Xiao Wuzi came back in the afternoon, but he was extremely excited when he came back. When he went to the backyard of the tailor shop, he took out a stack of letter paper marked in Chinese and was so excited that he could not speak.
He waited for a long time before saying: "Xiu Niang, you are amazing!"
"I specifically asked someone to translate that document. They said it was Japan's train transportation timetable in Northeast China, and it was also the train transportation timetable of the Japanese military. It even knew where it arrived and which army received it.
It is clear that if this thing gets into the hands of the Anti-Japanese Alliance, not to mention supplies, even weapons can be replaced."
At that moment when everyone was happy, Xiu Niang became more and more melancholy. The issues she considered were always different from those of Xiao Wuzi and the others.
"Why are you unhappy?" Xiao Wuzi asked tentatively. After all, it was you who came up with the idea and gave the order. Now that you have successfully obtained the things, why are you still looking sad?
The embroiderer pointed with her hand, which was exactly the direction of the city gate and said, "How to send it out?"
"The city is closed. We have taken such a precious thing but can't send it out. Do you think I can stop being anxious?"
"How about I risk my way out?"
As soon as Xiu Niang closed her eyes, the little boy really didn't understand anything: "How can you break through the city gate when it is closed? What's more, there is a plain outside Beiman City, how can you run faster than a bullet?"
"And once our delivery fails, all Comrade Lu Xiang's efforts will be in vain!"
"This is how to do ah……"
Xiaowuzi had no idea and was circling back and forth in the courtyard, like a donkey pulling a mill.
At this time, Zhang Ziqiang knocked on the side door of the courtyard: "Boss, your car has arrived. When will you leave?"
The embroiderer immediately shouted: "It's going to be a while, please come in and have a drink of water." After speaking, Zhang Ziqiang opened the courtyard door, and Zhang Ziqiang once again made sure that there was no one behind him, and then responded: "That's so embarrassing."
It is normal for the owner of a tailor shop to use a rickshaw when going out. It is also expected that a familiar rickshaw driver will come to pick him up at home. There are also big businessmen who specialize in monthly subscriptions. In a small place like Beiman, in addition to officials, there are
How many cars are there?
"There's news!"
Zhang Ziqiang entered the courtyard and closed the courtyard door and said: "The city gate was opened this morning, and the Japanese army trucks brought back three truckloads of corpses. Among them were not only people wearing civilian clothes, but also many Japanese soldiers. It seemed that they were still alive.
Doctors from the China-Japan Friendship Hospital were waiting at the gate of the city. As soon as the military vehicle arrived, the doctor got on the vehicle directly and drove to the hospital while treating him."
Xiu Niang asked: "Are the Japanese soldiers or the Blue Clothes Club alive?"
"I don't know, and I don't dare to get close to take a look. After the city was closed yesterday, people didn't dare to go out of their homes. It was so eye-catching to look forward."
"Has the lockdown been lifted?"
"No, the city gate was quickly closed again after the military vehicles came in."
boom!
While several people were talking, the sound of gunshots came over. After Xiu Niang looked in the direction of the gunshots, she immediately turned around and shouted: "Go quickly!"
Xiao Wuzi and Zhang Ziqiang quickly opened the courtyard door and evacuated, leaving her alone in the backyard of the tailor shop.
The gunfire was obviously not directed at the tailor shop, but the embroiderer had to be careful, what if? What if something goes wrong in any link, and what if the kid pounces on the tailor shop? Those three people are not
Were they all pinned down in the courtyard? This was the reason why she drove Zhang Ziqiang and Xiao Wuzi away.
"Shopkeeper, there's a gunshot outside. Let's close the door."
The little tailor in the front yard shouted loudly and quickly closed the shop door. When he appeared in the backyard, the embroiderer was looking at the place where the gunfire rang out in trance.
"Xiu Niang, what are you looking at?"
"I'm looking at how many people are fighting for this country."
"Can you see it? It's through the wall."
"No, but you just let me listen, and I feel at ease."
Yes, is there anything more reassuring than that there are still people who are sacrificing their lives and blood for this country?
"Little tailor."
"Hey, shopkeeper, you give your order."
"Go out with me tonight."
"Are you bringing someone with you?" the little tailor asked.
The embroiderer thought again and again, and finally said: "Take it."
As an underground intelligence agent, it is her duty to send out the information she obtains as soon as possible. Especially when she does not know when the Japanese will send troops, she should send out this information in a timely manner.
However, how long will Northern Manchuria be sealed off? Who dares to guarantee it?
Considering the relatively unimportant geographical location of Northern Manchuria, the Japanese would not even blink an eye even if it were closed for a year.
Is there any other way?
Or, send someone to sneak into the North-Manchuria Railway and take this thing out along with the vehicles transporting supplies?
The embroiderer quickly rejected this plan. The items were stolen at the Railway Department, but she still wanted to take them out along the railway line. Do you really think she is stupid?
It's better to take the risk and get the transmitter back, and send the information out quickly. Everyone will feel at ease. As for sealing off the city, he can seal it off as he likes.
At night.
There are fewer Japanese soldiers patrolling the streets. During the day, they come and go every now and then. Some are running, some are driving by, and some are walking normally. Now, the streets are quiet as if nothing happened.
However, except for the fact that all the shops on the street were closed and all the stalls were removed, there was nothing unusual.
"Little tailor."
The tailor changed his clothes. When he took off his long gown and put on short clothes, he looked much more heroic: "Let's go."
"Walk."
The embroiderer led the little tailor out through the gate of the courtyard, and ran across the road to the small courtyard across the street. The little tailor followed behind him, holding a box of cheongsams covered with paper in her hand.
According to the rules of tailor shops, they don't have good packaging bags for you to carry, and they feel that giving them to you directly does not look high-end. So they simply take a piece of paper and tie it with a rope, which not only saves costs, but also looks better.
The little tailor said that tailors in Shanghai often do this, and many tailor shops have become big businesses just because of the extra piece of paper.
In this regard, the embroiderer let him do what he wanted. Anyway, she didn't care about the tailor shop.
When Lao Xu's house arrived, the little tailor took out his dagger and poked it through the crack in the door. He opened the door latch inch by inch. The moment the door opened, the two of them entered the courtyard directly.
As for the lock on the door in the courtyard, it was almost like there was no lock at all. The little tailor pulled hard and even the nose of the door was broken.
"Second floor."
Wen Wan once described the hiding place of the transmitter to Xiu Niang, so the two of them didn't even look elsewhere when they entered the house. They went straight to the second floor. When they found the suitcase with the password, the little tailor even carried it.
Get up and leave.
Just as the two were about to go downstairs, the flash of car lights accompanied by the roar of the car came - Buzz!
"Section Chief, this is Xu Ruifeng's home."
"Open the door!"
The Japanese climbed over the wall into the courtyard and reopened the door that the little tailor had inserted just now. The Japanese did not stop when they broke in and just blocked the embroiderer and the little tailor on the stairs.
The reason why they came so late was because Miyamoto Akitsu spent some time on Erhu's interrogation. He was going crazy with Xu Ruifeng. Who would have thought that a person under the siege of thousands of people would be like a murderous god possessed!
Holding back this anger, he almost got beaten to death by Erhu. But after learning Xu Ruifeng's identity, wouldn't it be easy to find your home?
No, once you find them, they will block the two of them in the house.
The little tailor and the embroiderer collided with the Japanese who had just entered the house. The Japanese soldier raised his gun and shouted in Japanese: "Who are you!"
The little tailor took out his gun before they finished shouting, and quickly pulled the trigger at the Japanese soldiers - bang bang bang bang.
Four consecutive shots knocked down three Japs. The fourth Japs reacted too quickly, turned around and ran out of the door, firing a shot from behind.
Immediately afterwards, things started to boil in the small courtyard. Countless Japanese soldiers burst into the windows and doors and started shooting wildly. They didn't care where the bullets would hit, but they used bullets to suppress people first.
Miyamoto Akitsu's ruthlessness was revealed at this time. When he heard the gunshot, he immediately turned around and ordered: "Immediately let people guard the back window. If anyone is found to have escaped, arrest him immediately!"
He blocks your retreat first. As long as your retreat is blocked, the two of you are basically like a turtle in a urn.
