Chapter 1326 Opening the Mountain Gate
Outside the Harbin Railway Station, numerous Japanese military police, policemen from the Puppet Police Department, and agents from the Secret Service were wandering among the crowd, stopping suspicious persons from time to time for questioning.
Although the people being interrogated were dissatisfied, there was nothing they could do about it. These military police and spies were extremely domineering. If they were even slightly dissatisfied, they would detain people on the grounds of "disturbing public order" or "suspected of being anti-Manchurian and anti-Japanese."
This city and even the entire Puppet Manchukuo appear to be extremely prosperous on the surface, but in reality there are turbulent undercurrents. Under the depressing atmosphere, even breathing seems particularly heavy.
In the biting cold wind, Gao Bin, deputy chief of the Secret Service Section, tightened his collar, raised his hand to look at his watch, and turned to tell his subordinates.
"The train from Beijing to Kazakhstan will arrive at the station in ten minutes. We must check the identities of all passengers on it, including Japanese, one by one."
After the case of Beiyinhe Base, Gao Bin led people to reconstruct the movement trajectory of military intelligence agents and knew that these government intelligence agents liked to pretend to be Japanese in order to avoid inspection.
Having learned this lesson, this time he specially invited Japanese spies from the Harbin intelligence agency, who were responsible for interrogating suspects holding Japanese documents.
The whistle sounded, and the Asia Express train slowly entered the platform. Before the passengers could get off the train, they were blocked by the ferocious Japanese soldiers.
Gao Bin glanced at his agents and issued the order in a deep voice: "Search each piece of luggage, register everyone's ID, verify the identity on the spot if it can be verified, take photos if it cannot be verified, and write down the address."
He was convinced that under his various measures, military reunification agents would not be able to escape, even if Zuo Zhong was present in person.
In addition to large-scale investigations of transportation hubs such as train stations, the Special Service Section and the Kwantung Army also blocked the main transportation routes in the city, and the expedition teams outside the city also conducted dragnet searches in various places to ensure that no blind spots were left.
While Gao Bin was using his tactics, Chen Ming, deputy leader of the intelligence team of the Harbin Intelligence Station of the Military Command, was walking on the knee-deep snow. Snowflakes were falling in large numbers, and the outline of the city behind him gradually blurred.
Although it was early spring in the southern part of the Republic of China, Harbin was still in the cold winter season. There was only Chen Ming in the wasteland, trudging towards somewhere.
A gust of white-haired wind blew by, and the ice crystals on the branches of the birch trees collided gently, making a crisp rustling sound, like a wind chime shaking.
Huh~huh~huh
Chen Ming's breathing gradually became heavier. It was really not a pleasant thing to drive in this weather. He dusted off the snowflakes on his dog-skin hat, reached out and grabbed a handful of snow and stuffed it into his mouth.
He repeated the above actions at intervals, not to quench his thirst, but to prevent his body temperature from exhaling white air.
At low temperatures, this white air will remain for a long time and slowly rise, making it very conspicuous in the blue sky.
The Japanese expedition team often stood at a high place and used binoculars to observe the mountains and forests. As soon as they saw white fog, they would immediately surround the entire area, exposing many anti-Japanese guerrillas.
In addition to eating snow, Chen Ming also dragged a piece of white cotton stretched out by wooden sticks behind him. This not only eliminated footprints, but also served as a camouflage net when necessary.
The strong wind swept the snowflakes across the ground, and the traces left by Chen Ming's walking faded little by little, and would disappear completely before long.
As he walked, Chen Ming paused, lifted up the ear protection of his **** hat and listened for a while, then suddenly threw himself on the ground and covered himself with white cotton cloth.
A few hundred meters away, a group of crusaders wearing Japanese military uniforms, puppet army uniforms, and fur coats roared past on skis.
The so-called crusade team was composed of regular Kwantung Army troops, puppet Manchurian troops, puppet police and some traitors, and was specifically responsible for hunting down, encircling and suppressing the anti-Japanese armed forces.
Most of these people have experience living in alpine areas and are good at mountain warfare. They are very difficult to deal with and are the biggest enemies of the Anti-Japanese Alliance and other guerrillas.
Chen Ming huddled up in the snow, his mouth filled with snow, breathing slowly, letting the cold snowflakes cover him.
The sound of the crusade was getting closer and closer. He gritted his teeth, took out his pistol and gently took off the hammer, ready to fire at any time.
As for surrendering to the enemy, not to mention the family rules and military laws of the military commander, even if it was to sacrifice his classmates in Shanghai, Chen Ming would not be a traitor, otherwise, he would not have the face to meet those old classmates underground.
Fortunately, this expedition team may be in a hurry to return or have an urgent mission. They passed by Chen Ming quickly and found nothing unusual.
Half an hour later, when it was confirmed that the expedition team had really left, Chen Ming, who was almost frozen, slowly stood up, shook the snow off his clothes, and continued walking deeper into the dense forest.
After walking for an unknown amount of time, Chen Ming came to a mountain col. He looked around and shouted in a low voice.
"Sir, I am Chen Ming, are you here?"
The voice echoed in the quiet forest, but no one responded. Chen Ming was a little disappointed and decided to wait a little longer, not wanting something unexpected to happen next moment.
A figure suddenly jumped out of the snow nearby. The figure covered Chen Ming's mouth and pushed him to the ground.
As a qualified intelligence officer, Chen Ming certainly would not surrender. He raised his chin and slammed it backwards, trying to break free, but a pair of big hands firmly blocked his head.
Before Chen Ming could resist again, someone said in Republican dialect: "Captain, no problem, there are no traces of Japanese around."
As the words fell, Chen Ming felt his body relax. He subconsciously looked up and saw a familiar face in front of him.
"Sir!" Chen Ming was very excited. The other person was Gui Youguang, the operations instructor of the Qingpu class and his contact person on this trip.
Gui Youguang was wearing a dog-skin hat, a double-breasted fur coat, a cotton robe, and a shell gun on his waist. He looked very majestic.
"You're late, what's going on?" Gui Youguang asked coldly.
When operating in enemy-occupied areas, one needs to remain vigilant at all times. No matter how reliable the contact person is, as long as something goes wrong, it must be investigated clearly.
Chen Ming knew the seriousness of the matter, swallowed his saliva and explained: "I met the expedition team on the way and waited in the snow nest for a while."
A small spy approached Gui Youguang and reported that a crusade team had indeed passed by nearby not long ago. Judging from the time, Chen Ming should not have lied.
Gui Youguang's sullen face instantly thawed, he helped Chen Ming up with a smile, and patted his arm again.
"You kid, how come your mobility skills have declined so much? This is not okay. Don't forget that you are working in the heart of the enemy."
Chen Ming rubbed his sore neck and didn't know what to say. If he could beat the number one action master in the bureau, how could he be sent to the Northeast?
After a few seconds of silence, Chen Ming revealed his mission: "Captain, according to the order of the deputy commander, I will accompany you to find those gangsters and persuade them to join the government."
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After hearing this, Gui Youguang took off his hat, looked at his men with tired faces, then looked at the gloomy sky, and complained.
"Mom, I and these people got off the train halfway from Xinjing to Harbin. We've been wandering around in the woods for three or four days, and you're here before we can fix it. Okay, rest for an hour, and then we'll set off."
Zuo Zhong has never engaged in path dependence and will never use the same penetration method in the same place. The many preparations Gao Bin made in Harbin were completely in vain.
Chen Ming was secretly stunned. It was more than 200 kilometers from Xinjing to Harbin. Even half of it would be 100 kilometers, and it was all mountain roads and snowy areas.
It would take an ordinary person at least seven or eight days to walk this more than 100 kilometers, but the people from the headquarters arrived in just four days. It was really fast.
Seeing that Chen Ming was thinking, Gui Youguang didn't say much and strode up to the other two people to discuss the next itinerary.
"Old Wu, please work harder. I will lead the team to clear the way in front, and you will be responsible for the actions of the large forces. Pay special attention to the expedition team on the way. You would rather go slower than expose your whereabouts."
"Okay, I'll keep an eye out."
Wu Jingzhong sat under a big tree, panting heavily, and answered Gui Youguang in a weak voice.
As a man in his forties, it was naturally impossible for him to compare with the bald men and young spies in their prime. He had been sleeping in the open air for the past few days and almost killed half of his life.
Gui Youguang did not laugh at Wu Jingzhong. It was not easy for him to persist until now. Then Gui Youguang gave Colonel Gao a few more words.
"Colonel Gao, you are a professional soldier. I am not worried about your physical strength, but please obey orders.
No matter what you see or hear on the road, you must stay calm and do not act arbitrarily, otherwise."
The biggest fear of leading a layman into action would be to create complications. If Colonel Gao saw the Japanese killing people or even slaughtering villages, he might rush out directly.
This situation is very likely to happen. After the Northeast was occupied, the Kwantung Army began to implement the "Three Guangs Policy" in order to suppress the anti-Japanese armed forces and people who supported the Anti-Union in the Northeast, which resulted in the killing of a large number of innocent people.
According to rough statistics from military commanders, from 1937 to early 1942 alone, the number of people killed directly or indirectly by the Japanese exceeded 2 million. This does not include prisoners who died of exhaustion, starvation, and torture.
Colonel Gao was not a fool and immediately understood what Gui Youguang meant. He was silent for a while and made a promise that he would never move without an order.
The rest soon ended, and the entire team was divided into two teams. One team traveled lightly to conduct reconnaissance along the way, and the other team carried weapons and ammunition to clean up traces.
Two days later, the exhausted military agents arrived at the foot of an inconspicuous mountain. Chen Ming told Gui Youguang that this place was the lair of Tuanzi.
Gui Youguang nodded: "Okay, you first contact the lurking brother and ask him to recommend the big boss to us."
A strong dragon cannot overwhelm a local snake. In this white mountain and black water, the energy that Tuanzi can mobilize is far greater than that of the military commander. This help must be used.
Chen Ming accepted the order and walked up the mountain. Gui Youguang winked, and the accompanying agents quickly dispersed and hid in hiding places, holding rifles and submachine guns in their hands and pointing them in the direction of the mountain road.
More than ten minutes later, a group of people appeared on the mountain road. When these people came close, a man dressed as a master shouted loudly.
"Open the mountain gate~~"
The sound spread very far in the mountains, and the shaking snowflakes plopped down. Gui Youguang's face darkened, md, are you afraid that the little devil can't hear it!
