Chapter 848 Who would choose such a place to hold a meeting?

Lu Xiong and Ning Qiang walked out of the door, but turned back together.

Ning Qiang cried and said, "Boss! We have been following you since you joined the Military Intelligence Department. We are really reluctant to let you go after such a long time."

Lu Xiong echoed, "Boss! I feel really reluctant to leave."

“There are close friends in the sea, and we are as close as our neighbors in the world!”

Xiang Chu recited, and walked forward to hug them both.

He specifically instructed: "Intelligence gathering is only one aspect. The other aspect is to carve out a niche for yourself. We can't be spies forever. Let's go! Take care."

"Understood! Take care of yourself."

Lu Xiong and Ning Qiang nodded heavily and walked away, looking back every few steps.

Xiang Chu sent them to the door and waved goodbye to them.

Yu Xiaowan stepped forward and took his hand, saying thoughtfully:

"Brother Chu! Are you willing to let your brothers go abroad?"

Xiang Chu nodded and said, "Of course! Letting them go abroad is to protect them. Even Manxue's mother knows my true identity, and there must be many other people as well."

Yu Xiaowan was very smart and whispered, "I know! You are worried that those people will use this as a threat to force you to do something that betrays the interests of the country and the nation. You should be prepared to retreat safely in advance."

Xiang Chu said tacitly: "Yes! Arrange a retreat for the people around you. This is the first step."

Yu Xiaowan smiled and said, "For example, if you put me in Hong Kong Island and bring Sister Wang back to Shanghai, this is also a way to use the opponent's strength to defeat the opponent, and to maneuver in a clever way to be invincible."

Xiang Chu took her into his arms and said with a smile, "Xiao Wan! It's not good for a woman to be too smart."

"The children born will be smart too."

Yu Xiaowan smiled and shed tears, deeply worried about Xiang Chu...

Southeast of Jiao County, Dagukou Village.

Tojo Yinquan led the fake Eighth Route Army company to the village entrance.

He was wearing a brand new Eighth Route Army uniform without even a patch on it.

He also wore a high-end watch, had a slicked-back hair and powdered face, and didn't even wear a military cap.

They ignored the puppet troops' behavior of stealing sweet potatoes, corn and peanuts along the way.

And he took the lead in eating while walking, feeling like going to the countryside to beg for money.

Except for the clothes he was wearing, he didn't look like an Eighth Route Army soldier at all.

Takahashi Taisho couldn't help himself and said bluntly, as if possessed by justice:

"Chief! Our team doesn't look like the Eighth Route Army at all, especially you."

How could the arrogant Tojo Yin Dog tolerate the accusations of his subordinates? He pulled out his pistol and pointed it at him, yelling:

"Baga! How dare you slander this general? I will kill you right now."

"No! Don't shoot."

Takahashi Daisho was so frightened that he screamed and turned his horse around to flee.

Tojo Yinquan didn't want to let him go, so he ordered a puppet soldier: "First Platoon Leader! Take your men into the village to distribute virus supplies and food immediately. This company commander will catch the deserter."

A platoon leader hurriedly said, "Captain! You have burned all our virus supplies. New virus supplies have not yet arrived, so we cannot distribute them."

"Idiot! Then 'Wu Guang' Dagukou Village!"

Tojo Yinquan roared loudly and rode his horse to chase after Takahashi Taisho.

"Hello!"

A platoon leader hurriedly took the order and led the puppet troops into Dagukou Village.

In Dagukou Village, Zang Dong led a team and had been waiting for a long time.

Zang Xiaomei and Tian Xiao'e were also in this brigade, responsible for medical care and radio services respectively.

Tian Xiao'e pointed at Gao Qiao Dazheng who was riding away on his horse and said, "Little sister! Isn't that person Zang Gao?"

Zang Xiaomei said anxiously: "Yes! He led the puppet army into the village and slipped away. The puppet army leader is chasing him. Is his life in danger?"

Tian Xiao'e said thoughtfully: "It shouldn't be. Brother Shan is right. They all hid among the Japanese. They are really heroes."

As she spoke, a blush appeared on her face.

Little Sister Zang teased, "Are you in love with Zang Shan?"

Tian Xiao'e said angrily, "How annoying! How can I have that?"

Zang Xiaomei reminded: "Comrade Tian Xiao'e! Revolutionary fighters are not allowed to talk about love."

Tian Xiao'e lifted her big face and laughed softly:

"Little sister! You are still making fun of me. Who made a pair of shoes for Zang Tu?"

Zang Xiaomei said in panic: "I made that for me and my brother."

Tian Xiaoe revealed: "The shoes you made are so big that your brother's feet are too small to wear them."

At this time, the fake Eighth Route Army soldiers entered the village in a pretentious manner.

These guys are not good people. They just come up and set the house on fire.

"beat!"

As soon as Zang Dong gave an order, there was a burst of gunfire.

Countless Eighth Route Army soldiers rushed out of the tunnel and surrounded the fake Eighth Route Army.

Most of these fake Eighth Route Army spies were from the Central Bureau of Investigation and the Military Bureau of Investigation. They immediately threw down their weapons, lay on the ground and shouted loudly: "Grandpa Eighth Route Army! We surrender!"

The Eighth Route Army soldiers rushed forward like the wind and disarmed this group of puppet troops.

In the distance, Tojo Yinquan and Takahashi Taisho heard the gunshots and hurriedly reined in their horses to stop.

Tojo Yinquan said in astonishment: "Taisho! Is there an ambush in that Chinese village?"

Gao Qiao Dazheng said with lingering fear: "Chief! Fortunately, I took you away in time, otherwise we would have become prisoners of the Eighth Route Army now."

Tojo Yinquan doubted everything and questioned: "Takahashi Taisho! You escaped early, did you leak our military intelligence to the Eighth Route Army?"

Takahashi Daizheng pointed at the ground and smiled bitterly: "Chief! Is there any need to leak our military intelligence? Look how much agricultural products we have eaten along the way."

Tojo Yinquan said bitterly: "They are all Doihara bastards. How can I implement the No Man's Land Plan by bringing such an undisciplined army to this general?"

Takahashi Taisho suggested: "Chief! Why don't you host the 'Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Talk' seminar and let Doihara Kan'er train the troops that will infiltrate the Eighth Route Army for you?"

Tojo Yinquan laughed loudly and said, "Yoshi! I will make the abominable Doihara Ken'er keep making wedding dresses for me."

No. 8 Huangtai Road, Qingdao.

At the foot of Damiao Mountain, ancient trees stand tall and the wind is cool.

Doihara Kenji brought Yamashita Yoshiaki into the eerie and terrifying orphanage.

The dean was an old woman, holding a cane with a sickle on it, and her eyes were vague as she looked at Doihara Kenji and Yamashita Yoshiaki.

Doihara Xianer asked with a smile: "Dean! How many children are there in your hospital?"

The dean said in a very hoarse voice, "Gone! They all died of illness and are buried in the backyard. Madam! I can take you there. Alas! What a group of pitiful children."

Doihara Kenji maintained his gentlemanly demeanor when entering the city, and said with a smile, "Okay! I will look around every corner here. Dean! Please lead the way."

"Okay! Please follow me."

The dean said with a smile, turned and walked up the corridor leading to the backyard.

She walked in front, and it seemed that her feet did not touch the ground, and there was not even a sound.

Moreover, her speed was so fast that it felt like she was floating.

Doihara Kenji and Yamashita Yoshiaki had to jog to catch up with her.

The corridor is covered with ancient vines and a large number of snake skins are hung on it.

If it were summer, this would definitely be a paradise for snakes.

Soon, the two followed the dean to the backyard.

There are crows flying around ancient trees, lush grass and graves everywhere.

Yamashita Yoshiaki took a breath of cold air and couldn't help but say:

"Who would choose such a place to hold a meeting?"