There were two muffled sounds, a pause of about ten seconds, and then three more sounds.
"They are my comrades." Wang Jun lowered his voice and said.
As he spoke, he winked at Cheng Qianfan, who lowered his head to pick up a few cigarette butts on the ground, picked up the tea cup on the table, immediately entered the inner bedroom, and gently closed the door.
Wang Jun picked up the rag on the table and covered the water mark on the teacup on the table, and then walked over to open the door.
The comrades outside did not come in, and there was not even a word of communication between the two. Wang Jun immediately closed the door and bolted it.
He glanced at the information that had just been sent with a solemn expression.
Then, he walked to the bedroom door, knocked on it, and said softly, "Grandma, boil a kettle of water."
This is the secret code agreed upon by both parties.
If Wang Jun knocked on the door directly and said, "Come out."
This rather indicates that something happened.
Hearing Wang Jun use the agreed safety code, Cheng Qianfan in the back room opened the door and came out. Seeing that Wang Jun was indeed the only one, he carefully looked at the situation outside and saw that the door was bolted, so he opened the safety door.
, put away the pistol.
"You are too cautious." Wang Jun said with a smile.
"I'm used to it." Cheng Qianfan said calmly, and then he made an apologetic look towards Wang Jun, "I dance on the tip of a knife every day, don't be surprised."
"It's right to be cautious." Wang Jun nodded approvingly. He knew that Comrade Huo Miao didn't disbelieve him, but that he acted consciously with caution engraved in his bones.
"Look at the information that was just sent." He handed a piece of paper to Cheng Qianfan.
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This is when the comrades assigned to the "Second Security Squadron" by the organization finally got in touch with the organization and reported to the organization the situation of the Second Squadron of the Nanhui County Security Corps after this counter-mopping up.
Six days ago, more than 1,000 Japanese and puppet troops carried out a large-scale "mopping up" in the Nicheng area of Nanhui County. The enemy even dispatched aircraft to bomb the area.
The Japanese and puppet troops burned, killed, and looted along the way, and the Kuomintang's "Loyalty and Salvation Army" that was operating nearby could be said to have retreated.
Four days ago, the enemy troops arrived at Datu Town, only 20 miles away from the station of the "Second Bao Second Squadron".
The "Bao Er Squadron" that resisted continuously quickly moved to the seaside.
That night, the enemy troops occupied Nicheng, where the "Second Bao Second Squadron" was originally stationed.
Three days ago, more than 600 Japanese and puppet troops sent two aircraft for low-altitude reconnaissance and dispatched ships to block the sea and ports in preparation for encircling and annihilating the "Second Security Squadron".
Comrade Zhou Da of the "Second Bao Squadron" led his commanders and soldiers to hide in the reeds on Huijiao Beach to ambush the enemy and cover the retreat of the people.
When the Japanese troops approached, the commanders and soldiers rose up to resist, and the two sides fought fiercely for an hour.
The cunning Japanese army suddenly stopped attacking, pretended to be sheep and retreated, but lurked all around.
In the evening, Comrade Zhou Da mistakenly thought that the Japanese troops had withdrawn, so the troops walked out of the reeds, unexpectedly exposing their target.
The Japanese and puppet troops quickly surrounded them. With the enemy on three sides and the sea at their back, the officers and men of the "Second Security Squadron" quickly retreated into the reeds and fought tenaciously against the invaders.
With the enemy outnumbered and ourselves outnumbered, no one retreated. Unexpectedly, the squadron leader Comrade Zhou Da was unfortunately shot and died, and the troops lost command.
Due to the disparity in strength between the enemy and ourselves, dozens of comrades of the "Second Security Squadron" died heroically, and two wounded people were stabbed several times with bayonets by the enemy and fell unconscious. The enemy mistakenly thought they were dead but survived.
Only a small number of personnel successfully broke through and are currently transferred to Fengxian.
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"Why didn't we retreat in time?" Cheng Qianfan held the information in his hands, his hands trembling. Dozens of comrades including Comrade Zhou Da died. What a huge loss it was.
Comrade Zhou Da, in particular, was a comrade who participated in the Nicheng Uprising during the Agrarian Revolution. He was very capable, infinitely loyal to the party and the people, and deeply respected by his comrades.
"In this sweep, Nanhui, where the Second Bao Squadron is located, was a key Japanese attack area. Their action was even one day earlier than the Watanabe Brigade's attack on Qingdong." Comrade Wang Jun said, "More than a thousand Japanese troops and aircraft assisted in the battle.
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"In order to cover the retreat of the villagers, comrades can only grit their teeth and fight jointly to buy time for the villagers to evacuate, so..." Wang Jun's expression was so sad.
He and Comrade Zhou Da were old comrades-in-arms who had had a revolutionary friendship for many years. When he first heard about Comrade Zhou Da's death, he was deeply saddened.
"Where's Wings?" Cheng Qianfan asked, and then he raised his fist angrily and wanted to punch it on the table, fearing that it would cause too much noise, but in the end he had no choice but to drop it gently.
The right wing of the "Second Bao Squadron" was the defense area of the Loyalty and National Salvation Army, but the unit almost fled. The Japanese and puppet troops wedged in directly from the area under the jurisdiction of the unit and completed the encirclement of the Second Bao Squadron.
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"It's my responsibility. I failed to grasp that the enemy's raid on Nanhui was launched one day earlier than other departments." Cheng Qianfan said with great guilt.
"No, Comrade 'Huo Miao', you need to feel guilty, this is not your responsibility." Comrade 'Dandelion' shook his head, "In fact, the time you found out about the Japanese army's raids is already very accurate, not only other anti-Japanese guerrillas
The soldiers and civilians were able to prepare in advance, and even Nanhui District was given nearly a day of preparation time."
Cheng Qianfan said nothing. He understood what Comrade Dandelion meant, but he thought he should do better.
This is not because he stubbornly takes the responsibility for the sacrifices of dozens of comrades, including Comrade Zhou Da, on himself, but he feels that it would be great if he could do better and sacrifice less.
"There is another very important and urgent situation." Wang Jun looked at Cheng Qianfan with a serious expression and said.
"What happened?" Cheng Qianfan asked immediately.
"Yes, something happened." Wang Jun nodded, "One of our comrades is missing."
"Missing?" Cheng Qianfan frowned.
"Yes, he is missing." Wang Jun nodded, "This comrade was not found among the remains of the comrades who died, and this comrade was not found among the injured or comrades who broke through."
Cheng Qianfan frowned. None of the comrades who died, were injured, or those who broke through were found. So the most likely possibility is:
This comrade fell into the hands of the enemy.
"Is this comrade's identity important?" Cheng Qianfan asked immediately.
This problem is cruel and realistic, but it is also so helpless.
If an ordinary soldier is caught by the enemy, Comrade "Dandelion" will not describe it as "one hundred thousand urgent". Only if the identity of this comrade is very important, or if it involves extremely confidential information, then it is suitable to use "one hundred thousand urgent" to describe it.
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"This comrade used to be the traffic officer of an important comrade of the municipal party committee." Wang Jun thought for a while and informed him while ensuring a certain degree of concealment.