Chapter 89: Endure Humiliation
Seeing Liu Zhengfeng so anxious, Yu Wancheng smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Our soldiers lack weapons and equipment, lack bullets, have no food to eat, and can't read a single word. How do you say you want to build your special forces?"
Liu Zhengfeng said: "What you said is not a problem. We don't have weapons and equipment, and we lack bullets, but the enemy has them. How do we sing guerrilla songs? If we don't have food or clothes, the enemy will provide them for us. If we don't have guns or cannons, the enemy will make them for us."
Yu Wancheng couldn't help but feel moved when he saw Liu Zhengfeng was so persistent.
"Your courage is commendable, but things are not as simple as you think."
Liu Zhengfeng frowned and said, "Well, Lao Yu, I will write you a report later, detailing the characteristics of the special forces and the tasks they can perform."
Yu Wancheng sighed softly and looked at the persistent Liu Zhengfeng. He couldn't bear to refuse him, but he couldn't agree to him because there were really no conditions to establish a special forces unit at present.
Seeing that Yu Wancheng didn't say anything, Liu Zhengfeng continued, "Old Yu, maybe you have the wrong idea about special forces. Our guerrillas are a low-profile version of special forces. Our scouts are also special forces in a sense."
Yu Wancheng suddenly realized and said ashamedly: "It seems that I was misled by Western books and thought that special forces must be a transcendent existence."
Liu Zhengfeng said formally: "Special forces can perform tasks that regular forces cannot. The combat effectiveness of the troops depends on the quality, discipline, weapons and equipment, and training intensity and level of the personnel. In short, you should sing the song that suits you."
Yu Wancheng now understood that things were not that complicated.
"Okay, I promise you this. I will report your situation. If nothing unexpected happens, there will be a result tomorrow."
Liu Zhengfeng nodded, feeling a little expectant and excited, wondering which old revolutionary base he would go to.
Noda Takeshi's investigation results have not come out yet. He had nothing to do, so he went downstairs to chat with his sister for a while, then returned to Song Yun's small building to wait for news.
It was not until dusk that Liu Zhengfeng finally received a call from Yu Wancheng, who told Liu Zhengfeng that Song Yun's father Song Yuanshan wanted to see him and would tell him the news about Noda Takeshi in person.
After hanging up the phone, Liu Zhengfeng decided to go to Song Mansion alone to meet Song Yuanshan. According to Yu Wancheng, Song Yuanshan was a wealthy businessman with a conscience who was in Cao's camp but his heart was with Han. He would like to meet him.
Liu Zhengfeng called a rickshaw. He didn't know the way to the Song Mansion, but there were not many rickshaw drivers who didn't know the Song Mansion.
When the rickshaw arrived at the Song Mansion, it was already dusk. Liu Zhengfeng frowned and saw a car parked diagonally opposite the Song Mansion, with a person vaguely sitting in the car.
Liu Zhengfeng had an idea and told the driver not to stop the car and turned left into a small alley.
After the driver left, Liu Zhengfeng returned the same way, lowered his head, and came to the side of the car. Under the dim street light, he saw cigarette butts scattered on the ground next to the car door, and immediately knocked on the window.
"Who is it?"
The car door opened, revealing the face of a middle-aged man.
"boom."
Without waiting for him to see his face clearly, Liu Zhengfeng punched him in the face, then hit him hard on the back of his head near the sleep spot, knocking him unconscious, and then took away his money and watch.
He concluded that this was a spy who was monitoring the Song Mansion. He couldn't let the spy see him walking into the Song Mansion, so he deliberately attacked the spy and faked a robbery scene. The spy had a gun in his pocket, but he didn't move.
Liu Zhengfeng let out a sigh of relief, looked around, and strode towards the Song Mansion.
There are two huge stone lions in front of the Song Mansion. The red door is closed, and two red lanterns are hung next to it.
The gate alone has the style of a wealthy businessman, showing the prominent status of the Song family in Suzhou.
Liu Zhengfeng tapped the copper ring on the red door, and it opened. A servant asked, "Excuse me, is this Mr. Liu ?"
Liu Zhengfeng nodded, and the servant said, "Please follow me."
After walking through a spacious garden, there is a beautiful three-story building in front of you. The outside is covered with colorful lights. The hall on the first floor is even more magnificent and luxurious.
A housekeeper in his fifties led Liu Zhengfeng in. Song Yun and an old man in his sixties were sitting on the sofa.
When Song Yun saw Liu Zhengfeng, she was immediately surprised. Then she ran over excitedly and said to Liu Zhengfeng, "Why are you here? Didn't you leave the city? Why are you back?"
Liu Zhengfeng smiled and said, "It was your father who asked me to come."
Song Yun was even more surprised: "How could you possibly know my dad?"
The old man in his sixties laughed and said, "Yun'er, why can't I get to know him? Only you are allowed to know him?"
"No..." Song Yun always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't put her finger on it.
Song Yuanshan's face showed the shrewdness of a businessman and also a bit of elegance. He shook hands with Liu Zhengfeng with a smile, his eyes constantly looking at Liu Zhengfeng.
"Yes, Mr. Liu has an elegant temperament, and also has a sense of iron horses and golden swords, which is really rare."
Liu Zhengfeng smiled and said, "Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Song."
Song Yuanshan laughed and said, "You are too modest. Come on, Mr. Liu, please move over. Let's go upstairs to chat. Old Deng, give us two cups of tea."
The housekeeper agreed, and seeing that her father didn't ask her to go upstairs, Song Yun didn't dare to follow him.
The decoration style upstairs was simpler and more elegant than that of the first floor. The two of them sat down as host and guest. After the butler named Deng served them fragrant tea, he took the initiative to leave.
Song Yuanshan smiled and said, "Mr. Liu, I learned about your deeds through Lao Yu. I am really very pleased. Your appearance gave me hope and dawn. There is still hope for our country. To be honest, I was confused and even desperate for a while."
Liu Zhengfeng laughed and said, "You are too kind, old man. We fought openly and straightforwardly on the battlefield. You are not like me, who are in Cao's camp but have a heart for Han. You endure humiliation and bear heavy burdens. Not only do you have to fight the Japanese, but you also have to endure misunderstandings from your own people. You are the most remarkable people."
Song Yuanshan shook his head: "In the face of the survival of the country, my personal honor and disgrace are insignificant and don't count for anything."
Liu Zhengfeng nodded: " I believe the purpose of my visit this time should be clear to you, old man? How can we get rid of Noda Takeshi, the executioner?"
Song Yuanshan said: "Tomorrow at noon, Noda Takeshi will take a ship to leave Suzhou. Because you annihilated Sato Ryo and Mukai Toshiaki in Wangjia Village yesterday, it aroused the vigilance of the Japanese. Noda Takeshi has been given special protection and is forbidden to go out."
"From the current situation, there are only two feasible solutions. First, kill him on his way to the dock. Second , I will give you two tickets and you can kill him on the boat."
