Spy Wars: I have space, but I choose to work alone

As Deputy Director Zhang finished his words, the meeting room suddenly became quiet.

Everyone looked at Deputy Director Zhang with a determined look on their face, as if they were stone statues. Only the smoke from the burning cigarettes in their hands was floating in the air.

Everyone who can sit in this conference room has experienced countless bloody storms, both externally and internally.

Some people have already sensed a bloody flavor in Deputy Director Zhang's words.

Especially the logistics leader who was scrutinized by Deputy Director Zhang. His entire aura disappeared in an instant in front of Deputy Director Zhang, a small deputy director.

The corners of his mouth kept moving, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he lowered his head without saying a word.

Deputy Director Zhang immediately looked at everyone else. At this moment, no one dared to make eye contact with the "unlucky guy" from the base who had been ridiculed before.

At this time, a leader spoke up:

"I think what Deputy Director Zhang said is right. We can't forget the national justice because of a little bit of profit. If the facts are really as Deputy Director Zhang said, we are doing business with the Japanese. This is a matter of great importance and there is no room for hesitation."

Another leader immediately followed suit, saying with deep regret:

"We are far away from the Northwest Headquarters, in the heart of the Nationalist government. Enemy and our forces are intertwined, and every move is under the surveillance of the Nationalist government. Now the trade has only been going on for more than half a month, and it has not been discovered by the Nationalist government. If it is discovered by the Nationalist government and exposed to the world, will our underground party's image be preserved?"

"It is! It is!"

"I also feel that the people in the base are not in the right spirit now. They are frantically speaking good things about Wang Xingyun and his men just to have one or two more pieces of meat in their dishes and a few more bullets in their guns. They all want to go to Xingyun's trade department. If this continues, how can we lead the troops and who will we listen to?"

"Fortunately, Deputy Director Zhang remained vigilant. It happened that the Deputy Political Commissar also had to go to the Northwest to report on work at this time, so he exposed Wang Xingyun's true face in time. If Wang Xingyun and others continued to buy people's hearts, the consequences would be disastrous. We should take decisive measures now while there is still time." A leader analyzed from another perspective.

Everyone also began to change their attitude and started to agree.

In the early period of the War of Resistance Against Japan, the Fourth Master's situation was very complicated. He was like being locked in a cage. His every move was greatly restricted. He was monitored by the National Army almost the entire time. He had to be an obedient child everywhere and never break the rules. His development was greatly restricted.

If it is confirmed at this time that they are trading strategic materials with the Japanese army, even if they are not trading strategic materials, it will be enough to send the Fourth Master, who is already at the center of the storm, to the death of public opinion and become a national sinner condemned by everyone.

After everyone reached a consensus, a new storm was about to begin, and Deputy Director Zhang, who was originally nicknamed "the unlucky guy" by everyone, suddenly changed and came to the front again.

At this time, Wang Xingyun, who was on his way to another base to inspect the bristle collection work, was in a rage. He angrily scolded the local person in charge of bristle procurement:

"Is this pig bristle? This is fucking pig bristle. Do you want me to repeat to you what pig bristle is? Send all this stuff back to me."

The person in charge also muttered in a low voice with some emotion:

"This is the rule, 70% real pig bristles and 30% other pig hairs. Everyone does this!"

"Does it make sense for everyone to do this? We, the underground party, must be honest in doing business. We can't be like those unscrupulous capitalists who sell inferior goods as good ones. Otherwise, who will continue to do business with us in the future?" Wang Xingyun also realized that his words were a bit heavy and explained.

At this moment, the branch that had just received the telegram immediately dispatched a company from the combat unit that had no contact with Wang Xingyun and his team to quietly surround Wang Xingyun and his team.

"on!"

Following the order of a team leader, the group led by Wang Xingyun were arrested in batches without any preparation.

At the same time, those who had spoken well of Wang Xingyun and his team in public and those who had close contacts with Wang Xingyun and his team were all brought under unified control and investigated one by one.

Including but not limited to, the soldiers in the kitchen serving food in the cafeteria, ordinary soldiers in the organs, and the duty staff of the command center...

For a moment, everyone in the entire base was in danger. No one could guarantee that the people from the Political Review Department would not show up with cold faces the next moment and take people away for investigation on the grounds of having too close contacts with Japanese spies such as Wang Xingyun.

The next night, in the office of the Political Review Department, Wang Xingyun, who had been enjoying great success in the base, was urgently escorted back to the military headquarters.

At this moment, his hands were tied behind his back, his hair was messy, and there were bruises on the corners of his mouth. He was no longer as handsome as before. Two fully armed soldiers stood behind him, watching his every move at all times.

On the other side, Deputy Director Zhang, who was originally called "the unlucky guy" by the people in the base, and his subordinates folded their hands with a proud look on their faces, looking at Wang Xingyun with pity.

"I didn't expect that we would meet again in this room so soon, traitor Wang Xingyun! Didn't expect it, did you?"

"Your plan was perfect, but you miscalculated that the deputy political commissar would go to the Northwest to report on his work. According to the verification of the Northwest Headquarters, the central special envoy you mentioned is completely fictitious. It is simply a self-torture trick you and the Japanese army have set up."

"The special envoy is fake? Impossible. The special envoy provided us with such great help. The many guns, ammunition, medicines and food he brought back to the base were all fake. Zhang, if you want to wrongly accuse me, just say so. I won't allow you to slander the special envoy."

Wang Xingyun was not willing to believe Deputy Director Zhang's "nonsense" and thought that Deputy Director Zhang was taking the opportunity to retaliate.

When Deputy Director Zhang heard that Wang Xingyun was still defending the so-called Central Commissioner, he sneered and said:

"You won't cry until you see the coffin, and you're still trying to argue when you're about to die!"

After saying this, Deputy Director Zhang took out two pieces of paper with a big seal on them, handed them to Wang Xingyun and said:

"Take a good look. This is the verification telegram sent back from the Northwest Headquarters, and this is the arrest warrant issued by the military!"

Wang Xingyue tried hard to raise her head, and after seeing the contents on the two pieces of paper clearly under the dim lantern, her originally tense body instantly softened.

When Deputy Director Zhang saw Wang Xingyun's current condition, he, who was experienced in interrogation, immediately followed up.

"Wang Xingyun, you know our policy. Now you just need to confess everything about how you defected to the Japanese army, helped them plunder strategic materials in the name of trade, and infiltrated their base. Also, confess all your accomplices, and we may be able to spare your life."

But to Deputy Director Zhang's surprise, Wang Xingyun, who had begun to relax because his idol, the special envoy, was proven to be a fake, but when he heard about helping the Japanese army to plunder strategic materials, his eyes were filled with light again.