Zhao Hu returned to the hut and felt that nothing happened for the time being, so he took out the Japanese documents he had collected and studied them. With Director Lin by his side along the way, he had no time to look at these things.

This is only the information from the wing headquarters. There are also some materials from the brigade and regiment headquarters that are not in the bag, which contain the Japanese’s next offensive steps and the names and titles of the leaders of each division, including the equipment to support firepower, etc. Although it seems

It's not of much use, but for the Jin army, it can also better understand the opponent's strength.

The codebook is definitely invalid, but it can also be given to technicians and so on to find out the Japanese code sequence, which can be said to be more valuable than the map.

Of course, these maps are not bad. Every strategic point in Shanxi is clearly shown on the Japanese map. It can be said that it is more detailed than the one issued by the Jin army, and is more important to our army.

Of course Zhao Hu doesn't know how to send codes, and it would be useless if he knew it, but he understands Morse code, which is used internationally. The first lesson when becoming a mercenary is to be able to send this code. Sometimes it can be used to ask outsiders for help. It is very simple.

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Just as he was about to announce some news, the lights in the north suddenly turned on again. Zhao Hu put everything away, took out an explosive pack and a few grenades, and quickly laid out booby traps in the house. Then he turned on the lights and walked slowly.

Go to the railway.

The signal was correct. The train didn't slow down and just roared past. Well, there was something interesting.

Seeing the train passing by, Zhao Hu waited for a moment, then immediately turned off the signal light and caught up with the train in two or two steps. He grabbed the train with both hands and was already pressed against the stuffy car.

In front of him was a big lock, which locked the car door firmly. Zhao Hu took out the rope from the warehouse and tied himself to the long door bolt. When he stretched out his hand, a pair of long steel pliers appeared.

, twisted both hands hard, and the big lock broke with a sound.

I opened the compartment door and stepped in. It was so dark inside that I couldn't see what it was. I turned on the small flashlight and saw a row of neatly arranged ammunition boxes.

Good guy, after encountering a treasure, Zhao Hu didn't have time to open and check them one by one, so he directly received all the ammunition into the warehouse. Xiao Hu's scream suddenly came from inside: "Oh, where did so many shells come from?"

Zhao Hu went in and took a look, wasn't it? They were all artillery shells. There were large-caliber 150 grenades, which accounted for a small half, 75 artillery shells more, and a bunch of grenades. Inside, Zhao Hu actually found a few

Ten red-tipped 75-mm bombs and more than two hundred yellow grenades.

"Xiaohu, don't touch these shells. I have other uses."

"How to move? There are machines and materials, and there are so many shells. There is no place to stay."

As a last resort, Zhao Hu took out all the large-caliber grenades again, and this time scattered them directly in the carriage. He also brought a few explosive packets, lit the long fuses, and jumped out of the carriage. I believe that soon, Xiao

The devils have fun again.

After getting off the train, he ran back for a while and found an empty house on the side of the road. Zhao Hu ducked in, turned on the radio with his flashlight, and began to send clear messages. The message was very simple. They were all members of the Japanese army.

Background, names and characteristics, etc. In addition, the Japanese's next action plan was announced one by one, including which regiment was equipped with how many artillery pieces, what models each was, and who commanded the artillery, except for the 109th Division.

The main information of the 69th Regiment and even most of the information of the 20th Division were sent out. More importantly, he added his own personal information to the telegram.

At this time, after three months of bloody resistance, the Japanese army successfully landed at Hangzhou Bay, hitting Kaishen with a brick in the back of his head and forcing him to retreat. As for whether Nanjing could be defended, officials from all parties were quarreling.

The private letter sent by Zhao Hu was in the name of the Japanese army, publishing the outline of the second phase of the Japanese army's combat plan, pointing out who would lead each of the three armies, and stating that once Jinling was captured, all soldiers could massacre the city for seven days without killing them all.

Men, women, and children in Jinling will never put down their swords to undermine the determination of the entire China to resist the war!

Finally, he also issued a message in the name of the Japanese Army's Shanghai Condemn Force Headquarters that the Guoming Army's surnamed Tang was a coward, so that the Japanese did not have to worry. This guy had already hidden a ship somewhere and would definitely escape privately in the end. By then, Jinling

Coming soon!

As soon as he finished sending the telegram, Zhao Hu closed the radio station and left the hut without looking back. As for what kind of reaction it would cause, it was none of his business. Let the higher-ups decide what to do!

There is always a risk of falsehoods in intelligence. What he posted before was all true. The Kuomintang Army could come to a conclusion with just a little reconnaissance, and the last round of private goods was sent in the name of seizing secret documents of the 20th Division.

Yes, the person who received the information could not help but be cautious.

Zhao Hu didn't know whether Jinling and Shanghai would be bombed or not. He believed that any unit that received the telegram today would be bombed, and would be severely bombed. Although this kind of behavior that harms others and does not benefit self-interest will be condemned, he has no regrets.

, as long as more people can escape, it won't be a big deal if they are discovered and scolded in the future.

After running all the way and crossing the railway, it took less than ten minutes to reach the back of the hill. At this time, Director Lin was already waiting impatiently. It was estimated that if Zhao Hu didn't come back, she would go looking for him alone.

"Why didn't you come back until now? Have you set up that train? Have you taken out all these little pots?"

"Hey, I put a big bomb on the train. On the way back, I met a Jin Army staff officer. I told him what I knew. He said he would send a telegram to report to his superiors when he got back."

"Oh, it's okay to tell them and let them prepare early. After all, they are all Chinese, and they can fight with passion. Shall we leave now?"

"Okay, the rain will stop soon. Let's head east first, and then we will march south after the Japs in the south have withdrawn."

"Why not go north? I heard Commander Nie is in Wutai!"

Zhao Hu sighed: "The staff officer named Li told me that the Japs in the north are preparing to launch an Eighth Route Army siege. Now there are Japs everywhere in the north. We can't rush through at all. It is better to go south to the Eighth Route Army headquarters."

"That's okay, but do you know where the headquarters is?" Director Lin was still a little anxious, but Zhao Hu quickly reassured her: "To the south is the vast Taihang. No matter where we go, we will definitely meet me.

Soldiers, the most important thing is to walk a few more steps."

After Xiangyue Qingsi angrily scolded several of his subordinates, he settled down in Taiyuan. After all, if such a big thing happened to the army, if there was no leader to stay in the town, trouble would probably occur. For example, if there were so many cadres missing at once, the following would have to be taken care of.

When promoting obedient people, they must not offend other forces and appease the morale of the military. These are all things that senior officials must do. If the water ends are crooked, there will be even greater chaos.

When it got dark, I finally received good news. Lieutenant Colonel Yanagi, who was transferred from the Tokyo Police Department to the Military Police, sent back a telegram. He had trapped the two thieves and could only wait until the net was closed tomorrow. Then he could sleep with peace of mind.

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Chapter completed!