"Curious, why did you arrest McFarlane?"

"This is a core secret. How could I possibly tell you? ”

"That's right. Then you can help me figure out a solution. How can you get five hundred Garand rifles. ”

"What?"

The Japanese spy frowned.

Once again, I felt that I couldn't keep up with Zhang Yong's thinking.

Garand rifles?

Five hundred?

What are you going to do?

The rifle has an egg-based ......

"McFarlane was a salesman for Springfield. But he told me last time, less than 5,000, don't sell ......"

"You don't make up an order. Would you like to ask Springfield to give a sample first? ”

"Samples? Five hundred? Will it work? ”

"You can give a deposit of a few thousand dollars. Receiving the deposit is OK. ”

"yes."

Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

Enlightenment.

Actually, it's not that hard.

If you are stupid enough to buy only 500 pieces, of course others will not bother to ship them.

The Springfield Company is also the boss of small arms dealers. An order for five hundred Garand rifles, they will not take it at all. But what if it's 50,000?

If I tell the other party, I want to order 50,000 Garand rifles. Give a deposit first. You guys give me a sample of a battalion. It's about five hundred. Let's get acquainted with it first. The other party may have shipped the goods. You might even send someone to guide you. After getting 500 samples, say sorry to the other party and cancel the order......

Although it may lose some credibility. But......

Wait a minute. Actually, it can be said that you have to wait. Funding is being raised.

It is now only three years since the outbreak of World War II, marked by the German invasion of Poland.

Three years is a short time for the international arms trade.

What he has to do now is not actually cancel the order. Instead, try to get the goods. Get more goods.

Otherwise, after September 1939, the arms export trade of the beautiful country was tightened in an all-round way, and it would not be easy to buy it again. The production of Garand rifles is not high, and the equipment of the beautiful country's own army is not enough. Poor Navy Marun, a fourth-class man, waited until after 1943 to get Garand. Before, it was all pulled up.

So, lack of money!

Very short of money! Money, money, money!

No matter what you buy, you are very short of money. Tens of thousands of dollars are not a big deal.

Really, for the arms trade, less than a million dollars is an unrelated business. Other arms companies may not be able to look up to it.

At the moment, the price of the Garand rifle is very scary. It costs about $100 a piece. If it's a million dollars, that's 10,000. For a huge army that can easily reach millions, 10,000 rifles is not a big deal.

Fortunately, Zhang Yong's purpose is only to equip the Fourth Air Police Regiment. Engage in a beggar's version of an air crew. It's just a matter of being able to perform some special tasks. Can be used in skirmishes. Don't think about anything else. A little person like him can't do it at all.

"How can I make more money?" Zhang Yong asked very seriously.

"You ask me?" The Japanese spy's eyes were confused.

Yaga! What a freak!

Clear and stupid eyes!

But he was still arrested. Damn it!

"I don't have much experience." Zhang Yong said honestly, "You're going to die anyway, tell me even if it's a good deed." ”

"A good thing? You're thinking too much. The Japanese spy sneered.

"If you don't say it, then I'll let you go back."

"What?"

"If you don't say it, I'll let you go back. You're good to go. ”

"What?"

The Japanese spy was stunned again.

Then, he realized a very scary problem.

There was no way back for him.

Even if he was allowed to go back, he would not be able to go back.

Because the result of going back is to be destroyed.

The kidnapping has been exposed and has been published in the newspapers......

Wait a minute!

Newspaper?

Not necessarily true......

Maybe Zhang Yong is just scaring himself......

"Extra!"

"Extra!"

"American businessman beaten by Japanese!"

"American businessman beaten by Japanese!"

"Extra!"

"Extra!"

Suddenly, the shouts of a newsboy were heard outside.

The twist of the Japanese spy conditioned reflex. Look at the newsboy running outside. He turned his head to look at Zhang Yong again.

The look in his eyes seems to say, you arranged it? Scare me?

"I gave the money." Zhang Yong misunderstood, and nodded directly, "So, the number went out very fast." ”

Wave your hand at the door. Motioned for them to go out and buy a few copies of the number and come in.

Soon, an extra number with the scent of ink was placed in front of the Japanese spy.

Mimeographed.

There was no time to turn on the printing press.

Mimeograph directly, and then grab the market.

The picture above is a bit blurry.

However, for Japanese spies, it is enough. He's smart. He knew what was going on.

In the newspapers......

The world knows it......

It is estimated that tomorrow's newspaper headlines will be all about the kidnapping of American businessmen.

Public opinion is likely to ferment further. Because Zhang Yong spent money. The purpose of spending money, of course, is to make things bigger. Trouble all over the world. Everybody knows it.

And then......

There is no then.

As the initiator. There was no way he would survive.

Or, he took the initiative to apologize. Or, it is to be killed by their own people. Then both the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs categorically refused to recognize it.

Which one will he choose?

"Get a good night's sleep." Zhang Yong stood up.

It's busy.

I have to catch the seventh day spy.

The Japanese spy in front of him is estimated not to commit suicide. Wouldn't go back either.

There was no way back for him.

However, the Japanese spy who was caught in the bun shop before may commit suicide.

Because his disguised identity is the bottom. Life is hard. Don't miss the life in front of you. But Yosuke Yamaguchi is nostalgic. That's enough.

"You're gone?" Yosuke Yamaguchi frowned. The look was gloomy.

He admits defeat.

Now he is desperate.

Unless he wants to die.

However, he did not want to die. There is no courage to die.

Years of latent life have made him adapt, and he is reluctant to live a comfortable life. Unless it's killed. Otherwise, he would not have had the courage to die on his own.

"Have you heard of the Osaka Division?" Zhang Yong suddenly burst out coldly.

"What's wrong with the Fourth Division?" Yosuke Yamaguchi is confused.

"Nothing." Zhang Yong walked out.

What can be. It's just a slippery head. I don't want to die in vain.

The other Sixth Division and the First Division are all miners, who are usually poor to death. So fighting a war is not afraid of death.

None of them have enjoyed a comfortable life. So there's nothing to be reluctant about.

As a result, they all became cannon fodder.

Only the Osaka Division, after surrendering, can live comfortably again.

Until now, the number of the 4th Division remains. It can be seen how smart others are.

"What's wrong with the Fourth Division?"

The Japanese spy muttered to himself. Muttered.

In fact, he is looking for a mental step for himself.

"Nothing."

Zhang Yong didn't look back.

I don't know anything. Just talk about it.

"You're back."

"Do what?"

"Let's make a deal."

"If you want me to give money, no."

Zhang Yong flatly refused.

Transactions can. However, I definitely don't pay for it.

Brother is not a dime. Is it really poor......

"You're back!"

"Okay."

Zhang Yong turned around and came back.

Sit down. Straighten up. Be all ears.

"You don't have to pay for it. I can also point you to a windfall. ”

"Condition."

"I'm going abroad. Go to Italy. ”

"I suggest you go to Brazil."

"Why?"

"There are a lot of your kindred over there."

"Don't. I'm going to Italy. I'm going to be incognito. Do not come into contact with anyone. ”

"Deal!"

Zhang Yong remembered Tanavaro. That Italian mafia merchant.

That guy seems to have been back in Italy for a long time. I don't know when I'll be back. What did you discuss with him in the first place?

Take out a small notebook. Look through it. It was found that there was no record. Alas. Sloppy.

That's fine. Nothing big anyway.

Italy is far away, and it can't interfere with it.

There is not much oil and water to be fished in Italy now. On the other hand, a civil war was already brewing on the Spanish side.

Unfortunately, it's still too far away. There was little chance of interfering.

"When I'm safely on board, I'll give you a windfall......"

"Wait!"

"You don't want it?"

"Of course not. It's you who can't exchange our Chinese's money for your life. ”

"What I am giving you now is French money. And then there were the British. It's all from the wrong place. Don't dare to make it public. Do you dare to ask for it? ”

"Dare."

Zhang Yong nodded.

What would you not dare.

As long as it comes from the wrong way, it is in whose hands it is.

He Zhang Yong is usually timid. But if you have money, you can be bold. High risk, high return, eternal truth. The ancients also said that if you starve the faint to death, you will die if you support the courageous. It's not always good to lie down and want to make money.

"Well, I'll tell you now, at No. 26 Wutong Road in Zhenjiang, there is a batch of arms in it. If you go and sell it, you can make at least 50,000 oceans. ”

"Munitions?"

"Yes. From French Indochina. ”

"Vietnam?"

Zhang Yong frowned.

Weapons from Vietnam by the French?

At this time, foreigners did not seem to have a Vietnamese name. It is said that it belongs to Indochina.

The problem is, it's munitions!

Shake one’s head.

The arms deal, too sensitive.

The tobacco trade too. Too sensitive. He didn't want to mess with it.

He is self-aware. Wear as big a hat as you want. If he can eat it, he will definitely eat it.

However, if you can't eat it, you'll die, so forget it.

There is no reason to die for no reason. Why bother?

This Yosuke Yamaguchi is uneasy and kind. I want to pit myself. Once these arms are exposed, the consequences are dire.

You are a small team leader of the Secret Service of the Reconstruction Society, and it is not officially established. Actually want to dispose of a large number of arms? What do you want to do? Want to rebel? The crime is much more serious than collusion with the Red Party. It was directly surrounded and eliminated by the gendarmerie.

Squinted at the Japanese spy.

Made, when I am a fool?

The Japanese spy looked at Zhang Yong helplessly.

After a long time, he said slowly: "Jinling has a representative of your Dian army......

"So what?" Zhang Yong still doesn't understand.

"You find someone, pretending to be an agent of the French foreign company, and go to the people of the Dian army, saying that there are arms to trade with them. Let them look at the goods, then pay the money, and pick up the goods. Price concessions. The Dian army must be willing. ”

"This ......"

Zhang Yong remembered the current situation.

The two Guangxi joined forces and prepared to overthrow Chiang......

If the king of Yunnan falls to Li Bai, then the pressure on Lao Jiang will be greater.

Chen Jitang, Li Bai, and Long Yun join forces, and Lao Jiang's trouble will be huge. Guizhou will definitely not be able to keep it. That is, the southwest half of the wall is lost.

If the three join forces, they can dispatch an army of three or four hundred thousand. The main forces of Lao Chiang's descendants were all encircling and suppressing the Red Army. Where can an army be drawn all at once?

He Jian of the Hunan army has a maximum of tens of thousands of people in his hands. Less than fifty thousand. What to stop Li Bai?

Xiao Zhuge is still very good at fighting. Ten He Jian are not Xiao Zhuge opponents. As soon as Shonan is lost, Jinling will be in danger.

Therefore, at this moment, Long Yun, no matter what he asked, Lao Jiang had to agree.

Perhaps, Long Yun in historical facts did put forward some requirements? Make Lao Jiang very unhappy? So in 45 years, as soon as the Anti-Japanese War was won, Long Yun was immediately taken under the knife?

Grass, this Japanese spy can see it really accurately. There are also capable people in the Japanese invaders!

"Let's go."

"Every seven days, I'll contact you."

"Okay."

"Plus, Raymond's team has a lot of funding."

"Oh?"

Zhang Yong's eyes were shining.

Yosuke Yamaguchi then turned and left.

Nothing like swearing. Nor is it required. He bribed Zhang Yong with money.

For Zhang Yong, money is the most reliable promise.

Zhang Yong has nothing to lose. It is definitely worth letting go of a Japanese spy in exchange for a batch of arms.

No matter who ends up with this batch of munitions, it is used to kill the Japanese invaders. If it is given to the Dian army, it is naturally the best. The Dian army's record is very good.

Even if there was an accident and it was confiscated by Lao Jiang in the end, it would fall into the hands of the Huangpu family. Next year's Battle of Songhu can also be used. In the Battle of Songhu, the first investment was the elite of Lao Jiang's lineage. It can't be said that Lao Jiang didn't do his best at all. At first, I was really determined to fight. But then the losses were too great, and the main forces of the descendants were exhausted. He was worried that it would affect his dominance, so he began to hesitate and wait and see.

None of that matters, though.

Importantly......

Raymond's intelligence group has a lot of money......

A lot of dollars?

How much is more? Tens? Several hundred thousand?

Breathe deeply.

Get rid of the distractions in your mind.

Go catch the last day spy.

This Japanese spy should also be hiding nearby. Won't go far.

Otherwise, he would not have chosen a rickshaw.

Sure enough, a Japanese soldier with a kidnapper logo was soon discovered. That's him.

A bit of a surprise. This Japanese prisoner is actually a policeman.

There were several policemen around him. All with rifles on their backs. It seems that a vigilance mission is underway.

Zhang Yong turned his head to look at Huang Benkuan, "Do you know that guy?" ”

"I don't know." Huang Benkuan shook his head, "I'm going to ask?" ”

"No, I don't. He is a Japanese spy. Zhang Yong was straightforward, "Now, I'm going to arrest him." ”

"He didn't have any bullets for his rifle." Huang Benkuan said.

"Really?" Zhang Yong was skeptical.

No bullets? What a good thing!

He was also worried that the Japanese spies would suffer a big loss if they had weapons in their hands.

Unexpectedly, the rifles in the hands of these policemen. There were no bullets. It was indeed an accident. Outsiders don't know at all.

"Really."

"Why?"

"I'm afraid of being snatched away."

"Oh."

Zhang Yong said he understood.

It turns out that at this time there was the concept of separation of guns and bullets.

Too careful, too.

However, it is a good thing for him at this moment.

Go straight up with the team. Walk over to the seven policemen.

When the seven policemen saw them, they were all puzzled. Then he hurriedly stood upright. Place your rifle on the ground and salute.

Zhang Yong came to the Japanese spy with an expressionless face, stretched out his hand to collect his rifle, and then said: "My name is Zhang Yong, and I am a ...... of the Special Service of the Fuxing Society."

As a result, before he finished speaking, the Japanese spy suddenly reached out and pushed him, then turned around and ran.

The surrounding police were stunned.

watched Zhang Yong staggering back as he was pushed.

And the Japanese spy policeman was a thief who ran fast, and he was about to turn the street. Disappear into the side street behind.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

Just then, the gun went off.

The Japanese spy turned and fled. Zhang Yong had expected it.

At this time, do you still want to run? Dream!

The others immediately opened fire.

After a flurry of gunfire, the Japanese fell to the ground.

The red dot does not disappear, indicating that it is not dead. There are also weapon markings on the body.

Lu Keming and the others tried to rush forward.

"Wait!"

Zhang Yong hurriedly stopped the person.

There is something strange about this Japanese spy! It may be a deception!

The crowd stopped.

Rumble!

Suddenly, there was a muffled sound.

A flash of fire erupted on the spot.

Zhang Yong: !!

Hurriedly squatted.

The others followed suit.

It turned out that the Japanese spy pulled the grenade. Direct self-detonation.

Zhang Yong: ......

Wipe! This day spy is very fierce!

Actually hid a grenade in his arms! Made. Fortunately, it didn't ring just now.

Otherwise......

I don't dare to imagine the consequences.

After the explosion, everyone couldn't help but be stunned.

The other six cops, in particular, were completely dumbfounded.

Sky!

What the hell is going on?

Why did you pull a grenade to blow yourself up?

"He's a Japanese spy!"

"Sew your mouths!"

"If the secret is leaked, I will arrest you all and put you in a water prison!"

Zhang Yong's face was grim.

Seven Japanese criminals, five died. Two alive.

However, one of them who is alive, the bun shop, is estimated to be impossible to confess.

Therefore, in the end, the only one who is useful is the mastermind, which is Yosuke Yamaguchi.

However, his Zhang Yong's money-making plan does not need to live. It doesn't matter.

It's good now. The tail of the hand is all cleaned up.

I can report to Director Lin.

How do I report it?

Let's just say it's been dealt with.

Sure enough, Director Lin was very satisfied and praised him.

Final Words:

"I've seen it all outside the number. Very good. You have a good rest. Tomorrow morning, change into a new uniform, pack up a little neatly, and come to the presidential palace. ”

"Tomorrow? Is there something going on? ”

"There's an important military meeting tomorrow. You attend. ”

"Me?"

Zhang Yong was stunned.

I grass! Attending a military meeting?

What can I do?

Damn!

It's a duck catch! Desperately send yourself to the merit forest!

Dizzy......

Can you not go?

It's a pity that I didn't dare to speak. Ironclad will be scolded.

The delegates will allow you to attend the meeting. You say I have something to do, I don't want to go......

Does he have such an iron head?

Not......

It's over......

It's over......

[To be continued]

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