Such good news must be reported to Yang Lichu.

Yang Lichu is actually very familiar with Italian aircraft.

On the other side of the schoolyard, there are several types of Italian aircraft. Chen Shanben often drives that.

The aircraft models of the National Air Force are very confused. It's basically what's the use.

Some of them were purchased on their own. It costs money.

Partly it was merged. It doesn't cost anything.

Now there are still some who have defected from Liangguang. I don't know if it's going to cost money.

A national air force with more than a dozen models of aircraft underneath. It's a must.

Different models, also from different countries.

The format is completely different.

What? Standard logistical maintenance?

Inexistent.

It's all ready to use. If you can't use it, lie on your stomach.

If a part is broken, it is removed from the other broken aircraft.

When the last parts cannot guarantee that the last plane will go to the sky, then this model of aircraft will be completely scrapped.

That's what happened.

Absurdity is so absurd.

You don't have your own manufacturing, that's how it goes.

Therefore, the 156 heavy industry projects that Polar Bear has helped build cannot be overpraised from any angle.

Without these 156 projects, there would be no New China.

After Yang Lichu received the call, he was silent for ten seconds before he said slowly: "Is your information accurate?" ”

"You guys should find a way to check it out. What if it's true? Zhang Yong replied.

He certainly didn't have a packed ticket. He can't guarantee it either.

Fifty aircraft. Or spot. The performance is not bad. It was a surprise indeed.

It's like a trap carefully woven by the Italians.

Mussolini wasn't a good kind either! You have to be prepared for both.

"Get in touch."

"Okay."

Zhang Yong agreed. Return to Tanavaro's side.

There are some details that he needs to look into.

For example—

"Why did you sell those fifty planes?"

"Not me. It's Markey. ”

"What happened to them?"

"The Air Force refused to pay. They had no choice but to take the plane back. ”

"Technical defects?"

"Of course not. It was the funds of the Air Force that were siphoned off by Mussolini. ”

"Tell me about it?"

"I'm going to buy other weapons and support Franco."

"Oh?"

Zhang Yong's expression moved.

It was as if the Spanish Civil War was about to begin.

On one side of the battle, it was Franco. His supporters are also numerous.

There are Germans behind them, there are Italians. There are English and French. And the only ones who supported the other side were the Soviets. There is also an international column.

In the end, the brutal facts proved that a single punch is hard to beat four hands. There are too many enemies. Can't beat it.

The Spanish Civil War, as if there was no need for such a high-level weapon as an airplane. It's all ground fighting.

Mussolini temporarily embezzled the military budget of the Air Force to support Franco, and he could be regarded as a die-hard supporter. But then Franco seemed ungrateful and did not provide assistance to Mussolini?

There is no military spending for the Air Force. Of course, it is not possible to support so much the cost of fighters.

Markey is not easy to mess with. You don't. Then I'm going to sell it to someone else. Otherwise, I'll be bankrupt.

"Really selling?"

"It's a real sale. Give money and sell. Package price. Fifty for half a million dollars. ”

"Oh?"

Zhang Yong's eyes lit up again.

Half a million dollars. Madame must have it in her hands.

It's up to her to make up her mind.

In the absence of clarity about the purchase of BF109 fighters, it seems that it would not be bad to buy an Italian aircraft.

The Curtishawk-81 fighter is still being designed. It is not in stock for a short time. In stock. The performance can keep up. Only Italy this wave.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Hurry up and give the money.

Hurry up delivery.

Otherwise, once Mussolini comes to his senses, business may be yellow again.

In other words, I have no production capacity and can only buy other people's, which is such a situation. Passive everywhere. Everywhere you go. You have to be scared to buy something.

"When will it be delivered?"

"As long as you give a deposit of $100,000 first, you can ship it now."

"Okay."

Zhang Yong was a little impatient.

One hundred thousand dollars. Not much, really. If he had, he himself would have settled at once.

Hand fast has.

Hands are slow.

It's not that there's anyone competing. Rather, he was worried that something would happen to Mussolini.

The problem is that Zhang Yong at this moment does not have $100,000 in his hands. The dollars he saved before were all handed over to Gu Xiaoru.

Fortunately, it's not entirely impossible to make $100,000.

Here in Shanghai, there are so many rich people, squeezing out 100,000 US dollars is not a problem at all.

For example, as long as you catch Kuroshima Ryujo......

In short, a thousand words are condensed into two words:

Make money!

Make money!

Make money!

This time, not for yourself. It's for the country!

Fifty combat power, engine horsepower up to 1000 horsepower! You don't need to look at other performances to know that it's definitely not bad!

For fighters, engine power always comes first.

There will never be a ceiling. Ever bigger is better.

Suddenly, several blank sheets of paper appeared in the carry-on space. There seems to be technical data on it?

Examine.

The discovery is the data of the Italian fighter.

Fiat A80 RC41 engine, 1000 hp......

Flight speed: 430 km/h......

Maximum range: 550 km......

Ceiling: 6300 m......

Can't say it's outstanding. But definitely not bad.

At least, much more advanced than all current Hawker models. The flight speed alone can crush all the current Japanese Army Airlines aircraft.

And in terms of engine power, it's all about hanging. Ride the dust.

Suddenly I remembered that later, it seems that later, the Japanese also bought planes from Italy. It was also used to bomb Chongqing.

It's all about the Japanese Army. Because the bombers of the Japanese Army Aviation were not far enough. In terms of range, it is too far away from the zero type of HNA red deer.

"As soon as you want."

"Yes."

Zhang Yong thought to himself, I want to be fast!

I can't wait to scrape together half a million dollars right away. Pay you directly.

The problem is, it's not nothing!

Stand up.

Leave.

Ready to go for money.

In any case, it is necessary to scrape together $100,000.

"I'll give you seven days."

"Okay."

Zhang Yong nodded.

Seven days. Are you sure? I don't know.

However, definitely give it a try. Dreams can't be without. Fantasy is not illegal.

Zhang Yong got up and said goodbye.

Ready to go to Yang Lichu. Give her the corresponding drawings.

As a result, just after going out, I found a white dot with a sign appearing. View. Found out to be a prisoner.

Oh?

The dollar is coming......

No. It's the goal that's coming.

Immediately bring someone to follow. Bring the goal into view.

The subject's physiognomy appears to be ordinary. Nothing special.

However, the address he entered made Zhang Yong's mind move. It turned out that this address was near what Zhu Yuan gave.

Is it a coincidence?

It should be a coincidence......

Zhang Yong waved his hand and led the team to follow.

The address left by Zhu Yuan is at 180 Taiping Street. In front of it is Taiping Street.

Taiping Street is still relatively prosperous. This belongs to the old concession. It has been in business for quite a long time. There are numerous apartments on both sides, as well as shops.

Silently found No. 180. Found this side to be an apartment. Not too. There was no one inside.

Look around. No movement was found. So he opened the door and entered.

It's empty inside. Only the most basic tables, chairs, tables and stools. But there is only white dust on it. Someone cleaned it before.

There is a book on the table. "Mirror Flowers". It's new. Curious, he picked up the book. Flipped through it. A note fell out of it. Pick up the note. There is a phone number on it.

Curious. Whose call is this?

Zhu Yuan gave himself this address, did he want to let himself come in and get this phone number?

Turn your head and look around. I found a phone next to it.

Not bad. There was actually a phone. It seems that the owner of the apartment is still relatively rich.

Walk over and pick up the microphone. I found that the phone still works. Instructions that there is no downtime. So I started dialing against the slip of paper.

Secretly curious.

Who's on the other end of the line?

Who is Zhu Yuan looking for?

Is it some big shot?

"Hey ......"

A familiar voice came from the other end of the line.

Zhang Yong was suddenly shocked. My mind exploded in an instant. Then a myriad of thoughts flickered.

He envisioned countless possibilities. But I never thought that on the other end of the phone, it would be him! If it were someone else, maybe he would have thought it was hearing. However, he ......

It's absolutely impossible to hear it wrong! You can't get it wrong when you turn to ashes!

Li Boqi!

It's actually Li Boqi!

On the other end of the phone, it was Li Boqi's voice.

Sky!

How so?

How could it be Li Boqi's voice?

The phone number I made in the past was obviously not the phone number of Li Boqi's office!

This is......

Subconsciously, Zhang Yong was about to hang up the phone.

He felt like he might have broken some secret. Zhu Yuan actually has a secret connection with Li Boqi!

Sky!

How can it be?

Why do Zhu Yuan and Li Boqi have a secret connection?

What exactly do the two of them do?

"You're surprised?" Suddenly, Li Boqi's voice came.

Zhang Yong immediately knew that he had been recognized.

The note was left by Zhu Yuan. It was left to him Zhang Yong.

If Zhu Yuan and Li Boqi really have a relationship, then he should know.

"I ......," Zhang Yong snorted.

Don't know what to say.

It's not appropriate to say anything.

There doesn't seem to be much to say either.

There is only confusion.

"What are you wondering about? I need information inside the concession, he needs information outside the concession, and we work together secretly to get what we need. Li Boqi's voice continued, "He helped me get grades, I helped him get grades, and then everyone was promoted and raised together." What's the problem? ”

"And what's going on with him now?" Zhang Yong believed it.

It seems that there is a good reason.

Come to think of it, there's really nothing strange about it.

You help me, I help you, everyone helps each other and promotes together.

"Someone retaliated."

"Who?"

"Don't you already know? Akira Kagesa! ”

"Oh......"

Zhang Yong was speechless again.

The mastermind behind the scenes is Akira Kagesa. It seems to be.

Zhu Yuan was sent to prison by Kagezo Zhenzhao. That's what he received.

However, faintly, Zhang Yong always felt that things were not so simple.

Is Kagesa Zhenzhao's energy that great?

Expelling Zhu Yuan or something, maybe it's no problem. But directly into prison......

I always feel that something is wrong......

"So, whose house does this house belong to?"

"Mine."

"Yours?"

"Otherwise, what am I going to do with so much money?"

"Uh......"

Zhang Yong was suffocated again.

It seems so. Li Boqi also collects money.

I don't think I heard he had a family. Very strange thing. It's really never been mentioned.

No one mentioned Li Boqi's wife, children or anything. This guy seems to be a widower? If it's a widower, it's useless to take so much money! So I bought a house and land. It just so happens that the houses in the concession are quite good. You can buy a few more.

"By the way, aren't you in the 167th Division?" Zhang Yong suddenly remembered what was going on.

"It's done!" Li Boqi replied, "What am I still doing in the 167th Division?" ”

"Then you're going back to the Chicken Goose Lane headquarters?"

"Nope."

"And you're still outside?"

"Don't ask about adults, children."

"I ......"

Zhang Yong was suddenly choked again.

Then it was full of curiosity.

Is Li Boqi looking for a woman outside? Raising a junior?

Absolutely!

This guy isn't a good guy either.

Although it is excellent for yourself. But what about the other things......

In short, it is still the same sentence, good people cannot survive in the secret service of the Renaissance Society. Not even an undercover agent.

It's time to make a move.

If you should kill people, you must kill people. You can't be merciful.

"I have something to ask."

"Say."

"I'm going to make $100,000 in seven days."

"Grab it."

"Then I'm going to grab $100,000 in seven days. You give a suggestion. ”

"Du Yuesheng, or Huang Jinrong."

"Uh......"

Zhang Yong was suffocated again.

Li Boqi speaks directly. Every sentence hits the nail on the head.

Du Yuesheng and Huang Jinrong must have 100,000 US dollars! The problem is that these two guys also came over with strong winds and waves.

It is not easy to extort $100,000 from them.

If you don't get it right......

"Aren't you holding a chicken feather arrow?"

"What?"

"Shelling of the presidential palace."

"Uh......"

Zhang Yong immediately came to his senses.

Oh yes. Made. It's really dizzy. Forget about it.

Investigating the case of attempting to shell the presidential palace is the key task of Zhang Yong now. Or even the only task. Everything else can be postponed.

As long as you hold on to this point, you can bare your teeth at anyone.

If you are not convinced, go to the big guy to complain. Say that you absolutely did not mean to shell the presidential palace. Let's see how the big guy reacts.

I want to see which big guy is so iron-headed. Dare to vouch for you. Ha ha.

I want to say thank you. I found that Li Boqi hung up the phone.

All right......

The direction is clear.

The rest is how he Zhang Yong operates.

Go to the pier first.

In the evening there was a shipment of munitions to be brought ashore.

Who owns this batch of arms? Unimportant. Just press it on Du Yuesheng or Huang Jinrong.

What do they want these arms for? Assisting some people in the shelling of the presidential palace, of course......

Immediately lead the team back.

Quietly lurking near the docks.

Sure enough, at about ten o'clock in the evening, a ship docked.

This is a cargo ship from the South Seas. The displacement may be around three thousand tons. It's still big.

Zhang Yong raised the telescope and observed carefully. The cargo ship was found flying the British flag in the face of the British. But the sailors and crew on the ship are all Chinese.

I don't know what kind of cargo is on board. But there are a lot of weapon signs.

Sure enough, there were arms.

Okay, let's get to work!

Wave your hand.

Dispatch!

[To be continued]

(End of chapter)