191: Intercepting the telegram, they turned the tables on the plan.

For several consecutive days, Lu Fan had been extremely busy.

He personally led Li Zhenshan and a group of experienced Security Team veterans to conduct training for the 122nd Division.

They taught the soldiers of the Sichuan Army, step-by-step, how to use those weapons that were ahead of their time.

From the burst-fire and single-shot techniques of the type 85 submachine gun, to the emplacement setup and sustained fire control of the qjy-201 general purpose machine gun,

And then to the aiming and anti-armor application of the Rocket Launcher.

Feng Tiankui's 122nd Division showed an extremely high enthusiasm for learning and made rapid progress.

In the evening, after finishing a day of training, Lu Fan had just returned to his study when Bai Jinbiao knocked and entered, his expression grave.

"Boss, we have a situation," Bai Jinbiao reported in a low voice. "Ah Fu and the Reconnaissance Team have discovered a secret Tokkō outpost belonging to the Japs."

He handed over a stack of telegrams and continued, "This is what Ah Fu intercepted using equipment; they were transmitting these to the open sea.

He has already successfully deciphered them using the codebook left behind by General Zhao Dengyu."

Lu Fan opened the folder and began reading. As he flipped through the pages, his brow furrowed tighter and tighter, slowly forming a deep frown.

The telegrams detailed the troop deployments around the Baoshan of Shanghai, marked with remarkable precision.

They particularly emphasized the defensive arrangements in the southern line, including the areas of Jinshanwei, Quangong Pavilion, and Caojing.

These telegrams further confirmed his judgment that the Japs would land along the Jinshanwei line.

Bai Jinbiao looked at Lu Fan and asked softly, "Boss, are the Japs planning to land at Jinshanwei?"

Lu Fan took a deep breath, lit a cigarette, and sighed, "Hmm~ Basically, the Japs will give up trying to crack Baoshan head-on and will go for the weak spot instead."

Upon hearing this, Li Zhenshan immediately perked up: "Boss! Then what are we waiting for?

I'll take a team of brothers tonight and wipe out this rat's nest, catching them red-handed!"

"No, we hold our position for now," Lu Fan shook his head, vetoing his proposal.

Turning to Bai Jinbiao, he instructed, "Tell Ah Fu to continue monitoring this outpost closely, but be careful not to alert them.

Additionally, intercept and decipher all their telegrams comprehensively."

After giving the order, Lu Fan looked at Old Li and explained, "If we take out this outpost, the Japs will simply activate other channels we don't know about.

Keeping it alive allows us to grasp the enemy's movements instead. Old Li, take some men and ensure Ah Fu's safety at all costs."

Although somewhat unwilling, Li Zhenshan obeyed the order: "Yes, sir!"

Late at night, the manor was completely silent.

The study door was knocked on again, and Ah Fu, Bai Jinbiao, and Li Zhenshan entered together.

"Brother Fan, we've intercepted another secret telegram, but this one uses a completely new encryption method. I can't decipher it."

Ah Fu handed the telegram to Lu Fan, looking somewhat dejected.

Lu Fan took the telegram, his eyes scanning the seemingly random combinations of numbers and letters.

He focused his mind, and the ability of [Mastery of Code Breaking] instantly activated.

His brain operated like a high-speed computer, countless cryptographic models and logical rules flashing by rapidly.

His fingers tapped lightly on the desktop unconsciously, aiding in the deduction.

After about ten minutes, Lu Fan's tightly furrowed brows suddenly relaxed.

He picked up a pencil and quickly wrote the deciphered content on a blank sheet of paper:

"[Feint Attack Plan Confirmed: At dawn the day after tomorrow, naval and aerial firepower will concentrate on bombarding the National Revolutionary Army positions at Baoshan and Wusongkou.

The 3rd and 9th Divisions, along with attached units, will deploy sequentially to create the illusion of a full-scale landing.

Our 11th Division and the 4th Fleet will move covertly to the open sea off Jinshanwei and await orders.

Once it is confirmed that the Baoshan battlefield has tied down all available forces, the 4th Fleet will launch the real landing assault.

Infiltration of Jinshanwei must be completed before then. Success or failure hinges on this one move. All personnel must ensure it is handled properly.]"

"Just as I thought!" Lu Fan slapped the deciphered telegram onto the table.

He then let out a cold laugh: "Feign movement in the east, attack in the west! Well played, Matsui Iwane."

Li Zhenshan and Bai Jinbiao leaned in to look, and their expressions instantly turned extremely grim.

"Damn it! Those little Japs are really treacherous!" Li Zhenshan cursed, then immediately requested orders again, "Boss, the evidence is ironclad now.

We even have their specific plan and timing. Let's take out this outpost immediately.

We can hand over these telegrams and those spies to the Jinling Military Committee to make them take Jinshanwei seriously!"

"Send them to Jinling?" Bai Jinbiao shook his head, his tone carrying deep helplessness and a hint of sarcasm. "Old Li, do you think that would work?

They only believe in their own rigid judgments. You could talk until you're blue in the face and they still wouldn't believe you.

Besides, rash action risks exposing the Security Team."

Lu Fan's fingers lightly tapped on the telegram on the desk, his gaze profound.

He knew Bai Jinbiao's words were reasonable and well-founded, not speculation but harsh reality.

He had already experienced the stubborn arrogance and heavy bureaucratic style of certain individuals in Jinling.

But he was even more aware that, historically, the successful landing at Jinshanwei directly led to the sudden downturn and great collapse of the Shanghai area battle situation.

After a moment of silence, Lu Fan slowly raised his head, a flash of decisive light in his eyes: "The intelligence must be delivered.

But how it's delivered requires careful consideration. Old Li, after daybreak, deliver the Tokkō intelligence to Fourth Young Master Tang. He'll know how to handle it."

Turning back, he looked at Ah Fu and instructed, "The personnel and equipment can be withdrawn. Leave a few peripheral personnel to keep watch."

"Understood," Ah Fu replied succinctly and efficiently.

Then Lu Fan's tone shifted, becoming cold and firm, "Jin Biao, pass the order. The entire Security Team is to enter Level One combat readiness.

Starting from dawn, all team members are to disperse, disguised as civilians.

Proceed to Fengxian in separate batches and lie low at the alternate rally point, awaiting further orders."

Bai Jinbiao responded with his usual steadiness: "Got it. I'll make the arrangements shortly."

Hearing that action was imminent again, Li Zhenshan's eyes lit up: "Boss, are you planning to act independently and set up an ambush?"

"Hmm~" Lu Fan's expression was resolute, his gaze sharp as a blade: "Since those above might be unreliable, then we'll make our own preparations.

If the Japs really come, we'll directly confront them, launching a surprise attack while they're still trying to establish a foothold."

Upon hearing this, Li Zhenshan clapped his hands in approval: "The boss is the boss, brilliant! As soon as the gunfire starts, the Friendly Forces will naturally come to reinforce.

The Japs want to attack by stealth, but we'll be waiting rested and ready, giving them a head-on blow, then surrounding them.

Damn it, let those little Japs learn what real military strategy is."

"As soon as the gunfire starts and the battle begins, those big shots in Jinling will react."

At this point, Bai Jinbiao interjected and asked, "Boss, do we need to notify Miss Tang's Medical Team to go along tomorrow?"

Lu Fan thought briefly and replied, "You go first. After you find a suitable Location, then notify the Medical Team.

Remember, it's okay if the place is a bit remote, but it must be safe and hidden.

Alright, everyone go and prepare!"

"Yes, sir!" Li Zhenshan and Bai Jinbiao responded with renewed vigor, their voices in unison, immediately turning to carry out the orders.

Lu Fan walked to the window, gazing out at the dark night sky to the south.

The wheel of history seemed to have deviated from its original track, but it would still crush out its cruel mark.

The next battle would depend on whether he, this Butterfly that had unexpectedly intruded, could flap its wings and stir up a storm that would change fate.