Quartermasters can also fight the devils

Kenzo Kojima took a file bag with the words "Secret Code Room" printed on it from Saburo Watanabe. Under the gaze of Chief Ono, Kenzo Kojima opened the bag and took out the documents inside to take a look. These were the call sign and frequency band information of the radio station. The code name of his own intelligence station in the file was "Master", while the code name of the chief was the letter "M".

From now on, all the communication codes of his Zhenjiang Intelligence Station will use "Master" to identify his identity. He likes this code very much. Master means a respectful title for people who are very good at a certain industry. This is the highest honor for his intelligence station and the recognition of his team by the head of the agency.

As for the letter "M" representing the head of the agency, this is the only one-way code used by the head of the agency to communicate with his own team. When the head of the agency communicates with other teams, the code agreed upon between the head of the agency and that team is used. If the codes do not match, it means there is a problem.

Kenzo Kojima put the file bag into his briefcase and carefully fastened the small lock on the briefcase. Then he bowed 90 degrees to Ono Akira, said goodbye to Ono Akira, went out and got into the car that was specially responsible for taking him to the train station. He needed to rush back to Zhenjiang tonight to complete the task assigned by the head of the agency.

In the evening, in a private room on the second floor of Hongyun Casino, Chen Mingzhang and Zhang Wenwu appeared at the gambling table as scheduled after a day of rest. When the two were having a great time, Hu San pushed the door and walked in from outside.

Hu San came to Chen Mingzhang with a smile, handed him a newly bought briefcase and whispered, "Mr. Chen, I have already paid back the 5,000 yuan of French currency "Gao Qian" you borrowed that time as you requested, and I have redeemed the loan documents and put them in the briefcase. I talked to the responsible Liu Tou, and he reduced the interest for us. As long as we pay back 6,000 yuan of French currency with interest, the rest of the money is in the bag."

When Chen Mingzhang heard that the interest was less, he became very happy and kept praising Hu San for his ability to do things. He said that after the gambling table, he would invite Hu San to Chunfeng Tower to play, which made Hu San laugh out loud.

How could Hu San not be happy? Chen Mingzhang was only required to pay back 5,800 French francs, but he had the nerve to "round it up" and gave him an extra 200 French francs. He knew that Chen Mingzhang would not calculate the interest anyway, and it was also Chief Zhang's idea that he was not asked for too much extra money this time, because there was no need to. This idiot would just give all the money to the casino at the gambling table. There was no risk in doing so, and it would not attract other people's attention. How great.

While playing with Chen Mingzhang, Zhang Wenwu was thinking about why Kenzo Kojima came back to Shanghai this time. His performance at dinner yesterday should have made Kenzo Kojima basically trust him, otherwise he would not have played the trick of "playing hard to get" with him. He just didn't know what "big business" Kenzo Kojima would ask him to do after he came back.

The next day, after getting up, Zhang Wenwu went back to the headquarters of the 102nd Division. He did not go back to the Quartermaster Department, but went directly to the office of Liao Qian in the Political Department. He needed to discuss with Liao Qian to see if there was anything that needed to be supplemented or improved in the false intelligence documents prepared for Kenzo Kojima.

Looking at the "intelligence" document in his hand, Zhang Wenwu secretly admired Liao Qian. He was indeed a master of writing. The intelligence documents he prepared could stand up to scrutiny.

"Deputy Director Zhang, take a look at the intelligence we have prepared and see what needs to be supplemented or modified." Liao Qian took a sip of the tea in the cup and asked Zhang Wenwu with a complacent look. He was very satisfied with the intelligence he had prepared.

Zhang Wenwu put down the intelligence document in his hand and said with a smile: "Deputy Director Liao, you have prepared this intelligence very well, enough to be mistaken for the real thing. If I were Kenzo Kojima, I would definitely believe it."

Hearing Zhang Wenwu's compliments, Liao Qian looked as if it was a matter of course, and began to feel a little complacent. He thought to himself: Zhang Wenwu has a flexible mind and novel ideas. I admit that I can't compare to him, but when it comes to writing skills, I am still slightly better.

Seeing that Liao Qian was now happy and proud, Zhang Wenwu felt that the time was ripe, so he expressed his idea: "Deputy Director Liao, I think we can add a little more to it." He had to make Liao Qian happy first, so that his suggestions would be smoothly accepted. If you want people to do things, you have to have some methods and ways.

"Oh? Add some ingredients? What ingredients?" Liao Qian was in a good mood when he heard Zhang Wenwu say that he wanted to add some "ingredients". He didn't know what Zhang Wenwu was thinking, so he asked curiously.

"Deputy Director Liao, the Japanese are collecting intelligence on our 102nd Division. I think they may be most concerned about several aspects: one is the combat style, personality traits and hobbies of several chief officers of the unit; the other is the personnel equipment and specific assignments of each unit. This way they can assess the combat effectiveness of the unit and be prepared for facing this unit in the future." Zhang Wenwu handed Liao Qian a cigarette and said slowly.

Liao Qian nodded. He agreed very much with Zhang Wenwu's views. Now he was even more curious about what kind of "ingredients" Zhang Wenwu meant to add.

Zhang Wenwu did not let Liao Qian wait for long, and continued to explain: "What I mean is that the information of Division Commander Huang, Chief of Staff Zhao, and Deputy Division Commander Qi should also be written down. Except for the real names, ages, and places of origin, I suggest that the rest should be mixed with real and fake, and they must be written more "that". And the personnel, number, and weapons of the troops are also made very weak. It is just a point of view that our 102nd Division is a super hodgepodge of empty shells, the kind that has nothing you need."

Liao Qian understood what Zhang Wenwu meant by "that". Wasn't it just to write the three superiors as incompetent? This was not an easy task, because the intelligence documents he prepared had to be sent to the three superiors for review. If he wrote them in such a bad light, he would probably suffer. But Zhang Wenwu's method was really good, which made Liao Qian feel a little "itchy". It would be interesting if he wrote it down.

Zhang Wenwu knew something was going to happen when he saw Liao Qian's expression, so he quickly added fuel to the fire and said, "Deputy Director Liao, I don't think the three commanders will blame you for this. This is all to better fight the Japanese, right? Besides, I will write it with you when the time comes. We are brothers, and we should go through difficulties together."

Liao Qian looked at Zhang Wenwu, who had a righteous look on his face, and a sense of heroism unique to scholars rushed to his chest. He said on the spot that there was no problem. He would follow Zhang Wenwu's ideas and add more "stuff". Even if the superior blamed him at that time, he would take the responsibility. It was all for work. He believed that the superior would understand their difficulties.

Then, Liao Qian and Zhang Wenwu closed the door and began to add "information" to the private lives and personality traits of the three officers. However, creepy laughter could be heard from time to time in the room, which confused the political staff working outside.

As soon as Kenzo Kojima returned to Zhenjiang Hotel, he immediately called the members of his team to his room for a meeting. He needed to quickly assign the tasks assigned to him by the head of the organization.

"Mr. Nakamura, this is our call sign and the frequency band of the chief's office. You must keep it well and keep it confidential. No one except you and me can see this document. There cannot be any mistakes. In addition, we must establish contact with the chief's radio station within two days. Do you understand?" Kenzo Kojima handed the file bag to Nakamura Nada, who was in charge of radio contact, with a serious face, and explained the importance and confidentiality level very solemnly.

Nakamura Nada took the file bag handed over by Kojima Kenzo, stood at attention and bowed, saying: "Please rest assured, team leader, I will make sure that there will be no problems. The radio station will be set up within two days to establish contact with the radio station of the head of the agency." He did not open the file bag because there were other team members nearby, and he could only open it and read the contents in his own room.

Kojima Kenzo nodded in satisfaction, and then said to another team member, "Ikeda-kun, you will be in charge of driving tomorrow. We are going to Jinling Prison."

Kojima Kenzo turned to the last member and instructed, "Takahashi-kun, you are responsible for assisting the doctors and nurses sent by the navy to arrange the equipment at the clinic, and at the same time, you must ensure their safety."

Ikeda and Takahashi immediately agreed.

After asking all team members to leave the room and prepare, Kenzo Kojima walked to the window of the room and looked at the scenery outside, while in his heart he was thinking if there was any place he had not arranged or needed attention.

At six o'clock in the evening, Zhang Wenwu continued to appear at the door of Zhenjiang Hotel on time. After discussing intelligence with Liao Qian in the afternoon, he went back to the Quartermaster's Office to take a look. As soon as he entered the gate of the Quartermaster's Office, he received a call from Kojima Kenzo, who said that he had returned to Zhenjiang and asked him to have dinner together in the evening. His words were full of excitement and joy, as if he was just about to tell Zhang Wenwu directly on the phone that there would be a big deal. Zhang Wenwu estimated that Kojima Kenzo should be serving him the "main course".

Chen Mingzhang and Hu San are a little depressed now. They were just driven back to the room by Kojima Taijun. The reason was that Kojima Taijun said that she wanted to discuss a bigger business with Brother Zhang and needed to talk to Brother Zhang alone. After they finished the discussion, she would ask the hotel waiter to call them and invite them down to eat.

Although the two were a little depressed, what could they do? They had to listen to what Kojima said. Besides, if Kojima and Brother Zhang did any big business again, they would get a share of the profits. After all, they had successfully completed a big deal before.

Chen Mingzhang prayed silently in his heart: Brother Zhang, you must make this big deal with Kojima Taijun, Amitabha, God bless you, Wuliang Tianzun...