spy cloud

As midnight approached, the sky gradually darkened.

Zhang Tianhao gently pushed open the apartment door, looked up at the streetlights overhead, and couldn't help but smile.

Then he simply closed the door again, since there were still people living in the apartment.

However, just as he left the apartment, two figures not far away noticed his actions and their gazes involuntarily turned towards him.

"I never expected this, I really never expected this!"

"Yeah, who would have thought that Wang Xiaotian was actually a flower thief!"

"Now that's more interesting!"

Another man in black also muttered something in a low voice, as if he wasn't afraid Zhang Tianhao would hear him at all.

Zhang Tianhao didn't even glance in their direction. Instead, he turned and walked towards his own home. His pace seemed slow, but it wasn't slow either.

Each step was quite large, seemingly a leisurely stroll, but in reality, only a few afterimages remained.

The two men in black had no idea that Zhang Tianhao had left so quickly, but they didn't chase after him, clearly still keeping an eye on Yu Yinyin.

A few minutes later, Zhang Tianhao disappeared into the night as if he had never been there.

……

In the church's basement, Ah Feng sat looking at the intelligence he had just received. His face was quite grim, and his eyes even held a hint of ferocity as he looked at the intelligence.

He was clearly furious; in fact, one could say he was like a raging lion, almost ready to devour anyone.

"Damn it, those damned Japanese devils, they've gone too far! They've gone too far!"

"Don't let them catch me. I must avenge this, I absolutely must!"

He gently patted his thigh, letting the pain remind him that he had remembered this grudge.

"Ah Feng, what's wrong that made you so angry?"

Just then, a familiar voice entered Ah Feng's ears. He obviously didn't expect anyone to come to the basement at this time.

"Young Master!"

Ah Feng looked up and saw the figure standing at the entrance, and couldn't help but call out.

"Ok!"

As the figure drew closer, the footsteps remained barely audible.

Ah Feng was also stunned for a moment, but in the end he didn't ask any more questions. He just looked up at Zhang Tianhao's familiar face.

Or rather, it was Wang Xiaotian's familiar face, not Zhang Tianhao's real face. But it bore an 80% resemblance to Zhang Tianhao's face.

"Young Master, our transport ship at sea has run into trouble. News just came from Zhejiang that everyone has perished. They encountered a Japanese patrol navy and the transport ship was sunk."

When did you find out about this? When did it happen?

"It was the night before I told you the news that they were discovered by a Japanese naval patrol ship and then sunk by artillery fire; none of them survived."

“There were not only a large amount of medicine donated by patriots in Hong Kong, but also twelve brothers, all of them dead, all of them dead.”

“I will avenge my twelve brothers. I will pay with ten times the lives of the Japanese devils. Then they can rest in peace.”

Zhang Tianhao's voice was calm, seemingly devoid of much joy or sorrow, yet filled with an indescribable firmness.

"Don't worry, I've already avenged them with the lives of 100,000 Japanese soldiers. They died a worthwhile death in this battle!"

He added again, clearly trying to calm Ah Feng down and stabilize his emotions. "Young Master, that matter is..."

Ah Feng opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he couldn't say anything now, after all, he didn't expect Zhang Tianhao to say that.

One hundred thousand Japanese troops—that was the Japanese naval fleet and transport ships.

"I'm sorry, young master!"

After figuring it out, Ah Feng's attitude immediately became much more respectful. At least, he no longer felt any disappointment; on the contrary, he was more excited.

The disappearance of the Japanese naval fleet remains a mystery to this day, and no one knows the answer, but Zhang Tianhao has now told him.

"By the way, this batch of medicine, a total of twenty-five boxes, is running out of medicine here!"

"Sigh, medicine is indeed a troublesome matter, but I can't just conjure it up for you out of thin air. Really, Ah Feng, let's think of another way!"

The thought of medicine gave Zhang Tianhao a headache.

Without a complete industrial chain, medicines are purely consumables, and they can't afford to consume them.

"Young Master!"

Zhang Tianhao didn't say much, but walked to the opposite side of him, pulled out a chair and sat down.

"Have all the medicinal herbs from Northeast China been transported?"

“It’s basically impossible to transport medicinal herbs over now. It’s not that we don’t want to, but Miss Zhou has already sent a telegram that the herbs can’t leave the Northeast for the time being. They’re keeping a closer eye on things there.”

"Yes, that's definitely true!"

He is currently considering taking a trip to Northeast China to transport a batch of medicinal herbs to northern Jiangsu. It's not that he doesn't want Western medicine, but rather that it's too difficult to obtain Western medicine these days.

"Young Master, what are you thinking about?"

"By the way, what day of the week is it today?"

At this moment, Zhang Tianhao seemed to remember something and couldn't help but ask a question. It seemed that he had been too busy with work or other things these past few days and had forgotten many things.

"It's Wednesday today, have you forgotten?"

"Oh, I see!"

Zhang Tianhao gave a wry smile, then picked up his cup, took a sip of water, and said calmly, "Ah Feng, we still need to find a way to establish a new transportation line for the medicine. If possible, prepare a backup line!"

"Understood, but the supply lines are currently facing difficulties. The Japanese navy is too powerful at sea. Even when we transport supplies at night, we still frequently encounter Japanese patrol ships. Transporting supplies is extremely difficult."

Zhang Tianhao knew this all too well, but what could he do?

"Ah Feng, are there any other questions?"

"No, it's just that, young master, I'm planning to organize a raid on the Japanese to avenge the killing of our brothers. The brothers are quite agitated right now."

“I know, that’s fine, but you must be extremely careful. Only kill Japanese people. You must vet the people you want to kill. As for the Japanese military police and plainclothes officers, you can do whatever you want with them. I have no objection.”

“Alright, I will organize an assassination of Japanese officers or traitors throughout Shanghai. If we don’t act soon, many of our brothers will soon forget who they are.”

"Okay, then let's call it the March Plan!"

"Alright, young master, would you like to oversee things? A while ago, the Twelve Beauties and we organized a small assassination attempt!"

"I'd like to, but I don't have the time. If it weren't for my identity as a doctor, I would have disappeared long ago. Work is just too difficult. The underground party, your side, and the other two groups—all the work depends on my decisions. I'm overwhelmed!" (End of Chapter)