"Lao Pu, the reception work of the special commissioner and radio operator is very important. You must be responsible for it yourself and must not make any mistakes." Lao Peng said seriously after smoking a cigarette.

As the first person in charge of Wei, underground Dangshan City, Lao Peng is not involved in specific business, and has special personnel in charge of each work. For example, the intelligence work is in charge of deputy secretary Ji Lao Pu.

Lao Pu, a native of Lincheng, Guizhou Province, was a veteran of joining the party in the 1920s. He had performed secret missions in the southwest region for a long time and had extremely rich experience in the enemy.

During the southwest period, he was an intelligence instructor in the Investigation Department of the Political Security Bureau. His students were all over the country and were one of the top intelligence experts in the mountain city of Weine.

Hearing Lao Peng's instructions, Lao Pu nodded disregardly: "I understand. The spies of the Fructus Party are currently staring at the Japanese. Cough cough, there will be no problems with the commissioner and the radio operator, Cough cough."

This casual attitude made Lao Peng frown, but thinking of the other party's qualifications and injuries on his body, he had to suppress his anger and remind him again.

"Old Pu, we cannot place the safety of the organization on the enemy's carelessness. The special commissioner who came to Shancheng this time is shouldering important tasks, so don't be careless."

"Okay, okay, Lao Peng, I know the seriousness of the matter, don't be angry, cough cough." Seeing that he got angry, Lao Pu finally corrected his attitude and coughed more and more frequently.

Seeing him like this, Old Peng cut off the cigarette butt and cared about: "Is your health okay?"

"It's okay. The old injuries left when I was arrested were not treated in time these years, and I became sick in winter." Lao Pu chuckled, as if he was resentful in his words.

Lao Peng's eyes swept across the other person's face, and a trace of bad premonition suddenly arose in his heart. After a moment of silence, he asked two questions.

"Did anyone ask you about this? What arrangements have you made in Linjiangmen?"

Upon hearing this, Lao Pu took out his pocket watch from his arms and glanced at it, took a strong breath to suppress his cough, and replied unhappily.

"I know the secret work discipline of the Party. If you want to do not sue your parents or your wife or your children, I will not disclose the content of the task to anyone. Lao Peng, you must believe me.

Just as we were talking, the investigators had already established a surveillance point in Linjiangmen to confirm and eliminate risks in advance until the special commissioner arrived safely, and guards would escort them to their residence.

I found a small building in the city, next door is the residence of Deputy Director Yang of the Ministry of Interior. This person has a deep relationship with the Goryeo intelligence and the police system, so it would be safe for the special envoy to live there."

After saying that, he looked at Lao Peng and asked something inadvertently, which made Lao Peng become alert in an instant, and his ominous premonition became stronger and stronger.

"Shujian, is the special commissioner coming to Shancheng this time to raise supplies? If so, should we inform the secret radio station and find an opportunity to take over the next work, so as to carry out the next work. What do you think?"

Listening to Lao Pu's words, Lao Peng's heart sank, but on the surface he pretended to be angry and slapped the table and gave a stern answer.

"The superiors did not say the purpose of the special commissioner coming to Shancheng, but they had long warned us not to take the initiative to contact the secret radio station. Don't say such words in the future. Isn't the lessons from that year still profound enough, Lao Pu!"

He deliberately emphasized his tone in the last two words, reminding the other party to abide by discipline, recalling Lao Pu's past experiences in his mind, and for a moment he had a lot of thoughts.

Many years ago, Lao Pu's intelligence website was destroyed by the Fructus Party, and the cause of the incident was that a comrade's wife mentioned outside that strangers often came to visit her home.

The Fruit Party Returning Group, who received the news, was very jealous, and followed this line to bring a devastating blow to the local organization. Dozens of comrades were arrested, and Lao Pu who went to the joints also fell into the hands of the enemy.

But under severe torture, Lao Pu did not reveal any secrets of the party, and even developed the prison guards into his own people, and successfully launched a violent campaign to lead the unsubmitted comrades to escape from the prison. The experience was a miracle.

So after receiving the news that a traitor appeared in Shancheng Wei, even though Lao Pu met the investigation requirements, Lao Peng did not suspect the other party, but just released a false information on routine.

But now it seems that Lao Pu not only has problems, but also has big problems. An old intelligence shouldn't have asked the question just now.

Lao Peng couldn't help but ask himself, if the other party was really a traitor, then when did it start and why did he betray his always-off faith.

In silence, Lao Pu spoke aside: "Shu Jian, of course I remember what happened back then. It was an unforgettable memory and a precious experience.

In the enemy's cell, I completed the self-transformation of an underground party member, from an ignorant young man to a firm believer.

The scars left by the enemy on me are my medals of merit. Lao Peng, please rest assured that I will definitely receive the special commissioner and radio operator safely.”

Lao Peng nodded slightly, chatted for a few more words and sent Lao Pu out of "Zhicheng Company". After watching the other party get on a slide rod, he turned back to the business.

As soon as he walked into the house, he revealed that he was a clerk but actually a traffic officer in Shancheng City, so he handed a note to write.

"Manager Peng, the 'caravan' sent back the message. According to your order, Deputy Manager Pu did not notify this matter."

The caravan is the radio code for the Shancheng Wei stationed in the city. Because the location needs to be changed frequently, the contact with the Shiwei is completed by the traffic officer.

Lao Peng walked into his office with the documents and deciphered the contents of the seemingly ordinary documents. When he saw the translated content, he sighed heavily, and his back looked a little bleak.

The thing that was most worried about happened, and their fellow travelers were missing...

A few hours later.

It was still in the Liuyichun Teahouse that Dai Chunfeng and the mysterious man met again. The two sat in the private room last time, lowered their voices and exchanged information.

"The person surnamed Peng did not show any abnormalities. I just asked me about the special commissioner again. Director Dai, has your person arrived at the location? Cough cough ~"

Not long ago, Lao Pu, who had been saying that he would give everything to the party, would personally pour a cup of tea for Dai Chunfeng and cough more and more frequently.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Looking at the droplets in the air, Dai Chunfeng picked up the cup and hesitated and put it back, glanced at the mole with a squint eyes, feeling very happy.

He thought to himself, Xu Enzeng, Xu Enzeng, you tried your best to get into the top leaders of the underground party, and I just took a little action and took the second person in charge of Shancheng Wei. The struggle between one place and the other place can be completely over.

The proud old Dai squeezed the teacup tightly and looked at the humble old Pu: "Don't worry, I set up a net of heaven and earth in Linjiangmen, and the counterattack special envoy could not escape Dai's Wuzhishan."

Dai Chunfeng held the right hand hard, as if he had held the Northwest Special Forces in the palm of his hand, showing full confidence.

When Lao Pu heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly took out a small note from his pocket and put it in front of him and said respectfully.

"Director Dai, this is the place where I sent the Linjiangmen personnel to the place and disguised identity, as well as the residence of the special gangsters who arrived in the Shancheng. Please check it out."

There was a word in later generations called "returners' fanaticism", which refers to the fact that new people who joined the religion are more fanatical and pious than old believers.

The same is true in the struggle of faith. Traitors always want to capture their original companions more than the Gorge spies, because they urgently need the trust of their enemies and hope that more people will betray their lives to gain a sense of psychological security.

Dai Chunfeng did not understand the fanaticism of converts, but he understood the psychology of these traitors very well. He immediately praised Lao Pu and gave him three items, namely banknotes, keys and bottles without labels.

He pushed all the things to Lao Pu: "Mr. Pu, the Party and the country will never be stingy with rewards for those who abandon darkness and turn to light. This is the funding for this month, please click a little.

The bottle is filled with medicine. It was transported from the United States a few days ago. They cannot cure your illness, but they can make you feel more comfortable. Please accept it.

The treatment of the lieutenant intelligence officer I gave you last time will never change. The Military Control Commission will protect the glory and wealth of your family for three generations, and Dai guarantees the guarantee with his own reputation.

In addition, Miss Li came to Shancheng, please keep the key to her residence. When the matter is over, you will get together and express your feelings to each other."

When it comes to Miss Li, Lao Dai’s smile on his face is very ambiguous. In the past, this kind of smile is often seen on Xu Enzeng’s face.

Lao Pu looked at the banknotes, keys and medicines, and the only regret left disappeared completely. He was immersed in the big cake painted by Dai Chunfeng and couldn't extricate himself. He quickly stood up to express his opinion.

"I am willing to serve the Party and the country!"

"Okay! But if an accident happens, I hope you will act according to...the plan, and what I promise you... will definitely do."

Dai Chunfeng smiled and then approached Lao Pu and said something intermittently. His voice was very small. After saying that, he put on a felt velvet hat and walked out of the private room and left the teahouse.

Lao Pu stayed in the private room for another half an hour before returning home sneakily. His wife didn't know that her husband had become a shameful traitor, so she silently took the briefcase for him.

It is also a requirement of the organization for their husband and wife to live together, because single men or single women live alone is too conspicuous, and one man and one woman will be safer, such as the two shadow agency spies in Linjiangmen.

For safety, sometimes superiors will arrange two unfamiliar members to lurk in the enemy-occupied or national-controlled areas in the name of husband and wife, and this kind of place is "living in the agency".

Looking at his wife who was old and had not given birth to children for him, Lao Pu frowned in disgust, and then thought of the understanding Miss Li, who felt warm and wanted to meet the other person immediately.

Once this thought arises, it will never linger. After hesitating for a few seconds, Lao Pu used the excuse of having something to be busy, so he said perfunctory to his wife and turned around and left.

However, as an experienced intelligence officer, Lao Pu still maintained basic vigilance. Before heading to Miss Li's residence, he wandered around the city for a long time and finally knocked on the gate of a small courtyard.

"Oh, Lao Pu, why are you here?"

"Let me in now and don't be seen."

Lao Pu squeezed into the yard with a clang, closed the door, grabbed Miss Li, who was so evil in the demonic spirit, and walked into the room.

In a house on the mountainside in the distance, a small spy from the Military Intelligence Bureau shadow agency put down his telescope and winked at his companions.

"The director guessed it right. This guy can't wait for a day. Miss Li is probably going to work hard tonight. What a pity, such a beautiful woman is cheaper."

The little spy said it was full of envy and jealousy, and it seemed that he wanted to replace it. This was normal. Intelligence personnel were also humans, and they also had joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.

The companion ignored the other party, echoed a few times and walked out of the surveillance point, carefully checking the situation around the yard where the target was located, with the focus on checking whether there were suspicious people.

As he walked past a timber shop, the left gaze in the store flashed, and the person's appearance slowly overlapped with the photos in a certain file.

Lao Dai, Lao Dai, how many secrets do you know? Even the headquarters staff don’t believe it anymore, and they only dare to start the training class.
Chapter completed!