spy cloud

At an altitude of 10,000 meters, no one expected that a plane would fly directly over the airspace of various countries without leaving any trace.

Looking at the blue sky, during the day, and even with various birds flying below, the sky is always so peaceful.

At first, he found it quite enjoyable, but gradually, a sense of loneliness rose from the bottom of his heart. After all, he didn't know if he would be able to buy a large amount of supplies on this trip to Western Europe.

However, even if he doesn't buy it, you can still snatch it, it'll just be a bit more troublesome.

Seeing that the fuel tanks on the plane were almost empty, he had no choice but to look down and then slowly descend, as a day of flying had been exhausting.

Even in snowy or windy weather, he still had to continue flying.

The wind in the air was so strong it almost blew the plane away.

If he hadn't been quick-witted, he probably would have already crashed into something.

He took a deep breath, then pulled the control lever, changing direction, or stopping to accelerate or rest.

Looking down at the towering mountains, at the snow-covered peaks, he felt a headache coming on.

Every time he flies here, he feels a headache coming on.

Looking down at the mountains in the Greater Caucasus Mountains, he also had a headache.

However, he still carefully piloted the plane, slowly crossing the mountains and heading towards the small village below.

When the fuel tank was running low again, he had no choice but to park the plane on an open road. Although the road was short, it was enough for him to rest there.

……

In a small town in Italy.

Zhang Tianhao walked here like an ordinary person, looking at the surrounding scenery, and his expression became much more relaxed.

"Hello sir, is there anything I can help you with?"

"Thank you, but no thanks!"

He glanced at the Italian child in front of him, who could also be considered his guide, and immediately refused his request.

His fluent Italian was exceptionally clear.

"While I can refuse, could you take them to the German embassy?"

"Extremely happy!"

The little boy laughed when he heard this, at least he had made a sale today.

"Sir, you're Asian, aren't you? Are you Chinese or Japanese?"

"Chinese!"

"Chinese people, I've heard that's a beautiful country there. Is your place also experiencing war?"

"Yes, we're fighting the Japanese right now!"

"So, is there something you need this time?"

"Little friend, this isn't something you can ask. I want to go to the embassy, ​​and I don't think you need to ask that, right?"

"Sometimes we don't understand, and that's what makes it real, isn't it?"

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Although the little boy was a full 1.6 meters tall, he was still a child after all, and naturally he understood that there were some things he shouldn't ask too many questions about.

"Hello, I'm here. This is the first time I've met a Chinese person at this time. I've seen mostly Japanese people. I really didn't expect this."

"Thank you!"

"If you have time, I can show you around Italy. I'm sure you'll fall in love with its romance and passion."

"Okay!"

He was quite curious about this place, after all, it was another country. And the machinery here might be a bit inferior to that in Germany, but there was no other way this time.

It's still too difficult to import some machinery from Germany.

The two chatted as they boarded the tram and arrived directly at the German Embassy. "Hello, this is the embassy. How can I help you?"

"Hello, I am Chinese and would like to discuss a business deal with your embassy. I wonder if you could inform the ambassador for me?"

"Ok!"

The little boy was taken aback when the speaker fluently spoke German. After all, speaking Italian and German is easy, but learning it is not so easy.

"Who are you?"

"This is my identification!"

As he spoke, he took out the document he had almost forgotten about after a few stops; it was a special commissioner's certificate issued to him by the Chongqing government.

"So it's a Chinese special envoy. Please wait a moment!"

Watching the guards enter, he picked up the phone and made a call.

A moment later, a woman came out of the building and went to the guardhouse at the entrance.

"Oh, Miss Martha, hello!"

"Mr. Zhang, hello. I never expected that we would meet again in Western Europe. It's such a coincidence."

Martha never expected to encounter Zhang Tianhao in Italy; it was a complete surprise to her.

"Hello!"

He went up and greeted them directly. After all, they were acquaintances, and seeing each other in Italy made him feel much better.

"This is my friend, you can let him in!"

"Ok!"

The guard responded and then gestured for them to proceed.

Zhang Tianhao simply took out an Italian coin and tossed it to the little boy, saying with a smile, "This is your reward for your hard work."

"Thank you, sir!"

The little boy took the coin, thanked him, and left.

“Miss Martha, I didn’t expect you to come all the way from China to Italy. You must be tired.”

"If it's there, it's because the country needs me. Please come in!"

"Hahaha, well said, well said!"

Zhang Tianhao walked into the embassy with a big laugh, and then went into the office with Masha beside him.

Once he arrived at his office, Martha had a cup of coffee poured and brought to him.

"Come on, try the coffee here. I think it tastes pretty good, really!"

"Thank you!"

Zhang Tianhao also picked up his coffee, took a small sip, and then said with a smile, "The coffee is good. You can add some milk to it; it will taste even better and smoother."

"Yes, how come I didn't think of that!"

Masha smiled, then sat up straight and looked at him seriously, saying earnestly, "Mr. Zhang, I think you came to Italy for some other reason. You can't just travel abroad casually, so what brings you here this time?"

"How is the war going in China?"

"I think we can talk more. Have you encountered any trouble in the East? If I can help, I certainly will."

"Thank you. I'm here in a private capacity to discuss a business deal with you. Of course, you'll also benefit from it."

"Oh, I wonder what kind of business it is, that it's not going to its home country but to Italy?"

"I want to purchase various machines, along with their instruction manuals, various types of steel, and some military supplies. Preferably, the machinery has a high level of technology."

"You need machinery and steel, but you don't need technology either, do you?"

"That's indeed the case." (End of Chapter)