At noon, I received a notice to have a meeting in the afternoon.
While eating, I didn't meet Ye Wansheng. I was bored. I didn't see Ding Mo Village either.
It seems that the arrival of Ding Mo Village is just a formality. Put some pressure on Ye Xiufeng. Let him know that from now on, there will be another three places!
The three places have to catch up from behind.
Be the most handsome boy!
The meeting will begin on time at three o'clock in the afternoon.
Zhang Yong arrived at a time jam. Neither early nor late.
One second earlier, wasted.
One second late, late.
The layout of the conference room is also very sophisticated.
I don’t know who is so talented that he created a large platter of seats. It looks like a United Nations meeting.
In the middle is Ye Xiufeng's position, showing that he is the leader of the joint investigation team.
The three directions around it are three different places.
Zhang Yong saw his name tag. Yes, it was facing the door. It seemed to be the main seat?
On his left was the Party Affairs Investigation Department. He saw Ye Wansheng. On his right was the Postal Inspection Department. He saw Li Shiqun. Ding Mocun did not appear.
Sure enough, Ding Mocun came to cheer Li Shiqun up.
He is now the director of the Postal Inspection Department, on an equal footing with the other two departments. How could he attend such a meeting?
Li Shiqun is the section chief. Zhang Yong is the team leader. Ye Wansheng is the captain...
Wait. Ye Wansheng seems not qualified?
Then I saw Feng Jiliang come in. Oh, he is the representative of No.1.
Okay. Everyone is here.
They are all acquaintances.
Then have a meeting.
"Ahem!"
"Ahem!"
Ye Xiufeng cleared his throat.
Zhang Yong buried his head in writing and wrote quickly. He painted portraits of beautiful girls.
He also knows a little bit about two-dimensional beautiful girl avatars. He liked them quite a lot in his previous life. It’s a pity that he can’t draw them well.
Why do you like meetings? It’s because you can draw!
I usually don’t have time, but I definitely have time for meetings. Otherwise, why would I come to a meeting?
We can't fight...
Every time I have a meeting, I can concentrate on painting. I never have to worry about being disturbed. It is quieter than being alone.
"Zhang Yong!"
"Zhang Yong!"
Suddenly I heard someone calling my name.
Zhang Yong silently put down his pencil. He listened carefully and found that it was Feng Jiliang calling him.
he?
What are you calling yourself for? Am I familiar with you?
"Zhang Yong!"
At this time, Ye Xiufeng's voice came.
Only then did Zhang Yong realize that it was Ye Xiufeng who called his name, but he was distracted.
oh……
Excuse me……
stand up……
"Director Ye!" Zhang Yong stood at attention, "Please give instructions!"
Ye Xiufeng:???
other people:???
What Director Ye?
What are you yelling about?
Zhang Yong thought to himself, I did it on purpose.
I called Director Ye on purpose. It was not wrong anyway. You will be Director from now on.
"I am the deputy director..."
"Sooner or later you will be promoted to director."
"Be careful what you say."
"I am responsible for what I say."
"sit down."
"yes."
Zhang Yong sat down politely.
Ye Xiufeng hesitated to speak. Everyone else had different expressions.
Feng Jiliang thought, this Zhang Yong is really good at flattering him. His flattering skills are so innovative.
Director Ye...
He really dared to say it.
However, it is indeed possible for Ye Xiufeng.
Compared with Xu Enzeng, Ye Xiufeng's background is obviously stronger. It's just that the timing is wrong.
Everything has a first-come, first-served basis.
Xu Enzeng sat on the director's seat first, and those who came after him could only wait.
If Xu Enzeng goes down one day, his replacement will definitely be Ye Xiufeng. There will be no other candidates.
However, Xu Enzeng was still in office.
I don't know what Ye Xiufeng thinks.
"It's a meeting. Don't talk about anything else." Ye Xiufeng said slowly.
"Yes." Zhang Yong answered loudly.
Then bury your head.
Keep painting.
Ye Xiufeng thought he was concentrating on taking notes.
Others couldn't help but look puzzled. When did Zhang Yong become so eager to learn?
The sun really comes out from the west.
When did the gangsters from Shanghai become so motivated?
Then I secretly felt bad.
The hooligans are not to be feared, but the hooligans are literate...
"Zhang Yong!"
Ye Xiufeng suddenly shouted again.
His voice was much softer than before. He seemed to have a good impression of him.
No matter what, he has to wear a lot of clothes, but he can't flatter him. It's impossible to say that Ye Xiufeng doesn't want to be the director. He's going crazy.
However, Xu Enzeng has been dominating, and there is nothing he can do for the time being.
"arrive!"
Zhang Yong stood up immediately.
I thought to myself, you Ye Xiufeng are crazy! Just after you asked me to sit down, you immediately called my name again.
Horse-crossed...
Go back and beat Ye Wansheng.
Who told his uncle to be so annoying? He'll beat you up.
He looked askance at Ye Wansheng.
Ye Wansheng:???
What do you think I'm doing? I didn't mess with you. You bastard...
I couldn't help but feel secretly surprised in my heart. I reminded myself that the show would end soon and I had to escape as quickly as possible. Don't be caught by Zhang Yong.
That neurosis.
It's totally unreasonable. If you get caught, you'll be dead.
"Sit and talk."
"yes."
Zhang Yong sat down.
Keep drawing...
"Tell me what you know about the Thunderstorm Plan." Ye Xiufeng said.
"I don't even know what's going on." Zhang Yong said angrily, with a confused expression on his face, "I just caught a spy and said he had such a plan and a piece of data. So I reported it.
I found out later that the data was from a German aircraft. I don’t know the rest.”
Ye Xiufeng lowered his eyebrows and asked, "Didn't you follow up later? Or did your Fuxing Society Secret Service arrange for someone else to follow up?"
"I don't know!" Zhang Yong said honestly, "Later, I had something to do, so I hurriedly flew from Tianjin to Peking, flew back to Jinling from Peking, and rushed from Jinling to Hangzhou, sleeping with a woman in between.
None. If you didn’t mention any thunderstorm plan, I would have forgotten the name.”
"Your secret service hasn't compiled relevant information?"
"I don't know. Anyway, I didn't receive it. No one told me. We Virgos may have forgotten about it."
"This is a task arranged by the commissioner himself, how could we forget it?"
"Director Ye, if you ask me, I really don't know! Before I received the mission, I was still in Hangzhou!"
"Then contact your department. Collect all the information as soon as possible."
"OK."
Zhang Yong agreed obediently.
From the corner of his eye, he saw Li Shiqun on the right seemingly rolling his eyelids.
Although this guy is vicious, he really can't keep his temper. He is obviously dissatisfied with Zhang Yong.
You promised to interfere with this matter. Why are you so cooperative?
Just say there is no information.
Don't know anything.
Zhang Yong made an OK gesture toward Li Shiqun to reassure him.
Li Shiqun frowned. He couldn't understand Zhang Yong's gestures. But now was not the time to talk, so he had to lower his head angrily.
"What's the problem below..."
"Director Ye, I have a problem."
Zhang Yong raised his hand.
Ye Xiufeng nodded and motioned for him to speak.
Zhang Yong stood up, looked around, and said in a deep voice: "Director Ye, I don't understand what we are going to do."
"What are you doing?" Ye Xiufeng frowned, "Didn't you, Virgo, explain it to you?"
"Our Virtues didn't say anything." Zhang Yong shook his head, "I just want to know what we are going to investigate, who to investigate, who to report the results of the investigation to. Also, what are the expenses during the investigation?
Who is responsible……"
"Wait! Wait!" Ye Xiufeng interrupted him hastily.
One head and two big ones.
This Zhang Yong speaks too directly.
It’s all about giving assignments!
No question can be answered easily.
In fact, Ye Xiufeng himself was also confused.
Frankly speaking, he could not answer any of the questions Zhang Yong mentioned.
Investigate what?
The Thunderstorm Plan. However, no one knows what the Thunderstorm Plan is.
Who to investigate?
Spy? It seems so. It should be. But I'm not sure.
Who can be sure that the thunderstorm plan was carried out by the Japanese? What if there are others? What if it is all an illusion?
Okay, these two most basic questions cannot be answered, so what else is there to investigate?
It was all pressure from the Germans. However, the Germans themselves did not know how to investigate specifically. They also called the Gestapo.
I don’t know why the Germans are so nervous. An investigation team must be set up.
Ye Xiufeng was temporarily appointed as the leader of the investigation team, but he actually didn't know anything.
Otherwise, it would not have been delayed for such a long time, and the joint investigation team had just met for the first time. And they chose such a remote place.
No idea.
Can only guess.
Don't really know how to proceed.
The establishment of this joint investigation team is more often like giving an explanation to the Germans.
The committee can tell the Germans that we are already working hard...
"OK."
Zhang Yong then shut up.
But he still stood and didn't sit down.
This gesture means, I'm waiting for your answer. I need your answer.
result……
"Sit down."
"But……"
"We still need to study these issues..."
"Study now?"
"right."
"Oh well!"
Zhang Yong sat down and looked at the time.
Today seems to be February 20th. There are only six days left before the 226 mutiny.
It's so peaceful outside.
There was no news at all about the mutiny.
But it also proves from the side that this mutiny will definitely happen.
The calm before the storm...
"Report!"
Suddenly, there was a voice at the door.
It was Lu Hai who arrived.
"Director Ye, I'm going out for a moment."
"Go for it!"
Zhang Yong walked outside the door.
"What's up?"
"Team leader, the headquarters has informed us that Shan Ying has arrived at the dock. You should go there immediately."
"Now?"
"right."
"All right!"
Zhang Yong agreed.
I'm so busy. I'm running out of things to do. I'm too busy.
I feel like I have to receive at least three salaries. Otherwise, I feel sorry for my hard work.
The mountain eagle came very quickly.
Americans do things really quickly!
I just didn't feel like having a meeting anymore.
I don’t know anything, it’s an egg meeting. I leave immediately.
Ye Xiufeng didn't stop him either.
Zhang Yong came to the dock. The map showed that there were no red dots. It was strange. There were no Japanese?
It seems like there is no need for you to be so nervous?
maybe……
From the perspective of a time traveler, you may think that Chennault's arrival is a big event.
After all, it was Chennault who formed the later Flying Tigers. When the National Air Force was in decline, the Flying Tigers provided a great boost.
Due to Chennault's early intervention, the arrival of US aid was also very timely.
At the same time, because of Chennault, a friendly and pleasant personal relationship was established between the lady and the top American officials, and a lot of assistance was obtained.
However, the Japanese are not time travellers.
They could not have known in advance that Chennault's arrival would have such an impact.
so……
It may be that the empty financing department thinks too much.
The Japanese were not that nervous about Chennault's arrival, and they probably had no assassination plan.
The mortars outside Hangzhou Jianqiao Airport were probably aimed at that lady.
"Director Zhang!"
Someone came in a hurry from the front.
Oh, it's the people from the Air Raid Department. They have arrived at the dock early.
Zhang Ping and Yang Lichu have already arrived.
They were all just empty-handed people. They didn't have as many things as Zhang Yong, so they had been waiting at the dock for a long time.
Zhang Yong then went over to fight with them.
"Brother Zhang."
"Shaolong."
Zhang Yong greets Zhang Ping.
Compared to the elite people in the Fuxing Society's Secret Service, the people in the Kongchi Department are very simple.
real.
In Zhang Yong's view, they barely understand the outside world.
Maybe it's because I have been working within the Air Force for a long time and rarely communicate with outsiders. Therefore, they are easy to deal with and have some trust.
As for those pilots, almost all of them were blank slates. Some were even very naive.
Including Yang Junjian who defected. Because he was naive and simple, he was easily seduced by the spy's design.
What if it were those old scumbags from the Fuxing Society’s Secret Service who were seduced by women? What a joke! Eat the sugar-coated stuff and throw the shells back. There’s no way you’d be fooled.
"The ship will dock soon."
"good!"
Zhang Yong then waited patiently.
Sure enough, ten minutes later, a huge ocean liner appeared at the end of the sea.
In this era, the only way to travel from the west coast of the Pacific to the east coast of the Pacific is by ship. No matter how precious your status is, you must take a ship. The journey is at least twenty days. Because there are no planes that can cross the Pacific Ocean.
Crossing the Pacific is not safe enough either.
It was the Second World War that greatly stimulated the development of the aviation industry. It greatly improved aviation technology. The performance of aircraft made leaps and bounds. Finally, it improved the overall level of air transportation. Traveling by plane gradually became
One of the main modes of transportation.
A little emotional. War is really a double-edged sword...
No wonder the Thunderstorm Plan caused some uncontrollable consequences. The impact of technology on war is indeed great.
A typical example. The radar's use of the Japanese lookout posts was a dimensionality reduction strike.
No matter how much cod liver oil the Japanese invaders' night lookouts took, it would be useless! With a vision of 100.0, it would be useless in front of the radar.
A thought...
Should radar be included in the intelligence plan?
After thinking about it later, I thought it was too risky. Forget it. If the Japanese invaders knew about it and developed the radar in advance, it would be over.
By the way, it seems that the Japanese invaders did study radar. However, they went astray and had no results, so they gave up.
If the Japanese invaders had taken the right path, it would be difficult to predict the Pacific battlefield.
The ocean liner slowly docked.
Gradually entered the map monitoring range. No red dots were found.
The huge passenger ship was densely packed with noobs. There might be thousands of people, but there were no Japanese.
Sure enough, the Japanese did not pay much attention to Chennault's arrival.
At that time, there were many Americans on almost every passenger ship from the United States. How could the Japanese pay special attention to Chennault?
At this moment, Chennault seemed to have nothing conspicuous about him. He was lost in the crowd.
Guests are getting off the boat one after another.
The long journey makes everyone mentally exhausted and listless.
Zhang Yong watched from a distance.
There is no need for him to come forward to greet the guests. He only needs to ensure safety.
The person who came forward was Vice Minister Min.
"Shaolong."
Yang Lichu's voice came.
Zhang Yong turned around and saw Yang Lichu coming over with a folder.
Nod and greet him.
"What's up?"
"This is for you. It's top secret. After reading it, sign it and return it to me."
"Thanks."
Zhang Yong reached out and took the folder.
Open.
Inside are several technical documents.
It's a planning drawing about the expansion of Jianqiao Airport. It's marked in great detail.
Confuse……
"This is……"
"Protecting the security of the airport is also the task of your Intelligence Division Three."
"oh……"
Zhang Yong nodded. Then he looked up at Yang Lichu.
What do you call the Third Intelligence Division? Don’t you have a role? We are a husband and wife team now. You are the serious director!
Forget it. This is a family matter. You don't need to distinguish it so clearly. You can't tell her.
"Any more?"
"Are there any clues about the mortar?"
"I've been called back to Shanghai. I haven't even finished my work here."
"Madam wants you to work part-time in the security department."
"Security Department?"
"Well, it's the security office that oversees all airport security."
"What position?"
"Deputy Director."
"OK!"
Zhang Yongxin readily agreed.
Being in charge of all airport security seems very cool.
You must know that there are quite a lot of airport guards under the Air Raid Department. There are thousands of them at Jinling University Campus.
At Hangcheng Jianqiao Airport, it has now increased to a battalion with more than 300 people.
Although they are all light weapons, they have great freedom.
Let's put it this way, no one else dared to ask except the envoy. The envoy was also too embarrassed to ask.
Arrange for your wife to help with some things. Then you ask questions every day. Doesn’t it bother you? Maybe you won’t even have to eat. You’ll sleep alone at night.
However, this is not the key.
The key is that the security department is also responsible for the protection of the oil warehouse.
this point is very important.
The most precious material at that time, besides weapons, ammunition, and smoke, was probably oil.
Aviation gasoline is particularly valuable.
It seems that at this time there is no term for aviation kerosene, they all refer to gasoline.
Gasoline is an absolutely dangerous product. It is very different from diesel. It is very flammable and explosive. Therefore, it must be monitored with the strictest measures.
However, some people's ingenuity, no matter how strict the measures are, has loopholes.
Some street stall literature once mentioned that some people resell oil and enrich their own pockets. They make a lot of money.
At the craziest time, the oil that had been so hard transported through the Hump Route was actually being resold. This made the Americans crazy.
One advantage of being the deputy director of security is that I can find out who the fat rat is.
You can be sure that neither Madam nor Commander Qian would do such a thing.
They also hate oil rats.
So, who is it? He is actually looking forward to the future.
"Are you happy that you have been promoted?"
"No."
"you are not happy?"
"There is no joy in getting promoted. But it is joy to make a fortune."
"you……"
"Help me arrange it. I want to serve as the deputy director concurrently."
"knew."
Yang Lichu stretched out her hand.
Zhang Yong took out a wad of dollars and gave it to her.
result……
Was beaten back.
Oh, misunderstanding. What others want is a folder.
Obediently, she took back the dollars, signed her name, and then handed back the folder. Yang Lichu held the folder in her arms.
Over there, Deputy Director Min of the Air Space Planning Department has received Chennault and asked him to get in the car.
Okay, there will be nothing to do with Zhang Yong for the time being.
Chennault will first go to Jinling to meet with the lady and then discuss the next step.
According to his own wishes, he probably wanted to go to Jianqiao Airport to check the situation first. However, he did as the Romans did, and now that he had set foot on Chinese soil, he couldn't help it. Besides, Chennault was not as stubborn as Stilwell.
Still very flexible.
"I'm going back to Jinling."
"Goodbye."
Zhang Yong nodded and sent Yang Lichu away.
Alas, it's a relief, but one more thing has come to an end. Chennault is here. Everything is calm. A good thing.
It’s best if nothing happens. You can goof around. Lie down...
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
At this moment, gunshots were heard nearby.
It was the gunshot of the American-made Springfield M1903. It was the air raid guard who fired.
