The meeting was dismissed, Ning Zhiheng looked at his watch, it was already noon, so he hurried out of the Military Intelligence Investigation Department and drove directly to the teacher He Feng's house, such a major matter, he had to report to the teacher in order to be fully prepared.

Seeing Ning Zhiheng's sudden arrival, He Feng's family couldn't help but be a little surprised, every time Ning Zhiheng came to the house for dinner, he would call in advance to inform him.

Teacher He Feng was also a little surprised to see that Ning Zhiheng was actually wearing a military uniform, Ning Zhiheng usually came to eat in an ordinary tunic suit, and he had never been so formal.

He Feng motioned to his wife Li Lan and asked her to prepare a few more dishes, while he waved Ning Zhiheng to the study with him.

He Feng sat down on the chair, looked at Ning Zhiheng and asked, "Is there something wrong?" ”

Ning Zhiheng nodded and replied in a low voice: "I just received an order to go to the Shanghai battlefield, replenish the special team, and fight directly against the Japanese army. ”

"What?" He Feng couldn't help but be surprised, he didn't expect that Ning Zhiheng would also go to the battlefield in Shanghai.

The instructors of the Whampoa Military Academy are also very well-informed, and of course they know how high the battle losses of the officers and men of the Shanghai front line are.

However, Ning Zhiheng is not the commander of the regular army, he is an intelligence officer who engages in intelligence and assassination, and he did not expect to go to the front line of the battlefield.

If Ning Zhiheng goes, it is conceivable how dangerous it is.

"That's it! I didn't want you to be cannon fodder on the battlefield before, because it was a civil war, and it was worthless for your own people to fight your own people, and to die on the battlefield, but now it's a national war! Fighting against the Japanese, defending the homeland and defending the country, the sons and daughters of China are duty-bound! After being silent for a long time, He Feng said slowly, he has been fighting horses all his life, and he is naturally not afraid of fighting in the field, "If I hadn't been a teacher now, I would have wanted to go to the front line to fight and serve the country!" ”

Ning Zhiheng knew that the teacher He Feng was telling the truth, he was handsome in the first half of his life, but in the end he was assigned to the Whampoa Military Academy as an instructor, idle for many years, naturally unbearable depression in his chest, always thinking of being able to lead the troops again, gallop the field, and show his ambitions.

Ning Zhiheng nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "I can understand the teacher's mood, maybe one day I can get what I want." ”

Ning Zhiheng continued: "I will leave soon, and I have come to say goodbye to the teacher. ”

He Feng nodded, he has served as an instructor at the Whampoa Military Academy for many years, and there are not many who can be accepted as disciples, among them, Ning Zhiheng is the most suitable for him, he has always treated him like a nephew, and Ning Zhiheng has never hidden it from him, and he is like a father, but suddenly, knowing that he is really going to the flesh and blood grinding battlefield in Shanghai, the worry in his heart still makes him difficult to let go.

Ning Zhiheng said again: "Students have one more thing to ask for!" ”

"You say!"

Ning Zhiheng took a deep breath and said slowly: "I go to Shanghai, the future is uncertain, I have nothing else to worry about, only my parents and brothers and sisters are living in Chongqing, the family is rich, and I don't have to worry about my livelihood, but I am afraid of being coveted in the troubled times, if Zhiheng has an accident, I hope the teacher will take care of it!" ”

When He Feng heard this, his heart was gloomy, this was Ning Zhiheng making arrangements for the things behind him in advance, and it was conceivable that he was ready to sacrifice.

He got up and came to Ning Zhiheng's face, patted his big hand on the shoulder, nodded solemnly and said: "You can naturally rest assured of this, with my strength, it is not difficult to protect your family, you don't have to worry too much, but on the battlefield, you still have to be more careful and strive for a safe return!" ”

The teacher and student talked for a long time, and then they came out of the study and had lunch with their families.

But his wife Li Lan keenly felt a special atmosphere, and it wasn't until Ning Zhiheng said goodbye and left, then she came to He Feng's side and asked in a low voice, "Is Zhiheng going to the front line?" ”

He Feng's eyebrows moved, looked at his wife and said, "You see it?" ”

Li Lan sighed lightly: "He, like you, pretends to be okay every time he goes to the battlefield, but I can feel the reluctance when he leaves." ”

Ning Zhiheng handed over the matter at hand to Zhao Jiang this afternoon, instructed some key points of work, and returned to his home with the Zuo brothers and sisters after work in the evening.

A few people sat down in the room, and Zuo Rou couldn't wait to ask: "Young master, this time you all go to Shanghai, I will also go with you, I don't want to be separated from you!" ”

Today, Zuo Rou heard that Ning Zhiheng and her brother and brother were going to the front line in Shanghai, and she suddenly lost her soul, her most important relatives in this world are these three people, this is the pillar of her life, and she naturally refuses to part with them.

But how could Ning Zhiheng and the Zuo brothers be willing to let Zuo Rou, a woman, go to the battlefield.

Zuo Gang and Zuo Qiang persuaded a few words, but no matter what they said, Zuo Rou stubbornly insisted on going together.

In the end, Ning Zhiheng was impatient to hear it, frowned and said: "You are a soldier now, you naturally know the truth that military orders are like mountains, how can you be child's play!" Besides, hundreds of thousands of troops are on the side, and it is not as dangerous for us to go to Shanghai as we imagined, and after the war, we will naturally be able to reunite! ”

Seeing Ning Zhiheng's displeasure, Zuo Rou suddenly didn't dare to say more, and finally bit her lip before she spoke: "Today, our telecommunications team leader said that our telecommunications equipment should be ready to be transferred immediately and transported to Wuhan for reinstallation, and we must have a group of personnel evacuate Nanjing in advance. ”

Ning Zhiheng heard Zuo Rou's words, his heart was relieved, it seemed that he didn't know that the national army was already difficult to save the situation, and had already begun to arrange the evacuation.

This is good news, which shows that the seat has a clear understanding from the heart, does not blindly do desperate struggles, and presses all the forces up, so that the combat style in Shanghai can be more flexible, as long as it is not hard fighting, there is still a great possibility of survival!

After appeasing Zuo Rou and sending the Zuo brothers and sisters out, Ning Zhiheng calmed down and sorted out his thoughts, this time he went to Shanghai, and it was not without a chance to survive, the last hundreds of thousands of troops of the national army fled back, and as long as he was cautious, he could also evacuate safely.

Thinking about it, with the character and vision of the seat, I will not consume all this hard-won armed force on the Songhu battlefield, and the most important thing is to hold on to the end and hold on to the moment of withdrawal.

Before leaving, he still has some things to deal with, first of all, he has a huge amount of money in his safe to deal with, in troubled times, no money in his hand is no courage, it turns out that he wants to bring this money to Wuhan or Chongqing for self-defense, but now he is going to the front line, life and death can not be the master, what do you want these belongings to do, and it is good to hand over this money to people who can also use it.

Speaking of which, I haven't been in contact with the farmer for a while, mainly because in the past few months, he has gone to Hangzhou and Shanghai to complete two difficult operations, and after he came back, he devoted all his energy to the work of checking the radio waves, and there was no situation to contact.

For the sake of safety, as long as it is not a major information about the underground party, Ning Zhiheng will not easily contact the farmer, but this time is different, his life and death are unpredictable, maybe he will not be able to contact him again in the future, he must always give the farmer an explanation, and secondly, even if he comes back alive, I am afraid that there will be no more people in Nanjing, and if he wants to contact the farmer, it will be difficult to connect this line again.

You must know that in the past month or so, many citizens in Nanjing have begun to leave Nanjing one after another and flee to inland cities, but many refugees from Shanghai have crowded into Nanjing.

He can't take care of it much, but fortunately, he clearly knows the true identity of Fang Boyi, an important figure in the Nanjing underground party.

Professor at Nanjing University! Famous gold stone everyone! As an underground worker, each of these identities is very precious, and the disguised identity that can withstand the investigation will be of great benefit to Fang Boyi's future work, Fang Boyi will not give up easily, and the evacuation of Nanjing University will not be small, it must be easy to find, as long as you find Nanjing University, you are not afraid of not finding Fang Boyi, and then follow this line, you should also be able to find a farmer.

Ning Zhiheng opened his safe and took out all the items inside.

There are two portraits among them, which are all portraits of people read from Huang Xiansheng's mental memory, one is his Japanese instructor, and the other is the woman Huang Xiansheng used to threaten and rebel against Lin Mucheng.

As for the other portraits, because they were no longer valuable, he had already burned them one after another.

The rest is the 25,000 pounds that Zhao Ziliang brought back to him from Hangzhou this time, and he also has his own plans for the use of this huge amount of money.

He took a small suitcase, put two portraits and 10,000 pounds into it, these items can be handed over to Zuo Rou to take away, if he and the Zuo brothers have an accident on the battlefield in Shanghai, these money, plus the Zuo brothers and sisters' own savings, is enough to make Zuo Rou's future life worry-free.

The remaining 15,000 pounds were to be given to the peasants to finance the activities of the underground party. As for himself, all he needs is these two Browning pistols.

Still the same as before, Ning Zhiheng quietly waited for the time to pass, and it was not until twelve o'clock in the evening that he got up, carried the suitcase in his hand, and went out quietly.

In the middle of the night, the city of Nanjing is now becoming more and more dark, because many power companies have been bombed by Japanese planes, the street lamps on the side of the road have long become decorations, the streets are dark and infiltrating, the houses on both sides of the street are not a single light, and there is not a single pedestrian on the street.

Ning Zhiheng walked quickly, and soon came to the bluestone tea house, which was very different from a few months ago, a large part of the building opposite the bluestone tea house had collapsed, and the streets were full of broken bricks and rubble, and the wealth was ruined.

The signboard of the bluestone tea house is also gone, but the overall building is still not damaged, Ning Zhiheng can't help but feel nervous, could it be that the farmer has been evacuated, so that his connection with the underground party will be completely severed, he can't go directly to Fang Boyi's home, right?

Ning Zhiheng looked at the front door and saw that there was no lock on the front door, the door should have been frozen from the inside, and then he turned to the back door of the tea house as usual, and saw that there was no padlock on the door, so he put his heart down, which showed that there were still people living in the house, and the farmer did not leave.