My years of espionage

Chapter 1922 Branch Meeting

Chapter 1922 Branch Meeting

"Where is Cao Yu?" Li Cuiqun asked Jing Kui.

“I just ran into him. He went to the cafeteria, got some snacks to go with his drinks, and then carried a bottle of wine back to his dorm,” Jing Kui said.

“I even asked him why he was so stingy, why he didn’t go out and find a place to have a good drink,” he said to Li Cuiqun.

"What did he say to you?" Li Cuiqun asked with interest.

“He said we should be careful since so many people were killed today,” Jing Kui said.

Upon hearing this, Li Cuiqun smiled, shook her head noncommittally, and said nothing more.

……

Cao Yu pinched a piece of pig's head meat with his hand and put it in his mouth. Then he picked up the wine bottle, took a sip directly from the bottle, and let out a satisfied sigh.

The radio in the dormitory was on, broadcasting the official broadcasts of the Nanjing puppet regime.

"The Japanese allies' army was invincible on the Malay Peninsula. The British colonists and their reactionary puppet troops fled in terror. The local people sang and danced to welcome the arrival of the Japanese imperial army..."

With a click, Cao Yu turned off the radio and took a swig of his drink.

Then, after hesitating for a moment, he turned on the radio again and continued listening. He even hummed a little tune and ate and drank to his heart's content.

Just then, a thunderclap suddenly sounded in the sky.

Cao Yu was stunned for a moment. At first, he thought there was an explosion somewhere, and then he realized that it was thunder.

"The Lunar New Year is still a few days away, and it's already thundering?" Cao Yu muttered. "It's not a good omen."

"That's right, it must be those rebels in Chongqing who ruined the feng shui," Dong Zhengguo said as he walked in, putting away his umbrella.

He glanced at it. "What's the point of drinking alone?"

As he spoke, he held up the net bag in his hand, which contained an aluminum lunchbox and a bottle of strong liquor. "I asked your sister-in-law to prepare a few dishes. Let's drink slowly, you and me."

"Daqu liquor, huh?" Cao Yu clicked his tongue. "I'm afraid I can't hold my liquor."

"Your dorm is so comfortable that people can just fall asleep as soon as they get drunk. Isn't that wonderful?" Dong Zhengguo laughed.

“Then…” Cao Yu smiled, “Drink!”

……

"It's not even the New Year yet, and there's already thunder," Old Huang said. "It's not a good omen."

"A thunderclap in winter," Cheng Qianfan said. "This is the battle horn sounded by the oppressed and enslaved Chinese people before dawn!"

"Well said," Lu Dazhang clapped his hands and said, "Absolutely right."

He turned to Zhao Shuli, who had come with him, and said, "What do you think?"

“Even if Comrade ‘Fire Sprout’ were to work as a political worker, he would undoubtedly be an outstanding political cadre,” Zhao Shuli said, plopping down in his seat.

"It's too cold, have some hot water to warm up." Old Huang got up and poured hot water for the two of them.

……

"After this battle, the Shanghai branch of the Military Intelligence Bureau can be said to have been completely destroyed by the enemy. Even if Chongqing orders the reconstruction of the Shanghai branch, that will be a matter for the future," Cheng Qianfan said. "In other words, the enemy has achieved a phased victory in completely destroying the Shanghai branch of the Military Intelligence Bureau. For a considerable period of time to come, they can focus on dealing with other targets."

“That mainly involved Xiao Mian’s Military Intelligence Bureau’s Shanghai Special Operations Division, and my underground party organization,” Lu Dazhang said.

“Yes.” Cheng Qianfan nodded. “It is conceivable that the enemy’s arrogance will be unprecedented, and the situation will continue to deteriorate.”

He said with a serious expression, "Comrades, we must be prepared to face an unprecedentedly difficult situation."

“I agree,” Old Huang said. “With the Japanese advancing rapidly in Southeast Asia, both the Japanese and the traitors are very excited. At the same time, this will inevitably affect the anti-Japanese fighting spirit of some people.”

"There's nothing we can do about it; it's the result of the enemy's temporary arrogance," Lu Dazhang said. "The War of Resistance Against Japan is a long one. This is the most critical moment for the Chinese nation. Our resistance is destined to be cruel and tortuous, with both victories and defeats. However, as our teacher said in 'On Protracted War,' as long as we persist in the War of Resistance, victory will surely belong to the great Chinese people."

"Well said." Cheng Qianfan nodded approvingly.

Comrade 'Flying Fish' truly lived up to his reputation as the ace intelligence agent of the Special Branch during its time; his logical thinking and public speaking abilities were both outstanding.

……

"Comrade 'Abacus' is rather quiet today," Old Huang said, glancing at Zhao Shuli.

In the past, Zhao Shuli was always passionate during Party branch meetings, but today he was rather silent.

"Today, on the 76th, a group of anti-Japanese patriots were killed," Zhao Shuli said. "Li Cuiqun signed the warrant, and Cao Yu led the men to carry it out."

Everyone's expression darkened.

Cheng Qianfan put down his water glass, a wave of sadness washing over him, followed by a sigh.

"Six were from the Military Intelligence Bureau, eight were from underground Communist Party members, and nine others remained undetected until their heroic sacrifice," Zhao Shuli said.

As he spoke, he glanced at Cheng Qianfan and said, "Zhao Qi, the head of the intelligence department of the Military Intelligence Bureau in Shanghai, had been subjected to electric torture twice before, and it is said that he went insane. He was also killed this time."

"Before I came here, I received an urgent meeting signal from Comrade Yi Jun," Zhao Shuli said. "Comrade Yi Jun confirmed the enemy's massacre with me, and he gave me a task."

"What mission?" Cheng Qianfan asked.

"We need to confirm the names, hometowns, and identification characteristics of the victims," ​​Zhao Shuli said. "The organization wants to find out and confirm this. We can't have comrades who have sacrificed their lives and we still don't know or can't confirm them."

"Furthermore, I proposed to Comrade Yi Jun that necessary action be taken against Cao Yu, the executioner who murdered our comrades and other anti-Japanese martyrs," Zhao Shuli suddenly said.

"What did Comrade Yi Jun say?" Cheng Qianfan picked up his water glass, took a sip, and asked casually.

"Comrade Yi Jun said that the organization had previously received requests from comrades to eliminate the traitor and spy Cao Yu," Zhao Shuli said. "The organization will carefully and seriously consider the comrades' requests."

As he spoke, he looked at Cheng Qianfan and said, "Many of those killed this time were members of the Military Intelligence Bureau. Can that Boss Dai really swallow this insult?"

“Based on my understanding of Chongqing,” Cheng Qianfan pondered, “Cao Yu’s identity and misdeeds do indeed fit the characteristics of a target for sanctions.”

After a moment's thought, he couldn't help but smile bitterly to himself.

From Chongqing's perspective, Cao Yu, the mid-level head of the 76th Special Agent Unit and the executioner of the anti-Japanese patriots, was indeed the best target to punish and deter the enemy.

……

"A very unusual, or rather, unprecedented, situation has occurred in this massacre of our anti-Japanese patriots by the enemy," Zhao Shuli said thoughtfully. "The Jessfield Road side suddenly issued an official letter suspending the executions and sent Zhao Buqing to the execution ground to stop them. Unfortunately, he didn't arrive in time. By the time Zhao Buqing arrived, Cao Yu's side had already completed the massacre..."

After listening to what Zhao Shuli said.

Cheng Qianfan's heart skipped a beat. He felt not only regret that these people had not been able to survive and avoid being killed by the enemy, but also a sudden shock. He immediately knew how much torment his 'Second Cousin' would be enduring after such an event.

"You mean the enemy suddenly issued an official letter suspending the executions?" Old Huang asked Zhao Shuli with a grave expression, "Sending someone to the execution ground to plead for leniency... this..."

He flicked his cigarette ash. "This is unusual."

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