Bourne: Command and Conquer Chapter 916

Chapter 916: I wish I could put a yellow robe on him

 If time could go back…

Xu En once swore. We started in Jinling. Definitely not waiting for Shanghai.

He wants to use tungsten sand to pull out the underground party organizations in Shanghai.

 But one of the most dangerous factors was forgotten.

 Zhang Yong!

 He is in Shanghai!

 This **** is in Shanghai!

　　For a moment, Xu Enzeng felt regretful.

 Want to grab the land with one's head.

real. He regretted it so much. To actually make such a fatal mistake.

 Before he came to Shanghai, he didn't even ask where Zhang Yong was.

 Thinking that the world is so big that it is impossible to meet him.

Who knows, if we really meet.

  Xu Enzeng's deployment has completed 99 links, and the last link 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?"

“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 say you don't have 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 ordered me to come to Shanghai to fight the big tiger..."

 “Tiger hunting?”

 Xu Enzeng frowned. I said in my heart. What does your hunting of tigers have to do with me?

 You fight your tiger. I catch my red party. We do not offend the river.

 Reacting randomly, this guy is demonstrating.

He was telling him without any disguise that he was sent by the commissioner and his wife.

angry.

 Can't help it. Unbearable.

 After all, Zhang Yong is just a young man. Oily and powdery.

 Now I am still warning myself seriously. Threaten yourself. He Xu Enzeng is also a human being. He also has a temper. How can you endure it easily?

If he just turned around and left like this, it would be too embarrassing for him, the director of the Party Affairs Investigation Department.

There are many people watching from behind. He was unwilling to give in.

 “Yes! Fight the tiger!”

 “Is the red-catching party related to the patriotic aviation movement?”

"have."

"How to say?"

"This group of Red Party members is transporting a batch of tungsten sand and preparing to disembark 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.

　　Very good at using the skin of a tiger to make a big banner.

 Every sentence is relevant to the Aviation Committee. But it is the most fearful one.

 Xu Enzeng certainly knows who is behind the Aviation Committee. He didn't dare to provoke either. Even if it's Liang Chen, I don't dare to provoke him.

No solution.

Handled by Zhang Yong.

 It is absolutely impossible to do it forcefully.

 However, he was unwilling to do so.

real. This is the result of two months of hard work!

 He began to make careful arrangements from Jiujiang, and even went to Gannan 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.

 In the end, you Zhang Yong intervened and just wanted to take it away?

He 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 have not filed a record at all.”

 “Do you have one?”

"Of course, I personally reported it to Director Lin in the Attendant's Office."

"you…"

Xu Enzeng's heart continued to sink.

 Finished…

 He made another fatal mistake.

 Just to keep it secret. He had not previously reported it. No one at the top knew 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 get the news within a day. Then take countermeasures.

 Once he is noticed by the Red Party, it will be very difficult for him to pursue him.

 So, he has always been in control alone.

Unexpectedly, this move turned out to be a fatal flaw.

 Zhang Yong reported it first.

 This is the opportunity. is evidence. It's hard to argue with that.

 First come, first served.

　　It is a matter of course.

 How does it make sense that you said nothing before and then jumped out and said you discovered it?

 Especially Zhang Yong's side, which is already very strong.

This guy is also an inspector general.

 From a hierarchical perspective, he can even supervise Liang Chen!

　　It is also absurd to say the least.

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. His face was ashen.

 Zhang Yong, that bastard, actually beat him up. He actually said he was here to take credit!

 I'll steal your brew!

It's obviously the red party I'm targeting!

 You are here to take my credit! You actually framed me as the one who came to rob you?

Which one is tolerable?

 Xu En was angry. He wanted to draw his gun and kill Zhang Yong.

However, he had no chance.

 Because Zhang Yong was hiding behind the crowd. Don't give him a chance to shoot at all.

 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 life is very precious now. If you keep this little life, you can do a lot for the country and the nation.

Xu Enzeng's life is basically ruined if he is like this. Worthless.

 A dog on the roadside is worth more than him.

"People in the back, listen." Zhang Yong took out a loudspeaker 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 all looked at each other in confusion.

 Feng Jiliang and Tian Wenfeng both lowered their heads and remained silent.

 The two of them accepted the reality very easily. Zhang Yong is here, what else can he do?

　　And Zhang Yong came hard. They don't want to. They don't want to die.

 Look inside the dock, how many people did Zhang Yong deploy? A full three hundred! Ten times as much as them!

Xu Enzeng brought only more than thirty people.

 A fight? impossible.

"Walk!"

 Xu Enzeng finally turned around and left.

The moment Zhang Yong raised the big horn, he knew that nothing he said was useless.

 The people's hearts are scattered and it is difficult 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. Knuckles turn white. Snapping sound.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　ifier

 Zhang Yong spit out the last two words.

 He knew that Xu En had hated him. I will definitely do everything possible to get rid of him.

but…

 Nothing to be afraid of.

 We are not afraid of the Japanese invaders. Afraid of you Xu Enzeng.

hehe. Don't let me meet you next time. Otherwise, continue to face the flying dragon. Continue output.

 Suddenly I felt movement behind me.

 A man got off the German freighter. Turn around. Raise the telescope. It's Paulus.

Strange, are all the people on the German freighter dead?

 It was Paulus who came to negotiate again?

　To be too lazy to pay attention to the other party.

 Pretend not to see it.

 As a result, Paulus came all the way.

 Soon he was stopped by veterans on guard outside. They did not know Paulus.

 Zhang Yong waved his hand. Signaling for him to come over.

 What is this guy doing down here?

Paulus came to Zhang Yong. Zhang Yong said nothing. No action. The main theme is that if you fart, just let it go.

 “I need medicine,” Paulus said.

 “What do you need?” Zhang Yong said that he did not hear clearly.

 Then suddenly I remembered something.

Huh? Where is the German military advisory group that was agreed upon? Why haven't you arrived yet?

 Taking a train from Jinling to Shanghai is quick. Overturned on the road?

etc…

 He needs to ask.

So I left Paulus alone. Turn around and 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 in the affirmative.

 Zhang Yong was secretly suspicious. The German military advisory group is not coming?

 What kind of struggle is there?

 “They are not coming.” Paulus suddenly said in Chinese.

 “Huh?” Zhang Yong was surprised.

This guy actually speaks Chinese? How rare! Rare than giant pandas.

real. If you want to say that Japanese people can speak Chinese, that's not surprising at all. It's not surprising that some people in the UK and the US can speak Chinese. Many famous figures in Britain and the United States have taught at Yenching University. Or maybe he has held a certain position in the embassy in China. There are also many British and American businessmen. There are also many consultants.

but…

Germany can also speak Chinese! That's really weird.

 It shows that Paulus's life experience must be somewhat special. Either he has been to China himself. Either the ancestors have been to China before.

 No wonder the Germans sent him to negotiate. I bet this guy knows Chinese.

That's OK. Just communicate 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.

 Without any thought. No need to think about it at all.

 Somi submachine gun! What to consider? Definitely a good gun. There is no loss in blood.

　　The originally straight face melted immediately. He walked over affectionately and patted Paulus on the shoulder. It's like an old friend I haven't seen for many years.

Hmm, 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.

Aspirin doesn't work, then the wound is seriously infected.

 At this time, antibiotics must be used.

Just right. He has amoxicillin. But not many. It must be sold at a high price.

 The Somi submachine gun is a good thing. However, amoxicillin is even 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 it's for life-saving use. It's 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 quotations.

 Zhang Yong:…

All right. The price is a bit high.

 The main reason is that the other party cannot afford the payment. It is estimated that there are not so many Somi submachine guns on German freighters.

 However, he did not want to change his tune immediately. Just spend it like this.

  Anyway, it's not him who needs medicine. It's German.

three minutes…

five minutes…

 Finally, Paulus had to speak.

"Fifty Suomi 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 it's still a little bit worse.

 “Five thousand rounds of ammunition.”

"make a deal."

 Zhang Yong took out a tablet of amoxicillin.

 Of course it is impossible to give one box. There are four boards in a box. There are twelve on a board...

Well, that's not the point…

 The point is, it's barely enough.

 Get the injury under control. Then you take care of the rest slowly with aspirin.

 “Two pills each time. Once in the morning and evening. Take for three days in a row.”

 “You have to ensure the effect.”

 “You don't have to do it.”

 “If you cheat us, we will never cooperate with you again.”

"cooperate?"

 Zhang Yong tilted his head. Sneered slightly.

 Do we cooperate? It seems not. I think you are being condescending...

 Arrange for someone to receive the Somi submachine gun.

Paulus was still concerned about credibility. Once you get the amoxicillin, arrange for it to be delivered.

 Twenty Somi submachine guns. They are all packed in wooden boxes. Not opened yet.

Even the butter on the gun has not been cleaned.

 Obviously, this was pulled directly from the military factory. 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're not even used? Is it too many?

 Pick up a handful of bullets. It's 9mm. Another new specification. Not compatible with Browning M1935.

It doesn't matter. He had a cache of ammunition with him. Can be equipped with ammunition.

So he arranged for someone to cook a gun.

 You need to boil all the butter on the gun...

 Soon it was nightfall again.

 The butter on the Somi submachine gun was finally cleaned up. Magazines and so on are all ready to go.

 Distribute it. Firepower has increased.

However, although it has extremely high accuracy, its firepower is also very sustainable. But it is a submachine gun after all. Shorter range. Compared with the Czech light machine gun and Garand semi-automatic rifle, there is still no long-range advantage. So, I have to get some Garand semi-automatic...

"coming!"

"coming!"

 The wharf lighthouse sends a signal.

 Zhang Yong raised his telescope and found that it was an ordinary cargo ship.

 The full load displacement is unknown. But it should be able to carry hundreds of 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 news, right?

I hope…

 Cargo ships gradually enter the port.

 Zhang Yong leaned forward quietly. Hopefully it will be included on the map soon.

 Finally, the freighter entered the map. Five yellow dots appeared one after another. As expected, he is from the underground party. But there are no weapons symbols.

 On a ship, ordinary weapons are of little use. Once docked, there were only five men and five guns, equally useless. On the contrary, it increases suspicion.

 The current fighting principle of the underground party is to avoid carrying guns as much as possible.

 Except for eliminating traitors, weapons are prohibited in other missions.

For safety reasons, everything at the pier is as normal.

 Until the freighter docks. After anchoring, Zhang Yong showed up with people.

  Quickly control the freighter.

 The five yellow dots were all seized.

 This is a routine procedure.

 Going through the motions. Then let him go.

Of course not openly. It was pulled to the outskirts.

 A burst of gunfire indicates that the person has been shot.

 As for whether there were actual shootings. Only Zhang Yong himself knows.

 Will anyone snitch?

hehe. Maybe. Maybe not.

 However, Zhang Yong believes not. Unless you're a fool. Want to cut off your own money.

Follow him and enjoy the hot and spicy food. Earn at least dozens of yuan every month. Even hundreds of dollars. Where can they find such a good thing?

 To be honest, they all wanted to put a yellow robe on him. Still snitching?

 There is indeed tungsten sand on the ship.

 But it is not visible on the surface. All you see on the surface is straw.

 After cleaning the straw, the tungsten sand is revealed. Actually it doesn't look like much. Tungsten sand itself is very dense and heavy.

 So the order was given to unload the cargo.

 Unload all the tungsten sand.

 Then the freighter was 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, hide on the freighter over here. Even if the Germans fired, they could not find the target.

 What if the Germans protest?

  Better.

Then ask for a high price and pay back when you get there.

 Do you want me to move the freighter further away from you? Okay! Give money…

 One day passed…

 Two days have passed…

 Three days…

 Zhang Yong is at the dock.

 Mainly teaching people how to drive a motorcycle.

  Requires one-third of the people to learn it. It will be easier to move around in the future.

 To convey information and so on, motorcycles are easy and enjoyable. The key is, you can walk on the streets.

 At the beginning, it was difficult to get started.

 Many two-wheeled motorcycles were broken. Heartache. That's a BMW!

 Three-wheelers are fine. Generally it won't fall.

 But there is no other way. It just requires such a process. He must sit in person. Otherwise, others will not dare to learn.

Everyone knows these motorcycles are expensive. What if I have to compensate for damage?

Only when Zhang Yong is here can he dare to act recklessly.

 Day four…

 Yuan Zheng arrived quietly. He hesitated to speak.

 “Commissioner…”

"What's up?"

 Zhang Yong asked casually. Didn't pay much attention.

 He is now busy teaching his subordinates how to drive a motorcycle. Don't care about outside things.

 It can be regarded as giving the Japanese spies a few days of breathing space. Let them regain their health. Otherwise, if you catch the first thing, you will catch it, and you will soon run out of oil and water.

“Commissioner, be careful when you go out...”

"What's the matter?"

“There are rumors from 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 is certainly not a fool. He understood that it was Zhang Yong who was behind this. Naturally, countermeasures must be taken.

 However, Zhang Yong doesn't care.

After all, 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 a battalion comes, 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.

Mounted the army without authorization to arrest Zhang Yong?

 Unless Xuan Tiewu doesn't want to live anymore.

　　It is like tying a rope around one's own 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.

good. Then let's get started.

 Earn dollars openly!

  【To be continued】

 (End of this chapter)

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