Chapter 189: Heavenly Punishment
Zheng Yaoquan was instantly stunned speechless.
They’re all thousand-year-old foxes, so why put on a Liaozhai act.
The old man’s operations clearly meant to drive him away.
Actually, this wasn’t hard to understand. Within government internal affairs, the old man might fear Chen Cixiu, Li Delin, or even people with military talent like Bai Jiansheng.
But him, heh, he only knew how to jump around, playing low-class means without any military talent.
Did he really think that starting some Low-key Club and having an ambiguous relationship with the Japanese could gain the old man’s attention?
Heh, the old man already found him an eyesore, and now he wanted to leave, so it was just going with the flow, giving him a hand.
Anyway, dealing with such an opponent could be said to take no effort at all.
“Yaoquan, head back early. Remember, you never heard about today’s matter.”
“Also, explain to Lin Zhao to tell the people below to keep their mouths shut tight. Don’t let the one surnamed Xu catch any handle, or else none of us can explain.”
The one surnamed Xu that Boss Dai referred to was the current director of the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics, Xu Enzeng.
The Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics and the Military Statistics Bureau had always been at odds, fighting for power and profit like fighting cocks.
If the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics caught that they knew that one wanted to run and didn’t stop him, who knows what the consequences would be.
Zheng Yaoquan sighed, stood up, respectfully saluted, and walked out of the office dejectedly.
Chongqing. Garrison Headquarters.
The clock on the wall pointed to two in the morning. Both sides had been in standoff for five hours, and Nantian Yangzi didn’t dare relax for a moment.
Ding ding, the clock chimed the hour. Nantian Yangzi suddenly jammed the muzzle hard against Jiang Zhicheng: “General! If you don’t want to die right now, cooperate with me!”
“Order your men outside the door to prepare an armored car! Fill it with fuel! Drive it to the side door immediately! No tricks! If my finger slips even a little, you know the consequences!”
Jiang Zhicheng’s face was ashen, but with others holding the knife and him being the fish meat, he could only shout the order to the door.
The Military Statistics Bureau and high-ranking officers outside the door were hesitant to act rashly. Though extremely unwilling, they could only watch as a black armored sedan was driven to the designated spot.
Nantian Yangzi held Jiang Zhicheng hostage, carefully inching out of the office, using his body as a shield, step by step retreating toward the side door.
Countless guns were aimed at her, but no one dared pull the trigger.
The crowd was hesitant to act rashly and could only watch as she successfully got into the car, handcuffing Jiang Zhicheng to the passenger seat, while she sat in the driver’s seat, pistol still pointed at Jiang Zhicheng.
“All back off! If any car follows me, I’ll kill him immediately!” With those words, Nantian Yangzi slammed on the accelerator. The armored sedan shot out like a wild horse off the reins, breaking through the weak blockade at the perimeter of the headquarters and disappearing into the alleyways of Chongqing in the rainy night.
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However, her threat didn’t work. The car had just rushed out when several cars immediately followed behind.
Jiang Zhicheng in the passenger seat looked at the military cars in the rearview mirror and earnestly advised: “Little Red, stop struggling, it’s no use. They won’t let you leave so easily.”
“Listen to my advice. Let me go now, leave the thing behind, and I’ll get you out of Chongqing.”
“Old thing, shut up.” Nantian Yangzi mercilessly mocked: “Your whole body, only this mouth is still useful. The rest is just average, not even as good as a beggar.”
Jiang Zhicheng’s face stiffened. In his impression, those “you’re so great,” “I can’t take it anymore,” those words were all lies?
Average, average.
Jiang Zhicheng was instantly crushed by these two words.
Nantian Yangzi’s car sped wildly through the streets and alleys of Chongqing. She wasn’t fleeing aimlessly. Relying on her familiarity with Chongqing’s terrain and the escape plan prepared in advance, she drove the car twisting and turning, soon arriving at a fork in the road.
At this time, three cars were still chasing relentlessly behind.
Nantian Yangzi honked the horn, then floored the accelerator.
The cars behind closely followed, and at that moment, a heavy truck that had been waiting at the fork suddenly rushed out.
The people on the truck shouted “Long live the Emperor.”
Then, without hesitation, they charged toward the vehicles behind Nantian Yangzi.
Boom, after the cars collided, the driver in the heavy truck decisively pressed the detonation button installed in the vehicle.
A brilliant firework bloomed, instantly flipping over one of the relentlessly pursuing cars behind.
The drivers behind had no choice but to watch Nantian Yangzi’s car disappear into the firelight.
An officer pushed open the car door, looking like he had survived a disaster, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and cursed hatefully: “Damn it, notify the patrol office immediately to track a car with license plate ending in 523.”
On the other side, Nantian’s car weaved left and right, driving into an abandoned printing factory on the edge of the slum area in the lower half of the city.
This was one of her top secret safe houses. Even the Chongqing team might not fully know its exact location. Inside were already stocked with various weapons, food, medicine, and a… high-power military radio transmitter.
“Nanta Major, you’re finally back.” The printing factory was filled with the musty smell of dust and ink. Several secret agents who had been lying in ambush here immediately came forward when they saw Nantian Yangzi drive in.
Nantian Yangzi nodded slightly, commanded Kintada Shun to handcuff Jiang Zhicheng to a sturdy iron pipe, then quickly walked to the dusty radio transmitter.
She took a deep breath, her eyes flashing with the last, mad light.
She knew her time was limited. The Military Statistics Bureau would eventually find this place. She had to send a message, but not for rescue—instead, to muddy the waters, giving her a slim chance to escape Chongqing.
She skillfully turned on the radio, adjusted the frequency. She didn’t use any cipher book, but directly chose plain text transmission!
This was an extremely dangerous act almost equivalent to self-exposure, meaning any radio that could receive this frequency—whether Japan’s, Chongqing’s, or Yan’an’s—could clearly hear her “voice”!
Her fingers quickly tapped on the key, sending out a series of clear Morse code. The telegram content was directly in Japanese:
“To North China Information Section and forward to Your Excellency Kagesa in Shanghai, ‘Hummingbird’ trapped in Chongqing abandoned printing factory, holding important target. Network destroyed, request urgent evacuation order and activate final disposal plan. Repeat, request instruction or activate final plan. Nantian.”
The telegram was extremely brief but contained a wealth of information:
1. “Hummingbird”: Her emergency code name.
2. Coordinates: Her exact position.
3. “Important target”: Hinting she was holding a valuable person.
4. “Network destroyed”: Indicating the Chongqing organization had been sabotaged.
5. This final disposal plan was the action plan that Nantian had Kintada Shun submit to the North China Information Section. The Military Statistics Bureau had no idea what this final disposal plan was.
But if successful, it would absolutely give Nantian a sliver of escape opportunity.
If Kagesa didn’t agree, then Nantian and these secret agents being captured in Chongqing would also make Kagesa bear responsibility.
She was using the plain text telegram to force Kagesa Shinzhao to respond under the monitoring of all sides!
She bet Kagesa absolutely wouldn’t dare risk her and the “important target” falling into Military Statistics Bureau hands together!
The radio waves pierced through the rainy night, propagating out at the speed of light.
The beeping of the telegram sounded in some communications room in Chongqing.
The cipher officer of the North China Information Section, upon receiving this sudden plain text telegram, could hardly believe his eyes and ears!
He immediately used the radio to relay Nantian’s telegram to the Shanghai side.
At five in the morning, Kagesa was awakened by the knocking of Iwai Agency Deputy Head of Agency Inukai Ken. After reading the telegram, a layer of frost instantly covered his usually steady face! He slammed the telegram on the table!
“Baka! That idiot Nantian! Lunatic!” he growled lowly. Plain text transmission! This meant not only he received it, but Chongqing’s Military Statistics Bureau, or even Yan’an, might have intercepted this telegram and her coordinates!
She had put herself and that “important target” directly on the grill!
Rescue? Impossible in time! Even if sending people, they’d just crash into the Military Statistics Bureau’s already laid heavenly net!
Moreover, the plain text telegram had exposed everything. Any rescue action would be walking into the trap.
So the only option left was one.
Absolutely cannot let her be captured! Absolutely cannot let her talk! Absolutely cannot let her “important target” be used to make a big fuss! Must completely wipe out everything before she and the target fall into Military Statistics Bureau hands!
Kagesa Shinzhao’s eyes became incomparably cold and cruel. Without any hesitation, he immediately ordered the communications officer, his voice resolute and emotionless:
“Inukai-kun, connect immediately to the special flight squadron at Hankou Airport! Highest priority instruction!”
“Target coordinates: Chongqing, coordinates 128.254, confirmed.”
“Instruction: Take off a heavy bomber immediately, carrying sufficient yield bombs. Mission: Perform ‘thorough purification’ on the target area, ensure no traces remain. Authorized to execute ‘Heavenly Punishment’ plan.”
“Heavenly Punishment,” punishment from the heavens, also cold-blooded cleanup.
Kagesa Shinzhao looked at the slightly brightening sky over Shanghai outside the window, expressionless.
Nantian Yangzi was a sharp but ultimately out-of-control knife in the Empire’s hand.
Now, it was time to break it to avoid self-injury.
That plain text telegram became her self-issued death warrant.
Inukai Ken’s gaze shifted uneasily, “Your Excellency Kagesa, Nanta Major is an Empire honorary major, also General Doihara’s most valued student.”
“To execute the Heavenly Punishment instruction, do you need to communicate with him?”
Kagesa turned around, looked at Inukai Ken faintly, and said: “No need. I believe General Doihara will surely understand our difficulties.”
“Nantian knows too many secrets. I dare not guarantee what consequences there would be if she were captured by the Military Statistics Bureau.”
“In this situation, dying loyally for His Majesty the Emperor is her best end.”
“Inukai-kun, go execute the instruction. Whatever consequences, I will bear them all..”
Inukai Ken bowed slightly, took Kagesa’s order, and quickly entered the Iwai Agency Secret Telegram Office, issuing the bombing instruction to the Wangjiadun Airport aviation flight squadron in Hankou.
As the sky began to lighten, a bomber, escorted by two fighters, soared straight into the sky, target: Chongqing.
