Bright Sword: Leading the Special Operations Squadron to Fight the Japs

Li Yunlong and Wang Meng decided to go to Taiyuan City first to get some information. It was not enough to rely on the information from the Taiyuan underground party comrades, and they had to rely on themselves for first-hand intelligence.

Early the next morning, Li Yunlong and Wang Meng disguised themselves as businessmen and took a shortcut to enter Taiyuan city.

The path along the way was extremely quiet, just as the intelligence from the 716th Regiment indicated: the villages near the highway had either been massacred or the villagers had gotten the news and fled first.

In short, there was not a single living thing.

Wang Meng looked at the blackened walls that were on fire, his back teeth were broken with anger, and he clenched his fists. So many villagers were killed just for a shitty Japanese prince Asaka Naruhiko?

You little Japs, just wait for me.

Li Yunlong and Wang Meng both had good running speed and soon reached the city gate.

Looking at the heavily guarded city gate, there were more than a hundred Japanese soldiers guarding the gate, and a large number of puppet soldiers. If you look up slightly, you can also see the black holes of heavy machine guns on the city wall.

"Mengzi, put away your ugly face and think of yourself as someone who is here to send a death warrant to those damn Japanese devils. Be happy!"

After Li Yunlong finished speaking, he smiled and walked to the puppet army with his head bowed. He obediently handed over his and Wang Meng's certificates of good citizenship, as well as a cigarette.

"Sir, smoke."

The puppet soldier nodded with satisfaction, put the cigarette in his mouth and started to suck it, and pointed to the photo on the good citizen certificate with the other hand.

"What are you here for?"

"Military, come to your old man's house to celebrate his birthday, come buy some cakes."

"Oh, you are such a filial son. Come in. Buy your things and leave quickly. Don't wander around the city. Something big is going to happen soon!"

Li Yunlong was about to ask, but when he saw the Japanese's vigilant eyes, he gave up and pulled Wang Meng into the city.

Passing by a restaurant called Songhelou, Li Yunlong swallowed and asked tentatively.

"Drink?"

"Let's go. There are all kinds of people here. Let's see if there is any intelligence."

As soon as the two men stepped into the restaurant, the attentive waiter greeted them immediately when he saw that Li Yunlong and Wang Meng were dressed quite elegantly.

"Gentlemen, please come in. Would you like to sit in the hall or in the private room?"

"The hall is bustling!"

"okay!"

Although Li Yunlong and his companions wanted to satisfy their cravings, they also wanted to gather intelligence, so of course they chose the hall.

Li Yunlong ordered eight dishes, four hot and four cold, and also two pots of wine. Anyway, the military notes taken from the dead bodies of the Japanese soldiers would be wasted if not used, so he could just regard them as a gift from the Japanese soldiers to himself.

While waiting for the food, two middle-aged men who looked like local businessmen from Taiyuan walked into Songhe Tower, shaking their heads and sighing.

"Mr. Du, Mr. Gao, or the private room upstairs?"

The rice shop owner, Mr. Du, who was pregnant, glared at the waiter in annoyance.

"What private room? I've been so unlucky lately that I don't have the money to go to a private room. I can just eat in the hall!"

The boss of the cloth shop, who was as tall as a bamboo pole but much more amiable, waved to the waiter.

"Let's go to the hall. I'll have some cold cucumber salad, cold black fungus salad, some stir-fried liver tips, and a pot of Fenjiu."

Boss Du and Boss Gao sat at the table next to Li Yunlong, drinking a big pot of tea and complaining.

"Boss Gao, you can tell me how unlucky we are. We finally had our business pick up a bit, but the Imperial Army just said one thing and we have to donate tens of thousands of kilograms of food to the army."

"Oh, Lao Du, I'm not much better. I heard that they were going to hang banners along the railway to welcome the important people, and they took away several carts of my red cloth!"

The teacups in Li Yunlong and Wang Meng's hands suddenly stopped in mid-air. Could it be that the big shot welcomed along the railway was the "rat"?

Li Yunlong leaned back and pushed Boss Du, causing the teacup in his hand to sway and spill tea all over the table.

"Damn, who is this, blind?"

Li Yunlong quickly started to perform, with an apologetic look on his face, pretending to be an honest man.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I bumped into the boss by accident. Sorry, sorry!"

"Hmph, be careful!"

Li Yunlong stood up and poured a cup of tea for Boss Du as an apology.

"Boss, I just happened to hear that you are both doing business in Taiyuan City. I am also planning to purchase a batch of things in Taiyuan City and ship them back to sell. If it is convenient, could you please give me some advice?"

Wang Meng saw that Boss Du and Boss Gao were a little hesitant, so he stepped forward and added fuel to the fire.

"Boss Li is an open-minded man. If we are destined to make a deal, that would be great. If not, we still have a friendship. Why don't we sit at the same table and have a couple of drinks at our table?"

When Boss Gao and the other man saw the four meat dishes and four vegetable dishes on Li Yunlong's table, they licked their lips and said no with their mouths, but their bodies were very honest.

"Okay, let's just be friends."

Li Yunlong asked the waiter to move the dishes and wine to the private room upstairs, added several more main dishes, and ordered a few more pots of wine.

Wang Meng diligently poured wine for Boss Gao and the other man, launching a "white wine offensive". After seven or eight glasses, both of them were a little tipsy.

"Hey, Boss Li, what we're saying is, if we can't do business in Taiyuan City, then don't do it. We worked so hard to earn the money, and as soon as someone gives us a little push, we have to rush over to deliver it to them!"

Seeing that Boss Du was speaking the truth after drinking, Boss Gao also spoke openly.

"Who says it's not true? We are doing business honestly. Your emperor's relatives came and left, and you want to send them off, so let me donate red cloth! Lao Li, if you take the train to Datong the day after tomorrow, 80% of the red cloth you see on the road is from my family!"

"Boss Gao, you are just bragging. How can the emperor's relatives come to our small place?"

Seeing that Li Yunlong didn't believe him, Boss Gao stood up suddenly, stuck his head out of the box door to take a look, then gently closed it and put his arms around the shoulders of the three of them mysteriously.

"When I went to deliver the red cloth, I heard a Japanese translator let slip that his name was something like King Turtledove, a real royal family member. It seems that he will go to Datong the day after tomorrow morning and take the train!"

Boss Du picked up his glass and echoed the sentiment.

"That's right. I used all my fine flour to reward this turtledove. Come on, let's stop talking about these sad things and drink some wine!"

The intelligence was basically in hand, so Li Yunlong and Wang Meng started drinking happily. After knocking down Boss Gao and the other man, they bought several roast chickens and a few bottles of Fenjiu, then returned to Zhangjiazhuang, the base of the 716, burping and singing.

When we arrived at Zhangjiazhuang, Li Yunlong gave the roast chicken and Fenjiu to Monk Wei and Zhang Xuan.

"Monk, last time I ate half of your roast chicken and drank half of your bottle of wine, I will return them to you today."

After saying this, Li Yunlong fell asleep.

Wang Meng continued to study the map and sent the information he had obtained in Songhe Tower today to the headquarters for confirmation.

The underground intelligence network of the headquarters is much stronger than the small-scale fights between the two of them.

"Huh, if we really want to go by train, we might have to bombard it or plant explosives!"