Chapter 204: Destroying Japanese Army Biochemical Base In Progress, Anti-japanese Allied Army And Human Experiment Survivors
During agent training, Fang Wen specifically instructed Professor Elphman Parks on some human experiment content.
When they heard that the Japanese army was actually using living Chinese people for experiments, these young and hot-blooded youths immediately exploded.
Even ordinary people couldn’t tolerate such things, let alone them.
Seeing that a cursing outburst was about to happen, Fang Wen spoke up to stop it.
“Stop. Have you forgotten what the instructor said during training? Emotions Not Controlled by the Heart, changeability is the way. How can I feel at ease sending you to the Northeast to act like this.”
The British instructor’s original words were to hide one’s inner thoughts and never reveal true emotions. Fang Wen changed it into an Eastern expression, which was actually easier to accept.
The classroom immediately fell silent.
Fang Wen pointed to the map and continued.
“The Japanese army has set up a heavily guarded barracks here, known externally as Zhongma Fort. I will take you to parachute into the suburban area of Harbin. After landing, first find a way to obtain a local identity, then consider probing intelligence on Zhongma Fort. Additionally, I will select an intelligence officer to specifically handle situation reports and the reception and transmission of subsequent action plan orders.”
The members of Taishan Airlines Special Operations Department seriously recorded the situation Fang Wen described. These information could only appear in this classroom and would be collected and burned after the end, existing only in their memories afterward.
While everyone was memorizing the action information, Fang Wen walked to Wu Yingzong’s side.
“Follow me out, and you are the intelligence officer.”
Wu Yingzong followed Fang Wen to Shao Sishen’s office.
Fang Wen looked at Wu Yingzong: “You five were valued by Tou Men and recruited as disciples for careful teaching. I know you are all orphans, but you are somewhat special—you fled from the Northeast, right?”
Wu Yingzong showed a sad expression and nodded: “Two years ago, after September 18th Incident, our family took a boat to flee inside the Passes. On the sea, we were shelled by a Japanese warship. Everyone on the boat perished at the bottom of the sea—my dad, my mom, my sister, my brother all died. I was lucky; my clothes caught on the deck, and the waves carried me to the shoreline. I begged my way to Shanghai to survive. Master saved me and gave me a new life.”
“Do you hate the Japanese army?” Fang Wen asked.
“I hate them. I don’t just hate the army; I hate all of them.” Flames of hatred burned in Wu Yingzong’s eyes; the grudge was deeply rooted.
“Good, the duty of intelligence officer is yours. You know the importance of this job. You must prioritize self-preservation and not act rashly. No matter how much you hate, complete the mission. Can you do it?” Fang Wen asked seriously.
Wu Yingzong did not reply directly but countered: “I just want to know, after the mission is completed, what will happen to the Japanese there?”
“Zhongma Fort?” Fang Wen showed a cold expression: “It will no longer exist, including the Japanese inside. I will make those people accompany the innocent victims in death.”
Wu Yingzong loved this reply too much.
He gladly accepted and then followed Fang Wen to learn phonetic encrypted telegram compilation and the use of the Radio Wave Positioning Device.
Taishan Airlines Action Department was established, the Northeast mission was confirmed, and there was final preparation work.
If the action failed, there needed to be a backup plan.
Fang Wen did not believe that the members of the special action group he trained in one month would have such firm will to keep secrets.
Therefore, other methods were needed to compensate for this flaw.
If the action failed or some members were captured, they were not required to firmly keep secrets, but they also must not reveal Taishan Airlines’ involvement. Thus, once captured, they could report specially prepared identities.
This was Fang Wen’s designed self-preservation method.
Once action members were captured, it was better to design an escape route for them in advance rather than rely on their loyalty.
What was the escape route?
Multiple intelligence officer identities—under layers of intelligence officer identity auras, no one would notice the Taishan Airlines connection.
To achieve this, money alone was not enough; connections were needed.
The connections were with the retired MI6 instructor Elphman Parks.
Though retired, he still had many colleagues working for the British intelligence institution.
For this, Fang Wen had in-depth communication with Elphman Parks.
Fang Residence.
Fang Wen and his wife Kuang Mingzhu hosted Elphman Parks.
They drank gin, the high-alcohol spirit with a special aroma that British people liked most, one of the few strong liquors suitable for British people.
It was even original London-produced gin brought from the UK through someone by Taishan Airlines international flight path branch company.
After a few cups, Elphman Parks talked more.
“We don’t drink it like this over there. Let me teach you how to mix liqueur.”
“What liqueur?” Fang Wen asked with a smile. At this time, let the other party take the lead, which was more conducive to the subsequent conversation.
Elphman Parks smiled and stated his liqueur recipe.
Sour and sweet strawberries and citrus, plus sugar, cream, lemon.
So sweet! Fang Wen frowned; he couldn’t get used to it once mixed, but Kuang Mingzhu was a bit interested.
But these ingredients were not available now.
Elphman Parks regretfully stated a second recipe: dried lavender flowers, gin, sugar, water, sealed and left for one week to one month until the lavender aroma is dissolved by the alcohol, then it’s successful.
China had no lavender but had roses with even better aroma. Fang Wen smiled to Kuang Mingzhu: “Why don’t you use rose petals to make liqueur? The taste might not be bad.”
“Yes, then I’ll go prepare the materials with Chun Cao, Qiu Ju, and the others. You continue chatting.” Kuang Mingzhu got up and left, leaving time for Fang Wen and Elphman Parks’ private exchange.
Picking up the wine cup, Fang Wen asked: “Parks, I want to employ you long-term as the company’s Security Chief.”
Elphman Parks’ drunkenness faded, and he replied: “I cannot violate the confidentiality rules I signed before retirement because of money.”
“That shouldn’t be the case.” Fang Wen listed:
“Do the confidentiality rules stipulate that you cannot provide service to me?”
Elphman Parks shook his head.
“Do the confidentiality rules stipulate that you cannot introduce some former colleagues to have a meal with a businessman?”
Elphman Parks still shook his head and asked: “General Manager, I know Eastern people are good at indirect expression, but I really don’t adapt to this communication style. Can you be more direct?”
Since the other party wanted directness, Fang Wen was direct.
“I want to use money to make some friends, gain some help without violating their principles, and provide some support. For example, the people you taught—they are willing to join the British Far East Intelligence Station, serve it, and provide intelligence on the Japanese side.”
Elphman Parks was surprised!
Those students seemed excellent to him, absolute agent talent.
If they could join the British intelligence institution, it would greatly enhance intelligence work in the Far East.
But he also understood Fang Wen’s intention: to borrow the name of the British Far East Intelligence Station to do his own things.
Regarding this, Elphman Parks weighed the pros and cons.
Fang Wen continued: “There is no conflict of interest between me and you. To you, I am just a businessman, and my motherland China cannot affect Britain’s global situation. On the contrary, Japan has extended its sharpened claws, preparing to tear apart the original order. Therefore, between us, we should be partners and friends. Friends should reciprocate benefits: I help you obtain Japanese intelligence, and you provide identity protection for my action personnel.”
Elphman Parks agreed with this statement. Currently, there was no conflict between Britain and China; Japan had some issues. From the September 18th Incident, January 28th Incident, and Great Wall Campaign, Japan’s ambitions were expanding, and it might conflict with British interests in the future.
At this moment, Fang Wen picked up a suitcase from under the table and opened it directly.
It was full of British pounds, in five-pound and ten-pound denominations.
This money finally moved Elphman Parks.
The retired MI6 instructor Elphman Parks had his connections. As long as the money was sufficient and Japanese intelligence could really be provided, the British Far East Intelligence Station chief would not mind recruiting a batch of peripheral intelligence personnel.
And he would really send this batch of peripheral intelligence personnel to the Northeast for intelligence probing.
It could be said that completing the mission would be a merit for the British Far East Intelligence Station.
Now, the backup plan was in place, and Fang Wen could start the action.
March 26.
Taishan Airlines Special Action Team members were fully equipped and ready to go.
Each had basic equipment: 3 kg march rations, 2 liters water, 40 jin parachute, one pistol, one tactical short-handle shovel, one map, 200 silver dollars operational funds.
In addition to basic equipment, there was team equipment: telegraph machine, Radio Wave Transmitter, Sniper Rifle, explosives, napalm, and grenades.
These would be carried by relevant personnel and distributed during the action.
At 3 p.m., they entered the Taishan One hangar and boarded.
On the airplane, Fang Wen gave final instructions: “Remember, act carefully, do not slack off, maintain daily contact, report situations on time.”
The action team members responded in unison.
Fang Wen nodded, entered the cockpit, took Taishan One out of the hangar, and flew toward Jinan.
Taishan One, loaded with cigarettes and medicinal materials, landed at Jinan Airport at 5 p.m. Aviation Distribution Company Manager Sun Debiao brought people to unload; he did not let workers board the airplane but had two disguised action members unload on the plane, while others stayed hidden in the cabin.
After unloading, the airplane entered the hangar, seemingly ending the day’s work.
At 8 p.m., night fell, covering the airport, yet quiet action began.
Sun Debiao and Fang Shouxin turned on the runway lights, guiding Taishan One out of the hangar. The airplane entered the runway, gradually accelerated, and flew into the sky.
Fang Wen piloted the F.220 night bomber at high altitude; under the night sky, lights dotted the Chinese mainland.
The airplane passed through Bohai Bay, over Shenyang and Changchun, taking over 4 hours to reach Harbin.
It was now 1 a.m.
Lights were sparse in Harbin city, dim below.
Fang Wen controlled the airplane to circle at high altitude without issuing the airborne order.
He had to confirm the exact airborne location; otherwise, if these action team members landed in the urban area, they would become prisoners delivered to the Japanese army.
The map position of Zhongma Fort emerged in his mind; Fang Wen thought of a way to confirm it.
Zhongma Fort was on the southeast side of Harbin, with a railroad nearby. These marks could form a special shape viewed from the sky, like viewing the Great Wall from high altitude.
He gradually adjusted the airplane’s circling direction, searching southeast of Harbin.
Half an hour later, at 1:30 a.m., the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, revealing the bright moon.
Moonlight poured down, covering the earth.
Though not strong, this light allowed Fang Wen, one with the airplane, to see more clearly.
He saw it.
Next to a railroad, there was a building complex.
It had barracks surrounding it and a swastika-shaped building like a prison.
That should be Zhongma Fort!
Just from the building layout, the strict security was evident.
Of course, airborne here was impossible. Fang Wen turned the fuselage westward, flying dozens of kilometers to a wilderness area before issuing the order.
“Prepare for airborne.”
Everyone stood up, lined up in the cabin. Co-pilot Pan Jiafeng also came to the rear compartment, waiting by the hatch.
Fang Wen lowered the airplane to 1000 meters airborne altitude.
This altitude was not the lowest for airborne, but lower would definitely attract ground attention. Fang Wen immediately said: “Begin parachuting.”
Pan Jiafeng immediately opened the cabin door.
The 11 action team members lined up and jumped out one by one.
They silently counted in their minds from one to eight, with steady 1-second intervals.
At the eighth second, they simultaneously pulled the parachute ripcords.
By then, the altitude was around 500 meters.
Opening at 500 meters height, the 11 quietly circled and descended in the air.
Soon, the first landed successfully. He immediately collected the parachute, held it, and looked nearby for companions.
Amid bursts of bird calls, the action team members established contact with each other.
They gathered, dug a pit to bury the parachutes, then walked to a nearby village.
For them, the current primary task was to lurk, followed by probing Zhongma Fort’s secrets.
Meanwhile, Taishan One in the sky returned to Jinan.
Four hours of return to base, back to Jinan at 5 a.m.
After landing, Fang Wen could not sleep.
He was very worried about the action team’s safety. Did they land successfully? Any problems in subsequent actions?
These worries could not be resolved today; only the fixed 8:30 p.m. telegram contact time would tell.
The first night contact time, no response.
The second night still none.
Just as Fang Wen thought something had happened, the third night finally had a reply.
Beeps of electric current came through the headphones, forming Morse code.
Fang Wen recorded it and translated it into a telegram message.
【All is well. Unable to reply the first two days mainly due to encountering a local Anti-Japanese Allied Army organization. Misunderstanding now resolved. We also learned major news from the Anti-Japanese Allied Army.】
【According to the Anti-Japanese Allied Army organization, among their newly received Anti-Japanese personnel, 7 are human experiment survivors who escaped from Zhongma Fort. It was through these seven that the Anti-Japanese Allied Army learned of the Japanese evil deeds, so they plan a military action to strike Zhongma Fort.】
Reading the telegram message, Fang Wen thought: survivors who escaped Zhongma Fort—this was important, key witnesses.
As for the Anti-Japanese Allied Army attacking Zhongma Fort, with their strength, it was impossible to destroy it and might alert the enemy.
He immediately replied:
【Find a way to make the Anti-Japanese Allied Army stop the attack. Tell them we are here to expose Japanese evil deeds. Wait until evidence is collected—that’s the time to jointly destroy Zhongma Fort.】
Telegram sent, Fang Wen could do nothing more. He eagerly awaited smooth progress in the Northeast to thoroughly destroy the Japanese biochemical experiment base.
