spy cloud

German night.

Zhang Tianhao stood above a huge arsenal, his eyes as dark as ink sweeping over the workers below, a hint of bitterness flashed across his face again.

In fact, he didn't want to come here to steal equipment, but he really had no choice. After all, he really lacked a lot of equipment.

"Hey, why is Kara here too? Isn't she in Shanghai?"

"Looking" at the people below, Zhang Tianhao couldn't help but raise his eyelids. Obviously, he didn't expect that Kara, who went home to get married, would be here.

You know, he and Kara have been together for nearly a year. Now seeing Kara down there, a hint of shock flashed in his eyes, which was naturally not surprising.

"Could it be..."

Thinking of this, a hint of bitterness flashed across Zhang Tianhao's face.

After all, the war caused the deaths of countless people, and it is hard to explain why Kara appears down there now.

The target swept towards the armory on the side, and his mental power slowly enveloped it. He saw the guards who were originally on duty below, and they were directly hypnotized by him.

A whole squad of guards were hypnotized, but they still stood there as if nothing had happened.

But Zhang Tianhao fell down gently.

"Open the door!"

As soon as his order was given, two guards immediately opened the door.

When Zhang Tianhao walked in, he saw that it was a huge warehouse with many rifles, some cannons, bullets and shells.

It took Zhang Tianhao less than five minutes to clean up such a large warehouse.

There were more than 90 rifles, more than 300 boxes of bullets, mm cannons, and more than boxes of shells.

Next, he went to two other warehouses and emptied them of all the weapons and ammunition in the same way.

They even received six armored vehicles and more than a hundred heavy machine guns.

Unfortunately, there were obviously far fewer guns than he wanted.

All together, there are less than 20,000 bullets, which is only enough to equip two divisions. The most important thing is that there are only more than 3,000 boxes of bullets, which is obviously not enough to support him in another battle.

Looking at the guard's gun at the door, he put it away, turned around and disappeared into the night.

People come and go in a hurry.

"Well, we can only go to Shenyang in Northeast China to see if we can get some rifles."

As for more equipment, he didn't know where to get it in large quantities, except for the Japanese's large ammunition depots.

After flying more than 30 kilometers, Zhang Tianhao took out the plane directly from the space.

The plane was not turned off, and when he took it out, it was still flying in the air.

He got straight into it, then pulled the joystick and flew towards northern Jiangsu.

……

Three days later, he once again came to the warehouse specially prepared for him by the Subei Army Group, put his equipment down directly, and then rushed towards home.

After all, he was too tired. He had been flying for a week, and the pain was not something that ordinary people could endure.

Zhang Tianhao had no other choice. After all, he was the one who found the thing, and he had to persevere no matter how tired he was.

The Subei Army Group was waiting for him to find something to cook. If he couldn't find it, the several divisions he was preparing to establish would instantly become empty talk.

"Master, you are back!"

Just when he was about to step into the house, he saw Zuo Mingming walking towards him, as if he was also preparing to go home to rest.

"It is you!"

"Master, you haven't been home for almost a week. If you don't come back, I won't be able to solve all the problems at home."

"Well, this time, we got a batch of equipment and put it all in the warehouse. It's almost enough to equip two divisions. It's too difficult to deal with!" "Not only that, there are also a few cannons and some shells. Oh, and a few armored vehicles."

"Thank you, Master!"

"No need, I have no choice but to deal with these things!"

Zhang Tianhao also smiled bitterly: "I'm going back to sleep. I haven't closed my eyes for a week. I've got a batch of equipment back. You go distribute it, especially to Yangzhou!"

"By the way, Master, the Japanese army in Yangzhou is also using small forces to harass the people of Yangzhou. The three divisions there have already sent out a lot of people and started to intentionally clear them out."

"But it seems like Nanjing is deliberately making things difficult for us, with groups of people coming one after another."

"There is no way. This is a trick of the Japanese. You can notify the squadron in Nanjing to stir up trouble in various places in Nanjing. After all, there are not many small troops. Just play with the Japanese slowly. The main thing is to kill and injure the Japanese. Don't worry about anything else."

"This has been arranged, but there is no room for easing tensions between us and Nanjing. Both sides are constantly sending soldiers to harass us, and Liu Jiangjiang is having a headache."

"Haha, there's nothing we can do about it. Let him figure it out on his own. We can't spare the time here, right?"

"understand!"

"Master, I will go down and distribute the supplies now."

"Go!"

Zhang Tianhao pushed open the door and came to the bedroom, where he saw He Qiaoer lying on the bed, sleeping soundly. Obviously, she had never thought that Zhang Tianhao would come back tonight.

……

"Hello, I am Mr. Zhang's representative. I wonder what good news Mr. Wilson has brought us?"

Afeng sat opposite Wilson, greeted him with a smile, and then said lightly.

"Hello, this time, I put in a lot of effort and got some support from the young master, a total of 5,000 rifles and 300,000 rounds of bullets~!"

“Why is it so little?”

When Afeng heard this, he was stunned at first, and then he thought a few words in his heart.

After all, the amount given to Fuyao was too little, and I have hardly ever seen such a stingy amount.

"Thank you for your generosity, Mr. Wilson. On behalf of my husband, I would like to thank you, the great United States. As for your expenses, have you calculated them?"

"My commission is thirty thousand dollars. Is that a problem?"

"no!"

"However, Mr. Wilson, I still need to trouble you to deliver the supplies to Lianyungang. Once there, send a telegram to the local authorities, and someone there will drive a warship to receive them."

"You have warships?"

"Yes, but they are all Japanese warships. My husband bought them from the Japanese at a relatively low cost, only one yen."

"puff--"

When Wilson heard this, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of coffee. After all, he bought a Japanese warship with one yen. Is this a joke?
"Hello, this joke is really not made, but my husband took a few Japanese warships and accidentally lost a yen, so naturally he spent a yen."

"I see. But how did the Japanese Navy agree to let you take the warship away?"

"Haha, of course our master spent money to bribe some people, and then the warship became our Subei Army Group. Now the Japanese navy in Shanghai almost hates us to death."

"I see, I see. They instigated the Japanese navy to rebel. That's brilliant! Really brilliant!"

'Are they the Anti-War League, or the Japanese Communist Party?'

"Mr. said that this time it was the Japanese Anti-War Alliance that discussed with him and took advantage of this opportunity to directly drive away six warships."

"Good, good, good, you did a great job. You can even buy the warship directly with your money. This is amazing! It's much more powerful than I thought!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, shook hands with Afeng, and said with satisfaction: "Happy cooperation!"

"Happy cooperation!" (End of chapter)