Cicada Moving

 20 hours before the lockdown is lifted.

In the office of the president of the First Hospital, Zuo Zhongduan sat in his seat and watched Gu Qi assign tasks to a group of female agents such as He Yijun.

“Remember everything clearly, you are responsible for monitoring the situation in the ward. Once the anesthetic injection is successful, immediately send a signal to the outside to notify the operators to enter.

Your external identity is that of a nurse who was transferred from the front line. You came back this time to participate in training. I have already sent people to spread the news to avoid the suspicion of spies. "

After speaking, Gu Qi pointed to the hospital diagram on the table, and gave orders to the female agents one by one according to the order of the wards and the target number of people.

“You are responsible for location No. 1, isolation ward No. 1 and No. 2 in Area A, with a population of 13.”

“You are responsible for location No. 2, isolation ward No. 3 in Area B, with a population of 12.”

“You are in charge of Location 3, Isolation Ward No. 5 in Area B, with a population of 10.”

The female agents nodded one after another to express their understanding, and kept scanning the schematic diagram with their eyes, memorizing the general layout of the hospital.

 Gu Qi was very satisfied when he saw this, then looked at He Yijun and the other two female agents, hesitated a little and said.

“Secretary He, I leave general ward No. 5 in Area B to you. There are five targets in total. Among them, the wounded soldier in bed No. 3 is likely to be the leader of the Japanese spies, so be careful.”

To be honest, if it weren't for the deputy director's order, Gu Qi really didn't want He Yijun to join the operation. If something happened to the other party, he would be in big trouble.

After hearing what he said, He Yijun nodded silently, without showing any emotion, and started discussing in a low voice with the other two people.

According to the plan agreed upon by Gu Qi and others, they will disguise themselves as nurses, accompany the real nurses of the First Hospital into the ward, and inject anesthetics into the spies in the name of treatment.

 The injections were administered by real nurses. These people did not know that the medicine in their hands had been replaced and regarded it as a normal treatment.

 The task of female agents is to make flexible decisions when encountering special situations. This sounds easy, but in fact it tests their adaptability.

 There are two difficulties.

 1. How to hide from cunning Japanese spies.

Japanese spies are not fools. If a group of unfamiliar faces suddenly appear in the hospital, the other party will definitely be more vigilant, which requires female agents not to reveal any flaws.

Their clothes, words, deeds, subtle movements, and accents must match the fake identity. They must also have a certain understanding of the profession of nurse, how to inject, the effects of common drugs, etc.

  Gu Qi selected and selected among the female operatives who came with the order before finding those who met the requirements.

 The reason why real nurses were allowed to inject was not only to reduce the suspicion of the spies, but also because the number of operators was really insufficient.

From this point of view, Zuo Zhong and others saw the talent shortcomings of the military command. Compared with the intelligence agencies of Europe, America, and even Japan, they still have a long way to go.

  Second, choose the timing of injecting anesthetic.

 Operators must inject drugs into the target at the same time.

 Otherwise, some spies will be unconscious while others are still awake, which will definitely bring unnecessary risks to the operation.

No one knows whether there is an informant of the other party in the hospital. Intelligence operations must consider all possibilities. If necessary, you must not take risks even if you give up the mission.

 Gu Qi looked at his watch, then looked at Song Minghao who was coming from outside, and solemnly announced that the operation had officially begun.

He Yijun nodded to Zuo Dian and left with the female agents.

 Subsequently, Gucci, who had received full authorization, made several arrangements one after another.

　　"If there is light, your special operations team is on standby at any time. Once the drug injection fails, attack immediately."

“Chunyang, Lao Wu, you are responsible for controlling the perimeter of the hospital to prevent the enemy from escaping.”

“Lao Song, you lead our people from the Second Division to ambush in the hospital. After the operation is over, all personnel in the First Hospital will be screened and specially examined.”

 At this point, the inside and outside of the First Hospital have been completely controlled by the military, and the Japanese spies hiding inside cannot escape.

Zuo Zhong observed Gu Qi with pleasure. After this battle, Gu Qi's ability to command large-scale operations has been greatly improved, and he is now able to undertake more important tasks.

  Half an hour later.

 A group of female nurses wearing white nursing uniforms and hoods walked into the inpatient area. They were tall and graceful, eliciting bursts of whistles and shouts.

The wounded soldiers were either lying on the window sill or gathering at the door, stretching their heads to look at the group of field roses. Their faces were full of excitement and excitement, and they were shouting random words.

As the saying goes, after three years in the army, a sow can compete with a Diao Chan. What’s more, with the wars going on, he might die at some point.

 So every time they see a nurse, these guys who have no future today will make noises and they will never tire of it.

"Nurse He, you don't have to worry, they just talk nonsense and don't dare to mess around."

Among the nurses, the older head nurse whispered to He Yijun and others, and then started cursing with her hands on her hips. The wounded soldiers were so frightened that they quickly retracted their heads and burst into laughter for a while.

He Yijun showed a slightly nervous smile, like a newcomer who had just arrived. He secretly observed the surroundings quietly until the nurses dispersed and went to different wards.

  General ward No. 5, District B.

In bed No. 3, a wounded soldier with his head covered with bandages was leaning against the bedside, staring blankly at the wall, immersed in his own world, completely unconcerned with the disturbances from the outside world.

Hidden under the bandage is the commander-in-chief’s target for this operation, the scar-faced man who commanded the spies to attack safe houses and surveillance points and independently formed the 18th Brigade. He was very proud at this time. According to the original plan, they would be able to leave the mountain city through the retreat passage in a dozen hours.

　　Although the codebook could not be taken away, the purpose of teaching Juntong a lesson has been achieved, which is enough.

In these years, the military unified forces have repeatedly provoked the empire with great arrogance. All the intelligence agencies in Jinling, Shanghai, and even Manchuria suffered heavy losses.

 I hope that after this operation, the people of the Republic of China will understand that the Empire of Japan is not a sheep to be slaughtered.

 “Old Wang, Old Wang, what are you thinking about?”

 Suddenly, a voice suddenly rang in his ears, and then a wretched face appeared in front of the scar-faced man.

When the scar-faced man heard someone calling his "name", he immediately stopped thinking and glanced sideways at the other person: "Nothing, I was thinking about something, what do you want me to do?"

The wretched face raised his eyebrows and raised his chin: "I don't know what you are thinking about all day long. Look, there are new nurses. It is said that they came back from the front lines of various war zones. They all look quite iconic."

 Newcomers, back from the front line.

 The scarred man pretended to be surprised, but in fact he had already known the news from his subordinates and made some arrangements.

Years of military career have taught him that the closer it gets to the last moment, the less likely it is to let down its guard.

But he wasn't too worried. This hiding place was chosen by Mole for them. Although he was a villain, he was really smart. No one would have thought that they were hiding in the hospital. Today should be just a routine personnel transfer.

Just as he was thinking about it, several nurses walked into the ward holding medical trays and performed examinations, dressing changes and other treatments on the patients in accordance with the doctor's orders and bed order.

The scarred man's eyes stayed on the face of the visitor for a moment, and he carefully observed the movements of the other people. He found nothing suspicious, and his anxious heart slowly relaxed.

Opposite him, He Yijun bent down and listened to the explanation and introduction of the head nurse. He asked questions from time to time, his expression was serious, and he didn't even look at the target in the distance.

The same goes for the other two female agents. While listening to the lecture, they were also busy preparing medicines and cutting bandages and gauze, without feeling unfamiliar at all.

The wounded soldiers peeked at them. Some young Guojun soldiers looked shy after receiving treatment, and there was constant laughter in the ward.

In order to appear gregarious, the scar-faced man also watched this scene with a smile, but his eyes were full of indifference, and his eyes gradually fell on the wretched face who spoke previously.

This person cannot be kept. The other party has been talking to him frequently recently. I don't know whether it is because he has discovered something or because he is simply enthusiastic. However, retreat is close at hand and this hidden danger cannot be left behind.

Thinking about how to get rid of the people around him, the scar-faced man continued to observe the nurse who was getting closer and closer, and the murderous aura slowly dissipated from his body.

“Second Lieutenant Wang, how are you feeling today?”

On the other side, the head nurse took the temperature of the wretched man and walked over to the scarred man. He opened the medical record and asked without raising his head.

  She was used to seeing life and death and did not give any preferential treatment to a second lieutenant. She was exhausted every day. If it were not for her duties, she would not want to say a word to him.

The scar-faced man looked normal and replied in a gentle tone: "I'm still a little dizzy and have no other symptoms. The head nurse doesn't need to worry about me. Go see other brothers. They need you more."

The head nurse's brows relaxed a little. He didn't forget to care about Pao Ze when he was injured. He was such a rare good person. When he was moved, he couldn't help but soften his tone and said softly.

"According to the doctor's orders, I have to give you an injection of agrimonycin to prevent bleeding. This is what the doctor specially ordered."

A look of suspicion flashed in the scar-faced man's eyes. He knew that agrimonycin, a traditional Chinese medicine injection to stop bleeding, could be produced in the Republic of China. It was a common medicine for treating burns and bleeding disorders.

 Just injecting at this time...

While thinking quickly, he smiled and said to the head nurse: "Okay, I'll go to the toilet first. Please show the brother next door to me first. I'll be back in a moment."

 After saying that, the scar-faced man got out of bed and walked quickly outside, as if he really couldn't hold it in anymore.

The head nurse didn't pay attention. She turned around to treat the wounded soldier on the bed next to her. She found that this man also had a medical order for agrimony injection. She immediately asked the new nurse He to prepare the medicine.

He Yijun opened the medicine box and skillfully used a grinding wheel to open the ampoule. Soon a burst of green injection was injected into the wounded soldier.

At this time, the scar-faced man came back. He had just looked around the area and made sure that the hospital was calm and there was nothing abnormal before returning to the ward.

  “That’s it.”

 The scar-faced man lay on the bed and stretched out his left arm, signaling the head nurse to inject him. He glanced at the staff next door from the corner of his eye.

Those operational staff who live in general wards can speak fluent Republican dialect without having to worry about their accent being exposed.

Other people will have much more trouble. Before taking action, they not only need to use drugs to cause short-term silence, but also to disguise the symptoms of being attacked by chemical weapons.

Some people also deliberately burn their bodies with flames and wear bandages on their faces to pretend to be burned. The process is very painful.

 But it was all worth it. In the face of a large-scale raid, they could lie here contentedly and receive "treatment" from the medical staff of the Republic of China.

I couldn't help but feel a little happy thinking about this scar-faced man. I glanced at the side again with my peripheral vision, and then my whole person was startled. No, there is something wrong!

In the noisy ward, the wounded soldier in the bed next door was sleeping soundly with his head hanging down on the bedside, his chest rising and falling slightly, as if he had passed out.

Not only that, the scar-faced man was horrified to find that all his men in the same ward with him had fallen into coma. The injection...

The cold needle stuck to his hand, suddenly waking up the scar-faced man. His eyes widened, his left hand turned into a fist, and he hit the head nurse hard.