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The morning glow stained the cornice of the old city, and the shops facing the street cleaned up the broken bricks and tiles in front of their doors one after another, and opened their doors to make a living under the pretense.It has been two days since Dongri occupied Shanglong, and the plaster on the wall has replaced the blue sky and white sun. From afar, one can see the flag vibrating violently in the wind, making people dizzy.From time to time on the street, teams of tea-green leather pass by. If you stare at them for a long time, you will be scolded, and you can't understand what they are shouting. Li didn't dare to stand up.

Watching a group of men with guns go away, the shopkeeper of the portrait shop in the east of the city came out with a copper pipe in his mouth, and leaned against the door frame to watch the shops on the street busy.The shopkeeper looks like a middle-aged man, with a well-rounded appearance but not eye-catching. He is wearing a black cloth square collar coat and a pair of silver-rimmed glasses. He looks quite elegant.The shop has been open in the city for a few years, and most of the time it is managed by an old painter with apprentices, and the shopkeeper occasionally comes to sit for a day and a half, and he can paint a few paintings when he meets customers.Left and right joked with him, saying that he should not open a shop for this kind of style, it would be decent to be a teacher, he didn't talk much at all, just smiled and walked over.After a long time, everyone around him knew that he was not good at talking, and nodding at each other was considered a greeting when they met each other.

Seeing the hot weather at the end of March, the shopkeeper knocked on the cigarette bag by the door, raised his eyes to look at the bright sun above his head, and sighed to himself: "I have to suffer!" Hanging up the cover of a patchwork of flags on the facade, he couldn't help but look halfway when he heard this, curled his lips and didn't answer.The summer heat in the Changhe River Basin has always been unbearable, but now it’s a bad year, and even a treasure land like Shangyong, which has never been a disaster since ancient times, has fallen. The doors, windows and eaves tiles of innocent people who suffered in the flames of war have not been cleaned up, and the corpses of the guards were burned outside the city walls. The trenches are still ablaze, and it is conceivable that there will be more days of suffering in the future, and who will have the time to care what kind of leisure he is doing.

Rumor has it that in the past two days, Dongri has been visiting the Chamber of Commerce in the city and the nearby gentry door-to-door in the past two days, in the name of military-civilian mutual assistance to create a co-prosperity circle. In fact, no one knows that the politeness of the robbers before their actions is nothing more than a more targeted looting.Pedestrians on the street are becoming less and less pitiful. I heard from the clerk of the grain store on the neighboring street that the Dongri soldiers are now controlling the gates of the city. It's a good product, don't even think about it if you don't get a few layers of skin.It's true, all the well-connected people in the city have already heard the news and left. What can the remaining mediocre ant people do besides be human beings and fish on the anvil?

The shopkeeper of the portrait shop held his pipe, recalling the scattered news he had heard recently, and smoked it intermittently, without showing much of the sadness of ordinary people who are forced to make ends meet on his face.He cast his gaze aimlessly at the street in front of him, which should have been flat but was now full of devastation, and a figure gradually condensed in his eyes.It was a young man wearing a moon-white muslin gown, with a board behind his back, and a small rattan box in his hand. He could be seen to be a bit elegant, but his clothes were obviously stained with dust, and he looked particularly embarrassed. Maybe it was because he lived in poverty. The poor painters who are expected to continue are the teachers who have been relocated from a painting and calligraphy academy.

The man walked along the road and looked around, his eyes shuttled between the high-hanging guises of various shops, as if he was looking for something, when he saw this, his eyes suddenly shone.He hurriedly approached, seeing that the person smoking a cigarette by the door seemed to be in charge, he blurted out and asked, "Shopkeeper, do you want to accept the paintings?" He felt abrupt when he said the words, but he couldn't save himself, and he explained in a low voice, "It turns out to be with I went to Xiakou, got lost on the road, didn't have any money left, and didn't bring anything valuable with me, so I would draw a few pictures, if you think highly of me...please help me!"

The shopkeeper intervened and looked at him, as if he was trying to gauge how talented this down-and-out literati is. For a moment, he made an arc in his hand and said, "Go into the room and take a closer look." There is no abnormality around, so I feel relieved to lead people into the house.The storefront is actually a residential building facing the street, and the door is directly converted into a room, which cannot be seen from the outside, but it can only be seen when you walk inside and look carefully.The shopkeeper directly led the man to the back of the screen wall, and then he looked at it from head to toe again, and smiled: "Fortunately, I'm back, brother Ying Xing, you have to calm down, the boss will tell everyone to go out of the city to collect the corpse." Already!"

The man in the cloth shirt lost all his embarrassment at this time, and he didn't think he was disobedient, he cupped his hands and smiled and said, "Brother Xin, you also know the current situation, not to mention the time when the main station is employing people, how can I really stand by and watch? I wanted to do what I can. It's..." The smile on his face could no longer be held, and it turned into a sigh, "I didn't expect that Shangyao City would be destroyed in only three days." No wonder the defenders, these gangsters really put their efforts together At that time, he was trapped outside the city, and the sound of guns and guns rang for a whole day. In the end, he only heard [-] guns pouring out like beans, but the official gunshots were nowhere to be found.Later, those corpses were piled up in the open ditch outside the city. The weather was getting hotter, and some that could not be burned had rotted and swelled, and he had no choice but to cover his face.

These two are Du Cheng, the confidential secretary of the Jinchang General Station of the Supervisory Bureau, and Zhao Changgeng, who is currently being transferred.The portrait shop is the industry in the station, and it is just a good time to start at this time, and it will not attract attention if it is used as a contact point in the city.Dongri’s intention to occupy the banks of the Changhe River was more determined than expected. The capture of Shanglong in three days really caught the general station a little off guard. Many details that cannot be arranged in time can only be prepared while the situation is still in the dark. Otherwise, once the situation in the city stabilizes However, the Dongri Special Investigation Office is united with the military, and it will be difficult to reach the sky if you want to do more tricks.Zhao Changgeng wandered around for several days, just thinking about surveying the terrain and redesignating the jurisdiction of the transfer point to ensure that the secret radio station can communicate with the main station at any time.

The two stood facing each other, and they had heard a lot of news from inside and outside the city in the past few days, they had already gone through thousands of incidents, and they both knew that the other was worried, so they didn't know what to say.In the end, it was Du Cheng who took the lead to break the silence, and comforted him: "Brother Ying Xing, you must be very tired just after you came back, so I won't drag you to talk, go to the backyard to change and wash, the boss is still waiting for an answer!" Zhao Changgeng Knowing the seriousness of the matter, he didn't stay any longer, and after saying thanks, he took his things and exited through the small door behind the screen, and headed towards the backyard wing in the direction Du Cheng pointed.

Traveling outside for days, although not as tragic and hard as the war, it is still full of dust.When Zhao Changgeng tidied up and stepped into the main hall, the boss had already sat in a stable position, just waiting for him to come.One is Kong Ximotu, and the other is free.Looking at this posture and Du Cheng's tone at first, Zhao Changgeng knew that the boss must be annoyed no matter how dull he was, so he immediately put on the appearance of a good student, stood upright, and called out: "Boss."

Looking at his still wet head from the other side, he smiled half a smile: "I heard that you have been having a lot of fun recently!" As he spoke, his eyes fell to the table on the right, and he picked up the tea cover to shake the water, and said, "What's the matter, I need to make a report with Yuchuan, saying that their telecommunications elites are concerned about the country and serve the public, and they can't be indifferent when they see the soldiers approaching the city, so they go out of the city to fulfill their duties, unfortunately lost contact with the organization, and their life and death are unknown, and their whereabouts are unknown?"

That day when the enemy was about to attack the city, Zhao Changgeng disguised himself as a commoner and went out of the city. It was indeed the boss's order, but the original intention was only for him to contact the people from the Jinkou Action Team and wait for the opportunity to bring the radio station back to the city and hide it so that Zhao Qiming can use it when he enters the city.Who would have thought that he would not return after he left, but the Tongyang Substation sent a telegram, saying that Zhao Changgeng had inquired about the receiving range of the station's radio waves, saying that he was preparing for the re-arrangement.The boss was almost not blown away: It is said that Shangyong fell, and the main station reported back. Due to the influence of the transmission distance of the radio station, it is indeed imminent to re-survey the environment and mobilize the corresponding transfer station; It's not an exaggeration to protect, but he ran to take risks and contribute on his own initiative, which was really going against the sky.

Zhao Changgeng knew he was in the wrong, and just pretended he didn't hear the boss's insinuation, and explained briefly: "The action team has a tail, and when I get back after finishing it, Shanglong has already been surrounded. It will take a few days, since I can’t get out of the inside and I can’t get in outside, I might as well find something serious to do when I’m free.” After speaking, regardless of whether the boss calmed down, he took out a painting from the portfolio, overlooking the mountains and forests Draw a sketch of the landscape and show it to him with a pen circle, "These are our current telecommunications transfer points, and the Shanghai Telecom service will be withdrawn, so at least one of the two lines at Jinkou will be abolished, and the link between Linxing and Guzhou will be broken... ..."

The boss looked at the student in front of him who had always been highly valued, knowing that he deliberately changed the subject, but there was nothing he could do about it: "Where is the radio station buried?" Zhao Changgeng raised his head when he heard the words, as if he had expected it, and it should be quite natural, "There is a forest on the south side of the city. , 50 meters to the southwest of the first fork in the road, twisting the neck and Panasonic.” The boss nodded, turning the page.The place was so quiet that he could hear the swinging of the pendulum clock, he looked at the drawing paper in Zhao Changgeng's hand for a moment, and finally said with a smile: "Thank you, you can figure it out, and you can hide a good layout in the painting. Too dazzled!"

Three days of fierce fighting, two days of strict investigation, and the stalls are so large that it is not easy to quickly hide and operate underground, and it is common to be unable to turn them around for a while.Although Zhao Changgeng's actions were not in compliance with the rules, they saved Jin Changzhan a lot of trouble after all.Looking at the boss's reaction, he knew that the test had been completely passed, so he said with confidence: "The gate of the city is too strict, and if you don't think about it, you may not be able to bring things in. Don't say anything else, it's just my piece that won't be worth the price." The pocket watch almost passed away." Looking back, it seemed ridiculous, "Fortunately, I learned two strokes at the beginning, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to pretend."

When Zhao Changgeng's parents were still alive, they gave the two brothers two pocket watches with their respective names engraved in seal characters on the back.The pocket watch is ordinary in style and really worthless, but Zhao Changgeng is extremely precious, it can be said that he never leaves his body.The boss had met him a few times when he was in school, and now when he mentioned it, his face immediately became serious, he interrupted the conversation on the spot, frowned and asked: "It is inevitable that there is no eyeliner from the Special Investigation Department at the gate of the city now, are you sure that pocket watch is no longer there?" Anyone else saw it?"

The boss's attitude changed, Zhao Changgeng understood what he meant when he noticed it: the two brothers are most similar in temperament, Zhao Qiming is currently in the enemy camp, and no matter how likely it is to meet acquaintances when he comes to Shanghai, these two pocket watches alone , if it is exposed inadvertently and noticed by interested people, it will be a serious trouble.Fortunately, he had a good memory. After carefully recalling the events when he entered the city, he was sure that there was no unusual person at that time. He immediately confirmed, "It's just an ordinary Dongri soldier. I will pay attention."

Although Zhao Changgeng made a lot of decisions on his own initiative, he has always been cautious in his actions. Except for passing Suzaku's judgment, he has almost never made mistakes in the things he handled.At this time, after hearing what he said, the boss stopped pursuing it and returned to the topic, holding a few pieces of drawing paper and said: "There are pens and papers here, you go and sort them out, and then call Du Cheng. Decide on the schedule." After speaking, he looked at it before his eyes, and while delivering it, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "It's thanks to the layman who guards the gate, tsk, how unfamiliar is this composition and technique..."

Zhao Changgeng's painting skills were learned from his boss when he was free in school, and later he joined the Sanmin School, and he was no longer in the mood to paint when he had too many things to do.Now when the boss suddenly said such a sentence, the hand that picked up the painting trembled, almost choking on it.I said in my heart that if I am really a student of your school, I might not be able to keep these two paintings. Besides, who stipulates that a poor painter must have superb skills. Is it because of poor skills that I fell into such a field? !After thinking about it for a while, he still didn't turn back, and just asked, "I think there are people looking for Wen people at the gate of the city, so where does this come from?"

After being away for a few days, I was familiar with the surrounding situation, but the news in the city lagged behind.The boss looked up at him, and slowly spit out a few words: "Dongri is going to reopen the National University of Shanghai." Who knows, since the fall of Beizhou Sanguan, common prosperity and goodwill have long been written into textbooks, and it is forbidden for children to read and practice calligraphy. The Chinese language and characters are popular, and its intention to cut off Chinese culture is obvious to all.Shanglong is known for its academic culture, and now it has only changed hands for two days, and the military intends to revive the school, so it can be seen that its idea has not only lasted for a day or two.But now most colleges and universities have moved inland. Except for a few teachers and students affected by the bombing, Shanghai National University is almost an empty school. Find intellectuals, coerce and lure together a temporary team.

Zhao Changgeng's face darkened immediately: "He really treats Shangyong as his own backyard!" The Battle of Tainan in the north lasted for more than a month, and Zhonghua maintained a tug-of-war with Dongri at an extremely tragic price. Cross Tainan and encircle Pengcheng. It is rumored that Yuchuan has ordered the North China Army to defend to the death, and the enemy must not take half a step to the southwest.At this time, in the middle and lower reaches of the Changhe River, the troops of Dongri Huazhong went westward before they joined the north, and even extended their hands to the field of culture and education.Thinking of this, I felt resentment in my heart, but couldn't help asking: "Then how is the progress now?"

The boss sat upright, his voice calm and unwavering: "Since Dongri is willing to get some fame, it's better than tearing up his face completely. This is nothing we need to worry about." Zhao Changgeng didn't answer, as if he had thought through something As if, his face became more and more difficult to look: "Don't forget, most of the people who are stranded in the city are teachers and students of literature and history at the University of Shanghai. According to Dongri's current practice, Zhao Qiming will enter the city with the army in the future. It is inevitable that we will meet one day. What time do you want him to do?"

The tureen fell back to the table, and it was knocked lightly and loudly.The boss looked indifferent, as if he knew all the chess and cards in his chest: "He does an interview with the army, and he doesn't need to be related to the university, let alone those who have been expelled because of their style of work, those students and professors who think they are high He reminiscing about the old days? As for the acquaintance, it is naturally possible to get to know each other. The Jiuchuan brothers have traveled in China, and Dongri will be very clear about this." Zhao Changgeng seemed to want to say something, but the boss did not give him a chance. I promise you to transfer him back, and I will do it naturally. But before everything is arranged, the old man can't lose contact, this is the bottom line."

The 23rd Brigade of the Dongri Infantry invaded Shanglong, and the old man, as a member of the decision-making team, must be stationed with the army. At this time, any contact seemed abrupt, and the only opportunity to interview with the army was the best opportunity that could be imagined.Zhao Changgeng knew that someone had to do this task, and even if it wasn't him, it must be his former self. Zhao Qiming had no reason to retreat in this position.What's more, now that the war situation is so tragic, no one can bear the price of leaking information. From a moral point of view, the boss's words are irrefutable.

The silence in the room spread, and it was clearly the time when he felt a little sweat when he moved a little, but Zhao Changgeng only felt a chill in his bones.He looked at the boss, and the boss stared at him, as if he had forgotten words for so long.After a while, Zhao Changgeng spoke, with a firm tone: "Let Du Cheng back up the simulated Dongri Special Pass for him. I will personally handle the related work after Zhao Qiming enters the city." "Okay."

While speaking, there was a sudden commotion in the outer street, and it seemed that dozens of pairs of military boots were stepping through the streets, which turned into the sound of bolts being pulled and loaded in the distance.Immediately after a gunshot, everything was silent.Zhao Changgeng instinctively became alarmed and wanted to look outside, but before he could act, the boss raised his hand to stop him.It was only then that he belatedly figured out that not long after the army entered the city, at a time when they were sensitive, someone who had gone out had some bad luck and bumped into the team, and because he couldn't understand the language and couldn't explain it, he was directly regarded as an anti-Japanese element and shot—— It's also not surprising.