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On February 15, 1937, just four days after the New Year, fireworks, firecrackers and shredded paper were several inches thick on the snow on the streets of Shenyang. The people of Northeast China welcome this peaceful year with joy and longing for the coming year. When night falls, Shenyang City is still dimly lit, fireworks are shining in the sky, night markets are boiling, and the whole city is brightly lit. The joyful atmosphere of the New Year is thickly enveloped in Shenyang, the entire Northeast, and the entire land of China.
At around 11 o'clock in the night, Zhang Xueliang, who had just attended the New Year celebration banquet hosted by Shenyang city government officials, was full of wine and food. When he returned to the commander's residence in high spirits, Tan Hai came to report that Leng Feng, director of the Military Intelligence Bureau of the Northeast Security Ministry, I have been waiting in the study room for a long time.
Hearing Leng Feng¡¯s name, Zhang Xueliang suddenly sobered up. As the second-ranking figure in the Northeast Intelligence Agency, Leng Feng must have come to him personally because he must have something very urgent to report. A faint gloom came to Zhang Xueliang's mind. Thinking of this, he quickly quickened his pace.
"Young Marshal! Happy New Year." When Leng Feng saw Zhang Xueliang walking into the study, he immediately stood up from the chair he was sitting on. After a meticulous military salute, Zhang Xueliang unexpectedly said a New Year's greeting. In Zhang Xueliang's impression, a person like Leng Feng, who was proficient in espionage and conspiracy and was involved in conspiracies all day long, should have lost all the emotions and desires of normal people. Of course, the facts at this time were similar. When Leng Feng said the three words "Happy New Year", his entire face was still as straight as a door panel, without a trace of joyful smile.
Zhang Xueliang looked at him strangely. This guy was dressed in a stiff indigo-black Security Ministry uniform, which was extremely incompatible with the handsome red lanterns hanging everywhere, festive couplets posted everywhere, and the red-painted handsome mansion. It was like a black gas rising from the ground, and it even seemed a little ominous in the handsome mansion decorated with lights and colorful decorations. "It's Chinese New Year, and there's no third person here, so don't be so polite to me." Zhang Xueliang sat down lazily and took out a cigarette, "What's the important thing? Tell me. I hope you brought the news. Don¡¯t ruin my New Year mood.¡±
The words coming out of Leng Feng's mouth made Zhang Xueliang's hands tremble, "Report to the Marshal, the information about Black Moon-33 coming from Tokyo."
Zhang Xueliang suddenly sobered up a little from his drunkenness. The Northeastern agents code-named "Black Moon" series are all elite spies placed by the Northeastern Military Intelligence Bureau within the top management of Japan's military and government. Without major intelligence, they usually stay dormant and rarely contact the Northeastern Security Department, and they only communicate with the Northeastern Security Department. There are only a few high-ranking officials in the Security Department who have a single line of contact. They don't know each other's identities, they only know their own numbers. This northeastern spy code-named "Black Moon-33" suddenly sent information. It is 100% that something extremely important has happened.
¡°Show it to me quickly!¡± Zhang Xueliang suddenly grabbed it. Leng Feng's face remained calm as he handed over a document marked with the word "Top Secret" and a black tomahawk emblem.
Zhang Xueliang quickly opened it, and after just a few glances, his pupils dilated, his alcoholism disappeared, and a slight cold sweat broke out on his forehead. "Oh my Godthe war is coming again" Zhang Xueliang said. When he lit the cigarette with slightly trembling hands, he realized that he had turned the cigarette upside down and held it in his mouth in his absence. After a long while, Zhang Xueliang said in a low voice: "How credible is it?"
"More than ninety-five percent." Leng Feng's words were as cold as his expression. "In addition, Black Moon-17 and Black Moon-45 have also sent supporting evidence to prove this matter. Black Moon-45 is currently in a very dangerous situation. It may have been exposed, and he is trying his best to transfer the Japanese's suspicion of him to the Japanese themselves."
Zhang Xueliang lit up a cigarette and walked back and forth in the study room restlessly. After taking a few deep puffs of cigarette, he said: "I will immediately write a letter to Chiang Kai-shek in my own name. You should immediately hand over my handwritten letter and this top-secret information intact to the military commander and the central commander's people in Peiping." , let them submit this information to Nanjing as soon as possible." Zhang Xueliang sighed, "They are all Chinese, I hope Chiang Kai-shek will make preparations early"
Peiping and Tianjin are both large cities in northern China controlled by Zhang Xueliang. Peiping is one of the cultural centers of the Northeast, while Tianjin is one of the economic centers of the Northeast. Both places are also popular in the eyes of various intelligence agencies. . In particular, Peiping, due to its unique geographical conditions and historical factors, has become the intersection of secret wars between the Military Command, the Central Command, the Shanxi Clan, the Lu Clan and the Northeast. This has long been a tacit understanding between Nanjing and Shenyang. Most of the intelligence from the Northeast Security Department that can be shared with Nanjing is handed over to the Nanjing intelligence agency from here. At the same time, it is also a handover point for the corpses of agents from all parties. Intelligence organizations from all parties engage in life-and-death struggles in the dark, and then exchange corpses of enemy personnel who are useless to them in exchange for their own killed agents, forming a world. A strange scene in a spy war.
Shanghai, the Far East of the world??Warships and more than 30 requisitioned merchant ships sank into the Yangtze River one by one.
Looking at the warship slowly sinking in the afterglow of the setting sun, Yan Shouhua and other officers and soldiers on the ship burst into tears.
A part of the navy's warships sank in anger, and the Jiangyin waterway blockade was initially formed. Chen Shaokuan did not stop. He immediately commanded the Central Fleet to guard the blockade. After that, in order to make up for the gap caused by the impact of the river, the Nanjing government ordered the provincial governments in Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Anhui, Hubei and other places along the river to recruit more than 200 large civilian ships to transport more than 4,000 cubic meters of boulders and 7,000 pieces of gravel. Duodan, together with civilian ships, sank into the Yangtze River to fill the gap between the sunken ships. The mobilized migrant workers watched the boats and stones they used to make a living sink into the Yangtze River, and they all beat their chests and feet in heartache and cried loudly.
In order to build the Jiangyin waterway blockade, the Chinese navy and the people along the river have made huge sacrifices and contributions. The weak and unyielding Chinese Navy will soon make their tragic roar on the battlefield of the upcoming Songhu Battle.
The Navy's report on sealing the river and the intelligence on the Japanese military's actions kept flying in front of Zhang Zhizhong like snowflakes. Zhang Zhizhong really couldn't sit still. It was time to take action. If he didn't take action, he would lose the advantageous fighter opportunities! What on earth is Chairman Chiang waiting for? Does he still imagine that he can achieve a peaceful settlement with Japan at this time? If you wait any longer, your intention will be exposed, and the suddenness of the attack will no longer exist! It was not until the 29th that Zhang Zhizhong, who was extremely anxious, finally received a secret message from Chiang Kai-shek and ordered the troops to march into the city and prepare to launch an attack on April 1. That night, all trains on the Beijing-Shanghai line stopped carrying passengers and all were concentrated in Wuxi, Suzhou and other places to transport troops. Thousands of military and civilian vehicles also gathered in Jiangyin and Changshu to transport troops to Shanghai. Under the moonlight, smoke and dust were billowing on the traffic arteries leading to Shanghai from various places, and vehicles were speeding. After arranging the troops' march, Zhang Zhizhong personally led the senior officers of the headquarters to leave Suzhou Liuyuan and stationed in a small village in Nanxiang.
On March 30, citizens in urban Shanghai got up and washed up as usual. When they opened the door, the citizens were surprised and delighted. In just one night, the streets of Shanghai were filled with Chinese troops. Citizens who were fed up with the bullying by the Japanese army were extremely surprised to see their troops rushing to tell each other. The marching plan organized by Zhang Zhizhong was indeed impeccable. Tens of thousands of troops occupied various predetermined positions in Shanghai overnight. This was because the Beijing-Shanghai Garrison Command controlled every train and car in advance and strictly and accurately formulated the plans for each department. Travel route and time. The 88th Division and the 87th Division, the first batch of elite troops to enter the city that day, quickly completed the offensive deployment in the area around Zhabei Railway Station and the area from North 4th Road to Yangshupu. The First Section of the 10th Artillery Regiment and the 8th Artillery Regiment were also deployed in Zhenru and Dazhou. Field enters the position. ,
On that day, the Japanese Army General Staff Headquarters made a major decision to dispatch the army to Shanghai. The first batch of troops sent were the 6th Division and the 16th Division, which became the "Shanghai Dispatch Force" and were commanded by Field Marshal Sugiyama Gen.
The bow of the Sino-Japanese war is like the full moon, ready to strike.
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