Blade 1939

Winter 1939. Shanghai.

The night is like a charm.

Near the office building of the Japanese Special Branch. A dark figure is hidden under a canopy of holly trees. The man is dressed in night clothes, wearing a mask, with two eyes shining like cold stars. He was alert to the gap between the sentry's change of guard, grabbed the sewer pipe with both hands, stomp stomp stomp, in the blink of an eye, like a gust of wind drifted into the second floor classified room.

Apparently, the window door of the secret room was left unlatched on purpose!

The surrounding area is so quiet that you can hear a pin drop.

The temperature of minus four degrees Celsius, the man in black's forehead even sweat beads. In the dark room, his heartbeat could be heard.

The man in black skillfully opened the safe ...... A few minutes later, a top secret document was turned into a film. As soon as the man in black got it, he immediately jumped out of the window and disappeared into the pale night.

At this time, the Japanese military police captain Yamada was sitting in his office when the phone suddenly rang.

"Yamada-kun, the fish has taken the bait."

A grim smile surfaced on Yamada Masatoshi's face and he ordered, "Pass the order to Operation Group One and Group Two, prepare to depart."

The other side of the phone replied, "Hi!"

Lin Feng, the Japanese interpreter standing next to Yamada Zhengjun, said with a wintry smile, "General Yamada is really the reincarnation of Zhuge Liang."

"Lin Feng, take my car and let's go see a good show!"

Lin Feng had no prior information about this "good show" tonight. But from the phone call just now, he could figure out that the cunning Yamada had thrown down the bait, and the greedy fish had taken the bait!

Lin Feng took off his katana from the wall and respectfully handed it to Yamada. He had been following Yamada for almost a year and knew that this guy had a habit of taking this katana with him whenever he went to war. According to Yamada himself, this katana was given to him by the Emperor of Japan and had been in his hands for two hundred years. The katana sheath is made of tough leather, and the blade is still cold and sharp.

The man in black, Huang Jie, the assassin of the eighth operations group of the Shanghai station of the military junta, hurriedly got into a black car and headed straight for the third pier by the Huangpu River.

One hour later. Pier No. 3.

Xiao Jin was standing at the entrance, waiting anxiously. Seeing Huang Jie and his driver Liu Di return safely, he greeted them with a smile on his face.

"Brother Huang, you guys are finally back. Team leader Wang is already anxious as ants on a hot pot."

Huang Jie glared discontentedly at the man and scolded, "Xiao Jin, what are you nervous about? I'm fine, right?"

The guy named Xiao Jin was criticized, upset, but did not dare to attack. He knew Huang Jie's skills very well. Whether it was marksmanship, or kicking and punching, that was the most powerful character of the eighth group. Tonight he stole information from the Special High Division's confidential room, as if to their own vegetable garden to go back, but also to make people high regard, merit award is inevitable.

Wang Bin took the film from Huang Jie's hand and handed it to spy Ke Shiwen, saying, "This is a Japanese war plan for South China, you send it to Chongqing immediately."

After saying that, Wang Bin personally handed Huang Jie a cup of hot water and said, "Brother Huang, you have made a great achievement. I will definitely ask Boss Dai for permission to claim credit for you! How about a bonus of two hundred yang and a rank promotion?"

Huang Jie embarrassed scratching his head, mouth said a "dare not", end of the cup a gulp of water in the cup finished, a long gasp of air.

The spy Ke Shiwen just finished sending a telegram, Xiao Jin rushed in, lost in thought, shouted: "Wang team leader, we are surrounded! The police and the Japanese military police are all outside."

The disaster came as soon as it was said!

Wang Bin's face turned gloomy and blue. At Pier No. 3, eight members of the eighth operation group of the Shanghai area of the military junta had gathered, plus the spy Ke Shiwen and the group leader Wang Bin, a total of ten people!

A huge aura of danger loomed over, without any prior warning.

Huang Jie is even more full of confusion: "This, how is this possible? Along the way I did not find the tail!"

To say that the enemy was attracted by Huang Jie, Wang Bin did not believe it either. Huang Jie was a patriotic young man who had carried out fourteen major missions since he joined the military intelligence three years ago, without fail. However, at a time like this, how could there be time to think about that?

"Xiao Ke, you quickly destroy all valuable information and blow up the radio station. The rest of you, in teams of two, break out in four directions: southeast, northwest, and southwest! If you can get away with one, it's one. Brothers, the time has come for us to do our duty for the Party and the country!"

The sound of gunfire was as loud as the sound of frying beans. Lin Feng was sitting in Yamada's car, and through the window, he saw the fires and explosions around Pier 3, and his heart was in a mess. By this time, he already knew that the arrests tonight were made by the military junta.

Yamada Masaru was an alcoholic. He put sake specially brought from Japan in a marching jug and sipped it like water, sip by sip. I could tell he was excited!

"Rinpoche-kun, how is this scene tonight?"

Yamada Masaru sipped the sake, his small green bean-like eyes showing a sinister and excited glint.

Lin Feng ingratiatingly flattered, "Yamada-kun, we just need to eradicate all these junta, so that this sky in Shanghai will be clear."

"No, I should say wipe out all the anti-Japanese elements before this piece of China will become the land of the Great Japanese Empire! I believe that sooner or later, the Emperor of the Great Japanese Empire will become the ruler of this land!"

As they spoke, the sound of gunfire gradually thinned out.

Squad Leader Ono Asahi ran over and shouted, "Report General, the battle is over. Group leader Wang Bin was captured alive, and all but one person jumped into the river to escape, and all the others were killed. But ...... Wang Bin has been shot in the abdomen and chest, and I'm afraid he won't last long."

Yamada Masaru face sank, to Ono Asahi yelled: "Enough! Hurry up and take him to the army general hospital, remember, I want him alive!"

Japanese Army General Hospital. First Aid Room.

Wang Bin, who was in a coma, was already on a breathing tube and an oxygen mask. A life-and-death rescue was officially staged for the fate of the Shanghai Station of the Military Intelligence. However, Lin Feng could see that Yamada was very anxious! How could this operation be considered perfect if no one was left alive tonight?

It happened suddenly, and Lin Feng was a bit caught off guard.

As an interpreter, Lin Feng was the mouth and ears of Yamada Masatoshi. And tonight's operation, Yamada did not reveal half a word beforehand, which made Lin Feng smell a hint of danger.

The door of the emergency room creaked open, Saeko took off her mask, nodded to Lin Feng, then turned to Yamada Masatoshi and said, "Captain Yamada, the bullet in the patient's body has been removed, but life and death are unpredictable, so he still needs to be observed in the intensive care unit for some time."

"Ono, you are responsible for arranging security. Remember, there must be no mistakes. Otherwise, military justice!"

Yamada Masaru gave an order to Ono Asahi and led Lin Feng away. Saeko looked at their distant backs with a complicated expression and returned to the lounge reserved for herself.

After waiting for about half an hour, Saeko's phone rang, and it was Lin Feng.

"Miss Saeko, today is your twenty-fifth birthday. You haven't forgotten, have you?"

Since her first year of college, Lin Feng had been accompanying Saeko on her birthday. Today was still half a month away from her birthday. Lin Feng shouldn't remember it wrong.

"Lin Feng-kun, if you want to invite me to dinner, don't make excuses. Okay, time and place, you decide!"

Lin Feng's cheerful laughter came over the phone: "Miss Saeko is still smart. Today at noon, Drunken Immortal Restaurant, see you soon."

Outside the window, the sky was already starting to turn white. She felt very tired and in need of rest, so she agreed to Lin Feng's date and fell asleep.

In this world, about only she knew that Lin Feng was so anxious to see himself, definitely not as simple as having a meal. Could it be that Wang Bin, who was on the verge of death, was Lin Feng's man?

That's not true. From what I got from Yamada Masaru, Wang Bin was the head of the 8th operation group of the Shanghai station of the military junta! Then. Why was Lin Feng so eager to see himself?