Come to the Telecommunications Division.

Old acquaintances. You don't have to say hello when you come in.

I stumbled upon the surveillance map showing a faintly yellowed dot inside.

Not pure yellow dots. It is yellowish.

What do you mean?

Who is it?

"Commissioner."

Ling Yan came out and greeted with a smile.

Zhang Yong nodded. Probe inside. I discovered something very unexpected.

The yellowed dot on the map is actually Li Jingzhi. Because of the yellowing, the label is gone. He thought Li Jingzhi was not there just now.

Eccentric......

What does yellowing mean?

Is it a probationary party member? Or have you already joined the party ideologically?

If it was a purely organizational relationship, the traitor last time would not be able to explain it. Systems may be differentiated based on beliefs.

If you are progressive in your thinking and meet the requirements of the party organization, even if you do not join, the system may default to you as a red party.

On the other hand, even if you are a member of the Red Party, if you defect, your mind will regress. It also doesn't indicate a yellow dot.

Is that so?

Zhang Yong thinks so. But there is no evidence.

He quickly calmed down. Li Jingzhi yearns for the light, and has already joined the party ideologically, showing that there is no problem with yellow dots.

Poker face.

It was found that Li Jingzhi was asleep.

Lie on the table. Tilt your head. Sleep so soundly.

Doubt. Looking at Ling Yan.

"It's her own reluctance to go back." Ling Yan whispered, "She tracked down a mysterious radio signal, and she hasn't been sleeping for the past few days, for fear of falling." ”

"What radio signal?" Zhang Yong was curious, "Is it worth paying attention to like this?" ”

"Very strange radio signal." Ling Yan's face also became serious, "It should be a radio model that I have never seen before." ”

"Japanese?"

"Can't be sure."

"It's a model that you don't have a record with the telecommunications department?"

"Yes. Not any model we are familiar with. It should be newly developed. Or brought back from Europe and the United States. ”

"German?"

"Can't be sure."

"Oh......"

Zhang Yong did not continue to ask.

This is a very professional question. He didn't understand it at all.

Natasha came to mind first. This hairy beauty is the real telecommunications genius.

Well, to say that it is genius, or a bit of an exaggeration. However, it can be said unabashedly that Natasha's telecommunications level can throw Ling Yan eighteen streets.

The government's telegraph communications have always been weak. The chance of being cracked by the enemy is as high as 80% or more.

Few people attach importance to the secrecy of the telegram.

Even if it's a secret from the superiors. When you get down there, it's going to turn into a mess of shit.

Now it is frequently deciphered by the Red Party. Later, it was frequently deciphered by Japanese invaders. There are few secrets to speak of.

Whether it was the Battle of Songhu or the Battle of Jinling, the telegram was often leaked. Later, he fought Changsha, Changde, and Hengyang, but there was no progress.

Later, Liao Yaoxiang was anxious and even used clear code to call. It's just deadly.

Although it is said that the situation is urgent. However, the side also shows that Liao Yaoxiang doesn't care about secrecy. When the situation is urgent, it will be chaotic. There is more than one like him.

Liao Yaoxiang is still from a professional class, and he has also participated in the expeditionary force, so he can be regarded as the most orthodox military general. Confidentiality is so unbearable. Not to mention others.

So......

Zhang Yong immediately thought of a very important question.

It's about having your own password.

If he carries his own station, he has to design his own password.

The national code must not be used.

Otherwise, it is equivalent to the gate is always open, and the Japanese invade in.

And to design a new password, you have to find Natasha. This is a job that only she can do.

Suddenly, Li Jingzhi yawned. Then I woke up in a daze.

Seeing Zhang Yong in a trance, she suddenly woke up. Hurriedly stood up. The eyes are still red. It's bloodshot inside.

Listening to radio stations and deciphering codes is a very boring job.

The pain is no less than in the afterlife, so that you can watch 3,000 episodes of "Foreign Daughter-in-law Local Lang" in a row......

"Go wash your face." Zhang Yong waved his hand.

"Yes." Li Jingzhi hurriedly went.

Zhang Yong came to the desktop where Li Jingzhi was lying on her stomach just now and picked up the scratch paper in front of her.

It is densely packed with a large number of codes. It should be the mysterious station. However, due to the absence of a password. Therefore, all the codes are written from heaven.

"It's very flexible." Ling Yan explained beside her, "It's changing almost every day. ”

"I've met a master." Zhang Yong nodded.

"However, every morning, there is a fixed message. Not much has changed. ”

"What do you mean?"

"I suspect it's the key. It is the first telegram of each morning, which is responsible for reminding everyone which set of keys to use. Then the next message was sent with this set of secret keys. The receiver must use the same key to decrypt it. ”

"What's the key? Book? Dictionary? ”

"It's not. It's very complicated. There are two dozen codes. Inference is that there are at least six changes in between. ”

"Six?"

"It's not a book. Not a dictionary. It can't even be a self-created word list. ”

"Really?"

"In fact, even deciphering the first telegram was useless. Because we don't have a secret key. ”

"Oh......"

Zhang Yong frowned.

He suddenly had a bold idea.

He thought of some very scary encryption device. The secret weapon of the Germans.

Engema machine!

Existence that simply cannot be deciphered.

Unless it's Turing who appears early.

But......

This is the Far East!

How could the Germans bring the Engema machine to the Far East?

Shake one’s head......

Think too much.

Such a secret weapon, the Germans could not have taken to the Far East. Unless it's ......

Submarine?

There are submarines of the Germans in the nearby seas?

It seems that on the submarines of the Germans, there are Engema machines. If there really were submarines of the Germans near Shanghai......

It is not surprising that the Telecommunications Division has received a sudden signal.

Moreover, this signal, should be unprecedented. It is different from all the radio stations in the hands of the Telecommunications Division.

That's a German submarine! The radio model is special.

Before, the submarines of the Germans probably never appeared in the Far East, and now for the first time......

I can't help but think of the German freighter again......

The submarines of the Germans, who secretly came to the Far East, were they going to deal with the Germans on the freighters?

In other words, just launch a few torpedoes......

Or even just one!

to be able to blow up and sink that German freighter......

"Uh......"

Suddenly I feel a headache. Bloating and cracking.

Worst......

Thinking too much.

has exceeded his own IQ level.

The brain forced itself to shut down.

Forget it, it's useless to think about it.

Let's go about our business.

When you have time, you can think about all this mess......

"Send me a few telegrams."

"Yes."

"That one last time."

"Yes."

Ling Yan called the rookie operator from last time.

It's the same radio station as last time.

"Contents?"

"Yoshiko Kawashima is suspected of being a member of the United States."

"Understood."

Ling Yan quickly recorded.

It is then encoded according to the last codebook.

Then send.

The sending was successful.

"Again."

"Contents."

"Yoshiko Kawashima is suspected of receiving $300,000."

"Understood."

Ling Yan finished recording.

Encode.

Send.

Zhang Yong paced in place.

I think I should send something. But I didn't expect it all at once.

Will these two telegrams have an effect?

I don't know. However, he didn't lose anything himself. At most, it is harmful to others and not to oneself.

As long as you can make Yoshiko Kawashima uncomfortable, it's a good thing.

In other words, spreading rumors, splashing dirty water, reversing black and white, and confusing right and wrong were originally his Zhang Yong's strengths.

Yoshiko Kawashima took three hundred thousand dollars and had to spit it out.

Believe it or not?

Believe it or not.

What if any brain-dead person believes?

Ha ha!

Kill or bury ......

Again.

Change the station.

Change the operator. Also a newbie.

Zhang Yong gave them the opportunity to exercise.

View the world map.

Zhang Yong plans to go to Guangzhou. Departure next month. ”

"Hideo Yamazaki jade shattered."

"Tianlong Dojo has Huaxia undercover agents."

"Shadow Zuozhen Zhao secretly meets Zhang Yong. The situation is unknown. ”

"Heavy thunderstorm plan to deliver ......"

……

Zhang Yong said whatever he wanted.

Then they were compiled into telegrams and all sent out.

In the middle, the radio station was changed. Substitution.

The cause is a message sent out by different people.

The content of the telegram, both true and false.

He also thought of some other telegrams. However, it cannot be released publicly.

He needed to find a radio station, code it himself, and distribute it himself.

Finally......

A dozen telegrams were sent.

Good. What I had to do in the Telecommunications Division, I did. The rest is to watch the excitement.

How many people will receive the telegram? How many can be deciphered? And then how many people will react? What kind of reaction will it take?

Looking forward to it......

Hope muddies the waters. Push the big fish in the deep water.

In other words, the Japanese spies that have been caught recently seem to have little weight. The Buddha has not been able to determine his identity. Kuroshima Ryujo didn't see it either.

Now the Japanese spies seem to be aware that they are easy to be caught by him Zhang Yong if they come out rashly. So, one by one, they hid far away.

They hid in the Japanese concession, which really made Zhang Yong helpless.

Although there is a fake identity created by Yunko Takeuchi, it is too risky. He didn't want to do anything that risky.

It is still necessary to find a way to force the Japanese spies out of the Japanese concession......

Leave the Telecommunications Division.

"Commissioner......

"Commissioner......

Chen Qingquan was blocked outside early in the morning.

Every time Zhang Yong came back to the headquarters of Ji'e Lane, he had to be taken away by this Maitreya Buddha.

Although I know that the other party is hypocritical. Enthusiasm is all disguised. However, reach out and don't hit the smiley man. Who goes out without a few masks?

As long as it doesn't come to the day when you live or die, there's no need to be so stiff......

If you can be the chief of the financial department, there is also a way behind it. Maybe one day, we can tie up small groups of interests.

The more benefits you bundle, the smaller the chance of overturning later.

"Brother Chen, you still call me Shaolong. Didn't you ask me to call Brother Ling last time? ”

"Don't, don't, I was confused last time, I was confused......"

"I'll call you brother anyway."

"Don't ......"

"Brother Chen, you say, what are you looking for me? Out of money? ”

"It's not ......"

"Just say it. You also saw the message from the seat. Since he asked me to preside over the work, then I did. There is a problem, I bear. ”

"Shaolong, I'm so ashamed......"

"Say it."

"It's not like the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, so what's ......?"

"Want to give out more bonuses?"

"You know, everybody used to be poor......"

"Do you have a plan?"

"Yes, yes. It's ......"

"Show me."

"Okay, okay."

Chen Qingquan hurriedly took the folder over.

Zhang Yong opened. All of them are the amount of money sent. The newly hired field staff is ready to issue five-jiao fiat currency......

"Pentagram fiat?"

"Don't you think it's a bit much?"

"Squad leader, two fiat dollars?"

"Too much?"

"It's not. You pickers. How can you get it......"

"Hey, Shaolong, this time is different from the past! In the past, you were on our side, bringing back a lot of silver dollars. But now, you went to the Air Force, and we have eaten the last meal now, and there is only a little surplus food in the warehouse, and we don't dare to spend more......"

"Understood. I'll take care of that. ”

"Okay. Great! Shaolong, don't worry, over there in the fifth section, I will arrange for someone to clean it up at any time. You come back anytime you want, there is hot food and hot water. ”

Chen Qingquan suddenly blossomed with joy. Follow the invitation.

Zhang Yong smiled. Pick up the pen and revise all the numbers on it.

Mid-Autumn Festival, that's the big festival.

It often coincides with the National Day...... Oh, no, I'm getting the plane wrong.

In any case, there is no room for slackening.

Since I asked Zhang Yong to preside over the work, and I don't understand serious things, then I am responsible for sending money.

In fact......

Change it all for me!

Fiat currency, there is. Hurry up!

I don't need it now, and when it depreciates in the future, no one will ask for it.

For those who have just joined, five fiat dollars per person.

For more than half a year, 10 yuan per person.

20 for each person who has been over one year or more.

Squad leaders, regardless of age, thirty each.

Team leader level, fifty each.

Section chief and above, one hundred per person.

Seat ......

Give a copy too. Five hundred.

Mao Renfeng is given according to the level of section chief. But add fifty more. Issue 150 fiat currency.

It is equivalent to telling Mao Renfeng unmistakably that the 50 yuan fiat currency was additionally arranged by me Zhang Yong. Not much money. But your secretary Mao has face!

"This ......"

Chen Qingquan was a little worried.

With such a large stroke of the pen, a lot of fiat currency can be spent.

"What's wrong?"

"It's not. Shaolong. This, the total amount is a bit big......"

"Lots of people?"

"It's a little bit more ......"

"Is there a roster? Show me. I'll see how many people there are. ”

"Right now."

Chen Qingquan immediately arranged for someone to hold the roster.

As a result, I brought a thick five books. Zhang Yong was a little stunned. Is the Secret Service so expanded?

Boss Dai won't be in such a hurry, right? Now it's going crazy to expand?

Picking up the roster, taking a general look, I found that I had indeed underestimated Boss Dai's ambitions.

There are three teams in the Intelligence Section and twelve in the Operations Group. Good guys, that's a full seven more groups! That's an increase of hundreds of people.

However, these are small heads. In addition to the action group, there are a large number of other auxiliary departments.

Basically, if you add a combat field, you have to add three people later. Or even more.

Zhang Yong vaguely remembers that when he first joined the secret service, the entire secret service added up to only about 1,000 people.

However, more than a year later, the list on the roster has expanded to more than 5,000 people. There are also some that are not on the roster.

No wonder Chen Qingquan wanted to shout for help.

Truly. One yuan of fiat currency per person, at least 5,000 yuan.

Except for him Zhang Yong, there doesn't seem to be anyone who can be so wealthy. Suddenly I feel as if I have been fooled?

Could it be that he let himself preside over the work, or deliberately let himself make money?

Hey, these old guys, they're so cunning.

However, it doesn't matter anymore.

Making money and distributing money are his Zhang Yong's strengths.

Tens of thousands of fiat currencies or something, he can get them with his eyes closed. Didn't take it to heart at all.

"Don't be nervous. You don't have to pay for it. ”

"That ......"

"When the time comes, arrange a few people to go out with me to catch Japanese spies. The benefits are there. ”

"Isn't that easy? The entire Secret Service, on call at any time. You can send whomever you want. ”

"What about Yang Zhi?"

"I went to Kunming. Establishment of Kunming Station. ”

"Gone so far?"

"You have a vision!"

"That's right."

Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

If you want to say that Boss Dai is plotting against him Zhang Yong, it shouldn't be this time.

It is indeed Boss Dai's layout across the country.

In the past, the secret service of the Fuxing Society had a presence in several large coastal cities. With Songhu and Pingjin as the core.

There are very few other sites. There are two relatively low-level stations on Hankou and Hong Kong Island. In fact, it is the nature of the office. It is completely incomparable to Shanghai Station.

Even, there is only one liaison office in Chongqing. Not even an office.

Now, Li Boqi has gone to Chongqing. Zhong Yang, Wu Liuqi and others also went to Changsha, Chengdu and other places to establish sites.

Yang Zhi was arranged to go to Kunming......

There are so many people on the roster, in fact, a large part of them are scattered all over the country.

There are twenty or thirty people here. There were twenty or thirty people. The whole country is so big, it adds up to a lot of people.

"Who's going to the Northwest?"

"Secretary Mao went in person."

"Oh."

Zhang Yong nodded.

It turned out to be a hairy phoenix! No wonder.

After all, it's a confidant.

In the future, there will be major events at the Northwest Station.

However, he Zhang Yong couldn't say anything. Not even a single trace can be revealed.

In short, he was tight-lipped about the Northwest Incident.

"Secretary Mao and the seat are in the northwest, so it's foolproof." And deliberately added.

"That's for sure." Chen Qingquan also thinks so.

After chatting for a while, Zhang Yong said goodbye.

Back to the fifth section next door. Ask someone to get a radio.

All were previously seized. It doesn't matter if anyone has used it before or not, and whether it has been recorded.

Draft the content yourself.

Code yourself.

Send it yourself.

"Project 707 is under investigation......"

"Mustache plans to blitz Polish ...... in the near future"

Tilt your head.

What else to make up?

What kind of intelligence is there to cause confusion?

"Bell bell bell ......"

"Bell bell bell ......"

Suddenly, the phone rang.

Sure enough, Chen Qingquan didn't lie. On the fifth side, everything is as usual.

Even the phone can get through.

Pick up the microphone.

"Commissioner......" is Yuan Zheng's voice.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Yong was careless.

Yuan Zheng is in charge of managing the Wusongkou warehouse. It shouldn't be a big deal over there.

At this moment, no one should dare to make trouble at Wusongkou Wharf. Unless he wanted to hit him Zhang Yong's muzzle.

"It's me, it's ......"

Paulus's voice came.

Very anxious.

Visibly frightened.

Zhang Yong: ???

Oh, it's you, a German!

What's up?

I know you're in a hurry, but don't worry......

Don't speak.

Paulus's frightened voice came from the microphone:

"Help!"

"Zhang Yong, help!"

"Help!"

[To be continued]

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