"Yes, stationmaster! I will do my best!" Hou Weizhao had no choice but to agree repeatedly.
Inside a safe house in the Shanghai International Settlement, Xu Yongchang, who had successfully completed his assassination mission, was anxiously waiting in the living room.
Last night, he left the Fu family and came directly to this safe house. This safe house was specially arranged for him by Huo Yueze, who said that once the mission was completed, he should immediately go into hiding here and wait for the next instructions from the intelligence station.
At that moment, there was a rhythmic knocking at the door. Xu Yongchang quickly reached for his waist, listened carefully, and realized that it was one of his own men coming to his door.
He quickly stepped forward and opened the door. At that moment, Huo Yueze, the head of the intelligence department, stepped in first.
"Director Huo!" Xu Yongchang immediately stood at attention and saluted.
Huo Yueze nodded slightly, took two steps forward and stepped aside to let a young man behind him pass.
Xu Yongchang looked up and was immediately startled, straightening his posture instantly.
"Station Chief Ning!"
The young man who appeared later was Ning Zhiheng, the deputy director of the Shanghai Military Intelligence Station.
Ning Zhiheng was taken aback. He hadn't expected that Xu Yongchang would recognize him at first glance. It seemed that he was an old acquaintance.
He glanced at Xu Yongchang, smiled and nodded, then walked straight to the middle of the living room and sat down on the sofa, with Huo Yueze standing quietly beside him.
Xu Yongchang turned around and closed the door tightly, then quickly followed to the living room and saluted again.
Ning Zhiheng was very satisfied with his performance. Xu Yongchang had not been in the army for long, but his military salute was very standard, which showed that he had put in a lot of effort. This showed that Xu Yongchang cherished his military identity and had a strong sense of mission.
His eyes shone brightly, and after staring at Xu Yongchang for a long time, just as Xu Yongchang was feeling nervous and uneasy, he suddenly asked, "Do you recognize me?"
Xu Yongchang immediately bowed and replied, "I met you once half a year ago at the drill ground of the camp in Nanshi. At that time, you had just taken over as the captain of the Special Agent Brigade. I still remember it vividly!"
Ning Zhiheng's eyes dimmed, and he couldn't help but slap the armrest of the sofa with one hand, saying with emotion, "Half a year has passed in a flash. It's fate that we can meet again today, but many of those brothers from back then will never be seen again!"
Speaking of this, he couldn't help but think of Zhu Weihua, the commander of the Fifth Detachment, a lieutenant colonel with broad shoulders and a cheerful smile.
When the two were heading to their respective battlefields, Zhu Weihua, who was about to go to the Jiangbei battlefield, did not think about increasing his own troops and replenishing his strength. Instead, he put the overall situation first and handed over two hundred young students under his command to Ning Zhiheng. This was so that he could preserve some seeds for the future of the country and leave behind some pillars of society. His character and conduct were noble and virtuous, which made people feel awe.
After Ning Zhiheng returned from the Pudong battlefield, the two went back to Nanshi and met briefly. Zhu Weihua died heroically in the battle to defend Nanshi.
Although the two did not spend much time together, Ning Zhiheng always held Zhu Weihua in high esteem and was often secretly saddened by Zhu Weihua's willingness to sacrifice himself.
Seeing Xu Yongchang today filled me with sadness and countless emotions. He asked softly, "Were you there when your Captain Zhu sacrificed his life?"
Xu Yongchang frowned, his heart heavy. Recalling the scene, he said in a low voice, "I was right beside the detachment commander when he sacrificed himself. It was the last day of the defensive battle. We held out for three days and three nights. All the brothers around us were wiped out, leaving less than a hundred men. We were forced into a building in the northernmost part of Nanshi, which was our last position. The Japanese artillery fire became more and more intense, and we ran out of bullets. In the end, the detachment commander was trapped under a collapsing pillar, and no one could lift him out. At that time, the Japanese were getting closer and closer. The detachment commander said that our mission of covering the main force had been completed and ordered us to retreat back to the concession. But the brothers were unwilling to abandon him and insisted on not retreating. He had no choice but to shoot himself in the temple and take his own life!"
As soon as he uttered those last words, Ning Zhiheng felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if a huge rock was pressing on his chest, leaving him speechless for a long time. He knew that Zhu Weihua had died in battle in Nanshi, but he did not know that Zhu Weihua was ultimately forced to commit suicide, sacrificing himself so tragically!
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