Spy Shadow: Command & Conquer

Chapter 777, puncture the window paper

"I don't want any power." Zhang Yong replied.

Head of state? Excuse me. The head of state didn't give him any face either.

Unless you give money.

Klinsmann was stunned for a moment, opened his mouth, and asked in shock: "Then what do you want?"

Zhang Yong showed a harmless smile and said, "Money."

"Money?" Klinsmann couldn't believe it. His eyes were fixed on Zhang Yong.

He wondered if he had heard wrongly.

However, it turns out that he heard it right. What the other party is talking about is money.

What an unreasonable guy.

Don't actually want power.

That's the power from the Führer!

That is the authority of the Führer! Supreme authority!

You don't want it?

"Yes, money. Specifically, marks, dollars, pounds, and francs are all fine."

Zhang Yong replied with a smile.

He knew he was here to be a buffoon today.

The negotiations between Vice Minister Min and others and Klinsmann most likely reached a deadlock.

At this time, you need to take a different approach.

Propose the transaction directly.

I want money.

If Germany wants information, buy it with money.

If you are unwilling to pay money, or do not have cash, you can sell arms.

You can also sell small arms. You can also sell howitzers. Selling airplanes is the best. Tanks can also be considered.

Anyway, as long as you Germans are willing to sell it, we are willing to take it.

The premise is actual delivery.

"I'm talking about power from the Supreme Helping Hand."

"I know. But I want money."

"The power of the Führer!"

"I want money."

Zhang Yong reiterated the emphasis unmistakably.

The power of the head of state sounds very tempting. But it’s useless in the East.

Who cares about him?

What's more, he can only last until 45 years.

He's too crazy and doesn't know how to play it safe. Want to win it all. As a result, he fell into the street.

A madman rises quickly and falls quickly.

Only money is eternal. Especially a little guy like Zhang Yong.

Power will disappear. But money doesn't.

Because he has a gun.

"How much do you want?" Klinsmann's face darkened.

He hated the mention of money.

He is addicted to power.

He is crazy about power. This is true of all the Gestapo.

The authority of the head of state cannot be blasphemed. Because the power of the Gestapo comes from the supreme head of state.

Hindenburg, who was blocking the way, was dead. The Führer's authority was now unquestionable.

He, the Gestapo, wanted to spread the authority of the Führer to the far East.

"The market price. The minimum is one hundred thousand dollars. If someone competes for it, it may cost half a million dollars, or even one million dollars."

"You're just crazy."

"It doesn't matter if I'm crazy. I'm talking about the market price."

"There is absolutely no way I can agree."

"Then your information will most likely be sold to the British and the French by Safiya. They will know your arms plans very well..."

"Shut up!"

Klinsmann is furious again.

Zhang Yong then shut up.

He likes guys like Klinsmann who have strong limbs and simple minds.

No one needs to use their brains or compete with their wits. Save worry and effort. If it were another old Yinbi, Zhang Yong would be much more difficult to deal with.

"How much do you really know?"

"I said it. I also learned about it accidentally. Including the Thunderstorm Plan and so on. Since I don't have money, I naturally don't have enough ability to obtain more intelligence. Most of the high-value intelligence requires money to buy. of……"

"What if there is no money?"

"Exchanges of equal value are also possible. It can also be settled in the form of trade."

"trading?"

"For example, you export a batch of arms and ask for 5 million new marks. But you give a small discount, only 4.5 million marks. The 500,000 marks can be regarded as the reward for obtaining intelligence."

"Good advice. I accept it."

Klinsmann rolled his eyes. I think it's ok. Agree on the spot.

If he were asked to come up with marks, dollars, pounds, francs, etc., he would definitely not have any.

The finances of the German people are actually very tight now. A lot of money was invested in armament plans. There was no cash in hand at all.

Not only is there no cash. And it owes a lot of money to foreigners. The interest is terrible.

If these loans were to be repaid in full, the Germans would absolutely go bankrupt. However, the Gestapo knew that the Führer was not prepared to pay back the money.

What will be done in the future? They don't know. However, it is absolutely impossible to pay back the money. Because I simply can’t afford it. I have to keep borrowing.

Selling arms is also a way to make money.

Therefore, the Germans are also actively expanding the arms market.

China, this big eastern country, is a good buyer for the Germans.

With a discount, it shouldn't be a big problem.

"Well, you can discuss it carefully with our Minister Min." Zhang Yong left immediately.

He is responsible for the part-time job.

Making decisions is the responsibility of the leader. It has nothing to do with him.

The clown's mission was accomplished, and he stopped when he was done. Get out now. It's more practical to make money.

By the way, the ocean in that cellar should have been counted, right?

So I said goodbye to Minister Min.

Minister Min nodded and sent him out personally.

Yes, this kid is on the right track. I completely understand what my superior meant!

Originally, inviting Zhang Yong here was just to break the window paper.

Because of the hierarchical relationship between the two parties, they cannot say it directly. After going around for a long time, the Germans didn’t understand.

it's good now. Everyone understood what the other party wanted. The next negotiation will be much easier.

We in China need your German arms. But you Germans have to get a discount. We must also ensure that military weapons are sent to China.

Otherwise, you won't get the information.

Farewell.

Prepare to run away.

See Yang Lichu. Still at the door.

parking.

"How fast?"

"I'm here to be a clown. Of course I can't stay for long."

"What are you busy with now?"

"A little bit of help..."

"No swearing."

"It's really just a fool's errand. I'm busy making money for milk powder."

"go away!"

Yang Lichu pretended to be angry.

Send him away. So as not to harm yourself again later.

The people around him all had unfamiliar faces. She was a little shy after all. Zhang Yong is not allowed to act recklessly in public.

"goodbye!"

Zhang Yong ran away like the wind.

Yang Lichu:......

no. You bastard. Running so fast!

There is no nostalgia for me at all...

I regret not giving him any benefits. It's not like I haven't given it before...

Zhang Yong returned to the grocery store.

fine. Chen Qingquan and the others are still there. He asked hurriedly: "How much?"

"Ninety-three thousand and eight," Chen Qingquan replied excitedly, "We have counted them all carefully. Not a single one is missing. The Japanese robbed a lot."

"Is it less than 100,000?" Zhang Yong couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Thought it was 100,000?

It turns out there aren’t that many!

Hey, I really didn’t expect that the ocean that almost filled the cellar was less than 100,000.

However, looking back, I can understand it. After all, the weight of a hundred thousand oceans is already a very scary figure. More than three tons. More than six thousand kilograms!

The car will definitely not be able to pull it all. Trucks had to be used.

However, trucks these days seem to be relatively backward and have limited transportation capacity. Especially domestic ones.

Professional transport trucks will only be available when large amounts of US aid arrive. Dodge. Ten rounds of big cards. Standard load capacity is five tons. Just pull a dozen tons.

"busy?"

"not busy."

"Go back and have tea."

"Thanks."

Zhang Yong said what he said without sincerity.

He doesn't like drinking tea. He likes to drink Coke.

Especially now that the weather is getting warmer, the iced Coke in the empty store is still delicious...

Yes, let’s talk about Coke. I obviously just went to the empty fund department, but I didn't even get a glass of Coke. What a failure. Must make up for it next time.

After all, he is also the director of the Third Intelligence Division of the Air Force Staff Headquarters and the deputy director of the Security Division. If he doesn't drink a few cups of Coke every day, he seems to be losing 100 million.

Turn around and look around.

Li Boqi was not seen. Ling Yan, Jiang Yiying, Li Jingzhi and others were not seen either.

"Where's the team leader?"

"I'm back. I have something important to do."

"What's important?"

"The 167th Division dispatched from Madang Fortress is undergoing training in the western suburbs. The Military and Political Commission ordered our Secret Service to arrest them."

"Catch whom?"

"A batch of arms was lost before. It is suspected that they were taken out and sold. The Military and Political Committee ordered us to investigate. We must get to the bottom of it."

"Oh..." Zhang Yong thought for a while. Madang Fortress, 167th Division, actually had some impression.

It seems that when the Japanese invaders went up the river in the future, the 167th Division made a fatal mistake at the Madang Fortress, which resulted in the fortress not functioning.

In anger, the commissioner ordered the commander of the 167th Division to be shot. The troop number was disbanded.

This is an extremely severe punishment.

Moreover, this 167th Division seems to be from the Huangpu Department?

After thinking about it carefully, there is no more information. I didn't care. Li Boqi went to deal with it.

The private sale of arms is simply a stubborn problem within the Fruit Party. It's hopeless. No one can fix it. Even the Huangpu clique's trusted troops are no exception.

It is closely related to another chronic disease: empty pay. There are so many people on the military and political committee's establishment list. But in reality there are often many vacancies.

The vacant food and salary naturally went into the pockets of officers at all levels.

And the extra weapons and equipment caused by the vacancies of soldiers will naturally be taken out and sold by "smart people". The money then falls into private pockets.

Does the committee know?

of course I know. He's not stupid.

He also knew that these evils were deadly. He also wanted to straighten things out.

However, the situations are very complex. The forces are intertwined. It’s not just about rectification. With little success.

This is touching other people's lives and money bags. How can others just let it go?

Resistance is inevitable. Some even have murderous intentions.

The investigators sent died immediately in the accident.

All kinds of "accidents".

Even in the late stages of the Anti-Japanese War, except for a very small number of troops who had been personally trained by the Americans, there were many vacancies in other troops.

It is said that there are 10,000 people, but 7,000 people are often very good.

It was said that there were seven thousand people, but five thousand people were already overjoyed.

During the War of Liberation, the national army often talked about how many divisions and how many thousands of people were concentrated, but these were only paper strength. In fact, a 30% discount is often required.

The results can be imagined. It would be weird not to be beaten violently.

"How many people did the team leader bring?" Zhang Yong felt the need to be concerned.

Currently, the Chicken Goose Lane headquarters is severely understaffed.

Li Boqi did not bring many people back from Tianjin Wei. No more than ten people at most.

At the headquarters, there are basically no direct descendants of Li Boqi. Like Zhang Yong, he basically came as a bachelor.

Go to the 167th Division to investigate. If you don't bring more than fifty people, you are seeking death.

In fact, even if you bring fifty people, you are courting death. If the opponent is really murderous, fifty people are useless.

I hope it's okay...

"I don't know." Chen Qingquan shook his head.

"Okay." Zhang Yong sent him away.

Then, I decided to stay at the train station and continue to watch.

It always feels like something is happening.

It was a coincidence that two women, Mei Wanjun and Yan Ruzi, appeared on the map at the same time.

The monitoring radius of his map is about 500 meters. These two women, one in the south and one in the north, met for about meters. I don’t know if they know each other?

The mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind.

He, Zhang Yong, wants to be the oriole behind the oriole...

Lu Keming was ordered to take his team back to rest, leaving Shangguan Qing's team behind.

As it turns out, having a squad around you is enough.

He is an oriole. Watch from the sidelines.

Soon, night falls. There was nothing unusual about the train station.

No more red spots were found.

Kazuo Sakata did not appear again. I wish he would show up...

At night, Zhang Yong found a hotel and hid everyone. Quietly dormant around the train station.

After early morning, the train station gradually became deserted.

However, there were still tourists coming in and out in twos and threes.

As the largest railway station in the country, Xiaguan Railway Station is still quite lively.

Even in the middle of the night, passengers were arriving one after another. Or get on the bus at the stop. They were all on passing buses.

Zhang Yong fell asleep in a daze...

Suddenly woke up.

But the map prompts that there is a red dot approaching. There are weapons symbols. Has gold logo.

Turn over quickly. At the same time, he took out a Browning M1935 high-power pistol from under the bedside. Pull the bolt. Loaded. Then he walked to the window, hid behind the curtain, raised the telescope, and observed from a distance.

The red dot came by train. I don’t know where the train came from. Probably passing by. It is also possible to get off the bus.

Silently monitor. I found the train slowly entering the station. The red dot starts to move. Oh, he's getting off. He soon appeared on the platform. Actually a woman?

The lights on the platform were relatively dim, and even with a telescope, Zhang Yong couldn't see clearly. But judging from her attire, she seems to be a woman. Older.

Very trendy. Very noble. Seems to be a lady.

However, Zhang Yong didn't quite believe that the other party was a woman.

why?

Except for Ttech, there are very few female spies.

Therefore, he suspected that the other party might be a man disguised as a woman. This can avoid many checks.

Most of the time, the inspection of female passengers is a bit formal. It is very likely that the Japanese spies took advantage of this loophole. Get into the car with weapons.

For a professional spy, dressing up as a woman is a piece of cake.

The only troublesome thing is the height.

If you are a taller spy, it will be difficult to make up as a woman.

However, most of the Japanese invaders were relatively short in stature. The general height is about 1.5 meters to 1.6 meters. There is no problem with men dressing up as women.

A Japanese spy, disguised as a woman, came to Jinling in the middle of the night with weapons and gold...

If there is no story, who would believe it?

Go out immediately.

Shangguan Qing is on duty outside the door.

Gesture.

Wake everyone up. Organize weapons and equipment.

set off.

Arriving quietly near the train station exit.

The red dot is moving toward the exit. If you want to catch someone, this is the best place.

However, considering that the target had a gun, Zhang Yong was still very careful.

It's best to catch the ones alive. If you can't catch them, you have no choice but to kill them directly.

Arrangements are in order.

Wait for the opportunity.

Suddenly, a red dot enters the edge of the map from the southwest corner. Marked.

After checking, I found out that it was Kazuo Sakata.

Hey, the ruthless killer shows up again. It seems that he was well prepared.

You can even think with your knees that Kazuo Sakata was probably here for this Japanese spy who got off the train and was probably a man disguised as a woman.

What is he going to do? Zhang Yong doesn't know. Just watch silently.

Better to kill each other.

Sure enough, Kazuo Sakata began to move towards the exit of the train station.

Zhang Yong immediately made a gesture and evacuated with his team.

Let Kazuo Sakata perform!

Look what this guy is going to do.

Soon, the two red dots met. The distance between the two sides is about thirty meters?

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

There were gunshots.

Very short. Only two sounds.

Then, a red dot disappeared. It's the spy who disguises himself as a woman.

He was beaten to death by Kazuo Sakata.

After Kazuo Sakata killed someone, he quickly stepped forward, seemed to take something from the deceased's body, and then left in a hurry. Extremely fast movements.

"on!"

Only then did Zhang Yong lead his men to rush forward.

Didn't chase Kazuo Sakata. Instead, he rushed towards the place where the firefight occurred.

Sure enough, there was a woman lying on the ground.

No breath. Already dead.

Zhang Yong went up and took off her clothes. Sure enough, it's a man.

Pooh!

unlucky! I hate shemales the most!

"what?"

Someone yelled in surprise.

I thought she was a lady! I didn't expect it to be a man.

Zhang Yong quickly touched the body. I quickly found an envelope. It's not gold bars inside. It's a thin piece of gold.

Or is this the golden leaf mentioned in martial arts novels?

In fact, it is to make gold into a very thin piece. Easy to carry. Can be packed in an envelope.

engulf.

Finally got some income again. The thin gold leaves just fit into the pocket space.

However, this is not the point.

The key is that Zhang Yong also found an envelope on his body.

The envelope is sealed. Sealed with fire paint. There are no signs of demolition.

Zhang Yong thought carefully for a moment and opened the envelope with a dagger.

There is only a blank piece of paper inside. There are a lot of numbers written on it.

Handwritten. very clearly. All are three digits. Two by two. It seems that the two sets of numbers are a pair?

After pondering for a moment, I couldn't figure it out. It seems to have nothing to do with the password?

Keep touching the body. Find some change. There is also a picture of a train station that has been torn out. I got on the bus from Hangzhou.

It turned out to be a fish that slipped through the net!

Alas, I am not in Shanghai, and Japanese spies dare to carry weapons on the train.

If it was before, I would definitely catch it right away.

So, here comes the question, what does the Japanese spy do when he comes to Jinling from Hangzhou?

Who do you want to connect with?

How did Kazuo Sakata know? Why can he intercept and kill so accurately?

Could it be said that there is someone inside the Japanese spy who is cooperating with Kazuo Sakata?

The more I think about it, the more outrageous it becomes. He shook his head hastily. Take back your thoughts. Take your own people and evacuate quickly.

Suddenly I felt something. Another red dot appears on the edge of the map.

Not Kazuo Sakata. No markings. Maybe someone new.

Bright eyes.

Is this Japanese spy here to help?

Hearing gunshots and quietly coming over to check on the situation?

Sorry, catch me!

[To be continued]

(End of this chapter)