One look at these spies, they are just hired temporarily to fill holes.
There's definitely no big shot.
Look at the one I caught before, he called Baga when he was caught! He didn’t care about revealing his identity at all.
Frankly speaking, catching such a spy does not bring much sense of achievement.
It's like a routine, without passion.
"Bang!"
"Crash!"
Suddenly, something was smashed open.
It was Yang Zhi and the others who were searching. Their actions were rough.
He immediately smashed all the beds he had made.
Yang Lichu:......
These beasts of the Secret Service.
What a beast!
There are no such rude people in the Air Force.
Zhang Yong is no longer surprised.
Search, can I be polite to you? Dreaming.
The stone lions at the door will be dragged out and smashed for you. If there are stone lions...
"Captain, there is a secret room!"
"What?"
Zhang Yong was very surprised.
Aren’t they all composed of shrimp soldiers and crab generals? There are also secret rooms?
Pull it off!
Could there be any treasures in the secret room?
Thinking too much.
What treasures can these newly added spies have?
I probably don't have many copper coins on me.
Therefore, he didn't even bother to check it out.
Yang Zhi and the others can just go down and check it out themselves. There won't be anything good anyway.
I just happened to have a chat with Yang Lichu.
Does she like soft ones? Or hard ones...
"What do you see me doing?"
"I suddenly remembered Gao Yuanhang's second wife..."
"Her name is Ye Xiaorong. She graduated from Shanghai English College. She has been married for more than three years."
"Have you ever investigated her?"
"What are you doing to investigate her? She is just a woman who never leaves the house. She usually just plays cards..."
"What cards are you playing?"
"Mahjong."
"Do you know?"
"I?"
Yang Lichu was too lazy to pay attention to her.
Let’s get down to business. What are you asking me to do?
It doesn't matter to you whether I know how to play cards or not? Playing cards is a waste of time...
Zhang Yong actually asked casually.
Since we want to investigate, we have to ask this, ask that, at least pretend...
"Captain, there is a radio station!"
Suddenly, Yang Zhi's voice came again.
Zhang Yong:……
Contempt. Have you never seen a radio station? It screams so loudly.
Isn't it normal for someone else to be a spy and have a radio station? Make a fuss. Really. Calm. Calm.
"I'll go take a look!" Yang Lichu couldn't sit still.
"There's nothing interesting to see." Zhang Yong pulled her, "It's not like you haven't seen a radio station before."
"The spies with radio stations are all hardcore."
"It's really no big deal..."
"Captain, there's also a radio!"
"Look, it's really nothing valuable..."
Zhang Yong said casually.
He felt that these spies were all new and had been lurking for a short time, so they were too lazy to conduct in-depth investigations.
A radio station or a radio is not a novelty.
If there is a secret room of Da Yang, that's not bad. I guarantee that he will be as active as chicken blood.
Soon, radio stations and radios were moved out.
Zhang Yong turned to look at the carpenter and found that he did not look decadent.
Somewhat strange.
Does this Japanese spy not shed tears when he sees the coffin?
I searched all the radio stations. He seems to be very calm? His psychological quality is really impressive.
Suddenly I became interested.
I want to have a good talk with the other person.
These spies all speak Chinese, so communication is completely trouble-free.
"My name is Zhang Yong."
"From the Fuxing Society Secret Service."
"I caught a lot of spies."
"The original agent of your Tong Agency, Nagasaku Mataji, was killed by me."
"Moriguchi Muta, the head of your Nan agency's secret service, was also killed by me."
"I could have killed Takeo Kishida, the new director of your Tong Agency, but unfortunately he ran too fast and I couldn't catch up..."
Zhang Yong said slowly to the carpenter.
The carpenter's expression finally slowly changed.
He felt the pressure.
This guy in front of me is completely the nemesis of the Japanese!
Actually, two secret service chiefs died in his hands!
hateful!
anger!
Why is this happening?
He couldn't figure it out.
He just lurked in and was caught?
He has very complete documents and certificates. Based on these aspects, it is impossible to find him.
There must be something wrong somewhere.
"I know you will never give in. So, I don't advise you to surrender."
"But if you are willing to cooperate, I can make your death more comfortable and give you a happy death."
"If you don't cooperate, I will cut you up piece by piece and divide you into a thousand pieces. Then pour black dog blood on each piece and put two black donkey hooves on it..."
Zhang Yong completely let himself go and spoke nonsense.
carpenter:???
other people:???
Black dog blood? Black donkey hooves? What kind of operation is this?
It seems to be for dealing with zombies, right?
Do you treat Japanese spies as zombies?
"This is not good. You will never be able to enter the Yasukuni Shrine. You will also be unable to see Amaterasu."
"Even your emperor will despise you. You are loyal to His Majesty the Emperor. But you are too dirty. His Majesty the Emperor will not want you..."
"Uh huh..."
Before he finished speaking, the carpenter started struggling desperately.
Veins popped up on his face and his whole body was twisted. He was obviously struggling with all his strength. Unfortunately, it was useless.
The ropes that tied him were all finger-thick ropes. Even a bull could be tied tightly. How about a human? Even with 800 kilograms of strength, he couldn't break free. It would only make himself uncomfortable.
Sure enough, after a moment of frantic struggle, the carpenter became decadent and exhausted.
He could only breathe through his nose.
Over there, Yang Zhi is studying the seized radio.
Yang Zhi turned on the radio. Some strange language came from it.
"The hole turns two corners and is raised..."
"Yodong 5, maintain altitude 2700..."
"Yaosanguai, return..."
"Yodong Six, the altitude is reduced to 3500..."
Zhang Yong's expression changed.
Huh?
It seems like airport communication?
Yang Lichu's expression suddenly changed and she hurriedly walked over.
Zhang Yong also reacted. The purpose of this radio is to monitor airport communications and collect information about the takeoff and landing of aircraft.
In fact, this airport communication does not seem to be a confidential channel in later generations. It can be received by using a radio nearby. You will know it by watching "The Chinese Captain".
However, in this era, very few people own radios, and even fewer people know how to use radios to monitor airport communications.
Perhaps, this spy has professional skills?
That's OK.
Finally caught a valuable one.
Walked over slowly.
"I want to report immediately!" Yang Lichu frowned.
"There's no rush." Zhang Yong waved his hand calmly, "You can go back soon. It's not too late to report back."
"The Japanese invaders are monitoring the airport's information. This has never happened before."
"Captain, what kind of hole and what kind of crook?"
"The hole is 0, the corner is seven, and there is a unit, which is 1."
"This is……"
"Every communication call is like this."
"oh……"
Everyone around me feels fresh.
It seems that I have learned some strange knowledge.
However, there seems to be no use in collecting this information. None of it is confidential.
The truly confidential information is all transmitted through the phone. Unless it is phone eavesdropping or radio decryption...
"Captain, there is a secret room down there!"
"What?"
"There is another layer below."
"Then go down and take a look!"
Zhang Yong answered casually. A two-story secret room? It seems rare.
What did this Japanese spy do when he first arrived and built two secret rooms? Is it used to store potatoes? Or sweet potatoes?
"Captain, we found smoke."
"What?"
"There is soot down there. It weighs dozens of kilograms."
"Take it out and see!"
Zhang Yong was confused. What were the Japanese spies doing with the smoke?
You are a carpenter, how can you still sell tobacco? There is no such thing in cross-industry business!
eccentric……
Something feels wrong...
"coming!"
Soon, Yang Zhi and others brought the smoke up.
Zhang Yong made a simple inspection and found that it was indeed tobacco soil, or foreign soil with relatively high purity.
I don’t understand. What were the Japanese invaders doing with the foreigners?
By the way, the price of this thing is definitely not cheap. Most people can't afford it.
If it is sold for money, there are poor people around, how many people can afford it?
etc!
Zhang Yong suddenly thought of...
Could it be a pilot?
Oops……
Spies may be targeting those pilots.
They are young, wealthy, and like to pursue excitement. If they fall into the trap of a spy...
Quietly pulled Yang Lichu aside.
"do what?"
"Ask you something. You have to answer truthfully. But don't tell anyone."
"you……"
"Is there anyone in the pilot who smokes?"
"No."
Yang Lichu answered affirmatively.
Seeing Zhang Yong's serious eyes, she seemed to understand something.
"impossible."
"If someone smokes a big cigarette, they will be found out."
"Pilots have to undergo physical examinations every month. They are all foreign doctors. Smoking will seriously affect your health, but they don't do it."
Yang Lichu hurriedly explained.
Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully and then rejected his judgment.
Indeed, pilots should have little chance of coming into contact with smoke. Even if they were exposed, they would not dare to smoke it. They should be aware of the dangers of this stuff.
The people responsible for the physical examination are all foreign doctors, and they should not be given the opportunity to cheat.
So, what does tobacco do?
"Pull it back!"
"yes!"
Soon after, Wei Yong and the others also caught the young man making pancakes.
This Japanese spy was in a rather miserable condition. There were scars all over his body. He was really bruised and bruised. It seemed that he resisted very fiercely and was beaten violently.
The worst thing is that all the teeth in the mouth seem to have been pulled out. The mouth is bloody.
"Is anyone injured?" Zhang Yong asked Wei Yong.
"Two people were bitten by him. This bastard." Wei Yong replied.
"I know." Zhang Yong nodded.
No wonder the Japanese spy was beaten so badly. Ganqing is a tough talker.
Then there is nothing we can do. When encountering such a person, the basic principle of the Fuxing Society is to pull out his teeth. The harder you bite, the harder the teeth will be pulled out.
Deserve it!
"Close the team!"
"yes!"
Bring the team back to the base.
There are no cells at the air force base. What should I do? Just lock the flagpole outside.
Anyone who has never seen a Japanese spy can come and meet him.
"idiot!"
"idiot!"
The captured spy fought back.
But after being beaten with a whip, he finally became honest.
The spy with all his teeth pulled out immediately fainted.
Gao Yuanhang also came.
He asked with great anticipation: "Is there any news about Yang Junjian?"
"No." Zhang Yong shook his head, "We haven't started the interrogation yet."
"Alas..." Gao Yuanhang felt regretful.
Not catching Yang Junjian has always been a worry for him.
Zhang Yong took him aside.
"Captain Gao, please answer me honestly. Do you still have contact with Gloria?"
"No. Really. I also wanted to find her, but I never found her."
"Has anyone ever mentioned her to you?"
"Ye...does my current wife count?"
"If it's a quarrel, settling old scores doesn't count."
"Then there will be none."
"Let me ask you a very private question. Is there anyone among the pilot's wives or girlfriends who secretly smokes?"
"What?"
"It's just tobacco. Or it's called Fushou ointment or something. Anyway, it's the same thing."
"this……"
Gao Zhihang was silent for a moment.
Zhang Yong knew it was bad.
He basically guessed what the purpose of the Japanese spy was to bring the foreigners with him.
It is impossible for pilots to smoke tobacco.
However, their wives or girlfriends can't stand it, are bored, and seek excitement. Then they fall for the scam.
Pilots are the proud sons of heaven, and almost all of them are children of wealthy families. Their families are generally relatively wealthy, and their monthly salary is also very considerable. Therefore, their wives or girlfriends are relatively beautiful. Many of them are ladies of the family, or
Middle school students, college students, etc. They generally have high cultural quality.
However, they also have a big flaw. That is, they hardly go to work. They don’t even have to work. Because the salary of a pilot is enough to support them and hire a nanny. They don’t want to do anything themselves at all.
Shui. A veritable young mistress.
If these young ladies had not given birth to children, they would not have to take care of them. They have almost nothing to do. When they are bored, they can only get together to play cards or go shopping. Their husbands do not have much time to spend with them.
In fact, it's very empty. I generally don't dare to have an affair. However, I can't help but find some excitement behind my back, such as smoking. Or smoking a lot.
Smoking is okay. If you smoke heavily, it will be troublesome.
It would be even more troublesome if he was targeted by a spy and was tricked by using smoke to lure him.
"Yes?"
"I'm not sure. Maybe."
"I see."
Zhang Yong did not ask who it was.
This is not a question of one or two.
There were so many young ladies, and it was impossible for him to investigate them one by one.
That would cause a huge turmoil. A scandal might also break out. This is something that the lady absolutely does not want to see.
If any scandal breaks out in the Air Force, no matter how well he does, his wife will not be satisfied.
Just like the last memo, it's best to retrieve it quietly. Without anyone noticing.
"Just shoot them all."
"What?"
Yang Lichu was stunned.
No more censorship? Just end it like this?
What are their names? What missions do they have? What information have they obtained? No need to ask?
"They were all shot."
Zhang Yong repeated the emphasis.
He didn't want this matter to be exposed.
The new spies are of little value for interrogation. They should be shot to avoid wasting food.
Yang Lichu was speechless.
"yes!"
Yang Zhi and others immediately executed the order.
Pull the three spies to the edge of the airport and tie them to wooden stakes.
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
There was a burst of shooting and they were all executed.
