Ning Zhiheng was overjoyed and quickly agreed, saying, "Please rest assured, Chief, I will act with caution and will not make any mistakes!"
Ning Zhiheng was naturally quite confident about the Pudong warehouse, because he knew that the Japanese had used the Battle of Shanghai to force Britain and the United States to cede half of their concessions. Four years later, Britain and the United States were forced to give up all their concessions. During this period, the Japanese were extremely domineering, and British and American merchants had no ability to take back the Pudong warehouses. They could only let the Japanese accept them, so there was no question of holding them accountable. Now that they had the warehouses, they were making a profit. As long as no one on the Chinese side deliberately caused trouble, everything would be fine.
Now that he had found the Director to endorse him, in the following years, the Director took advantage of the War of Resistance to launch military campaigns and his power expanded rapidly. As long as he didn't cause trouble for others, no one would dare to provoke him. This is why Ning Zhiheng, even though he was relying on the Baoding faction, did not dare to be negligent in the slightest towards the Director, his superior.
Finally, everything was agreed upon. After a day of rest, the members of the special operations team would leave Nanshi with the director the next day to head to their respective battlefields.
Ning Zhiheng's core subordinates, including Huo Yueze and Sun Jiacheng, along with 160 members of the reconnaissance squad, remained and were incorporated into the Shanghai Military Intelligence Station, where they were placed under the sole command of Deputy Station Chief Ning Zhiheng.
Thus began the biggest turning point in Ning Zhiheng's legendary spy career. He extended his reach into Shanghai, the largest metropolis in the Far East, and into the heart of Japan's intelligence network in Central China, where he established deep roots.
Meanwhile, his best friend Miao Yongyi also met an important figure who would change the course of his life.
At Depp Hospital, Miao Yongyi was by his bedside, holding onto the edge of the bed and trying to do some walking exercises. His body was recovering quickly, and he estimated that he would soon be able to leave Nanshi and return to the rear base.
But just as he was practicing, a series of noises came from outside. Soon the noise grew louder and louder, and the medical staff and doctors in the corridor all ran towards the hospital gate.
Chen Zhengwen, standing to the side, sighed and said dejectedly, "This must mean another large number of wounded soldiers have been evacuated from the battlefield. It's always like this. I guess it's the end of another battle. I wonder what the outcome will be?"
Just as Chen Zhengwen had predicted, two hours later, a middle-aged military officer was brought into Miao Yongyi's ward. He had just undergone surgery, but fortunately, he had only been shot in the shoulder and the bullet had been removed. Fortunately, the supply of medicines in major hospitals in Nanshi was not a problem, so such an injury should not be fatal.
There was originally a military officer on the bed to Miao Yongyi's left, but he was sent to a rear hospital yesterday because his injuries were gradually improving, so the bed became available and was just the right place for this middle-aged officer.
After watching the medical staff settle the wounded middle-aged officer, Miao Yongyi stepped forward and asked softly, "Brother, where did you come from? Where are the Japanese troops now?"
The middle-aged officer, enduring the pain, slowly turned his face to the side and said softly to Miao Yongyi, "Dachang, the Japanese have already attacked Dachang, we—"
At this point, when their eyes met, they both widened their eyes in surprise, and were both shocked. Time seemed to stand still for a moment before they quickly regained their composure.
The middle-aged officer glanced around the ward and, finding that none of the other officers had noticed anything unusual about the two of them, secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He then asked softly, "Young man, what is your surname? Where did you come from?"
Miao Yongyi quickly calmed down from his fluctuating emotions and smiled slightly, saying, "My name is Miao Yongyi, from the 52nd Army. We were withdrawn from Yunzaobang more than half a month ago. May I ask which unit you belong to?"
"Wang Zhenjiang, from the First Detachment of the Jiangsu-Zhejiang Special Operations Team of the Military Intelligence Investigation Department, has just withdrawn from Dachang!"
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