Cicada Moving Chapter 795

Chapter 795 Barbecue

For the hostages, the most terrifying thing is to see the appearance of the kidnapper, which means that the other party has no intention of letting them go alive, and now Zuo Zhong is the kidnapper who took off his mask.

The Japanese spies disguised as soldiers did not realize the seriousness of the problem, but the faces of the fake officers became ugly. Now that the Chinese have revealed their true identities, they may be doomed this time.

His heart was filled with regret. Of course the Secret Service had heard of it, and the name Zuo Zhong had also been heard of for a long time. If he knew that this guy was Zuo Zhong, he would kill him even if they both died.

“Sir Zhang, are these people...?”

“At your disposal.”

“Thank you, sir.”

Over there, Zuo Zhong obtained Officer Zhang's consent and came to the fake officer's side without changing his smile. He knelt down and patted the dust on his clothes, and asked with interest.

“Why, do you really regret not killing me? It's a pity. You almost became a hero of the Japanese Empire, but regret is useless. There is no regret medicine in this world.

And if I'm not wrong, only you among you have received professional intelligence training, and the others may not even be fluent in Chinese, otherwise they wouldn't have remained silent when checking me. "

The fake officer's brows twitched imperceptibly, then turned his head and remained silent. He couldn't help but suspect that his exposure was probably because of something wrong with those laymen.

Zuo Zhong was keenly aware of the other party's subtle reaction. He knew that what he had just said was right, but he did not say anything. He stood up and put his hands in his pockets, condescendingly giving an ultimatum.

“So there is no point in concealing it. If you don't tell it yourself, can you guarantee that no one else will tell it? Ordinary people cannot last long in the face of torture. You and I know this very well.

Everyone, don't waste time. Tell us your identity, mission, and password on how to know. As long as you cooperate, I can spare your life and even give you a sum of money to leave Shanghai. "

Zuo Zhong stated his conditions. As for whether he would fulfill his promise after the matter was completed, that was impossible. Even if he agreed, the people of the Ninth Army and Chief Zhang would not allow it.

The headquarters of the Ninth Army was bombed by the Japanese. The Ninth Army was worried that they would not have a chance to take revenge. How could they let the enemies come to their door? This was related to the stability of the military's morale and was not something he could decide.

As a result, the fake officer remained silent after hearing this. He closed his eyes and made a neck-like gesture.

The Japanese spy next to him also closed his mouth tightly and looked at the people present with hatred, as if he was determined to fight to the end.

There are people who are determined not to give up until they reach the Yellow River. In the end, they cannot keep the so-called secret and suffer in vain. Why bother?

Zuo Zhong shook his head regretfully and asked Chief Zhang to borrow a few soldiers from the special agent company and a piece of ground to prepare for an emergency interrogation.

They now don't know how and when the Japanese spies communicate with their superiors. The Japanese troops active in the Guojun defense area may escape at any time. They must seize the time to let these Japanese soldiers explain the problem.

Hearing his request, Commander Zhang waved his hand and agreed. At the same time, he emphasized that it didn't matter if he couldn't ask, just kill him. He had already transferred a battalion of elites back to take charge of security.

The big shot is the big shot. The deployment of hundreds of troops is decided just like this. It's not like Dai Chunfeng's petty attitude. If conditions didn't allow it, he would really want to be a teacher.

well? wrong.

After this cooperation, I am fully qualified to call Mr. Zhang "Old Chief" in the future. No one can make a mistake in saying this. Is it wrong to respect the chief?

I heard that Chief Chen from the Department of Civil Engineering is not far away. Would you like to...

Zuo Zhong, who had opened up his mind, bowed respectfully and took the prisoners and temporary men to the boiler room of the bathroom. Not long after, the guards around him heard blood-curdling screams.

Chief Zhang did not even blink at this. Compared with the bloodshed on the battlefield, torture was nothing more than child's play, but listening to the Japanese shouting to direct the battle was quite different.

In the boiler room.

Several spies were tied to the boiler by a circle of iron chains. Behind them was the increasingly hot furnace body. Two shirtless soldiers from the secret service company used shovels to shovel coal into the furnace. The temperature in the room rose rapidly. .

Finding that they were about to be burned on a sizzling iron plate, the Japs disguised as soldiers howled first and tried their best to break free from the chains. Only the fake officers gritted their teeth and remained silent.

After observing for a while, Zuo Zhong had a cigarette in his mouth. He tilted his head and put the cigarette **** on the boiler to bake for a while. When he found that it was not lit, he immediately turned around and shouted with a dissatisfied look on his face.

“Keep adding, the temperature is not enough.”

"yes!"

The soldiers only followed orders and continued to add coal to the boiler. At the end of August, it was the hottest time in Shanghai. The heat was steaming in the small boiler room, and everyone was sweating like rain.

Zuo Zhong put the cigarette on the boiler again, and this time the cigarette was lit smoothly. He showed a satisfied expression and glanced sideways at the Japanese spies who were struggling, like prawns jumping on the iron plate. .

In this case, it is very important to tie people up. If they are tied too tightly, the Japanese will be burned to death directly, which will lose the purpose of torture. If they are tied too loose, they will not be able to cause enough pain to the Japanese.

It must be tied neither too tight nor too loose, so that the Japanese can use all their strength to temporarily leave the hot boiler surface, but if they relax, they will stick to it again, so they have to tighten their nerves all the time.

What's even more interesting is that the length of the iron chain is fixed. If someone leaves the boiler, someone must get closer. Eventually, the iron chain will become hot, and they will no longer be able to escape.

Death is not scary, but approaching death step by step is scary. Repeating this cycle will not only completely destroy the opponent's will to resist, but also make the devil bite the dog.

“Press the road! (Don't)”

"let me go."

“Baga, don't move anymore.”

The spies may cry for mercy, or threaten their associates in a stern voice. The ugliest side of human nature is undoubtedly revealed. After all, no one wants to die as long as they have a chance to live.

Soon, the young spy who had pointed his gun at Zuo Zhong shouted loudly in blunt Chinese: "I am from the Marine Special Forces, and my task is to cooperate with the intelligence personnel of the Military Command Department.

Since the beginning of the war, we have pretended to be the Military Law Office and entered your defense area. By asking lone soldiers and officers, we have obtained a lot of information, such as the location of the Ninth Army.

As for your army's passwords and intelligence, someone needs to secretly collect them at a fixed time. It's not clear where exactly they go, but they don't go out for long each time, and they should be in the Chinese border.

After speaking, he turned his head and looked at the fake officer: "Sir, please tell me. You are responsible for these tasks. We all have families to support, so we cannot die here."

　What does it mean to kill someone and kill one's heart?

This is called killing people and killing the heart.

These little miscellaneous fish really have hope of survival as long as they cooperate with the work of the Secret Service. The problem is that intelligence officers are different. They cannot escape easily before squeezing out all the value of the intelligence.

By doing this, the soldier sold the fake officer. Sure enough, his words alerted the other spies, and they immediately rushed to report their names, ranks and affiliations, for fear of offending the Chinese.

Objectively speaking, these brainwashed Japanese soldiers are not afraid of death, otherwise they would not risk their lives to sneak into the Chinese border. But just because they are not afraid of death, it does not mean that they can watch themselves become roasted meat.

In short, according to their explanation, they were all Marine Corps soldiers. Because they had served in Shanghai for a long time and knew some Chinese, they were sent out to serve as spies this time.

The missions carried out were piecemeal, including posting wrong road signs to mislead the Guo army to attack, intercepting and killing the messengers carrying secret documents on the way, and taking the opportunity to grab a lot of property.

“You! Ah!”

The fake officer was betrayed by his own people before he could react. In his anger, he forgot about the boiler behind him. He was immediately burned to the point of screaming, and a pungent burnt smell came out of his body.

A few soldiers ignored him at all and kept begging for mercy, promising to tell everything they knew. Seeing this, Zuo Zhong waved his hand and asked people to put them down first, leaving only the fake officer.

The other party was indeed a professional spy from the Naval Command Department. He endured the tremendous pain caused by the torture, and never spoke even though his back, calves and back of his head had become bloody.

Looking at this man's slightly contemptuous eyes, Zuo Zhong sighed. Some people just like to ask for trouble. He took out the bayonet from the waist of a soldier from the special agent company and walked over slowly.

He gently poked the tip of the bayonet on the fake officer's shoulder and scratched it down little by little. The wound quickly turned outwards under the high temperature, revealing the well-textured muscle layer, and the dripping blood fell on the hot iron. The chain made a sizzling sound.

“Now I ask and you answer, otherwise I will chop off your arm, do you understand?”

Zuo Zhong asked in a gentle tone. Seeing the opponent's facial muscles beating wildly, he put a little more strength on his hand, pressed the bayonet against the bone, and then asked three questions unhurriedly.

“1. Who is your contact person, what is the contact code, where is the contact place, and how to issue early warning.

Second, is the bombing related to you? Have you seen the ground guides? How can you find them?

Three, why do you know the internal password of the Ninth Army? Are there any of your people in the headquarters? "

Before coming, he had wondered how the Japanese would guide the bombing in such a heavily guarded place like the headquarters. Even if they used reflective equipment, wouldn't they be afraid of being discovered by the guards during the installation? At first he thought there was something wrong with Commander Zhang, but now it seemed that it was probably these Japanese spies disguised as the Korean Army who were covering the ground guidance personnel and evading the search.

At present, fighting is going on everywhere in the city, and the organization of many troops has been disrupted. There is me among you, and you among me. Identification depends entirely on passwords, which gives the Japanese an opportunity to take advantage of.

If the spy follows the order to stay at a certain location, and then uses the password to deceive the security forces, and sees that one of his own is there, the security forces will naturally not bother to check whether there is anyone in the surrounding buildings.

Another advantage of this is that the details of the operation do not need to be communicated to all operators, only an address is required.

Or only let the team leaders know to ensure that the information will not be easily leaked, just like the Japanese Marines who knew nothing.

Then the question arises. The passwords of various departments of the Ninth Group Army are changed every day. Only the officers and the top soldiers in charge of patrols know the content of the passwords. Why can the Japanese master it in real time?

This matter must be clarified, otherwise it will be useless no matter how smooth the front line is and the rear is unstable.

Having said that, the Ninth Army was able to fight such a battle under such destruction by Japanese spies, and it was worthy of the title of elite.

after an hour.

Zuo Zhong wiped the blood on his face, put down his rolled-up sleeves, looked at the target whose arm was shaved into bones, and frowned. He didn't expect that this matter would involve that person again.

He ordered the people to keep an eye on the prisoners. He came to Commander Zhang who was talking to the front line. After waiting for the other party to put down the phone, he stood up and reported the interrogation situation, and finally concluded.

“Sir, the Japanese spies have confessed. The Japanese army sent many people disguised as Korean soldiers to sneak into the Chinese border to obtain intelligence, cut off communication lines, destroy transportation lines, and attack important personnel.

They will go to the place appointed the day before at a fixed time every day to collect intelligence and orders. The person who came is a spy from the Japanese Navy Command Department, and it has already passed the appointed time.

Japanese intelligence systems like to use this method to determine the safety of personnel. Once they do not meet at the agreed time, the enemy will know that there is something wrong with this group of people, and the investigation will be of little value.

The way for the passwords to be leaked was also found. The password changing time of each unit was relatively fixed, so the Japanese captured the officers in a targeted manner and used coercion and inducement to obtain the passwords.

Hong Kong recommends changing the password to a random time. Naturally, the other party will no longer be able to exploit this loophole. However, if you want to completely cut off the enemy's cross-border reconnaissance, you need to strictly screen personnel.

I will compile some simple identification methods and submit them to you. It is not difficult to identify such common spies. With the addition of military law enforcement and military police patrols, the number of spies should be significantly reduced. "

Zuo Zhong had nothing to do if he missed the meeting time for the Japanese spy. In fact, the other party was preparing to collect intelligence before he was caught at the headquarters. Some things were beyond human control.

“Okay, let's do this as soon as possible.”

Chief Zhang took the document handed over by the adjutant and signed it. Suddenly he raised his head and asked, "What happened to my headquarters being bombed? Where are the ground guidance personnel?"

His expression was very serious. Four Japanese aerial bombs destroyed half of his staff, and the communications and security troops also suffered heavy losses. This matter must be investigated clearly.

"this…"

Zuo Zhong hesitated for a moment, and it was obvious that Chief Zhang's eyebrows were raised, so he had to smile bitterly and said: "I can only tell you that the special case office will follow up. Other matters are of great importance, so I cannot say more due to my humble position.

You give me some time, and when the time is right, I will definitely deliver the culprit to you personally. This is by no means a pretext. If I break my promise, I will leave it to you. "

"boom!"

Chief Zhang slammed the table and pointed at the unusually deserted headquarters with tears in his eyes: "Do you know how many of my subordinates have died? They died unjustly! If you don't tell me, I will ask Dai Chunfeng and the leader.

Your secret service is also wearing a military uniform. Are you just watching your colleagues die inexplicably? Don't forget, Zhang is now in charge of all military operations within the city and is considered your superior. You must answer this question. "

Zuo Zhong was silent for a while, then lowered his voice: "Sir, the spies from the Military Command Department really don't know where the leaders are, but they do know the true identities of those people.

There is a leader of the Cao Gang named Chang Yuqing, who has become the Japanese's lackey since 128. He just returned from the Northeast a few days ago, and it is this man's men who are guiding the Japanese bombers.

These traitors have received professional training and installed three equidistant reflective lenses on the roofs of three buildings one kilometer away from the headquarters. They can determine your position with a little calculation.

Not only that, the spies you handed over to low-level positions in Nanxiang are also the other party's subordinates. Please rest assured that the other party has been on the sanctions list of the Secret Service and will not survive long. "

“Beast!”

“Scum!”

Chief Zhang never expected that those senior staff counselors who had returned from the Army University and those who had studied abroad, those telecommunications talents who had studied for many years, would die in the hands of a gang of gangsters.

But despite being furious, he did not ask Zuo Zhong why he didn't get rid of Chang Yuqing earlier. Through these days of communication, he knew that the young deputy director was capable.

Since the target has been subject to a sanction order but has not been killed, there must be a reason. No matter how much pressure he applies, it will not help. A smart boss should know what to do at this time.

“Deputy Director Zuo, my brothers are all rough men and don't know how to detect and detect rapes, but they are all first-class experts in attacking difficult points. When you find that bastard, please remember to let us know.”

Chief Zhang said with a murderous tone, thinking that if Chang Yuqing fell into the hands of the military, he might not end up well. Professional soldiers may not be as professional as spies in torturing people, but they are definitely capable of controlling people in large quantities.

Dozens of big men take turns to torture 24 hours a day, just ask how many people can endure it. No tricks or techniques are needed. The simple pain alone can kill people to death.

"Yes, sir."

Zuo Chong readily agreed and exchanged a traitor for the friendship of a lieutenant general. This deal could be done. Moreover, the sanctions order had been delayed for so long. It was time to find Chang Yuqing out of the rat's nest.

Subsequently, he wrote down the screening technology and handed it over. He said goodbye to Chief Zhang and returned to the public concession to find a phone booth. After answering a call, the other party talked for a long time before hanging up.

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Suddenly there was a thunder, and heavy rain poured down. Zuo Zhong wiped the fingerprints on the phone with a handkerchief, put his coat on his head and ran back from the phone booth to the car and started the engine. The car quickly disappeared into the hazy streets.

After wandering around the street for a while, he parked the car in a secluded place by the river. He skillfully replaced it with a new license plate. After carefully looking at the surroundings, he threw the replaced license plate into the water. After doing this, Get in the car and leave once.

There are anywhere from one thousand to two thousand of this kind of semi-old and clean Ford sedan in the concession, and these are only the ones with license plates. There are more cars without license plates, so it is very difficult to trace them. Besides, he didn't use this disguise when buying the car.

After driving unsteadily for an hour, Zuo Zhong appeared at the checkpoint in the French Concession and handed over an Annan passport. Several French soldiers checked it and pushed him aside to let him go.

Compared with the public concession, the situation in the French Concession is not much better. Countless refugees sat on the steps in the rain, looking desperately at the well-dressed pedestrians, stretching out their hands to beg for alms.

Zuo Zhong slowed down the car, avoiding the children who rushed out from time to time, and followed the main road to an alley next to the patrol house. He parked the car, locked the door and walked in, then lost sight of him.

Yunkelai Hotel.

At the contact point of the Secret Service in Shanghai, He Yijun sat at the front desk, holding his chin with his left hand and looking at the rain falling continuously outside the door, and placed his right hand on an account book.

Suddenly, a man appeared in the rain. He was wearing a poncho and his face was hidden under the brim of his hat. He walked to the hotel corridor without saying a word and stamped his feet to shake off the mud on the soles of his shoes.

He Yijun slowly opened the account book, tightly holding a loaded Browning, his body still maintained its original lazy posture, and he seemed to be observing the other party calmly.

“Stay in a hotel.”

Zuo Zhong took off the hat of his raincoat, said something in his mouth, glanced at the counter, placed his hands on the counter and nodded rhythmically, indicating that he was safe behind him and there was no need to worry.

He Yijun raised his hand to cover the weapon with the account book, registered it with a normal expression, found a key and handed it over, and continued to look at the door quietly without saying a word.

Zuo Zhong said thank you, pretended to glance at the room diagram on the wall, walked towards the deepest part of the hotel, reached the door of the room, opened the door and walked in.

The room was dark with the curtains drawn, so he pulled out the light cord. Under the bright light, Song Minghao, Wu Jingzhong, Wu Chunyang and Gui Youguang stood up to say hello.

"Deputy Director."

“You are here.”

“We have been waiting for you for a long time.”

(End of this chapter)

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