Special Warfare Pioneer

Chapter 1

1
In the Martyrs Cemetery, an old man stood in front of the solemn monument.

"Chief, it's very windy here, you'd better put on your windbreaker." The civil servant said he was going to put on a windbreaker for the old man.

The old man pushed him away.

The old man was already blind in his left eye. He was wearing sunglasses and an old [-]-style military uniform.Behind the old man, there are rows of white tombstones.On the tombstones in the front row, the names of martyrs such as Leng Feng, Fujiwara Takeshi, Xiao K, Yanziliu, Butterfly, and Scholar are engraved in turn... Looking at the photos on the tombstones, the old man felt his eyes moisten.

The old man said in a low voice: "Brothers and sisters, I, Chen Yiming, came to see you again! How are you doing over there, are you lonely? Sigh... I come to see you every year at this time, but now I am old and dying , I don’t know if I will be able to see you at this time next year. There are photos of you in the army’s exhibition hall, and there are also introductions to you, which I instructed them to add! Although you went your separate ways later, you are Veterans of this army, the army will never forget you, and the Republic will never forget you either!"

After the old man finished speaking, he looked into the distance resolutely.Gradually, his vision became blurred, and his memory gradually became clearer as the rumbling guns sounded in his ears.

2
In 1942, Nanjing.

Nanjing, which just broke free from the sea of ​​blood, is still under the rule of the Japanese puppet.On the street, the market is noisy, people come and go-cars, horse-drawn carriages, rickshaws, and the bustling flow of people coming and going, so lively.It's just the dazzling Japanese flag flying on a tall building, which makes people feel a chill in this peaceful city!

At this moment, in a narrow alley, a beautiful girl is squatting on the ground and stroking an extremely cute little tabby cat with her white and tender hands; a dozen meters away from the little girl, a girl is half covered by a top hat. The man with an open face was smiling at the little girl with a complicated expression.

There was a cigarette hanging from the man's mouth, and the burning cigarette butt flickered in a slightly dark corner, making one feel ghostly and ethereal.This man is none other than Nakamura Ichiro, the head of the Japanese Nakamura Secret Service stationed in this city.

"Death is the dance of the soul, what blooms is a different kind of flower..."

After Nakamura finished speaking, he waved his hand, and a special agent hiding in the dark beside him slammed the detonator—following the violent explosion, the little girl, together with the kitten beside her and the house behind them, They instantly turned into flames!
Nakamura's eyes radiated an unfathomable light at this moment...

In a gorgeously furnished room, almost at the same time as the explosion just happened, a beautiful woman dragged her naked body into a fragrant pond... In the pond, a similarly naked woman When the middle-aged man saw him, he stared in amazement with his eyes full of lust, and then rushed over with a lewd smile!

However, his movements soon stopped, and the vivid expression on his face suddenly became dull: "Oh...you...you..."

With a soft moan, he twisted his body and fell down.

It turned out that at the moment he rushed over, a sharp dagger had already pierced his heart fiercely.At the other end of the dagger is the hand of a woman opposite who is holding the handle of the knife.

3
One after another, the phone calls rang on Dai Li's desk in the Kuomintang Military Control Bureau.Dai Li looked at the phone on the table, and answered it impatiently: "Hello?...What? Killed?...Ichiro Nakamura sent someone to do it again?...Okay, I get it!"

Dai Li put down the phone angrily, and then kept stomping his feet in the office: "Idiots—it's a bunch of idiots! The money of the party and the state is wasted!"

Mao Renfeng, the assistant standing beside him, saw that the boss was so angry, so he couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Boss, what happened again?"

Dai Li said in a low voice: "Ten minutes ago, our group suffered persecution of two more families and individuals!"

"Oh?" Mao Renfeng couldn't help showing a little fear after hearing this.

Dai Li added: "This Ichiro Nakamura actually brought the assassination to Chongqing! They even assassinated the chief of the military intelligence section of the headquarters! I said, what do you do for food? The group has been doing spy work for so many years, how can you do it?" How could you be so embarrassed by being killed by Nakamura, a boy under 30 years old?! The face of the group has been completely humiliated by us!"

After hearing this, Mao Renfeng couldn't help showing bitterness on his face: "Boss, it's not your fault, it's all due to the ineffectiveness of the subordinates..."

Hearing what Mao Renfeng said, Dai Li couldn't help sighing: "Okay, don't talk about it, brother Qi Shi, tell me what we should do next and how to deal with the old man?"

After hearing this, Mao Renfeng thought for a while, and took a step closer: "Director, there is a saying in humble office, don't know whether to say it or not?"

Dai Li was a little impatient: "Say it."

Mao Renfeng paused: "Nakamura is a newborn calf, young and energetic, and he is determined to open up a new situation in the work of military control. For this reason, he did not hesitate to break the game balance and rules of the Sino-Japanese spy war, using the extreme method of assassination The means to deal with our backbone. On the surface, he is very effective in doing so; but in the long run, this will not hurt our secret intelligence network..."

Mao Renfeng stopped here and looked tentatively at Dai Li's expression.

"Huh?...you continue." After Dai Li finished speaking, he looked at Mao Renfeng attentively.

Mao Renfeng explained: "Because assassinating a spy leader cannot completely eradicate the spy network he controls, we just need to send another leader. Even if he kills the leader of our 100 spy networks, we still have some human beings." To fill this vacancy; the most effective way is to capture or instigate spy leaders, dig out the spy network, or convert it to their use-this is what I am really worried about. Therefore, Nakamura Ichiro came from a family of espionage, so Doing it is really a little childish."

After listening to Mao Renfeng's words, Dai Li couldn't help feeling a lot more relaxed: "Qi Shi, according to you, what should we do next?"

Mao Renfeng looked at Dai Li and smiled triumphantly: "Of course, treat him in his own way."

Dai Li became interested: "Oh?... Tell me about it."

Mao Renfeng raised his eyebrows, and his face immediately became very dark: "Assassination versus assassination, capture the thief first and capture the king—kill Nakamura directly!"

After hearing this, Dai Li's eyes lit up, and then dimmed again: "The method is possible, but although Ichiro Nakamura is young, his methods are vicious. Our people, when they hear Ichiro Nakamura's name, their legs will go limp first. How can there be any more?" The spirit of sacrifice! What's more, over the years, we have so many middle and high-level cadres who defected to No. 76. They are familiar with our group, and they know the existing capable operational agents well. It is difficult to send people to infiltrate Nanjing. Don't say it's an assassination."

After Dai Li finished speaking, he frowned even more; while Mao Renfeng heard it, but suddenly smiled——

Mao Renfeng then added: "Director, have you ever thought about what if we use assassins from outside the group?"

"Assassins outside the group?" Dai Li couldn't help but look at Mao Renfeng in surprise after hearing this, "Hire a professional assassin?...No, no, no, no, no, no, no. Nakamura is not an ordinary target. He is extremely defensive, and he has many masters around him. It will be very difficult. If you miss it, it will become a big joke if we spread the news that our military command hired assassins outside the group to carry out the assassination? This method is absolutely impossible!"

"Director, what you just said is just one of them. In fact, our group has inexhaustible human resources, but they haven't been developed yet..."

"Oh? What are you planning?" Dai Li looked at Mao Renfeng with interest after listening.

Mao Renfeng coughed: "Director, in our concentration camp, there are prisoners who are qualified for the assassination mission, and they can be pulled out at any time. Are you afraid that there are no suitable candidates?"

Dai Li's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he stomped around the room excitedly... After a while, his excited expression dimmed again: "Qi Shi, there are indeed many talented people in the concentration camp, but once they are released, What if he ran away? Or betrayed Nakamura and turned against us?"

Mao Renfeng looked at Dai Li for a while, without saying a word, and then replied confidently: "Director, I have a suitable candidate, do you agree?"

Dai Li was very impatient with this submissiveness: "Say it!"

Mao Renfeng continued: "Actually, you are familiar with this person, that is Chen Yiming."

Dai Li hesitated: "The national army major who is suspected of collaborating with the Communist Party?"

Mao Renfeng continued: "Yes, this person is a hero of the Songhu War of Resistance, and...is from the Northeast!"

"People from the Northeast..." Dai Li paced back and forth, pondering, while subconsciously muttering, "Chen Yiming?...His parents died at the hands of the Japanese Kwantung Army during the September [-]th Incident—he has the same relationship with the Japanese. Outrageous hatred!"

Mao Renfeng: "Yes, Director, this is exactly what Chen Yiming can use most in the assassination of Nakamura!"

"But...but he is in the Communist Party!" Dai Li couldn't help frowning when he said this, "What if we let him out and he goes to the Communist Party?"

After hearing this, Mao Renfeng couldn't help smiling: "Director, I personally handled Chen Yiming's case, and I have a deep understanding of him. I can guarantee that not only will he not run away, but he will also work hard for us. Dry."

Dai Li thought for a moment: "Why?"

Mao Renfeng took a step forward: "Boss, think about it, if he had decided to vote for the Communist Party, then he could have gone with them when he let the Communist Party go without permission, but why didn't he leave?——This shows that , he does not agree with the Communist Party's doctrine, but believes in our Three People's Principles! So I said that a person with a strong opinion like Chen Yiming will not easily follow the Communist Party."

Mao Renfeng's words made Dai Li silent again... After a while, he raised his head and looked at Mao Renfeng: "Well, according to your opinion, we let him out for my use - remember, this matter Things must be kept strictly confidential!"

Mao Renfeng stood at attention and answered: "Yes!"

Dai Li waved: "Come back!"

Mao Renfeng was a little puzzled: "Director, what else can I order?"

Dai Li added word by word: "Listen, as long as Chen Yiming is not trustworthy at all, shoot him immediately!"

4
On the outskirts of Chongqing, there is a magnificent mountain.In the canyon between the mountains, there are dense bushes and exotic flowers and plants, and in the depths of the canyon is the place where the Kuomintang detains political prisoners and other important prisoners, which is called Xifeng Concentration Camp.

On this day, the sun was shining brightly, but the cells in the concentration camp were still dimly lit. As the iron locks were opened, strong light shone in instantly. Chen Yiming, who was curled up in the corner, couldn't open his eyes under the stimulation of the strong sunlight.

The guard greeted: "No. 8728, let the wind go!"

Chen Yiming was tall, with long hair and beard. He struggled to adapt to the sudden light, and walked slowly out the door dragging his heavy shackles.

He came to the door with difficulty, the sunlight outside suddenly seemed extremely glaring, he couldn't help squinting his eyes, and looked around with difficulty.

The blue sky and white sun flags are hung on the watchtowers at the four corners of the wall.At this time, on the playground inside the wall, there were already dozens of political prisoners walking in circles.Chen Yiming did not speak, and silently walked into the line of prisoners who were walking.

At this moment, Mao Renfeng, who came to the concentration camp on purpose, was standing on the tower, watching carefully with a telescope in his hand, accompanied by his confidant Tian Botao.

Tian Botao replied: "Sir, Chen Yiming has been imprisoned in our concentration camp for more than four years. If he is not disabled, he is a disabled person. Do you think he still has the skills he used to?"

Mao Renfeng put down the binoculars at this moment, and smiled with satisfaction: "Have you noticed his eyes?"

"Eyes?" Tian Botao looked at Mao Renfeng puzzled.

"Yes, his eyes." Mao Renfeng turned around and replied confidently, "There is a term in our spy business called 'photographing'."

Tian Botao couldn't understand: "Picture?"

Mao Renfeng still smiled: "Yes, 'Phase'. To observe a person, you must first observe his face, and the most important thing in a face is the eyes - the mouth can lie, but the eyes can't lie. You Looking at Chen Yiming's eyes now, there is still a murderous aura hidden - this is Chen Yiming's face, cold and not to be bullied! This kind of person, unless he enters the coffin, otherwise the murderous aura will not disappear! Well, this is us The person I'm looking for. Tonight, I will meet him!"

5
At night, the concentration camp was silent, except for the searchlights on the watchtower that reported the vitality here, as if everything here was dead.

In the corridor where Chen Yiming was held, there were suddenly loud footsteps and the barking of police dogs.Afterwards, a group of heavily armed military police led the dogs into the corridor.

They walked aggressively, and finally stopped in front of a cell door.

Tian Botao said: "Number 8728!"

Chen Yiming said, "Here."

With a reply, Chen Yiming stood in front of the prison door.

Tian Botao stood outside the door at this time, and took out the verdict with a solemn face: "No. 8728, listen, the verdict of the special military court has come down. According to the verdict of the special military court, you were sentenced to death for the crime of communism. Execute immediately!"

Chen Yiming raised his eyebrows, then smiled wryly and was speechless.

Tian Botao looked at him with some complacency: "Number 8728, do you have anything else to say?"

Chen Yiming looked at Tian Botao angrily, shook his head contemptuously: "Let's go, I have nothing to say!"

Tian Botao ordered: "Take it away!"

Tian Botao waved his hand, and Chen Yiming was dragged into the prison van by several armed police officers.The prison car didn't sound its horn, and drove away with several military vehicles full of military police.

At night, dark and cold.

Inside the prison car, Tian Botao observed Chen Yiming calmly; while Chen Yiming was still calm at this moment.

Tian Botao sighed: "I know, you are a hero in the Songhu War of Resistance."

Chen Yiming glanced at him, but didn't speak.

Tian Botao smiled, and continued: "Accordingly, you are not worthy of death. But I am very sorry, you have to die."

Chen Yiming sighed and turned away.

Tian Botao continued to stare at Chen Yiming: "Before we leave, do you have anything else to say?"

Chen Yiming paused for a while, and finally turned his face back: "Everything is hard to decide. The man did not die on the anti-Japanese battlefield serving the country, but died under the guns of his own people-this is destined to be my personal tragedy. Now, there is nothing more to say gone."

Tian Botao looked at Chen Yiming, and suddenly asked, "Are you... really not afraid of death?"

Chen Yiming was stunned for a moment, and suddenly looked at Tian Botao with a wry smile: "Who is not afraid of death? However, as a soldier, I know that I am going to face death—so, from the day I decided to join the army, I have already regarded myself as a soldier." died."

After Tian Botao heard this, he couldn't help laughing: "Major Chen is indeed a hero! Then today, I will help you."

The car was driving fast, whizzing by.Although the road was bumpy, it didn't slow down at all.

6
The convoy finally stopped at a mysterious location.Following a few commands, the firing squad quickly stood in a row, holding guns.

Chen Yiming was pushed out of the car and almost fell.

Tian Botao stood in front of Chen Yiming calmly: "Chen Yiming, this is the last moment, do you really have nothing to say?"

Chen Yiming looked at the other party and shook his head, dragging his shackles and consciously walked towards where he should be standing, then turned around.

Tian Botao raised his hand: "Get ready."

Tian Botao gave an order, and the execution team immediately raised their guns.Almost at the same time, a guard walked over to blindfold Chen Yiming.

Chen Yiming pushed him away angrily: "No need."

The guard looked back at Tian Botao in embarrassment; Tian Botao waved his hand, and the guard walked back.

In front of Chen Yiming, there were more than a dozen black gun muzzles. Chen Yiming faced the gun muzzles with a calm expression.

Tian Botao waved his hand again: "Raise the gun—"

With the sound of a bullet being loaded, the execution team members began to aim their guns.

"preparation--"

Following Tian Botao's password, Chen Yiming suddenly raised his handcuffed hands: "Long live the Three People's Principles—Long live the Republic of China—"

The execution team members were stunned looking at Chen Yiming, they couldn't help turning their heads and looking at Tian Botao questioningly.

Tian Botao angrily kicked the execution team member closest to him: "Damn, what are you looking at? Have you never seen a person who was shot shouting slogans?"

The team member who was kicked couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Report! I've only seen people shouting Long Live the Communist Party, but never..."

"What are you talking about? Aim for me!" After Tian Botao finished speaking, he kicked the executioner again.

The executioners didn't dare to turn their heads anymore, they all turned their faces and began to aim... Not far behind them, Mao Renfeng stood quietly beside the car, watching attentively.

Tian Botao shouted loudly: "Get ready—shoot!"

Following Tian Botao's password, a row of gunshots rang out... After the gunshots, Chen Yiming didn't move a muscle, but his breathing seemed a little short.

Tian Botao took off his military cap with a smile at this time: "Okay, the show is over...you are kind!"

Only then did Chen Yiming realize that he had turned back from the edge of death, and the sweat on his forehead could not help but flow down.

"Good! Good! Mr. Chen is worthy of being a talent of the party-state, ha..." Mao Renfeng walked over with a smile while talking.

Chen Yiming looked at him without speaking.

Mao Renfeng took Chen Yiming's hand and patted it: "Chen Gaocan, are we meeting again?"

Chen Yiming's face immediately showed obvious displeasure: "Why did you come here with me?"

Mao Renfeng's face immediately became serious: "For the party and country, for the resistance to Japan!"

"Anti-Japanese?" Chen Yiming couldn't help being stunned after hearing this.

"Yes, anti-Japanese." Mao Renfeng said, and waved to the guards behind him, "Open the handcuffs and shackles, and ask Chen Gaocan to go back and talk!"

After Mao Renfeng finished speaking, he walked over and opened the door of the car behind him for Chen Yiming himself: "Chen Gaocan, please!"

Chen Yiming hesitated for a moment, but got into the car anyway, and Mao Renfeng got into the car right away, and the convoy returned in a hurry.

7
In a luxurious villa in the countryside, Mao Renfeng's suspenseful dinner for Chen Yiming is being held.

Mao Renfeng changed his usual seriousness, and stretched out his hand to Chen Yiming with a smile: "Mr. Chen, please, thin wine and mussels are not a respect."

Chen Yiming, who had had his hair cut, looked very capable at this time.He was wearing a clean military uniform, but he felt a little dazed standing in front of the banquet.

Chen Yiming immediately expressed his opinion: "Mr. Mao, since ancient times, he has not been rewarded for his meritorious deeds. This move by Mr. makes the students really feel ashamed!"

"Hey!" Mao Renfeng waved his hands politely after hearing this, "Mr. Chen's words are too polite...Although I am old, I admire Mr. Chen's awe-inspiring atmosphere and loyalty to the party, country and leaders. You and I can throw them away. Regardless of their titles, they are only called brothers, Mr. Chen, please come to the table first, let's talk about wine for a while... Sit, sit, you're welcome!"

Chen Yiming thought for a while, but finally couldn't resist Mao Renfeng's kindness, and sat down.

"Come on, pour the wine!"

(End of this chapter)