Espionage, codenamed Ant, moving expert

After hearing Chen Zheng's words, Oda's eyes darted around, and he started making his own calculations.

He's broke now and has to rely on the manager's whims.

Once he has ten ironclad cargo ships, he can earn back the cost of two ships a year. Before long, he will be a true shipping magnate.

By then, the Dragon Kingdom will surely be destroyed. As long as we can get in touch with a certain nobleman in Japan and pay tribute on time, so that the Mitsui and Ii families can choose to stand by and watch, the Chen family will be at his mercy.

Even a symbolic share of money each year is considered benevolent on his part, yet this Chen, a slave of a fallen nation, dares to provoke him.

Don't expect to get a single penny of dividends unless you kowtow until your head is broken!

Having made up his mind, Oda kowtowed repeatedly.

"Manager, your idea is excellent. Leave the boat purchase to me. You can rest assured that I will handle it perfectly."

Chen Zheng snorted coldly:

"If you don't handle this well, you'll be drowned and fed to the fish. Go on, stop kowtowing and go find me a boat first. Don't just hang around the trading post all the time, it's bad luck."

"Yes, yes, I'll go find a boat right away, Master Manager, no, Boss, please wait for my good news."

"So this is what you call the boss!" Chen Zheng was very satisfied with the title and waved Oda away.

Oda rolled on the ground, got up and ran away at lightning speed, as if afraid Chen Zheng would change his mind.

Zhao Kui, not understanding, asked Chen Zheng:

"Boss, why are you helping the Japanese pirates? This guy clearly has bad intentions. I want to kick him every time I see him. What a piece of trash!"

"I have no interest in helping the Japanese pirates. I'll just buy a boat to play with. Having the Japanese pirates will save me a lot of trouble."

Zhao Kui still didn't understand, but he didn't ask any more questions. He instructed his men to guard the gate and returned to his room.

It's so comfortable following the leader; we get to eat whatever's handed to us every day and seize every opportunity to kill Japanese pirates!

In the middle of the night, Chen Zheng's walkie-talkie rang. Li Ya told him in code that the bomb expert would be parachuting near Shanghai that night and asked him to send someone to pick him up.

Using his spatial ability, Chen Zheng arrived outside the city and contacted Da Hu to go and pick up this powerful figure.

The mountain city was very efficient this time; the people who wanted it arrived in just one day.

To actually skydive outside of Shanghai city, that's no ordinary person.

Upon arriving at the designated location, we waited for an hour before a plane flew in, circled overhead twice, and then left.

Then a flashlight beam appeared in mid-air, flashing continuously and emitting beams of varying lengths.

Big Tiger had been waiting for a long time and immediately responded with a flashlight.

After a while, a dark shadow descended from the sky and crashed down on the tiger.

Big Tiger saw it clearly, threw the flashlight aside, and rolled it to the side.

As soon as the dark figure landed, several team members rushed in and quickly helped to untangle the parachute.

Big Tiger had already gotten up, exchanged a secret signal with the shadowy figure, and the group left without saying another word.

Two hours later, as dawn broke, the team arrived at area five. The shadowy figure asked impatiently:

"Who is your superior? I need to speak with him."

Da Hu pointed at Chen Zheng:

"This is the deputy station chief of the Military Intelligence Bureau's Shanghai station, our number two officer. What do you need to say to him?"

The shadowy figure saluted Chen Zheng with perfect form.

"Sir, Lieutenant Zheng Lei reporting for duty."

Chen Zheng returned the salute, but it had been a long time since he had done so, and he was a little rusty.

"Zheng Lei, I need a batch of time bombs. Write down a list of what you need, and I'll send it to you as quickly as possible. Time is tight, and the task is urgent. Let's get started immediately."

Zheng Lei hadn't expected that his new superior would be even more decisive and efficient than him, which was exactly what he wanted.

"Sir, what's the longest delay time you need for the time bomb you requested? How powerful should it be? Are there any requirements regarding its shape?"

Chen Zheng thought for a moment:

"First, make a batch of small ones, enough to cover a 30-square-meter room, with no blind spots for explosion. Then make a batch of large ones, powerful enough to collapse a building. The shape doesn't matter, just make them as convenient and quick as possible."

"Small ones are easy to do, but large ones require blowing up an entire building. How many stories tall is the building? What's its structure? How many windows does it have? How big are they?"

Chen Zheng never imagined that making a time bomb would be so troublesome.

"Your question is too technical; I can't explain it clearly."

Therefore, it should be built as a three-story Shanghai-style villa, with a brick and stone structure. The power can only be made as great as possible, not as small.

May I?"

Zheng Lei saluted again:

Yes, I guarantee you will be satisfied.

Chen Zheng waved his hand:

"We don't have that many rules here. We don't need to salute every time we speak; it's too much trouble."

Zheng Lei smiled, took out paper and pen from his pocket, and started writing and drawing.

After finishing, hand it to Chen Zheng:

"I'll start making the bombs whenever the stuff from above arrives; I guarantee they'll be incredibly powerful."

Chen Zheng glanced at the items and found that he already had many of them in his space. He took out the ones he didn't have and asked Tang Asheng to buy them.

The Japanese do all sorts of business, and they openly sell things that can only be bought on the black market.

With the Miki Co., Ltd. brand, you don't need to wait until dark to go to the black market; you can buy everything you need right in Japan's shopping district.

Before leaving, he instructed Zheng Lei:

"Get some rest. You'll be very busy in the coming days."

Zheng Lei thought it would take at least two or three days to get all these things together, but to his surprise, Chen Zheng delivered the things to him that afternoon, piled up like a small mountain.

The deputy station manager said to start with 270 small ones and 30 large ones, and make more if that's not enough.

Why make 270 small ones? Because Chen Zheng counted the rooms in the Peace Hotel, and that's the number.

At this rate, Zheng Lei would be exhausted to death here.

Exhaustion is nothing to worry about; failing to complete the task is a big deal.

Seeing his worry, Chen Zheng said earnestly:

"Zheng Lei, don't think about doing this alone. There are over two hundred brothers here who can help."

They even gave Erniu a special introduction:

"Especially him and several artillerymen, they are educated and learn quickly, so they can be completely trusted."

Your main task is to control the timer. A little more or less powder doesn't matter much, as long as the power is sufficient.

With Chen Zheng's words, Zheng Lei felt reassured and handed over less important tasks such as loading the explosives to others, taking charge of the timer installation himself, which made the process several times faster.

While the assembly was proceeding at a rapid pace, Tokugawa was also busy.

After inspecting the army and then the navy, he visited every place in Shanghai that was somewhat famous.

As Watanabe's strongest fighter, Ishikawa almost always protected Tokugawa closely.

The guards that Tokugawa himself brought were actually in the second echelon.

The reason was simple: they lost the exercise to the Ishikawa squad.

Tokugawa's guards numbered two hundred and were very arrogant. When they learned that Ishikawa's special forces were in Shanghai, they insisted on having a showdown.

The result was predictable: a complete defeat.

Ishikawa was already seething with anger, and coming to Shanghai only resulted in losses, which was incredibly frustrating.

If you can't deal with ghosts, can't you at least handle a few Boy Scouts?

Japanese soldiers who have never been on the battlefield or shed blood are all treated as child soldiers.

Unfortunately, Tokugawa's guards had never been on the battlefield and were no match for Ishikawa and his men.

After the exercise, Tokugawa praised them highly and kept Ishikawa's squad by his side as temporary bodyguards.

Once his mission is complete and he returns to Japan, he will then recommend Ishikawa's squad for credit.

On the sixth day after Tokugawa arrived in Shanghai, he convened a commendation ceremony to recognize outstanding Japanese merchants stationed in China.

Oda had no money to give gifts, and he was filled with jealousy as he looked at his colleagues who were being honored on stage.

Just wait!

Once my fleet is established and I become the world's shipping magnate, I will stand in the center not only for Tokugawa's commendation but also for the Emperor's.