usatvline Chapter 1523: Awarding the Medal
Chapter 1523: Awarding the Medal
Chapter 1523: Awarding the Medal
"However, this action is still too risky." Cheng Qianfan said to Song Fuguo, "Old sir, please don't take risks again in the future."
"In fact, I didn't doubt them at first." Song Fuguo said, "It's just that after this incident, after careful analysis, I became more suspicious."
He also knew that Cheng Qianfan was concerned about him, so he smiled and said, "You're right, I will pay attention to it in the future."
"Is it safe to talk here?" Song Fuguo suddenly asked.
"Commander Song, don't worry. This meditation room is one of the secret safe houses of our Special Intelligence Department. You don't have to worry about anyone eavesdropping." Cheng Qianfan said.
Song Fuguo nodded with relief.
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Suddenly, Song Fuguo's face became serious, "Lieutenant Colonel Cheng Qianfan!"
"I'm here!" Cheng Qianfan stood at attention and saluted respectfully.
Song Fuguo glanced at Cheng Qianfan, then continued, "I hereby order you."
With a snap, Cheng Qianfan stood at attention and took a rest.
"Here is Lieutenant Colonel Cheng Qianfan of the National Revolutionary Army. He delivered strategic intelligence during the great victory of the Changsha Campaign in 1939. His contribution is extraordinary and he is specially commended." Song Fuguo said.
He paused, glanced at Cheng Qianfan, and continued, "Lieutenant Colonel Cheng Qianfan."
"My subordinate is here."
"Honor order." Song Fuguo said with a serious expression, "The National Government awards the Blue Sky and White Sun Medal to Lieutenant Colonel Cheng Qianfan of the National Revolutionary Army for his meritorious service as stipulated in Article 4 of the Regulations on Honors for the Army, Navy and Air Force."
“I hope that Colonel Cheng Qianfan will continue to work hard, cooperate sincerely, and serve the Party and the country with a fearless, brave, and loyal spirit!”
"National Government Military Commission, Chairman, Chang Kai-shen."
"This order!"
"Not afraid of sacrifice, working hard, being loyal to the leader, and being loyal to the party and the country!" Cheng Qianfan saluted with a serious expression and said loudly.
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Song Fuguo put away his serious expression and said with a smile, "Because you are in the occupied area, surrounded by enemies, I will verbally convey the chairman's commendation and honor this time."
"Boss Dai will keep your medals and certificates for you." He patted Cheng Qianfan on the shoulder, "After the victory of the war, we will hold a grand ceremony and enjoy the applause and honor that should belong to you."
"The chairman favors me, Boss Dai loves me, and my old superior cultivates me." Cheng Qianfan said with a serious expression. He sighed and said with emotion, "I am also looking forward to that day coming sooner."
He said to Song Fuguo, "Commander Song, you don't know that the first time I wore the uniform of a senior officer of our army, I actually went on stage to receive the medal and ribbon sword from Wang Tianhai."
"What's going on?" Song Fuguo asked in surprise.
Cheng Qianfan then told Song Fuguo how he was honored as an outstanding student of the Central Army Officer Training Corps by Wang Tianhai, and how he went on stage to receive the medal and sword awarded by Wang Tianhai.
"When I first saw the officer's dress uniform in Chu Mingyu's office, I was shocked beyond words." Cheng Qianfan sneered and said, "Wang's uniform is a complete copy of our Central Army's uniform, except for the collar badge and hat star."
As he spoke, he shook his head and smiled, "I have long hoped that one day I could wear the uniform of the National Revolutionary Army and return to the Nanjing Military Academy, but I never expected..."
"That day will come." Song Fuguo said, and then he asked with a serious expression, "Have you asked Boss Dai about this?"
"Master Song is thoughtful. How could I make such a mistake?" Cheng Qianfan nodded and smiled. "I have reported this to Boss Dai afterwards. I asked him to talk to the principal. We should take emergency measures and ask him not to be angry."
"That's great, very good." Song Fuguo nodded.
While he felt relieved, he was also filled with emotion. His worries were in vain. Cheng Qianfan was the grandson of a party and country veteran and a descendant of a martyr. He was Boss Dai's fellow villager and younger brother. It was said that he was quite appreciated by the chairman. It could be said that Cheng Qianfan was "in the emperor's heart". In fact, Cheng Qianfan's background was even more solid than his, the old boss.
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He looked at Cheng Qianfan and said jokingly, "Now standing in front of me is a party and state elite who has both the Blue Sky and White Sun Medal and the Third Class Baoding Medal. I am so lucky."
"Old man, you are wrong." Cheng Qianfan shook his head gently, "I still have a second-class Yunhui medal."
Song Fuguo was stunned for a moment, then he smiled, "I am just shortsighted."
Once he returned to Chongqing to report on his work, and Dai Chunfeng invited him to dinner.
As Cheng Qianfan's old superior when he joined the Lixingshe Secret Service, the two naturally could not avoid mentioning Cheng Qianfan.
Boss Dai told us that Cheng Qianfan had once gone to Shanghai alone, and he awarded Cheng Qianfan the third-class Baoding Medal.
As for the 'Second Class Yunhui Medal' mentioned by Cheng Qianfan, Song Fuguo did not know about it before.
However, Song Fuguo was very happy. The more medals Cheng Qianfan won, the greater his contribution would be. And as the one who introduced Cheng Qianfan to the Military Control Commission, he felt a greater sense of accomplishment and pride.
Cheng Qianfan glanced at Song Fuguo. His second-class Yunhui medal was awarded to him by Qi Wu himself when he came to Shanghai. At that time, he even snatched Sheng Shuyu's military uniform to wear. However, Song Fuguo knew nothing about it. This shows that the relationship between Chief Song and Director Qi is only average.
This is normal, Director Qi's relationship with many people is just "average".
"Okay, Yunhui Medal, okay." Song Fuguo patted Cheng Qianfan's shoulder again, his eyes flashing with excitement.
Cheng Qianfan didn't say anything. He knew why Song Fuguo was so touched by the Yunhui Medal. Boss Xiao Tao also had a Yunhui Medal.
Second Lieutenant Lu Weiran of the National Revolutionary Army, in the 25th year of the Republic of China, died a heroic death in Qingdao while killing traitors. He was awarded the Fourth Class Yunhui Medal.
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"Boss Dai asked me to come to Shanghai this time. One of the reasons is to read out the commendation for you on his behalf. This task has been completed." Song Fuguo said, "The other task is a long way to go."
Cheng Qianfan knew what the other job Song Fuguo was talking about was.
Boss Dai gave the task of finding the "ruler" to Song Fuguo, or to be more precise, to Song Fuguo and him. However, Song Fuguo received an order with strict instructions, and he was mainly assisting Song Fuguo. In fact, there was no mandatory order to be fulfilled.
"As I just said, 'Ruler' has been hidden for many years and is hidden very deeply. Unless this person makes a mistake on his own initiative, it will be difficult for us to find him." Cheng Qianfan said thoughtfully.
He handed a cigarette to Song Fuguo, "This person is very cunning and cautious. It's difficult to get him to make mistakes on his own initiative, unless..."
"Unless what?" Song Fuguo took the cigarette, took a look at it and smiled. He knew that when Cheng Qianfan was a patrol officer, he liked to smoke San Paotai. Later, when he became a patrol captain, he rarely smoked San Paotai and liked to smoke Marlboro and Hardman. The cigarette Cheng Qianfan handed over now was a slim Fairy brand cigarette.
"This cigarette is actually pretty good." Cheng Qianfan smiled, "It's no worse than the Three Battery."
Song Fuguo smiled and said, "Then I'm going to have a good taste."
Cheng Qianfan knew that he liked to smoke San Paotai cigarettes, but for the sake of the safety of the connection, just in case and to confuse the enemy, he deliberately chose ladies' cigarettes.
Song Fuguo struck a match, lit the cigarette, and took a light puff.
"Go on." Song Fuguo exhaled a puff of smoke and said, "Unless what?"
"Unless there is important intelligence that can induce this 'ruler' to take action." Cheng Qianfan said thoughtfully, "Moreover, this intelligence must be special to help us identify and lock on the suspect in time."
Then, he saw a smile on Song Fuguo's face.
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Cheng Qianfan instantly understood Song Fuguo's thoughts.
He shook his head decisively, "Absolutely not!"
"I didn't say anything, why is it not allowed?" Song Fuguo said.
"I don't know you, old sir?" Cheng Qianfan frowned and said, "Let me make my position clear first. If you want to use yourself as bait, I advise you to give up this idea. I won't agree."
"Don't forget, Boss Dai has ordered me to take the lead in this matter. Your task is to cooperate with me." Song Fuguo said with a smile.
"My old boss," Cheng Qianfan said anxiously, "The news leaked out from Nanjing, and you almost got into trouble at the dock. It hasn't even been two days since we've been at peace, and you've done this again."
"Four suspicious people were brought out from Nanjing." Song Fuguo flicked the ash from his cigarette and said, "It's impossible for Hangzhou to favor one over the other."
As for the hiding place of the "ruler", Song Fuguo highly suspected two places, one was Nanjing Station and the other was Hangzhou Station.
Now there are preliminary suspects in Nanjing, but Cheng Qianfan is more inclined to believe that there is no "ruler" among the four people.
In this case, the "ruler" is more likely to be in Hangzhou.
"Commander Song!" Cheng Qianfan said with a serious expression, "I don't agree."
"This is an order." Song Fuguo said in a deep voice.
Cheng Qianfan opened his mouth and was about to say something, but seeing Song Fuguo's determined expression, he sighed, "I can accept the order, but the action plan must be carefully discussed between the two of us. If I think the plan is too dangerous, I will refuse to execute it."
He looked at Song Fuguo and said, "I will call Boss Dai and report the details."
"You little brat, you've learned to complain." Song Fuguo glared at Cheng Qianfan.
Cheng Qianfan glared back unceremoniously.
Song Fuguo's heart softened, and he felt a warm current of emotion in his chest.
"Okay." Song Fuguo nodded helplessly.
Hearing this, Cheng Qianfan was overjoyed, "That's right, listen to advice and have a full meal."
"You naughty monkey, you deserve a beating." Song Fuguo hit Cheng Qianfan lightly.
……
Qingdao.
Yipin Liu Dumpling Restaurant.
Kwan Kai Tak is eating dumplings.
He first asked the shopkeeper for a plate, then scooped out most of the dumplings from his bowl and left them on the plate to cool.
Then, Guan Qide launched an attack on the few remaining dumplings.
He was not the type to eat with big mouthfuls. Even though his stomach was growling, he still ate in small bites.
The burly man took a small bite of the dumplings and let out a contented sigh.
Just at this moment, a diner next to him caught his attention, or to be more exact, made him salivate.
After finishing the dumplings, the diner opened a sesame bun wrapped in newspaper, ate it in big bites, and then had a sip of the hot dumpling soup. The taste was so delicious.
Soon, the man finished eating the sesame cake, then picked up the big bowl and drank all the dumpling soup. Then he wiped his mouth and let out a satisfied sigh.
Guan Qide kept his eyes on the man, and when he saw that he was still sitting there after eating and drinking, he couldn't help feeling a little anxious.
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"What are you looking at me for?" The sesame bun eater noticed Guan Qide's gaze and asked with a frown.
"Brother." Guan Qide smiled and said, "Is your newspaper useless? Can you give it to me?"
"For you?" The sesame pancake eater looked Guan Qide up and down, "Can you read?"
"No, no, no." Guan Qide waved his hand quickly. He pointed to the neatly arranged dumplings on his plate and said, "The kids at home have been craving for dumplings for a long time. I wanted to put them in my pocket."
As he spoke, he pointed to his own clothes which were relatively clean, but still covered in dirt and worn out, and he was embarrassed to say so.
“You want to make dumplings with newspaper?” The sesame pancake man understood.
Guan Qide nodded quickly, "Yeah, yeah, yeah."
"Here you go." The man with the sesame bun readily handed over the old newspaper wrapping the bun.
Guan Qide hurriedly took it, and when the two palms touched, a note was quickly placed in Guan Qide's palm.
……
Guan Qide got the newspaper and sat down happily. Just as he was about to sit down and his buttocks had not yet touched the stool, the table just happened to cover the position of his pocket, and Guan Qide put the note into his pocket without leaving any trace.
Then, he looked at the newspaper he had begged for happily. Seeing that there were still some sesame seeds left on the newspaper, Guan Qide's face showed a happy expression. He dipped his fingers in saliva, picked up some sesame seeds and put them into his mouth, with a satisfied expression on his face.
Afterwards, Guan Qide finished the dumpling soup in a few mouthfuls. He wrapped the cooled dumplings on the plate with old newspaper and put them in another pocket.
When the diners in the dumpling restaurant heard this man leave, still muttering that he had made a good deal today as he had sesame dumplings, they all shook their heads and smiled.
……
About two miles away from Yipin Liu Dumpling Restaurant, Guan Qide looked around vigilantly, then he took out the note from his pocket and read it.
Guan Qide was shocked.
Comrade Liao Hua was secretly taken to Shanghai from Qingdao by the enemy!
Thanks to the comrades of the Jiaodong Working Committee of the Shandong Branch for obtaining this secret intelligence, otherwise they would still be kept in the dark and thought that Comrade Liao Hua was detained by the enemy in the Qingdao Gendarmerie and were still trying to find ways to rescue him.
He folded the note carefully and put it back in his pocket.
Guan Qide's stomach started to growl again.
He has a big appetite, and those dumplings are not enough to fill his stomach.
He reached into his other pocket, took out the newspaper, opened it, picked up a dumpling, put it in his mouth, and swallowed it without chewing.
Guan Qide chuckled. He didn't eat any more. Instead, he wrapped the dumplings again and put them back in his pocket.
If Heidan, Ermi and other boys and girls saw these dumplings, they would jump for joy.
These children were the children of martyrs from the 65th Regiment of the 5th Detachment of the Shandong Column of the Eighth Route Army. Their parents died on the battlefield fighting against the Japanese invaders. The organization arranged for these orphans of the martyrs to go to the city as relatives' children and be handed over to the families of comrades at the Yizhong Cigarette Factory for care.
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Tieqiao’s home is not far away after turning right.
Tieqiao is his courier.
This information must be immediately arranged for Tieqiao to deliver to Comrade Zhu Minxi. Comrade Zhu Minxi is seriously ill and was fired by the capitalists of the cigarette factory. He is now recuperating in the countryside.
I can already see Tieqiao’s door.
Guan Qide rubbed his hands and was about to stride forward and knock on the door, but he suddenly stopped.
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