Ma Guozhong was biting a cigarette in his mouth.
The cigarette roll was already wet and extinguished by his saliva.
He was anxious in his heart, and he was waiting for Xiao Kun's signal.
Xiao Kun thought of a stupid way to identify the "Fourth Brother Fat" car:
Staring at the vehicle driving out of the Tiger Bridge, I found the car he didn't know and had never seen before, that was the "Fourth Brother Fat".
The reason why this method is a stupid method is because if there are more than two cars in the convoy that you have never seen before, this method will be numb.
However, after thinking about it, Ma Guozhong thought that this stupid method was useful.
He believes that there are less likely to be more than two "Fourth Brother Fat" in Wang Baihai's convoy, or other rare vehicles.
He didn't know why the information showed that there was such a "Fourth Brother Fat" in Wang Baihai's convoy, because this "superior" car should not appear in a convoy for safety reasons.
However, it is obvious that such a situation that should not have occurred in the security guard work did occur.
Ma Guozhong didn't have time to think about this reason, and he was too lazy to think about it. All he had to do was to seize this opportunity.
He is betting on this stupid method is useful.
"Sixth Brother." A brother came to the air, "There are cars coming from the Yushi Street, four cars, and the second one is raised."
"You can see the great fortune clearly?" Ma Guozhong was excited and asked immediately.
"I see clearly." Jiang Dayun nodded, "I remember everything you taught me, Brother Six."
"That's great." Ma Guozhong was overjoyed.
In order to promptly feedback Xiao Kun’s discovery to this place, Ma Guozhong racked his brains.
Phone selection is first excluded.
The reason is very simple. He and his brothers are now hiding in a relatively hidden alley in Beimen Bridge, and there is no Japanese miscellaneous shop nearby that can be called.
He thought of using flag words to send messages:
Arrange a brother in advance and stare at the top scholar bridge where Xiao Kun is located.
Once Xiao Kun finds the target, he will immediately use the flag language to send a message.
After seeing the flag verb, the brothers here immediately came to report to him.
Ma Guozhong is proud in his heart. He has always strictly demanded his subordinates, and what he often talks about is "too much skill can do not suppress one's body."
When he was in the Infantry Department of Army Officers University, he was interested in flag language. Even after leaving the army and entering the secret service office, he still did not give up his interest in flag language research.
In his spare time, Ma Guozhong personally tinked out simpler flag words and found a few smart people from his subordinates, forcing them to learn.
His original intention is very simple. When sometimes his mouth cannot speak, he can use the flag as a final warning.
However, unexpectedly, his unintentional action played a great role in today's assassination of Wang Baihai.
Ma Guozhong was excited in his heart. He felt that this was God's favor and that God was helping him in the dark:
Wang Baihai is awarded his first prize today!
"Brothers, kill yourself and be virtuous, it's all right now!" Ma Guozhong laughed loudly, immediately started the vehicle, stepped on the accelerator, and several other cars followed and rushed to death.
When this word is not just a word, even the sound of the motor is emitting a tragic music!
...
Cheng Qianfan drove Stypunk and followed the front car closely.
Behind the calm expression was the inner anxiety.
He suddenly found that he had miscalculated at a certain point.
According to his previous speculation, Wang Baihai's car should be in the second or third car in the convoy. In this way, Chu Mingyu's vehicle follows Wang Baihai's vehicle, which is the best reference.
However, the Steepunk he was driving is the second in the fleet, closely following the Citroen car with scratches on the butt.
Cheng Qianfan immediately realized that if the information was sent out smoothly, there would be an assassination arranged by the Military Control Commission Nanjing at this moment. The vehicle that the operation personnel were most likely to lock was the Steepunk he was driving now, and the Citroen behind him, which looked brand newer than the front car.
Cheng Qianfan put himself in his shoes and thought about it. If he was a brother from Nanjing District, he would set up an ambush according to intelligence at this time, and he would also target these two cars. For the first car of the convoy, the priority level was obviously lower.
This is an unexpected situation.
Cheng Qianfan never expected that the vehicle Wang Baihai was riding would be the first car, which violated the convoy's safety protection practices.
However, from the actual results, the person responsible for the security and protection of Wang Baihai did indeed achieve such a miraculous effect.
Cheng Qianfan now only hopes that the operational personnel will choose to attack all four vehicles in the convoy indiscriminately out of careful consideration.
...
"Qianfan, have you ever thought about jumping out of the small pool in the police station and coming to Nanjing to help me with my work?" Chu Mingyu said suddenly.
"Okay." Cheng Qianfan's answer was without hesitation, "In a word, Uncle Chu, my nephew hits wherever he pointed."
"I'm not kidding." Chu Mingyu smiled, "You've thought about it."
Without waiting for Cheng Qianfan to speak, he continued, "You have done a good job in the French Concession. Do you want to abandon the base of the French Concession and follow me, the old man, to make a move."
"Uncle Chu is supporting me." Cheng Qianfan said happily, "How could Qianfan be ungrateful?"
"Hahaha." Chu Mingyu smiled heartily, "Okay, I remember what you said. If I call you after the new government is established, don't complain that I will stop you from getting rich."
"That won't happen." Cheng Qianfan's head shook like a rattle. "My nephew comes to Nanjing to join his uncle, but he must be promoted and made a fortune."
"Hey." Chu Mingyu pretended to be angry, "You are a monkey, you are thinking about something beautiful."
Liu Xia was standing aside, quietly seeing all this. She had to secretly admire her in her heart. This little brother of the Cheng family is really a good person and speaks and does things without any leakage. The key is that he has a good grasp of the closeness with the Secretary-General, not flattering or alienating. He is the kind of conversation between uncle and nephew. At the same time, he always maintains respect in his heart and has a sweet mouth, which makes the Secretary-General happy.
...
Cheng Qianfan kept observing himself secretly, remembering the path of this trip in his heart.
The vehicle exited from Tiger Bridge Prison, passed through Dashi Bridge, and then entered Yushi Street.
Then drive along the route along the Ministry of Justice, the Judicial Building, and then through the back door of the Central Army Officer's School.
The Golden Bee Breeding Farm is ahead.
This is a bee farm at the School of Agricultural Sciences of Jinling University.
Before Nanjing fell, universities including the National Central University and Jinling University had already begun to relocate. Cheng Qianfan heard that the teachers and students of Jinling University had emptied the entire school, not only teaching instruments, books, etc., but even the chickens, ducks, geese, cats, dogs, and even the bee seals of bee farms were carried on their backs and taken away by students.
Previously, Yu Ping'an came to Shanghai. During that meeting, Yu Ping'an had briefly taught chemistry at Jinling University. When he talked about the relocation of Jinling University, he was also deeply moved:
The backbone of university teachers and students is bent down, carrying the most resolute anti-Japanese war and unyielding battle in the hearts of our Chinese teachers and students!
Cheng Qianfan is familiar with the terrain of this area.
He remembers a bridge near the Golden Bee Farm.
If the convoy continues to move along this road, it will inevitably pass through the bridge.
The bridge is about 30 meters long. From the perspective of ambush and assassination, if Cheng Qianfan was the operation commander, he would choose to rely on this bridge to assassinate:
Wait for the convoy to board the axle.
Just one car suddenly appeared at the other end of the bridge and blocked the exit.
Then encircle.
In this way, the encirclement of the goal can be initially completed.
Cheng Qianfan's heart moved and he glanced at the rearview mirror.
His eyes shrank.
He glanced at a Ford car following closely behind.
More than this Ford car.
Cheng Qianfan only noticed that the convoy was originally four cars, but I don’t know when the convoy started, but the convoy turned into five cars.
The extra car is the fifth car in the fleet, and naturally it is also a Citroen car.
Where did this car come out?
Cheng Qianfan looked at the rearview mirror again, and his heart moved.
He had a little impression.
A minute ago, the convoy passed by the judicial department entrance, and had to turn right for a distance before turning left. If the convoy did not follow closely, there would be a disconnection of at most ten seconds.
Cheng Qianfan speculated that this Citroen car joined the convoy quietly at that time from an alley at the intersection of the Ministry of Justice.
Today, the Japanese military police who were responsible for driving the road in front and back and adjoining the guard duty on the side of the convoy were not familiar with Wang's side and lacked communication, so in such a short time, they did not notice that there was a Citroen car in the convoy.
Cheng Qianfan knew that the Ford car that followed behind was an open bayonet, and the Citroen car that was mixed into the convoy was the dagger that really pierced into the bone marrow!
...
Ma Guozhong was proud in his heart.
He said to himself, Ma Guozhong, Ma Guozhong, you are really smart.
I noticed that except for the car that was "outstanding" in the other side's convoy, the others were Citroen without a trailer.
Ma Guozhong immediately had an idea. After following the convoy for a distance, he saw that the other party was heading towards the Ministry of Justice. Ma Guozhong, who was familiar with the terrain, signaled the Ford vehicle to continue to follow, and he himself called the steering wheel and surrounded the road.
He rushed to Tongren Lane of the Ministry of Justice at a speed. He led his men to quickly remove the license plate. The vehicle did not turn off the engine and just waited at the entrance of the alley.
As expected, half a minute later, the Citroen + the 'Fourth Brother Fat' combination convoy passed by the entrance of the alley. Ma Guozhong was very skilled and brave. He just grabbed the Japanese side three rounds before the adjoined appeared. He successfully followed the Citroen in front. Almost just joined the convoy, the three rounds behind followed.
Of course, doing this is just the beginning, and the next thing you are most worried about:
If the driver or other people in the car noticed that there is a Citroen behind the fourth car and the response is faster, they will realize something is wrong. If the Japanese military police pay a little attention to the three-wheeled side, they may also notice that there is something wrong with the Citroen in front.
What Ma Guozhong needs is time. Of course, he doesn't think he can keep getting confused by just joining the convoy. He hopes that the other party will identify his problematic Citroen as long as possible:
The longer the time is, the closer it is to the Minsheng Bridge at Jinda Apiary, the better.
Following the convoy along the way, Ma Guozhong almost made a quick decision and decided to take action at the Minsheng Bridge at the Jinda Apiary.
What he regrets most now is that he has not been able to predict in advance that the convoy would pass through the Minsheng Bridge at Jinda Apiary. Otherwise, he could arrange a car in advance to set up a blocking position on the other end of the Minsheng Bridge and give the convoy a front and rear double-team.
...
There are about two miles ahead of you. The Minsheng Bridge at Jinda Apiary.
Ma Guozhong knew that the time was fleeting and it was time to act.
He turned the steering wheel directly to the left, and the car came out of the convoy and accelerated at the same time.
In the three rounds of the Japanese army adjourned, a Japanese sergeant sat in his seat, pressing his hands on the sabre.
A little sleepy and yawning, the Japanese sergeant was startled by the Citroen car that suddenly rushed out of the convoy.
"Bag duck falls!" The Japanese military officer cursed angrily. He pressed one hand on the saber and pointed his right hand at the unruly car in front of him and scolded loudly.
"One, two, three, four...five!"
Five cars?
Almost instantly, the Japanese sergeant realized something was wrong. What was going on with this car?
"Stop that car!" The Japanese sergeant reacted very quickly. He ordered his subordinates who drove Bian Sanlun to step on the accelerator to chase the suspicious vehicle. At the same time, he shouted loudly, trying to remind other vehicles of the convoy to pay attention, especially reminding Bian Sanlun to beware of this vehicle.
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"Here you." Cheng Qianfan looked at the rearview mirror with his own light. When he saw the Citroen suddenly accelerated and rushed up, he knew:
The action has begun.
He planned this and finally arrived as scheduled through Nanjing-Shanghai-Yucheng-Nanjing!
He didn't know whether he should be happy, glad, or proud.
Glad is certain.
Fortunately, my hard work was not in vain.
Pride is that this may be the last action he has made and participated in. It is so happy to be able to pull the traitors of the Wang family on the road together!
However, there was no trace of sigh in my heart. Ruolan and her family flashed through my mind, and then there was a trace of extreme comfort and extremely lazy feeling of relief.
...
"What are you shouting outside?" Liu Xia suddenly said in panic.
She vaguely heard the shouts outside the car window.
Cheng Qianfan saw from the rearview mirror and knew the reason. This was the fourth car in the fleet that noticed the "problem" vehicle and was accelerating to catch up with the vehicle.
Bang!
At this moment, a gunshot was heard.
This was the three rounds behind the scenes that were too late to chase, and the Japanese army warrior decisively fired and warned.
Almost as the gunshot sounded, the Ford car, which had been following the convoy, suddenly accelerated and rushed up.
The car's window fell down, and the co-pilot in the car was on the right seat in the rear row, with the muzzle facing outward, and suddenly fired.
The co-pilot was a brother from Nanjing, who was directly poking his head out, holding a Czech light machine gun in both hands, completely ignoring his own safety. A shuttle of bullets swept towards the Japanese side of the back three rounds, and the Mauser pistol in the back seat shot at the Citroen who was chasing his sixth brother.
"Uncle Chu!" Cheng Qianfan exclaimed, his face was pale. While looking at the left rearview mirror in panic, he said, "What happened, someone is assassinating!"
Because of panic, his voice was a little sharp.
At this moment, the crazy Citroen surpassed Steepunk with a roar, rushed forward desperately, rushed to the bridge, and then directly knocked the open-air Sun Military Police to fly up the side three rounds, and the side three rounds finally broke through the railing and fell into the river.
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