Espionage: I became sworn brothers with Zheng Yaoxian at the beginning, and became the Seventh Broth

Chapter 825 Things Have Get More Complicated

Time passed quickly, and night fell again.

When the group returned to their compartment after a busy day, they had already investigated the basic information about the train.

The first to give a report was Chi Tiecheng.

"Seventh Brother."

"Today, Li Beifa, Hua Heshang, Shan Leng, and I secretly observed each of the train carriages."

"The Japanese have assigned a total of thirty-eight people to this train!"

"It's exactly one small team."

"Their weaponry was also quite simple: twelve Type 14 pistols, eight Type 94 pistols, fourteen Type 38 rifles, and four Type 99 short rifles!"

"In addition, these Japanese soldiers were also carrying 24 Type 97 hand grenades!"

"The number of bullets is unknown, but by observing the number of Type 30 ammunition boxes they carry and the bulging of their Taro-style storage bags, this squad of Japanese soldiers should be carrying no less than five thousand rounds of ammunition!"

"Wow, that's luxurious!"

Chi Tiecheng's sentiments are not wrong.

Many people in later generations, when looking at the casualty ratio of the Battle of Shanghai, would lament that the National Revolutionary Army of that era was really terrible.

Our side suffered over 300,000 casualties, while the enemy only lost a little over 40,000. But who knows the sorrow of our troops at that time?

At the beginning of the Battle of Shanghai, the average Japanese soldier carried 300 rounds of ammunition.

What about our side? The German-equipped divisions, which are highly praised by netizens in later generations, had an average ammunition load of less than thirty rounds per person.

Other Central Army units, namely Chiang Kai-shek's direct troops, carried less than fifteen rounds of ammunition per person.

The Guangxi Army, Hunan Army, and Northeast Army each carried less than ten rounds of ammunition per person.

The Sichuan Army was even more pitiful.

A death flag fluttered in the wind as a million men marched out of Sichuan, each carrying less than three rounds of ammunition.

Many of them didn't even have firearms.

They left Sichuan carrying long spears and broadswords.

With such weaponry, our forefathers dared to engage in a head-on battle against the Japanese elite Class A division, whose accuracy was nearly perfect within 100 meters. Their courage was truly heroic and tragic.

It's no wonder that someone like Chi Tiecheng, a major in the Nationalist government and the head of a section in the Military Intelligence Bureau, would actually express such sentiments. Ye Shaohong felt utterly helpless about this.

He shook his head. He had already gained a certain understanding of the situation through Chi Tiecheng's investigation and the composition of the Japanese personnel on the train.

The Nambu Type 14 pistol, as one of the guns developed by the Japanese themselves, has always had a problem with jamming.

He was also disliked by many Japanese officers.

If nothing unexpected happens, these twelve Nambu Type 14 pistols should belong to the Japanese lieutenant-level officers in the private room.

Eight Type 94 pistols.

It should be the guns carried by those few Japanese colonels and two older Japanese soldiers in ordinary clothes.

The other weapons, the Type 38 rifle and the Type 99 pistol, were the standard firearms issued to the soldiers accompanying the vehicle.

After Chi Tiecheng finished his report, Ye Shaohong looked at Li Yunlong. The weapons carried by those Japanese soldiers were all publicly known.

If you manage to snatch it when you make a move, you can use it immediately, but that's not enough to really get Ye Shaohong's attention.

Ye Shaohong was still focused on the findings of Li Yunlong's investigation.

"Seventh Brother."

"After a day of investigation, I have also figured things out here."

"The Japanese are very tight on guard on this train. In addition to the people that Tie Cheng just investigated, the Japanese have also arranged no fewer than twenty disguised agents among the passengers!"

"They were all carrying firearms."

"Besides these twenty-odd disguised agents, there are also a dozen or so passengers on this train, who should have brought their firearms on board as well."

“Those people…” Li Yunlong suddenly stopped speaking.

He glanced at Su Wenqian subtly, seemingly seeking Ye Shaohong's opinion on whether to recount the subsequent events to Su Wenqian.

Ye Shaohong, of course, also saw through Li Yunlong's thoughts.

He didn't seem to mind.

After Ye Shaohong waved his hand, Li Yunlong finally finished speaking.

"Brother Seven!"

"I suspect that the dozen or so people who brought the guns onto the train were Communists..."

Knew it.

There were reasons why Li Yunlong hesitated and was wary.

Because Su Wenqian is a non-partisan.

Li Yunlong did indeed harbor some suspicion towards Su Wenqian, which is why he hesitated.

"The Red Party?"

Are you sure?

Ye Shaohong was also shocked. He really didn't expect that there would be Red Party members on this train.

Could it be the new fourth generation?

It is possible that in the present-day Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Jiangxi, and Anhui regions, this is the only remaining force of the Red Party.

"It's probably close to ten."

"Although they were spread out in three carriages and did not greet or talk to each other, I could still sense their presence."

"They are neither commoners nor professionally trained soldiers, yet they possess a fierce and valiant spirit."

“I’ve sensed that kind of temperament from the people arrested by the Party Affairs Investigation Section before!” Li Yunlong was quite sensible. He knew very well that Ye Shaohong had no ill will towards the Red Party and even had a hint of closeness to him. That’s why he didn’t say those contemptuous words from a peasant.

"interesting."

"That's really interesting."

"Of our group of seven, only Yunlong managed to bring the firearms onto the train thanks to his superb skills."

"But the Red Party members were different; a dozen of them actually brought their guns with them."

"What does this mean?"

"This means there might be an informant on this train!"

After a few soft laughs, Ye Shaohong didn't rush to ask Su Wenqian about his day's gains, but instead fell into a brief moment of contemplation.

He was considering whether to try making contact with the Red Party members. With their dozen or so men, their dozen or so weapons, and the possibility of an inside contact, it would obviously be a huge help in assassinating Nakajima Shigeko and the Japanese soldiers in the back of the train.

But can he really cooperate?

Although they are now on a united front, Ye Shaohong still knows the truth.

If he takes that step today and eventually makes contact with members of the Communist Party, he will inevitably become a troublesome figure he cannot shake off in the future.

Even with his background and status, he did have his reasons. After returning to the mountain city, he would have to give Dai Yunong an explanation.

Let's observe for now.

"Don't bother them or try to contact them. First, investigate why they got on the bus."

"Let's see if it aligns with our wishes!"

"As for whether we should contact them in the future and rely on their strength, we'll talk about that later!" Having made up his mind, Ye Shaohong immediately gave the order to Li Yunlong.

He was indeed unwilling to take emotional risks.

I don't want to bother the other person either.

Then, Ye Shaohong looked at Su Wenqian.

"Wenqian!"

How is the situation where you are?

"Have you found any items on this train that can be used to synthesize poison?"