Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 4: Magic City (3)
No. 148, Baylor Road, less than 100 meters to the north from the prosperous Xiafei Road, and two intersections to the west is the famous tree Delhi for later generations. ..om Romance first published. This is a three-story brick-wood structure along the street. The entire street is almost full of this kind of houses, some of which are deliberately built into row structures.
Before and after the 1920s, due to the turbulent situation in China, real estate development in the French Concession became very popular. Due to the special nature of the concession, it attracted a large number of wealthy immigrants from outside, except for ordinary landlords and compradors. In addition, there are a large number of national capitalists and philosophers.
For their different purposes, they are very enthusiastic about buying real estate in the concession. At the same time, they also have special requirements for the structure and decoration of the building, which promotes the development of the architectural style of the French Concession towards simplicity and practicality. New-style brick-wood apartments and new-style lane houses with compact structure and elegant decoration came into being in the French Concession.
The Baylor Road area is full of mid-to-high-end residential areas. At that time, there was no identity and family property that could not afford to buy a house here. For example, in the nearby Sanyi Lane developed by Taili International, a single-family house required eight monthly rents. Ten yuan in fiat currency is almost three months' salary for an ordinary skilled worker.
The surname of the homeowner at No. 148 Baylor Road. He participated in the Xingzhong Club in his early years. He once served as Sun’s secretary and Japanese translator. At the beginning of the Republic of China, he served as the head of local customs. Has a kind of incense fate.
Mr. Shan is an old-fashioned person who tends to be revolutionary, and Mr. Xiao Shan was a progressive element when he was studying. The key is that he has a fellow villager and classmate named Li Xia Gong.
Mr. Shan’s family had lived in Kangfuli, Fuxi Road. At that time, the first floor became the secret office of the Eighth Route Army. The old man’s family of five lived on the second floor with Li Xiagong. When Shanghai was reduced to an isolated island, Mr. Shan moved out of Kang Fu Li and bought No. 148, Baylor Road with his savings in his early years, as a shelter for three generations of his family.
Because Mr. Shan’s eldest son is studying Western medicine, he opened a clinic on the ground floor along the street. The doctor’s medical skills are not low, so his daily income is quite good, enough to maintain the family’s law. The concession lived a middle-class life.
At the same time, this small building has once again become an important base for underground activities in Shanghai. Mr. Xiao Shan claimed to the public that the third floor of his home was rented to a tenant from another province. Since then, every day from midnight to early morning, the three-story attic will be lit with faint lights, and thousands of important electricity are sent here. Yan'an.
"Has it all been sent out?" asked a middle-aged man in a gray cloth gown.
"Yes, I can only wait for an answer now. Is it necessary to take this risk?" The operator took off his headset and turned back from the humble transmitter crew.
"Pharaoh and I know that discipline has been violated this time, but the information is too important. It must be known to the organization immediately and a clear response must be obtained as soon as possible. The time left for us is not sufficient. This It's time to do things cheaply." A short-bearded man sitting beside the middle-aged man replied in a deep voice.
"Lao Li, don't worry, you will move from here with us as soon as the organizational reply arrives." The thin, long-faced middle-aged man who was standing at the window watching the situation on the street downstairs took over the conversation. .
"There is nothing unusual. If something goes wrong, the hill downstairs will warn you with a signal." The thin face closed the curtains and sat back in the armchair next to the desk.
The door of the "dong dong dong" was knocked gently.
"Open the door, it's Lao Zhang," said the comrades who were looking nervous across the face.
The short-bearded man stepped forward and opened the door. A middle-aged man in a light blue woven silk gown walked in.
"Well, who will tell me what happened, why are we calling everyone here for a meeting, and why should I risk exposing this secret radio station to report outside during the day." The man surnamed Zhang entered the door. Without any courtesy, he raised his question before sitting down.
"Don't be angry, come and see this." The gray cloth gown took out a stack of letter paper from his arms and handed it to the other party.
"Japanese Gendarmerie Command? Confidential! How did this happen." The man surnamed Zhang did not rush to read the contents of the letter paper, first looked at the seal at the end of the letter paper.
"A special inside line, I can't say more." The gray cloth gown shook his head.
"It turns out that this is quite interesting, I understand now, this information does have this value." The man surnamed Zhang carefully read the content, then folded the letter paper carefully, and solemnly handed it back to the gray shirt. the man.
"Look at this again. This is a plan drawn up by me and Lao Chen. I am waiting for a reply from it." The gray cloth gown picked up a piece of white paper filled with words from the telegraph machine and handed it to To each other.
"The purpose of bringing everyone together is to discuss this matter. The German envoy arrived in Shanghai for a visit. How should we respond. Personally, I think this is an excellent opportunity to expose the hypocrisy of the Japanese invaders to the world. If we can grasp If you live, the blow to the Japanese devils is no less than annihilating their infantry wing." The short-bearded man said in a deep voice.
"It's more than a loss to the coalition. If this action is successful, the impact will be world-class." The man surnamed Zhang shaking his hand with a blank paper, and said excitedly.
"Comrades, this will be an opportunity to show the Western world the determination of the Chinese people to resist Japan, and let peace-loving people around the world know that we have not succumbed, and we are still resisting." The thin face said excitedly. To.
"Yes, this is also an opportunity to show the spirit of our party and anti-Japanese philosophy to the world. Newspapers and magazines alone are not enough. We have to expose the brutal and vicious crimes of the Japanese garrison in Shanghai. After I return, I will start. Students, collect evidence in this regard." The man surnamed Zhang nodded and said.
"Quiet, I have a reply!" The operator suddenly interjected, and the people in the room quickly closed their mouths.
I saw the telegraph operator holding the headset in one hand and taking a pencil in the other hand to record quickly and skillfully on a piece of white paper. The content of the telegram was unexpectedly short, and it was accepted in less than half a minute.
"Hand me the Romance of the Three Kingdoms over there." The operator pointed to the desk and said, and the short-bearded man quickly took it and handed it forward.
"It will take a while to decipher, it won't take long." The operator picked up the key to send out a series of short signals, and then turned off the transmitter.
"Old Chen, help me put the sender in the suitcase, and pack the things here. I'm sorry for you." The operator picked up the electric and Romance of the Three Kingdoms, turned and got into the compartment inside. between.
"No problem, you do it slowly, we can wait." The short-bearded man and the gray cloth gown gathered up the transmission equipment on the table.
Although there is no professional radio detection unit in the French Concession, the Japanese army has this technology. It is said that it was imported from Germany. Japanese spy agencies monitor the radio signals sent out in the concession all day long.
There are almost hundreds of registered and unregistered radio stations in Shanghai. In recent years, all those engaged in speculative trade have built their own transmitters and kept in touch with overseas and even overseas branches to obtain the latest updates. Market intelligence, grasp excellent trading opportunities.
After a long period of monitoring, Japan has basically figured out the frequencies of most radio stations, so when a new signal appears ~IndoMTL.com~ it is likely to attract the attention of Japanese intelligence agencies, usually secret radio stations are after midnight In addition to the weakest radio interference at that time, the main reason for sending reports was the above. It is of course impossible for the Japanese to enter the French Concession to arrest people, but they can enter the concession through Wang pseudo-agents to search and arrest. Once the radio is exposed, it will cause serious harm to the entire organization.
"It's deciphered. This is electricity." Old Li walked out of the compartment and handed a note to the gray cloth gown.
"Let me see, what did it say? Did the organization agree to our plan?" The short-bearded man asked anxiously from the side.
"The superior had already grasped this situation a long time ago, and a comrade has been sent to take charge of this matter. At 3 pm the day after tomorrow, let us arrange a vehicle to pick up people at Shiliupu Pier." Handed it to his companion.
"The organization is very satisfied with our plan. After everyone went back, we started to separate. Lao Zhang and Lao Song left through the back door, and Lao Chen and I stayed behind to help Lao Li transfer. We can finally do a big job, comrade Men." The gray cloth gown finished speaking and shook his clenched fists.
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