Chapter 916, I wish I could put a yellow robe on him
If time could go back...
Xu En once swore that he would start in Jinling and would never wait until Shanghai.
He wanted to use tungsten sand to pull out Shanghai's underground party organizations.
But they forgot one of the most dangerous factors.
Zhang Yong!
He is in Shanghai!
This bastard is in Shanghai!
For a moment, Xu Enzeng felt regretful.
I want to grab the ground with my head.
Really. He regretted so much that he made such a fatal mistake.
Before he came to Shanghai, he didn't even ask where Zhang Yong was.
I thought the world was so big that it would be impossible to meet him.
Who knows, we will actually meet it.
Xu Enzeng's deployment has completed 99 steps, and only the last step is missing...
"Director Xu..."
"Commissioner Zhang, I'm also here to catch the red party."
"Let's not talk about the Red Party. Let me tell you about the Patriotic Aviation Movement first..."
"What?"
"The Patriotic Aviation Movement, don't you know?"
"I……"
"Director Xu, it seems that you are very insensitive to the outside world! Is there anything more important than the patriotic aviation movement now?"
"Commissioner Zhang, I'm here to catch the red party..."
"So, I said you have no political consciousness. Really. You are putting the cart before the horse."
"What's the explanation?"
"Now, the patriotic aviation movement is in full swing across the country. Gentlemen and enlightened people from all over the country have donated money and materials to help build the air force. But in Shanghai, some people secretly used their power to enrich their own pockets. The committee members and their wives were all
He was very angry and specially ordered me to come to Shanghai to fight the big tiger..."
"Tiger hunting?"
Xu Enzeng frowned and said to himself: What does your hunting of tigers have to do with me?
You fight your tigers, and I catch my red party members. We do not offend against each other.
Randomly reacting, this guy is demonstrating.
He was telling him without any secret that he was sent by the commissioner and his wife.
angry.
I can't help it. I can't bear it.
After all, Zhang Yong is just a young guy with a fat head and a powdery face.
Now he is still warning and threatening himself in a serious manner. Xu Enzeng is also a human being and has a temper. How can he endure it easily?
If he just turned around and walked away, it would be too embarrassing for him, the director of the Party Affairs Investigation Department.
There were many people watching from behind. He was unwilling to give in.
"Yes! Fight the tiger!"
“Is the Catching Red Party related to the Patriotic Aviation Movement?”
"have."
"How to say?"
"This batch of tungsten sand is transported by the Red Party and is ready to be disembarked at Wusongkou Pier. I will catch them all, confiscate the tungsten sand, and hand it over to the Aviation Commission as part of the donation. Do you think it matters?"
"you……"
Xu Enzeng's expression changed drastically.
He suddenly realized that the guy in front of him was actually very difficult to deal with.
It's definitely not a fool's errand.
He knows how to pull off a tiger's skin to make a banner.
Every sentence is related to the Aviation Committee. But it is the one that is most afraid of.
Of course Xu Enzeng knew who was behind the Aviation Committee. He didn't dare to provoke him, not even Liang Chen.
No solution.
He was pinched by Zhang Yong.
It is absolutely impossible to do it forcefully.
However, he was unwilling to do so.
Really. This is the result of two months of hard work!
He began to make careful arrangements from Jiujiang, and even went to southern Gansu in person, where he dressed up as a miner and explored the secrets.
It took so much hard work to achieve what we have today.
As a result, you Zhang Yong intervened and just wanted to take it away?
Xu Enzeng would never agree.
"I personally followed this batch of tungsten sand. I have been following it for two months..."
"Did you report it?"
"What report?"
"That means there is no evidence! You didn't file a record at all."
"Don't you have one?"
"Of course, I personally reported it to Director Lin in the Attendant's Room 1."
"you……"
Xu Enzeng's heart continued to sink.
Finished...
He made another fatal mistake.
It was just to keep it confidential. He had not reported it before. No other high-level officials knew about it except himself.
Xu Enzeng actually did not trust the top leaders of the Guo Party.
He suspected that there might be Red Party spies inside.
If he reports it, the Red Party will probably learn the news within a day and then take countermeasures.
Once he is noticed by the Red Party, it will be very difficult for him to pursue him.
Therefore, he has always been in control alone.
Unexpectedly, this move turned out to be a fatal loophole.
Zhang Yong reported it first.
This is an opportunity. It is evidence. It is difficult to refute.
First come, first served.
It's natural.
How does it make sense that you didn't say anything before and then jumped out and said you discovered it?
Especially Zhang Yong's side is already very strong.
This guy is also an inspector general.
From a hierarchical level, he can even supervise Liang Chen!
It's ridiculous to say the same.
This guy is just the leader of the Fuxing Society’s Secret Service!
However, with the title of Inspector, he immediately surpassed Dai Li, Xu Enzeng, Liang Chen, and soared into the sky!
absurd……
But it is reality.
"Director Xu, I will keep today's matter a secret."
"What?"
"I won't tell others that you want to take credit..."
"You're talking nonsense!"
Xu Enzeng suddenly became angry and his face was ashen.
Zhang Yong, that bastard, actually beat him up. He actually said that he was here to take credit!
I'll steal your brew!
It's obviously the red party I'm targeting!
It’s you who came to take the credit from me! You actually framed me as the one who came to take the credit from you?
It is unbearable!
Xu En was furious and wanted to pull out his gun and kill Zhang Yong.
However, he had no chance.
Because Zhang Yong was hiding behind the crowd, he was not given a chance to shoot.
Even if he wanted to die together, there was nothing he could do.
joke……
How could Zhang Yong give the other party a chance to murder him?
His little life now is very precious. If he keeps this little life, he can do a lot for the country and the nation.
Xu Enzeng's life is basically a dead end. It is worthless.
A dog on the roadside is worth more than him.
"People behind, listen." Zhang Yong took out a big speaker and shouted directly to the people behind Xu Enzeng, "I am Zhang Yong. I am carrying out the tasks assigned by the commissioner and his wife personally. If you have nothing else to do,
You can go."
The people behind Xu Enzeng looked at each other in confusion.
Feng Jiliang and Tian Wenfeng both bowed their heads and remained silent.
The two of them accepted the reality very quickly. What else can Zhang Yong do here?
They don't want to fight Zhang Yong forcefully. They don't want to die.
Look at how many people Zhang Yong deployed inside the dock? A full three hundred! Ten times as many as them!
Xu Enzeng brought only more than thirty people.
Fight? Impossible.
"Walk!"
Xu Enzeng finally turned around and left.
The moment Zhang Yong raised the loudspeaker, he knew that it was useless to say anything.
People's hearts are broken and it's hard to lead the team.
Zhang Yong moved the committee members and his wife out, and everyone else was shocked.
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
He clenched his fists angrily.
Excessive force will cause the knuckles to turn white and make a snapping sound.
"I won't send it."
Zhang Yong spit out the last two words.
He knew that Xu En had hated him and would definitely try his best to get rid of him.
but……
Nothing to be afraid of.
I'm not even afraid of the Japanese invaders. I'm afraid of you, Xu Enzeng.
Haha. Don't let me encounter you next time. Otherwise, continue to ride the dragon on your face. Continue to output.
Suddenly I felt movement behind me.
A man got off the German freighter. He turned his head and raised his telescope. It was Paulus.
Strange, are all the people on the German freighter dead?
Was it Paulus who came to negotiate again?
Too lazy to pay attention to the other party.
Pretending not to see it.
As a result, Paulus came all the way.
He was quickly stopped by veterans on guard outside. They did not recognize Paulus.
Zhang Yong waved his hand, signaling for him to come over.
What is this guy doing here?
Paulus came to Zhang Yong. Zhang Yong did not speak or move. He mainly said that if you fart, just fart.
"I need medicine," Paulus said.
"What do you need?" Zhang Yong said he didn't hear clearly.
Then suddenly I remembered something.
Huh? Where is the German military advisory group that we agreed on? Why hasn’t it arrived yet?
Taking the train from Jinling to Shanghai was very fast. Did the car overturn on the way?
etc……
He needs to ask.
So I ignored Paulus and turned around to ask Yuan Zheng.
"Have any other Germans arrived in the past two days? For example, a military advisory group or something like that."
"No!"
"Really not?"
"No."
Yuan Zheng answered affirmatively.
Zhang Yong was secretly suspicious. The German military advisory group was not coming?
What kind of struggle is there?
"They are not coming." Paulus suddenly said in Chinese.
"Huh?" Zhang Yong was surprised.
This guy can actually speak Chinese? How rare! Even rarer than giant pandas.
Really. If you want to say that Japanese people can speak Chinese, it’s not surprising at all. It’s also not surprising that some people in Britain and the United States can speak Chinese. Many famous figures in Britain and the United States have taught at Yenching University or served as embassies in China.
There are many British and American businessmen and consultants in a certain position.
but……
Germans can actually speak Chinese! That’s really strange.
This shows that Paulus's life experience must be somewhat special. Either he himself has been to China, or his ancestors have been to China.
No wonder the Germans sent him to negotiate. I bet this guy knows Chinese.
That's fine. Let's communicate directly in Chinese.
"Why?"
"I'm not here to explain. I'm here to ask for medicine."
"Then why should I give you medicine?"
"We can exchange weapons and ammunition with you."
"What weapons and ammunition?"
"Somi submachine gun..."
"make a deal!"
Zhang Yong immediately agreed.
It's all done without thinking. No need to think about it at all.
Somi submachine gun! What are you considering? It’s definitely a good gun. It’s worth the money.
His stern face immediately melted. He walked over affectionately and patted Paulus on the shoulder. It was as if he was an old friend he hadn't seen for many years.
Well, I met Kaizi.
Golden opportunity!
"What medicines do you need?"
"Medicine for gunshot wounds. We have someone with a fever that won't go away."
"Want aspirin?"
"We have aspirin. But it doesn't work."
"Then there's no way……"
Zhang Yong was about to speak but stopped.
If aspirin doesn't work, then the wound is seriously infected.
At this time, antibiotics must be used.
It just so happened that he had amoxicillin, but the quantity was small and it had to be sold at a high price.
The Somi submachine gun is a good thing. However, amoxicillin is more precious. The latter is unique. The outside world has not yet been able to produce antibiotics on a large scale.
"You don't have any medicine?" Paulus's face suddenly turned ugly.
"Yes, but life-saving ones are very expensive." Zhang Yong said bluntly.
"You make an offer."
"Five hundred Somi submachine guns. One million rounds of ammunition."
"..."
Paulus was silent.
Use silence to express protest. Protest against Zhang Yong's sky-high price.
Zhang Yong:……
Okay. The price is a bit high.
The main reason is that the other party cannot afford to pay. It is estimated that there are not so many Somi submachine guns on German freighters.
However, he didn't want to change his tune immediately. He just let it go.
Anyway, it's not him who needs medicine. It's the Germans.
three minutes……
five minutes……
Finally, Paulus had to speak.
"Fifty Somi submachine guns." He said slowly, "I will give you twenty first. After the person is saved, I will give you the others."
"Where are the bullets?" Zhang Yong said that the price was acceptable, but still a little short of the price.
"Five thousand rounds of ammunition."
"make a deal."
Zhang Yong took out a tablet of amoxicillin.
Of course, it is impossible to give a box. There are four boards in a box and twelve in a board...
Well, that's not the point...
The point is, it's barely enough.
Get the injury under control. Then you can take care of the rest slowly with aspirin.
"Two pills each time, once in the morning and evening, for three days in a row."
"You have to ensure the effect."
"You don't have to."
"If you deceive us, we will never cooperate with you again."
"cooperate?"
Zhang Yong tilted his head and sneered slightly.
Have we cooperated? It seems not. I think you are condescending...
Arrange for someone to receive the Somi submachine gun.
Paulus is still very trustworthy. When he got the amoxicillin, he arranged for it to be delivered.
Twenty Somi submachine guns are packed in wooden boxes and have not been opened.
Even the butter on the gun has not been cleaned.
Obviously, this was pulled directly from the military factory. It is definitely a first-hand product.
It’s strange that the Germans on the freighter actually had weapons that came directly from the military factory? They hadn’t even used them? Was there too many of them?
Picked up a handful of bullets. It was 9mm. It was a new specification. It was not compatible with Browning M1935.
It doesn't matter. He has a portable ammunition depot and can match the ammunition.
So I arranged for someone to cook a gun.
Need to boil all the butter on the gun...
Soon it was nightfall again.
The butter on the Somi submachine gun has finally been cleaned off. The magazines and other accessories are also complete.
As they continue to be distributed, the firepower increases.
However, although it has extremely high accuracy and strong firepower persistence, it is a submachine gun after all. It has a short range. Compared with the Czech light machine gun and Garand semi-automatic rifle, it still has no long-range advantage. Therefore, some additional points are needed.
Rand semi-automatic…
"coming!"
"coming!"
The pier lighthouse signals.
Zhang Yong raised his telescope and discovered that it was an ordinary cargo ship.
I don’t know what the full load displacement is, but it should be able to carry several hundred tons of cargo. The appearance is nothing special.
Previously, there were many such cargo ships at the Qiantang River Terminal in Hangzhou.
The Union Jack flag is flying.
Is it the underground party that transports tungsten sand?
They should have received the message, right?
I hope...
Cargo ships gradually enter the port.
Zhang Yong quietly moved forward, hoping to include it on the map as soon as possible.
Finally, the freighter entered the map. Five yellow dots appeared one after another. Sure enough, they were members of the underground party. But there was no weapon mark.
On the ship, ordinary weapons are useless. Once docked, there are only five people and five guns, which are equally useless. It only increases suspicion.
The current fighting principle of the underground party is to avoid carrying guns as much as possible.
Except for the elimination of traitors, weapons are prohibited in other missions.
For safety reasons, everything at the pier is as normal.
It wasn't until the freighter docked and anchored that Zhang Yong showed up with his people.
Quickly control the freighter.
All five yellow dots were also seized.
This is a routine procedure.
Go through the motions and then let him go.
Of course, I didn't let him go openly. I took him to the outskirts.
Bang bang bang...
Bang bang bang...
A burst of gunfire indicated that he had been shot.
As for whether there was a real shooting, only Zhang Yong himself knows.
Will anyone snitch?
Haha. Maybe there is. Maybe not.
However, Zhang Yong believes that there is no one, unless he is a fool who wants to cut off his own money.
If you follow him, you will enjoy the hot food and drink spicy food, and earn at least dozens of yuan per month. Or even hundreds of yuan. Where can they find such a good thing?
To be honest, they all wanted to put a yellow robe on him. And they also told him?
There is indeed tungsten sand on the ship.
But you can't see it on the surface. All you see on the surface is straw.
After cleaning up the straw, the tungsten sand is revealed. In fact, it doesn't look like much. The tungsten sand itself is very dense and heavy.
So the order was given to unload the goods.
Remove all the tungsten sand.
The freighter was then impounded at the dock, right next to the German freighter.
on purpose.
It is convenient for the Thirteen Demons and others to work at night.
If something goes wrong, just hide on the freighter here. Even if the Germans fire, they can't find the target.
What if the Germans protest?
better.
Then ask for a high price and pay back when you get there.
You want me to move the freighter away from you? OK! Give me the money...
One day passed...
Two days have passed...
Three days...
Zhang Yong is at the dock.
Mainly teaching people how to drive motorcycles.
One-third of the people are required to learn it so that they can move more easily in the future.
To convey information and so on, motorcycles are easy and enjoyable. The key is that they can be used on streets and alleys.
At the beginning, it was difficult to get started.
Many two-wheeled motorcycles were broken. Heartbroken. That was a BMW!
The three-wheeled ones are fine. They generally won’t fall.
But there is no way. It just needs such a process. He must personally take charge. Otherwise, others will not dare to learn.
Everyone knows that these motorcycles are very expensive. What if they are damaged and they have to be compensated?
Only when Zhang Yong is here can he dare to act recklessly.
The fourth day...
Yuan Zheng arrived quietly. He stopped talking.
"Commissioner..."
"What's up?"
Zhang Yong asked casually without paying much attention.
He is currently busy teaching his subordinates how to drive motorcycles and doesn't care about outside things.
It can also be regarded as giving the spies a few days of breathing space to allow them to recover their health. Otherwise, they will catch them as soon as they appear, and they will soon run out of gas and water.
"Commissioner, be careful when you go out..."
"What's the matter?"
"There are rumors from the outside that Commander Xuan is very angry..."
"oh……"
Zhang Yong remembered.
The tabloids must have played a role.
No matter what, let’s ruin Xuan Tiewu’s reputation first.
Xuan Tiewu was certainly not a fool. He understood that it was Zhang Yong who was behind this, so he naturally had to take countermeasures.
However, Zhang Yong didn't care.
Yep, he has so many enemies, who is Xuan Tiewu?
Unless the army is mobilized, at least one regiment is dispatched. Otherwise, Zhang Yong has nothing to fear.
Even if he comes to a camp, Zhang Yong can't do anything to him.
In fact, this is impossible. Xuan Tiewu would not dare to do this no matter how stubborn he was.
Unauthorized mobilization of troops to arrest Zhang Yong?
Unless Xuan Tiewu doesn't want to live anymore.
It's like tying a rope around his neck and sending him in front of his political opponents.
"Someone also sent an invitation..."
"who?"
"Fred. Owner of the MGM Cabaret."
"oh."
Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.
It seems that the Americans are asking themselves to take action again.
