When the first Japanese boat finally landed, a lean Japanese man in civilian clothes and a mustache jumped into the river impatiently, one foot shallow and the other foot deep, and flowed through the last few steps, and landed with the support of the natives.

Ma Qiang had never seen a photo of Keiji Suzuki, so he didn't know for the time being that this person was Suzuki himself.

Suzuki found that the situation was not right here, seeing that his military doctor looked nervous, he sat with his head down, several people were tied to trees, and hurriedly asked the reason, and his voice was very small when he asked others, so Ma Qiang and his translator couldn't hear it, only saw the Malays on the side nodding all the time. Then he reluctantly ordered a few people tied to the tree to be put down.

Ma Qiang hid in the grass and quietly took out his camera. It's a pity that this Japanese is a plainclothes person, and he has to wait for a nearby Japanese in military uniform to enter the scene before he can take pictures.

Over there, Suzuki spoke in Chinese to Wright, who was swollen like a pig's head, and still kept his voice down, but from his body language, it could be seen that this Japanese had a very high status, because Wright had been nodding like a chicken pecking at broken rice, and the flattering look on his face could not be covered even if his face was fat and swollen.

The Japanese soldiers in military uniforms came over to interject, and Ma Qiang carefully pressed the shutter and took a few photos. In the photo, Wright is expectant, half-mouthed waiting for the master over there to speak. The picture is structurally perfect, with Wright, Suzuki, Suzuki's lieutenant, and the pouting local warlord, all facing the frame.

Suzuki turned around, patted Wright on the shoulder and continued to guide him to the essentials of action, but unfortunately he still couldn't hear what to say, but Ma Qiang from this Japanese gesture, it seems to be a complicated and roundabout task, every time he explains the key points, he always uses gestures to strengthen the explanation, which more or less reveals the essence of the task.

Ma Qiang motioned for Cheng Hong to retreat quietly, and as more Japanese landed in the back, they began to gather nearby, and the place became more and more unsafe. The next task was to get his codebook quietly.

Of course, it's a bit difficult to do it now, because Wright and his Japanese master are together, and there is no radio contact between them at the moment, so there is no way to know which book it is, but maybe he only brought a few books? After all, Ma Qiang followed Lin Xiuxuan to carry out several operations, and knew the advantages of taking advantage of the chaos, and now that the Japanese had just come ashore and mixed with the Malay guerrillas, it was when they were unfamiliar with the people and no one knew anyone. He figured out how Team Leader Lin acted, and he should do it immediately.

He quietly retreated to his own troops a kilometer away, demanding to keep up with the enemy. Then he found the communicator who carried the radio on his back, and had a brief call with Qin Xiaosu, informing him of the enemy's assembly location, and asking him to use drones to track and reconnoitre, wait for night, and cooperate with the operation.

He didn't have a Japanese military uniform, so he couldn't sneak in by pretending to be a Japanese, and now he went to kill a Japanese and seize the military uniform, and he was afraid of startling the snake. As for pretending to be a local, he can't speak the local dialect, so he can only rely on stealth at night for this mission. Whether it can be done or not depends on luck, and if there is always someone near the codebook, it will be difficult to do. So he decided to bring Cheng Hong, he is a local, he can speak Malay, it is not a problem to pretend to be a native at night, and he is quite clever to look at this kid.

Qin Xiaosu has not been able to obtain the specific location of the enemy after crossing the river, and only obtained this important information by relying on Ma Qiang's reconnaissance. Soon, he detected a telegram from the enemy camp, using the Comintern code, clearly addressed to Chen Ping.

The telegram affirmed Chen Ping's military command at this recent stage, and demanded that he temporarily suspend military operations and gather as many senior commanders as possible near his village of Fulin in preparation for a temporary enlarged meeting of the party. The meeting will discuss the future and fate of the peninsula after Japan's defeat.

The content of the telegram was much more relaxed than before, and there was no longer the rudeness and arrogance of the previous telegram, and the words "opportunism" or "blind movement" were gone. Obviously, after Suzuki met with him, he reached some kind of new strategy, perhaps a delaying tactic, in order to appease Chen Ping to organize this meeting, so as to seize the opportunity to seize military power.

Qin Xiaosu relayed his intelligence and analysis to Lin Xiuxuan. According to what Lin observed when Ma Qiang approached to reconnoitre, it was obvious that all the four or five people brought by Wright had already surrendered to the enemy. However, with such a small number of people, it will not be easy to seize power, and the details of Suzuki's plan remain to be further investigated. He was inclined to say that Wright would first use his authority as general secretary to try to seize military power, and if the fight failed, he would most likely use the Japanese army to eliminate the participants. Because in his telegram, he only asked for the concentration of military commanders, but not for the concentration of troops, and the place where the meeting was agreed was too far south.

After nightfall, Ma Qiang and Cheng Hong approached the enemy camp again, the enemy's defense was not tight, and it was easier to have drone guidance.

Seeing the situation, the two groups of enemies were soon going their separate ways and were dividing their luggage, and the Japanese distributed the weapons and supplies they brought to the local natives guerrillas, who picked and chose and did not seem to buy it. These are not Ma Qiang's concerns, he must find the location of the enemy's communication. As a rule, there must have been an antenna near the command where the telegram was sent, which was the main clue to his location for Wright.

The enemy chose the camp in the jungle, of course, to avoid Allied aerial reconnaissance, but it also made it easier for Ma Qiang to move. The drone controlled by Qin Xiaosu can slowly hover at the height of a tree and will not be obscured by the canopy.

He and Cheng Hong quickly navigated between several groups of enemies, and soon found a shack, which appeared to be an abandoned hunter's hut, with an antenna connected to the roof. Someone was climbing on a tree next to the roof, adjusting the antenna. By the light of a nearby bonfire, Ma Qiang recognized that it was one of Wright's henchmen who was crawling on the house.

There were still two people standing in the doorway, looking dejected, and they were also Wright's subordinates.

A native guerrilla came over and shouted at them, and Cheng Hong interpreted, asking them to carry ammunition. Those few people said that they had important matters and couldn't go, and the natives came up and slapped them in the face. The two men were forced to follow him to the drudgery.

These people also look Chinese, and falling into this position really makes Ma Qiang angry, but now the situation has improved, and only the guy above is left. He looked through the cracks in the wooden hut, and there was no one inside.

He motioned for Cheng Hong to stare at the guy above, and he cautiously went to the shack, pushed open the hidden door, and got in. It was lit with candles and simply furnished, except for a camp bed with a radio station next to the bed and miscellaneous things everywhere, including wine bottles and empty cans.

He didn't know how long it would take for the guy with the antenna fixed on it, he had to hurry up and find all the books here that might be used as code books, and then take pictures of the titles and editions of the books, and then Lin Xiuxuan telegraphed Hu Yuexin, who was still in China, to find the same version by him.

He quietly opened a backpack hanging on the wall, took out a stack of things, and opened it to see that it was a naked woman's picture book, apparently it could not be a codebook. There was also a small packet of things next to it, which was opium. In addition, some yen and US dollars were found, and the so-called general secretary of the CPM, which seems to have all kinds of poisons. But where did the codebook go?

He searched the small table next to the radio station, and there was a crumpled ball of paper underneath, and when he opened it, he saw that it was a drafted message, which was of little value, of course, this person was obviously not very rigorous, because these things written in black and white were not destroyed.

But it would not be entirely true if you say that he was not vigilant, because no books could be found. There was not a single book under the desk, under the marching bed, or behind the radio. When he was beaten by the natives in the morning, he had already seen several books scattered on the ground. Why is it gone? Isn't there hiding here?

Just listening to the sound overhead, the guy with the fixed antenna seemed to be coming down, for Ma Qiang, jumping out of the window next to him, he could get out, but it was a pity to miss such a great opportunity.

All you need to do is find the books and record the editions, usually on the front and back covers of the books. If you run away now, it will be difficult to find such an opportunity.

Zhengtian and people are fighting, and they find that there is a strange bulge at the head of the marching bed. He went over and lifted the blanket and found a stack of books there. The first book above is the "Communist Manifesto" I saw in the morning, and this old dog day uses these books as pillows, but it is a proper collection of obscene pictorials.

He quickly took out the miniature camera from his pocket and prepared to take pictures, now there were five people in the group, and there was no need to use that stupid and stupid Leica 135 camera. But by chance, there was a creak overhead, and the guy seemed to be coming down. If he has the ability to remember like Qin Xiaosu or Lin Xiuxuan, he might be able to remember the characteristics of the book if he takes a look at it now, but he doesn't, he must take pictures honestly. And this mission can't be a surprise.

He had no choice but to move to the window and prepare to jump out, when he heard someone outside shouting to stop the man who had just landed. It was spoken in Malay, but it was clearly Cheng Hong's voice.

Ma Qiang realized that this little ghost was covering for himself, he left the edge of the bed and returned to the side of the marching bed, there were only about twenty books in total, and he only needed a minute or a half minutes to finish the shooting, hoping that Cheng Hong could help him drag this guy.

Outside the wooden door, Cheng Hong asked the guy to dig the toilet for him, but the guy only said that this is a key place and someone must guard it.

The senior soldier couldn't help but say, took off his shoes, and hit this guy in the face. They don't dare to fight back this dog day, they and Wright are the lowest brutes here. The Malays have also recently stopped giving face to the Japanese, and even the natives who pick up dung often use the soles of their shoes for no reason. For him, as long as he survives these days and returns to the MCP guerrillas, he will have a good life.

He begged for mercy while covering it with his hands, and the shouting was like killing a pig, which alarmed two Japanese soldiers in the distance, and the Japanese soldiers came over with a loud shout. So he scolded and kicked twice, put on his shoes and turned to leave, and the Japanese in the distance, came to pick up the traitor with a blue nose and swollen face, shook his head and left, they knew that they had to rely on the natives recently, so they could not delve into such a thing.