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After the leading middle-aged man on the opposite side finished speaking, he brought a few secret agents and approached Li Hong and the others.

The agents held pistols in their hands and were always on the alert.

As underground secret agents, they have been walking on the edge of life and death behind enemy lines for a long time. They have always been more cautious, and they have to be more careful than ordinary people even behind their backs.

Before verifying Li Hong's identity, the secret agents would never trust anyone easily, including the special rescue team sent by the 5th theater in front of them.

The middle-aged man walked up to Li Hong, looked around, and asked strangely: "Sir, why are there only a few of you in your special rescue team?"

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"My people are all around you." Li Hongchong said calmly to the man in front of him.

"What, your people are with us?"

The leading middle-aged man was a little surprised, and he carefully looked around again, but he still didn't find anyone else except their people.

Li Hong put his fingers in his mouth and whistled.

As soon as the whistle sounded, suddenly, a group of vigorous soldiers came out of the darkness like devils without making a sound.

The middle-aged man looked around at the soldiers around him, and he was even more astonished. There was a group of soldiers hiding beside him. As secret agents, they didn't notice it at all.

Every soldier's face was covered with oil paint, and the middle-aged man couldn't see the face at all. This group of strange soldiers who appeared like ghosts and ghosts really looked like ghosts who came out of hell.

"Fortunately, you are our own people, otherwise..."

The middle-aged man's heart was suffocated, and he was a little scared after thinking about it. If the enemy's strength was so terrible, their secret service team might be wiped out at this time.

The middle-aged man was afraid of returning home, but he trusted the identities of Li Hong and others even more.

If this group of elusive soldiers in front of them were really enemies, they would have killed all of their special agents long ago.

The middle-aged man let go of his guard and introduced his identity: "Hello, I am Hou Qingping, the leader of the Nanjing underground operation team."

"Hello, Team Leader Hou, I am the commander of the task force, Li Hong." Li Hong shook hands with the other party, and then introduced the soldiers next to him: "These soldiers are all my subordinates."

"Li Hong? You are Li Hong, the head of the security team?!"

Hou Qingping asked Li Hong in shock, and the other secret agents were also very shocked when they heard Li Hong's name.

Li Hong's name in the security team was naturally recognizable to the spies.

Li Hong didn't explain much, and said calmly: "Group Leader Hou, this is the area where the Japanese army is active, so it's not suitable to stay here for a long time."

"That's right, this is not a place to talk, let's get out of here quickly."

Afterwards, Li Hong and the others followed Hou Qingping out of the woods and rushed to the nearby underground hiding place.

They walked to the remote path on the outskirts of the city. The soldiers and secret agents were very cautious along the way, always paying attention to the surrounding movements.

ten minutes later.

Led by Hou Qingping, Li Hong came to a secluded mass grave on the outskirts of the city.

Hou Qingping walked in front of an unnamed tombstone. He squatted beside the tombstone, fiddled a few times, and moved a bluestone slab with all his strength.

"Mr. Li, all right, let's go down."

Hou Qingping was the first to get down the entrance of the tomb, holding a lantern.

Li Hong followed closely behind him, walked down the tomb passage, and soon reached the bottom of the tomb passage.

The bottom here is not a tomb passage at all, but a spacious basement, and the tomb above it is just a means of concealing it.

Two agents were left on the ground for vigilance, while the rest went down to the basement.

Li Wei quickly glanced at the basement. Not only was there food stored there, but there was also an ammunition depot not far away. There were guns, ammunition, and all kinds of explosives.

"Mr. Li, let's sit down and talk."

Li Wei sat down, cut the long story short, and asked directly: "Group Leader Hou, where are the members of the press corps being detained by the Japanese army?"

Hou Qing replied calmly: "Mr. Li, the members of the press corps are currently being held in a building [-] kilometers away from the eastern suburbs of Nanjing. The building is guarded by Japanese soldiers day and night, and the security is very strict."

Originally, the reporters were held in a prisoner of war prison in the city. The Japanese army worried that the reporters would be rescued by the agents, so they moved the place of detention.

Li Hong then asked: "How many devils guard the building?"

"Mr. Li, I personally led people to reconnaissance before, and the number of Japanese soldiers in custody probably has a squadron."

Knowing these situations, Li Hong called the commando soldiers to him.

Everyone gathered around the map to discuss rescue plans and evacuation routes.

In this rescue operation, the retreat route is the most critical. No matter whether the rescue mission is successful or not, they must formulate a safe retreat route.

There is no perfect evacuation route. Even if Li Hong and the others rescued the reporters, none of them would be able to leave the enemy-occupied area alive.

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At eleven o'clock in the evening, Nanjing City, the headquarters of the Japanese Central China Expeditionary Army.

In the conference room of the Japanese military headquarters, more than a dozen senior Japanese military officers and generals are discussing matters concerning the press corps.

The matter of the reporter really troubled Japanese Commander Hata Shunroku and a group of Japanese generals.

The secret detainment of the press corps is no small matter. There are people from all over the world among the reporters. If the matter is revealed, Shunroku Hata will definitely not end well as the commander.

In the hands of the Japanese army, war reporters are like a ticking time bomb. Toshiro Hata held this meeting on the night of the Sixth National Congress just to discuss a solution with other people.

Hata Toshiroku sat at the conference table with a sad look on his face.

He glanced at the devil's subordinates on both sides of the conference table, and said: "Everyone, there is no way to detain the press corps all the time. After all, the paper can't cover the fire. Should we release these reporters or continue to detain them? Tell me your opinion?"

The Chief of Staff of the Japanese Army took the lead and said: "Your Excellency, these foreign journalists are indeed a difficult problem in our hands. Now the world has been staring at our Imperial Japanese Army. Anyway, the evidence captured by these reporters has been destroyed. It doesn't matter to them."

Deputy Chief of Staff Kawada Akiyama stood up and said disapprovingly: "Your Excellency, Commander, we absolutely cannot release the press corps. Even if they have no evidence of our massacre and use of gas bombs, the reporters will still expose us. We should execute them." Those damn reporters..."

It was difficult for Hata Shunroku to make a choice. What the two subordinates said had their own reasons.

Hata Junroku also wanted to execute the press corps members without doing anything, but this cold-blooded old devil was a little worried and hesitant.

These war correspondents are not ordinary people. If Hata Toshiroku ordered the execution of the reporters without authorization, the outside world will know about the incident, and he, the commander, will be hanged.

Hata Junroku knew that if this matter was not handled properly, it would burn him, so he could only think carefully over and over again.