Could it be that gold, silver and jewelry were found?
Zhang Yong shook his head. The map didn't show it. So don't think about gold.
Maybe, there is some ocean or something...
The spy didn't look like a rich man either.
result……
A package is delivered below.
A corner of the package has been opened, revealing the contents. They are all legal tender.
Brand new. They are all in 20 yuan denominations. They seem to still have the scent of ink.
"Well……"
Zhang Yong reacted quickly.
This is a counterfeit currency printed by the Japanese invaders. They haven't had time to spend it yet.
Picking up a bunch of them.
I have to say, the quality is great!
There are probably 5,000 pieces in such a full package. That's 100,000 French currency?
"Is there any more?" Zhang Yong asked.
"How many." The person below replied.
More packages will be delivered later.
Zhang Yong checked and found that there were no face values of 20 yuan. The highest was 10 yuan. Most of them were 5 yuan or 2 yuan.
Each package contains about 5,000 pieces. Because the face value is small, the total amount is not large.
Strange, why did the Japanese invaders make such small denominations?
It seems that the printing cost of counterfeit currency is the same.
Is it easy to spend?
In other words, if it is counterfeit currency, it is indeed easier to spend it with a smaller face value.
After all, if the face value is large, it will not be easy to circulate. It will often be intercepted by the bank. If there is a problem, it will be discovered by the bank. So there are a lot of 5 yuan and 2 yuan?
Confuse……
What does this spy do?
Why are there so many counterfeit coins here? Are they shipped from the Japanese invaders' country?
The factory that printed the counterfeit currency should be in the Japanese invaders' country. That's why the quality is so good.
Counterfeit money, do you want it?
of course yes!
Outsiders don’t know it’s fake.
Its quality is better than real coins. You can use it as soon as you take it out.
It's better than the poor quality ones secretly printed by Chiang Kai-shek himself.
"Team leader, there is also a radio station."
"Do you have a code book?"
"No."
"oh……"
Zhang Yong frowned secretly.
Something feels wrong.
Why are there only radio stations and no code books?
Didn't the Japanese invaders need a code book to send and receive telegrams? Or was the code book just nearby?
etc……
Zhang Yong looked around.
Suddenly, I saw a copy of "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" lying in the corner.
Huh?
Romance of the Three Kingdoms? Book?
This Japanese spy actually has such a book in his home?
Something's wrong...
How can ordinary people have books at home?
How can I read a book if I don’t even know a few words?
There is a ghost...
I will pick up Romance of the Three Kingdoms soon.
Sure enough, I found some special symbols inside. They seemed to mark something.
Happy.
I'm sure this book must be related to passwords.
However, it is useless to simply have a book, because there may be many layers of mathematical transformations in between.
When I slept with Li Jingzhi before, she once said that numbers include addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, squares, and square roots. There are also arithmetic sequences, geometric sequences, increasing sequence, decreasing sequence, etc. There are all kinds of mess.
Function. Hearing this made Zhang Yong feel dizzy. He used to be afraid of mathematics when he was studying.
Some of the symbols in this book may be numbers representing a certain interval, and they need to be changed in a certain way. The more advanced the password, the more ways it can be changed. After one change, more may be superimposed.
Changes. If outsiders want to use the exhaustive method to crack it, it will be impossible for eight lifetimes.
Shake his head.
A purely intellectual activity like deciphering codes is not suitable for him.
"Yang Zhi."
"arrive."
"Send someone to send this Romance of the Three Kingdoms back to the Telecommunications Department and give it to Li Jingzhi."
"yes."
Yang Zhi immediately arranged for someone to go.
Zhang Yong continued to search the house, but found nothing.
So we closed the team.
Count the legal currency. Then pack it up and take it away.
Send them all back to Jigexiang headquarters and hand them over to Chen Qingquan.
Legal currency must be spent as soon as possible. Otherwise, it will depreciate.
At this time, the target old beggar was still within the map monitoring range, but he never stopped.
Originally, Zhang Yong thought that the old beggar might be hiding in a safe house. Then he quietly approached it and surrounded it with water. Then he concentrated dozens of grenades and smashed it into pieces, blowing it to pieces. Unexpectedly,
The other party is always wandering.
what to do?
Stupid method. Keep chasing.
See if you can intercept it from the front and block it head on.
Just about to take action...
Huh?
Suddenly a red dot entered the edge of the map and came straight towards him.
I thought he was the killer of the Japanese invaders. But I wasn't bored.
Oh, maybe I'm here to get French currency.
The Japanese spies store a large amount of legal currency here, and they should be distributed.
After all, espionage requires financial support.
It's like "Borrowing a Gun", it's really too shabby. You have to solve everything by yourself. Time and energy are wasted.
The Japanese invaders were still a semi-industrial country after all, and they used counterfeit currency as espionage funds, killing two birds with one stone.
It not only solved the funding problem, but also hit the enemy's economy.
In fact, using spies to release a large amount of counterfeit currency to cause inflation is also a common method used in the struggle between ourselves and the enemy.
During World War II, the Germans made imitations of pounds sterling. The British also made imitations of marks.
However, the Japanese invaders would have never imagined that the legal currency would rapidly depreciate without them printing counterfeit currency.
The speed of printing counterfeit currency cannot keep up with the speed of depreciation of legal currency.
The Japanese invaders secretly printed one million, while Chiang Kai-shek had already printed ten billion.
The Japanese spies were also worried that printing too many copies might lead to an out-of-control situation. On the contrary, Chiang Kai-shek was not worried at all. He started the printing press and printed hard.
By the middle and late stages, the quality of the paper used for legal tender was already quite poor. Especially its waterproofness was very poor. Once soaked in water, it would soon rot away.
"Yang Zhi."
Zhang Yong gestured quietly.
It means that a Japanese spy is coming. Order everyone to ambush.
Soon, the spy arrived at the door of the courtyard. He looked inside and saw no one.
Zhang Yong discovered that the spy was another rickshaw driver.
Good guy, you kill two birds with one stone!
Rickshaws can pull goods and people. They can also run around.
Just move the counterfeit money onto the rickshaw and distribute it everywhere. Spies in other places can quickly get the counterfeit money.
"Third uncle!"
"Third uncle!"
The spy shouted at the door.
No one answered. He immediately realized something was wrong.
He turned around and ran away in a hurry.
Zhang Yong gestured.
Arrests!
The agents lurking outside immediately swarmed up and tried to hold the rickshaw driver down.
I thought it was a very easy job. Unexpectedly, this rickshaw driver turned out to be very tenacious and very strong. He actually managed to escape from being rounded up by three agents.
There is no way, they are all novices. They are not very familiar with actual combat. At the same time, they are not ruthless enough.
If you are an experienced hand, step on your ankles or calves when you step up, or forcefully push your arms behind your back.
If the Japanese invaders struggled, they would directly crush their lower legs or break off their arms. This way they would not die but would be disabled.
Whoosh!
The Japanese invaders drew their swords.
Zhang Yong's eyes darkened. Oh, and there is a knife?
The dagger is quite sharp.
But the map doesn't show up.
Obviously, the map will not prompt for cold weapons.
so……
The Japanese invaders brandished their daggers and prepared to fight tooth and nail.
Zhang Yong took out the shell gun.
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!
Raise your hand and shoot twice.
Originally I was going to kick my legs. But...
Missed.
All of them were targeted by Japanese spies.
The spy fell down on the spot. His body was twisted and motionless.
The dagger in his hand was also loose.
Zhang Yong:???
died?
No way? Hit the nail on the head?
Alas, my marksmanship is still a bit bad! It seems to be the other way around?
Understood……
Next time you want to kick, you have to aim for the body.
If it's going to be fatal, aim for his legs.
Well, remember...
But the map shows that the red dot is still there, indicating that the spy is still alive.
That……
Zhang Yong went up with the shell gun.
It was discovered that the Japanese spy had indeed been hit in the body and was dying.
Forget it. Too lazy to save.
Raise the muzzle of the gun and point it at the spy's head.
Snapped!
Snapped!
Snapped!
Pull the trigger continuously.
Still not dead? I'll give you a few more bullets.
finally……
The spy died.
The red dot displayed on the map has also disappeared.
Done.
knock off.
Others dismantled all the rickshaws but found nothing, so they abandoned them.
"Walk!"
Lead the team to continue catching the old beggar.
The map shows that it is still more than 300 meters away and still moving.
Logically speaking, the old beggar should be able to hear the gunshot. However, this old guy did not escape far.
Perhaps it was the gunshot that made him curious?
Curiosity killed the cat.
Suddenly, the old beggar stopped walking in circles and moved to the southwest.
Zhang Yong immediately led people to follow him.
The nearby terrain seems vaguely familiar. It seems like I have been here before.
Oh, I remembered it. It's the Ordnance Industry Department.
I've been here before when I was a street rider, but I didn't pay much attention to it.
The old beggar seemed to be heading towards the Ordnance Industry Department.
The map showed that it really arrived at the door of the Ordnance Industry Department. It stayed there for more than ten seconds.
It was these ten seconds that allowed Zhang Yong to shorten the distance to two hundred meters.
The Ordnance Industry Department has entered the map. A large number of weapon symbols appear.
Turn a blind eye.
That's from the Ordnance Industry Department. Of course there are plenty of weapons and ammunition.
Most of the imported weapons and ammunition need to be randomly inspected here to confirm that there are no problems before they are distributed.
Check carefully. There are no red dots in the Ordnance Industry Department, which means there are no Japanese spies.
However, there are two yellow dots, indicating that there are underground parties.
Yes. The Red Party's vitality is really tenacious. At such a low ebb period, they can still be an undercover agent in the Ordnance Industry Department.
Pretending not to know.
Prepare to pass through the entrance of the Ordnance Industry Department. Continue to catch up.
The old Japanese spy beggar seemed to know that someone was chasing him. After leaving the Ordnance Industry Department, he immediately sped up and fled.
Suddenly, a weapons symbol rushed out from the Ordnance Industry Department.
Huh? So fast? Is it a car?
I hurriedly checked and found the outline of a large truck. It was moving very fast.
There was only one person in the car, the driver.
eccentric……
What is he going to do?
"parking!"
"parking!"
I vaguely heard someone shouting.
They seemed to be sentries from the Ordnance Industry Department. They were trying to intercept the big truck.
problem occurs……
Zhang Yong reacted immediately.
However, the big truck did not stop, but accelerated.
"Bang!"
"Crash..."
A burst of chaotic noises came.
Zhang Yong saw with his own eyes that a large truck broke through the roadblock at the door and sprang out of the Ordnance Industry Department.
The speed was extremely fast. It was as if the accelerator was stepped on the fuel tank.
what happened?
Zhang Yong subconsciously felt something was wrong.
This is……
For yourself?
Seems to be……
The driver obviously had directions...
As a reflex, I immediately ducked to the side. As a result, the big truck still rushed up.
Mudd!
Something's happening! Something's wrong!
The weapons sign on the car may be explosives!
Oh my god!
A load of explosives?
"Stop it!"
"Stop it!"
Zhang Yong shouted hurriedly.
Then I realized something was wrong.
How to stop it? It's a truck!
Maybe it’s still a fully loaded truck! With that inertia and mass, how do you stop it?
"Fire!"
"Fire!"
Change the order immediately without thinking.
Mud. Seeking death!
I'll beat you to death first.
"Ta-ta-ta..."
"Ta-ta-ta..."
Everyone opened fire immediately.
Thick bullets hit the front of the truck.
The white dot disappeared instantly, indicating that he had been killed. But the truck continued to move forward.
The driver was beaten to death and did not let go of the accelerator.
wrong.
The accelerator is probably stuck. It can't be released at all.
"Grass……"
"not good……"
Zhang Yong suddenly realized a problem.
There are explosives in the car!
If it explodes...
However, it's too late.
In the frenzied shooting, the big truck exploded.
A ball of white light in front of my eyes...
Zhang Yong quickly closed his eyes.
Feeling bad at the same time.
Finished...
I am too close...
If a whole truckload of explosives explodes, that's okay...
really……
The next moment, Zhang Yong felt like he had ascended to heaven.
It seemed as if there was some overwhelming force that knocked him violently into the air. He rolled in the air like a broken cat and then landed hard on the ground.
But his consciousness was clear. He understood that he was blown away by the air wave of the explosion.
Sure enough, the distance is too close, that's it.
If there is a third perspective, it will definitely be the same as in Hollywood blockbusters.
The person who was blown up flew directly into the air, then his buttocks fell backwards, then landed heavily on the ground. A big hole was made in the ground.
Then……
There's no after that.
It felt like I had landed. A critical hit.
Consciousness quickly blurred.
ah……
Mud...
I'm going to die...
Being plotted.
The spy used a truckload of explosives to plot against him...
I am not willing to accept it...
die……
Completely plunged into darkness...
…
far away.
Roof.
A spy holds up a telescope.
Seeing the fire rising from the explosion, he hurried downstairs and went to make a phone call nearby.
"Ando-kun, the rice balls have been given to the guests."
"Did he eat it?"
"I'll go confirm it right away."
"be quick!"
"Tie!"
…
Shanghai.
Wusongkou Pier.
A cargo ship flying a plaster flag slowly docked.
Beside the pier, there are Japanese people all dressed in black.
They moved iron boxes one by one from the freighter. Each iron box was heavy and required two people to lift it.
Nearby, there was a Japanese transport ship.
Those who got off the boat were all fully armed Japanese soldiers.
They are from the Japanese Marine Corps. They want to return to the Hongkou Japanese War Zone to station themselves.
On the distant horizon, a Japanese destroyer was cruising.
The plaster flag hanging on the mast is shocking...
…
Atlantic.
Location close to the Cape of Good Hope.
Five cargo ships flying Italian flags are sailing on the vast sea.
In the evening, the waves are sparkling and golden.
The freighter is loaded with aircraft parts.
"There are still twenty days..."
A captain was estimating the itinerary. He looked cheerful.
This trip to the East was his dream trip.
The shipping cost was very pleasing to the eye. He was very satisfied.
Moreover, he is also very interested in that mysterious eastern country.
After successfully arriving at the destination, he must stay there for a while and enjoy it...
Suddenly, the communicator rustled.
Immediately, someone’s voice came——
"Attention, captains, there may be a storm at the Cape of Good Hope..."
"Attention, captains, there may be a storm at the Cape of Good Hope..."
…
Jinan, Quancheng.
In the evening, night falls and the sky and earth are vast.
There was a man wearing a long gown, wearing sunglasses, and carrying a box as he entered the city.
The lanterns came on. The blurry light from behind stretched his shadow very long...
…
Across the ocean. Detroit. Motor City.
An American stood on a high-rise building, looking through the glass at the densely packed cars outside.
frown.
distressed.
These cars are all in stock and cannot be sold.
However, the production line cannot be stopped. If the production line is stopped, the price the company will pay will be even greater.
well……
Headache……
The car is unsaleable, please help us...
…
Germany, Hamburg.
"Tata tower..."
"Tata tower..."
The sound of neat footsteps came. It was deafening.
People on both sides of the road were cheering. Active children even climbed into the trees.
Their eyes were full of envy.
Everyone was very excited, as if they saw the hope of rebirth.
That was a group of German Wehrmacht troops performing a parade.
They are fully armed.
They are tall and burly.
They vowed to avenge their past failures.
They vowed to give everything they had for the head of state!
…
Portsmouth, England.
The grand event at the Royal Navy's largest military port is fading.
The battleships that had been assembled earlier were leaving the port one after another after being inspected by Lord Admiralty Churchill.
Among them, there is a refurbished and slender battlecruiser, which performs very eye-catchingly.
It was the Hood. It was praised by Churchill.
Although it is an old battleship, its appearance is still the best. It is also the fastest. The 381mm main gun is not inferior.
If an enemy warship is discovered, the Hood is still a sharp sword.
It will penetrate all enemies.
At least, that's what Churchill thought...
The Royal Navy is impossible to defeat...
…
France, Marseille.
A grand polo match is being held here.
The stadium was packed with people. The next day's newspaper mentioned that a full 30,000 people watched the game.
Enthusiastic spectators generously took out their francs and bet on their favorite teams.
According to reports, the most eye-catching game had a betting volume of up to 3.5 million francs!
However, this is just Marseille.
Marseille is not the largest city in France.
In Paris and Lyon, there are more popular games. More people bet on them.
French people are fully enjoying singing and dancing.
They think the world is peaceful.
Because the French army is the most powerful army in the world. No one.
In Alsace and Lorraine, some people rejoice and others remain silent. Here, everything seems to be divided into two worlds.
In the Alps, even though it is summer, there are still many tourists.
