Text 042 found insider?? Gao Zhihang wanted the three to go to his dormitory, Chen Nade said: "Let's go to my place instead. / The fastest search network/map has everything. Anyway, I have a car here."

  The three rushed straight to Chen Nade's air force command center.

  "What news is it?" asked Gao Zhihang as soon as he entered the command center.

  Old Wang said: "I knew that one day Japanese planes would come to bomb, and there were specific numbers of planes, fighter escorts configuration."

  "He said, 'Really.'"

  Old Wang nodded and pulled the two men to the map, saying: "From the information we received from the inside line, we know that the Japanese bomber formation is now at Wuhu Airport."

  Chennault nodded after the interpreter had translated the information and said, "We know that. The bomber formations that attacked Wuhan basically took off from there."

  Old Wang nodded and said: "April 29th is the birthday of Japanese Emperor Hirohito, the Japanese military decided to give the emperor a victory celebration with a victorious battle. So this victory comes from an air raid."

  The two of them knew that Old Wang was about to get to the important part and listened attentively.

  "The Japanese army is preparing to mobilize forty heavy bombers, accompanied by thirty fighter planes."

  "Gao Zhihang let out a mouthful of air and said: 'My mother, it's really a big deal.'"

  "And besides, I knew the Japanese Army had only one round-trip of gasoline."

  Gao Zhihang was thrilled after hearing this and said: "This time the Japanese Emperor's birthday will not be celebrated well."

  Then Chen Nade spoke up.

  "You two shouldn't be so happy yet, even if we have intelligence, we need to have planes in our hands!"

  Gao Zhihang was taken aback, and Old Wang suddenly realized: "Now the only planes in Wuhan are those of the Soviets, right?"

  Chen Nard nodded awkwardly.

  "You must get along with the commander of the Soviet air fleet stationed in Wuhan, Scherbakov. He has approved your plan, but my reminder to you is that this Soviet man is very stubborn."

  Old Wang secretly smiled: The tactical movements of the Soviet Union are definitely not as sloppy as yours in the United States. They have strong organizational and disciplinary capabilities.

  "It doesn't matter, we'll go meet this Soviet commander tomorrow morning. I don't believe he has three heads and six arms either. But let's come up with a decent plan among ourselves. When the time comes and they ask us how to use our planes, it wouldn't be too polite if we're still thinking about it then!"

  Gao Zhi thought for a moment and said: "To win a big victory, your intelligence is crucial. The Japanese army's gasoline is not enough. Bombing has more symbolic significance than actual significance."

  Chen Nade said: "The possibility of annihilating dozens of fighter planes is not great. Although the performance of the Soviet I-15 and I-16 is stronger than that of the Japanese aircraft, the gap is not large. According to my understanding, there are only about 30 combat-worthy aircraft in the Soviet army, which is roughly equal to the number of Japanese fighter formations. If we resist directly, the Japanese can simply have their bomber formations separate from their fighter formations. The fighters will entangle us, and the bombers will drop bombs and run away."

  Old Wang said in English: "Like this. The bombers and fighters are separated, aren't they? If we intercept them on their way back."

  "Are you saying..." Chen Nade hastily walked to the map. Gao Zhihang didn't understand what they were talking about, and Old Wang said: "My intention is to harass their fighter planes on the way the enemy planes come. Wait for them to fly over Wuhan's sky and call in the fighter planes. Make a big show in front of all the citizens of Wuhan."

  Chennault shook his head and said: "The Japanese commander wouldn't do that. He should know we have planes on the ground."

  Old Wang sneered and said: "He doesn't believe us, we'll make him believe. The Japanese all have the habit of underestimating their enemies."

  The two of them looked at Old Wang in dismay. Old Wang thought to himself, "This was your idea in the first place, now I'm just taking over."

  "If we get the consent of the Soviet commander, tomorrow we will use the purpose of protecting Chongqing to transfer 30 aircraft from Hankou Airport to Chongqing. Then I will pass this message on to the Japanese side through the Japanese spies in my control. Do you think the Japanese commander will still be foolish enough to bomb Chongqing after grasping this information?"

  "Those planes are flying back under cover of night," said Gao Zhihang with a nod. "That way, the Japanese will be easily deceived."

  Chen Nade listened and nodded repeatedly.

  Old Wang said, "This time I'll take care of the Japanese spies. I will definitely make the Japanese believe that there are no longer any intact air force units in Wuhan, China. However, I still need to trouble you two to deal with that Soviet instructor."

  Gao Zhihang looked at Chen Nade and said: "I'm new here and not familiar with the place, so I'll have to leave it to Chen Nade."

  Chen Nade said, "I understand this Soviet guy. Although we often have conflicts due to different ideologies, as soon as you mention fighting, he can jump out of bed immediately. You can rest assured and leave this matter to me!"

  Old Wang instructed: "This is the most critical place to keep confidential. If it leaks out, all previous efforts will be in vain. Therefore, it's necessary to take necessary measures against informed pilots."

  Chen Nard nodded, and after discussing some details, the three of them bid each other farewell and went their separate ways.

  Old Wang returned to his dormitory and slept beautifully for a while. The next day he woke up and went straight to find Dai Li.

  "Boss, how should we handle this matter?"

  Dai Li thought for a moment and said: "To make this work, we need to make the Japanese believe that relying solely on intelligence is not enough. We need to come up with a three-dimensional plan."

  Old Wang was stunned as soon as he heard it. As a 21st-century talent, he really didn't understand what the other person meant.

  Dai Li also felt that it was too profound and explained to Old Wang: "Our intelligence work is very important, sometimes a piece of information needs to be confirmed through many channels. If we want the other party to receive false intelligence, we must design several routes. Let me think about it! How can this be done."

  He thought for a moment, then said: "Alright, I'll give you three options. First, I'll have the Chongqing attendant's room send a telegram to fly a plane to Chongqing. Second, don't worry about it, I estimate that the spies lurking around the airport will pass on the news of the plane flying away to the Japanese side. It's up to you how you sneak back. Third, I want you to find someone. His name is Yoshino Ryosuke! He's a die-hard militarist. This kind of person can't be turned. However, you can get close to him. He's in charge of intelligence work for the Japanese military in the Wuhan area. All I can tell you is where he lives. As for how to deal with him, that's up to you."

  Lao Wang thought for a moment and said: "Then I also want to know this guy's daily routine."

  Dai Li said, "No problem, you go to the address on this paper and find this guy, he will tell you everything he knows. Don't say I didn't warn you not to wear your military uniform. Just wear what you used to wear in Shanghai."

  Old Wang thought to himself: "This person's situation is also not much better."

  Old Wang followed the address on the paper and went down.

  He lives in Huajie Lane. Old Wang walked into the alley, where all the prostitutes were dressed up and flirting with him, but he didn't want to go back to being a beggar. So he put on some middle-class clothes and walked into the alley, where he was pulled and dragged by the prostitutes. And there's something on his body too. Old Wang shouted: "I'm looking for someone, I'm looking for someone."

  A heavily made-up woman with a thick layer of rouge on her face said, "You're looking for someone in this alley, huh? That's just asking for trouble."

  Old Wang was already at his wit's end from being pulled around. He shouted: "Huang Wanjie, someone is looking for you! Someone is looking for you!"

  At this time, a man walked out of the brothel, Old Wang, and laughed as soon as he saw him, recognizing him.

  That person looked at Old Wang and was stunned for a long time before saying: "Isn't this Old Wang?"

  The newcomer was the scar-faced man who had collected protection fees from Old Wang a few months ago.

  "What are you doing here, still using this name?"

  Lao Wang didn't know whether Huang Wanjie was originally this name or changed it after arriving in Wuhan. Since Dai Li called himself to find him, he must have had contact with the intelligence department. It's common for people doing intelligence work to change their names and surnames.

  Scar said: "In the past in Shanghai, the name Scar still had some use, after coming out I changed back to my real name."

  Old Wang looked around and said: "Is there a place where we can talk?"

  "It can't compare to Shanghai, but it's still relatively quiet inside."

  The two of them walked into the inner room, which was old and shabby but still relatively clean.

  Old Wang said: "Is older brother still doing his old business now?"

  Dào bāo gave Lǎo Wáng a cup of tea. He was completely different from the arrogant and domineering attitude he had in Shanghai.

  "Others have rules in Wuhan, when I enter their territory, I can no longer collect protection fees. Now I'm doing the dirty work of a turtle spirit in this brothel."

  Old Wang slapped the note his agent had given him on the table and said: "You're not just doing this, are you?!"

  Dāo Bā saw the note on the table and laughed: "So it seems we're on the same side now."

  Old Wang nodded.

  "Back when I first entered the underworld, I was probably around your age. The Dai Li I knew back then wasn't as powerful as he is now - just a small clerk in the central office. We were being chased by another gang of thugs hired by someone else on the streets, and it just so happened that we had some old scores to settle with those thugs. So we went up and gave them a good beating. That's how we met our boss."

  Lao Wang asked: "Did you join the Military Bureau afterwards?"

  "Back then, there was no such term, and this wasn't even established as a new special agency yet. At that time, I just felt that being an underworld figure hadn't developed. Dai Li pointed out a path for me to follow, which was to help the government do things. This is also why after Shanghai fell, I didn't continue to stay in Shanghai."

  "Do you know Yoshino Ryosuke?"

  "Talk about understanding, it's just surveillance. Every day his activity range, the people he sees."

  Lao Wang fiddled with the paper strip in his hand, thought for a moment, and finally decided to lay everything out to Dao Hen just saying: "I have some fake intelligence now, do you have any way to make Yoshino Ryosuke deeply believe this intelligence?"

  Scar laughed and said, "Now there really is such a person. And this person has something in our hands. This person's surname is Tian, who studied in Japan in his early years. He married a Japanese wife back home. In Japan, he was targeted by Japanese spies and became a Japanese spy under the coercion and temptation of his wife. After returning to China, he indulged in drinking and gambling, and as a result, he owed me a lot of money at the gambling table.