Special Warfare Pioneer

Chapter 2

Mao Renfeng gave an order, and the orderly standing aside hurried over to pour the wine.

"Mr. Chen, come on, let's drink this cup before talking...do it!"

After the two drank, the orderly hurried over to fill the glass again.

Mao Renfeng started the conversation with a friendly face while laying dishes on Chen Yiming's plate: "Mr. Chen, I read your relevant materials again earlier. You are a talented student who graduated from the ninth infantry department of the Army Military Academy. You were kindly received by the principal, and you were sent to study in a German military academy that year. Your major was airborne combat command. Two years later, you graduated with No.1 honors. "

Mao Renfeng's words made Chen Yiming feel a little uneasy, he couldn't help moving his buttocks, and looked at Mao Renfeng with a complicated expression.

Mao Renfeng didn't seem to notice Chen Yiming's uneasiness. After drinking a glass of wine, he went on to say, "Later, you were an intern in the German Airborne Forces, during which time you won an Edelweiss Medal—the Edelweiss Medal only awards To the German national warriors who performed well, and you are the first foreigner to receive the Order of Edelweiss!"

Chen Yiming glanced at Mao Renfeng deeply disturbed. He didn't expect Mao Renfeng to know so much about his history!
Mao Renfeng didn't look at him, and continued on his own: "After half a year, you returned to the country, and you were summoned by the principal again, and you were directly awarded the rank of captain of the national army. It can be seen that the principal regards you as the basic force of the national airborne force. You were trained, but at that time there was no condition to form an airborne force, so I temporarily arranged for you to serve as the commander of the secret service company in the No.80 Eighth Division of the National Army."

When Mao Renfeng said this, he kept his eyes on Chen Yiming, and asked with a smile, "Mr. Chen, am I right?"

Chen Yiming's eyelids trembled, and he let out a long sigh: "Mr. Mao, it's hard for you. You have done such a deep homework for me. Chen is very grateful."

"Where, where..." Mao Renfeng smiled and waved his hands, "You are the former anti-Japanese hero of the national army, of course I have to learn more about it. It is recorded in the data that the Battle of Songhu broke out, and you once participated in the battle with the 88th Division During the battle, you led a death squad of 16 people to go deep into the rear of the Japanese army, surprise the Japanese army's front-line headquarters, and killed a regiment leader, completely disrupting the Japanese army's front-line command system.

"Mr. Mao!" Chen Yiming finally couldn't help stopping him, "You told me so much today, what exactly do you want me to do?"

Mao Renfeng didn't answer Chen Yiming's question directly, but changed the subject and continued following his own train of thought: "Unfortunately, the defense of Nanjing is in full swing. You have just been promoted to a major staff officer in advance on the front line, and you are on the way to retreat because He was arrested by us on suspicion of collaborating with the Communist Party, and has been imprisoned ever since.”

"I'm not a member of the Communist Party! You have investigated many times..." Chen Yiming gave Mao Renfeng an unconvinced look.

"But you obstructed the military command and military police from carrying out their official duties, and let go of important figures in the CCP's underground organization—isn't this a felony suspected of communism?" Mao Renfeng also replied very bluntly.

Chen Yiming glanced at him and said nothing more.

Seeing this, Mao Renfeng breathed a sigh of relief: "Of course, we can understand that you were confused for a while, but is this kind of thing what you, a dignified national army major, should do?"

Hearing what Mao Renfeng said, Chen Yiming had no choice but to reply: "I admit that what I did did not match my identity, but I never regret what I did. Please tell me what Mr. Mao wants to do with me."

After Mao Renfeng heard this, he couldn't help laughing happily: "Ha...Major Chen, you misunderstood. If you hold on to your past, there is no need for me to sit with you today."

Chen Yiming felt a little puzzled, and looked at Mao Renfeng suspiciously.

"Come on, let's drink first and then talk." Mao Renfeng immediately raised his glass as a gesture.After the two drank, Mao Renfeng continued, "Currently, the Anti-Japanese War is going on with difficulty, and the government is also employing people, so we want to give Major Chen a chance to make meritorious deeds—"

Hearing what Mao Renfeng said, Chen Yiming stopped talking and looked at Mao Renfeng holding his breath.

"Cough, cough..." Mao Renfeng coughed twice, and then said, "To tell you the truth—Boss Dai and our group value Major Chen's ability and personality, and hope that Major Chen can change his mind and join us In the great cause of anti-Japanese war in the secret battlefield, I don't know what Major Chen wants?"

After hearing Mao Renfeng's words, Chen Yiming felt puzzled: "Your Excellency, you mean... let me be a spy?"

Mao Renfeng smiled disapprovingly: "Major Chen is wrong...a spy is just a name for outsiders, but according to the habits of our professionals...special staff, that is-a secret agent."

When Chen Yiming heard this, he couldn't help but smiled contemptuously: "Hmph, in a sense, they are all people who can't see the light."

Regarding Chen Yiming's words, Mao Renfeng did not take it seriously: "Whether you see the sun or not, it is just a difference in the way you work, and it doesn't mean anything...Although we live in darkness, we are protecting the nation, the government, and the leaders. A true unsung hero—isn't that a sublime profession?"

Chen Yiming didn't answer, but still smiled contemptuously.

Mao Renfeng went on to say: "Spies are actually just a way of fighting, and there is no distinction between noble and base. Moreover, this kind of occupation has long existed not only in our dynasty, but in all dynasties, and it is indispensable... Chen The major is familiar with military books and is proficient in strategy and tactics. I think I don’t need to enlighten you again? Besides, do you dare to say that you never received intelligence support from our group when you were on the front line in Songhu? Hehe, let alone you are a spy Company commander, reconnaissance staff officer, you should be very clear about the importance of intelligence."

Chen Yiming was speechless for a while, so he had to listen silently.

"Major Chen, for you, there are currently only two paths—"

After hearing this, Chen Yiming couldn't help raising his head attentively: "Please tell me."

"First, participate in the work of our group, become a member of our group..."

Chen Yiming was stunned, and couldn't help asking: "Then what about the second one?"

"Secondly, rotten to death in a concentration camp!"

After Mao Renfeng finished speaking, his face was full of coldness.The corner of Chen Yiming's mouth couldn't help twitching.

"Hehe..." Mao Renfeng smiled coldly, "Major Chen, think about it, which way are you going to go?"

Chen Yiming hesitated for a moment, then replied coldly: "I'm not a spy."

"Oh?..." Mao Renfeng's smile stopped immediately.

Chen Yiming stood up immediately: "Mr. Mao, I thank Boss Dai and your organization for their love for me. However, Yimingzhi is not in spy work. Because my father taught Yiming since he was a child that he should be open and bright in his life, and don't be mediocre. So, please ask Mr. Mao to send me back to the cell."

After Chen Yiming finished speaking, he walked out, but Mao Renfeng called to him: "Leave after dinner, it's not too late."

Looking at the table full of food, Chen Yiming shook his head: "No, I always think of the brothers who died in the 88th division...I can't eat it."

After Chen Yiming finished speaking, he walked out again, and Mao Renfeng had no choice but to raise his hand to see off the guests.

Mao Renfeng pretended to be sorry and said: "Well, a gentleman does not force others to make things difficult--forgive me not to send him away."

Mao Renfeng didn't move for half a step, watching Chen Yiming go out.

As soon as Chen Yiming left, Tian Botao, Mao Renfeng's subordinate, walked in.

Tian Botao asked: "Mr. Mao, he is so shameless, I will teach him a lesson!"

Mao Renfeng hurriedly stopped him: "No! The three armies can win the commander, but the common man can't win the ambition. It's useless for you to go... Besides, Chen Yiming is not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, let alone any physical suffering—for so many years , don't you understand?"

Tian Botao was reprimanded by Mao Renfeng, and he didn't dare to bring up the previous remarks, so he quickly changed his mind: "How about... let's change someone else?"

Mao Renfeng still shook his head, and couldn't help muttering: "Shun, don't be overjoyed! Rebellious, don't be discouraged! Be safe, don't be extravagant! Dangerous, don't be frightened! Those who have thunder in their chest and face like a flat lake can worship the general. !"

Tian Botao looked at his boss, his eyes froze.

Mao Renfeng turned around, and finally looked at Tian Botao and smiled: "He is the person we are looking for! Don't worry, I have my own way."

8
In the morning, the bright sun shines on the walls of the cell.In the cell, Chen Yiming, who had just woken up, was leaning against the wall and thinking.Suddenly, a bundle of newspapers was thrown in through the food delivery port of the cell door, and Chen Yiming turned his head unconsciously.

The guard greeted: "Here, starting today, you can read the newspaper."

After the guard finished speaking, he turned and left. Chen Yiming ran to the door excitedly and picked up the newspaper that had been thrown on the ground.A group of photos exposing the atrocities committed by the Japanese invaders quickly attracted him - in the photos, the cruelty of the Japanese invaders torturing Chinese soldiers and residents was outrageous!Chen Yiming looked at it, and the veins on his head burst out!

Chen Yiming cursed in a low voice: "Damn it, these bastards are not raised by humans!"

While cursing, Chen Yiming trembled all over... After looking at it, he finally couldn't help it anymore, raised his fist and knocked violently on the door!
Chen Yiming was almost insane: "Come here! Come here... I want to see your chief!"

The two guards ran over when they heard the sound, and they couldn't help cursing viciously: "What are you knocking on? What are you doing to death?!"

Chen Yiming shouted loudly: "Let me out, I want to see your chief! I want to see your chief!"

As Chen Yiming said, he stared majestically at the two guards outside the door.Perhaps because of Chen Yiming's power, the two guards didn't dare to say anything after seeing them——

"Wait, we'll report to you."

After the guard finished speaking and left, Chen Yiming began to calm down slowly.

9
It was a sunny day with no clouds in the sky.On the roof platform of a country house, Mao Renfeng in pajamas is concentrating on Tai Chi.

After waiting for a while, Tian Botao walked over gently: "Mr. Mao, Chen Yiming wants to see you."

After hearing this, Mao Renfeng closed his posture and smiled: "Chen Yiming wants to see me? - Am I the one he can see if he wants to?"

After hearing this, Tian Botao couldn't help being stunned: "Mr. Mao, didn't you say..."

"Hehe..." Mao Renfeng smiled smugly after hearing this, "This fish hasn't been stewed enough, and the fish bones can be separated from the meat only when it's stewed, so that it won't stick to your mouth when you eat it."

Tian Botao quickly understood Shangfeng's meaning, and couldn't help nodding and smiling: "I understand! I'll ask you for instructions when it's time for the fish to be stewed."

After Tian Botao finished speaking, he turned and left.

Mao Renfeng reached out to pick up a cup of tea from the coffee table beside him, and took a sip.

After the record was played, the rhythm of Sipi Erhuang sounded in the gramophone: "I am sitting at the top of the city and looking at the mountain scenery..."

It was almost noon, and Chen Yiming was already a little tired from shouting non-stop. He sat weakly in the corner of the cell and panted heavily.At this moment, Tian Botao appeared at the door of the cell.

Chen Yiming: "I...I want to see Mao Renfeng!"

Tian Botao looked at Chen Yiming, and smiled cunningly: "You want to see Mr. Mao? Hehe, is Mr. Mao the one you can see whenever you want? Don't worry, just wait slowly... Besides, you have to see Mr. Mao if you want to see him." There are some explanations, otherwise, how can we report to you?"

After hearing this, Chen Yiming thought about it, and suddenly stretched out a hand: "Please give me a piece of paper—I want rice paper, a bigger one."

Tian Botao didn't know, so he went in: "What are you doing?"

Chen Yiming replied: "I want to write a few words to Mr. Mao..."

Tian Botao rolled his eyes, and finally shook his head to his subordinates who were following him: "Go, get him a pen and paper."

The subordinate ran away, and then ran back quickly, and handed in some rice paper, brushes, and ink.

Chen Yiming didn't speak, took the paper, pen and ink, and spread the rice paper on the ground.He didn't take a brush or dip it in ink, but he bit his index finger and wrote a few words on the rice paper with the blood oozing from his finger. Tian Botao and his subordinates standing behind him couldn't help but stare wide-eyed when they saw it!
The rice paper with blood characters was quickly delivered to Mao Renfeng——

Mao Renfeng read: "An inch of mountains and rivers, an inch of blood..."

After seeing it, Mao Renfeng shuddered, and was immediately stunned: "Oh...if all the soldiers of the party-state were like Chen Yiming, the situation wouldn't be so miserable."

Tian Botao's face was full of reverence at the moment: "Sir, do you want to see him?"

"See you, of course I will see you right away!" Mao Renfeng waved his hand immediately without even thinking about it.

Tian Botao replied, "Then...shall I bring him here?"

Mao Renfeng stopped him and said, "No, take him to the shooting range, I'll wait for him there."

Tian Botao felt that this move was a bit too flattering to Chen Yiming: "A shooting range?"

Mao Renfeng would never let go of this opportunity to buy people's hearts: "Yes, it's the shooting range."

10
In the mountain shooting range, with the crisp sound of gunshots, a piece of target paper near the foot of the mountain had a few sporadic bullet marks.Mao Renfeng put down the smoking pistol and shook his head dissatisfied.

Tian Botao: "Target reporter, report target!"

Following Tian Botao's shout, the target reporter hiding in the distance quickly jumped out of the ditch, and after a while, the number was reported——

The target announcer shouted in the distance: "58 rings!"

After hearing this, Tian Botao couldn't help applauding: "Good marksmanship! Mr. Mao is indeed a good marksmanship!"

After Mao Renfeng heard this, he couldn't help but smiled wryly: "What good marksmanship? - 10 bullets scored 58 points, and he didn't even pass the mark. He said he was good marksmanship - he couldn't even shoot flattery!"

After Tian Botao heard this, embarrassment immediately appeared on his face: "Mr. Mao, it was only a little bit close, let's come again... come again."

Mao Renfeng had already lost interest at this time: "Forget it, let's wait for the protagonist to come..."

Before Mao Renfeng finished speaking, the horn of a jeep came from a distance... After a while, a jeep drove over quickly and stopped near the shooting range.The car door opened, and Chen Yiming dragged his shackles and handcuffs, and got out of the car under the escort of two guards.

Mao Renfeng looked at Chen Yiming who was walking slowly with interest, and ordered the guards standing not far behind him: "Shackle him."

The guard responded, "Yes!"

Hearing the sound, two guards walked over and took off the handcuffs and shackles for Chen Yiming.

Only then did Mao Renfeng say: "Major Chen, do you want to see me?"

Chen Yiming: "Yes, Mr. Mao, I have something to tell you."

Mr. Mao did not answer Chen Yiming, but turned around and looked at the weapons placed on the long table behind him: "Major Chen, haven't you touched this thing for a few years? Do you want to play with it?"

Chen Yiming's eyes lit up immediately after hearing this: "Yes! If Mr. Mao allows..."

(End of this chapter)