On the morning of May 17, 1945, Qilidian Town (now Qilidian, Jiangdu District, Yangzhou City). Zhao Ruizhu, the captain of the militia of Xuqiao Township, disguised himself as a businessman and quietly came to the town, ready to pick up an urgent piece of information.
According to the prior agreement, Zhao Ruizhu came to the Lin Juxing Teahouse in the east of the town, and then sat at the tea table by the east window, he took off his hat, gently placed it on the opposite corner on the left hand side, and then ordered a cup of tea and a plate of twist flowers.
After sitting for a while, Zhao Ruizhu looked at his watch, and there were still five minutes before the appointed time.
He glanced out the window, and saw the streets of the town full of people, and until now, he had not seen the figure of the connector.
According to the past situation, the comrade who connected with him should have appeared on the street, and the other party was more cautious, and would often observe outside to confirm that there was no problem before he walked in to connect with him.
But today, that person has never appeared.
Is it a substitution? Or is something wrong? Zhao Ruizhu's heart suddenly covered with a layer of haze, he looked out the window frequently, and his fingers couldn't help but tap on the edge of the table.
There are still a few minutes to reach the agreed time, and if the other party does not show up again, then his situation is more dangerous. Zhao Ruizhu secretly decided that if the other party never showed up at the appointed time later, then he would have to leave this place immediately.
However, before he could act, the bustling crowd on the street outside suddenly exploded. I saw a large number of Japanese puppet troops pouring out, quickly blocking the streets at the entrance of the town, and the villagers who hurriedly ran over discussed, "Something happened!" Set up a card check! ”
As soon as Zhao Ruixiang saw this situation, he guessed that the current situation was probably that the comrade who connected with him was arrested. The enemy should know the range of their joint, which is in this town, but the specific location of the joint, the comrade should not have confided in it.
You'll have to get out of here right away, but will you be able to make it out of town? Zhao Ruizhu has no bottom in his heart.
Zhao Ruizhu watched the Japanese puppet sentries carefully search and interrogate passers-by at the intersection, and hesitated for a while. He saw that several men were pulled out by the Japanese puppet soldiers, and then tied up and taken away, without the slightest room for explanation.
This time, the enemy is obviously taking the path of preferring to kill by mistake rather than letting go, and this time it will be troublesome.
After hesitating, Zhao Ruizhu was still ready to risk a checkpoint, after all, he was not from the town, and if he stayed here for a long time, the possibility of his identity being exposed would become more and more great. Zhao Ruizhu stood up, and after settling the bill, he was about to go out, but before he could turn around, he was gently pulled by a pair of hands on his sleeves.
"You can't go like this." A person next to him whispered.
Zhao Ruizhu turned her head and saw that it was Li Baohui, the proprietress of the teahouse.
Li Baohui, Zhao Ruizhu knows, she is a native of Jiaqiao Town, many years ago with her husband came to Qilidian Town to open a baked cake shop, and later took down this teahouse, Li Baohui is shrewd and capable, and this teahouse is very prosperous.
"Oh?!" Zhao Ruizhu was a little suspicious and didn't understand what the other party meant.
"Come here." Li Baohui waved her hand at Zhao Ruizhu, then turned around and walked towards the backyard.
Zhao Ruizhu didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the other party's gourd, but it seemed that the other party had no malicious intent, and after hesitating for a moment, he finally chose to follow.
"Captain Zhao," after entering the backyard, Li Baohui directly pointed out Zhao Ruizhu's identity, in the early years, she followed her husband to sell baked cakes in ten miles and eight towns, and met Zhao Ruizhu. "It's not okay for you to dress up like this, the devil will definitely be suspicious when he sees it, so let me dress you up."
Zhao Ruizhu saw that the other party had no malicious intent, and looked at the clean and straight gown he was wearing, and he really felt that something was wrong.
"Then please leave it to my sister-in-law." Zhao Ruizhu is not a person who drags mud and water, and after thinking about it clearly, he directly obeyed Li Baohui's arrangement, took off his long coat, and began to dress up.
Li Baohui took off the sieve that sold fritters, baked cakes, and twist flowers from the wall, and then handed it to Zhao Ruizhu, and then took out an apron from the kitchen and helped him tie it around his waist.
"Well, don't panic." Li Baohui saw that Zhao Ruizhu wanted to leave, so she quickly stopped her, then turned around and dipped some ash from the kitchen stove, and then smeared it on both sides of Zhao Ruizhu's cheeks.
Zhao Ruizhu suddenly became a merchant and hawker selling roasted cakes and fritters in the township. Subsequently, Zhao Ruizhu said goodbye to Li Baohui, and under the gaze of the other party, he came to the gate of the North Street circle, where the Japanese sentries searched the passers-by strictly.
Zhao Ruizhu walked forward with the flow of people, and to his surprise, the Japanese puppet army sentry saw that there was a small businessman, so he took some food from Zhao Ruizhu's sieve, and then searched Zhao Ruizhu's body roughly, and then the Japanese puppet sentry waved his hand and let him go easily.
Not long after leaving the town, Zhao Ruizhu went straight back to the base and escaped safely.
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Reference: "Yangzhou Literary and Historical Materials", Jiang Xueping