Ma Chunfeng intuitively felt that this "own person" may really be his own person.

In this way, the more powerful this person is, the more helpful he will be to himself.

Then try again, how great can he be.

Ask for money for money, guns for guns?

Good!

I'd like to see, how did you make it?

"Continue to generate electricity...... Ask him how the money and weapons should be handed over to our people? Ma Chunfeng suppressed the excitement in his heart and gave Qi Zhenjiang another order.

In less than a minute, the other party replied again.

"Where is the handover, Nanjing or Shanghai?"

Qi Zhenjiang blinked his eyes and looked at Ma Chunfeng in a daze.

"Nanjing!" After a long time, Ma Chunfeng gritted his teeth and said.

Shanghai has a concession, and with his own skills, it is not much difficulty to hide a few guns.

But Nanjing is different, it is a real Japanese-occupied area.

"How much!" The other party asked again.

"The more the merrier!" Ma Chunfeng replied in a deep voice.

Seeing these four words, Fang Buwei pulled the corners of his mouth slightly.

Ma Chunfeng can, do you really dare to open your mouth?

Do you know how many good things I have hidden in Nanjing?

Fang Buwei thought about it for several minutes before he came to a decision.

There is no concession in Nanjing, there are not so many places to hide, and compared with the Shanghai Special Economic Zone, there are far fewer military commanders lurking in Nanjing.

Whether it's money or weapons, if you give too much, it's not a good thing.

But it doesn't work if you don't give it.

Otherwise, Ma Chunfeng will doubt his sincerity.

He immediately replied: north of the Drum Tower, east of the Arctic Pavilion, one mile from the city wall of Xuanwu Lake, about one kilometer away from the mountain gate of Jiwu Temple, there is a sycamore on the side of the road, and the white gray paint on the tree is twenty centimeters higher than the tree next to it......

Dig one meter down under the tree-lit city wall, and you will find a box with ten fast and slow machines, 1,000 bullets, 50 German-style grenades, 10 kilograms of bombs made of yellow gunpowder, and 100 taels of gold......

After translating the message and subconsciously reading it, Qi Zhenjiang seemed to be frozen.

As if he had seen a ghost, Qi Zhenjiang forgot to breathe, his face was like a boiled crab, staring at a pair of beanie eyes, and looking at Ma Chunfeng in horror.

Ma Chunfeng was no better, and he stood up as soon as he "Teng" and snatched the telegram.

How did this "own person" do it?

Judging by what the telegram said, it was obvious that he had hidden these things in Nanjing in advance, otherwise he would not have said so accurately.

It certainly won't be after the fall of Nanjing, in the past year and a half, the Japanese army in Nanjing is not ordinary rampant, not to mention digging the city wall to hide things, no matter day or night, as long as Chinese appears on the street, they will be closely checked, and they can be rented and inspected three or four times if they can't walk a mile......

So these things were hidden before the fall of Nanjing?

At the latest, it was also at the time of the Battle of Nanjing.

Not to mention gold, where did so many weapons come from?

Special yellow explosives, a full fifty pounds?

Before the fall of Nanjing, even if the Jinling Arsenal was running at full capacity, it could only produce 17 or 8 catties of yellow gunpowder in a month, and it was not enough to make aircraft bombs.

As soon as the mysterious figure makes a move, it is the output of the Jinling Arsenal in a month?

Ma Chunfeng was so excited that his voice trembled: "Quick, notify Nanjing and dig ...... overnight"

Whether it's true or not, you'll know as soon as you dig in.

Afraid that he would be excited and compile the code wrongly, Qi Zhenjiang carried the code base and checked it number by number, and only after it was correct, did it send it out.

When Qi Zhenjiang's message was about to be sent, Ma Chunfeng reacted:

What if it's a trap?

I have to guard against it.

"Remind Qian Xinmin to properly arrange personnel, and immediately cut off any communication channels between the personnel performing the task and their superiors and subordinates after the order is issued......"

This means that the team members sent to dig things must be reliable, and they must also prevent them from being caught by the enemy in case they are arrested by the enemy, and they will not be able to resist torture and confess to others.

"Understood!" Qi Zhenjiang replied heavily.

After Qi Zhenjiang finished sending the telegram, he waited for a long time, and after receiving the reply from Qian Xinmin, the head of the Nanjing Special Administrative Region of the Military Command, Ma Chunfeng breathed a sigh of relief.

He picked up all the telegrams and documents on the table, and said to Qi Zhenjiang: "Pay attention to confidentiality...... I'll go to Banshan Lu now, report to the committee, if there is a secret telegram from Nanjing Qian Xinmin, or 'my own people', call me as soon as possible......"

In addition, whether or not to assassinate Yamada Otozo, the new commander-in-chief of the Japanese forces invading China, is not something that Ma Chunfeng can do, and it is necessary to obtain the chairman's approval.

"Yes!" Qi Zhenjiang responded.

……

It's the early hours of the night again, and the moon is hidden and the stars are scarce.

From time to time, a breeze blows, blowing the lake, lapping the shore of the lake, making a "bang-bang-bang" sound.

The three figures kept treading the water and swam in the direction of Jiming Temple.

This is the number of people who are planned to be transported by Qian Xinmin, the head of the Nanjing District of the Military Command, according to the number of materials Ma Chunfeng said.

Ten fast and slow machines, 1,000 rounds of ammunition, 50 grenades, 10 kilograms of explosives...... It's only a hundred pounds to die, and three people can completely move on their backs.

Fortunately, Ma Chunfeng reminded Qian Xinmin that these things were not hidden by the military command, and the possibility of someone setting a trap could not be ruled out.

Otherwise, Qian Xinmin will definitely come and dig it up in person.

It's all good.

In particular, grenades and explosives are simply a carbon send-off.

This is how much money you take, you can't get something in Nanjing.

Each of the three members of the squad had a small car tire around their necks, and on their backs they carried short shovels, steel drills, ropes, and the like.

And swimming with car tires is still not for the method of being taught to the spies by Ma Chunfeng when he was arranged by Ma Chunfeng to give a lecture in the special training class of the Honggong Ancestral Hall in Nanjing.

As long as the tires are tightened, no matter whether you know how to water or not, you can swim for a long distance and safely.

If necessary, you can also sink below the surface of the water, unscrew the steam nozzle, and sneak for a long time.

The three team members all sneaked over from the countryside north of the Beijing-Shanghai Railway after nightfall.

It was only when it went around until it was almost at the east end, when it was close to the Taiping Gate, that the water went down.

Even so, the three of them traveled five kilometers fast before they approached the place where Fang Buwei was hiding.

This is also the safest method that Qian Xinmin can come up with.

At this time, most of East China was under the control of the Japanese army, and the Japanese were not afraid of the war in Nanjing in the near future, so they did not send troops or gendarmes to defend the inner and outer city walls.

On the contrary, he was afraid that the spies would carry out terrorist activities such as assassination and sabotage, and the investigation in the city was extremely strict.