Ning Zhiheng thought it over and over and felt it was worth the job. He asked You Laoliu, "Can you find out what goods are in these warehouses? It would be best if they contained medicine. We have limited manpower and can't act blindly."
You Laoliu immediately nodded and said, "Leave this matter to me. I will send someone across the Huangpu River to contact our gang in Pudong. The dockworkers there are all our people. They know what goods are loaded and unloaded in each warehouse. I will get back to you as soon as I have found out."
Ning Zhiheng nodded in agreement, saying, "Okay, you need to hurry up, but don't just inquire about the medicine. It would be best if you could find out the situation of each warehouse. We can take back any supplies that are useful to us."
At this point, he said meaningfully to You Laoliu, "Laoliu, I only need medicine to treat the wounded; you can handle the rest of the supplies."
Ning Zhiheng's meaning was quite clear, and You Laoliu immediately understood. He was putting in so much effort, coordinating everything, not only to contribute to the war effort but also to secure some personal gain—wasn't that a win-win situation?
In fact, he had already set his sights on these warehouses in Pudong, but he was willing but unable to do so, and he was unable to solve the difficulties involved.
He was unable to retrieve the supplies from the warehouse under the noses of the Nationalist army, nor could he guarantee that the supplies would not be attacked by Japanese plainclothes officers during transportation. His only ability was to transport the supplies across the Huangpu River.
In fact, when Ji Hongyi approached him, saying he was asking for medicine for the captain of the special operations brigade, You Laoliu immediately thought of this and realized that he could use the military's resources to accomplish this.
So without hesitation, he contributed his treasured life-saving medicine. Sure enough, hard work pays off, and now that his goal has been achieved, he and Ning Zhiheng hit it off immediately after talking.
Once Ning Zhiheng has transported the supplies across the Huangpu River, what to do with the supplies other than medicine will still be up to him, the local bigwig. Currently, the International Settlement and the French Concession are surrounded by the armies of both sides due to the two-month war, and supplies in the concessions are extremely scarce. As long as he transports these supplies into the concessions, even if he only earns the benefit of passing through them, the profit will be extremely substantial.
You Laoliu was overjoyed and could no longer sit still. He hurriedly left to do the preparations.
Ning Zhiheng was also preparing to find a way to go to Pudong. Ideally, he would come up with a good excuse to mobilize the special agent brigade. Of course, if that didn't work, he would simply issue a false military order and use the excuse of transferring supplies to lead people across the river. As long as the plan was meticulous and the action was fast enough, this operation could be completely successful.
Ning Zhiheng has never been bound by rules and regulations, and he will stop at nothing to achieve his goals. In Nanshi, medicine is scarce and wounded soldiers die every day. He will never let these brave soldiers lose their lives because of any concerns he may have.
Besides, soon no one will pay attention to him, a mere major, so this is the time for him to make all the necessary preparations.
Just as he was pondering this in his mind, Zhu Weihua strode in. Upon seeing Ning Zhiheng, he quickly said, "Zhiheng, Brigade Commander Zhang of the Nanshi Garrison has notified us to go to the garrison command post."
Ning Zhiheng quickly got up and went out, driving with Zhu Weihua to the command post. The garrison in the southern part of the city was the 165th Brigade of the Eighth Group Army, commanded by Major General Zhang Jianglang.
The two men entered the command post and requested to see Zhang Jianglang. Soon, an adjutant led them into a spacious office. In the middle of the office was a large sand table, and two topographic maps were hanging on the wall. Behind the large desk sat a major general, who was none other than Commander Zhang Jianglang.
"Reporting, Zhu Weihua from the Fifth Detachment of the Jiangsu-Zhejiang Special Operations Team and Ning Zhiheng from the Special Service Brigade are here to report!"
Zhang Jianglang nodded politely as the two men entered, inviting them to sit down. After all, these were members of the Military Intelligence Investigation Department, and their backgrounds were not simple, so Zhang Jianglang was still somewhat wary.
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