Chapter 734: Tell the Japs' Fighters Not to Attack
Okamura Ningchi had already reported the good news that Chu Xi was killed in the explosion to the base camp.
The headquarters specifically reported this to the leader and praised him and Takeda Tomohito.
If Chu Xi really didn't die, then he would have committed the crime of deceiving the emperor.
Okamura Ningchi was awakened by Ono Chizhong and shouted:
"Intelligence officer! Pass the message down. This is fake news. Chu Xi was already killed by the Imperial plane. No one is allowed to spread the news that he is not dead."
"Hello!"
The Japanese intelligence officer obeyed the order tactfully.
Okamura Ningchi waved at him and Ishii Shiro.
The intelligence officer and Shiro Ishii left the office.
Okamura Ningchi said bitterly: "Ono-kun! To eliminate future troubles, call the Yingzhu Agency, which has the most powerful espionage force in China, and ask them to send someone to get rid of Chu Xi."
Ono Shigenaka smiled bitterly and said, "Commander! Doihara Kan'er is the deputy director of the Yingzhu Agency. He doesn't get along with you and will definitely ignore your request."
Okamura Ningchi sneered and said, "Yamashita Chuxiong is the head of the Yingzhu Agency. He hates Doihara Xian'er and will definitely agree."
Ono no Chichu nodded and said, "Commander! I will send a telegram immediately."
Okamura Ningchi clenched his fists and said viciously: "Chu Xi must die!"
Chongqing, Chu Mansion.
Xiang Chu was crawling on the carpet in the living room with his son and daughter on his back, and he was very happy.
Ning Caiwei received the message from Yu Xiaowan and said with a smile:
"Brother Chu! Yu Xiaowan called and said that Okamura Ningchi asked the Yingzhu Agency to help him get rid of Chu Xi in Chongqing."
"Is there such a thing?"
Kong Ling and Song Xi said in unison.
Kong Ling took the telegram paper and said with a smile: "Dad! It seems that your whereabouts in Chongqing have been discovered by the Japanese spies."
Xiang Chu said as he crawled: "Japanese spies are just speculations at best. I have never taken off my mask in front of outsiders."
Song Xi asked in confusion: "This Okamura Ningchi is not Doihara Xianer, so why would he hire someone to assassinate you?"
Xiang Chu smiled bitterly and said, "Last time, Kong Ling and I were bombed by his planes at the Yuelu Mountain Command Post. He must have reported to the Japanese leader that we were dead. Now that he learned that we were not dead, he was worried about committing the crime of deceiving the emperor, so he continued to assassinate."
Kong Ling said thoughtfully: "It seems that Okamura Ningchi suppressed the news that you are not dead yet."
Ning Caiwei suggested: "Brother Chu! For safety reasons, it is better to tell Okamura Ningchi that Chu Xi is dead."
Xiang Chu nodded and said, "Okay!"
Kong Chuxi called out in a baby voice: "Second Mother! My father is not dead."
Ning Chuxi also shouted loudly: "My father is not dead, run! Go!"
"These two kids! They can't be fooled anymore."
Ning Caiwei, Kong Ling, and Song Xi couldn't help but laugh until tears came out.
This happy family day will soon be over.
The country is in danger and we have a mission to fulfill. Romance is just a luxury.
Two days later, Xiang Chu dressed in disguise, carrying his luggage and radio, boarded Flight 1 to Hong Kong.
He was alone, sitting at the back, not conspicuous at all. Who would have thought that he was once the Duke of Chu who commanded thousands of troops.
The pilot of this plane was Han Fei, and his face was full of worry.
There were more than 20 passengers on the plane, all dignitaries, some in pairs, and most of them had joy on their faces.
In particular, there was a fat young man in his 30s, wearing a white suit, with slicked-back hair and powdered face, who had an extraordinary style.
The co-pilot, who was in his early 30s, closed the cabin door and smiled reluctantly:
"Everyone, please take your seats. We are about to take off."
The young man in a white suit couldn't help but ask, "Hey! You don't look well."
The co-pilot smiled bitterly and said, "Thank you for your concern! I've been flying to Hong Kong too frequently and haven't had enough rest."
The young master shook his head and said, "This Chaohuaxizhi Airlines is really something. They really don't treat you as human beings. My name is Lin Zhilong. If you can't find a job, you can go to my uncle Lin's garrison. I will definitely let him make you a regiment commander."
The passengers immediately looked at him sideways, and there were also a few beautiful women, which made Lin Zhilong even more complacent.
The co-pilot shook his head and said, "No! Chaohuaxizhi Airlines is very kind to our employees. Mr. Lin appreciates your kindness."
Lin Zhilong said angrily: "Why are you so sad? I paid to take your plane, not to see your face."
The co-pilot sat in silence, took the co-pilot seat, and began to assist Han Fei in taking off and leaving Baishiyi Airport.
The plane took off and left the airport heading southwest. Due to the bad weather and the constant rising and falling altitude, the flight seemed a bit bumpy, which made people feel very uncomfortable.
Lin Zhilong shouted, "What kind of lousy plane are you two flying? It's about to fall apart."
A passenger also shouted: "Can you drive more steadily? Don't drive so recklessly?"
The co-pilot picked up the megaphone and responded, "Everyone! Apart from our Chaohuaxizhi Airlines, there are no other planes flying this route at home or abroad.
We fly like this to avoid the Japanese fighter planes as much as possible. It would be troublesome if we were attacked by them."
The vast majority of passengers immediately stopped talking and explained clearly the precautions given before boarding the plane.
Lin Zhilong insisted, "Why did you fly this route without getting through with other airlines? After a while, I will also open a direct route to the temporary capital, and it will definitely be better than yours."
Next to him was a beautiful woman who asked admiringly, "Mr. Lin! Can you open an air route?"
Lin Zhilong said proudly: "Of course! Miss! May I ask your name?"
The pretty girl smiled and said, "My surname is Shen, and my given name is Xia. You can just call me Ah Xiang."
Xiang Chu was secretly shocked: "Shen Xia! Using the alias Ah Xiang, she is a secret agent under Ying Zuo Zhen Zhao. She successfully seduced Lao Wang and obtained the defense map of Ma Dang Fortress.
This woman dares to reveal her real name and alias, and dares to enter and leave the secondary capital freely, seemingly fearless of nothing. "
While Xiang Chu was thinking, the plane suddenly and rapidly lowered its altitude and flew towards the mountains below, causing the passengers to scream and shout.
Xiang Chu hurriedly and quietly took out the radio and turned it on to preheat it.
At this time, the co-pilot shouted through the loudspeaker: "Everyone sit down! The Japanese fighter planes are coming to harass our plane."
Everyone exclaimed: "It's over! We are finished."
Lin Zhilong roared loudly: "You guys are such a bunch of good-for-nothings, I wouldn't have taken your plane if I had known."
Shen Xia consoled him, "Mr. Lin! Don't get angry. It was Miss Song and Chu Gong who sent Chen to the airline. They are extremely capable."
Lin Zhilong sneered and said, "The combined abilities of the two of them are not as good as my uncle's little finger. Besides, Mr. Chu has been killed by the Japanese plane. What's so great about that? Humph!"
Shen Xia asked in shock: "Mr. Lin! Is Mr. Chu really dead?"
"died!"
Lin Zhilong nodded heavily.
Shen Xia shook her head and said, "That's not right! I heard from the Military Control Bureau that Mr. Chu had a debate with Zhang Dayan a few days ago and talked Zhang Dayan to death. To be honest, Mr. Chu is my idol, Shen Xia."
When Lin Zhilong heard that she admired Mr. Chu, he said very unhappily: "Inside information said that a professor played Mr. Chu. I am going to pursue Miss Song and make Chaofa Xizhi my company."
The co-pilot announced in tears: "Dear passengers! Four Japanese fighter planes are flying towards us and have issued an attack warning. We are doomed."
When the passengers heard that the deadline was approaching, they began to shout and scream hysterically.
"Tick!—tick!—tick!"
At the very back of the cabin, the sound of a telegram was heard.
Lin Zhilong turned around, pointed at Xiang Chu and cried out, "Quick! Send a message to my uncle and tell the Japanese fighter planes not to attack."