Rise From Eight Hundred

July 26, Songhu Concession.

In a teahouse in the Roman Empire Concession.

"Mr. Tang, I don't know what you want to talk to Wang about! Please tell me clearly. If not, Wang has something else to do. Let's talk about it another day." A middle-aged man refused the cigarette handed over by Tang Dao calmly and stood up to leave.

If it weren't for the high-ranking female boss in the concession lobbying, this businessman who has a lot of business in the concession would rarely see strangers.

However, when he came to the teahouse and saw Tang Dao for the first time, the middle-aged businessman had a bad feeling. After a few short exchanges, he didn't even have hypocritical courtesy and was about to leave.

"Haha, Boss Yang is a businessman. Tang has a big business here. I don't know if Boss Yang dares to take it." Faced with this situation, Tang Dao was at ease. He stretched out his hand to pick up the teacup in front of him and said with a smile.

"Who are you?" The middle-aged man who was about to stand up and turn around to leave stiffened slightly, and suddenly turned his head to stare at Tang Dao, with a cold light in his eyes, completely different from the round-faced middle-aged man who was quite gentle before.

Yang Zongdao was sure that there would be no more than a handful of people who knew his true identity in Songhu. Among them, four were his direct confidants, and half of them were the underground emperors of Songhu. Even the female boss who had a very high status and had many contacts with him usually just regarded him as a good business partner.

Even if the underground emperor knew a little bit, he only knew that he was a member of the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics, but he didn't know that the big businessman with a net worth of one million silver dollars was actually the highest person in charge of the Military Bureau of Investigation and Statistics stationed in Songhu, in charge of a super intelligence system with more than a thousand spies.

But since the moment the young man in front of him called him "Boss Yang", the middle-aged man knew that the number of people in Songhu who knew his identity had increased from four and a half to five and a half.

At that moment, the middle-aged man instinctively had the intention to kill.

The tea room was filled with murderous aura!

Outside, there was an eight-man escort team that he always brought with him when he went out. Each of them was equipped with a Mauser pistol and a grenade, and he personally arranged for each of their families to go to Sichuan Province and enjoy excellent treatment. Although they did not know his true identity, they were all willing to die for him and were called death warriors.

Even he himself always had a Browning pistol loaded with bullets under his long gown and jacket. Years of training could fully guarantee that he could shoot and kill the young man in front of him within two seconds.

After so many years of intelligence work, thousands of people died under his hands or under his orders. In order to keep his identity secret, killing one more young man like this was no easier than killing a chicken for the middle-aged man.

However, the young man who revealed his secret seemed not to sense his murderous intent. Instead, he raised his teacup to invite the middle-aged man full of murderous intent: "Boss Yang, didn't you just say, please tell me what's the matter? I have already told you the truth. Boss Yang, why don't you sit down and drink some tea and listen to Tang Dao tell you why he came thousands of miles to find you?"

"Tang Dao?" A trace of confusion flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, and then he quickly found the relevant memory points in his mind, and his eyes turned into shock: "You are Tang Dao, the last commander of the Sihang Warehouse, and later promoted to the head of the Sihang Regiment? You are not, you are not in the northern battlefield?"

"It is Tang, Boss Yang, since Tang Dao is so frank, can you accompany Tang Dao to drink a glass of Biluochun?" Tang Dao smiled and raised his cup again to invite.

"Captain Tang's deeds of fighting bravely against the Japanese are well-known to me, but I never thought that I could see it today. I am quite out of control. Please forgive me, Captain Tang." The middle-aged man thought for no more than two seconds and sat down again.

This alone shows that the person in charge of the largest military intelligence in the Songhu area is more decisive than ordinary people, and he didn't even question Tang Dao's true identity.

Regardless of whether Tang Dao is a real Tang Dao or a fake Tang Dao, just because he can say his real surname that he hasn't used for more than 10 years, it is worth him sitting down to find out.

"As a soldier, Tang Dao is far away from the front line and returns to the old battlefield, which is a taboo. It is inevitable that Boss Yang is a little surprised. For the sake of our acquaintance today, please keep this secret for me." Tang Dao smiled and took the initiative to hand over the cigarette again.

This time the middle-aged man did not refuse, took out a match from his pocket, and lit it.

He needed to use this short time to judge Tang Dao's intentions and how his identity was exposed to the commander of the infantry regiment with thousands of elite soldiers.

Although both the Military Control Commission and the Army serve the country, they are actually two completely different lines. There are even many people from the Military Control Commission hidden in the army. In addition to transmitting military intelligence for the top leaders, they also have the responsibility to monitor the important generals in the army to prevent them from defecting to the enemy, including being deceived by another political party.

However, until he lit a cigarette and looked at Tang Dao's young face through the pale blue smoke, he still couldn't get an accurate answer.

The only thing he could judge was that since Tang Dao could take a huge risk to sneak into the enemy-occupied area and directly find him, the highest leader of the Military Control Commission who had been lurking in the Songhu area for more than 10 years, there must be something extremely important.

Moreover, Tang Dao could be sure that he would not report to his superiors that Tang Dao had left the front line without permission.

This also made the veteran spy curious. What exactly made Tang Dao trust him so much?

Soon, all these speculations disappeared.

Tang Dao took out an envelope from his arms, put it on the table and pushed it gently: "Boss Yang, there is no need to make any more guesses. The reason why Tang Dao knew Boss Yang's name was because a big brother gave Tang Dao some guidance. "

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows slightly, placed the envelope on the table, took out a thin needle from his pocket to open the opening, and took out the letter inside with a very skillful technique.

Even though Tang Dao had taken the initiative to expose his identity, he still maintained the caution of a veteran spy to prevent Tang Dao from tampering with the envelope.

In fact, including the cigarette handed over by Tang Dao, despite the fact that the person seemed to smoke it, in fact not a trace of smoke entered his nasal cavity. Most of the smoke drifted towards Tang Dao opposite. If Tang Dao had done something to put the hallucinogen into it, Similar drugs, Tang Dao is the first victim.

For Tang Dao, this is normal. If the top person in charge of the Songhu area of ​​the military command was so negligent, he would have been killed by the complex forces of various forces, and the Japanese intelligence agencies were not fooled. A jobber.

A pig that has stayed in this position for ten years will probably become a very cautious pig!

"Brother Zongdao Mingjian..." There were only a few lines of paper in the envelope, but the name on the signature line made the middle-aged man's face change drastically. He stayed there for half a minute, and a bitter smile appeared on his face. .

"It turns out that Captain Tang is from over there."

"Haha, Boss Yang, don't be so absolute. Now we are the United Front against Japan. You and I, including Brother Cheng, are all Chinese. Our enemies are the Japanese." Tang Dao chuckled.

To be honest, before Tang Dao left Taihang Mountain, he told Brigadier Cheng that he was planning to take advantage of his trip to Jincheng to rush to Songhu to handle some important matters. Brigadier Cheng thought about it again and again and finally told him that if he needed help, he could go to a certain time officer. , Tang Dao was also stunned when he heard that person's identity.

In the past time and space, as the long years gradually passed, many things were no longer secrets. Tang Dao knew that many important generals in the national army had private contacts with the 80th Army, and some even simply, It wasn't until the end that he struck back, which became the straw that broke the camel's back.

However, as the largest military intelligence agency in China at this time, which was personally built by a certain principal, even though Yang Zongdao's military rank is only a colonel, he is definitely a well-known figure in the organization. But even such a figure is actually a cooperator of the 80th Group Army. , and it was already ten years ago.

It was probably inevitable that the principal, who was at the height of his power at this time, would fail so badly that he would be completely defeated.

A handwritten letter from Brigadier Cheng mixed with code words that only a middle-aged man could understand has actually revealed the identity of the two people, which means that the two can cooperate to a certain extent.

Moreover, both of them were smart people and did not continue to struggle with their identities. They just tacitly understood each other.

"Mr. Tang, what help do you need from me here?" Yang Zongdao got straight to the point.

"I want them..." Tang Dao dipped his finger in the tea cup and wrote two words on the table.

Shockingly four elements!

"That's impossible. The Japanese spies in the concession have been secretly monitoring it. Moreover, the military camp is a Roman Empire concession and has been guarded by the Roman Empire concession troops. It is difficult for my people to get in." Yang Zongdao's face changed drastically, and he couldn't even think about it. Without thinking, he shook his head and refused. "Besides, there are still more than 200 people in the unit. One or two can be saved. It is just a fantasy to rescue them all. For more than half a year, we have tried our best but have been unable to do anything."

After Tang Dao had solved all the affairs in Jincheng, even a major matter such as the transportation of German armorers' equipment was handed over to Gong Shaoxun, he took the train to Songhu in the name of a follower of the Rockefeller Company. What else could he do than rescue him? What is more important for the elite soldiers of the 542nd Regiment who are trapped in the military camp in the concession?

That was Tang Dao's promise to Qin Ruoyu before leaving, and it was also Tang Dao's decision to enter the battlefield known as the 'Four Elements Warehouse'.

Those elites in China can die on the battlefield, but they must not die in despicable political compromises. When the time is right, he must rescue them from the sea of ​​misery.

This time, the opportunity finally came.

He knew very well what those Westerners were thinking. They just wanted to protect their own interests in Songhu. It didn't matter how those Chinese troops were sacrificed.

Even in the past, in order to meet the requirements of the Japanese, they could not even guarantee the supply of enough food. As a result, the officers and soldiers under house arrest in the military camp had to sell their personal belongings in exchange for food.

It was under this kind of mental and physical torture that some people finally couldn't help but defect and join the Japanese. They attacked Commander Xie Jinyuan with a knife while he was speaking at the morning exercise.

In this time and space, because of the more brutal resistance from Tang Dao, Lei Xiong and others, it gave people from all walks of life in the concession a deeper memory. Not only did the officers and soldiers of the 542nd Regiment under house arrest in the military camp receive good treatment, at least they had good food and clothing. It can be guaranteed that even the major general commander in the West has ordered not to treat Chinese soldiers harshly.

However, freedom of movement is still strictly restricted, and problems will inevitably arise if it is closed for a long time.

Tang Dao was not surprised when Yang Zongdao shook his head and refused.

The principal set the benchmark for his four-line regiment and naturally did not want to be slapped in the face. In private, he also tried to rescue his army through diplomatic negotiations, but the senior officials of the Western Concession chose to refuse because they were afraid of angering the Japanese.

The lives and deaths of hundreds of people are of no consequence to a country. All they want in this big world is face. The same goes for the Japanese. Seeing that Westerners are so righteous, they naturally give Westerners some respect in other places. convenient.

However, who cares about the final fate of these elite troops who are as weak as ants under the pressure of national power? They can sacrifice their lives and blood for this country, but they should not be abandoned like this.

So, after 9 months, Tang Dao came.

This time, he wanted to take away hundreds of officers and soldiers in the military camp. He also left a place for these elites in his four-line regiment, as long as they still wanted to fight the Japanese.

"My rescue operation does not require the intervention of Boss Yang and your people, but I need Boss Yang to bear the name of this operation." Tang Dao looked calm.

Yang Zongdao was dumbfounded.

He understood Tang Dao's persistence in saving people.

One of the three iron men in life, they have carried the gun together. Many soldiers are willing to go through fire and water for their comrades.

What shocked this veteran agent, whose emotional control had reached an extremely high level, was Tang Dao's rhetoric. As a result, for him, it could be said that he was sitting at home while his merit fell from the sky.

The task of rescuing the 542nd Regiment was ordered by the top military commander eight months ago. Even if it was only to rescue Xie Jinyuan, who had been promoted to the commander of the 542nd Regiment, and several battalion and company-level officers, it would be a great achievement.

But this is by no means an easy task, or it can be said to be an impossible task.

In the past few months, he, who had certain connections in the Songhu Concession and even the Japanese, had tried his best but could not achieve his goal. How could Tang Dao, a newcomer to Songhu, dare to speak so brazenly?

What would Tang Dao do to save people? Why, lead his infantry regiment to conquer the Western concession?

"Now that I'm here, I have my own way. Please ask Boss Yang for your cooperation. I will tell your superiors that you have been planning for several months, and I also believe that Boss Yang has done a lot of good things." Prepare preparations, including how to safely send people out of Songhu," Tang Dao continued.

"Okay! If you can really rescue people from the military camp, what's wrong with my promise? I can assure you that no third person knows the truth except you and me." Yang Zongdao, who put away his complicated emotions, is worthy of being a veteran. The agent quickly regained his composure and made a promise to Tang Dao.

He knew that the biggest reason why Tang Dao came to find him was that he did not want Tang Dao's shadow to appear in this matter, and he even did not hesitate to expose his private relationship with Brigadier Cheng.

Except for himself, Brigadier Cheng and Brigadier Cheng’s superior, Mr. Zhou, no one else in the world knew that he had actually known Brigadier Cheng when they were young and highly respected him as a person. Even he That's almost idealistic.

He also hopes that the working people in the world can exchange their hard work for a full meal, but someone now is obviously unable to do anything about it.

However, as time went by, he almost forgot his ideals in the whirlpool. Until today, when he saw the name that was deeply etched in his memory again, the fire in his heart was ignited again. That group of people did not die, they Still fighting for his ideals.

Of course, the premise is to drive away the Japanese bandits first.

I'm afraid even Tang Dao himself doesn't know that what he is facing is a strictly trained spy leader of the government, but he is also an agent with ideals.

"That's it, I'll notify Boss Yang when I finish my work." Tang Dao stood up and stretched out his hand to Yang Zongdao.

"If you have any difficulties in the concession, you can come to me. If the result is really as you said, Mr. Tang, I will also bring you a small surprise, Mr. Tang." Yang Zongdao stretched out his hand to hold Tang. Knife's hand replied with a smile.

"Oh? Boss Yang, can you tell Tang Mou in advance so that Tang Mou can be happy now?" Tang Dao pretended to be surprised.

"If I told you in advance, it wouldn't be a surprise, don't you think so, Mr. Tang?" Yang Zongdao smiled mysteriously.

This guy is indeed a spy, Tang Dao complained silently in his heart.

He knew that this was a pit deliberately dug by the middle-aged man as a small revenge for scaring him by revealing his identity, but curiosity itself is human nature, and even a calm man like Tang Dao would find it difficult to overcome the deep imprint in human genes.

Tang Dao, who put aside his curiosity when he walked out of the tea room, probably didn't expect that the surprise given by the ideal agent would be quite big.

But for Tang Dao at this time, the legal "scapegoat" has been found, and all his thoughts have been put on the upcoming "flower transfer" operation.

Thank you sir, I will see you soon.

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