Ha ha!
Zhang Yong wanted to laugh. real.
What the hell. Treat me like an idiot.
Also, Comrade Ivy, the party organization orders you to evacuate immediately.
Ha ha.
Late night call. Say it directly.
Not even a code word. Why don't you do this whole "your third aunt is seriously ill, come back soon" thing!
Hold back your laughter.
Take a deep breath.
Pretend to be serious.
good. Answer 伱.
"Sorry, I'm not an ivy. I'm a pangolin."
"..."
There was no response from the other side. It is estimated that he will not be punished.
Ha ha. What a fucking pangolin. I still have a platypus. Wait. I'll give you a lot of code names immediately.
You check it slowly based on the code name. Check you out.
"Please be careful of the party organization. I will immediately notify more than 300 comrades including owls, mountain winds, woodpeckers, flames, fishermen, postmen, poisonous snakes, poisonous bees, cobras, rattlesnakes, sparrows, and magpies to evacuate. They are all in the Fuxing Society Undercover. In addition, there are more than 300 undercover agents in the Party Affairs Investigation Department. With just one signal, they can all be evacuated."
"..."
The other party remained silent.
It's probably because he really can't deal with it.
More than three hundred people?
Are they all in Fuxing Society?
Damn it, there are more than 300 people in the Party Affairs Investigation Department?
"Dudu!"
"Dudu!"
A busy signal came. The phone was hung up over there.
Zhang Yong held the microphone. His legs were draped on the table. Tilting his head. Wondering who might be calling.
Is it from the Party Affairs Investigation Division?
Or within the Fuxing Society?
Who is so stupid to come up with such a childish screening method?
Definitely not Mao Renfeng. He's not that stupid.
Such temptations are useless. The only function is to alert the enemy.
Huh?
Seems to understand something.
The other party’s purpose is actually not screening. But to alert the snake.
No matter whether Li Boqi is a real creeper or not. Anyone who receives such a call may behave abnormally. It will reveal some information.
Then, real creepers may be affected. thereby exhibiting unusual behavior.
is that so? have no idea. IQ is too urgent.
never mind. do not care. Anyway, I am not a red party member. It is estimated that no one will suspect that he is a red party member for the time being.
Put down the mic.
Picked it up again.
"Switchboard?"
"Hello. Captain Zhang..."
"Is Team Leader Chen here?"
"Team Leader Chen is off work. What can I do for you?"
"Where did the call to Team Leader Li's office come from? Did you transfer it?"
"No. It was called directly from the dedicated line outside."
"Got it, thank you!"
"Need not."
Zhang Yong put down the microphone.
A dedicated phone line outside?
So, is it really the Fuxing Society, or is it within the Party Affairs Investigation Office?
Only calls within the system can be made directly. No switchboard transfer required. wrong. Even calls from the Party Affairs Investigation Office need to be transferred through the switchboard.
Because Fuxing Society and the Party Affairs Investigation Office are not part of the same system. The phone is also set up separately.
In this way, it is an internal assessment of Fuxing Society.
Come on, Li Boqi can't sleep again. I didn't even sleep. How can you, as a leader, sleep?
I didn’t say anything, so I continued to call Li Boqi.
"Ring ring ring..."
"Ring ring ring..."
After a long time, someone finally answered.
Li Boqi's voice sounded like a volcano that wanted to erupt.
"Team leader, it's me!" Zhang Yong smiled.
"You'd better give me a suitable reason." Li Boqi probably wanted to kill him.
"A call came into your office just now, saying that the party organization informed Comrade Ivy to evacuate immediately." Zhang Yong conveyed it lightly.
"You idiot!" Li Boqi scolded angrily, "Who is such an idiot?"
"I don't know either. I asked the switchboard. They said it was coming from an external line. They didn't transfer it."
"Those people in Chicken Goose Lane are really free!"
"Team leader, if you say the wrong thing, you will lose your head."
"I'll kill you first!"
"Then I told them that there were 300 people from the party organization lurking inside the Fuxing Society, and another 300 people lurking at the secret service headquarters..."
"you……"
Li Boqi hung up the phone.
I don’t want to listen to the other person’s nonsense. This little guy's cliffhanger was intentional.
Just deliberately not letting him take a vacation.
Deliberately not letting him sleep at night.
This little guy is really going too far! but! It is absolutely impossible to interrupt my vacation...
"hey-hey!"
"hey-hey!"
Here, Zhang Yong grinned proudly.
Relying on the doting of the leader, you can do whatever you want and do whatever you want.
Apart from having a dead face all day long, Li Boqi is pretty good in other aspects. Even though he was so scared that he wet his pants once. But it has long been forgotten.
stand up.
Move your body.
Leave.
Ready to go back to sleep.
I have to continue working tomorrow. We still have to catch Japanese spies.
Bitter life...
Return to the dormitory door. Found the door locked.
Oh, Li Jingzhi is already asleep. I guess the girl I brought back is also in there. He'd better change places.
Find another dormitory and spend the night messing around. Gradually I got used to it.
Put the pistol under the pillow. He drifted off to sleep. When I woke up, I found it was already dawn.
stand up. Arrange your clothes as you please. Wash your face with cold water. brush teeth.
going for breakfast.
The whole person has not yet fully entered the state.
But it does not matter. He is the leader. Without Li Boqi, he is the biggest one.
Leaders can be unscrupulous and unscrupulous.
Suddenly I saw Kou Xingde.
The leader of the action team waved to him mysteriously.
Zhang Yong then walked over. Kou Xingde thrust an envelope into his hand. He whispered: "Brother, this is yours. We both have the same number."
"What is it?" Zhang Yong lowered his head and opened the envelope and found a banknote inside.
Good guys, they are all in 100 silver dollar denominations. Hong Kong Bank. There are twenty in total. That’s two thousand silver dollars!
He looked at Kou Xingde doubtfully. Is this guy developed?
"Your method works." Kou Xingde grinned with satisfaction, "We received the first payment, which is a full 10,000 silver dollars!"
"Made, the Japanese spy is really rich!" Zhang Yong couldn't help but sigh.
The person Kou Xingde blackmailed must be Nightingale.
Nightingale is a spy. You can only accept your fate if you are blackmailed.
Ten thousand silver dollars is really not much.
"Be careful of her revenge." Zhang Yong reminded, "She will not give in easily."
"Understood." Kou Xingde nodded, looked around, and said mysteriously, "I feel like there might be a big fish behind her..."
"You guessed it right. That Duan Tiansheng is also Japanese. Be careful of him plotting against you."
"Oh? Duan Tiansheng is also Japanese?"
"Yes. He is."
"No wonder. Hehe."
Kou Xingde's mouth cracked and he sneered.
These people are experts at doing dirty work. All have some special abilities.
If he didn't know that Duan Tiansheng was Japanese, he might be attacked by the other party. However, now that they know that Duan Tiansheng is Japanese, they will naturally wake up. Focus on coping.
"Let's go. Thanks to you. Remember to come back to us next time something good like this happens."
"Don't worry. There are many spies."
"Okay. It's up to you to get rich. Haha!"
"Goodbye!"
Zhang Yong smiled and nodded.
It is impossible to make a fortune. That is to make a little fortune.
One or two hundred or three hundred at a time. Oh, I said dollars. If it is silver dollars, one or two thousand, three or four thousand at a time...
"team leader!"
Suddenly someone called. It was Luo Yiming's voice.
Oh, I’m going to test this guy today. Let’s see what his foundation is.
"Eat breakfast first. Eat until you're full."
"yes!"
Luo Yiming sat down politely.
Zhang Yong also sat down to eat.
Eat soon and go to the training ground. Just behind.
The first thing to be assessed is shooting.
Pistol shooting, from a distance of thirty meters. As a result, I barely passed the test.
Luo Yiming fired with a Browning M1903 pistol. Thirteen rounds of bullets produced a total of more than 70 rounds. It can be said to be passed.
Of course, this is a fixed target. It's still. In a real battle, no one stays still. However, the Fuxing Society arrests people. It has always depended on the number of people. No one will fight alone.
The assessment is over. Officially go through the formalities for Luo Yiming.
Li Boqi is not here. He is responsible for all signatures. He wasn't afraid anyway.
Let Luo Yiming go to the logistics to collect various application items. Zhang Yong stayed at the training ground.
"boom!"
"boom!"
Shoot.
Thirty meters away. Half of the bullets hit the target.
Simply speaking from a shooting performance perspective, it’s not that bad. However, target practice and actual combat are completely different things.
For target shooting, the distance is ten meters. After training, holding the gun with both hands, you can basically hit it. I won’t mention it with one hand.
However, in real combat, when there is a sudden encounter and the opponent is running around, you can only hold the gun with one hand. Even his own posture is unstable. Staggering. Staggering. Staggering. The hit rate is basically negligible.
"boom!"
"boom!"
Change the magazine. Keep shooting.
It doesn't really make sense. The training time is too short. There is no systematic arrangement either.
At this moment, what he paid more attention to was the close-range gunfight. That is within ten meters. Even within five meters. Just two shots to the torso. One shot in the head.
Strictly speaking, it's all about who can react faster. There was a melee between multiple people, almost hand-to-hand combat. Extremely dangerous.
A difference of 0.00001 seconds could lead to death.
Yesterday, at Wanguo Nightclub, he seemed to be doing pretty well. The shooting speed is extremely fast.
The four members of the Tiandihui were all knocked down by him before they had time to react. Although it was an attack. It shows that his own shooting speed is pretty good.
Of course, that means you haven’t met a real master. Kneel down when you meet a master.
"Report!"
Wu Liuqi suddenly arrived.
Zhang Yong nodded.
Wu Liuqi said: "Captain, that Qiu Shuqing wants to see you."
"Which one?" Zhang Yong didn't remember for a moment.
"That's the boss of Fenglailou."
"Oh, it's him? What does he want from me?"
"I didn't say anything. I just said I wanted to see you."
"knew."
Zhang Yong turned around and came to the cell.
There were many acquaintances in the cell. Most of them were captured by Zhang Yong.
However, Zhang Yong basically had no part in the torture. Therefore, Zhang Yong didn't know much about what happened after he was captured. Didn't ask much.
Arrive at Qiu Shuqing’s cell. His Japanese name is Akita Ichiro. After being captured, he never spoke.
Now I don’t know why, but this old guy suddenly wants to cooperate?
Seeing Zhang Yong's arrival, Akita Ichiro hurriedly stood up.
"Find me?"
"I have something to tell you."
"you say."
"I'm only telling you one person."
"good!"
Zhang Yong nodded.
Wu Liuqi retreated.
"me……"
"Don't waste my time."
"I know that a high-ranking official has been bribed. Provide us with strategic-level intelligence."
"What level of senior official?"
"Working in your Military Senate."
"really?"
"really."
"What is your name?"
"..."
Akita Ichiro remained silent.
Obviously, he wants to impose conditions.
(End of chapter)
