Thoughts are flying.

Could other spies do the same?

I can't find you. Too lazy to look for it.

I'm just pretending to be one. Forced to really have to show up.

For example, I find someone to pretend to be a Buddha. Then give orders to the other Japanese spies. Make the fake come true.

Of course, it can't be completely realistic. However, it is only necessary to create chaos.

True or false, it causes confusion. Once it causes chaos, his opportunity to Zhang Yong comes.

Gloomy laughter......

"What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing. There is money to be made. I am very happy. ”

"We'll see the results."

"Of course. What other information do you have about Japanese espionage? Give it all to me. I'll dig it out together. ”

"Let's catch the violet first."

"Okay."

Zhang Yong agreed.

McFarlane hurried away.

"What a nice guy."

Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

Immerse yourself in giving money.

Only ask about the result, not the process.

He likes such partners. It's much easier to fake.

Back to the 026 logistics base.

Come directly to Qiao Qingzi. She was sitting bored in front of the window.

Seeing Zhang Yong coming in, she silently walked to the side of the bed and sat down. Keep your head down. Start unbuttoning.

Zhang Yong: ......

No. Misunderstand. I'm not that. I am a gentleman.

"Here's for you."

Hand her the envelope.

Qiao Qingzi took it suspiciously.

I took out the check and looked at it as if I didn't understand.

Zhang Yong: ......

All right. I saw it. She's not a high-end player.

It's just an ordinary girl. It's a bit of a pose. Then he entered the Telecommunications Division by chance.

And then......

and fell into his clutches. became his slave.

"It's $10,000."

"What?"

She seemed frightened.

Ten thousand dollars! She didn't even know how much!

Heard. Also seen. However, it has never been owned. She is not eligible to own dollars.

Check or something, I've heard of it, but I haven't seen it.

"It's private money for you. It can be exchanged for US dollars at any time. ”

"Give it to me?"

"Yes. Here you go. There may be more to come. ”

"More?"

She thought she was dreaming.

Oh my God, $10,000. She couldn't even imagine it. Is there more?

Look at him in disbelief. His eyes were hazy.

"And this."

Zhang Yong handed her a codebook.

Her eyes immediately cleared. It's an area she's familiar with.

She wasn't the best in the telecommunications department. However, those who can enter the telecommunications department will definitely not get bad grades.

"It's Japanese ......"

"The Japanese invaders."

"Oh. This is the communication code of the Japanese Navy. ”

"Yes."

"Do you want to decipher the telegram?"

"It's not. It's a newspaper. Pretending to be a Japanese spy to send a report. ”

"Oh."

Qiao Qingzi flipped through the codebook.

Zhang Yong suddenly picked up her hand and pinched her index finger. And then take the dagger.

Her face turned pale. Afraid. I don't know where I'm wrong again.

"Does everyone have a usual way of sending reports?"

"Yes......"

"Will you be recognized?"

"I don't know ......"

"That ......"

Zhang Yong wanted to say. I'll cut your fingers.

After a finger injury, the method of reporting should change. Others shouldn't be able to hear it.

But then he hesitated. The heart softened.

"Before I send the report, I can prick my finger with a needle......" she whispered.

"Okay." Zhang Yong nodded, "There won't be a lot of telegrams." Irregular. It's only a few days. Just remember to change the fingering. ”

"I'll remember." She replied cautiously.

"As much as possible." Zhang Yong said slowly, "If you really forget, it doesn't matter. ”

"If I forgot. You hit me. ”

"Not necessarily."

Zhang Yong shook his head.

I don't seem to be that brutal......

Why was she so frightened of herself? Am I murderous?

I am a civilized man......

Silent.

Wonder.

What should I post?

It must be able to be involved with violet, so that it can be fake......

Suddenly, the world map flickered.

Hey?

What's the situation?

Attention is immediately drawn to the past.

Maps switch automatically. And locked the USS Saratoga.

【Discovery of the USS Yorktown】

【USS Yorktown Aircraft Carrier Locked】

[Locked Amount: 2]

There is a flashing of information.

Zhang Yong: ???

Wow. And such a sassy operation?

The Saratoga aircraft carrier met Yorktown, so the Yorktown was also locked?

Hurry to check.

Sure enough, the location of the Yorktown could be consulted.

Have accurate latitude and longitude.

Judging that the two aircraft carriers converged here.

Probably training.

It is also possible that the material is being transported.

Wait a minute.

Suddenly, my brain was opened.

If......

When the Yorktown encounters other aircraft carriers, can it also be locked?

And then the new carriers lock on to other carriers?

Oh, my God!

Is it so magical?

Loved!

Loved!

"Come, send a telegram."

"Now?"

"Yes."

"But the radio ......"

"Arrange it right away."

Zhang Yong turned around and went out. I got a radio station and came in.

It's all new. Previously seized. Never used it. It was originally intended to be used for secret missions. Now it just so happens.

There was a vague bold idea in my head.

If you send a telegram indiscriminately, if you don't do it well, it will really cause chaos all over the world.

Unfortunately, it was not possible to lock on the battleship.

Otherwise, lock down those super-large battleships and send their locations from time to time, and it is estimated that the whole world will be in chaos.

All the intelligence officers are probably going to be frantically looking for intelligence sources.

It's a pity that there are only two aircraft carriers at the moment.

The aircraft carrier at this moment is not as eye-catching as the battleship. Not so much valued......

Qiao Qingzi skillfully checked the radio station. Then turn it on.

Ready.

Zhang Yong drafted the contents of the telegram.

"Today, York City is located at longitude 166 east and latitude 37 north latitude, where it joins Saratoga."

Compare the world map.

It seems that this location, to the east of the Japanese mainland?

Judging by the world map, the distance does not seem very far. Probably a few hundred nautical miles.

If the combined fleet of Japanese invaders learns about it, I wonder if it will send warships out to chase after it? Or send planes out for reconnaissance? And then will it go off the rails?

Probably not.

After all, it was a few hundred nautical miles from the Japanese mainland.

There is no reason to go to war.

What's more, the combined fleet at this moment should not be ready for war.

Their battleship Yamato has not yet completed its final design. Before the launch of this super-battleship, the combined fleet always felt underpowered.

"Is that all?"

"Yes."

"Okay."

Qiao Qingzi lowered his head and checked the codebook to calculate the new code.

That's it. Record them all. Confirm that is correct. Then take out an embroidery needle. Prick your index finger.

After the bleeding has stopped a little, the report will be issued.

Because of the injury to her index finger, she couldn't move as skillfully as usual. Naturally, others will not be able to recognize it.

"Didi! Didi! ”

"Tick! Tick! ”

Soon, the telegram was sent.

Zhang Yong picked up the newspaper and burned it all. Total destruction.

All right.

The first step of the plan is complete.

What will happen next, it is not clear to him what the parties will react to.

As with the Thunderstorm Project, he was only responsible for throwing stones into the pool. What the waterhole will react to, he doesn't know yet.

The Americans should be a little nervous, though.

After all, the position of their aircraft carriers is constantly being watched by the Japanese. It's definitely a thorn in the back!

Hey......

It feels like the dollar is coming at me......

Someone arrived outside.

"Report."

"Speak."

"Commissioner, Director Yang Lichu of the Air Preparatory Department, please call back."

"Got it."

Zhang Yong nodded. Come out.

Call back to Yang Lichu. She picked it up quickly.

The tone is somewhat lukewarm.

"Commissioner Zhang, are you done?"

"Something to say."

"I'll take all your rewards for you. When will you take the time to come back and have a look? ”

"Oh? What are the rewards? ”

"Congratulations, the rank of lieutenant colonel in the Air Force. I'm on the same level as me. ”

"Oh? You've been promoted too? ”

"Thanks to you. Madame rewarded me as well. ”

"That's good. That's good. ”

Zhang Yong was overjoyed. Nor do they hide their joy.

Who doesn't like to be added to the knighthood?

Others are exchanged for merit, he is bought with money. Different means to the same end.

Lieutenant Colonel.

Actually, it's really not high.

At this moment, the ranks of the national army are still very chaotic.

Major generals, all of the above are a whole bunch. Lieutenant generals are also unlimited. Many division commanders and even brigade commanders are lieutenant generals.

The military rank of Quanxu over there is being promoted. But there is a lot of resistance.

The local warlords resisted, and the Whampoa itself resisted. It's hard to push it through.

After the outbreak of the all-out war of resistance, it was directly stopped.

But Zhang Yong himself is not very demanding. Lieutenant Colonel, he was already satisfied.

In fact, as long as he is a school officer, he is satisfied.

Because the military uniform of the colonel is much more energetic than that of the lieutenant. That's all he asked.

"What else?"

"Come here!"

"Tell me. Let me be happy first. ”

"Madame has asked you to occupy a board seat in the Meihua Trading Company."

"What American-Chinese trading company?"

"It's the company under the name of the Aviation Committee, which is responsible for purchasing aviation equipment."

"Oh......"

Zhang Yong vaguely understood.

This is the small circle of the third lady of the Song family.

The US-China Trading Company, a subsidiary of the Aviation Committee, is in charge of purchasing aircraft!

Of course, there may be other parts as well. other weapons and equipment, etc.

"Who is the general manager of this Meihua company?"

"Minister Song."

"Oh? What else? ”

"Commander Qian."

"Got it."

Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

Minister Song, it should be Song Ziwen. The number one position among the men of the Song family.

It is only natural that he is also the general manager of the Meihua Trading Company. After all, it is not good for the lady herself to be directly named.

Commander Qian is the director of the Aviation Committee, and it is logical for him to become a shareholder.

Later, for a period of time, Commander Qian was discharged and returned to the field, and it is estimated that he was also implicated by this American-Chinese trading company. There are some accounts in it, and the reason for the deficit is known to everyone. But it can't just burst out. In the end, it can only be Commander Qian's back.

"What other rewards?"

"What more do you want?"

"Nope."

Zhang Yong shook his head.

He really didn't seem to need anything.

Don't think that having more officials is a good thing. Officials are eventful. Too busy.

Sitting in the office, stilting his legs, drinking tea, reading the newspaper, that kind of life is not for him. You're going to die poor.

As long as the Anti-Japanese War is not over, he will persistently catch Japanese spies.

"When are you coming?"

"Not available for the time being. I'm not going to go. ”

"You ......"

"Goodbye."

"Bastard!"

Yang Lichu hung up the phone stupidly.

I wanted to give him a little personal reward. But he didn't understand.

Wood!

I'm really obsessed with those goblins. Go crazy.

Song Ziyu didn't care......

"Wait!"

Zhang Yong suddenly shouted.

Yang Lichu hurriedly picked up the microphone again.

Fortunately, the response was quick. I almost hung up.

"I'll go take a look."

"Okay."

Yang Lichu's mood suddenly improved.

This wood. Finally remembered that there was another person here?

Hang up the phone. Mei Zizi waited.

Sure enough, Zhang Yong came soon. She hurried up to greet her.

"What about the plane parts?"

"In the back."

"Have you started assembling it?"

"We have already started to sort and arrange the process."

"I'll take a look."

Zhang Yong strode back.

I feel like time is running out! It is necessary to hurry up and take shape.

Who said anything before? It took three months to assemble it. It was October.

The assembly was completed and the test flight began. After some experimentation, it's the end of the year.

In other words, the actual training time is only a few months.

Yellow dots are found.

Oh, it's Chen Shanben.

In addition to Chen Shanben, there is also Gao Yuanhang.

The old pilots are there.

They are getting acquainted with this latest fighter.

Well, not an exaggeration. It was indeed the latest at the time. Strictly speaking, not much worse than the BF109.

The main reason why it did not become so famous later was that it did not have enough production and was not used on a large scale. It's all petty fights. I can't make a record. Naturally, it is impossible to make a name for itself. In fact, the BA-65 still has a very good record in the Spanish battlefield.

"Who's in charge of the assembly?"

"Italians. They had engineers come along. ”

"I'll talk to them."

Zhang Yong gathered all the Italian engineers.

Then, his worst fears came up. These engineers are not in a hurry at all.

They follow the rules.

They are methodical.

Refuse to work overtime.

Refuse any overwork.

In short, in a word, you can't do anything without three months.

That can't be helped.

Zhang Yongcai will not get used to them.

He can't deal with them directly, but he can borrow a knife to kill people.

Leave the airport.

Enter the concession.

Come to Italian Street and look for Tanavaro.

Without saying a word, I will directly send 10,000 silver tickets. All were seized from the bandits of Chongming Island.

A total of 3.5 million, 3 million were handed over, and he embezzled 500,000 privately.

"You mean, let me whip them in the back? Seriously, I'd love to ......."

"I need them to work overtime. And to ensure the quality of work. ”

"Of course. No problem. However, it would be better if you could have given them a little pasta in addition to the whip......"

"Twenty francs per person per day."

"No problem!"

Tanavaro smiled. Send someone to arrange it immediately.

Then, with a wave of his hand, he told the others to step back. Prepare to talk to Zhang Yong alone.

[To be continued]

(End of chapter)