Age of Conquest Reborn

Chapter 392 Secret arrest of Zhang Mutao

Duke Zhou's burden is definitely not easy. The Northeastern Army has been blinded by the blood of vendetta. The grudges between the young faction and the elder faction have evolved from differences on whether to send troops to rescue the young marshal and the method to settle past grievances.

Personal vendetta, taking the opportunity to vent personal anger, completely disregarding the interests of righteousness and colleagues.

In this regard, Tang Qiuli felt inferior to Duke Zhou. The Northeastern Army had been hostile to the Central Army for a long time, and he happened to be the senior commander of the Central Army. If he tried to persuade him by himself, it would be tantamount to adding fuel to the fire and intensifying it.

contradiction.

The surrounding Northeastern Army troops showed no signs of marching to Xi'an. They should have adopted a wait-and-see attitude and had their own calculations in their minds. This relieved Tang Qiuli's pressure a lot. If 200,000 Northeastern Army troops gathered under Xi'an City, I am afraid that

All I have to do is run away!

Taking advantage of the situation in Xi'an, which was temporarily controlled by the Dingbian Mobile Corps, he had his own things to do, arranging a special operations detachment to secretly investigate the situation within the Northeastern Army and the true cause of the mutiny.

Soon, a man named Zhang Mutao surfaced. This man came to Xi'an during the peace negotiations of the Xi'an Incident. He was a high school classmate with Ying Detian, a young man from the Northeast Army, and he was a high school classmate with Liu, the commander of the 105th Division.

Duo Quan is from the same hometown, and it is said that the two of them are still related to each other.

After the Xi'an Incident was peacefully resolved, this person did not leave Xi'an. He was introduced by Liu Duoquan and joined the Northeast Army Staff Department as a staff member and served as a senior counselor.

After Zhang Xueliang was detained by Chairman Chiang Kai-shek in Nanjing, the internal conflicts in the Northeast Army suddenly intensified. The young faction and the veteran faction reached the level of incompatibility. However, Zhang Mutao maintained good relations with both parties, which in itself was a sign of incompatibility.

Not normal.

If he is out of public motives and intends to resolve the conflicts between the two parties and be a peacemaker, but he does not have enough weight, then there is only one explanation. He is trying to please both sides, and the intention of doing so is suspicious.

After listening to Qiuquan's situation report, Tang Qiuli vaguely figured out something in his heart. Now, the most important person is Zhang Mutao. There must be something about this guy. Tang Qiuli means that the gods don't know the ghosts.

I brought him here unconsciously, and as soon as the contents of my stomach came out, I understood everything.

Qiuquan understood this and quietly arranged all this. The temporary calm of all forces suppressed by the Dingbian Mobile Corps created good conditions for the special operations detachment to complete its mission.

In the northeast corner of Xi'an City, there is a courtyard. The door is usually closed, and there is a lock for entry and exit. It is separated from the surrounding neighbors by a long distance. It should be a single-family courtyard. This is where Zhang Mutao settled down in Xi'an.

At this time, the night was already very deep, the yard was quiet, no lights were on in each room, and the owner had already gone to bed. It was so late, and those who were not sleeping must be doing something!

Zhang Mutao is not qualified enough to ask the army to send him a sentry. Don't think that you can come and go freely in the yard. Behind the shadows of the houses on the east and west sides, there are two black figures. Watch carefully for any disturbance in the yard. These are two hidden sentries.

Just by looking at the formation, you can tell that the owner of the courtyard is unusual. The lights in the house are brightly lit, and all the windows are tightly blocked by quilts, and there is not a trace of light outside.

Zhang Mutao had just finished sending a telegram to his boss, lit a cigarette, and was thinking about something with a solemn expression. The smoke he puffed out made his face look hazy and obscure. The other three people in the room were all strong men with sinister faces.

With such ferocious energy, Zhang Mutao was looking at Zhang Mutao fuming in bewilderment, and the room became depressingly quiet.

Zhang Mutao was thinking about the situation in Xi'an. It was going smoothly at first, but suddenly Tang Qiuli came out and used thunderous means to control the situation in Xi'an. If this person is not eliminated, great things will be difficult to achieve and will eventually become a disaster.

He felt that things had changed and were very difficult, so he sent a telegram to his superior, "The situation in Xi'an is proceeding according to the original plan. The fuse has been lit within the Northeast Army and between it and the 17th Route Army. Ying Detian

Waiting for action to be taken, Wang Yizhe was killed."

"Unexpectedly, on the evening of February 3, the Central Army's troops, designated as the Dingbian Mobile Corps of the North China Division, with more than 30,000 troops, marched into Xi'an, quickly controlled the situation, and effectively isolated the three parties to the conflict."

"On the morning of February 4th, Tang Qiuli, vice chairman of the Military Commission of the National Government, arrived in Xi'an by special plane and held talks with Zhou Enlai, head of the Communist delegation. The two sides reached an agreement and jointly resolved the Xi'an mutiny. According to investigation, entering

The Central Army in Xi'an is a direct line force of the Tang Dynasty. I humbly believe that this matter has become more difficult due to the sudden arrival of Tang Qiuli, who has taken strong measures to suppress all parties. I would like to ask for instructions on the next course of action."

After sending the telegram, Zhang Mutao didn't feel much relieved. He was most anxious about not hearing the gunshots in Xi'an. This meant that there was no possibility of further contact between the parties to the conflict.

In the quiet yard, a small stone suddenly fell, and the "click" sound was particularly obvious. The two hidden whistles were from the lake, and they were very experienced. How could they fall for such a childish trick?

They were still hiding quietly in the shadows, but their muscles tightened, they held their breath, braced themselves, and were ready to take action at any time.

After a while, a figure landed in the yard as lightly as a civet cat. The two secret whistles were horrified and there was no sound. They didn't have time to think about it and swooped forward. Two pairs of big iron-like hands grasped the person tightly.

The black shadow held down.

The hand was soft and not like a human body, and he screamed that he had been fooled. He received a heavy blow on the back of his head, and his vision went dark. He fell to the ground. On the way, he stretched out his big hand, picked them up, and gently placed them on the ground.

On the ground, he was immediately tied up tightly and his mouth was stuffed with rags.

This was an action taken by the Third Division of the Special Operations Detachment to capture Zhang Mutao. The hidden sentry in the yard had long fallen into the eyes of the soldiers. This pediatric warning method was an introductory training subject for recruits of the Special Operations Detachment.

I made a dummy, put on clothes, and threw it into the yard. Sure enough, I lured two secret sentries out and eliminated the secret sentries. The yard was completely controlled by the third special operations team.

The door was suddenly opened, and in the brightly lit room, three big men stood up in shock. They reacted instantly, reached for their guns, and reacted with their astonishing speed. They were obviously veterans who had undergone rigorous training.

Several crossbow arrows were quietly nailed into their throats, and the arrows came out from the back of their necks. It was such a terrifying force, such an accurate and vicious technique. The improved special crossbow arrows were indeed astonishingly powerful.

The three big men fell to the ground, and their hands slowly slipped out of their arms. They still held the pistol tightly in their hands, but they never had the chance to pull the trigger. These three men had experienced countless big scenes.

He actually died in the ancient capital Xi'an.

Zhang Mutao was stunned by the situation before him. He opened his mouth wide and looked at the soldiers falling from the sky and the corpses of the three accomplices on the ground. Before his head could react, he was wielding swords, guns, punches and kicks, which was not his skill.

The third special operations team quickly cleaned up the scene and wiped away the blood on the ground. Except for the code book and several pieces of valuable intelligence that were taken away, everything in the room remained as it was. Then, they quickly evacuated and took away Zhang Mutao and the two people who were still there.

The unconscious Anshao and three corpses.

The whole process took no more than fifteen minutes and did not alarm anyone. The tactical skills and training level of the special operations detachment were truly astounding and worthy of being the sharp sword of the military division.

After being taken to Xi'an Airport, Zhang Mutao, who was in Tang Qiuli's temporary headquarters, faced the young general and quickly understood whose hands he had fallen into. He glanced at Tang Qiuli with hatred.

The smile at the corner of Li's mouth pierced his heart like an awl.

This kind of smile, in his opinion, was extreme irony and contempt. Zhang Mutao's heart suddenly ached. He did not expect that the dignified No. 2 figure in the National Government would also use such despicable methods. He still underestimated it.

He did.

Zhang Mutao sighed, closed his eyes in despair, gritted his teeth, and pursed his lips tightly. The blue veins on his thin face were stretched out, making him look ferocious. This posture told Tang Qiuli that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.

, don’t waste your time on me, you’ll get nothing!

Tang Qiuli looked at this guy with great interest. He has seen this kind of thing a lot. The special operations detachment has countless ways to make you talk. It is already clear what you are doing. It just requires a personal confession from you. I

Come in handy, otherwise, in my eyes, you are worthless and just a piece of garbage. For people like you, I'm tired of talking to you.

Tang Qiuli's words were low-pitched, gentle, and indifferent. Zhang Mutao was completely irritated. He suddenly opened his eyes, looked straight at Tang Qiuli with a desperate glare, and shouted hoarsely:

"Tang, I didn't expect that the dignified No. 2 figure in the National Government would use the dirty trick of secret arrest. I look down on you. If you dare, shoot me right away!"

Tang Qiuli waved his hand gently, and several soldiers came up and dragged him out. As long as there was a result, the soldiers of the special operations detachment knew what to do.

Two hours later, Zhang Mutao's autographed confession was placed in front of Tang Qiuli. Zhang Mutao, who was escorted back, showed no trace of torture on his body, but his attitude and spirit were completely broken.

His face was pale, his eyes were slack, his expression was sluggish, and a strand of hair stuck to his sweaty forehead, as if his backbone had been ripped out, and his energy and energy were gone. If it weren't for the two soldiers holding him, he would have been a puddle of mud on the ground.

, Tang Qiuli looked at the captain of the Third Special Operations Detachment in confusion, what method did you use to make this guy behave like this?

The captain of the special operations team smiled but did not answer. Tang Qiuli took the confession and took a look. This guy had a good background. He was a senior agent of the Japanese garrison's secret service in North China. He was directly under the leadership of the chief of the secret service, Takiji Kobayashi, and was a secret agent.

Which category.

After the Xi'an Incident, the big fight between the Central Army, the Northeast Army and the 17th Route Army that the Japanese expected did not happen. If it failed overtly, it would come covertly and sent secret ace agent Zhang Mutao to respond to Tokuda High School classmate Liu Duoquan.

As a fellow countryman, I came to Xi'an to see if I could do anything. To put it bluntly, I just wanted to find ways to cause trouble.

(To be continued)