Bourne: Command and Conquer

Chapter 1560: , I'll talk about it if I can kill it!

Chapter 1560, let me talk about it if I can kill you!

The people who monitored Zhang Yong were also having a meal.

The difference is that this guy is in a house.

The distance is only more than 200 meters. The window is located just opposite the Portuguese restaurant.

Zhang Yong went out. Going in another direction.

Wave.

Motion to others to follow.

The target was quickly surrounded.

"Bang!"

Kick the door open with one kick.

Several people rushed in quickly and held the target.

"I'll give the money!"

Before being pushed down, the target screamed decisively.

Zhang Yong:…

All right. You know the code.

The target was quickly controlled. But there was no rag stuffing into your mouth.

No need. Because the other party was very tactful and shouted: "I'll give the US dollar, I'll give the US dollar, Zhang, I have the US dollar for you..."

"I saw it." Zhang Yong picked up the US dollar on the desktop.

The dollar is on the desktop.

A total of five stacks.

The face value is all five dollars. One hundred pictures per stack. A total of $2,500.

I have to say that the other party is very wise. Speak with dollars. It's much more useful than asking for a life. Otherwise, you will definitely be beaten into a pig's head.

"Let him go."

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

Put the dollar away. It seems to be my own.

It seems that for the US dollar, you can speak well.

"Please sit..."

"Zhang, thank you for the information you provided to us, this is a reward."

"What?"

Zhang Yong was stunned.

Take out the dollar. Count carefully.

That's right, it's $2,500. Is this the cost of intelligence?

wrong…

Is my intelligence worthless?

“If you are willing to sell the intelligence exclusively to us, you can get a hundred times the reward.”

"real?"

Zhang Yong's eyes narrowed.

What a guy, it turns out he is a great god!

One hundred times the reward. That's $250,000! What a temptation!

German?

Japanese?

It is judged to be German.

Because it is impossible for Japanese to pay.

The Japanese invaders hated him to death. How could it be possible to pay for British intelligence?

Moreover, the position of the British battleships in the Atlantic Ocean had no effect on the Japanese invaders. The most concerned were Germany, then France and Italy…

etc…

French?

“Sell us exclusive intelligence when we need it, at least $250,000 per piece of intelligence.”

"You need it?"

"That's right. We will contact you when we need it."

"Who are you…"

"I'm serving Mr. Zeus."

"Zeus?"

Zhang Yong thought to himself, this guy was so angry.

He actually dared to use Zeus as his code name.

But it doesn't matter.

As long as the money is in place, he never asks who the other party is.

Whether you are German or French. Just $250,000. Guaranteed to satisfy you.

"Specialist Zhang, I hope we can cooperate happily."

"good."

Zhang Yong put the US dollar back in hand.

Sure enough, selling information is a pleasure. You can eat both ends. Profits at both ends.

The only premise is that your life must be strong enough. Otherwise, they will definitely be killed silently.

Dickens has already made it clear.

If you don't cooperate, you will be killed. No other choice.

Since you cannot use it for yourself, you must eliminate it. You must never let him use it for your enemies.

This is the basic principle of wars among countries.

As long as you are a human, there will be loopholes. They will all have weaknesses. It is impossible to be vigilant 24 hours a day.

Anyone who is caught will be ruined.

Fortunately, he is not human. wrong. It's him that has the system. Can save your life 24 hours a day.

The system gives itself information, and then the system helps it save its life.

How wonderful. You can be a little arrogant.

"Your name is..."

"My name is Zhao Si, and I will contact you in secret in the future."

"You can only come to me?"

“We will come to you when we need it.”

"What if you don't need it?"

"Of course I won't look for it."

"good."

Zhang Yong sat down.

Zhao Si. pseudonym.

The other person's appearance is ordinary. No characteristics.

If there is no special marking on the system. It is really hard to remember such people. If you put on a little makeup, you may miss it in person.

Sure enough, the more ordinary the person who works in intelligence, the better.

"Zhang, in order to verify your intelligence accuracy, we need to do a simple test."

"So, Mr. Zeus's don't believe me?"

“Trust needs to be established step by step.”

"Okay. You said."

"Did you see the windowsill with daffodils across the road?"

"See it."

"There is ten thousand dollars under the daffodil."

"What does Mr. Zeus want to know?"

"At this moment, the specific location of the battleship Nelson."

"Nelson?"

"Yes."

"Just one?"

"If the intelligence is accurate, one ship is enough."

"Can I understand this sentence like this? You happen to know the specific location of the battleship Nelson."

"Yes. So, Mr. Zhang, do you know?"

"Of course. The battleship Nelson is currently west of Iceland, about two hundred nautical miles from Reykjavik. The battleship Rodney is also accompanied by."

"I remember."

"please!"

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

The other party is not important. It's obviously just a pawn.

The Zeus hidden behind him is the real giant. Of course, it may also be just a small leader.

The real giant may always be hidden in the darkness and never known to outsiders.

The international intelligence stage is undercurrents, and all parties are on the stage one after another. You have me, I have you. Everyone uses their intelligence in it. But he, Zhang Yong, had no intelligence. what to do? I can only do some simplest intelligence transactions.

However, after a moment, Zhang Yong felt that perhaps he could work harder and become a big shot in the international intelligence community.

I don't have intelligence. But, I have first-hand information!

Who can compare with me?

As long as the system does not disappear, the intelligence will not disappear.

In other words, in the future, I will always be in control of important military intelligence from the whole world.

To whom to...

Don't disclose to whom...

It's all my decision!

hehe. The future is bright. We all have a bright future...

"You go!"

Zhang Yong waved his hand. Send Zhao Si away.

Then come to the house opposite. Come up to the second floor. Find the daffodils.

Pick up the flower pot. Sure enough, there is an envelope below. Sealed. open. It is a deposit certificate inside.

No more or less. That's ten thousand dollars. Opened by Hankou Citibank.

Get the deposit certificate.

Beautiful mood.

Someone really took the bait he put down.

Next, it seems that I should continue to throw some bait. Attract more interested people to take the bait.

On the Atlantic Ocean, there is already Mr. Zeus. There should be someone in the Pacific Ocean to follow!

Back to Navigator Restaurant.

Dickens is still waiting for him to come back. As if nothing happened.

It must be admitted that this guy is very calm.

It’s a pity that the initiative is not in his hands. He can't do anything to himself.

That Mr. Zeus may also be faked by the British. The purpose is to lure out the information. Then keep it confidential.

In the intelligence community, you can do everything you can. Everything is possible.

Perhaps, after a while, Dickens knew that it was his leaked information about the battleship Nelson.

right…

It is very likely that the British did it themselves.

Then the secret information may only be known to the British themselves. Then he deliberately fished himself out. But it doesn't matter.

So what if the British knew it was him Zhang Yong.

Or buy it.

Or kill it.

He still suggested that the other party choose to buy it.

Because the other party can't kill him. Ha ha. It's so coquettish if you have a system...

"Lingling..."

Suddenly, the phone rang.

The girl waiter answered the phone in a low voice.

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A moment later, she signaled to Dickens that it was his phone number.

"Excuse me…"

"please."

Zhang Yong had no worries inside.

Even if it was the British trap just now, it would be okay for him.

As a result, Dickens answered the phone and came back. sit down. His eyes were staring at Zhang Yong. But he didn't say a word.

Zhang Yong also stared at the other party with his eyes curled up. He didn't speak either. Like two wooden men.

The girl waiter looked at the two of them in confusion.

a long time…

Finally, Dickens spoke.

"Zhang, the French have taken action. They want to buy the intelligence of our Royal Navy."

"I didn't understand."

"Codename Zeus. French. Marseille!"

"oh."

Zhang Yong nodded mutely.

He is actually French?

Not faked by the British?

Dickens still knows the other party’s code name?

He even knew that the other party was a Marseille?

It seems that the water here is really deep!

The British and French are alliances. However, the interests of the two are not consistent.

Even, in many cases, both sides are still enemies.

Of course, the Hundred Years War was also very fierce. There is Joan of Arc or something.

"Zhang, why do you want this?"

"What's up with me?"

"Will you sell the intelligence to Zeus?"

"What kind of information?"

"Zhang, if you contact Zeus, we will be very angry."

"And send someone to kill me?"

"yes."

Dickens admitted it very bluntly.

Zhang Yong tilted his head and looked at the other person. Then stand up. Leave. He didn't even say goodbye.

No problem!

Send someone!

I'll talk about it if I can kill it!

Zeus is at least more sincere than you!

Others gave $12,500 before they met!

And you will only fool me with a distant, or even non-existent plantation!

If it was you, how would you choose?

Tell, I'm not a three-year-old...

etc. This sentence must be said.

Looking back.

He said to Dickens, “I am twenty-three years old this year.”

Dickens:? ? ?

It took a moment to understand.

Looking at Zhang Yongyuan's back, his eyes quickly became cold.

Since they don’t eat the toast and drink the punishment, they are not polite!

Get up.

Leave.

A moment later, Raphael appeared.

He silently looked at Dickens's back...

…

2:40 p.m.

Zhang Yong came to the river in advance. Preparing to intercept Portuguese merchant ships.

I have asked someone to find out the national flag of Portugal. You won't read it wrong. Later generations also liked the Portuguese football team.

Holding a telescope. Observe upstream. No discovery.

It seems that time has not come.

There is also Xu Kang next to him. Commander of the Jiang Defense Corps.

If you arrest the ship, you must rely on the Jiang Defense Corps. Otherwise, it is impossible to operate on land alone.

There are three speedboats cruising on the river.

The speedboat is equipped with a large-caliber heavy machine gun. It's still very lethal.

If even the M2 heavy machine gun cannot be stopped, you can only use a 37mm dual anti-aircraft gun. It can sink the cargo ship directly.

Of course, it is better not to have such a fierce battle.

It’s not that Zhang Yong is afraid of things.

It is the anti-aircraft artillery that is flattened, and the military court.

After being ravaged by 37mm anti-aircraft guns, the freighter sank directly.

All the supplies on the ship sank. This is a huge waste. Not sure...

"Specialist." Suddenly someone reminded, "Downstream."

Zhang Yong turned his head. Observe downstream. See the Portuguese flag. Preconceived ideas. It actually came from downstream.

Yuantong's intelligence did not say whether it was upstream or downstream. Just talk about the passage.

Sure enough, the other party was very punctual.

It was indeed around three o'clock when we arrived in Hankou.

By chance, I saw a beautiful girl in the telescope.

Wearing a green dress. The skirt is very long. Dance towards the river breeze. Set off your slender figure.

"Lilu Agotte?"

Zhang Yong felt thoughtful. This name is so familiar.

This name is found in a sailing game in later generations! The reason for transliteration?

Continue to observe.

I found that the other person's appearance was indeed pretty.

It would be impossible to say that she is a pirate. Pirates' skins are all bad.

The only function of sea breeze is to destroy people. Even if you live by the sea, you will be blown into a special face by the sea breeze. What's more, sailing on the sea?

So, it can be confirmed that this Miss Lilu should be pampered in somewhere.

Perhaps in the Shanghai Concession. Maybe in Macau?

Yes, Macau...

Observe silently.

The ship docked.

After a while, Miss Lilu brought a lot of people to the ashore.

There are many seamen around her. They all carry weapons. These people are obviously seamen. Being scarred by the sea.

The inspection team conducted a simple inspection. It will be released soon.

The Portuguese are also foreigners. Ordinary people can't afford to offend.

Zhang Yong was about to go up and say hello to the other party. Suddenly, I found another merchant ship coming upstream. The Portuguese flag is also flying.

Huh?

Two merchant ships at the same time?

Which one is?

Or are both ships?

frown.

Make a quick decision.

Want both ships!

Deduct all!

"Come!"

"arrive!"

"Deduct them!"

"yes!"