Bourne: Command and Conquer

Chapter 1448: , come and eat farts!

Chapter 1448, come and eat farts!

In the first half of the night, we stayed at Yu Muge Villa.

He is thick-skinned. Don't care about other people's opinions. What you agree with me is none of your business.

Yu Muge naturally served him wholeheartedly. It's a pity that the spring night is short. I still have to work in the second half of the night.

Look at the time. One o'clock in the morning.

very good.

Work.

Pick up the phone on the bedside table.

No need to dial. Directly command the system to cut into Akiyama Shigekui's line.

Cut directly to Akiyama Shigekui's bedside phone.

It's late at night. Just in time to chat.

By the way, we are Weng’s son-in-law! We have to communicate frequently to avoid getting rusty.

result…

No one listened for a long time.

Probably fell asleep. But it doesn't matter. The system will keep ringing.

Keep ringing until someone picks up the call.

finally…

Someone answered the phone.

"What the heck..."

Akiyama Shigekui's voice came.

Very unhappy.

Was woken up in the middle of the night. Who can be happy?

If there is nothing important, he will definitely curse. He has also been feeling a little irritable recently.

Mainly, the Military Ministry put pressure on the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, saying that the Ministry of Foreign Affairs did not help the Military Ministry stabilize Red Tsarist Russia. The Chinese Air Force was not stabilized.

This is really a crime that you want to inflict, so why bother?

Your military is failing on the battlefield. You don't blame yourself for your incompetence, but blame our Ministry of Foreign Affairs?

But Foreign Minister Hirota Hiroshi is a loyal lackey of the military department.

Very flattering and flattering to the military. There is no one who cannot refuse to comply with the requirements of the military department.

The most important thing is that there are rumors that the Ministry of Foreign Affairs is preparing to arrange for him to serve as ambassador in Moscow.

This made Akiyama Shigekui very unhappy. Feel betrayed.

Of course, Moscow is not as lively and comfortable as Shanghai’s beaches.

"Father-in-law..."

Zhang Yong greeted with a smile in Japanese.

result…

Immediately received a "kind" response from Akiyama Shigekui.

Akiyama Shigekui, who was already very unhappy, just dealt with him. It lasted almost five minutes.

Zhang Yong put the microphone on the bedside table. Let the other party scold you inside.

It doesn't matter. Keep scolding. Let’s talk when we’re tired of scolding.

This autumn mountain and heavy sunflower are also one of the culprits of the invasion of China.

Now it's a matter of emptiness and resignation. After the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, he will be hanged like everyone else.

Those who escaped trial or were sentenced lightly must die!

If it cannot be implemented publicly. Zhang Yong executed it himself in private.

Wait until the other person has finished scolding. Hang up the phone.

Hide back under the covers. Get bored with the beauty for a while.

It feels almost done. Picked up the phone again. The command system cuts in again.

One minute…

Three minutes…

Finally, Akiyama Shigekui had to pick up the microphone again.

"What the heck..."

"Father-in-law, it's still me..."

"Baga!"

Akiyama Shigekui roared angrily.

It's this **** again! Does he want his own life?

In the middle of the night, I kept getting phone calls.

What happened to the switchboard?

Why can't I intercept the other party's call?

Don't you even know there's a call coming in from outside?

What went wrong?

Was he bribed by a Wakayama libertine? Or are they collaborating and collaborating?

"Baga! What on earth are you going to do?"

"The last suggestion was three hundred thousand oceans. When will you give it to me..."

"Go to hell!"

Akiyama Shigekui roared. I was absolutely furious.

Snap!

Hang up the phone.

Originally, he really wanted to find the other party.

However, the other party always calls unexpectedly in the middle of the night, who can bear it?

Zhang Yong:…

All right.

Call again at three in the morning.

Anyway, I have something to do in the rest of the night.

get up. dressing.

Du Shanglong was already waiting outside with the elite of the special service company.

Yu Muge was obedient and didn't ask anything.

Whatever I can tell you, I will tell you naturally. If I can't tell you, I won't tell you if I ask.

Go out.

Get in the car.

Soon, we arrived inside the concession.

The concession in Hankou is actually quite lively. But there is no independent military police.

It is said to be a concession, but in fact you can come and go freely. It is very different from the public concession in Shanghai. There are only a few Annan patrols.

As the Japanese invaders gradually approached Hankou, and planes bombed from time to time, the foreigners in the Hankou concession had evacuated one after another. Afraid of being accidentally injured.

The number of people left now is less than one-third of the past. But it's more lively than before.

Why? Because refugees evacuated from other places poured into the concession one after another, looking for a place to live here. Let’s live for now.

The refugees who can escape here are all wealthy. Many people rented houses in the concession. Then the whole family moves in.

For the time being, Hankou is still safe. Many people came here and took a breath.

late at night.

The bright car lights cut through the darkness.

Soon, Zhang Yong came outside an exquisite small foreign-style building.

surrounded.

Just break in through the door.

Zhang Yong led people directly to the master bedroom on the second floor.

The owner of the villa walked out of the room in horror. Seems very angry.

"do what?"

"Coming to catch you."

Zhang Yong responded very kindly.

Then give the other person a slap. Let’s do a big memory awakening technique first.

"you…"

The opponent fell on his back.

Then he was carried to the middle of the living room by Zhang Yongti.

let go.

Throw it down.

The target is a wealthy middle-aged man, weighing almost 180 pounds.

However, Zhang Yong carried it with one hand as if he was carrying a puppy.

"Crash..."

Go down with a basin of cold water.

Ice Bucket Challenge…

wrong. This is the real great awakening technique.

Soon, the wealthy middle-aged man woke up. All wet. Cool.

"you…"

"Give me money."

Zhang Yong's words are concise and to the point.

So sleepy.

Want to yawn.

Come out of the warm and gentle land!

If you don't have a million or a hundred thousand, I will definitely tear out all your ribs tonight.

"I…"

"You recognize me. All I want is money."

"I…"

"If you don't accept such conditions, then there is nothing you can do."

Zhang Yong said lazily.

Then he started yawning. I’m so sleepy!

If it wasn't for money, how could he be willing to leave the gentle land of beautiful women?

The system has weapons and ammunition, but no money!

So many troops need food and pay. It feels overwhelming.

In my previous life, I owed the bank more than 100 yuan for my mortgage every day.

Now when I wake up every day, I need to find a way to earn 20,000 yuan, otherwise, there will be no money for military pay.

Twenty thousand oceans a day!

There's so much pressure, okay.

There is no other way but to strike hard.

I hope that I can squeeze one million and hundreds of thousands of dollars out of this Japanese invader.

If not, light it up as a sky lantern!

Not even one million or hundreds of thousands. What kind of spy are you...

Pooh!

"I, I, I..."

"No?"

"Give.Give.Give."

The spy immediately changed his tune. Obviously aware of the consequences of rejection.

If I want information, you don’t have to give it. The other person may be too lazy to pay attention to you. However, if you don't give money when you ask for it, you are really asking for death.

"explain."

"I give, I give..."

The Japanese invaders hurriedly confessed. Tell me honestly where the money is hidden.

Zhang Yong immediately led people to search for him. It was found that all were legal tender. They are all pirated copies. The number is indeed quite large. A full 1.8 million.

Fiat currency…

Not very willing to accept it.

However, drinking poison to quench thirst has no regard for the consequences.

For the time being, fiat currencies have not completely collapsed. Still available. If you don't, the Ministry of Finance will print like crazy.

The final result is that the 1.8 million legal currency is simply a drop in the bucket.

Put it all away.

These legal tenders were used to pay the military. He doesn't want it himself.

All he wants is dollars, pounds, and gold bars.

If it doesn't work, the ocean will do.

Return to the small western-style building.

"Can I go?"

"etc."

"You, you, you have to obey the rules..."

"Now in Hankou, there are at least more than a hundred Japanese spies. Calculated based on one hundred thousand oceans per person..."

"No. How can you calculate like this?"

"Why not? Do you want to watch your accomplices be killed by me?"

"I…"

"If you are unwilling to pay, then I will arrest the person and ask him to ask you why you didn't pay to save him..."

"Zhang Yong, do you want to do this..."

"Look, I'm also here for money! For you, money is just something external to you, right?"

"I, I..." "There must be many people who are secretly communicating with you and giving you money to pave the way for the future. Right?"

"No…"

The spy tried to deny it. But quickly shut up again.

There's no point in denying it. Zhang Yong is professional. Well, very professional asking for money. No information required, just money.

Suddenly he smiled helplessly.

It's pitiful for professional spies like me to encounter such a freak.

I'm arresting you not because of intelligence. Not because of peer competition. But for money. Purely for money. It feels humiliating.

Can you at least show some professional skills?

You should at least improve your level!

Don’t always focus on money…

"You give me money. I'll help you make progress."

"What?"

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"You give me money, and I'll give you information. I'll help you become successful."

"impossible…"

"Wait until I finish. As you become more successful, you can attract more traitors to come to you and give you money, and then I can get more money..."

“…”

The spy decided to keep his mouth shut.

After all, it’s still money. Can you not mention the money?

I feel like I really have nothing to talk about with you. We are not on the same level. I'm a professional spy...

"Crack!"

Got two slaps.

My thoughts immediately changed. Willing to cooperate.

Honestly hand over all the money that the traitors paid as tribute. Hidden at the end is the list.

This is its last life-saving capital.

"I don't want the list." Zhang Yong waved his hand, "Let them continue to pay."

"But, they have already handed it over." The spy frowned, "If you continue to ask..."

"You ate yesterday, but you won't eat today?"

"But there's no reason!"

"The money paid before was only to ensure their life safety. But it did not include the safety of their property."

"this…"

"Isn't it the name of collecting money for the second time? The name of the third time is to help them seek official positions. The fourth time..."

Zhang Yong is good at tempting.

This spy is really stupid!

Don't know how to be flexible. Really be prepared to only charge once.

joke…

How can this be done?

How can you collect wool in one go?

Must develop sustainably! Keep plucking. Take it out little by little...

"Understand?"

"No…"

"Crack!"

Got a slap.

Eyes blurred. Drowsily.

I seem to understand. But I don’t seem to understand it very well.

So Zhang Yong told it seriously for the second time.

"Do you understand?"

"without…"

"Crack!"

Another slap.

These are all stupid heads.

I told you twice. You still don’t understand?

Baga!

Get a spy from Osaka!

So tired.

Unaware guy.

"I said the third time..."

Snap!

Another slap.

"I said the fourth time..."

Snap!

Another slap.

This time, the spy finally understood.

He did not rebel. No confidential information was betrayed.

It's simply a loss of money.

At the same time, it also became a tool to help Zhang Yong make money. Help him steal from those traitors.

"Got it!"

The spy shouted hurriedly.

If you don't understand anymore, you will be beaten to death.

"good."

Only then did Zhang Yong stop with satisfaction.

So tired.

Educating spies is too difficult.

All of them have elm-headed heads. Not smart at all.

Look at the belongings in the portable space.

good. Very satisfied.

The traitors have so much money!

The banknotes alone amounted to more than one million. So cool.

If you go to catch the traitors yourself, it may cause a lot of troubles.

Mainly there is not enough evidence.

However, it is much easier to change hands through a spy.

The key is that you can continue to squeeze money from the traitors in the future. They have no way out.

"If you don't give it, I will tell Zhang Yong."

hey-hey. It’s exciting to think about.

Damn traitor!

They must all be drained!

Use their last copper as military expenses!

Okay, the stick is over.

Now I'm going to give you a sweet date.

"At seven o'clock tomorrow morning, I will bomb Jinling."

"What?"

"Report to your superiors that I will take the bombers to Jinling at seven o'clock tomorrow morning."

"real?"

"I said I would help you become a successful person."

"Well…"

"I didn't even ask your name. Am I being sincere?"

"But, you guys are making so much noise tonight..."

"Don't worry. No one knows."

"All right…"

The spy was dubious.

However, it has no choice.

Could it be that it refuses to be prosperous and instead chooses to destroy itself?

It's not that stupid...

Zhang Yong only wants money. I just need to help him make money...

It doesn't seem that difficult.

Can live well. Why seek death?

Lead the team and leave.

Return to the airport.

There is still a little time. First, organize your personal space.

Tonight's haul was pretty good.

The traitors paid tribute with more money than legal currency.

By the end of the count, I was literally grinning.

It seems that a new way to make money has been discovered. Just use spies to make money.

Japanese spies collect money from traitors and then fall into their own hands.

No need to work **** your own.

When you need money, just go to the spy to get it.

If you don't give it, resort to tricks.

It is estimated that no spy will refuse.

I'm not asking you to sell information. I just want money. You refuse a der…

So cool.

Be in high spirits.

Go and squint for a while.

At four o'clock in the morning, get up. Prepare.

Come to the area of Martin 139WC bomber.

"Commissioner."

"Are you ready?"

"Report, all five are ready."

"Five?"

Zhang Yong was overjoyed.

Sure enough, the Red Party is very efficient in handling affairs!

Even the fifth frame was repaired.

sharp. Must be rewarded.

So he threw out another bag of French currency. About three thousand yuan.

Huang Zhicheng:…

Looks dull.

Throw money away if you don't agree.

By the way, how rich is this guy?

Just gave me a bag yesterday. Now give it again. Can you print money yourself?

However, we have to admit that with generous rewards, everyone is indeed very motivated to work. The whole body is filled with energy.

Originally, it would take several days to repair the fifth bomber. However, after each person was issued thirty yuan of legal currency, it was completed in one day.

"Commissioner."

Xu Huansheng arrived with five crews.

Four people per crew. Counting Zhang Yong, there are twenty in total. There are only four pilots.

Still 70% oil. Mounted four 250 kg aerial bombs.

Of course, the four 12.7mm machine guns are all loaded with bullets.

"Set off."

"yes."

Take off with the team. Fly to Jinling.

Since I have told the spy that I am going to Jinling, of course I have to fake it.

Help the spy upgrade, and you can earn more small money in the future.

Will it be intercepted by Japanese fighter jets?

Not afraid.