"Comrade Blagoveshinsky, it's a good day today. Siber will never have such warm sunshine."

On the command platform of Wangjiadun Airport, Borening, the commander of the bomber group, looked at the rising sun in the east and couldn't help but smile.

The two of them once served in the Siber region. Those who have never been there will never understand how terrifying the land with a minimum temperature of minus 70 degrees Celsius is.

Even in April, the biting cold wind in the local area still blew on people's faces like a knife, and even the sunlight seemed to be frozen, like a white hell.

"Comrade Colonel, you're right."

Blagoveshinski agreed, aiming at the fighter plane that was preparing for takeoff next to the runway, looking down at the watch, frowned slightly.

According to the provisions of the Red Russian Air Force combat regulations, the ground staff preparation time should not exceed ten minutes, but now a full fifteen minutes have passed, and his subordinates still have not taken off.

"Comrade Lieutenant, go and urge, Japanese planes will appear in the airspace of Chicheng at any time. We must compress the takeoff time to within five minutes so that we can defeat those hateful imperialist minions."

Blagoveshensky, who spoke unconsciously, ordered a Red and Russian officer in the tower and finally added: "Let the comrades hurry up, otherwise I don't mind letting the political commissar talk to everyone."

These words made the tower extremely quiet. The lieutenant who received the order ran out as if he was running away. Porening coughed twice, feeling a little dissatisfied with the other party's mention of such things at this time.

Those people killed their own people without even blinking. The political investigation led by them sent countless people to the guillotine, and only doubt was needed, no evidence was needed.

Everyone signs up for the aid to China air force and risk their lives to fight against the Japanese. In addition to their rare merits, isn’t it just to avoid the increasingly intense large-scale (dividing) cleaning in the country?

Now that the other party said this, the pilots and the ground crew will definitely fall into fear, and their combat effectiveness will indeed be improved in a short period of time. The problem is that the morale of the army will inevitably be unstable over time.

Unexpectedly, Porenin thought of this, pointed at the chef who walked away from the barbed wire at the airport and asked knowingly: "Comrade Blagoveshinski, who is that, why can he go out of the camp?"

As a fighter pilot, Blagoveshenski has good eyesight. He glanced casually and replied: "Comrade online, that's our chef Gnady. The people in the Republic of China don't provide much vegetables. I asked the other party to go out to buy some carrots grown by local farmers."

After hearing this, Porein nodded. The pilot needs to take enough vitamins to ensure that his body is in the healthiest state. However, according to discipline, the other party should be accompanied by a guard when going out.

Because of the existence of the air force aiding China, the Japanese cannot be unaware of it. If the other party finds evidence of the motherland's participation in the war, European and American countries will definitely take the opportunity to cause trouble.

Just as he wanted to inform the guards to follow, he suddenly thought of rumors that Blagoveshenski had something to do with NK~VD. After hesitating for a while, Porenin finally said nothing.

Compared with the political commissar, the reputation of the blue hat is well known to everyone in Red and Russia. Whenever these people knock on the door, it means that your life has entered the countdown.

He once heard a joke that the cars of several NK~VD members broke down, so he went to the home of an officer on the side of the road for help. The other party closed the door without saying anything. A few minutes later, gunshots came from the house.

Although there is a fabrication, it is enough to show the horror of NK~VD. Porenin shivered involuntarily, his eyes turned to Blagoveshensky, who had no expression, and secretly guessed whether the other party had a secret identity.

At the same time.

At Hankou Wharf, Gui Youguang held a pair of telescopes and looked at a ferry on the face of the ferry, his eyes looking a little excited, as if he had seen a beast with his prey.

"The team leader, the other party is definitely a professional intelligence officer. From Wang Jiadun to Zhubian, this guy used a total of more than a dozen anti-tracking methods, and his action style is very similar to that of the Earth~Xiamen."

A small spy who is affiliated with the Special Operations Group of the Intelligence Section of the Secret Service came over to report.

Gui Youguang grinned, as the lower party, his will and ethics are worthy of respect, but when it comes to professionalism, he thinks that his special operation team will beat the other party.

After a moment of pride, he raised his chin to the opposite side of Feng: "Send someone to follow me, let the brothers on the other side respond, and contact Chief Wu for support if necessary."

In public, the spy did not stand at attention or salute, and replied in a low voice: "Come on, there are three people in total. After the ferry passes, it will stop at three piers, and the opposite side has been arranged."

“Yeah, it’s very good.”

The big bald man imitated Zuo Chong's appearance and nodded slightly, turned around and said as he walked: "I will tell me immediately if there is news. Let me see the chef now, so that everyone can be more alert. The Red and Russians are not easy to deal with."

"Yes, team leader." The little spy replied, stepped up and followed.

Half an hour later.

Gnaji, a chef from the Red and Russian Aid China Airlines team, wandered in Wangjiadun Town, and finally stopped in front of the vegetable stall and talked to local villagers in a mouthful of unskilled Chinese.

There are many foreigners in Qiancheng, and the knowledgeable villagers are not afraid of this big nose from the airport. They know that when they come, they will bite a penny to death.

While the two sides bargained, Gui Youguang wore a torn felt hat and walked towards the target with a sling. He shouted to borrow Chinese dialect and spoke standard local dialect in Bancheng.

Gnaji looked at it and found that the load contained two baskets of eggs. His eyes lit up. He didn't care about the vegetables and trotted a few steps to stop him.

"Wait, comrade... friend, how much does your egg cost."

Gui Youguang was happy when he heard this. He put down the shoulder pole with a natural expression, took out a dirty sweat towel and wiped the sweat on his head, and then offered the price honestly.

Gnaji, who was opposite, was quite satisfied with the price after hearing this. In Chinese, compared to those who treat themselves as fat sheep, the other party is not as big as a lion.

By the way, he quickly looked at the Chinese who sold eggs. He was healthy and rosy, and it was normal. He could support so many poultry and his family conditions should be good.

The knuckles are thick and rough, which means that they are engaged in physical labor at the same time, but there are no obvious scars. It seems that the other party is not a person who is used to "solving" problems with fists.

Or rather, I have not received fighting training, unlike special personnel. As I thought about it, Gnaji hesitated for a while, and did not make a conclusion for the time being, but observed the other party more carefully.

At this moment, the vendor selling vegetables next to him jumped in front of the two of them and scolded him with gestures: "I'm a horse-raising company, Zhang Xiaosi, I'm bad about my business, you..."

Faced with the unfamiliar local words, Gnaji didn't know what the first sentence meant, but looking at the other party's excited expression, he guessed that it was probably not a good thing, and he also knew that the vendor knew the bald man who sold eggs.

This made him feel wary. The vendors selling vegetables did business here before the airline team transferred to Bicheng. No matter how powerful the Chinese intelligence agencies were, they could not predict the future.

Gnaji, who was granted by the government, was very generous. He reached out to block the two people who were quarreling and bought all the vegetables and eggs with great enthusiasm.

Of course, they needed to deliver these things to the airport kitchen. After a few months in China, the Red and Russians still couldn't master the magical means of transportation such as shoulder poles.

Following Gnaji, Gui Youguang, with a smile on his face, chatted with the vegetable vendor in local dialect, and walked into Wangjiadun Airport in a big way.

Along the way, he looked straight and had no intention of observing the layout and posts inside the airport. They were not in the enemy-occupied area now, just make a call if you want to know these things.

His attention was all on Gnaji and the person who greeted him. An intelligence officer had performed a mission and the first thing he had to do was naturally report to his superiors.

NK~VD's person in charge at the airport cannot pass on his own information, so Gnaji is just a small character, and the real big fish is still behind.

Gui Youguang adjusted the burden on his shoulders, glanced at the red and Russian soldiers who were waving to Gnaji, and slowly approached the kitchen.

When he walked to a street light, perhaps he was a little itchy. Gnaji raised his right hand and scratched his head, and continued to walk deep into the airport.

Gui Youguang, who had been paying attention to him, felt a trembling heart. He turned his head slightly and looked at the surrounding terrain. He saw a tall tower standing in the distance, and the triangular flag on the top of the tower fluttered in the wind.

……………………

I don’t know how long it took, but the big bald man carrying an empty load and the vegetable vendor walked out of the airport. The two walked quickly into Wangjiadun Town and whispered in an alley.

"Sir, I'm doing it okay?"

The vegetable vendor turned against his previous rudeness and asked with his head down, because several spies with different costumes jumped out from somewhere to surround him.

"Not bad, very good, this is your reward."

Gui Youguang nodded with satisfaction, took a stack of legal currency from his subordinates, and acted to give it to the vegetable vendor, but raised his hand the moment the other party was about to receive the money and added sinisterly.

"If I knew that this was spread, not only would you die, but your parents and wife, as well as the two children who were studying in school, would all go down to accompany you."

"I understand, understand, I only know that your name is Zhang Xiaosi, and I don't know anything else."

The vegetable vendor even learned to learn from it and nodded and made a promise.

"Damn, you guys are really a talent."

Seeing this, Gui Youguang couldn't help laughing, threw the money over and took the spies and turned around and left. After walking a few hundred meters, he turned his head and whispered to someone.

"Look at it carefully. Before the case is over, you cannot let the other party leave your sight, including this guy's family. If there is any abnormal movement, immediately~"

He made a cut-off gesture. The Secret Service did not kill innocent people indiscriminately, but when it came to tasks, it was not ordinary people. He would deal with the leaks as much as they should.

After talking about the main business, the group covered each other and returned to the surveillance point. Gui Youguang pushed open the door (divided) and was about to report to Guqi when he saw a familiar figure standing in the shadow inside the room.

(I landed at the Health Station and ate three meals angrily, and I missed Chinese food T-T)
Chapter completed!