Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Yu Zecheng received a telegram from his superiors and hurried to reinforce the brigade to mobilize troops. They did not dare to neglect it and quickly found a few fishing boats and went out to sea. However, the location given in the telegram was really vague.

At sea, if the position is wrong, even just a little bit, it will lead to a huge mistake.

These fishing boats, full of soldiers, searched for a whole day and a half before they found Dabao on an unknown island. Dabao asked the soldiers to take the living enemy spies aboard and to search the dead ones and bury them on the spot.

On the boat back to Zhoushan, Dabao sat at the bow without saying a word. Yu Zecheng came over, sat next to Dabao, took out a box of cigarettes and handed it to Dabao.

Dabao looked at Yu Zecheng in surprise.

"Lao Yu, you don't smoke, so why are you carrying a pack of cigarettes?"

Yu Zecheng smiled embarrassedly.

"Director, no matter what I did before, I always used alcohol and cigarettes to get me started. I'm afraid that if I become addicted to these two things, I'll unconsciously say something and expose myself, so I usually don't touch alcohol or cigarettes.

After returning to our country, I found that the comrades were very warm and friendly, so I bought a box of cigarettes two days ago and put it in my pocket, ready to smoke a little when I stay up late to refresh myself.

Dabao patted his shoulder. From Yu Zecheng's words, one could tell how fearful he was living there. He didn't even dare to touch cigarettes or alcohol, for fear that he would say something inappropriate and expose himself after getting drunk.

After returning to the new country, because I didn't understand the comrades' style, I was also conscientious and meticulous. I was very careful in what I said and did. It was like walking with a heavy bag on my back that I could never take off. But after spending time with them, I found that they were all very nice and usually laughed and had a lot of fun, so I picked up the cigarette.

Yu Zecheng handed a cigarette to Dabao.

"Director, are you worried?"

Dabao nodded.

"Old Yu, you came from there, so you should be very familiar with their style of doing things. I always feel that this incident is very strange. Indeed, we severely damaged the Military Control Commission's Operations Department in Hong Kong, and it is only natural that the enemy wants to retaliate against us. But no matter how I think about it, what's going on this time is wrong?

As far as I know, these enemy spies were trained at the US military bases in Okinawa and Kyushu respectively, and basically have no contact with Taiwan. Taiwan will classify this as top secret.

But the intelligence this time was too detailed about the mission and the number of people involved. I think there must be something wrong."

Yu Zecheng glanced at Dabao, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded.

"Director, based on my understanding of Taiwan, such an important secret is usually only known by three or four people, and these people will definitely not have any problems.

When the intelligence came in, I also reported it to my superiors. I was afraid that the enemy wanted to use these spies to distract our attention. Once all our attention was focused on them, they could take advantage of the opportunity and stab us somewhere else..."

"From what we know now, Pan Xiaoen and Mu Enming did go to Shanghai. On the 28th, the head of Hongwashadi came to Shanghai to sign a non-aggression treaty with us. If the enemy spies disrupted these negotiations, the international impact would be extremely serious."

Dabao shook his head.

"A weak country has no diplomacy. German Chancellor Bismarck once said that truth is only within the range of cannons. This negotiation did have some influence, but it was certainly not that great.

I feel like the enemy is drawing our attention to this negotiation, and they have other motives.”

Yu Zecheng took off his military cap and gently scratched his hair.

"There are so many important things in Shanghai that I can't even count them all. I really don't know what the enemy's goal is."

Dabao looked at the pier, which was getting closer and closer. Hundreds of boats were docked at the pier, and the bustling crowds of people were coming and going. He was lost in thought...

"Old Yu, when we get to Mingzhou, we'll conduct a surprise interrogation of these enemy spies. There must be something we don't know."

Yu Zecheng perked up and nodded.

"Okay, Chief."

……

Pan Xiaoen and Mu Enming sat at the steps of the City God Temple, like two coolies waiting to work, except that they had no tools in front of them.

At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a gray Mao suit and a pair of glasses came slowly over on a bicycle. When he saw the two of them, he got off the bicycle with one leg.

"Are you looking for work?"

Pan Xiaoen smiled and answered quickly.

"Sir, we haven't eaten for two days. If you have any work for us, just tell us. We don't need any money, just give us a meal."

The middle-aged man had a serious face.

"I have some work to do here, but I wonder if you would be willing to do it?"

"Mr. Ken, Ken, as long as you can give us a portion of hometown fried rice, two strings of chili peppers, and three or five cloves of garlic, that will be fine. If that doesn't work, you can even give us a small yellow croaker!"

The middle-aged man smiled and whispered.

"Don't worry, there's food and drink, and two small yellow croakers."

The secret code matched, the middle-aged man pushed the bicycle in front, and Pan Xiaoen and the other man followed behind. They behaved very naturally and no one noticed them.

The middle-aged man led them through many twists and turns and into an alley. Some people in the alley greeted him.

"Uncle Dong, are there any relatives coming?"

The middle-aged man smiled and pushed up his glasses.

"Yes, they are two little cousins ​​from my hometown. Someone at home is sick, and they came to ask me for help."

"Then I have to help you."

"Of course, of course. I'm going home first. I'll talk to you later."

The middle-aged man pushed open a door and welcomed Pan Xiaoen and the other man in. He parked his bicycle in the yard, stuck his head out to take a look, and when he saw that no one was paying attention, he closed the door tightly.

Pan Xiaoen and the other man followed the middle-aged man into the house. The middle-aged man asked them to sit down. He poured two cups of water and placed them on the table. Then he took out a stack of materials from under the floor in the corner.

He turned around and said.

"Do you have any weapons with you?"

Pan Xiaoen nodded.

"I brought two pistols and two cantaloupe grenades."

The middle-aged man waved.

"You are not allowed to bring any weapons to the place you are going. Of course, the people inside will provide any weapons you need. Now give me the guns and grenades, I will hide them."

Pan Xiaoen hesitated for a moment, but finally took out the gun and grenade. Mu Enming also took out the pistol. The middle-aged man took it and put it under the floor.

He took the materials to the table and sat down.

"These are two files. They contain detailed information about the roles you will play, including your habits and the people you have known.

Remember, you only have one day to memorize it, tomorrow evening at five o'clock. You have to memorize it by heart, okay? Any questions?"

Pan Xiaoen weighed the information in his hand and nodded.