Crossing the spy war, my code name is God of Wealth

"Jason, I'm sorry to ask you to come back from Hong Kong Island."

Chen Yang stretched out his hand slightly and said, "Sit down."

Jason shrugged and said, "Boss, I work for you. I will follow your orders if you tell me to."

Chen Yang handed the file bag in his hand to Jason and said, "This is really a big deal."

"You must return to England as soon as possible and hand over my plan to Mr. George."

"Also, you need to tell Mr. George not to question the feasibility of this plan. He just needs to execute it according to the plan."

"By the way, say sorry to Hailey for me. I was planning to go to England to accompany her as she gives birth next year, but it looks like I can't leave."

Jason took the document and nodded, "Boss, no problem, I'll book the boat ticket right away."

Chen Yang nodded, stood up and stretched out his right hand and said: "Have a good trip."

mountain city.

The news that the Japanese were frantically bombing the American mainland soon reached the mountain city.

Chennault, who was the air force advisor of Shancheng, received instructions from the mainland and went to Huangshan Villa to report the news to his superiors.

Of course, he also brought the President's instructions to Yamashiro, hoping that the Chinese battlefield could tie down a large number of Japanese troops.

So that they cannot squeeze out more troops to move south.

When the news came out inside the mountain city, two completely different opinions emerged.

One is to hope to maintain the current situation and prevent the Japanese from expanding their victory.

One is to strengthen equipment and launch a counterattack against the areas occupied by the Japanese, so as to win the favor of the Americans.

But in the final analysis, everyone's goal is to ask the Americans for more aid and supplies.

Of course, the United States had also made plans for material assistance at this time.

Ambassador to the United States Wang Chonghui and Minister Song met with Secretary of State Hull several times.

And obtained the other party's approval.

This time, the United States will provide 30 million weapons, which will be shipped to the country via Myanmar.

At the same time, fifty aircraft and a loan of 120 million US dollars were provided to Shancheng for free.

The condition is that Shancheng must produce a report that satisfies the Americans in the near future.

After the news reached the mountain city, the Military Commission immediately convened a meeting, and everyone once again focused their attention on Changsha.

Because, according to the intelligence sent by the Military Intelligence Bureau, on December 24, 1941, the top leaders of the Chinese Expeditionary Force approved the request of Commander Anan of the 11th Army.

They were ready to continue their war against Changsha, and for this war, the Marine Command sent the Seventh Fleet to support it.

One hundred and thirteen aircrafts of the First and Third Squadrons of the Flight Group have arrived at Wangjiadun Airport in Hankou, ready to depart at any time.

This time it is a tough battle that we can only win and not lose.

In order to achieve this victory, Shancheng transferred Luo Zhuoying of the Ninth War Zone and Wang Lingji of the 30th Army to Xue Laohu's command.

Not only that, a total of 85 aircraft from the Flying Tigers that had completed training in Burma and two squadrons of the Soviet Volunteer Air Force were also deployed to the battlefield.

In order to get this batch of loans and aid, the higher-ups have put all their assets on it. If Changsha cannot be saved, the consequences will be disastrous.

However, this time Shancheng seems to have no better choice. If it wants to get this support, it must gamble everything.

Shanghai, French Concession, safe house.

In the middle of the night, Chen Yang appeared at the door of the safe house. Looking at the flashing light on the map, he made sure that no one was following him within a kilometer before he slipped into the safe house.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, the door handle of the safe house turned and Song Jiayu walked in carrying a thermos.

"Sir." Song Jiayu saluted.

"What happened? You need to send out a message for an emergency meeting." Chen Yang asked directly.

Song Jiayu put down the thermos, walked to the front of the table, took out a piece of paper from her arms, then took out a bottle of special medicine and slowly applied it.

It takes thirty seconds for this potion to develop. Song Jiayu said slowly, "This is the intelligence that the special envoy of the South China Intelligence Bureau sent to Shanghai."

"Now all the major agencies in Shanghai are desperately searching for radio stations. Several radio stations of the Military Control Commission have been found by the Mei Agency and the people of No. 76."

"Director Xie of the South China Intelligence Department ordered all hidden radio stations to remain silent and to adopt the most primitive intelligence handover method."

Chen Yang nodded. This action was approved by him, so how could he not be aware of it?

However, what he is afraid of now is whether his and Song Jiayu's group will be known to outsiders.

Song Jiayu seemed to see through Chen Yang's worries and said in a gentle voice: "Don't worry, sir. The South China Intelligence Department will hand over this information to Mr. A in the Intelligence Department."

“They don’t know who we are.”

As he spoke, the words on the paper had already appeared. Chen Yang picked up the paper and took a quick look at it.

Well, it was just as he expected. This time the mission issued by the headquarters was to thoroughly investigate the movements of the 11th Army.

In the last Changsha Battle, everyone was evenly matched and no one gained much advantage.

The Japanese army lost more than 137 people. The th Division suffered the greatest losses in Yamashiro, while the rest suffered little damage.

As for Liao Lingqi, who should have been sentenced to death in history, he actually escaped this time.

Chen Yang remembered the contents of the secret order clearly, picked up a lighter, burned the order, and buried it under the flower pot.

Song Jiayu reminded: "Sir, the headquarters attaches great importance to this mission. The Japanese are also collecting intelligence on Changsha. You have to be careful."

Chen Yang smiled slightly and was about to leave when he suddenly stopped and turned around and asked, "Does the headquarters have anything to say about Chen Gongshu's matter?"

Song Jiayu seemed to have known that Chen Yang would ask this question. After a long silence, she slowly said, "Director Zheng was afraid that you would overthink it, so he sent a telegram to explain it to you."

"Captain Chen received an order from Deputy Director Tang to carry out the mission of disrupting the establishment of diplomatic relations between Nanjing and the Soviet Union."

"Director Zheng, please don't worry. Deputy Director Tang doesn't know your information."

"He also received instructions from his superiors."

Chen Yang raised his hand, signaling Song Jiayu not to continue.

Song Jiayu may have naively thought that this was a wrong instruction and Chen Gongshu's death was an accident.

But Chen Yang was very clear that the superiors transferred Deputy Director Tang from the attendant's office to the Military Control Commission obviously in order to curb the power of Boss Dai.

It seems that the power of the Military Control Commission is growing too fast, and the higher-ups are beginning to feel a little wary.

Sure enough, ZZ looks the same no matter where it is placed.

"I'm going back first. If you have any news, please contact me through the dead mailbox."

"By the way, this search for the radio station will end in four days. You must not use the radio to contact the outside world during these few days."

There is one more chapter tomorrow. I am tired after sitting in the car for half a day...