Chapter 1282 You don’t want to either
"Vice seat!"
When Zuo Zhong was thinking about how to get rid of Saburo Iguchi without ruining his next plan, Gui Youguang hurried over to report something to him.
"Following your instructions, I went to follow the German agent who was in contact with Nobita. After the meeting, the agent went to the Crempton area, which is a German-gathering area in Melbourne with very few Asian faces. I was afraid of alerting the enemy, so I came back first. "
German immigrants first came to Melbourne in the 19th century. These Germans not only worked as miners, but also opened shops, hotels and farms near the mining areas, gradually forming several German gathering areas, and Crempton was one of them. The local people are indeed a bit eye-catching.
Zuo Zhong recalled the information and casually replied: "You did a good job. If it doesn't work this time, just look for another opportunity. The Germans can't hide in the gathering area forever."
Gui Youguang's worried heart was relieved, and suddenly he seemed to have thought of something, and he actually approached Zuo Zhong: "Vice-in-Chief, the German agent who contacted Daxiong is an old friend of ours, guess who he is. "
German agent, old friend.
Zuo Zhong didn't look at the winking bald man. Faces flashed through his mind quickly, including enemies, friends, and strangers. After an unknown amount of time, an image of a cold white man emerged in the depths of his memory.
Muhe, the intelligence officer of the German colonel Abwehr, was the opponent the military commander encountered when he went to Europe to receive weapons blueprints (section 606).
"Is it Mu Hye?" Zuo Zhong expressed his guess.
Gui Youguang didn't expect Zuo Zhong's guess to be so accurate, so he nodded quickly: "That's Mu He. This guy's anti-tracking skills are very sophisticated. I almost lost him on the way."
Zuo Zhong understood that the German intelligence system was very extreme. Although its personnel were well-educated and equipped with advanced equipment, it always made some low-level mistakes.
Mu Hyuk was like this. He had no intelligence skills, but he had a rigid thinking. The reason was probably because he was from the army and only entered the intelligence system later, so he had already formed a certain way of thinking.
If he were Mu Hyul, what would he do in this action? Zuo Zhong closed his eyes and put himself into Mu Hyul, guessing the opponent's next move.
When old-school officers perform combat missions, such as attacking a certain position, the first thing they do is to conduct reconnaissance, collect enemy intelligence, understand the terrain and landforms of the attack area, and determine natural obstacles, roads, and bunkers.
After the intelligence collection is completed, the next step is to formulate a combat plan, which involves the main attack direction, auxiliary attack routes, retreat channels and troop deployment.
After these are prepared, it is a simulation exercise to familiarize the operators with offensive procedures, tactics and command structure.
Finally, according to the intelligence returned by European intelligence stations, the German army will establish assembly and departure positions in advance during small-scale operations, which will be easy to handle.
Thinking of this, Zuo Zhong slowly opened his eyes and gave orders to Wu Chunyang and Gui Youguang respectively.
"Chunyang, spread your people around the factory. If I guess correctly, the Germans will send people to investigate at the earliest today or tomorrow at the latest.
You should pay special attention to key locations such as intersections, bridges, and commanding heights. Don't move once you find someone. I want to know the location of the other party's surveillance points and assembly areas. "
After saying that, he called Gui Youguang again: "As for you, closely monitor every move of the Japanese. Your movements must be concealed so as not to be discovered."
"yes."
Wu Chunyang and Gui Youguang replied, and then the former asked a question. This question had troubled him for a long time, and he had wanted to ask it for a long time. Today he finally found the opportunity.
"Deputy Chairman, there is no point in just sanctioning Japanese and German intelligence personnel. If one group is eliminated, the other party can send the second and third groups." Wu Chunyang asked with a frown.
The intelligence war between countries is not a battle between rivers and lakes. Human life is the least valuable consumable. With high-value targets like penicillin, even if they fail this time, the Germans and Japanese will look for opportunities again.
Zuo Zhong touched the wombat in the fence, straightened up and chuckled: "Who said they will be punished now?"
kindness?
Wu Chunyang and Gui Youguang were full of questions. What did the deputy mean? If they don't sanction the other party now, then when will they be sanctioned?
"Okay, you go and carry out the order." Zuo Zhong picked up the broom and piled the wombat excrement together (foreshadowing), without any intention of explaining.
From the beginning, Zuo Zhong had no intention of solving the problem by killing people alone. As Wu Chunyang said, if you kill one group, there will be a second group. It is impossible for the military commander to spend all his energy on Australia.
So is there a way to make the Germans and Japanese give up targeting Zuo's penicillin factory once and for all or in a longer period of time?
The answer is yes.
But this not only requires careful planning, but also technical support. After Wu Chunyang and Gui Youguang set off, Zuo Zhong also quietly left the zoo.
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Melbourne's western suburbs, pharmaceutical factory.
A column of white smoke floated out of the chimney in the corner of the factory, and a faint smell of medicine floated over the pharmaceutical factory. Gucci was half a body behind Zuo Zhong, and the two of them were walking and chatting.
"Lao Gu, how is the personnel selection going?"
"It's still going on. No suspicious persons have been found yet. The details of the workers and researchers are clean and their whereabouts are clear."
"Well, this is the benefit of closed management." Zuo Zhong said, pointing to a corner of the factory area, where there are several four-story buildings, which are the factory dormitory areas.
The red brick building has multiple rooms connected by a corridor on each floor, and the toilet and kitchen spaces are infinitely compressed.
In later generations, this kind of building had a famous name, and its origin was related to a certain big shot in Red Russia. But in fact, similar buildings had appeared in Germany as early as the 1920s.
The Zuo family carried forward the borrowing principle and built several buildings as dormitories for workers and researchers to control the scope of personnel movement.
Gu Qi smiled and said yes, and suggested that the new dormitory area of Juntong could be built in this way. Zuo Zhong was shocked. In the future, this tube building would not be called "Juntong Building".
After making a few jokes, Zuo Zhong, led by Gucci, walked into the research center—a Bauhaus-style factory building that looked very ordinary from the outside.
After multiple inspections, the two entered the empty factory building, which contained only a few old chemical experimental instruments. Even conventional experiments could not be completed with these instruments, let alone the research of penicillin.
Gu Qi led Zuo Zhong to an iron plate with a fence. As the sound of mechanical operation sounded, the iron plate slowly sank, carrying the two of them to a secret laboratory located more than ten meters underground.
Under the dim explosion-proof lights, the simple elevator stopped descending, and a semicircular corridor connected several corridors, leading to different directions.
Gu Qi, who had already been here once, introduced the layout and functions of each corridor to Zuo Zhong one by one. When he mentioned that Fleming, who was in charge of the research and development of penicillin, was in a certain laboratory, Zuo Zhong interrupted him and went to see him alone. the other party.
Gu Qi stood outside the door and faintly heard the quarrel through the solid iron door. Someone was shouting in English that this was impossible, but the quarrel ended quickly.
"Crunch~"
The iron door opened again, and Zuo Zhong walked out of the laboratory. The moment he was about to go out, he turned back and said to a white man with an angry face.
"Alexander, science does not have national borders, but scientists do. You don't want to see your hometown occupied by the Germans. Please complete my mission as soon as possible."
"But this takes time!"
"I can buy you time. Do you have any questions?"
The white man was silent. Zuo Zhong closed the iron door and told Gu Qi to leave. The two of them strode to the elevator and returned to the ground. What they were good at was killing people, so professional matters should naturally be handled by professionals.
"Vice seat."
On the elevator, Gu Qi opened his mouth to say something, but Zuo Zhong raised his hand to stop him: "Lao Gu, I know you have many problems, but not now."
Nothing is certain yet, so Zuo Zhong doesn't want to say more. Now he can only hope that the researchers in the laboratory have real materials, otherwise the military commander will have no choice but to go on a killing spree.
On the other side, in a German-style building in the Krempton District, Mu He summoned his men to start assigning tasks, and the content was completely consistent with Zuo Zhong's speculation.
Reconnaissance, troop deployment, and drills, all steps are as precise and as standard as the graduation thesis of the Berlin Military Academy. You can't find any shortcomings, nor can you find any bright spots.
This kind of fighting method of forming a stronghold and fighting a stupid battle is no problem in conventional operations, but it is a big problem in intelligence operations.
There are essential differences between conventional operations and intelligence operations. The goals and nature, the methods of confrontation, and the complexity of information processing are very different. The biggest difference is time.
In conventional combat, time is often related to the pace of battle, advancement and speed of decision-making, with the focus being on how to defeat the enemy quickly and effectively.
Time is dynamic in intelligence operations. Some intelligence may require a long period of accumulation and analysis to show value. The rush for quick results in conventional combat thinking may lead to exposure or wrong decisions.
Therefore, when Wu Chunyang laid a dragnet near the Penicillin factory, he discovered a group of sneaky white people that night, followed the clues to find their temporary stronghold, and figured out their activities.
After a day of observation, Wu Chunyang went to Zuo Zhong and reported the surveillance results: "Deputy Commander, the Germans have a total of three surveillance points and one assembly point. The surveillance points change every six hours, with three people in each shift. The assembly point lasts twelve hours. Change to a new class, with six people in each class.”
Perhaps the Germans have arrangements in other places, but all personnel around the factory have entered the military command's sight.
While Zuo Zhong expressed satisfaction with Wu Chunyang's work, he also put forward more detailed requirements, such as finding out the weapons configuration of the Germans and making preparations to cut off contact between surveillance points and assembly points and the outside world when necessary.
Executing intelligence operations is like operating a precision machine. The details are like the gears that mesh with each other. If there is a mistake in one place, the machine will have problems, which will kill people.
Wu Chunyang knew the deputy director's style and had already anticipated these issues. He immediately started talking about them in detail, making Zuo Zhong nod his head repeatedly.
Time passed by a few days later. This morning, the German agents who had been dormant for several days suddenly moved out, targeting a small factory in Melbourne.
