If you promise now but fail to follow through later, I can't do anything to you.
Deliberately pondered.
Klinschmann said slowly: "Just tell me!"
"I'm not……"
"Say it!"
"Okay. Then I said it. Of course, this is my personal suggestion."
"you say."
"I heard that your latest fighter jet is the bf109..."
"impossible!"
Klinschmann refused.
Selling bf109 fighter jets? Don’t even think about it.
Zhang Yong was silent.
impossible?
Forget it.
Let's just spend it like this.
Klinschmann:…
I was very annoyed. I thought Zhang Yong was a toad who wanted to eat swan meat.
It's really too much to ask for.
"It's impossible for fighter jets. We haven't officially put them into service yet. How can we sell them? Please make other demands."
"others……"
"Yes. Others."
"Then, the artillery shell production line?"
"What caliber is it?"
"105 and 150..."
"That won't work."
Klinschmann once again refused.
The German army also needs a large number of artillery shells. Where can I find a production line for sale?
What's more, selling the production line will make it difficult to do business in the future. Now Germany is selling artillery shells and making a lot of money. How can it be willing to let go?
The artillery shells sold to other countries may cost only thirty US dollars. But the shells sold to China cost at least fifty US dollars. The profit is too high.
Who says China is completely unable to produce large-caliber artillery shells?
You must buy every hair.
Howitzers are expensive, and shells are even more expensive. Krupp doesn't know how satisfied he is.
"no?"
"no."
Zhang Yong was silent.
Damn it. This won't work either. That won't work either. It's just silly.
Mad, there is no sincerity at all.
Sure enough, these Gestapo deserved to be relegated to the dust of history.
So unkind.
You want the horse to run, but you also want the horse not to eat grass.
dream!
"Maybe 75mm."
"We don't lack 75mm. We need a large diameter..."
"Really can not."
Klinschmann himself felt embarrassed.
Zhang Yong put forward two conditions, but he rejected them without hesitation.
Hurt feelings.
It is estimated that Zhang Yong no longer wants to cooperate.
Frankly speaking, at this moment, he doesn't want to cooperate with Zhang Yong. He wants to replace him.
The question is, who should replace it?
Who else can he replace? Who can replace Zhang Yong?
After much deliberation, no one can.
This Zhang Yong is unique and cannot be replaced.
“I’ll mention it again.”
"Bring it up again?"
"Yeah. Let's see if there's anything we can do."
"Industrial Machine Tools."
"this……"
Klinschmann hesitated.
In fact, he wanted to refuse outright.
The Germans themselves don’t have enough industrial machine tools, so where can they export them?
Germany is currently rapidly expanding its military and needs a large amount of weapons and equipment. All machine tools are working at full capacity.
It is simply impossible to free up. Even if the quantity is small.
Really. Very nervous.
"never mind."
Zhang Yong then changed his mind.
The other party hesitated. That was impossible.
Everybody understands.
It seems that it is impossible to extract any profit from the Germans.
All of them are stingy as hell. They don't give away anything.
They are only willing to give blank visas.
Because the visa does not require substantial expenditure.
"You mention it again."
"Unexpected."
Zhang Yong refused.
Yep, I also have a temper, okay.
If you don't agree to any conditions I put forward, then I won't mention them at all.
I won’t bother to care about your bad things from now on.
"You take all the weapons and equipment on the ship." Klingschmann gritted his teeth and offered.
He knew Zhang Yong's personality very well.
This guy's nickname is "hungry for money", "money-minded" and "greedy".
If you want him to help you, you must give him enough benefits.
Otherwise, the call cannot be made.
From a personal moral point of view, he despises the other party.
Too greedy.
However, from a practical point of view, only such people can help him do things.
If it were someone else, first, they don't have that kind of ability. Second, they would still be good at working as a foreigner.
Zhang Yong is different.
As long as there are enough benefits, he will help you get the job done. And he will do it very beautifully.
"Is there weapons and equipment on the ship?" Zhang Yong pretended to be stupid.
"Yes." Klinschmann felt that he might have spilled the beans, but he couldn't take it back.
"how many?"
"I don't know the exact number, but it should be no less. The remnants of the stormtroopers from the past are all here."
"How many are there?"
"At least one Eagle."
"What Hawks?"
"The establishment of the stormtroopers is just one regiment. There are about three thousand people."
"Ah? So many?"
Zhang Yong looked very surprised.
It's not that I'm completely pretending. I'm actually a little bit surprised.
A group? More than three thousand people?
Oh, the German regiments are very large, with 3,800 people being the regular strength.
A regular infantry battalion has 800 men.
A group from the beautiful country also had a large number of people. Basically more than 3,500 people.
An infantry regiment of the Chinese army often only has a few hundred people. Some even only have three or four hundred people, which is not enough for a battalion.
The disparity in military strength...
Firepower gap...
The German infantry regiments are equipped with 105mm howitzers and tanks...
Turning around to look at the freighter.
There are so many weapons and equipment on the freighter?
This condition seems good.
but……
Play dumb.
He was unwilling to rush up immediately.
"Kill the person, and all the weapons and equipment will be yours." Klingschmann emphasized again.
"Okay..." Zhang Yong agreed readily.
But the map prompts that there are white dots entering the edges. There are marks.
Surprisingly, John and William from the Concession Industrial Bureau came. There was also Bob.
John is an Englishman, William is an American, and Bob is also an Englishman. They all arrived together, something must have happened.
They're probably here for the German freighter. Then it'll be fine.
Just use them as a shield.
"Wang Yuchuan!"
"arrive!"
"Be prepared to attack."
"yes."
Wang Yuchuan agreed and went.
Soon, everyone was in action, fully armed and ready to attack.
Klinschmann finally felt relieved.
Sure enough, Zhang Yong is a trustworthy person. As long as he is given a benefit, he will act immediately.
Zhang Yong himself was also carrying a shell gun.
Put on a show of going all out and fighting to the death.
They even arranged for people to prepare multiple explosive packs, as if they were going to do something big.
Klinschmann was even more satisfied.
Looking at the time, there are still eight hours left, enough for Zhang Yong to take action.
"preparation!"
Zhang Yong deliberately issued orders loudly.
As a result, a harsh shout was immediately heard in the distance.
"stop!"
"stop!"
Surprisingly, someone from the Ministry of Industry and Commerce Bureau arrived.
The one who roared was Bob. He had the lowest position and was responsible for shouting.
Zhang Yong turned around pretending to be confused.
Klinschmann:???
what happened?
Why are the people from the Ministry of Industry and Commerce Bureau here?
damn it!
What are they here for?
I didn’t come early, I didn’t come late, but I just came at this time.
It's terrible...
He turned to Zhang Yong and shouted: "Action!"
Zhang Yong was in a daze.
It was as if he hadn't heard it at all.
Klinschmann became anxious and said hurriedly: "The freighter will send it to you too!"
"Ah..." Zhang Yong seemed to be stunned.
"If you kill the man, the freighter will be yours, and everything on the ship will be yours." Klingschmann risked his life.
"Okay!" Zhang Yong seemed to wake up and immediately turned around to take action.
"Come on!" He waved to the people around him.
Someone rushed up immediately.
Someone appeared on top of the freighter, raising a gun.
"Da da da……"
"Da da da……"
A very crisp gunshot. It was a submachine gun.
The bullet was in the open space in front. No one was hit. Obviously, it was a warning.
"hidden!"
Zhang Yong shouted.
Everyone immediately retreated and took cover in various ways.
"Da da da……"
"Da da da……"
Shooting continued on the freighter. The sound of gunfire continued crisply.
Zhang Yong tilted his head and listened. He felt that the sound of the gun was very comfortable. He fired it quickly and neatly, but he didn't know what kind of gun it was.
Doubtful. Are the remnants of the stormtroopers equipped with new weapons?
I turned around quietly and found that everything was fine.
Klinschmann was called away.
Representatives from Britain and the United States came, and Klinschmann obviously couldn't bear it.
Either he was called by them to educate him directly, or he disappeared quickly. Klinschmann obviously chose the latter and ran away quietly.
There's nothing you can do about it. Germans can be cowardly sometimes.
After all, they were a defeated country. They no longer had an army in the Far East.
The British and Americans have garrisons in the Far East. The French also have many garrisons.
"Close the team."
"yes."
Zhang Yong waved his hand.
Okay. No need to act.
The only audience member has left. The show is over.
Yang Lichu walked over quietly.
"what happened?"
"What?"
"Who is on the boat?"
"The remnants of the stormtroopers."
"What?"
Yang Lichu was completely at a loss.
She didn't know about the Stormtroopers. She didn't know about the Night of Long Knives.
In fact, these things all happened secretly.
Even among Germans, only a few people know about it. Ordinary German people don't know about it.
Ordinary foreigners have naturally never heard of it.
"never mind."
"Then, what to do next?"
"negotiation."
"All right."
Yang Lichu made arrangements.
Please send someone down from the freighter to contact Zhang Yong.
The reason is of course very high-sounding. It is to protect their safety.
The other party agreed.
It was still Paulus who came down.
Unlike before, Paulus had a gun in his hand.
Zhang Yong recognized it immediately.
This is a Somi submachine gun! It belongs to Finland.
The accuracy is very high. It has a 72-round drum magazine. The firepower is super brutal.
Uses 9*19mm Luger pistol ammunition. The effective range is about 200-300 meters.
In a word, good stuff.
The best of the best. Every Somi is synonymous with high quality.
The Finnish army used the Somi submachine gun to make the polar bear army suffer a lot. Later, the polar bear's Bobosha submachine gun also looked a bit like the Somi.
I guess it was a psychological shadow that left a deep impression on me, so I directly borrowed the appearance.
Like Thomson, the only drawback of Somi is that it is expensive. It is difficult to process and takes a long time. It cannot be mass-produced.
Unlike Bobosa, although the craftsmanship is rough, it is strong and durable. The key is low cost and easy to produce. In three years, 6 million can be produced for you. The equipment of the whole group. Direct quantity coverage
.
envious……
Good gun...
want to……
I wonder how many Somi are on the freighter?
Klinschmann said that the boat belongs to Zhang Yong, and everything on the boat also belongs to Zhang Yong.
Of course, these Somi products were included. He was drooling.
Paulus came to Zhang Yong.
Zhang Yong was about to speak, and then asked Yang Lichu to translate. Suddenly, a message seemed to pass through his mind.
Vaguely, it seemed to remind him that the German language pack had been loaded. But it was at a beginner level. I could only barely communicate. If you want to be proficient, you must use it frequently.
"Oh? Is there such a good thing?" Zhang Yong immediately cheered up.
I had wanted a German language pack before. I didn’t expect it to actually arrive.
Good, good, good.
This system is people-friendly and considerate.
But no thanks.
For the system, loading a language pack is really trivial.
When can I build 100,000 aircraft carriers for myself, it will never be too late to thank you.
silence.
Try speaking in German.
"I know who you are." Zhang Yong said slowly.
"So what?" Paulus disagreed.
Immediately, he felt something was wrong.
This Zhang Yong can actually speak German?
Although the words are a bit stiff and seem unskilled, they can indeed be said.
Yang Lichu next to her was also surprised. She did not expect that Zhang Yong actually learned German. It seems that there are no German female spies...
This guy is mysterious and often has unexpected abilities.
Forget it, she doesn't need to be a translator.
She hates being a translator.
So he slipped away quietly.
"You speak German?" Paulus wondered.
"Self-taught." Zhang Yong responded calmly, "I'm not good at it, please give me some advice."
"snort!"
"Why did you shoot before?"
"It's on fire."
"And shoot each other?"
"It has nothing to do with you."
"Oh, I just wanted to ask, do you need medical services? Or funeral services?"
"unnecessary."
Paulus responded coldly.
Very much like his uncle's proud look before he surrendered.
"I know about the Night of Long Knives..."
"What?"
"Or Operation Hummingbird?"
"how do you know?"
"I heard it from people. Bards. Gypsies. French. You know, they are a very old profession. Their prophecies are either true or false,"
"The Gypsy prophecy said that your head of state will conquer France, conquer the Low Countries, and sweep across Europe. However, this long-legged giant will not be able to cross the English Channel because he was cursed by Poseidon. The sea is
What he can never conquer. He will turn back and try to conquer the far east..."
Zhang Yong spoke vividly.
What a bard, what a gypsy... these are all roles he plays.
"What about my uncle Paulus?"
"Unfortunately. He will fly into the sky, then fall to the ground, break his wings, and be lost by the Volga River."
“Why not the Ural Mountains?”
"Because your head of state was stopped by the Volga River."
"Nonsense."
"Yeah, it's all gypsy nonsense."
Zhang Yong responded with a smile.
There are still many years left, of course you don’t believe it.
But by that winter of 1943, you had to believe it or not. Gypsies were just that magical.
"Who else is on board?"
"You don't need to know."
"Then when will you leave?"
"We're not leaving."
"What?"
Zhang Yong was stunned.
You're not leaving? What do you mean?
Wait. Make it clear first.
This is Wusongkou Pier. This is my territory.
Your ship docks at my dock and I...
Oh, I'm sorry, this ship is mine. That's okay.
Just as he was about to continue asking, he saw Bob walking towards him. So he turned around to see Bob.
"open……"
"Mr. Bob, my old friend..."
"I have a few words to tell you. You must listen carefully."
"Please say."
"It's too far to go to San Francisco. It's not safe on the road. It's not safe to go anywhere else."
"What?"
"I'm done."
"ah?"
Zhang Yong was stunned.
Finished? Three sentences?
Wait. What do you mean?
San Francisco is too far. It’s not safe on the road. It’s not safe to go anywhere else either…
He seems to understand every sentence. However, when they are connected together, he seems to not understand?
"Goodbye."
"Uh, see you later..."
Watching Bob leave.
Immediately, John and William also turned around and left.
Zhang Yong:???
Confused.
What exactly is going on?
The two uncles came here in person and didn't say anything?
Just come and watch the excitement?
"The British and Americans do not welcome people on freighters. Neither do other countries." Yang Lichu's voice came.
"Why?" Zhang Yong's mind hasn't caught up yet.
"In short, other countries do not welcome the arrival of this cargo ship. Therefore, they can only stay at Wusongkou Pier for the time being."
"ah……"
Zhang Yong finally reacted.
No wonder Paulus said he wouldn’t leave for the time being. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to leave, but that he couldn’t leave.
No other country receives it.
Obviously, other countries have received the intelligence and expressed their attitude.
This is troublesome.
If other countries are unwilling to accept it, then China...
Lao Jiang must not be willing to do it either!
He is most afraid of offending foreigners. Britain, France, Germany and the United States, which one does he dare to offend?
etc……
Suddenly, Zhang Yong discovered another thing.
The British and Americans both showed up. Why not the French? Don’t the French know about it yet?
Well……
so complicated……
So nerve-wracking...
Suddenly, the map prompted that a white spot was coming.
After checking, I found out that it was Yuan Bin, the French Minister Xiang Li. Does his appearance represent the French?
Just wait and see what happens.
Sure enough, Yuan Bin came towards Wusongkou Pier.
Finally, he came to Zhang Yong and saluted politely. He seemed to have completely forgotten the previous unpleasantness.
"Team Leader Zhang."
"Yuan Xiangli, please speak."
"General Director Maxim heard about what happened at the pier and expressed his deep sympathy. He specially sent me to inform him. I hope that Team Leader Zhang will fully consider the hard work and fatigue of the guests who have come from afar, and I hope you will give them full care.
I hope you can provide all possible help. The general director has informed your government of this matter."
"clear."
Zhang Yong answered obediently.
The French finally came forward. They still acted as a guarantor.
Sure enough, the enemy of my enemy is my friend.
Now that the SA has broken with Laos, they are friends of France.
Although, two years ago, the stormtroopers were still the most fanatical representatives, roaring to regain Alsace and Lorraine.
Mud...
The world changes so fast.
A little uncomfortable.
Fortunately, he is just a small person.
The big guys are fighting, and he is caught in the middle. Although it is a bit uncomfortable, there are also benefits.
In the game of great powers, if a little bit of it leaks out from the cracks of his fingers, he will benefit endlessly.
