"Shao Long, how did you convince those Sicilians?"
"Sicilians? What did they do?"
"They are going to build a large thermal power plant in Chengdu! The generators are ready."
"Yeah?"
Zhang Yong thought of the system.
Thermal power plant, system arrangement?
Apart from the system, there is really no other possibility.
A large thermal power plant appeared out of thin air, which was too unexpected. So I borrowed the help of Sicilian people.
Fortunately, I have a good relationship with the Sicilians...
We had successfully acquired fifty BA-65 fighter jets before.
"This thermal power plant came very timely! We need a lot of electricity here!"
"oh……"
"There are so many machine tools shipped by the Germans and Americans. Without sufficient power, there is no way to run them. I was still worried about where to find a generator. Unexpectedly, you have solved all this. Very good.
very good."
"oh……"
"Shaolong, if you need any assistance, please tell me. I will try my best to arrange it."
"There should be no special requirements..."
Zhang Yong thought for a while.
What requirements can the system arranger have?
But his behavior may be a little weird. For example, he doesn't want to communicate with the outside world or something.
It just so happens that the eccentric Sicilian fits their identity.
They are exclusive, closed-minded and aggressive.
"Teacher, they are Sicilians and don't like to interact with outsiders."
"Really? I understand."
"Also, they are all people with special status. It is best not to announce them to the outside world, lest Mussolini knows they are here."
"Oh? Are they against Mussolini?"
"I don't know the details. Anyway, they need to hide here for a while."
"I know. I will cover for them."
"Thank you, teacher."
"Okay, okay, you are really becoming more and more promising."
"oh……"
Zhang Yong was convinced that he was being praised, not being ridiculed.
Director He hung up the phone happily.
When he was about to hang up the phone, Zhang Yong even heard the other party humming a tune.
It seems that this thermal power plant really made the other party very happy.
Alas, it's really pitiful. It's just a small thermal power plant. The total installed capacity is only 150,000 kilowatts.
If placed in future generations, they would definitely be among the ranks of those who were forcibly eliminated.
The power plants of later generations often have an installed capacity of several million kilowatts! Without 1 million kilowatts, there is no chance of survival.
Holding the microphone, thoughtfully, and finally slowly putting it down.
Have a meal.
Wash.
Get ready for bed.
I had a busy day during the day and was tired.
Go to bed early and get up early. There is still work to do tomorrow. We have to continue the killing spree.
As for Japanese spies, don't bother to catch them. Just kill them.
The current city of Beiping is in a smoky atmosphere, and thunderous measures must be used.
Kill them all.
Sweep away!
Before going to bed, Chen Yan came.
"Report."
"Come in."
"Commissioner..."
"What's up?"
"This is today's newspaper..."
"Give me."
Zhang Yong reached out and took the newspaper.
Good guy. He's on the front page.
The report was about gunshots at the train station. It was said that "gangsters" were killing people randomly.
He is indiscriminate and kills everyone on sight.
Unforgivable crimes.
The sin is heinous.
Others called on the 29th Army to arrest the perpetrators immediately to set the record straight.
"Any more?"
"have."
Chen Yan handed over a few more newspapers.
They are all evening newspapers. They have just been published. Some of them are temporarily reprinted.
The ink smell of some newspapers has not yet dissipated.
Yes, it’s pretty fast!
The press is also quite free!
Dare to write anything. Dare to report anything.
Haha. Let him go!
Too lazy to care.
Most likely there were Japanese invaders and traitors behind the scenes, trying to use public opinion to create pressure on themselves.
What a joke.
Is Zhang Yong afraid of public opinion?
I have dozens of guns in my hand, will I be afraid of your pen?
As long as I live for a day, the penman will never think of causing any harm to me.
After Lao Tzu dies, let the floods flood the sky.
sleep.
Nothing happened all night.
Get up in the morning.
Be in high spirits.
Have breakfast.
Gather the team.
Set off.
Walk. Set off along Nanyuan Airport. Sweep.
A red dot is close to the front.
He was a rickshaw driver. The rickshaw was empty. The driver was not good-looking.
Zhang Yong took out the Somi submachine gun. It was a direct shot.
"Da da da..."
"Da da da..."
The spy twisted and collapsed on the spot.
People around:???
No. He fired directly again? Without asking any questions?
He watched helplessly as Zhang Yong came to the body of the rickshaw driver with a Somi submachine gun in hand, stretched out his legs and kicked it.
In fact, there is no need to check. The red spots have disappeared. They are completely dead.
"Dali, arrange for two people to take it back to Nanyuan Airport." Zhang Yong waved his hand, "It's still useful if you keep it."
"Yes." Liao Dali agreed and arranged for people to move the body away.
Zhang Yong casually kicked the rickshaw aside and continued walking forward.
There is a bun shop in front. The boss is busy, but he glances over here from time to time.
Seeing Zhang Yong coming, the boss hurriedly pretended to lower his head to get the buns.
Zhang Yong raised his Somi submachine gun.
"Da da da..."
"Da da da..."
Directly sieve the target.
The spy remained silent, his body twisted, and then he collapsed.
It was still holding the bun steamer in its hand, and as a result, the entire steamer was overturned. The buns were scattered all over the floor.
"Ah, he killed someone..."
"Killed! Ah..."
The surrounding diners were shocked and hurriedly fled for their lives.
The nearby shops were shocked when they saw it and hurriedly closed their doors, fearing that they would be targeted.
Zhang Yong held the gun and went directly into the back kitchen of the bun shop without saying a word.
There are no spies here. Just clutter.
I searched but found nothing of value, so I continued walking inside.
It is a ruin inside. It has collapsed and has not been rebuilt yet.
"Someone is coming!"
"arrive!"
"dig!"
"yes!"
Liao Dali and others hurriedly took action.
Dig up the ruins and soon make new discoveries.
Under the ruins, there are actually several oil paper bags hidden. They are very irregular in shape.
Taken apart, there are various weapons.
There are shell guns, flower traps, and cantaloupe grenades used by the Japanese invaders.
Obviously, the bun shop owner kept it secretly. No one would believe that there was nothing fishy about his identity.
I was originally worried that Zhang Yong would kill the wrong person, but now he remains silent.
I didn’t say it. The one who was killed must have been a spy.
"vigorously!"
"arrive."
"Send someone to take the body back to Nanyuan Airport."
"yes."
"Mobile people from Nanyuan Airport to help."
"yes."
Liao Dali agreed and then called to deploy new troops.
The main thing is to move corpses, move debris, and seal off the scene. As it happens, there are 1,500 officers in the officer training group. There is sufficient manpower.
Zhang Yong waved his hand and continued to move forward with the team.
He doesn't care about killing or burying them.
Discover the spy.
Eliminate the spies.
Others will naturally follow up on the rest.
Suddenly slowed down.
Came to a nearby shop.
The store door is closed, but there is someone inside. There is a red dot.
Nunu mouthed and motioned for others to go up and break down the door.
"Open the door!"
"Otherwise we'll shoot!"
"Open the door!"
Finally, the store owner opened the wooden door in horror.
Zhang Yong went in carrying a Somi submachine gun and saw a man in a suit.
That's right. It's him.
They also dress up like humans and dogs.
He immediately raised his gun.
"Da da da..."
"Da da da..."
Beat the man in suit into a hornet's nest.
Others around him suddenly screamed and squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands.
"Don't kill me..."
"Don't kill me..."
The shop owner's face turned pale.
Zhang Yong put away his Somi submachine gun and came to the corpse of the Japanese spy.
Squat down.
Touch the corpse.
Very unexpected.
I actually found a large stack of French coins.
They are all brand new. The printing quality is excellent. The face value is 20 yuan.
There are about 50 of them. The total value is about 1,000 yuan. This Japanese spy is quite rich.
The spy was also carrying a briefcase. He was beaten to death and the briefcase fell on the ground next to him.
Picked up the briefcase and found that it also contained legal currency.
Bundle by bundle.
Huh?
What is the origin of this spy?
Why do you carry so much French currency? Are you here to make connections? Or are you delivering goods?
never mind.
Too lazy to think about it.
Anyway, the person has been beaten to death.
He, Zhang Yong, was too lazy to follow the clues and just did a general cleaning.
Simple.
rough.
direct.
A general cleanup of the entire Peiping.
Get rid of all the red dots!
Look around.
I found other people lying on the ground with bloodless faces. They were extremely frightened.
Haha. What is this? If the Japanese invaders come in in the future, that is called fear.
"I killed Japanese spies."
"You know for yourself whether he is a spy or not!"
"Everyone, get up! It's none of your business! You're not a spy, no one will kill you!"
He shouted coldly, then turned around and walked out.
Passing by the shop owner, I handed him a 20-yuan legal currency.
"Wash the floor."
"ah……"
The store owner was confused.
Zhang Yong stuffed the French currency into his arms and went out.
Liao Dali and others came up and dragged away the spy's body.
a long time……
The person lying on the ground seemed to be waking up from a dream.
Huh?
Japanese spy?
Were they killing Japanese spies?
oh……
That's okay.
The shop owner looked at the 20 yuan French currency in his arms.
Suddenly I woke up.
Hurrying to get water to wash the floor.
Zhang Yong led the team and continued to move forward.
There are many red dots within a radius of 1000 meters, indicating that there are many spies.
Oh, it's such a hard life. You have to rush to kill people.
We will strive to clear the 1,000-meter radius of Nanyuan Airport today.
Then, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow...
Spread out day by day and eliminate all the spies.
Turn into a narrow alley. There is a small grocery store in front of it. There is also a red dot.
Not only does it have a red dot, but it also has a radio station logo and a weapon logo.
When I arrived at the door of the grocery store, I found that the boss was still dozing off.
Pat the counter.
The boss woke up in a daze.
Then I saw the black muzzle of the gun, followed by an explosion of fire.
"Da da da..."
"Da da da..."
Send the spy away directly. Blood spatters on the spot.
Expressionless.
Go inside the grocery store.
The radio station was found. But the codebook was not found.
Found a bunch of weapons. They were all shell guns. There were seven of them. There were also a lot of ammunition.
Finally, I found a large ocean bag packed in a sack. There may be more than 5,000 coins.
"Move them all."
"yes."
Chen Yan, Liao Dali and others mechanically repeated the process.
Fortunately, more and more student soldiers are coming for reinforcements. No matter how we deal with it, we have enough manpower.
Zhang Yong came out of the grocery store.
After twisting and turning, I came to a small courtyard.
There is also a red dot in the courtyard. There are also weapons signs and radio signs. There are also gold signs.
Grand Slam!
Full of expectations.
"Bang!"
He kicked the courtyard door open with one kick.
I saw a red dot in the courtyard. It was a woman.
Huh?
Female spy?
Special higher education courses?
Probably not.
The woman in front of me is not beautiful. Instead, she looks very tough.
Suddenly I remembered a similar Japanese invader, Tamarind, a member of the Qinglong Society. He was plotted to kill him. Could the other party be Tamarind's accomplice?
When she found someone breaking in, the female spy reacted very quickly. She turned around and ran away.
Zhang Yong immediately pulled the trigger.
"Da da da..."
"Da da da..."
Knock the opponent directly to the ground.
There was no trace shooting technique. All the shots were vital. The female spy died on the spot.
The red dot disappears, indicating that it is dead.
Zhang Yong came forward with a gun and pointed it at the female spy's face.
"Da da da..."
"Da da da..."
Just beat it to pieces.
He's so ugly and yet he comes out to harm others!
Mudd!
The tamarind before had turned him off.
If they were all as beautiful as those from the special high school class, he might be able to survive. But such an ugly one...
"Da da da..."
"Da da da..."
Empty the drum. Then replace with a new drum.
What kind of aesthetics does Hideki Tojo have? He wants such an ugly woman! He also wants to return to the Seiryukai. Bah!
Turn around.
Go in and search.
First find the gold bars.
A whole box. Tight and heavy.
They were all big gold bars. A total of twenty gold bars. A huge amount of money. This shows that this female spy is definitely not simple.
But, she is already dead.
All information is buried.
Most of the drum drum and more than 40 rounds of ammunition were given to her.
Gold bars, swallowed.
Look for the weapon symbol. Good guys, they are all high-end goods!
In addition to the Browning M1935, there are also five Walter PPKs, five Tokarevs, and quite a lot of various bullets.
I am becoming more and more curious about the identity of this female spy.
Is he the leader?
Maybe even Tojo Hideki's mistress?
His aesthetics are very unique!
Suddenly something occurred to me. I came out, squatted down, and picked up the female spy's hand. I found that the calluses on the tiger's mouth were very thick.
I guess he is an experienced shooter. He should have touched guns frequently.
However, she didn't have a gun with her just now. So...
He became more and more satisfied with his shooting skills.
Who said that my marksmanship is not good? Within twenty meters, my marksmanship is very accurate!
Continue searching.
Find the radio station.
Find the codebook.
Wave your hands.
Let them all be taken away.
I'm busy cleaning. I don't have time to play fake telegrams.
"take away."
"yes."
Continue to sneak forward.
There are three more red dots nearby, all clustered together.
Maybe they heard the gunshots nearby, so they were very alert. They also had guns in their hands.
They are all Tokarev pistols. They should belong to the Blue Dragon Society.
Next to them, there are three rifles. They are all horse-mounted and have more than a hundred rounds of ammunition.
Obviously, a frontal attack is impossible. The casualties will be huge.
Maybe Zhang Yong would have died on the spot.
Must be plotted.
Zhang Yong is the best at Lao Yinbi's tricks.
Approaching quietly from behind.
Take out an American MK2 grenade and throw it directly.
I was a little worried that the power of the grenades was not enough. I wanted to use mines, but in the end I held back.
The explosion force of the landmine is too powerful. I am worried about killing myself.
"boom……"
The grenade exploded.
But the three red dots did not disappear.
really……
The Japanese invaders were very tenacious and could not be killed by grenades.
what to do?
Of course I will send a few more until they are all blown up.
then……
Immediately throw the second grenade.
"boom……"
The grenade exploded.
Finally, a red dot disappeared.
Continue to throw the third grenade...
"boom……"
The fourth one...
"boom……"
Finally, all three red dots disappeared.
Only then did Zhang Yong, carrying a Somi submachine gun, arrive at the bombed-out mess.
The three spies were all blown into pieces.
The mess on the ground is made of ocean. It is scattered everywhere.
The pistols and rifles were also blown to pieces. However, the basic structure was not damaged and they are still usable.
I picked up a horse-mounted four-ring rifle and pulled the bolt. It was crisp and smooth.
It is indeed a good gun. Unfortunately, there are not enough of them.
search.
No others were found.
There is only an ocean all over the land.
It seems that these three may be simple killers.
"Pick up the ocean."
"Take all weapons away."
"Don't worry about the body. Just dig a hole and bury it on the spot."
Zhang Yong waved his hand and gave random orders.
The body was broken into pieces and could not be dragged away. A hole was dug on site and buried.
What were the identities of these Japanese invaders and why were they hiding here? He didn't even bother to investigate.
General cleaning is important.
Kill everyone you see. Kill them all before talking.
Continue to move forward with the team.
The nearest red dot is moving at a constant speed.
Zhang Yong judged that the other party was riding a bicycle.
Appeared suddenly.
Sure enough, the target was a man dressed as a worker and carrying a canvas satchel.
"You are..."
"Da da da..."
"Da da da..."
What responded to it was a series of bullets.
The spy on a bicycle rushed towards the wall next to the street with inertia.
distortion.
Fall down.
Zhang Yong came forward.
I found a map inside the bag.
Huh?
Seems familiar?
It seems to be the map I saw last time?
About the deployment of the 29th Army?
There is also a circle in the lower left corner, but the color is blue. The color of the one seized last time was red.
The circled place is Nanyuan Airport.
The difference is that this time the label is Zhang Yong.
That's right, it's Zhang Yong.
It seems that someone is eyeing Zhang Yong and trying to harm him.
but……
It doesn't matter anymore.
The more spies there are, the better.
Don’t be afraid of too much garbage when cleaning.
There are more than 1,500 student soldiers, and any number of corpses can be removed.
Nanyuan Airport is so big that there is no problem in stacking hundreds or thousands of corpses of Japanese spies.
