"return!"
"return!"
Zhang Yong shouted loudly.
Everyone ran away. Too lazy to bother. Small role.
The main reason is that the terrain here is unfamiliar to Wu Liuqi and others, and it is easy to cause casualties.
He still really likes zero casualties.
Unfortunately, there are no modifiers. Character life cannot be locked.
Otherwise, he will lock the lives of everyone under his command. No one can die.
Let me live until the victory of the war.
All for me to live to see the day when a Class A war criminal is hanged.
He even personally hanged those Japanese war criminals.
Class A war criminals cannot be dealt with by the Fuxing Society, but Class B and C war criminals definitely can!
It seems that not many Class B and Class C war criminals were executed in history. How does this work? They must all be caught. At least 100,000 people.
Then they were all shot.
Hanging is too troublesome. Shooting is faster.
A waste of a bullet. Send them all to the Yasukuni Divine Toilet.
Since I want to go, I will send you there.
as you wish!
Pooh!
"Arrest people! Arrest people!" Bob shouted in blunt Chinese.
"Catch, catch, catch..." Chen Hongyu also pretended to shout, "If he is really Japanese, he must be captured."
"Yes." Bob responded.
Chen Hongyu's words reminded him. Must be a real Japanese!
If it is false. That doesn't count.
Somewhat skeptical. Is Zhang Yong really that accurate? Can you tell who is Japanese at a glance?
Is it really that magical?
"Let's go together!" Zhang Yong said lightly.
"Okay! Let's go!" Pearson spoke.
Others immediately shut up.
They all followed Zhang Yong and walked forward along the road.
Everyone looked at each other.
Where is this going?
Where are the Japanese?
"Come out!" Zhang Yong suddenly said.
Everyone was confused.
what happened? Who are you talking to?
"If you don't come out, I will throw a grenade." Zhang Yong shouted coldly.
Everyone followed Zhang Yong's gaze.
There are many messy shacks nearby. They are all improvised.
The function of these shacks is actually to store tools. People can be accommodated when necessary.
If there are too many workers and there are not enough houses to live in for the time being, they will have no choice but to live in shacks.
The shack was very messy, with spider webs everywhere.
Seems like no one is there?
It seems that someone has searched for it before.
When he was suspicious, a person suddenly came out from the side of the shack.
high speed.
Quick and agile.
Zhang Yong did not move. No one else moved either.
Deliberately let everyone see clearly. That's right. It was the worker just now.
"catch him!"
"catch him!"
Pearson and Bob shouted again in unison.
They recognized it too. This is the person. Very suspicious. Thought it had disappeared. Unexpectedly, he was hiding here.
He is also a god. How did Zhang Yong discover it? They feel nothing!
The Japanese invader ran very fast and quickly disappeared into the complex terrain.
Farke!
Farke!
Bob was furious.
He knew clearly that the other party was a Japanese spy, but he didn't catch him!
Seeing Zhang Yong's indifference, he couldn't help but get furious, "Why don't you pursue me?"
"He can't run away." Zhang Yong said lightly, "We are not familiar with the terrain. If we catch up rashly, we will easily suffer losses. Since I have identified the target, why can't you catch him?"
"Farke!" Over there, Pearson was angry, "Send the mine protection team to catch him! Hurry!"
Not angry at Zhang Yong.
He was angry at the commanders of the mine protection team.
They are still standing there!
Zhang Yong is right. People have identified it, but they can’t be caught?
That's definitely not Zhang Yong's problem, it's the mine protection team's own problem!
"yes!"
"Chase!"
The mine protection team no longer dared to neglect and hurriedly sent people to chase him.
At the same time, information about the worker was also retrieved. According to the information, assign them and make sure to find the people.
"Dudu!"
"Dudu!"
Rapid whistles sounded continuously.
This is a British characteristic. Likes to whistle very much. The same goes for mines.
As the whistle continued to sound, the atmosphere in the mine became tense.
Zhang Yong had a lot of free time.
"Mr. General Manager, please divide yourself into another team."
"Why?"
"I found other spies. They can be arrested at the same time."
"Who? Where?"
Bob looked around quickly. Nothing was found.
There were many people around. But no one looks like a spy! They are all honest people.
"Over there." Zhang Yong pointed to a coal pile in the distance.
On top of the coal pile, four workers stood watching the excitement. They are all dressed up as Chinese.
Because of the distance, they did not notice Zhang Yong's gestures and words. Still watching the excitement silently.
"which one?"
"All four."
"What?"
"I said, those four are all spies."
"ah……"
Bob was stunned.
Four spies? How can it be?
Are there actually so many Japanese around me?
Farke!
"It's impossible..." Chen Hongyu muttered to himself.
incredible.
Unbelievable.
Are those four all Japanese?
Dizzy. He himself has no idea! He didn't see it either.
How did Zhang Yong figure it out?
Also, if those four are all Japanese, how come they got together?
idiot!
Are these guys looking for death? You don't know how to hide yourself! You deserve to be caught!
"Get 'em!"
"Catch them all!"
Pearson is still very decisive. Continuous yelling.
His rosacea became very red. It was so red that it seemed like blood would ooze out. Clearly very annoyed.
Four spies!
not one!
Damn it!
There were actually four spies standing on top of the coal pile watching the fun!
No wonder there have been frequent accidents in the mines recently. It turns out that the spies are all in a nest. How could these nests of Japanese spies not cause trouble?
fury.
Rosacea becomes redder.
"superior!"
"superior!"
The mine protection team rushed forward.
The four spies realized something was wrong and immediately turned around and ran away.
"Chase!"
"Chase!"
Bob was anxious and angry.
He chased after him himself.
He is actually responsible for the specific affairs of the mine.
Coal mine production has been repeatedly disrupted, and one can imagine Bob's inner anger. It's a pity that I didn't know who to vent to before.
Now that he knows who it is, how can he let it go? He swore that once he caught the other party, he would definitely hang him.
"You go too!"
Zhang Yong suddenly said to Chen Hongyu.
Chen Hongyu:? ? ?
What? Ask me to go?
"Go!" Pearson said.
"Yes." Chen Hongyu hurriedly followed.
I felt secretly resentful in my heart.
What is this Zhang Yong doing to him?
I didn't offend you...
"Captain Zhang, please!" Pearson came to Zhang Yong.
Reach out. Embrace.
This is true etiquette. It shows that he has accepted Zhang Yong.
When Zhang Yong first arrived, he caught several bandits and pointed out five spies. Pearson admired such a magical ability from the bottom of his heart.
With Zhang Yong's arrival, there will definitely be no problem with the safety of Kailuan Coal Mine.
Damn the Japanese. We must catch them all. Then, punish them all severely!
The British won't be polite.
Think about it, when British pirates were rampant, what crimes did they not commit?
forgive?
That is impossible!
The British even sent their own king to the guillotine, how could they forgive others?
"please!"
"please!"
The coffee is here.
Desserts are served.
Zhang Yong then understood that he finally had some status.
The way other British people looked at him was no longer so contemptuous. After all, as a Chinese, I am useful to them.
Well, that's all.
Just because they are "useful" to them.
If it is no longer useful, it will be kicked away immediately. No mercy.
so……
There are endless spies to catch.
After catching the Japanese spies, I will be useless.
so……
Grasp slowly.
Grasp step by step.
Don't grab it too quickly.
Grab a few and get some benefits. Grab a few and get some benefits.
Only what falls into your own pocket truly belongs to you. Any promise that remains in words will not count.
In terms of interests, the British are definitely not gentlemen.
Minister Anderson’s commitment is not set in stone. May not be implemented. Or be voided at any time.
so……
Dig if you can. Dig as much as you can.
The British have been strong for two hundred years, colonized the whole world, and accumulated so much wealth. How can they live up to the nickname of being greedy for money if they don't reveal a little bit of it themselves?
He is extremely greedy on the inside, but calm on the outside.
Can speak a little English. It started out a little stuttery but quickly became smoother.
Even if what he said was not very good, Pearson would listen patiently. After all, this Chinese guy is useful. Close communication is required. Zhang Yong is very important to the safety of the mining area.
Facts have proved that as long as the other party listens patiently, it is completely possible to communicate even if it is only CET-4.
Mei Lu stood nearby, listening quietly without needing to translate.
If Pearson realizes that Zhang Yong may not understand, he will repeat it. And slow down. Until Zhang Yong understood.
"Yes. Office." Zhang Yong made it clear, "Mei Lu is the director of my office. If you have any questions, you can contact her. She is my woman and I trust her."
"Zhang, you are really amazing. Such a beautiful girl is willing to be your lover." Pearson said with a smile, "Then it's decided. Five hundred pounds a month. I will pay monthly. But, you I want to make sure that no one disrupts or causes trouble in my mining area. Make sure that production can continue normally."
"Of course." Zhang Yong replied affirmatively, "My specialty is catching Japanese spies."
"If the mine protection team doesn't catch..."
"Report!"
Suddenly, someone came in. Pearson was interrupted.
The people coming seemed to be from the mine protection team. It seems like he's still at the vice-captain level?
"Have you caught anyone?"
"No. They don't know where they are hiding."
"Asshole! Haven't you already identified them? Why can't you catch them?"
"us……"
The mine guard captain's face turned pale.
They really tried their best. But I really couldn't find it.
The terrain in the mine is so complex and there are so many caves. If you hide in it casually, it will be difficult for others to find you.
However, he also knew that these words were useless.
The more you speak, the harsher you get scolded.
The British have always only wanted the results, not the process.
Zhang Yong calmly took over the conversation, "Mr. General Manager, since he is a Japanese spy, let us handle it."
"That's best!" Pearson's tone slowed down.
"However, I don't carry a rifle. So, I need a team of about ten men. Commanded by our office. Equipped with Enfield rifles. And issued with enough bullets."
"no problem!"
Pearson agreed nonchalantly.
Ten people. Ten guns. Hundreds of rounds of ammunition. What a big deal. completely fine.
Even if there are fifty people and fifty guns, it won't be a big problem.
As long as various hidden dangers can be eliminated, weapons and ammunition are definitely not a problem. Rifles and bullets, they had large reserves.
The British Empire stored large amounts of weapons and ammunition in its overseas colonies. Heavy weapons may not be enough. But small arms are not a problem at all. Small arms are worthless.
"open!"
"open!"
Suddenly, someone outside shouted excitedly.
Zhang Yong recognized the voice of Dickens. oh. This guy is back in the mining area.
By the way, this guy is so courageous! How dare you sell Italian cannon! The adventurous blood in the British bones has not all been lost...
Sure enough, Dickens came in like a storm. Others don't find it awkward either.
After all, everyone present knew that this guy's father was a member of the British House of Lords, a very impressive man, and his uncle was an executive of the East India Company.
You can tell with your knees that this guy's Italian cannon was definitely obtained from the East India Company.
The East India Company was so large that it did all kinds of business. Also sells arms. The 75mm mountain gun is also among their business projects.
"Zhang, it's great that you're here." Dickens was very enthusiastic.
In addition to the kindness of saving people, there is also a mutual sympathy.
Zhang Yong did not object to anything Dickens wanted to do. Dickens felt that this was a true friend.
"I thought you were wandering outside!" Zhang Yong and Dickens hugged.
This guy is so pampered that he doesn't know the dangers outside. Even though he was kidnapped once, he didn't seem to suffer much harm.
After all, the Japanese did not dare to openly provoke the British boss before they officially turned against each other. The Japanese invaders were not really stupid. You can do some things secretly. If you slap the British in the face openly, the British will really fall out. At this moment, the British did not take the Japanese seriously. The focus is not on the Japanese.
Finding a few women to "torture" Dickens day and night is a strange method...
I guess Dickens has a psychological shadow on women now. Worry. But don't go to the other extreme.
Chaos. Make small talk. Finally, let’s get to the point.
"Zhang, I apply to go to your office." Dickens said loudly.
Actually, I said it to Pearson.
This guy also has the temperament of a second-generation rich man or a second-generation official. capricious. Just do whatever you want.
Pearson was not surprised. nod. "I don't have a problem here."
"Then it's settled." Dickens said to Zhang Yong.
"No..." Zhang Yong pondered for a moment, "Following me is very dangerous. Can you use a gun?"
"What? Are you looking down on me? Come on, I'll give you a drill!" Dickens immediately became anxious and pulled Zhang Yong out. Just get started and show off your talents.
Zhang Yong:......
Day, your uncle. So anxious.
I haven't even finished my coffee...
But, there is no way, he is the son of a British boss!
So anxious to follow you. Are you embarrassed to refuse?
I had to follow him out.
Came to a nearby cinder field. There are mountains of cinders everywhere.
A coal pile is a mountain. The radius is more than tens of meters. Rifle bullets will definitely not penetrate. Maybe even the Italian cannons couldn't blast them all.
These cinders piled together over many years are actually very strong.
All I saw was Dickens pulling out a revolver,
Zhang Yong looked sideways. It seems to be the Webley revolver that the British like to use most?
The caliber seems to be 0.455? That is 11.7 mm. Six rounds. The power is relatively large. More powerful than 0.38 caliber.
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
Dickens fired continuously.
Not to mention, a hole was drilled into the coal pile thirty meters away.
The six bullets were almost all close to each other.
It turns out that this Dickens is really good with his marksmanship.
"Give me!"
Later, Dickens brought an English 77 rifle.
Skillful loading and loading. Then pull the bolt. shooting.
"Pa bang bang..."
"Pa bang bang..."
There was a lot of gunfire. The shooting speed is very fast.
Another hole appeared in the coal pile in the distance. The ten bullets are basically all next to each other.
Zhang Yong calculated the distance, it was about eighty meters.
For regular soldiers, such shooting results are considered entry-level. However, considering Dickens’ identity, it’s really good!
At least, he is almost on par with Zhang Yong.
At a distance of eighty meters, Zhang Yong asked himself whether he could hit all the targets. Ten bullets can hit 60 rings no problem.
However, the speed of pulling the bolt is definitely not as fast as Dickens.
The biggest advantage of Ying Qiqi is its super fast rate of fire. Among all bolt-action rifles, it ranks first. Only a semi-automatic rifle can beat it.
"Okay. Come on!" Zhang Yong did not refuse, "But pay attention to safety."
In fact, it would be good to have a second-generation official as your subordinate.
They are not required to have any skills, as long as they can help with connections.
You see, Luo Yiming is very close to the Songhu Security Headquarters. If anything happens, just ask him to come forward.
No need to call. The Songhu Security Headquarters has arranged everything properly.
And Yang Zhi too. He has a close relationship with Yang Shanfu. Lots of conveniences.
It doesn't matter whether you have talent or not. As long as there is context.
So the matter was finalized.
"You pick ten people."
"good!"
Dickens cast his men at once.
Finally thirty were selected. They all look very tough.
Zhang Yong:? ? ?
Isn't it ten?
Why thirty?
Look at Pearson. I found he had no objection.
Oh, as long as the second-generation officials do things that are not outrageous, foreigners seem to acquiesce.
Who says that only China is a humane society?
So does the UK.
"Walk!"
Zhang Yong waved his hand. To catch Japanese spies.
Others didn't know where the spy was, but he knew it clearly.
Take people directly to a mine. This mine seems to have been abandoned as well. The door is blocked by a wooden fence. There appear to be no traces of vandalism.
"The Japanese are inside?"
"Yes."
"That……"
"Grenade!"
Zhang Yong's method was very crude.
Too lazy to go in and catch you. If there is a trap inside, I will have to pay the price.
Just use grenades to force you out.
"I come!"
"I come!"
Dickens volunteered.
Zhang Yong nodded. OK. You come. Let you steal the show.
As it turned out, what Dickens got was a wooden-handled grenade. The number is still very large. Two full boxes. Each box contains thirty pieces.
"Where did you get it?"
"They are all produced by you Chinese. Made in Fengtian."
"oh……"
Zhang Yong understood.
Feeling a little emotional again.
Ganqing had many weapons from the Northeast Army, and they were also scattered in Jidong. Then part of it was captured by the British.
Looking at the quality of these wooden handle grenades, they are actually quite good. It seems to be better than those produced in Gong County. What a shame. Fengtian Arsenal's technology is actually quite good. But now it belongs to the Japanese.
"start!"
"call!"
"boom……"
Dickens and others began throwing grenades.
Soon, grenades exploded inside.
Waves of air rushed out from inside. Spray the wooden fence at the entrance of the cave.
Zhang Yong stepped back.
Not long after, someone inside finally shouted: "Don't throw it away, don't throw it away, let's get out, let's get out..."
Everyone was ready.
Cao Mengqi and others stood in front of Zhang Yong.
Zhang Yong suddenly turned his head.
There is someone in the distance. Spying on myself.
The opponent is not within the map range. Apparently a telescope was used.
who is it?
What is he going to do?
Sight?
Sniper rifle?
Without thinking, Zhang Yong immediately squatted down.
result……
There was no movement for a long time.
He continued to squat in confusion. Look carefully.
No more feeling of being spied upon. Maybe the other party has left.
Stand up slowly.
frown.
I met a master.
(End of chapter)
