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Chapter 556 Three Electric Powers a Day (Please vote for me)

 Cheng Qianfan deliberately angered Peter in order to delay time.

Pete must have been furious at this time. In his rage, Pete disobeyed orders and resolutely refused to implement the decision of the Office of the Director of Political Affairs. Pete may not dare to do it blatantly, but by delaying the blame and sabotaging it secretly, Pete

It's daring.

From the moment he entered Pete's office, Cheng Qianfan seemed to be persuading the Political Department to cooperate with the operation on the 76th from the perspective of being close to the Japanese. He even got angry because Pete accused him of being close to the Japanese, and even

When he was angry, he unscrupulously exposed the appeasement and weak attitude of the French Concession towards the Japanese. In fact, he was irritating Peter step by step.

On the way back, Cheng Qianfan had been thinking about a question, whether the French Concession authorities would agree to cooperate with the Japanese in arresting the Chongqing elements. Based on the French Concession authorities' consistent appeasement attitude towards Japan, he judged in his mind that the French Concession authorities would this time

There is a high probability that there will be a compromise.

Therefore, he prepared for a rainy day and gave Pete the idea of ​​delaying time to create evacuation time for Shanghai District.

Especially the last words he said just now that angered Peter were a bit out of line for Mr. Cheng, who was holding the job of a Frenchman. However, in this situation, Cheng Qianfan did it deliberately. This is

Kentaro Miyazaki couldn't hold back his inner complacency.

He has tried his best to do what he should do, what he can do, and even what he shouldn't do. As for whether Shanghai District can escape and how many people can be saved, it depends on God's will.

"Vice President Cheng!"

"Mr. Cheng!"

"Brother Fan!"

Cheng Qianfan nodded slightly and responded to the salutes of the patrol officers along the corridor. For the newly hired young patrol officer who called him "Vice President Cheng," Cheng Qianfan patted his shoulder and encouraged him to work hard.

At this time, Zhou Ru, who had just finished sending the message, took off his earphones, put the telegraph machine away, and checked it carefully to make sure there was no oversight, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he sighed again, frowning.

About twenty minutes ago, she heard Ah-Dai begging nearby. Zhou Ru gave Ah-Dai half a load of steamed buns, and when she came back, she had a note in her hand.

The note was written in secret language, with a secret rhyme mark at the bottom, which translated into: Wang Tiemu, Chen Mingchu Rebellion No. 76, Speedy Telegram.

Seeing this information, Zhou Ru's brain was so excited that it almost exploded. Although Wang Tiemu failed in the internal fight at the Shanghai Station, his reputation within the military was so great that many comrades within the military regarded him as

Taking Wang Tiemu as a role model, Wang Tiemu's great achievements on the operational front can even be said to be a beacon of motivation for many military commanders.

Such a person actually rebelled?!

Even though the telegram had been successfully sent, Zhou Ru's heart still couldn't calm down for a long time.

The last time this kind of shocking and restless mentality appeared was when Wang Chuanhai made a public appeal to the public.

Luban Road is a cigarette and miscellaneous store.

This is a traffic point in Shanghai. Only Zheng Lijun and Cheng Xuyuan know about this traffic point.

The reason why Cheng Xuyuan chose to take shelter here temporarily was because the tobacco store had a telephone installed.

Shao Mingkui held a cigarette in his mouth and held a newspaper in both hands. He used the newspaper as a cover to carefully look at the situation outside the tobacco shop.

Cheng Xuyuan was using the phone to issue emergency instructions to units equipped with telephones: Stop working immediately, and quickly and properly hide documents, password pads, motors, etc. All staff members went out immediately, leaving only one or two innocent employees on duty at home.

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"How is it?" Shao Mingkui asked Cheng Xuyuan.

"First we notified Inspector Li, and then we notified the two companies. Judging from the feedback from those two units, the French Concession Patrol Office has not taken action yet." Cheng Xuyuan said. He threw the cigarette butt at his feet with a solemn expression, "Let's go, let's go."

It’s not too late.”

Of the dozen or so units in Shanghai, only two are equipped with contact numbers, while the rest of the institutions do not have telephones.

Cheng Xuyuan decided to drive door-to-door in person to notify units without telephones and inform them to take immediate safety measures.

Shao Mingkui managed to get the car.

In the backyard of the Weimin Cigarette Store, Gui Qian and Mrs. Shao heard the sound of the car motor going away. The two women wiped the tears from the corners of their eyes with handkerchiefs, "Children, let's go."

They have to take their children to take shelter elsewhere temporarily.

Shao Mingkui drove with one hand, and clenched, loosened, and clenched the other hand tightly.

"What's wrong? Are you afraid?" Cheng Xuyuan asked Shao Mingkui.

Shao Mingkui shook his head and was silent for a long time before suddenly speaking, "I have a strong intuition that Ming Bo died for his country."

"Qi Wu, my eyelids keep twitching." Dai Chunfeng looked haggard. He said to Qi Wu, "This is not a good sign. My intuition has always been very accurate."

"Secretary, we have sent a warning to the Shanghai District. Logically speaking, this is a very timely warning." Qi Wu comforted Dai Chunfeng, "Whether it is Zheng Lijun, Cheng Xuyuan, or Li Wanmao, these three are all time-tested.

Our revolutionary comrades will surely be able to survive the crisis without panic and successfully survive this crisis."

"I hope so." Dai Chunfeng nodded, stood up and walked around in a circle, then said with a clear heart, "Thanks to Xiao Mian."

He could not imagine that if Cheng Qianfan had not summoned Chongqing at the critical moment, he might have received the news that Shanghai District had suffered a devastating disaster.

Previously, Shanghai District was able to send and receive telegrams normally, which meant that at least the Shanghai District headquarters was safe. Thinking of this, Dai Chunfeng finally felt a little more hopeful. At this moment, there was a rush of running in the corridor outside.

Voice.

Then there was a knock on the door.

"The seat is me."

It was Mao Shun's voice.

Qi Wu opened the door directly and said, "How can I behave in such a panic?"

He scolded Mao Shun.

"You said that as soon as there was information from Shanghai..." Mao Shun shut up. He saw Qi Wu's stern look.

"Go away!" Qi Wu cursed in a low voice, "Reflect on yourself!"

After closing the door, he took the telegraph newspaper out of the document bag, then stretched out his hand to Dai Chunfeng, "Secretary seat, secret code."

Dai Chunfeng didn't mind Qi Wu's rude behavior, but just urged, "Hurry up and translate the message."

"That's not right." Qi Wu's expression suddenly changed. He pointed to the last two words of the code on the telegram and said secretly, "Secretary, this is not a call from Shanghai, but a call from Xiao Mian from the special situation team."

Dai Chunfeng was also shocked.

What they are waiting for is a call back from Cheng Xuyuan in Shanghai District, and what they are worried about is the situation in Shanghai District.

The call now is from Xiao Mian——

The two previous telegrams sent by the special situation team were both emergency warnings.

This is the third telegram!

Three calls a day?!

Dai Chunfeng and Qi Wu looked at each other, and their hearts twitched.


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