Chapter 099: Recovering the code book (please ask for the moon)
Wandelong directly picked up the radio, as if he was seeing a beautiful woman, caressing it and checking it carefully.
In fact, he is a firearms shooting instructor and is good at action. He doesn't know much about this stuff. He was just very happy because he found Radio Japan.
"The most commonly used low-power radio station in Japan, manufactured in the Showa decade." Cheng Qianfan also leaned over to take a look, glanced at the nameplate, and said.
The special training class offers telecommunications courses, which are elective and do not force students to study. Because the courses are intensive, few students have the time and energy to take telecommunications courses.
The Secret Service has specialized text messaging talents, so agents are not required to master this.
Moreover, telecommunications courses are high-end courses and require talent. Not everyone has the ability to learn them.
Cheng Qianfan is an exception. He is very enthusiastic about telecommunications courses. He passed the assessment of foreign language classes and firearms shooting ahead of schedule, so he has extra time to study telecommunications courses.
"What a good thing. It should be the most advanced radio station in Japan. It has high safety factor, stable power, small size and easy to carry." Cheng Qianfan was very interested in this radio station.
"See if there is a code book." Wandelong reminded quickly.
The radio station was seized, but that was not enough.
The codebook is the most important thing.
The Secret Service has always attached great importance to code-breaking work.
Just two months ago, Yao Dunwen, the head of the Translation and Telecommunications Section of the Secret Service, deciphered a secret message from the Red Party in Xi'an, the content of which was military matters.
Dai Chunfeng was overjoyed and reported it to Chang Kaishen, who was truly "praised". Yao Dunwen also received a "reward" of 500 yuan in legal currency.
The Translation and Electronics Section of the Secret Service has been trying to decipher Japanese special messages, but it has not made any progress.
The reason is straightforward: the Secret Service rarely recovers Japanese special code books.
The Translation and Electronics Section lacks reference research objects for Japanese cryptography rules.
Therefore, Dai Chunfeng emphasized at the high-level meeting of the Secret Service that his subordinates should seize as many Japanese code books as possible during the operation.
Once anyone recovers the enemy's code book, he should be generously rewarded!
It can be said that if the Japanese code book can be recovered this time, the credit will be far greater than that of cracking the Japanese special covert team and arresting several Japanese agents.
"There is no codebook." Cheng Qianfan shook his head. There was only a radio in the radio box, but no codebook.
"Continue searching! We must find the code book." Wan Delong ordered in a deep voice.
If there is a radio station, there must be a code book, but I haven't found it yet.
Even if you have to dig three feet into the ground, you still have to find the code book.
…
Turning around, Cheng Qianfan stared at the locker and pondered.
The tea jars on the cabinet were smashed and the fragments were cleared away.
He stared at the cabinets in the third row.
Because the tea cans have been left for a long time, clear marks can be seen on the countertop.
These marks are very dense.
This shows that the storage cabinets in the third row contain the most tea cans and should be densely packed.
He imagined in his mind that there were so many tea cans, which completely blocked his sight at a glance, and he could not see the cabinet partition behind the tea cans.
Why are there so many tea cans in this row?
The third row is located relatively high and is actually not convenient to access.
There is something weird.
Cheng Qianfan glanced at the two stools placed in the corner.
He pulled a slightly shorter stool over, placed it behind the counter, and sat down on it.
With his height, he could barely reach his upper body over the counter.
This is not right.
‘Liu Tao’ is a head shorter than him, so if he sits on this slightly shorter stool, only half of his body will be exposed, which is very awkward.
"Come here." Cheng Qianfan called an agent over, who was similar in height to 'Liu Tao'.
He asked the agent to sit on two stools.
A slightly taller stool is just right.
The low stool is visibly inappropriate.
Cheng Qianfan strode out of the counter, went to the private room where Zhrit was guarded, and took a quick look.
None of these Japanese heights match that short stool.
"Sure enough!" Cheng Qianfan was overjoyed, and he had a vague guess in his mind.
Turning back behind the counter, he motioned for the agent, who was similar in height to 'Liu Tao', to step on the stool, which was exactly the same height as the lockers in the third row.
…
Cheng Qianfan signaled the agent to come down. He stepped on the stool and carefully groped with his hands on the back panel of the locker.
A thin rope.
The color of the rope is exactly the same as the color of the tabletop. The light here is relatively dim. If you don't look carefully, you won't even notice the thin rope stuck to the backboard.
Cheng Qianfan twisted the rope and pulled it slowly.
A piece of wood on the back panel began to loosen.
Cheng Qianfan was overjoyed. With a little force, the board was pulled down. Closely attached to the inner board was a book half the thickness of a fingernail.
"Found it!" Wandelong, who had been staring here, was overjoyed, "Bring it out quickly."
"Wait a minute." Cheng Qianfan's expression suddenly became serious, "Flashlight."
An agent handed over a flashlight.
Cheng Qianfan took the flashlight and shined it, his face changed slightly, and he handed the flashlight to the agent, "Help me shine it."
The corners of the book are sewn with needle and thread. It seems that the book is about to unravel, so it is sewn with needle and thread.
However, one of the wires was obviously too long, with about twenty centimeters hanging there.
Moreover, this thread should have been disconnected in the middle and was tied with a snap buckle.
Cheng Qianfan carefully untied the buckle, then took off the book and handed it to Wan Delong.
Wan Delong found the book, flipped through it, and said with excitement, "It should be a code book."
At this time, he was reassured and overjoyed. He captured the Japanese special lurking team without losing a single soldier, seized the radio station, and now also obtained the code book. This operation was simply perfect.
After the excitement, he was also frightened, "Cheng Wufang, thanks to your alertness, you did a good job."
As the leader of the Xiongzhen Building's action team, Wan Delong has also experienced hundreds of battles. At this time, he naturally understood the reason why 'Cheng Wufang' was cautious just now.
"Damn it, these little Japanese guys are really cunning."
Cheng Qianfan got off the stool, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he nodded when he heard this, "Team leader Mingjian, if the prediction is correct, there should be a grenade string behind this thread, which almost hit them."
"Go and take out the thing behind the wire." Wandelong ordered, "Be careful, it might be a grenade."
…
A named agent got on the stool and very carefully cut the board with a dagger.
He glanced back and saw that everyone, including the team leader, was hiding far away, and secretly complained in his heart.
It took seven or eight minutes for the agent to carefully remove the board. Sure enough, there was a grenade behind the board. The string of the grenade was connected to a wire. The wire was previously connected to the password.
The threads are tied together.
Wan Delong, He Huan, Cheng Qianfan and others all breathed a sigh of relief.
"Fortunately, Rite set up a trap here in order to destroy the code book." Cheng Qianfan said suddenly with a gloomy face, "If this had been done in the radio box just now..."
