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In a short period of time, evacuating a team of two or three thousand people is simple, but it is not that easy to do. Fortunately, they are all soldiers and people who were pulled back from the brink of death. With Dong Limao's decisive decision, in less than four hours, the temporary station of the spy company, except for the grass and bushes that were trampled into chaos, everything returned to its original calm. (_Book & Book & Bar)

Dong Limao first went to see Gou Hao. Zeng Zifan looked tired and had already performed the operation on Gou Hao.

"I have escaped from danger. Fortunately, my right chest did not hurt my heart. Instructor Gou is strong and should be able to wake up at night." Zeng Zifan was taking bullets from Pan Guangzu's thigh, but he told Dong Limao about Gou Hao's situation.

"How are the other brothers?" Dong Limao saw Gou Hao lying on a simple wooden bed with a thick layer of leaves. His face was pale, but his breathing was still even, and he relaxed his heart.

"The other wounded people are not seriously injured, and they will recover as they are in a few days." Zeng Zifan replied.

Pan Guangzu's injured thigh, Zeng Zifan gave him a numbness and his mind was still clear. Dong Limao asked with a smile: "Fatty, isn't it good to be shot?"

"It's okay, my flesh is thick. Look, the machine gun bullets can't be shot through." Pan Guangzu has always been optimistic. Even if he is about to die now, he will tell a few jokes.

"If you go up a little further, you may never be able to visit the kiln again." Zeng Zifan used pliers to hold a bloody bullet and showed it to Pan Guangzu: "This is not an ordinary machine gun bullet, it is a large-caliber heavy machine gun bullet. If it is shot in your place, you may not be able to see anything." Zeng Zifan threw the bullet clamped by the pliers into a tin tea tank and said.

"Are the medicines enough?" Dong Limao asked.

"The main thing is anti-inflammatory drugs. The ones I bought from Tengchong City are enough. When Captain Zheng and the others left, the military doctors asked me for some of them. There were many wounded people and needed a lot of anti-inflammatory drugs." Zeng Zifan had already begun to suture Pan Guangzu's wounds.

"Don't we have some medicines in the cave warehouse? I'll ask Xiao Beizi and others to send some over," Dong Limao said before walking out of the temporary medical room built by the branches: "We will transfer in two hours and be prepared as soon as possible."

Zeng Zifan raised his head and asked, "Why? We have wounded people, so we may be unable to move."

"I don't want to let my brothers suffer, but those who were unwilling to stay in the army just now would probably be caught by the Japanese devils. It is inevitable that someone would tell the devils about this place and leave as soon as possible." Dong Limao sighed. This was his most worrying thing. After a night of marching and fighting, the tired soldiers needed to rest, but they had to be in a safe environment. This place had been exposed and could not stay there.

Dong Limao asked Zhao Yong to pass the order to transfer, but he came to the small cave where he lived and saw Hu San still guarding the door and talking to the person inside.

"Little beard, you go and prepare too. Let's go in two hours." Dong Limao sent Hu San away, walked into the hole, picked up the kettle and drank water, then took out the can, poked it with the tip of a knife, and handed it to the lieutenant colonel who was taken here by Hu San.

"Are you the company commander of the Fifth Army's spy company Dong Jiacheng?" the man took the can and asked.

Dong Limao opened another can, took a bite and nodded and replied: "It's me."

"Why did you leave me alone?"

"Do you know why you attacked Longling City this time?" Dong Limao did not answer, but asked back.

The man smiled bitterly, but did not answer.

"Your real name is Zhang Wenmo. You are from the Military Control Commission. After you know you have been captured, you will order us to find you." Dong Limao was talking about an irrelevant thing, and said while eating: "You may have already known that the Military Control Commission's orders are to be alive and dead. What I want to know is why the Japanese did not torture you?" Dong Limao stared at Zhang Wenmo and asked.

Zhang Wenmo also stared at Dong Limao and replied: "Because they don't know my true identity."

"Is that so? The intelligence personnel of the Japanese devils are so stupid?" Dong Limao wanted to see the credibility of what he said in Zhang Wenmo's eyes. Since he saw that Zhang Wenmo had no trace of torture, he doubted in his heart whether he had been betrayed.

"They asked me, but they did not use any punishment, because there were too many captured officers, and maybe they couldn't ask me. They just asked me alone and asked me about my position and the number of the troops they served, and didn't ask much about other situations." Zhang Wenmo smiled bitterly: "Do you doubt me?"

"Shouldn't you doubt it?" Dong Limao scraped the saber in his hand against the can, making a harsh sound.

"So, are you going to kill me?" Zhang Wenmo glanced at the knife in Dong Limao's hand.

"Kill you... Why do you kill you?" Dong Limao asked with a mysterious smile on his face.

Zhang Wenmo glanced at the saber again, and admitted that he lost to the young man in front of him, and that his timidity in his heart was captured by the other party.

"I am indeed Zhang Wenmo, a member of the Military Control Commission. Before I could leave the city, I was blocked by the Japanese devils." Zhang Wenmo seemed to want to explain his innocence clearly.

"Where are the people with you?" Dong Limao asked: "You can't be blocked in the city alone, are you?"

"I followed the Sixty-Sixth Army to operate together, or it can be said that it was a secret spy installed by the Military Control Commission in the Sixty-Sixth Army. The people you rescued were basically from the Sixty-Sixth Army. Because of my special identity, many people did not know me. After being captured, some people who were detained in the county prison asked me which part I was from. My answer was from the Propaganda Section of the 200th Division of the Fifth Army, but the name was real, because Li Mo was indeed the head of the Propaganda Section of the 200th Division, and his military rank was also a lieutenant colonel. He was a classmate of mine before. Maybe after the Japanese devils asked me about my name, they also verified it through secret channels, so it did not attract their special attention to me." Zhang Wenmo replied.

Dong Limao judged the authenticity while listening. Judging from what he said, it was basically reasonable.

"So, no one of the people who were detained with you knew you?" Dong Limao was a little unbelievable on this issue.

"I came to the Sixty-Sixth Army at the end of April. I am the superficial position of the senior secretary of the military department. The people I come into contact with are basically the senior generals of the Sixty-Sixth Army, and I have never dealt with the people below." Zhang Wenmo explained.

"Then why didn't you evacuate with the Sixty-Sixth Army? Instead, you were blocked in Longling City by the Japanese army?" Dong Limao asked.

"It is to execute an order from the superior." Zhang Wenmo answered immediately.

"What order?" Dong Limao stopped scraping the canned knife.

"It seems that the orders of the Military Control Commission have nothing to do with Company Commander Dong." Zhang Wenmo put the can in his hand heavily on the ground.

"But your life and death are in my hands." Dong Limao smiled again and said calmly: "I can kill you now, because the order I received is that no matter your life or death, it cannot fall into the hands of the Japanese devils."

Zhang Wenmo was stunned for a moment and said with a wry smile: "This is the consistent trick of the military unification. In their hands, it is nothing more than me, but if I die, more people will die."

"So, can you still die?" Dong Limao said sneeringly.

"Not only can you not kill me, but you also have to let me go." Zhang Wenmo stood up, walked to the entrance of the cave, looked at the warrior who was packing things outside and preparing to evacuate, saying, "I must go back to Longling City again!"

"How do you know you can leave?" Dong Limao asked without standing up, instead eating his canned food.

Zhang Wenmo looked back at Dong Limao and asked, "Have you heard of No. 1, Mangshi?"

"Mangshi No. 1?" This time Dong Limao was stunned: "You mean that your secret mission is related to Mangshi No. 1?"

Zhang Wenmo sighed, walked back into the cave, and sat down in front of Dong Limao: "We organized underground in Yangon, Myanmar, and were destroyed by Japanese intelligence agencies. There is a suspicion that someone is betraying..."

"Wait a minute..." Dong Limao interrupted Zhang Wenmo: "You said that the underground organization in Yangon, Myanmar was betrayed, so why don't you go to Yangon, but go back to Longling?"

"Because the Japanese intelligence leader of the Myanmar War Zone, Yamada, was in Longling." Zhang Wenmo replied.

Dong Limao snorted: "Hmph... You have to make up the whole story, you are blind and foolish, treat me like a fool! When you stayed in Longling City, Yamada had not arrived yet. Did you know that Yamada would come to Longling before you knew that Yamada would come to Longling?"

Zhang Zimo also snorted and replied: "I really didn't know that Yamada would come to Longling in advance, and I didn't think about finding him. But I stayed in Longling City to meet with the head of an underground organization from Yangon, Myanmar, but he didn't appear on time. When I received a notice from the above that the underground organization in Yangon, Myanmar was destroyed by the Japanese intelligence department, I could no longer leave the city... After being captured, I saw Yamada, and he asked me personally..."

"Wait a minute..." Dong Limao interrupted Zhang Wenmo again: "The more you make up, the more outrageous you are. Have you ever met Yamada in the past? He recognized him when he saw him? Then why didn't he recognize you?"

"I have seen his photos in the past, and we have many photos of Japanese intelligence leaders." Zhang Wenmo replied.

Dong Limao thought to himself: This may be possible. A spy who engages in intelligence can make all the names of all the names. Not to mention a photo of Yamada, I'm afraid they even know Yamada's preferences.

"Do you continue to say that the purpose of returning to Longling City is to find Yamada?" Dong Limao continued.

"Not exactly, our main goal is to dig out No. 1, Mangshi! and find the rebellious person!" Zhang Wenmo replied.

"Then why are you looking for Yamada? He is not No. 1, Mangshi." Dong Limao began to feel that what Zhang Wenmo said was a bit credible.

"I said, Company Commander Dong, what do you want to do when you ask me about this?" Zhang Wenmo no longer followed Dong Limao's question.

"Do you really don't understand?" Dong Limao sneered again.

Zhang Wenmo shook his head: "I don't understand."

"I want to figure out whether you should die or live!" Dong Limao said word by word.
Chapter completed!