Four days later, the headquarters of the Military Intelligence Bureau began to leave Wuhan, and Ning Zhiheng's Second Action Division was also on the third batch of evacuation list.

Seven days later, on the morning of the same day, Ning Zhiheng gave the order for the Second Operations Division to set off.

Ning Zhiheng stood beside the car, his face grave as he watched the long convoy drive out of headquarters. After a long while, he sighed softly and said, "We'll be back here sooner or later!"

After saying that, he turned to Miao Yongyi, who was dressed in plain clothes, and said, "Yongyi, I'll go first. Stay here and be careful. Let me know as soon as possible so I can rest easy!"

Miao Yongyi nodded and said, "Understood. Don't worry, I will keep a close eye on Miyahara Ryohei. Perhaps we will meet soon."

"This is the emergency contact point for the Kuomintang station stationed in Wuhan. If there is any news, please pass it on to me immediately and write it down now!" Ning Zhiheng handed the note to Miao Yongyi.

Miao Yongyi took it and looked at it carefully. He had a good memory and memorized the address and code on it. After reciting it several times, he returned the note to Ning Zhiheng.

“I’ve written it down!” Miao Yongyi said.

Take care!

"The same to you!"

Ning Zhiheng nodded, extended his hand, and the two brothers shook hands in farewell. He turned and got into the car, which started and, escorted by a group of guards, left Wuhan.

Miao Yongyi waved goodbye and watched Ning Zhiheng's car disappear from sight before turning and leaving.

After a long and winding journey, Ning Zhiheng finally led his troops to Chongqing, a major city in western China, ten days later.

The closer Ning Zhiheng got to Chongqing, the more eager he became. His family and teachers were in this city, and after such a long separation, he was looking forward to reuniting with them.

The placement work in the Operations Department was very complicated, requiring a lot of time and energy to handle various matters. However, Ning Zhiheng did not concern himself with these trivial matters and left them all to Wei Liangbi.

After arriving in Chongqing, Ning Zhiheng quickly packed his things and headed straight to Shapingba District.

Sitting in the car, Ning Zhiheng looked out at the bustling streets and couldn't help but feel a little surprised. The city's appearance was nothing like that of a border town.

Chongqing has always been an important city in western China, nestled in the Sichuan Basin at the confluence of the Yangtze and Jialing Rivers. With convenient transportation and a strategically important location that is easy to defend and difficult to attack, it has always been the political and economic center of Sichuan. Successive Sichuan leaders have spared no effort in the infrastructure construction of Chongqing, making the city the leading city in Sichuan Province.

Especially in recent years, with its rapid development, Chongqing, as the temporary capital of the government and the location of the Nationalist government, has taken another step forward in just a few years, completely changing its appearance.

A large number of people and capital flocked to this place. Not only government officials, but also celebrities from all walks of life, news agencies, cultural groups, and schools from all over the country moved to Chongqing. Well-known professors and scholars from all over the country also gathered in the mountain city. Various large buildings sprang up one after another, making this ancient city of Chongqing exude amazing charm.

As the war dragged on, Chongqing, after becoming the "wartime capital," also became the political, military, economic, and cultural center of China's rear area during the War of Resistance against Japan.

The car soon arrived at a main street. The street was wide and lined with shops on both sides, making it look particularly lively and bustling.

After a short while, the vehicles turned onto a side road and stopped in front of a brand-new mansion. The entire residence was very large, with high walls made of blue bricks and red tiles, a wide metal gate, and four glazed lanterns arranged side by side. This was the Ning family's newly built residence in Chongqing.

Sun Jiacheng opened the car door for Ning Zhiheng. Ning Zhiheng got out of the car and looked at the house. He couldn't help but feel excited. He waved to stop Sun Jiacheng from knocking on the door and walked forward himself, gently knocking on the door knocker.

Ning Zhiheng knocked on the door knocker, and soon footsteps sounded inside. The small door next to it opened, and Uncle Xia, the old doorman of the Ning family, poked his body out and saw Ning Zhiheng at a glance.

"Second Young Master, it's you back!" Uncle Shrimp could hardly believe his eyes.

The second young master of the Ning family is the pillar and backbone of the entire family. Ever since they parted ways in Hangzhou and came to the unfamiliar city of Chongqing, the whole family has been hoping day and night that the second young master could come to Chongqing for a reunion. Unexpectedly, today their wish has finally come true.

He stepped forward and grabbed Ning Zhiheng's hand, exclaiming happily, "Second Young Master, we've finally got you back!"

Ning Zhiheng was also very happy to see Uncle Xia, and said with a smile, "Yes, you're finally back. I hope everyone at home is well!"

"Okay, all is well!" Uncle Shrimp replied hastily.

He turned around and immediately opened the door, then shouted loudly, "The second young master is back! The second young master is back!"

The noise quickly alerted everyone in the courtyard, and the once quiet residence suddenly became lively as family members rushed out of their rooms.

As soon as Ning Zhiheng entered the compound, his mother, Sang Su'e, was the first to come out to greet him, followed by his younger sister, Ning Zhen.

"Mother, I'm back!"

Ning Zhiheng uttered a sentence softly, which immediately brought tears to Sang Su'e's eyes. She stepped forward and grabbed Ning Zhiheng's hand, complaining, "You child, didn't you say you would come to Chongqing to meet us in six months? How much time has passed? There's war going on everywhere, and the whole family is worried sick about you. How can you be so inconsiderate?"

Hearing his mother's words, Ning Zhiheng quickly reassured her, "I know, I know, I'm sorry to have worried you. But don't worry, I don't have to be on the front lines. What danger could I possibly be sitting in my office!"

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