This guy followed me to Tianjin Wei before, and now he comes to Hangzhou again?
And Li Yuanqing. Are you here to fight at the front?
Based on the basic principle that there are absolutely no coincidences in espionage work, Zhang Yong imagined the situation to be more serious.
These two guys must be planning some conspiracy.
How to mix it up?
"Captain Zhang!"
"Captain Zhang!"
Suddenly, he heard Liang Wenxiu calling him.
Oh, I got distracted.
He nodded to show that he had come to his senses.
Liang Wenxiu:……
This bastard. Do you dare to be more perfunctory?
No wonder others say you are a money-hungry person. I told you there was a treasure, but you weren’t even tempted?
Do you need me to deliver the treasure to you before you believe it?
Huh, how can such a good thing happen!
If you, Zhang Yong, want this treasure, you have to fight for it yourself!
if……
Hehe, if something unexpected happens during the process, it’s none of our business! It’s you who are greedy. It’s you who killed yourself...
"Adjutant Liang, I'm sleepy." Zhang Yong yawned.
"It's still early." Finding that Zhang Yong didn't take the bait, how could Liang Wenxiu agree?
"I'm sorry. I'm not interested." Zhang Yong immediately waved his hands and left, "A moment of spring is worth a thousand pieces of gold. I'm going to bed."
"You..." Liang Wenxiu was speechless.
It's winter now, what's a spring night? You have to have some sense of nonsense. It's too much.
I really can’t understand. This guy didn’t take the bait?
What a treasure! You’re not moved?
"Want to lie to me? Haha." Zhang Yong sneered inwardly.
This Xuan Tiewu is extremely picky.
I want to cheat myself, but I am not willing to spend the money.
Find an illusory treasure as bait. Do you think I, Zhang Yong, am an idiot?
What kind of treasure? I'm not interested. You can find it slowly by yourselves. When you find it, I'll think of a way. Haha.
"Guo Qiyun!"
"arrive!"
"see a visitor out!"
"yes!"
Guo Qiyun came to Liang Wenxiu.
A little embarrassed. His face was stiff. He wanted to ask Liang Wenxiu to leave. But...
They were together before.
Liang Wenxiu:……
This bastard Zhang Yong specializes in embarrassing him.
But he couldn't complain. He could only say that he shot himself in the foot.
It was Xuan Tiewu's idea to ask Guo Qiyun to listen to Zhang Yong. Will Guo Qiyun listen or not? If not, then Zhang Yong will definitely put Guo Qiyun outside to guard the gate.
If you listen, then Guo Qiyun will become Zhang Yong's man sooner or later. It is equivalent to giving him to Zhang Yong in vain.
Guo Qiyun's skills are quite outstanding.
Liang Wenxiu was reluctant to give him away. He didn't know what Xuan Tiewu meant.
The boss's thoughts are getting harder and harder to figure out.
However, since it was Xuan Tiewu's order, he just had to carry it out faithfully.
So he stood up and said, "I can walk by myself."
"I won't give it away." Zhang Yong added later.
Then immediately go back and make a phone call.
This matter must be reported to Mao Renfeng immediately.
Matters involving Xuan Tiewu, even the smallest matters, must be reported immediately.
Originally, I was supposed to report to the director, but I couldn't get the phone call to Tianjin Wei, so I had to report to Mao Renfeng. He would be the one to put it on record.
"Dudu..."
"Hello……"
After the phone rang three times, Mao Renfeng answered on time.
This king of papers is meticulous in everything he does. It seems that every action has a standard. The same goes for answering the phone.
"Section chief, it's me, Zhang Yong."
"It turns out to be Shaolong. If anything happens, tell me."
"Xuan Tiewu sent someone just now..."
Zhang Yong told the story exactly as it was. There was nothing concealed.
Of course he would not have any reservations about such a taboo matter. Xuan Tiewu didn't give him a pile of gold bars...
"Treasure?"
"Yes."
"It's nothing. He lied to you."
"really."
"Do you know the nickname of the Commander-in-Chief?"
"have no idea."
"Iron cock. Never plucks a hair."
"Well……"
"Did you see any of his soldiers?"
"I saw the company that Guo Qiyun brought. The soldiers from the security team also saw some."
"Do you think those security guards are dressed like beggars?"
"Seems to be……"
Zhang Yong agreed.
Indeed, the security soldiers he saw at the train station were in very bad condition.
Those who are pulled out to perform tasks are responsible for the appearance. As for those who are not pulled out and are nesting in the military camp... I guess there are no words to describe them.
"Military expenses are all in the pocket of Commander Xuan. He is not even willing to change his military uniform."
"Understood."
"He must have bad intentions when he sent Guo Qiyun here."
"Then I..."
"Don't be in a hurry. If there is a dangerous mission, just arrange for them to go on it. Since it is Commander Xuan's territory, of course we should use Commander Xuan's people."
"I see."
"Is there anything else?"
"No more. Thank you, section chief."
"good."
Mao Renfeng hung up the phone.
Zhang Yong thought for a moment and silently put the microphone back.
Oh, damn the power struggle.
Both himself and Guo Qiyun became victims.
Guo Qiyun was a little worse than himself.
However, Zhang Yong still couldn't figure out why Guo Qiyun offended Xuan Tiewu.
Is it because he has a better relationship with him? That’s why Xuan Tiewu is suspicious?
This commander-in-chief is also too small-minded.
"Why are you in a daze?"
"Like a goose."
Yang Lichu came from the side.
She just went to see Li Jingqian and the two of them chatted for a while.
She stayed alone in the hotel and was actually very bored. She wanted to find a companion to talk to.
It's a pity that Li Jingqian was injured and was not in good spirits. She felt tired as she talked.
"Men's business."
"have time?"
"Yes, I have!"
"Then you come with me to Jianqiao Airport. The radio station is here."
"So fast?"
"Sent by Chen Shanben. He was speeding."
"oh……"
Zhang Yong nodded. Then he was very curious.
Is there still a saying about speeding when flying an airplane? Isn’t the maximum speed of an airplane fixed?
Oh, it seems that the aircraft has a cruise speed and a maximum speed. Generally, when flying, the cruise speed is used, which is the economic speed. It saves the most fuel. Unless it is entering the battlefield or performing an emergency mission, it will accelerate. In that case, the fuel consumption will increase a lot.
.
A huge cost of flying is fuel.
For a resource superpower like the United States, fuel is of course no problem. There are oil fields everywhere.
The Soviet Union seems to have no problem. It is also a super resource power. It has a lot of oil.
Other countries have problems, including Germany, Japan, and the United Kingdom. Japan is especially short of oil, which affects the entire strategic decision-making.
Needless to say, China relies entirely on imports.
All aviation fuel must be transported from the ocean. The cost is naturally very high.
Therefore, when purchasing an aircraft, you must also consider the issue of fuel consumption. The above is to hope for good performance and low fuel consumption.
It's best not to burn oil. Haha.
Obviously, this is a contradiction and has no solution.
Those fighter jets with good performance have relatively high fuel consumption.
It seems that the P-38 Twin Demon that killed Isoroku Yamamoto had two engines and was definitely a gas-fueled beast.
The late P-51 Mustang and so on were extremely fast. Of course, the engine burned a lot of fuel. It can be said that the speed was driven by fuel consumption.
Not to mention the fuel consumption of German jets and the like. None of them are fuel-efficient.
"Will he be punished?" Zhang Yong thought for a while and asked curiously.
"You will be criticized." Yang Lichu replied seriously, "You may have to write an inspection."
"Is it necessary to write an inspection this year?"
"right."
"ah……"
Zhang Yong suddenly felt that he had better forget it.
Don't learn to fly a plane. He is most afraid of writing an inspection. Especially when the leader said it should be at least 3,000 words.
Then it's off the street.
Three thousand words would take him a month.
It's terrible...
"What did you just say? What do you mean these days?"
"What is the problem?"
"No. Sometimes I feel like you speak strangely."
"Yeah?"
Zhang Yong pretended to be stupid.
Is it weird? No way? I don’t think so at all.
From my point of view, what’s the problem these days? It’s really too much! If you speed over the speed limit, you’ll need to write an inspection.
"Approximately how many words should I write?"
"More than five hundred words. The understanding must be profound."
"Not bad. Five hundred words."
Zhang Yong secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The difficulty is not bad.
It would take him three or a few days to hold it all in. It would be enough to just recite all the empty words and clichés.
If it’s three thousand words, that’s it. No matter how much I move, I can’t move enough!
Lead the team and set off.
Because it was night time, we specially brought two teams.
It was actually not far from Huaqiao Hotel to Jianqiao Airport. The straight-line distance was probably only about three kilometers. The city was not large at that time.
As we get closer to Jianqiao Airport, a red dot appears on the edge of the map.
It's the grocery store owner.
This guy has hidden so much that he hasn't been exposed for so long.
Neither Egokutora (Naoto Ishioka) nor Araki Sokei mentioned this grocery store owner.
It can be inferred from this that he should be on a separate line.
His mission should be to keep an eye on Jianqiao Airport.
The division of labor among Japanese spies is very clear.
Those who are responsible for making money are specifically responsible for making money.
Those responsible for instigating rebellion are specifically responsible for instigating rebellion.
Those responsible for destroying are responsible for destroying.
There should be a group of spies whose focus is targeting the airport and keeping an eye on the Chinese Air Force.
Enter the airport.
People are already waiting.
The three operators are all girls. They are quite young.
One of them is actually a Soviet girl. She is very tall, has fair skin, and is pretty.
How should I put it? If she were outside, Zhang Yong would probably think that she was a Belarusian beauty. He had met all of them before. He did not expect that it was Natasha.
I'm a little confused. There are actually Soviets involved in the communication system of the National Air Force?
Could it be that the cryptographic system used was from the Soviet Union?
"Natasha!"
"Yang!"
Yang Lichu greeted the other party.
Zhang Yong's mouth opened slightly. He was indeed a little surprised.
No way? Is the other person’s name really Natasha? By the way, can you give me another name?
While talking, I saw Yang Lichu coming with Natasha.
Pointing at Zhang Yong, he said: "This is Zhang Yong, Director Zhang. He is mainly responsible for the Third Intelligence Division."
"Hello, Director Zhang." Natasha's Chinese was very blunt.
Every word was said with great force.
It's like chewing a walnut.
"Hello."
Zhang Yong responded politely.
It turns out that the other party can speak Chinese. That would be easy.
If it's in English, he might be able to handle it. But in Russian, he really can't.
Don't speak Japanese.
No French.
Don't speak German.
Not Italian…
Alas, as a time traveler, what a failure! I have no skills at all.
"Radio..."
"There is a radio station."
"Walk!"
"good!"
Natasha is a super dedicated girl.
It feels like she regards work as everything. She spends all her time working.
In her, Zhang Yong can see the enthusiasm of the Soviet people at that time.
Really very fanatical. Fanatical about work, construction, and longing for a better future.
This passion for work alone is enough to support them in becoming the second most powerful country on earth in a few decades. Occasionally, they can compete with the beautiful country. They even have the upper hand for a time. It is indeed unwise for the head of state to rashly provoke such a group of people.
However, this kind of fanaticism sometimes backfires...
That's too far.
Take Natasha back to Huaqiao Hotel.
Move out all three radio stations that were previously seized and hand them over to her. It counts as handing over.
The top floor of the hotel is listed as a key control area. A radio station is placed here. The radio operators can only move on the top floor. The same goes for daily life. Food is arranged to be delivered by one's own people. No outsiders are needed to ensure safety.
During preparations, Zhang Yong was briefly informed that the entire communication system had a total of twenty-eight sets of passwords. There were five sets of spare passwords. In addition, Natasha also mastered three sets of special password systems.
Suddenly my head felt big.
I thought of Li Jingzhi. Can she adapt?
There are dozens and dozens of password sets. I feel like even people with an IQ lower than 130 can’t play it!
"Zhang Yong!" Natasha said suddenly.
"Say." Zhang Yong turned to look at her.
"If I am captured by the enemy, or am about to be captured, you must kill me."
"knew."
"No. You should answer. I will do it. I will never let you fall into the hands of the enemy alive."
"Understood. Comrade Natasha, if you are captured, or are about to be captured, I will definitely beat you to death, or order my subordinates to beat you to death. I will never let you fall into the hands of the enemy alive. Please believe it.
I, I will definitely do it.”
"very good!"
Natasha was very satisfied.
Then I continued to work hard.
Zhang Yong:……
Don't know what to say.
Could it be that this is the fate of a telegraph operator?
From the moment they became telegraph operators, were they destined to be like this?
probably……
The secrets they hold must not fall into the hands of the enemy.
If there is really a danger, they will either commit suicide or be killed by their own people. Anyway, they must not be captured by the enemy.
Absolutely not!
Absolutely not!
Say important things three times.
Reminds me of Windtalker. The protagonist in it seemed to hesitate.
In fact, the movie was too sensational.
The reality is that Natasha is like this.
Either he commits suicide decisively, or his comrades shoot him decisively.
No one will hesitate.
This is a battlefield. Death is the best destination.
Otherwise, if you fall into the hands of the enemy alive, your life will be worse than death. That result is the most tragic.
