"What is this place?" Zheng Weilong asked.

"Qingmei Tea Club." Lu Xingge said, "There is a room on the second floor of the tea club. You can observe the door of Yang Fuyuan's private house. From here, the tea club is more than a hundred steps away from Yang Fuyuan's private house. I am still sure."

"What I want is not sure." Zheng Weilong said sternly, "I will hit it with one blow! This is also the order of the Seizure!"

"Yes, I promise to shoot Yang Fuyuan, the traitor, in the head!" Lu Xingge saluted and said with a serious expression.

"Very good!" Zheng Weilong smiled and nodded slightly, "What he wants is this momentum!"

Cheng Qianfan and Qiao Chuntao walked side by side on the road, and the snowflakes seemed to be smaller.

Cheng Qianfan turned his head and looked at the private room in the cafe they were staying just now.

He observed the situation around him again and whispered to Qiao Chuntao: "Taozi, tell me, if our target is at the window and we want to shoot this person, where should the gun be installed?"

Although he didn't understand why the team leader suddenly asked this, Qiao Chuntao quickly glanced around him, and in the snow, he looked to the direction to his right.

He whispered, "There is a church there. I have observed that there is a utility room on the second floor of the church. No one would go there. There is a shooting angle there. The only problem is that the distance is a little far away, and the gunman who needs to perform the mission has excellent shooting skills."

Cheng Qianfan glanced casually and saw that there was a Jewish church there.

Qiao Chuntao's views are similar to what he sees. Cheng Qianfan has two shooting alternatives in his mind, and he is more inclined to choose a church here.

He raised his eyebrows and said, "What about the evacuation plan? There are quite a few people near the church. How can you escape without attracting the attention of people around you? It's not easy."

Qiao Chuntao was silent for a moment, bent down and grabbed a handful of snow, holding it in his palm. The snow gradually melted by the heat in his palm, and water dripped.

Then he replied, "Team leader, others can't do it, I can."

Cheng Qianfan was slightly stunned. He looked at Qiao Chuntao for a while and laughed loudly, but he refused to comment on Qiao Chuntao's reply.

"Can't get closer." Qiao Chuntao whispered, "The Japanese soldiers set up a wooden sign there, and the Chinese crossed that line and they would shoot and drive away."

Cheng Qianfan looked over and saw that about thirty steps away, a sign was erected on the ground. Under the cover of snowflakes, he could only vaguely see the word "Zhi".

"It was the 'Chinese people crossed the line and died'!" Qiao Chuntao said coldly.

Cheng Qianfan didn't say anything, biting the teeth of the cigarette mouth and exerted force. He glanced at the wooden sign with a cold expression. He made a horrible sound in his mouth: Dogs and miscellaneous!

Cheng Qianfan spitted off the cigarette butt in his mouth, stepped on it, and bent down to pick it up.

This cigarette just now was not something that was seen in the market, but was the French cigarette he casually used from Pete today. This rare cigarette has a certain direction and must be careful.

Qiao Chuntao has found a temporary place to settle in advance near Huade Road.

"The owner of this house went to visit relatives." Qiao Chuntao said.

"Have you found out clearly?" Cheng Qianfan glanced at him and asked. If the owner suddenly came back and blocked them in the house, it would be a bad thing.

"I've found out clearly, the owner of the house can't come back." Qiao Chuntao said, "They went to Nanjing to visit relatives before."

Cheng Qianfan's face turned gloomy and he stopped asking questions.

Under the leadership of Qiao Chuntao, I visited the courtyard.

This is a courtyard with a large area, with two entrances and two entrances. In addition to the main hall, wing room, guest room, kitchen and utility room, there is also an ancestral hall in the backyard.

This should be the ancestral hall of this family. The ancestral hall is lined with tablets of ancestors, because some days no one has cleaned it, and there is a layer of floating dust on the tablets.

Cheng Qianfan stepped back respectfully and bowed to the tablet.

Don't blame me for disturbing today.

Wait until the Japanese pirates are eliminated in the future and come to worship again.

Qiao Chuntao stood there without coming to worship. When he left, he dragged back two steps, turned around and looked at the ancestral hall, looked at the neat tablets, bowed deeply, and then turned around and left.

...

Cheng Qianfan and Qiao Chuntao placed maps on the Eight Immortals table in the main hall, and the two were studying the action plan to attack the Japanese military horse farm.

It was mainly because Qiao Chuntao was talking and Cheng Qianfan was listening, and he spoke from time to time to point out the shortcomings of a certain idea.

Qiao Chuntao knew that this was the team leader who was studying and taught him.

His expression was very serious. Even if the idea proposed was repeatedly pointed out by Cheng Qianfan and rejected it, he did not look impatient at all, but his whole body looked even colder.

"Why don't you retreat here?" Cheng Qianfan pointed to the map.

"Tilanqiao Prison is a place where heavy troops are deployed in the public concession. When we evacuate here, we may be attacked by both sides by the British and Japanese." Qiao Chuntao said.

"Not bad." Cheng Qianfan nodded, "I'm very happy that you can think of this."

"However, you have ignored one thing. The British and Americans are also extremely vigilant about the Japanese." Cheng Qianfan continued.

"Team leader, what do you mean is that the Tilanqiao Prison will not stop us from retreating?" Qiao Chuntao glanced at Cheng Qianfan, "I wish my subordinates bluntly said that the team leader's idea is very naive. Foreigners are all bad species and they are unreliable."

"Taozi." Cheng Qianfan looked at Qiao Chuntao and sighed, "Your ancestors have accumulated virtue. When you come to my subordinates to do things, you are the only temper and mouth..."

Qiao Chuntao seemed to have a difficult 'pleasant' smile on his cold face, "The team leader can accommodate me."

Cheng Qianfan picked up the pencil and drew a Z-shaped route on the map.

"Do you understand?" he asked.

Qiao Chuntao stared at the map and frowned and thought.

Cheng Qianfan painted this route very cleverly.

The team evacuated towards Tilanqiao, but it did not approach Tilanqiao Prison too much.

Spend!

Qiao Chuntao thought of this word.

This distance is enough to cause Tilanqiao Prison to face a great enemy, but it is not exciting for them to launch an attack.

Then a slash shifted around Tilanqiao Prison.

This is equivalent to teasing Tilanqiao Prison for a moment, but it doesn't really take action.

Then, we moved forward safely and passed through the defense area of ​​Tilanqiao Prison, and then passed through a bridge, and then arrived at the established evacuation site.

"Is the batch of Japanese equipment I got last year still there?" Cheng Qianfan asked.

"At." Qiao Chuntao nodded. This was part of the Japanese equipment that Haozi secretly intercepted during the rush to transport supplies at the Shanghai Station of the Secret Service.

At the same time, his eyes lit up and he captured Cheng Qianfan's thoughts.

"Notify brothers that everyone is wearing Japanese uniforms for this operation." Cheng Qianfan said in a deep voice, "A thunder strike was taken at the beginning of the Japanese military horse farm."

"Don't be stingy with ammunition."

"With the maximum firepower, everything is to cause death and injury to the Japanese army."

"Retreat after the fight, follow this route." Cheng Qianfan said coldly, with a smile on his lips, "Get out of here, and when he is about to leave the scope of Tilanqiao Prison, give the prison two shells."

Qiao Chuntao picked up the pencil and gestured on the map.

At the speed of both sides, the Japanese army should have chased almost to the vicinity of Tilanqiao Prison at this time. The special intelligence team suddenly launched a feint attack on Tilanqiao Prison.

They were wearing Japanese military uniforms again.

If your vision is blocked at night, if you don’t do it well, it will cause the British in Tilanqiao Prison to misjudgment. If the British and Japanese fight, that’s fine.

"What a plan." Qiao Chuntao licked his lips, and his eyes were shining. This was an excitement, but it was so cold.

It was at this moment.

"Bangbangbang." The door was knocked.

"Who?" Qiao Chuntao asked with a dagger in his hand.

"I, Li Maolin, the old Li family next door."

Jiang Muzi outside the door said a secret code. Qiao Chuntao opened the door and Jiang Muzi flashed in.

"Team leader." Jiang Muzi saluted Cheng Qianfan.

"How are you now, brothers? Maybe morale is used?" Cheng Qianfan asked with a greeting.

"I have been hiding in the suburbs and countryside for a long time, and my brothers can't go out casually, so I'm so tired." Jiang Muzi said, "I've lost Shanghai and Nanjing. Everyone knows that morale will inevitably be affected. However, they are all good men who are willing to fight with the Japanese. As long as they fight a war, they will be sure of their spirits."

"Okay!" Cheng Qianfan nodded happily.

"Qiao Chuntao, Jiang Dashan obeyed the order." Cheng Qianfan said in a deep voice with a solemn face.

"I'm here!"

"Subordinate is here."

The two said in unison.

...

French Concession, East District.

He Guan was walking quickly in the wind and snow with a briefcase in his hand.

Near the entrance of the alley, he took a look at the tiger stove in Amai's house.

The tiger stove is a small shop that sells hot water. Because the stove with boiling water looks a bit like a tiger, it is called "Tiger stove".
To be continued...