he will fight to the death with the enemy with one shot and one bullet." ”

When they first arrived at the Sixing Warehouse, a British Concession soldier asked them how many people there were across the Suzhou River, and Xie Jinyuan replied loudly: Eight hundred.

In fact, there were only more than 400, which was overreported in order to intimidate the Japanese army. Prevent the Japanese from knowing that they are few in number, and the attack will be more rampant.

The Japanese attack, under the cover of tank and artillery fire, lasted four days and nights. The walls of the entire four-row warehouse are covered with dense craters.

Even so, the Japanese army did not succeed in capturing the Sihang warehouse. Xie Jinyuan and the more than 400 strong men he brought with him, like the toughest reef before the flood, refused to take a step back no matter how the tide beats.

The guns and artillery fire there touched the hearts of the citizens, and since the battlefield was cut off by a Suzhou Creek, they gathered on the south bank of the river every day to pay homage to the soldiers who fought to the death on the north bank.

But such a hero is now being treated unfairly.

The army had been evacuated safely, and there was no need for the Sixing Warehouse to continue to hold out. The committee ordered the lone army of the four elements to withdraw into the concession and return to the army through Huxi to participate in the battle.

However, the Bureau of the Ministry of Industry of the Concession succumbed to the pressure of the Japanese army, broke its promise, disarmed the soldiers, and detained them in a temporary camp at the intersection of Jiaozhou Road, surrounded by electric barbed wire, and guarded by the International Merchants Group day and night.

After reading the contents of the newspaper, the surrounding pedestrians were filled with righteous indignation, and they were upset for these bloody soldiers.

"These dogs and foreigners, as accomplices to the Japanese, harmed our soldiers, they really deserve to die!"

"That is, in addition to foreigners, those foreign dogs are even more hateful, and the guys who have forgotten the classics are also accomplices to the Japanese, why didn't his ancestors jump out and strangle him to death!"

Within the Public Concession, the highest administrative body is the Bureau of the Ministry of Industry of the Concession. The Bureau of the Ministry of Industry of the Concession is headed by the Board of Directors.

Generally speaking, the British will occupy the majority of seats. Americans and Japanese each accounted for one, and in 28 there were three directors who entered the Ministry of Industry.

In this incident, of course, the Japanese suffered a great loss from those soldiers and soldiers, and they were coerced and enticed after they became angry.

Director Kehua can't just watch it!

It doesn't matter how difficult the problem is or how stressful it is, you have to figure out how to do it!

Let the hero shed blood and tears, and the threat of the enemy is a reason for your inaction?

Regardless of whether they have a hard time or not, anyway, the heroes and soldiers have been detained, and they deserve to be scolded.

Listening to the abuse of the people around him, Yuan Pengfei's pace quickened a little. Now, there is not much he can do for these heroes, first do his job well, and wait until he sees Yu Zecheng in the evening.

Finding a café to sit down and ordering a casual cup of coffee, he flipped through the newspapers he had just bought today.

As in modern times, advertising is indispensable.

However, there are not as many advertising patterns as now, most of them are relatively simple and crude, and there are fewer fancy ones.

Like this one, even if it is more fancy, the magic capital auspicious gold shop: "scientific refining, full red gold, pure silver, Seiko inlay, new jewelry, beads, bricks and jade." ”

There are selling national feelings, East China Tobacco Company: "Pure and pure domestic products, super golden chrysanthemum, two cents per pack; Fine-quality betel nut, one dime per pack. ”

There are also some clueless ones, just writing the company and phone number, and they don't even know what the main business is, and they don't know what the use of this advertisement is.

After flipping through the pages at random, he began to seriously look for housing rental advertisements, and then arranged a hiding cave, which was his purpose today.

PS: Here is a special explanation.

The Songhu War of Resistance and the Battle of Songhu are different, although it is only a difference of one word, but it is talking about two wars.

The Songhu War of Resistance was a local battle fought by the Japanese Kwantung Army on January 18, 32 years to cover up the conspiracy of the puppet government of Manchukuo.

The number of troops participating in the war on both sides did not exceed 100,000, and it ended with a regional compromise on the part of the Republic of China government.

The Battle of Songhu was the first large-scale battle initiated by the Chinese side on August 13, 37, following the July 7 Incident, with more than one million participants on both sides.