Chapter 560: Dual Identity Agent

Chen Yongren laughed and said, "Heavy snowfall from heaven, fine wine inside, the boss is also so generous—how could it not be good?"

Is this person before us the contact sent by our superiors?

Although He Jinshui was doubtful, he still clasped his fists and said, "Brother, your words are truly interesting. Having finally made a trip to Fengtian, if we just left like this, it would be our poor hospitality."

"We still have some wild food we eat ourselves. Brother, if you don't mind, you can come with me to the back and we can eat while we chat."

"Then I'll disturb you!" Chen Yongren laughed.

"A guest from afar—how could there be any trouble? Please, big brother, go to the back!" He Jinshui made a gesturing invitation, then immediately said to a waiter.

"In a moment, have Lao Feng bring up the honey‑roasted deer meat from the back kitchen, and also a jar of our own brewed fiery liquor!"

Afterwards, He Jinshui led Chen Yongren to a small room behind the tavern.

He locked the door.

Only then did He Jinshui turn to face Chen Yongren, stand straight, and say, "I am He Jinshui, head of the Action Group at the Fengtian Station of the Military Statistics Bureau, reporting to you."

"The Fengtian Station has been unsettled lately, with several station chiefs changed in succession; the new chief hasn't taken office yet, so I'm the only one who can speak. Please, sir, bear with me and don't take offense."

Seeing Chen Yongren nod, He Jinshui smiled and continued, "Our superiors have specifically instructed us to assist you in all your work in Fengtian."

"I just don't know what mission you've brought this time, so I can coordinate with the brothers in advance to prepare."

Chen Yongren grunted, then said, "This time I've come mainly to destroy the Japanese bacteria factory outside Fengtian's two‑li radius."

Hearing that, He Jinshui's eyelids twitched twice.

When the superiors inexplicably decided to send an envoy to Fengtian, He Jinshui felt something was off—he never expected that, upon his arrival, they'd already be stirring up such a big commotion.

He Jinshui also had some knowledge of that bacteria factory; it was practically an impregnable fortress, even aircraft struggle to blow it up.

"Sir, this factory isn't as easy to destroy as you imagine." He Jinshui explained, "You may not be aware yet, but our previous station chiefs have tried to take it."

"But in the end they all failed; with the equipment we have, we simply lack the capability to destroy this factory."

Saying this, He Jinshui spread his hands and said, "To take that factory, we at minimum need a fully armed infantry battalion."

"Furthermore, we must seize it before the Japanese reinforcements arrive, otherwise we'll be waiting to be surrounded like dumplings."

"If the Japanese inside use biochemical weapons against us."

"Our failure will only come faster; by then we won't need the Japanese to seize people for experiments—we'll deliver ourselves straight into their mouths."

He Jinshui tried to make Chen Yongren understand that taking the bacteria factory wasn't just a matter of blowing a fart and lifting one's butt lightly.

"If the factory were really that easy to capture, there'd be no need to wait for the superiors to send someone—we could snag it while taking a dump."

"How many brothers can we muster in Fengtian?" Chen Yongren directly cut him off to ask.

"As long as we can smoothly enter the bacteria factory and quickly seize its high ground, the little Japanese garrison inside will be nothing but fish on a chopping block."

"The so‑called impregnable fortress of the little Japanese will in the end only keep their reinforcements outside."

"All together, the Action Group numbers about sixty people." He Jinshui did not dare conceal it.

"Sixty people is enough." Chen Yongren pondered a moment, then asked, "What equipment do you have?"

"Enough?"

Hearing that, He Jinshui's expression went blank—did you really think this was just going out to eat? Before he could think further, he heard Chen Yongren's next question.

"Equipment?" He Jinshui shook his head helplessly and said, "Mostly bolt‑action rifles, plus two emergency machine guns and four or five submachine guns…"

Just as He Jinshui said, these weapons simply cannot support an assault on the bacteria factory.

"Leave the equipment to me; you needn't worry." Chen Yongren lifted his hand to glance at his watch: "At the latest, I'll have it delivered to you by tomorrow night, and then we'll launch the operation."

The system warehouse also had stockpiled some grenades and submachine guns; in close‑quarters combat, dealing with the little Japanese's Type 38 big‑cap is utterly a dimensional strike.

Moreover, Chen Yongren had no intention of launching a frontal assault.

Chen Yongren originally wanted to say the operation would be tonight, but then he thought the civilians inside the factory would also need resettlement afterward, besides contacting the Military Statistics Bureau personnel.

He also needed to figure out how to contact the underground party in Fengtian, who would take charge of relocating the civilians inside the bacteria factory.

Only after making all preparations can we guarantee flawless success.

He Jinshui lowered his head, silent, his eyes hinting at doubt.

Tomorrow night?

Given the current blockade of Fengtian by the little Japanese, in just a short day's time, what ability do you have to transport weapons in?

He Jinshui's expression was complex.

What kind of person have the superiors sent?

Just as he was hesitating how to respond, a knocking sound came from outside the door.

"Old He, open the door—the stuff's roasted. Let me tell you, this meat is tender; such a fat silly deer is rare indeed."

He Jinshui looked at Chen Yongren.

Seeing Chen Yongren nod, he then opened the door.

A bitter wind swept in great snowflakes, pouring fiercely into the room.

A man wearing a thick cotton coat and a felt hat entered, dragging a large tray with his left hand and carrying a jug of wine in his right, which he set on the table.

Seeing Chen Yongren sizing up Lao Feng.

He Jinshui immediately introduced, "Old Feng, liaison of the Action Team, and also the head chef of our tavern."

Saying that, he then told Old Feng, "Old Feng, this is the superior sent by our superiors; we need to cooperate with him to complete the upcoming operation."

He Jinshui said this, his tone vague.

Only then did he realize that, aside from knowing he was a special envoy, he had no information whatsoever about his identity.

Looking at Lao Feng before him, Chen Yongren became interested, aside from his identity as a Military Statistics Bureau agent and part‑time chef.

Rather, it was Lao Feng's second hidden identity.

A contact person of the Red Party in Fengtian.

How interesting—just as I was wondering how to find them, a person is delivered right up.

Perhaps we can go through Old Feng to have him convey the responsibility of transferring the civilians inside the Bacteria Factory.

「Commander, try a taste, this freshly hunted game, you can't get it elsewhere, ah, every brother who leaves from here longs for this bite。」

Old Feng greeted him politely, lifting the lid.

The tray gave off steam.

Chen Yongren immediately smelled a mouth-watering aroma.

Although Old Feng showed nothing on the surface, inside he was quite surprised.

【The Military Statistics Bureau has sent people to Fengtian again?】

【Could it be because of the incident a few days ago when the Japanese imposed martial law at Fengtian Station?】

【That's good too; with more people, we can quickly find out what the Japanese have transported out.】

This Old Feng…

No wonder the Red Party placed him as a liaison in the Military Statistics Bureau; his experience and analytical ability are indeed extraordinary.