Spy Shadow: Command & Conquer

Chapter 783, So, pull hard

Zhang Yong sat down next to the spy.

This is a table for four. Zhang Yong sat opposite the spy.

Safety first.

Although spies don't have guns. But what if there is a knife?

If you sit next to him, you will be easily assassinated by a spy. But there is no such danger when sitting across from you.

If the opponent draws a knife. He drew his gun.

Within seven steps, the gun is fast and accurate.

"you……"

The spy was confused.

He stopped holding his knife and fork.

There was a glint in the depths of his eyes. Gone in a flash.

Zhang Yong smiled and nodded.

well.

The other person knows you.

Although, the other party concealed it very well.

However, Zhang Yong is no longer the first brother. He can also judge some things.

The spy in front of him definitely knows Zhang Yong. But he pretended not to know him.

To be honest, this disguise is not very clever.

He should understand that since he is sitting next to him, he has been exposed.

"you know me."

"Who are you?"

"I'm Zhang Yong. I'm from the Fuxing Society Secret Service. I specialize in catching Japanese spies."

"Why did you come to me?"

"I'm very surprised. Why were you called to participate? Logically speaking, you shouldn't participate in kidnapping. You are hiding your identity now, okay, why should you participate in the kidnapping? Because you can speak English .They need an English translator?"

Zhang Yong talks eloquently.

The other party was one of the spies involved in the kidnapping.

The system is absolutely infallible.

He was just a little confused. Hope to get answers.

Of course, if the other person is unwilling to answer. It doesn't matter. It’s okay if you don’t have an answer.

His purpose is to make money.

And making money doesn’t require answers. Catch someone. Or kill people, that's fine.

"I do not know what you're talking about."

"I'm Zhang Yong. My specialty is catching Japanese spies. I'm already sitting next to you. Why do you have to deny it?"

"You may be mistaken."

"I can't make a mistake. I'm giving you a chance to choose. Are you willing to continue doing this job, or are you willing to go back to serve in prison?"

"You are slandering people."

"The guy who works at the Baozi Shop has been caught alive by me. If you don't tell him, he will."

"I do not know what you're talking about."

"Let's put it this way, I was observing you when you came out of that small fortress-like building. You and another person got into a rickshaw and left. You should be going northwest. It's Baohua The road. Yes. It’s Baohua Road.”

"..."

The spy finally fell silent.

When everything is revealed, resistance is meaningless.

However, he remained silent.

Silence means not giving in.

"There are seven of you." Zhang Yong said slowly, "During the process of rescuing the hostages, I killed two. Later, I killed two more and captured one alive. Now, you are the sixth. There is also the seventh. , I haven’t found it yet.”

"I won't say anything." The spy put down his knife and fork. Cold response.

"I don't need you to say anything." Zhang Yong waved to the waiter. Just right. dinner time. I am also hungry. Just eat.

He waved to the others. Signaling them all to come in. have a meal together.

Just got a check. Five hundred silver dollars. It's enough to pay for a meal for everyone. hehe.

Having money is fun. You can eat anytime, anywhere.

I used to think that the food at the Chicken Goose Lane headquarters was pretty good. Now that the taste is good, I think the ones outside are better.

I just don’t know if there is any gutter oil...

The waitress comes over.

The spy made no move.

Zhang Yong smiled, "I thought you would take hostages."

The spy shook his head and said coldly: "You, Zhang Shaolong, are not a compassionate person."

"That's right." Zhang Yong nodded in agreement.

Indeed, he can shoot.

Shoot the waiter. Then catch the spies.

The waiter was injured and taken to the hospital. He is responsible for paying the medical bills. There's also a scare fee.

So, work hard to make money. Otherwise, you won’t even get medical expenses after injuring someone.

The waitress was completely unaware of the danger.

"gentlemen."

"There are a lot of us, please take a look. Each person has a set meal. How much does it cost?"

"Sir, how many of you are there?"

"Thirty-five. That should be it. If it's not enough, we'll add more."

"If each person has a set meal, it's almost ten oceans."

"Okay. I'll give you fifteen oceans. Add a little portion to each set meal. We are all rough guys. Eat more."

"I get it, thank."

"Good work."

Zhang Yong handed the other party fifteen oceans.

Then arrange the chairs. Officially sitting in front of the spy. Make a gesture of invitation.

"We are all colleagues. Don't mind revealing the names."

"Yosuke Yamaguchi."

"Oh, I know this last name. Yamaguchi Momoe, I like it."

"what?"

"You have a beauty in Fuso named Yamaguchi Momoe. She is very beautiful. She sings well and acts well. My parents like her very much."

"Momoe Yamaguchi? Your parents?"

"Yes. She filmed a TV series called "Blood Doubt", which was the first Japanese TV series my parents were exposed to."

"what are you talking about?"

Yamaguchi Yosuke was confused. He didn’t understand Zhang Yong’s words at all!

It doesn't feel like nonsense. Such nonsense is completely meaningless. Could it be that the other party is mentally ill? Insanity?

hateful……

He was actually discovered by a lunatic.

fail……

But, having said that, except for the psychopath, who else can see through him?

He spent three years lurking in the Bank of Communications. Never had any issues.

Until Zhang Yong appeared...

This guy's brain is definitely not normal. Because normal people would never talk nonsense like this.

"Don't understand what I'm talking about?"

"not understand."

"I'm telling you, you can have a great future."

"You think I'll believe it?"

"Why don't you believe it? What if it's true?"

"I do not believe."

The spy said coldly.

Zhang Yong nodded. Express understanding. Then he bowed his head and ate.

No more talking.

Concentrate on cooking.

Sure enough, I am not an expert in negotiation.

The protagonists in spy dramas are all versatile. A few words can convince the other person.

Like Yan Shuangying, there are even more famous quotes.

Unfortunately, I don’t seem to understand anything. The speech is completely uninfectious. No one else is a bird.

Alas, what a failure!

Fortunately, I can still make some money. Otherwise, it would be a shame to travel through time.

The spy watched Zhang Yong concentrate on eating. Instead, he became a little restless. Maybe Zhang Yong is too calm. Make him realize that his life is counting down.

No one is willing to fail.

Especially those who are confident. He will not admit failure easily.

Yamaguchi Yosuke is one of them.

"Did you really rescue the hostages?" The spy suddenly asked a very stupid question.

Silly words. But it's really key.

If the hostage is rescued, he is worthless.

Because the hostages have seen his face and know who he is. He was completely exposed.

"Rescued. But seriously injured."

"Did you fight?"

"Of course not. It was you who beat me."

"us?"

"Yes. You kidnapped an American hostage and tortured him severely, leaving him covered in bruises and scars. Now, reporters from all over the world have taken photos. You also got the hostage's personal accusations. There should be people taking to the streets now."

"We didn't hit him!"

The spy was worried. Subconscious discrimination.

They really didn't fight. They also knew that the hostage had a background.

Their plan is not to use punishment until the last step. They also know that once punishment is used, the consequences will be serious.

"See for yourself!"

Zhang Yong casually took out a stack of photos and gave them to the other party.

The photos were of course taken from foreign journalists. It was developed urgently by a photo studio.

The spy hurriedly took the photo. Then the whole person froze.

sky! The hostages' backs were covered in scars. All are whip marks one by one.

But, he swore, they really didn't fight!

How could this be?

"impossible……"

"It is impossible."

"what?"

"I did it."

"you?"

"To be precise, it was MacFarlane who asked me to fight."

"why?"

"What do you say?"

"Are you going to frame me for trouble?"

"Shh! Don't say that. There is no such thing."

"You are clearly framing the blame! We definitely did not abuse the hostages! Absolutely not!" "I believe..."

Zhang Yong said slowly.

Put down the knife and fork. Burping. Well. Almost full.

The Western food in this cafe is pretty good. The portion is also sufficient. It would be better to rename it a Western restaurant.

"But others don't believe it!"

"What exactly do you want to do? Why are you framing me?"

"Don't think so much. We just want to make some money. Your boss definitely doesn't want to cause an international commotion, and will definitely pay to quell the matter. They will find me. Then make an offer. I hope I will quell the matter. Don't It became an international issue. I got the money and the matter was over."

"What a man who wants money. Zhang Yong! Zhang Shaolong! He really doesn't change his true colors!"

"It seems that you know me very well. Could it be that you are the mastermind of the kidnapping case?"

Zhang Yong suddenly realized what he was doing.

The guy in front of me doesn't look like he was pulled away temporarily.

His hidden identity is still valuable, so it is impossible to help him. Unless he planned it himself. Everyone else is a helper.

right. Everyone else is a helper. He is the rightful owner.

Look up at each other.

A proud smile appeared on the spy's lips.

good. He is the mastermind!

The kidnapping was planned by him. The others are all underdogs.

Unfortunately, he didn't expect that Zhang Yong would find him so quickly.

I have to say, this guy is really a tough enemy.

"That's right. It's me."

The spy replied proudly. He felt like he was going to leave his name in history.

Even if the other party kills him, he will be satisfied.

Although it failed in the end.

"It's really you." Zhang Yong was very happy, "Then let me ask you, does it cost a lot to work for MacArthur?"

"What?" The Japanese spy couldn't catch up. Stay.

What does it mean to do things for MacArthur?

money? too much?

"That's it." Zhang Yong asked seriously, "McFarland asked me to work for MacArthur. He promised me five hundred dollars a month. I think it's a bit low. So, I want to know the market situation from you. What’s the price like?”

"So, are you going to do something for the Americans?" The spy showed a strange expression.

"It's a part-time job. After all, I'm short of money." Zhang Yong nodded, "If you can make some extra money, no one will refuse, right?"

"Are you so short of money?"

"Yes. We are very short of money. The teams I lead are all self-funded. No one funds it. If there is no money, you will have to drink the northwest wind immediately. You see, in order to catch you, I came here and had a meal. , it only cost fifteen oceans! One meal costs fifteen oceans! Do you think I am short of money?"

"you……"

The spy's face looked even weirder.

Want to say something. But it’s hard to say. I feel like such a failure.

The other party actually doesn’t even have the funds!

The other party actually had to raise their own funds.

No wonder he is so crazy about catching Japanese spies and extorting money everywhere.

The Jinling government is also really stingy. Not a penny will be given. hateful. The Japanese were the ones injured in the end!

idiot!

So angry. But I couldn't vent it.

Although Zhang Yong is an enemy. But there seems to be no reason to accuse him. He also wants to have a meal...

"Can you give me an answer?"

"what?"

"That's the question. Working for MacArthur, it's $500 per month. What's the price?"

"Do you think I'll answer you?"

"You are going to die anyway. It would be a good idea to dig a hole for MacFarlane before you die. I will join forces with him to trap you. You can also join forces with me to trap him. Right?"

"Zhang Yong, Zhang Shaolong. You really want to take advantage of everything!"

"OK?"

Zhang Yong asked seriously.

Spy:...

you! idiot! It’s really unbearable!

This bastard has eaten himself and wants to eat McFarlane again.

However, if he could cheat MacFarlane, he would definitely not let it go. Before you die, you should have someone on your back.

"What are you going to do?"

"Simple. Of the seven of you, four have died and two have been captured alive. One more should be captured or beaten to death. In this way, your superiors will not know how many people have fallen into my hands. In their hands. They will be worried that you will come out to accuse this matter. That will be troublesome. The Ministry of Foreign Affairs will definitely not accept it. Therefore, someone will definitely come to me. I hope I cover up the matter."

"How much do you want?"

"Not much. Fifty thousand dollars. My requirements are very low."

"Fifty thousand dollars! How dare you!"

"You think it's too little? How about I add more? One hundred thousand dollars?"

"go to hell!"

"No. I don't have to die. But you have to die. Your side will definitely ask me to silence you to prevent you from being exposed as witnesses."

"Don't even think about driving a wedge between us."

"I'm just telling you a fact. I have to kill you. It's what you requested. Dead people can keep the secret forever."

"I'm not afraid of death."

"Understood. So, before you die, can you tell me what the prices at MacArthur are like?"

"you……"

The spy suddenly gritted his teeth.

idiot!

very angry. But facing Zhang Yong, I couldn't get angry.

This bastard. It's all about the money.

As an excellent spy, Yamaguchi Yosuke said he was hurt.

Can you stop talking about money?

For five hundred dollars, you feel like you have to sell yourself.

idiot!

shame!

To be caught by such a person!

His dignity, his honor! Ahhhh, they are all tainted by the other party’s money!

but……

Before he died, he did want to take revenge on MacFarlane. Borrow Zhang Yong's knife.

"Yanks are concerned about the Thunderstorm program."

"The Thunderstorm Plan has nothing to do with them..."

"MacArthur was very forward-looking about Army Aviation aircraft."

"he?"

"You know about the Mitchell case, right?"

"do not know."

"Appreciate further details."

"I want a cup of coffee."

"it is good."

Zhang Yong turned his head. wave.

Ask the waiter to bring you the best coffee.

Although it is an enemy. But it is still useful to get some information.

He had never heard of the Mitchell case.

"That was in 1925..." the spy began to explain slowly, "Mitchell turned out to be the Yankees' deputy commander of the Joint Service Force of the Army Aviation Department. He had the rank of brigadier general. He advocated the establishment of an independent air force. He advocated the removal of aviation from He became independent within the Army. His views were so radical that he offended many senior officials."

"What does this have to do with MacArthur?" Zhang Yong wondered.

It's strange to say. During this period, the aviation forces of the United States and Japan were not independent.

The aircraft belong to the Army and Navy respectively. There is no independent air force.

On the contrary, Germany has an independent air force. The Soviet Union also had it. There is also one in the UK. I don't know if France has it. A very complex worldview.

Instead, the government has an independent air force. Still very independent.

You can't even interfere with the committee.

"MacArthur was the presiding judge. He convicted Mitchell. He was suspended from service for five years."

"and then?"

"Although he convicted Mitchell. However, in Mitchell's radical theory, he recognized the importance of aviation. Therefore, he advocated the active development of aviation, giving priority to tanks, armor and heavy artillery."

"and then?"

"So, of course he cares about Project Thunderstorm. It's a state-of-the-art fighter jet. He wants it too."

"Oh……"

Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

So that's what happened. It’s really a long time to see you. There is such a secret.

I have to say that this Lao Mai does have some discernment. We have long recognized the air superiority advantage of aviation in future wars.

Although it denied the establishment of an independent air force. However, he himself was a staunch supporter of aviation. No wonder the Yankees' aviation developed so rapidly. All kinds of extremely excellent fighters and bombers emerge in endlessly. Most of this was driven by MacArthur.

Objectively speaking, Lao Mai is indeed on the right track.

In World War II, the most capable air force was the American Air Force.

It is very capable of fighting both at sea and in the air.

If he hadn't encountered an unprecedented opponent on the Korean Peninsula, he might have ended his life in glory.

"So, the issue of funding..."

"Half a million dollars."

"what?"

"MacArthur asked for $109, hoping to buy the complete blueprints of the BF fighter jet."

"Can't? He has so much money?"

"Of course it was not him who came forward. It was someone else who came forward. It was the arms dealers behind him who came forward. Curtiss, Boeing, McDonnell Douglas, and Lockheed were all involved."

"Oh……"

Zhang Yong's eyes gradually brightened.

forgotten. MacArthur was also a very energetic guy.

He has very good relations with the domestic media and arms dealers. He often gave support to arms dealers.

If you can get the complete drawings of bf109, half a million dollars is nothing.

If you divide it among several aircraft manufacturing companies, it will be nothing more than drizzle! Not even a drizzle.

Which aircraft company's scientific research funding is not calculated in millions of dollars?

A technological breakthrough cannot be measured by half a million dollars. Hundreds of times, thousands of times more than that.

Especially as the time for the full outbreak of World War II becomes shorter and shorter, if a breakthrough in technology can be achieved, an order will be for thousands or tens of thousands of aircraft.

and so……

MacArthur is the real big fat fish!

Hold on tight, you can at least survive until 1950...

deal.

it's him.

Pluck it hard!

[To be continued]

(End of this chapter)