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Chapter 1155 Three sticks of incense

"Who?" Ma Guozhong asked in a vague voice as he took a bite of sesame seed cake in his mouth, and quickly touched the Mauser pistol on his side with his right hand.

"Captain, I, Xiao Yi." Chang Xiaoyi said outside.

"Eliminate disasters and solve problems." Ma Guozhong said.

"Emperor Dongyue." Chang Xiaoyi said.

The secret code is correct.

The Dongyue Temple where he was hiding was dedicated to the Lord of Hell, and this Taoist temple prayed for relief from disasters. The Dongyue Temple was dedicated to Emperor Dongyue, and it prayed for good weather. Ma Guozhong deliberately confused the two Taoist temples in the secret code.

"Come in." Ma Guozhong said, still not putting away the short gun he held in his right hand. After seeing that it was indeed Chang Xiaoyi alone and there was nothing unusual, he inserted the short gun into his waist trouser pocket.

"Third brother sent someone here." Chang Xiaoyi said in a low voice.

"Who is coming? Is it safe?" Ma Guozhong asked, his face darkening.

The third brother, Zhuo Wei, was the telegraph operator assigned to Ma Guozhong's action brigade by district chief Qin Wenming.

After Tan Wenwen rebelled and surrendered to the enemy, the military-controlled Nanjing District Telecommunications Department's power in the city was almost wiped out by the Japanese.

Because Zhuo Wei's mission itself was to accompany Ma Guozhong's operations team, and he was not deeply involved with the Telecommunications Division Headquarters, nothing happened.

However, there were many people in the telecommunications department who knew Zhuo Wei. It was rumored that many people in the telecommunications department had rebelled after being arrested. Therefore, Ma Guozhong arranged for Zhuo Wei not to live together with the operations team, and he would find them if they had telegrams. On the one hand, this was

Being prepared for a rainy day may also be a way to protect this radio station, which is the only one in Nanjing that can communicate with the outside world.

Ma Guozhong is a tall man and may appear to be rough, but he is actually a very smart and sophisticated person.

"There is no tail." Chang Xiaoyi said, "The person here is Wei Yide, saying that the third brother asked him to bring the district's telegram."

"Why don't you invite A De in quickly?" Ma Guozhong pretended to scold Chang Xiaoyi.

Soon, Chang Xiaoyi led Wei Yide in.

"Captain Ma, please send a telegram to the area." Wei Yide looked impatient and said as soon as he saw Ma Guozhong. He took out the pen he was carrying and handed it to Ma Guozhong.

"Xiao Yi, be on guard outside." Ma Guozhong glared at Wei Yide and made a gesture, indicating that Wei Yide and him should go into the room before talking, and at the same time he gave instructions.

"Understood." Chang Xiaoyi nodded seriously, and immediately picked up the sesame-fried sausage rolls that Ma Guozhong placed on the table at lightning speed, and ran away as fast as he could.

"What a bastard!" Ma Guozhong scolded angrily.

Wei Yide, who had always been serious about his words and expressions, saw this scene, and a fleeting smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.



Ma Guozhong unscrewed the cap of the pen and used tweezers to take out a piece of paper.

The note itself was nothing special, and there was no information written on it.

The four numbers 0086 were written on the note, which was the secret code agreed by Ma Guozhong and Zhuo Wei. With this note, it can be proved that Wei Yide was indeed sent by him and can be believed.

"What are the instructions from the district seat?" Ma Guozhong asked.

"There is an order from the Bureau." Wei Yide's expression was extremely serious, "Qin, Shao, Nanjing District will sanction Wang Chuhai at all costs!"

After a pause, he said to Ma Guozhong, "The district council has ordered that the action to sanction Wang Kehai will be directed by Ma Guozhong, deputy captain of the operations brigade."

In order to protect the "Blue Bird", when Dai Chunfeng issued a telegram to Nanjing District, he directly addressed Wang Chuanhai by his first name, without using the code name of "Mr. Female".

"Sanction Wang Chuanhai? I think so too." Ma Guozhong frowned. He felt that the headquarters was trying to force others to do something difficult. "Not to mention that I only have these three melons and two dates in my hands. I don't even know where Wang Chuanhai is...

"

"Wang Chuhai is in Nanjing." Wei Yide said.

"Seriously?" Ma Guozhong's eyes lit up.

"Nanjing Tiger Bridge." Wei Yide added.

"Is the information reliable?" Ma Guozhong asked in a deep voice.

"The information came from Chongqing," Wei Yide said.

Ma Guozhong stopped talking.

He understood what Wei Yide meant. This was an order personally issued by the bureau chief, and Nanjing must carry out the task unconditionally.

Does it matter whether the information is accurate?

He could only choose to believe that the information was accurate.



"There is an order from the district seat, and all the manpower in the entire Nanjing city is assigned by Captain Ma," Wei Yide said.

Ma Guozhong didn't say anything. He lit a cigarette, took a few puffs, and sighed, "At any cost again."

He pointed to the empty room, "Half a year ago, there were dozens of brothers, drinking and bragging..."

"Captain Ma, we are facing a national crisis. We wish to wrap our bodies in horse leather." Wei Yide said coldly, his expression not very good.

"You are standing and talking without backache." Ma Guozhong said with a livid face, "So many brothers are gone in the blink of an eye."

Wei Yide didn't say anything. He took out three sticks of incense from his body, lit it with a match, and inserted it respectfully into the incense burner.

Then, he stepped back, knelt down and kowtowed three times respectfully.

"If worshiping him works, I will ring my head three hundred times a day and ask Grandpa Yama to take away all the Japanese people." Ma Guozhong flicked the ashes of his cigarette and said.

"Okay." Wei Yide said.

"What?" Ma Guozhong didn't understand.

"Captain Ma, I am your soldier now." Wei Yide said with a cold face, "Wei just said goodbye to his parents and can go on the road with you."

"Which way to go? Bah, bah, bah, it's unlucky." Ma Guozhong cursed, and suddenly his face changed, "What do you mean?"

"There is an order from the district seat that all the people in Nanjing City belong to Captain Ma. Naturally, among these people, Wei is included." Wei Yide said.

"Have you decided?" Ma Guozhong did not refuse Wei Yide's request, but still asked with a serious expression, "Do you know that this is a mission of a narrow escape?"

"So what if it means ten deaths but no life?" Wei Yide smiled enthusiastically, "To kill the traitor Wang Niguo, how can Wei miss it?"

"Okay!" Ma Guozhong took a deep look at Wei Yide and nodded happily, "Good brother, Ma looked down on you before."



"Captain Ma, can we talk now?" Wei Yide said with a slight smile.

"Now I have nine people here." Ma Guozhong nodded and said seriously, "If we call all the people outside, we can get fifteen..."

Ma Guozhong gritted his teeth and finally said a number, "Nineteen people."

Wei Yide glanced at Ma Guozhong in surprise, as if he didn't expect that Ma Guozhong's men could actually pull out a team of twenty people.

"According to the intelligence, Wang Ni should be hiding in Laohuqiao Prison." Wei Yide said.

"Mou Ma is not afraid of death, but if the commander-in-chief orders me to lead my brothers to storm Tiger Bridge, Ma will have to disobey the order at the risk of being punished by the family." Ma Guozhong said with a solemn expression.

The reason why Laohuqiao Prison was previously called the first model prison of the government was not only because this prison held many important prisoners including Zheng Zhi, many of whom were famous figures, but also because the prison was heavily guarded and impregnable. If you wanted to attack Laohuqiao Prison from the outside, you would not be able to do so without

With heavy weapons, it's like lining up to die.

"Of course not." Wei Yide glanced at Ma Guozhong, "Our goal is to ambush Wang Ni's convoy coming out of Laohuqiao at a favorable location."

"It's not that easy." Ma Guozhong shook his head, "Wang Canhai has been assassinated several times, and his security guard is very tight. If I were Wang Canhai's guard captain, I would arrange for several batches of vehicles to drive out at the same time, making it impossible for the opponent to judge.

.”

"Captain Ma is indeed a veteran, and he can see the key at a glance, but we have already considered it when going up the mountain." Wei Yide said with an excited expression, "We only need to keep an eye on the road with the Stypunk car."

"That's great." Ma Guozhong was overjoyed. He didn't expect that the information given by the headquarters this time was so accurate. As long as Wang Qianhai's convoy could be locked, it would be worth the gamble even if he and his brothers all died for the country.

A handful.

However, Ma Guozhong's face immediately condensed, "What does that fourth brother's fat little car look like?"

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