"The Clockwork Group?" Miao Yongyi scratched his head, somewhat puzzled. He had always infiltrated alone, so when did the Clockwork Group appear?
Fang Boyi said no more, took out an envelope from his pocket, and pushed it in front of Miao Yongyi.
"Open it and take a look!"
Miao Yongyi quickly took the envelope, tore open the seal, took out a document inside, and was immediately shocked after looking at it.
Fang Boyi continued, "These three comrades are all undercover agents we infiltrated into the Second Bureau of the Ministry of National Defense through various means. Two of them are student soldiers recruited by Ning Zhiheng during the Battle of Shanghai. They have some connection with Ning Zhiheng. You should use this connection to find a way to do some work in the middle and transfer them to the Third Bureau. It would be best if they were not placed under your command, but assigned to other departments."
“Understood! But this last one!” Miao Yongyi pointed to the photo on the document, unable to contain his astonishment. “Ning Zhiming? This is Zhiheng’s third brother. How could he become one of our men? This is truly unexpected!”
"What's so surprising about that?" Fang Boyi said with a smile, holding the teacup lid to cover the tea leaves and taking a sip of tea.
Ning Zhiming was an underground party member he personally recruited. He had long wanted to infiltrate Ning Zhiheng's inner circle, but he had never succeeded. This time, taking advantage of the reorganization of the Ministry of National Defense, he finally achieved his goal. This was also the infiltrator he valued most.
"These three people will all be assigned to your group. There are ways to contact and command them. They don't know your identity, so don't contact them directly unless absolutely necessary. Also, Ning Zhiming's situation is very special. You need to focus on ensuring his safety and secretly provide him with assistance. I believe he will play a significant role in the future!"
"Don't worry, I will definitely protect him!" Miao Yongyi said solemnly.
By June, the establishment of the Ministry of National Defense was complete. The new Ministry of National Defense was built on the site of the former Central Military Academy, which was also Ning Zhiheng's alma mater where he studied and lived.
As the group arrived at the main gate, they were filled with emotion looking at everything so familiar.
Ning Zhiheng stepped forward, placed his hand on the gate, and gently patted it. He couldn't help but whisper, "The raging tide is surging, the banners are flying, and we've returned here!"
Wei Liangbi smiled with satisfaction and said approvingly, "We left here to join the army, and today we return to rebuild the spirit of Whampoa. You should all strive together for this!"
Huo Yueze, Miao Yongyi, and others behind him were also graduates of this school. Overwhelmed with emotion, they couldn't help but express their feelings passionately.
"Alright, alright, stop with the sentimentality. We'll all be working here from now on, so there's plenty of time. Come on, let's go take a look at the offices."
Led by Ning Zhiheng, the group chatted and laughed as they walked through the gate.
In a spacious and brightly lit conference hall, Ning Zhiheng sat at the head of the table, looking around at his comrades and subordinates, and seeing familiar faces, he felt a surge of emotions.
Huo Yueze, Sun Jiacheng, Nie Tianming, Miao Yongyi, Zhao Jiang, Zuo Qiang, Zuo Gang, Ji Hongyi, He Siming, Luo Xingchao, Deng Zhihong, Kang Xuezhi…
………
Everyone gathered together, and all eyes were on Ning Zhiheng.
As he looked around, Ning Zhiheng was also deeply moved and filled with indescribable emotions. These comrades-in-arms had followed him through thick and thin, and they had finally survived this arduous war and looked forward to the day of victory. He wondered if they would ever have the chance to gather together like this again in the years to come. He was overwhelmed with mixed feelings.
At the meeting, Ning Zhiheng assigned everyone their duties and tasks, offered some gentle encouragement, and then adjourned the meeting shortly afterward, telling everyone to go and take over their work.
When Ning Zhiheng arrived at his new office, Zuo Rou had already tidied it up and placed the documents that needed to be processed on his desk.
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in!"
The person who entered pushed open the door was He Siming, dressed in a colonel's uniform.
Ning Zhiheng chuckled and joked, "Why aren't you familiarizing yourself with your job? What, you think the position I offered you is too low?"
Zuo Rou laughed upon hearing this. She knew that He Siming was Ning Zhiheng's most valued and beloved general, and their relationship was different from that of others. Otherwise, given Ning Zhiheng's rigid nature, he would not have made such a joke.
"You two talk!" Zuo Rou smiled and nodded to He Siming, then turned and left.
"Speak, what is it?"
He Siming gave an awkward smile, stepped forward, and said hesitantly, "It really is because of my position, Section Chief, I... I don't want to work at headquarters!"
Ning Zhiheng was taken aback, looked up at He Siming, and asked curiously, "Not in Nanjing? Where do you want to go?"
“Taiwan! I want to go back to Taiwan!” He Siming said solemnly.
Have you thought it through?
"I've thought it through!"
Ning Zhiheng paced back and forth in the room a few times, feeling somewhat troubled. If it were anyone else, he would have already scolded them and kicked them out.
However, He Siming was his most trusted and beloved general, and he could not disregard his feelings. During the years of his undercover work, He Siming had always been his most capable assistant. He Siming was involved in almost every major operation. Ning Zhiheng's current status and achievements were largely due to He Siming's outstanding contributions.
Later, when Ning Zhiheng was in a difficult situation, he also sensed that danger was approaching. Just then, He Siming's teacher, Akita Akihito, was assassinated in Xiamen. So he decided to let He Siming leave first. Through his efforts, He Siming was transferred from the Shanghai Special Higher Police to Xiamen to take over his teacher's position and serve as the head of the Xiamen Special Higher Police.
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