August 7th.

The weather is sunny, the temperature is 27 degrees, accompanied by breezes of two to three levels, and the visibility is good.

At around 8 a.m., two British Austin Ten cars drove out from Zhongshan Gate of Jinling and rushed to Shanghai. The roof was covered with a small British rice flag, which looked extremely conspicuous on the road.

Inside the car, Bai Longdu was very happy to look at the green scenery outside the window. Even if he didn't have a salary of 6,000 US dollars, traveling in such an environment is not a happy thing. Of course, it's best to have money.

While relaxing, he looked at Vicente, who looked vigilant beside him and pointed at his head: "My military officer, don't be so nervous. Believe me, no one dares to attack the great British Empire.

Otherwise, the Imperial Navy in the Yangtze River will make the attackers understand what fear is. You should have a good rest. When we arrive in Shanghai, we must go to the Japanese nightclub in Hongkou for fun.

I have to admit that those little guys have amazing talents in this regard. Compared with them, the best gentlemen's club in London is as boring as the Germans. There is a rare opportunity. You have to learn to enjoy it."

As he said that, Bai Longdu took out a cigar from the storage box in the car and lit it. He rolled down the window. The blue-white smoke floated out of the car through the gap and flew into the air from everyone's sight.

at the same time,

Shanghai and offshore.

On the Japanese Ryugao aircraft carrier, several elite naval aviation pilots wearing leather hats and goggles sat upright in the combat room, listening attentively to a center left doing a mission briefing before the operation.

"The goal will be to set out..., and the route and ground reference photos will be sent to you later. These materials are not allowed to be taken out of this room. I can only give you five minutes to remember them.

The specific content of the mission is to use two fighter jets as a group, and three groups launch an air strike together. The first group is responsible for the first round of attacks, the second group is responsible for solving the fish that missed the net, and the third group is responsible for sweeping the tail.

We must completely and quickly eliminate the target and its followers without leaving any survivors. The code name of the action is - Ying Huo. After success, we will send a secret power to the predetermined frequency immediately. At that time, fighter planes will come to cover the retreat."

After speaking in a gentle and refined manner, the man looked at the pilots, raised a bottle of glass and shook it gently. The transparent potion inside shone with a strange light under the dim light. The man said expressionlessly.

"I need to remind you that you will temporarily retire from active service, and the paint on the plane will also be erased. If shot down by the enemy, the Empire will not recognize this operation, let alone recognize your identities.

In order to complete the great cause of His Majesty the Heavenly Locust and the Empire, I hope that everyone will drink this bottle of potion at the last moment of their lives without hesitation. As heroes, your relatives in the country will receive the best care."

"Hayi!"

"The dark card is on board!"

The shrill roar was passed back and forth in the narrow and dark warship corridor. The gun-carrying sailor standing at the door swallowed when he heard the conversation inside the house, quickly raised his chest and pretended that he had heard nothing.

At this time, not only this combat room, but also the entire Japanese army in Shanghai started to move. In particular, the Marine Corps' devils began to strengthen the headquarters' defenses on Kitagawa Provincial Road and set up machine guns and even infantry artillery.

The third fleet on the Huangpu River drew its anchor and left the original dock, removed the cannon suit and aimed the hideous gun mouth towards the north of the gate, and patrolled the river at high speed to prevent being hit by the large-caliber artillery of the Guo Army.

Their sudden actions shocked the intelligence personnel of the Secret Service lurking in Shanghai and immediately used various hidden channels to report to Jinling. For a time, the communication volume between Jinling and Shanghai increased dramatically.

"Deputy Director, the Japanese are moved!"

At 9 o'clock in the morning, Guqi hurried into Zuozhong's office, holding a few telegrams and looking excited: "Just as you expected, the other party did have any abnormal movements. It seems that the Japanese spy is hiding in the research group of the Prosecutor and Translation Institute.

Because only the members of the research team knew the fake news we released two days ago. I suggest that we arrest and control these people immediately. With indirect evidence, no one can speak out about our actions."

Looking at the excited Guqi, Zuo Chong put down the document in his hand and took the message and read it. His eyes were slightly condensed, and he sighed that the Japanese were such a big move. He was going to do it directly after he was about to blow someone up.

After pondering for a while, he looked up and asked, "The target has already set out. Are there any suspicious people on the city gate and the road? Especially those who have had intersections with the people in the research group. This is worth noting.

Given the suspicion of the Japanese, a false information alone would not cause such a big blow. There must be someone responsible for monitoring the convoy. From the perspective of efficiency and confidentiality, the Japanese spies in the Procuratorate and Translator Institute are the most suitable candidates.

Grasping this line is equivalent to finding the tail of the Japanese spy. We can control the impact of the matter to the minimum range. The Shanghai war is near, so it is better not to delay the work of the prosecutor and interpreter office.”

"Deputy Director Gao Jian."

Gu Qi flattered at this and shook his head helplessly: "There are many people and vehicles on Zhongshan Gate and the road to Shanghai, and there are many cities nearby. The brothers cannot find out the details of everyone.

The members of the research group have performed very normally these days, including Chen Shi, Huo Xingyao, Zhao Kehua, Feng Jianfei, Yu Jingzhi, and Zhang Yun, who have never walked out of the door all day long and have basically never had contact with outsiders.

The people they had previously contacted were all under our surveillance, but they did not find any intersection with the convoy. Unlike in the past, this time the Japanese were very cautious and left almost no clues for investigation."

"Yeah, the devil is one foot taller than the other."

Zuo Chong raised his hand and knocked on the table. This is certain. Intelligence operations are a process of mutual competition and understanding. Since the secret service has become more and more professional, it is impossible for the Japanese to remain in place.

After thinking about it, he suddenly asked: "You just said that they had basically never contacted outsiders, that means that there are still people who have communicated with the outside world and talk about the situation. We cannot let go of any possibility now."

"Yes, Huo Xingyao, who is related to the Chen family, bought some snacks on the way back to the dormitory. According to investigation, the stall owner has been fleeing from Sucheng to Jinling for seven or eight years. He usually has good performance and has never had any contact with Japanese and traitors."

"There is also the deputy team leader Feng Jianfei, the last one left the password inspection and interpretation center. Before leaving, he chatted with the guards at the door for a while. The other party was a soldier from the former 87th Division. He was arranged to be here after retirement due to injury in the Battle of Songhu last time."

"The last person who had external contact was Zhang Yun. After get off work, he went to the library and picked and rented a lot of books. Our people confirmed that he paid the money and left directly, and didn't say a word during this period."

"I have asked someone to check that the camper who collected money and the library owners were from Jinling. The past experience was clear, and family and friends had formal jobs. There was no sign that they had participated in an intelligence organization."

He blurted out when he heard the inquiry. He had long been familiar with these materials. It was because he knew the members of the research group and the people he had contacted and knew that it was difficult to find any clues based on existing clues that he suggested arresting people.

Zuo Chong frowned after hearing this. These Japanese devils were indeed very cunning. With the help of the special nature of the prosecutor and interpretation institute, he knew that the Japanese spies were among a few people, but he could not determine who the last suspect was.

There are only two ways now, either allow the Japanese spies to continue stealing intelligence and investigate slowly. The advantage of doing so is that it will not affect deciphering, and the disadvantage is that there may be more important information leakage in the future.

Either arrest all the people, torture and interrogation, even the strongest person will show abnormalities when facing long-term torture. The only problem is that without these people, the deciphering of Japanese telegrams will inevitably be interrupted.

The overall situation,

Japanese spy...

This is a dilemma.

While thinking constantly, Chen Shi suddenly flashed through Zuo Chong's mind. When he contacted the password verification and interpretation institute to decipher the underground party's telegram before, a trace of inspiration emerged. Can they... this happen?

Realizing that the circumstance was about to break out, he immediately whispered a few words from Guqi. Everything was arranged and then went to the window to look at the blue sky, looked down at the watch, and a smile appeared on his face.

Time passes slowly,

It's around ten o'clock in the morning.

The convoy carrying Bailongdu and others drove into a highway without trees. Looking at the extremely open plain and the mounds in the distance, Vicente's right eyelid began to thrive.

This terrain is really too dangerous. It is simply a natural ambush position. It does not require too many troops. As long as someone sets up a few machine guns on the mound, they will not leave here alive today.

"John, speed up!"

He said to the driver without hesitation that as an old soldier, sometimes he had to believe in some mysterious intuition. Anyway, if you are wrong, it is nothing more than a waste of gasoline, which is not worth mentioning compared to everyone's lives.

The car is almost two or three kilometers away from the nearest doulin. They will be safe as long as they enter. According to the map, the remaining distance is spread across towns and villages, and it will be very safe until Shanghai.

The problem is that the road is disrepaired and the road surface is bumpy. Even if the driver asked John to step on the accelerator to the bottom, the speed is still very low. Vicente frowned and stared at the distance, and he looked extremely anxious.

Bai Longdu, who was resting with his eyes closed, was shaken for a while and quickly held the seat and shouted: "Gentlemen, this is not Jinling or Shanghai. If you drive like this, this damn car should fall apart."

"Mr. Ambassador~"

“Buzz buzz…”

Vicente was about to explain to Bai Longdu why he did this, but as soon as he was about to speak, he heard a faint sound of engines coming from the air and approaching the convoy, which made his face pale.

There are no Chinese airports nearby, and no military camps exist. Why do aircraft appear? Flying in dangerous low-altitude attitudes, there is no other possibility except for attacks.

He stuck his head out of the car window and looked at the near-small black dots in despair. Soon, six single-winged planes dived down from the clouds, and flew quickly towards the convoy in groups.

The current airspace of the Republic of China only has aircraft from China and Japan, while the Republic of China air force is mostly biplane aircraft, so Vicente effortlessly recognized this as the Type 96 carrier-based fighter jet that the Japanese had just entered service.

This is an all-metal monoplane with excellent performance. According to the data reported to the embassy by MIIS II, it can even be called world-class. God knows how these gangs of killing dwarfs did it.

"Air strike! Accelerate!"

Vicente roared and immediately protected Bai Longdu under his body. It wasn't that he cared about the other party much, but they were now grasshoppers on the same vine. If the other party died, he would be finished.

He has more or less participated in those sold passports, flower beds and fountains that are rebuilt eight times a year, and contraband mixed in diplomatic parcels. If he wants to retire with a decent amount, he must keep the other party.

Besides, the drivers in front are almost crying. They have indeed received strict riddle training, but the training does not include being chased by fully armed fighter jets, so how can cars run past the plane?

In a few minutes, everyone present will be sieve and become a member of the statistics of the victims of the British Empire's diplomatic system. Nothing else can be obtained, and the two people behind must be kept.

Only when these two people are alive can their families get the pension they deserve. Otherwise, under the calculations of those bureaucrats, they might have to pay some money to the empire. This kind of thing has happened.

Looking at the plane getting closer and closer in the rearview mirror and a small pond on the roadside ahead, the driver gritted his teeth and shouted, "Mr. Ambassador, Colonel! You find an opportunity to jump off the car, and I and others will cover you to leave."

"No, no, I won't jump!"

Hearing that he was about to jump out of a car that was several dozen kilometers per hour, Bai Longdu shook his head in fear, trembling all over, and grabbed the door handle tightly. Vicente was so angry that he wanted to kill this timid fat man on the spot.

When is this time? You may die if you jump out of the car, and you may die if you don’t jump out of the car. What should you do? Even if you fall to death, it is better than becoming a pile of minced meat. At least you can return to your hometown in a complete way.

"Da da da da da da..."

In the blink of an eye, the fighter plane flew to a distance and began to shoot wildly. The gunshots scared nearby vehicles and pedestrians running around. The already unfast car speed dropped a few points, and the machine gun was about to hit the car.

The driver was not free to take care of the white dragon. After briefly communicating with Vicente, he stared at the rearview mirror and turned the steering wheel more than ten meters away from the pond. The car drifted horizontally and brought a burst of dust.

The two Japanese pilots responsible for the first wave of attacks suddenly lost their sight and couldn't help but curse, so they had to widen their eyes and search for movement on the ground to prevent the target from getting off the car and escaping on foot.

But they didn't know that at the moment when the dust rose, Vicente tried his best to open the car door and hugged Bai Longdu, jumped into the pond smoothly with his huge inertia, and immediately dived into the deep bottom of the pond.

Success!

Seeing this, the driver of the embassy breathed a sigh of relief. The next second, he rushed to the direction again to restore the out-of-control body to the smooth, and stepped on the accelerator pedal and drove towards the woods, making his last attempt to save his life.

I thought the target vehicle below just lost control, and one of the Japanese pilots laughed fiercely and increased the throttle and rushed downwards, and his fingers gradually placed on the shooting button of the onboard 7.7mm machine gun.

A few seconds later, Vicente at the bottom of the water heard a rumbling sound passing over his head, and then a golden shell smashed into the pond and slowly drifted into the mud in front of him, and the pond water became even more turbid.
Chapter completed!