Silence. There are many sentries. The rifle has a bayonet specially added.
In the dark, the machine gun firepower point is hidden. The shooters are ready.
Extraordinary times. Extraordinary measures.
Level 1 alert.
Today is the first day. Everything is still in chaos.
Zhang Yong doesn't know what will happen tomorrow. However, he knows very well what he wants to do.
What he has to do is to control the national air force. It is strictly forbidden for others to use the air force's aircraft to stimulate the situation.
As for the rest, don't worry about it. That's someone else's business.
At night, the tense atmosphere finally eased slightly, and Zhang Yong also left the air-raising department.
No planes would take off at night. At that time, the National Air Force did not have night-flying planes. Flying at night was extremely dangerous.
The traitor Yang Junjian from before escaped at night, but he didn't care what he was doing.
It is absolutely impossible to take off at night and then attack Tongguan or other places.
Therefore, there is no need to stay in the empty preparation department at night.
What to do?
Of course it's to catch Japanese spies.
During the day, I am in charge of the air supply department, which is a side job! It is a temporary job!
Catching spies at night is your main job!
"Commissioner!"
"Commissioner!"
Lu Keming and others are gearing up and eager to try.
Finally, I can go out to catch Japanese spies again. I'm happy.
"Set off."
Zhang Yong doesn't talk nonsense either.
Go out with the team.
Sweep.
Let’s start with the area around Daqiaochang Airport.
On the way to the 167th Division, there was a red dot nearby. Go catch it now!
near.
A red dot appears on the edge of the map.
Sure enough, it was still where it was.
Weapon symbol found...
Found the radio station logo…
His eyes darkened.
That’s awesome. There’s actually a radio station?
good.
Make gestures.
Approach quietly.
It was discovered that it was a small farmyard.
There are no white dots around, just a red dot. It means he is alone.
Something seems wrong.
This lonely lifestyle is not suitable for long-term hiding!
Forget it, never mind. Arrest them!
"superior!"
"superior!"
Swarmed up.
Breaking into the small courtyard in the dark night.
The spy inside actually reacted very quickly. He quickly drew his gun.
However……
Snapped!
Snapped!
He was hit by two shots first.
Zhang Yong:……
Okay. Business as usual.
He probably won't survive.
Sure enough, after a while, the red dot disappeared.
Zhang Yong came up from behind.
Lu Keming is examining the body of the spy.
Both shots were deadly. They were instantly gone.
"The little devil is so careless..." Lu Keming muttered in a low voice.
Zhang Yong pretended not to hear.
These guys had been holding back for more than a month.
Now that I have the opportunity to go out and run wild, of course I have to kill a few spies first.
Caught alive?
That is a future matter.
The spy has weapons in his hands, which is too dangerous.
Zhang Yong never asked to be captured alive.
search.
Find the station...
Find the codebook...
Next to the radio station, there is an enamel basin with a lot of ashes in it.
Squat down and study the ashes. It can be judged that it is a burned telegram. It may be a draft. It may also be a received telegram. It will be destroyed after reading.
There were a lot of ashes, and they were all fresh, indicating that telegrams were exchanged frequently.
Why are there so many telegrams?
Of course it's because something happened in the northwest and Japanese spies became active.
"Commissioner."
"Oh? Telescope."
Zhang Yong reached out and took it.
A spy actually has a telescope? How rare!
What to do with a telescope?
"The barn has a view of the airport."
"Yeah?"
Zhang Yong understood immediately.
The spy is monitoring the airport and recording the movements of the aircraft.
The reason for the frequent exchange of telegrams is that they often report the movements of aircraft. This shows that Japanese spies attach great importance to the airport.
However, this is not important.
The important thing is that the spy must have more plans behind him.
No matter whether the Japanese spies knew about the changes in the northwest before this, now that the incident breaks out, the Japanese spies will make a fuss about it.
Among them, the most effective way is to force Chiang to death and leave China leaderless.
well……
It’s really terrible...
Even though I know the ending, it still feels thrilling.
The radio is brand new. Smaller.
It seems to be an improved radio station by the Japanese invaders?
nice one……
Power on.
Start coding against the codebook.
Then send the report.
Who to send it to? I don’t know. I’m in a bad mood. My hair is messy.
Whoever receives it is the one who receives it.
"We found multiple J-20 fighter jets, as well as the Eighth Master, and the Sixth Master..."
No beginning or end.
Let you guess!
Ha ha!
Think about it and code again.
"I think the pasta needs to be mixed with No. 42 concrete..."
Ha ha!
Laughing to death!
I can't even make it up myself.
Give up.
Take the radio station away.
The house will not be demolished. I don’t have time. I have to rush to the next stop.
I haven't been out for more than a month to conduct raids. It seems like there are spies everywhere. I don't have time during the day, so I need to be efficient and productive tonight.
Turn back.
Rush to the city.
The big truck whirred.
Found a red dot.
near.
It's in a small private house.
There are white dots all around. No weapons logo. No radio logo. No gold logo.
Collectively known as the "Three Nos" spies, they have no status at first glance.
Make a signal. Go in and arrest someone.
There was a ruckus...
Crackling...
Soon, a tall and thin man was pulled out.
Zhang Yong came to it.
"Do you have money?"
"No……"
"go to hell!"
A single stroke of the knife. Finish the opponent.
Sorry. I'm really in a hurry. I don't want to talk nonsense.
keep going.
There are red dots appearing again. There are gold signs. There are radio signs. There are weapons signs.
Huh?
There were three nothings just now, and now there are three things?
Okay, let’s see if we can catch anyone alive this time. The main thing is to see if we have money...
Park the car at a distance and approach quietly.
Found out it was a pawn shop.
Huh?
Another pawn shop?
I've caught a lot of spies in pawn shops before.
near.
surrounded.
The map shows that there is only one red dot inside.
The weapon mark is not on the spy, but it is very close. Only less than ten meters away. So...
Go up and knock on the door.
Lure out the spy. Stay away from weapons.
Bang bang bang!
Bang bang bang!
Shangguan Qing went up and banged on the door vigorously.
At the same time, he shouted: "Police! Police! Open the door! Open the door!"
Just identify yourself as a police officer.
See if the spy stimulates the reaction.
Logically speaking, Japanese spies should have ways to deal with police patrols.
Sure enough, the spy inside hesitated for a moment, and finally walked slowly towards the door. He was not carrying a weapon.
After a while, the door opened, revealing a crack.
Everyone rushed forward.
The spy immediately realized something was wrong and wanted to run away, but it was already too late.
After three strokes, five divided by two, the spy was knocked down and tied up. Zhang Yong waved his hand and ordered the spy to be brought inside.
"What do you do?"
"What do you do?"
The Japanese spy was still shouting in panic. His mouth was not gagged.
Zhang Yong is too lazy now. He is too lazy to catch Japanese spies. Just tie him up. He is too lazy to stuff his mouth. If you want to bite your tongue, just bite your tongue.
Anyway, there is no shortage of spies. If you bite your tongue and die, you will die. Then go catch others.
As a result, the spy in front of him did not bite his tongue, indicating that he did not have the courage to commit suicide.
In fact, the spy knew exactly why he was captured. The shouting was just to hide his fear.
Press the spy down on the chair.
Zhang Yong came to it and stared at it from close range.
The spy avoided his gaze with a guilty conscience.
"you know me."
"No."
"I am Zhang Yong."
"No."
"Do you know what a UFO is?" Zhang Yong suddenly asked in Japanese.
The spy subconsciously raised his head. Then he realized that he was wrong and had been tricked. The other party was digging a hole for him to jump into.
Unfortunately, he jumped in.
Damn Zhang Yong. He's so cunning. He actually figured out his identity so quickly.
"You don't even know about UFOs?"
"What is it?"
The spy did not continue to hide.
Since Zhang Yong came to his door, there was no point in denying him.
"Do you know the WTO?"
"What is it?"
"You don't even know this?"
"What?"
The spy was confused.
No. What on earth are you talking about?
Why can't I understand?
"Two code names."
"What code name?"
"The code name of the United States Pacific Fleet Command lurking on your side."
"Nani?"
The spy was stunned.
American? Latent? Spy?
What's the O coming from?
Confused...
"Commissioner!"
“Lots of fiat currency found!”
Suddenly, Shangguan Qing came excitedly.
Zhang Yong nodded, patted the spy on the shoulder, and went to check.
Sure enough, I found a lot of French currency. They were all brand new. The denominations were all 10 yuan and 20 yuan.
The face value of the legal currency stolen by the Japanese invaders that was seized before was 20 yuan. But now, it has increased by 10 yuan. This shows that Japanese spies are also advancing with the times!
He picked up a stack of French coins and returned to the spy. He waved it in front of it.
"New ones?"
"No."
"Any more?"
"No."
The spy refused to answer.
Zhang Yong waved his hand. Someone brought a sickle.
When I arrested the Japanese spy, I found it in a small courtyard. So I used it as a murder weapon.
"You, what are you going to do?" The spy suddenly became nervous.
"A knife scratched my butt - it opened my eyes." Zhang Yong said slowly, "I don't have a knife, only a sickle..."
"You, you, don't mess around, don't mess around..." The spy's face turned gray.
Such a big sickle, sawing the butt...
He didn't even dare to think about it.
"Come here, bring a stool. Hold him down. Lie down..."
"I said, I said, I said!"
The spy surrendered.
He really couldn't bear such torture.
"How much is the legal currency?"
"Seventy, seventy thousand..."
"How long have you been lurking here?"
"More than half a month..."
"Task?"
"lecythus……"
"What's the meaning?"
"He is responsible for providing funds..."
"Do you know what happened in the northwest?"
"me……"
"explain."
"I know. We all know..."
"tell me the story."
"Your committee chairman was captured by the Northeast Army..."
"Then what are you going to do?"
"us……"
"explain!"
"The above intention is to take the opportunity to kill him..."
"Kill who?"
"Jiang, Jiang..."
"What's the plan of action?"
"I don't know. It hasn't been mentioned yet..."
"etc."
Zhang Yong suddenly made a gesture.
But it was Cen Zhaohai and others who discovered the radio station.
Zhang Yong then captured the Japanese spy and sat next to the radio station.
Ready to send...
What content should I post?
Suddenly, the radio signal light flashed. There was a call.
Spy:......
Zhang Yong:!!!
His eyes lit up.
It's just the right time. A telegram has arrived?
"Report."
"No……"
"Want to enjoy what a rusty, dull sickle feels like?"
"I'll take it. I'll take it."
The spy quickly changed his words and picked up the headphones.
Zhang Yong handed it a pencil and a telegraph newspaper. The spy wrote it down honestly.
The message is very short. There are only a dozen codes.
But there is no code book.
Cen Zhaohai and the others didn't notice either.
Could it be that the spy is hiding? Then...
Just as he was about to beat up the spy, he found that the spy had already begun to decipher the code.
Oh? So this guy remembered the password?
Awesome. Remember the password!
Soon, the translation will be completed.
Zhang Yong took it and found that it read: At three o'clock in the morning, the goods were delivered. Fifty kilograms. Cash on delivery. If you want to buy, hurry up.
"What's the meaning?"
"At three o'clock in the morning, a batch of legal currency arrived. Five hundred thousand. After I receive it, I will call back and inform you. At the same time, I will distribute the legal currency as soon as possible."
"You are very cooperative!"
"Zhang Yong, it's useless. Everything you do is meaningless."
The spy suddenly said slowly.
Zhang Yong raised his eyebrows.
oh?
Instigate rebellion against me?
Bring the money.
Five hundred thousand is not enough! I don’t want legal currency!
"What's the meaning?"
"Chiang will definitely die. After he dies, you China will be even more scattered. We can easily defeat you."
"This is your plan?"
"No. I'm just stating a fact. Zhang Yong, can you deny that your China is currently in disarray?"
"go on."
"Look at how many local warlords you have in China. Guangxi, Sichuan, Jin, Feng, Yunnan... there are five of them. There are also those I have not mentioned. Can Chiang command them? He controls
area, that is, several provinces along the southeastern coast. The Guangdong Clan just won it."
"go on."
"For us, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. We will definitely kill Chiang. This will make China even more leaderless..."
"Then what's your plan?"
"That is something that the top management is considering. They must be considering it. Moreover, they have already taken action. The extra five hundred thousand French currency given to me tonight is a sign that action has begun. There are many, many oil bottles like me.
There are many of us on the move. Your arrest is meaningless."
"Significant."
"Our agents will take Chiang's life. You can't stop him at all."
"Oh? Who is your agent?"
"You know it very well."
The spy was silent.
Zhang Yong sneered.
What kind of agent? A traitor is a traitor!
It just so happens that I am best at killing traitors.
"Zhang Yong..."
"Why are you so slow?"
"What?"
"Actually, I am an undercover agent sent by His Highness Yoshihito of Chichibu Palace. Indeed, now is a very good opportunity. You should act quickly!"
"You? Undercover?"
"That's right. I'm an undercover agent."
Zhang Yong answered in Japanese, mainly talking nonsense.
It doesn't matter whether anyone believes it or not. Anyway, he doesn't expect others to believe it. Just cause confusion.
"impossible……"
"The spies I captured before were all provided by His Highness Yong Ren..."
"Nani?"
"I arrest people according to the information. I arrest them accurately. This will help me quickly establish a foothold in China."
"Nani?"
"Why are you surprised? His Highness Yong Ren has always had great ambitions and wants to imitate Zhao Kuangyin. The purpose of dealing with those Japanese spies is also to weaken the strength of other people in the military department."
"Nani?"
The spy was completely stunned.
this……
The more I think about it, the more I am afraid.
Could it be that you were also betrayed by His Highness Yong Ren?
"You're smart. You thought of it."
"you……"
"There is an old Chinese saying that those who know the current affairs are heroes. As long as you are willing to seek refuge with His Highness Yongren, we can consider giving you a way out."
Zhang Yong said coldly.
The spy was silent.
He has too much information to digest.
Zhang Yong was also silent.
Waiting for the spy to send money. He just wants to make money.
Pulling Yong Ren out was completely incidental.
Sure enough, around three o'clock in the morning, a dung truck dumping night fragrance appeared near the pawn shop.
But the person pulling the cart was not a spy, but Bai Dot.
Two packages were pulled from the dung truck and placed at the door of the pawn shop.
After the manure truck left, someone immediately moved the two packages in.
Good guy, quite heavy.
open.
Sure enough, it was all legal tender.
Brand new. One bundle has a face value of 10 yuan. One bundle has a face value of 20 yuan.
Add it all up. It's exactly half a million.
My mood immediately improved.
Sure enough, during the Northwest Incident, the Japanese invaders were active and wanted money and people.
Good thing. The harvest season is here.
"Call back."
"But……"
"Think carefully about what I said. Taking refuge with His Highness Yongren is your only way to survive."
"But……"
"You know the secret of my identity. If you don't seek refuge with His Highness Yongren, I will have to ask you to keep the secret forever."
"But……"
"Give you ten seconds to think about it..."
"But……"
The spy chose to take refuge.
After all, taking refuge in His Highness Yongren is not betraying the empire.
Betrayal of the empire is a capital crime.
However, it seems right to seek refuge with His Royal Highness, right?
What if, one day in the future, His Highness Yongren can really replace the current emperor?
In other words, among ordinary citizens, the versatile His Majesty Yongren is indeed more popular than the dull His Majesty Hirohito...
"The radio station is left to you..."
"I'll come to you again tonight to discuss some things."
Zhang Yong left with the legal currency.
Go directly back to Daqiaochang Airport.
Tonight's income is very good. He is already very satisfied.
Sleeping with clothes on.
After dawn, get up, wash up, and then go to work in the space planning department.
His task during the day is to be on duty in the air flight planning department. He keeps an eye on all the planes in the country and doesn't want to miss any of them.
Eight in the morning.
The staff on duty arrived one after another.
Zhang Yong summoned the heads of various departments to announce something:
Distribute money.
Pay holiday fees!
What festival?
Winter Solstice. Winter Solstice is coming soon.
The Winter Solstice is the Chinese New Year. Everyone in the air force, including ground staff and guards, will receive 10 yuan in French currency.
"Zhongli Ding!"
"arrive!"
"Bring the fiat currency in."
"yes."
Soon, Zhongli Ding moved the legal currency in.
Bundles of them, brand new, with a face value of 10 yuan. One piece for each person. Whoever sees it will get a share.
Those from each department will be distributed by each department.
The only requirement is speed.
Be sure to send it out within today. It's best to get it in the morning.
So did everyone at various other airports.
As long as it belongs to the Air Force series, we have them all.
What?
People's hearts fluctuating?
nonexistent.
Money is the best stabilizing tool.
At the same time, Zhang Yong announced that there will also be a festival fee for New Year's Day. Each person will have 20 yuan in French currency.
Everyone's spirits were immediately lifted.
20 yuan in French currency!
That’s twenty oceans!
But it's a small sum of money.
expect……
Soon, half of the legal currency seized last night was taken away. But Zhang Yong didn't care.
When Madam comes back, these accounts will definitely be reimbursed. Maybe even doubled.
As long as Chiang Kai-shek comes back alive, none of this will matter.
So, spend as much as you like...
An officer came to Zhang Yong.
"Report."
"explain."
"There is a plane requesting to take off at Shanghai Longhua Airport. It is carrying Miss Song Ziyu. The destination is Jinling."
"she?"
Zhang Yong was a little surprised.
Is it actually Song Ziyu?
Is she coming to Jinling?
do what?
Madam flew to Shanghai yesterday. Today Song Ziyu flies to Jinling...