Zhang Ping bent down, her fingers were slender and beautiful, and she gently picked up the harmonica that fell on the ground.
The first thing you notice is the cool feeling of metal.
Holding the harmonica tightly with her right hand, Zhang Ping carefully checked that the doors and windows were intact, then walked back to the dressing table and turned on the lamp.
Under the dim incandescent light, the charming and beautiful woman carefully studied the harmonica in her hand.
This is an exquisite, brand-new harmonica with the words "Overseas Chinese Harmonica Factory" engraved on the front.
On the edge, there is a thin red streamer, a bright red streamer.
In Zhang Ping's eyes, this red ribbon looked like a red sun, instantly illuminating her eyes and filling her chest!
She just looked at the harmonica in her hand quietly.
Is this the organization's initiative to contact me?
This is what Zhang Ping is thinking at this moment, and it is also her biggest extravagant hope and desire in the past few years!
"Harmonium" is her code name in the Special Intelligence Section. Very few people know this code name. Only her top line leader, Comrade Liu Zeliang, and her old leader, Comrade "Zhu Lin", and her bottom line, Comrade Mao Liangcai, know.
Comrade Liu Zeliang evacuated from Shanghai, but there was no news later.
Comrade "Zhulin" died heroically at Yuhuatai.
Comrade Xiao Mao died heroically to protect her.
Did Comrade Liu Zeliang send someone to contact him?
Zhang Ping nodded, frowned and shook her head, she didn't know.
However, one thing is certain, the possibility that the enemy knows the code name "Harmonica" is extremely low.
This shows that this harmonica was most likely put in secretly by comrades within the party.
Of course, Zhang Ping did not dare to be careless. A voice in her mind reminded her that although the possibility of the enemy knowing the code name 'Harmonium' was extremely low, she had to be on guard.
However, in her heart, she was almost convinced that this was someone sent by the organization to contact her. As for that slight vigilance, it should be said that it was a reflection of the safety principles engraved in the bones of an excellent underground worker.
The organization came up to contact me!
Zhang Ping's heart is excited, delighted, and joyful!
Her eyes stayed on the harmonica and she inspected it carefully.
With a thought in her heart, Zhang Ping put the harmonica to her lips and blew gently.
The sound is wrong.
Zhang Ping took the harmonica, looked around, and then played the harmonica again. She soon determined where the problem was.
The woman suddenly stood up, and her calf hit the chair because of the large movement.
She didn't even feel the pain in her calf at all. She just held the harmonica in her hand, went to the room where the sundries were placed, and quickly found a small screwdriver.
Carefully unscrew the harmonica's screws and remove the Ding Mao buckle.
Zhang Ping held the harmonica under the light and looked at it carefully.
Look carefully, there is an unevenness in the yellow piece on the yellow board.
Zhang Ping took out a small pair of tweezers from the cosmetic box, gently pried open the yellow piece, and took out a folded piece of paper from underneath.
Zhang Ping put down the tweezers and unfolded the small piece of paper. She took a deep breath and looked at what was written on it:
It's too small and can't be seen clearly!
Zhang Ping looked for a magnifying glass and saw clearly what was written:
My wife Jingyun, the world is drifting away, I have been separated for many years, I have been searching hard, and finally I heard from you.
See you at the same place on Julaida Road tomorrow at 10:15.
secret!
Fu Mingde.
Zhang Ping was stunned and stared at the words on the note. She was so focused that she seemed to want to engrave every word on it in her heart.
After a while, Zhang Ping put down the magnifying glass and the note.
She just sat in front of the dressing table, the corners of her eyes were red, and finally, tears couldn't be held back and flowed down her cheeks.
Tears were flowing, her face was filled with joy and a smile, she was laughing while shedding tears, and she was shedding tears with a smile.
More than three years!
She searched hard for an organization, but couldn't find it.
Now, it's so pitiful that the organization has sent people to look for her!
"I'm going home!" A voice said in Zhang Ping's heart.
She is now convinced that the harmonica was placed in her bag by someone arranged by the organization, and the contents of the note are enough to prove it.
Jingyun, Sun Jingyun.
This is a name that has long been etched in her memory.
The organization once intentionally arranged for her to perform a secret mission, and the new identity assigned to her was that of a female teacher named Sun Jingyun.
According to the plan, the organization arranged for a comrade to pretend to be a couple with her. This comrade's identity was a newspaper reporter named Ding Mingde.
However, for unknown reasons, this secret mission was suddenly put on hold, and Sun Jingyun's identity and name were sealed before they were actually used.
Similarly, Ding Mingde's identity should also be sealed.
The identity background prepared by Teko will not be used again for safety reasons.
The names of the "couple" Sun Jingyun and Ding Mingde have long been sealed because the secret mission was cancelled, so it is impossible for outsiders to know these two names.
Therefore, Zhang Ping can be sure that it was her 'husband' Ding Mingde who wrote the note.
In addition, the old place on Ju Laida Road written on the note was a place that only she and her 'husband' Ding Mingde knew. This was the place where the couple met for the first time according to the agreement.
This meeting place was suggested by 'Sun Jingyun' because she is familiar with this place.
Only she and her husband Ding Mingde know about this old place.
Zhang Ping's heart was excited and her blood was surging.
However, after all, Comrade Teko was able to survive so many large-scale raids and still live a good life despite losing contact. After calming down, she began to think about this matter carefully.
The other party is the ‘husband’ Ding Mingde, this is almost certain.
However, the question arises, is 'Ding Mingde' worthy of trust? Is it possible that the other party is a traitor who has betrayed the organization?
Ding Mingde didn't know her.
So, the other party suspected her identity for some reason, and then tested her in this way?
Once she goes to Julaida Road, it is tantamount to admitting the identity of 'Sun Jingyun' and throwing herself into a trap?
Zhang Ping thought a lot. Although she was very sure that her husband Ding Mingde was obviously still a comrade in the party and was sent by the organization to take her home, she could not be sure that there was nothing wrong with Ding Mingde.
However, after careful consideration, Zhang Ping made a decision:
Arrive for appointments on time.
This was an opportunity to return to the party organization and go home. She was unwilling to miss it and could not miss it.
As for whether to inform Cardinal Zhao about the matter and ask him to help provide advice, or arrange for someone to protect him secretly?
Zhang Ping had considered this, but she quickly rejected it.
"Secret" is written on the note, which represents an organizational order. This is a secret connection. God knows this, she knows it, he knows it, and no third person can know it.
Organizational orders leave no room for bargaining and must be strictly implemented.
Zhang Ping knows that this is a bit risky, but obeying the organization's orders and strictly keeping the organization's secrets is what every Red Party member should keep in mind. It is an iron law!
It is true that under certain circumstances, some comrades will fall into the enemy's trap because of this.
However, organizational discipline is organizational discipline. If everyone does not strictly enforce it out of safety considerations and personal considerations, and everyone wants to do something without authorization, it is obvious that such an organization will be loose and the future will be uncertain.
The price of blood not only includes sacrifice when confronting the enemy head-on, but also includes knowing that you may sacrifice but never looking back!
…
"Nothing?" Araki Harima said with a cold expression.
He glanced at the man who was being held up by two members of the detective brigade. His whole body was no longer human-like, and one eyeball was almost falling off.
"Stubborn." Wang Kangnian said through gritted teeth.
"It's a move, but it's just this..." Tong Xueyong sighed and said.
Araki Harima took the paper supply from Tong Xueyi's hand.
This is a piece of blood-stained donation paper with a dozen large characters written on it:
Long live the red, long live the people!
On the day you expel the Japanese pirates, please repay me!
"Bag duck down!" Araki Harima screamed strangely, tearing the bloody donation paper to pieces, looking fiercely at Le Qiwen, who only had one relatively healthy eyeball, and that eye was looking over:
This man is still smiling!
Araki Harima took the Type 38 rifle directly from an agent's hand, pointed the bayonet and stabbed Le Qiwen continuously and crazily.
"Down with Japan..."
Wang Kangnian looked at Le Qiwen, whose stomach was stabbed to pieces and lying in a pool of blood, and he let out a heavy groan from his nose. For a red party member like Le Qiwen whose bones are harder than the stones in the pit, he is extremely loyal.
I have a headache, which is extremely disgusting.
For such a person, in his hands, there is only one way to die, or to be more precise, it is better for him to die and then die.
Tong Xueyong stood aside, looking at the dead Le Qiwen, shaking his head, sighing and remaining silent.
"Mr. Tong seems to be sighing?" Araki Harima looked at Tong Xueyong with a sinister gaze.
"After all, I was a colleague. I tried my best to persuade him to serve for the Locust Army, but unfortunately, Le Qiwen was stubborn." Tong Xueyong said frankly without quibbles.
"Mr. Tong is indeed loyal to the empire." Araki Harima nodded with satisfaction. Then he ordered Wang Kangnian and Tong Xueyong to take Le Qiwen's body to the woods for burial, and then left with his men.
The grove at night is quiet and even more eerie.
Naturally, Wang Kangnian would not dig the hole himself, he would have his men from the detective brigade do it.
"Old boy, let them work while you rest." Wang Kangnian said.
"I'll dig a hole for my colleague and give him a ride." Tong Xueyong said without putting down the shovel in his hand.
"You were the one who caught him, and you were the one who buried him. There is no need to talk about this friendship." Wang Kangnian looked at Tong Xueyong deeply, then smiled and gave a thumbs up to Tong Xueyong.
"Captain, just don't doubt that I have lingering feelings for the Red Party." Tong Xueyong said with a smile.
Wang Kangnian laughed, shook his head, and said nothing more.
It is not that he has no doubts about Tong Xueyong. This does not mean that he has any evidence or has discovered any doubts. This is purely due to his suspicious character.
However, after secret observation, Wang Kangnian gradually eliminated his doubts about Tong Xueyong. This guy confessed to the Red Party Nan City Traffic Station, and even confessed to a very hidden female Red Party member. Although no one was caught due to various reasons,
This is not Tong Xueyong's problem. The information is correct. The failure of the operation has nothing to do with Tong Xueyong.
There is no retreat for such Tongxueyong.
And now, with Le Qiwen's death, Wang Kangnian no longer has any doubts about Tong Xueyong.
Several members of the detective brigade threw Le Qiwen's body into the newly dug pit. Tong Xueyong looked at Le Qiwen in the pit, lit a cigarette, took two puffs, with complicated eyes, and smiled at Wang Kangnian.
He laughed and said, "The Red Party members and the military commanders are buried here. They are together underground, and the two of us are together up here. What a twist of fate."
Wang Kangnian squinted his eyes, as if he was fascinated by the wind, and smiled slightly, "Isn't this good? You and I are brothers walking together on the Sunshine Road, and these stubborn elements will be sent to hell."
The pit was quickly filled up.
Tong Xueyong threw the cigarette butt on the ground and invited Wang Kangnian, "Two drinks?"
"Zouca." Wang Kangnian nodded, "You and I brothers raise a toast to celebrate."
A group of people walked through the woods. Under the night, they looked like monsters coming out of hell. The wind blew and the branches rustled, as if they were saying goodbye or welcoming.
…
The next day.
"What's in front of you?" Fang Muheng rubbed his hands, took a breath, and asked.
"There is a Japanese and puppet army's artillery tower in Sanhuali ahead." He Guan pointed to the front and said, "The location of this artillery building is very critical. From here, we can control the entire road. If we cross the road, it will be difficult not to avoid it.
Discovered by the enemy in the gun tower."
As he said that, he turned his head and looked to the other side, "Comrade Yu Chang, what do you think?"
Liu Bo licked his dry lips and did not answer directly. Instead, he took out a map from his body and waved to his 'second brother' and 'third brother' to come and take a look, "Look, here, here, here."
"As soon as a gun fires here, not only the Japanese and puppet troops in this blockhouse, but also the Japanese and puppet troops in these two places can immediately be reinforced. We will be attacked from three sides."
"Comrade Yu Chang, what do you mean?" He Guan glanced at Liu Bo and asked.
Liu Bo smiled. The 'third brother' was still angry with him and kept saying 'Comrade Yu Chang'. Although this was also required by the mission, his tone said everything:
What this guy means is that he only recognizes Comrade Yu Chang and not Liu Bo.
Fang Muheng wanted to laugh in his heart. He and Liu Bo had basically reconciled, but he knew that He Guan was really angry. When they first met, Liu Bo called He Guan "third brother" either intentionally or unintentionally.
Guan was so angry that he wanted to beat Liu Bo.
"We need to take a detour, from here, around the blockhouse in front of us, and then from here, through the junction of the two sides." Liu Bo said with a serious expression.
As a top student at the Japanese Military Academy, it can be said that there are not many people in this New Fourth Army squad, or even in the large army, who are more familiar with the Japanese army's combat style and some characteristics than he is.
…
Ju Laida Road, the entrance of a time-honored theater.
Zhang Ping wore a cheongsam with a fur jacket on top, and got out of a rickshaw with a small Kun bag slung on her arm.
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