Zhang Ping came over from Nanyuan Airport overnight.
Not by train. It's driving. There are no trains in the evening. You can see the urgency of time.
When he saw him, Zhang Yong was already ready to go.
Pack lightly. I didn't even bring any clothes. To save the weight of the aircraft.
"Director Zhang."
"Director Zhang."
"You should call me Zhang Ping."
"Brother Ping."
"That's okay, brother. Let's set off now. Let's talk about it on the way."
"good!"
Zhang Yong certainly had no objection.
He also needs to get to Hangzhou as soon as possible and start working.
It’s all calculated, and there are still more than twenty days left.
Time is really tight and the task is heavy!
"Is the mountain eagle on board?"
"Already arrived in Hawaii."
"What?"
"He left early. He didn't tell us. Someone still met him in Hawaii and informed us secretly."
"What is the mountain eagle going to do?"
"We don't know much about what Americans do. He may want to come secretly to observe the situation. He may not really believe in the information we provided before. He wants to conduct on-site inspections by himself. He does not want our reception. He wants to do it in private. Walk around."
"I see."
Zhang Yong nodded. This is indeed the Yankee style.
Although Shan Ying is not a China expert. However, there are also many China hands among Americans. Know the Chinese way of doing things.
It seems that several Americans who became famous later spent some time in Dongjiaomin Lane, Peking. Or maybe he once taught at Yenching University. Very knowledgeable about China's national conditions. They also know all the doors inside.
For them, no matter how perfect the information provided by the Chinese is. All must be severely discounted. It's best to do the on-the-spot investigation in secret. Otherwise, things could easily go wrong. Many foreigners have already learned this lesson.
Finished...
Mountain eagles arrive in Hawaii.
That's almost half the journey.
It may only take more than ten days to come from Hawaii. Zhang Yong's time is even shorter.
Suddenly I wanted the train to run at 350 kilometers per hour.
Really. What a broken car.
What's the speed now?
It is estimated to be 40 kilometers per hour. Not as good as the electric chicken of later generations!
It actually takes several hours to get from Tianjin Wei to Peking. In the future, it won’t even take an hour. In a flash of lightning, it has already crossed two provinces and cities.
"Chen Shanben is already waiting for us at Nanyuan Airport."
"clear."
"The plane will fly directly to Jinling."
"Isn't it a direct flight to Hangzhou?"
"Go to Jinling first."
"Let's talk about it when we get there."
"good!"
Zhang Yong then stopped talking.
If I encounter a spy on the road, I will ignore it. In a hurry.
But Zhang Ping had something to say.
"How much do you know about Project Thunderstorm?"
"I also know a little bit from the Japanese. Maybe it's just scratching the surface."
"I really didn't expect that the Japanese were so ambitious and courageous. They actually dared to steal technical information from the Germans."
"yes!"
Zhang Yong echoed calmly.
At this moment, they were in the train compartment. Don't worry about anyone eavesdropping.
These days' bugs require an external power supply to operate. It has no power source of its own. There is no power in the train compartment. So, very safe.
"Now we need more intelligence."
"clear."
"We have already contacted the German side. Maybe there will be some progress."
"What progress?"
"We got ten places to watch the bf109 test flight."
"so much?"
"Yes. It shows that the Germans still take us seriously."
"oh……"
Zhang Yong did not continue to express his opinion. No further questions were asked.
If you can tell him these things. Zhang Ping will naturally tell. Otherwise, it would be useless for him to ask.
Sure enough, the topic ends here. Zhang Ping never revealed anything else.
To Nanyuan Airport,
Chen Shanben is already waiting.
board the plane.
take off.
Close your eyes and rest your mind.
Recharge your batteries.
However, the plane soon became violently turbulent.
Zhang Yong didn't know what model of plane Chen Shanben was flying. It's very old anyway. The wind resistance is not strong.
It's winter now. The north wind is strong. There are many potential hazards to flying.
An unstable operation may destroy the machine and kill people.
But there are benefits. Just a tailwind. It can speed up and save a lot of fuel.
Feeling like vomiting.
But couldn't spit it out.
Barely able to bear it.
During the flight, the plane encountered several strong airflows and the turbulence was very serious.
In the most exaggerated case, the plane's altitude dropped by more than a thousand meters. It almost flipped over in the middle. Zhang Yong thought he was going to die.
So sad.
Also scared.
Because it is in heaven.
If he is on the ground, he still has the ability to save himself.
But, in heaven, it’s useless.
Thousands of meters in the air, if you fall down, you will die. Dead as hell.
"We may need to divert."
"Where to divert?"
"Jinan."
"Well……"
Zhang Yong shook his head.
He didn't want to be diverted. Hoping for a direct flight.
If we make an alternative landing in Jinan, something unexpected might happen, which would be troublesome.
Now he just wants to return to Jinling safely and quickly. Then take the train to Hangzhou. Then get to work as quickly as possible.
Time waits not for us!
He will not hesitate in catching Japanese spies.
In view of the current bad weather, he vowed never to fly from Jinling to Hangzhou again.
Bumps...
Bumps...
Fortunately, Chen Shanben's driving skills are still very good.
Although there were several dangers in the process, he successfully resolved them all. Four hours later, the plane finally returned safely to Jinling.
"arrive!"
"good!"
Zhang Yong breathed a sigh of relief.
But still dare not get carried away. Don't dare to take it lightly.
After all, landing is the most dangerous thing.
Fortunately, Chen Shanben operated the plane and landed safely. Once again demonstrated excellent basic skills.
The plane finally stopped.
Zhang Yong can finally feel relieved.
It's safe.
never mind.
Ah, Jin Ling, he is back again.
Get out of the plane.
Jump off the ground.
It feels good to be down to earth.
In the air, I feel somewhat powerless. If there is danger, there is no way to deal with it.
But once on the ground, his confidence in himself soared.
No matter who it is, it is not that easy to kill him on the ground.
See Yang Lichu.
She came to pick her up from the airport. Also here to hand over.
Zhang Ping was responsible for bringing Zhang Yong over from Peiping. Yang Lichu is responsible for the entire follow-up process.
Miss Yang has become more and more good at dressing up recently. The dressing style is also more and more in line with Zhang Yong's taste. It seems that she has a bit of a love brain!
"are you tired?"
"fine."
"Then take a look at this data first."
"What?"
"Top secret. You can only read it by yourself. It cannot be recorded. It cannot be shared outside."
"good!"
Zhang Yong brought the folder over.
I thought, what is so secret? What happened to the Air Funding Department recently?
As a result, open it and take a look. I found the above data very familiar...
Maximum speed 460…
Maximum range 800…
The maximum limit is 10,000...
Isn't this the technical data he "sent" to Lin Xiaoyan?
The empty funding department actually got it?
sharp.
It shows that the Air Raid Department also has other intelligence channels.
It doesn’t feel strange when you think about it. This technical data has been "leaked" for many days. Anyone who cares should get it.
"This is..." Zhang Yong deliberately pretended to be stupid.
He believed that it was impossible for Lin Xiaoyan to tell others that the technical data was given by Zhang Yong.
Therefore, it is normal for him to "not know" this technical data.
"Design by the Japanese company Nakajima."
"design?"
"Yes. It's their closely guarded secret."
"How did that leak out?"
"I don't know. But that's not the point. The point is that according to this technical data, Hawke 3 is completely behind."
"oh……"
Zhang Yong pretended to be all ears.
He couldn't act too professional. Otherwise, it will not be consistent with your own personality.
He can know many things. You can use the excuse that you heard it from foreigners. But if you go into too much detail, the secret will be revealed. Who would tell you so many details?
"That……"
"We're trying to figure out how to get in touch with the Germans."
"Buy a German plane?"
"yes."
"oh……"
Zhang Yong was noncommittal.
He is a nobody. Speechless.
Catching Japanese spies is his specialty. By the way, are there many spies in Jinling?
besides……
Switch the map to economic mode.
Unexpectedly discovered that there is gold hidden under a nearby plane?
Huh?
gold?
Is there gold under the plane?
I really think it's buried underground? In the dirt beneath the plane?
A thought came to mind.
Who was hiding under the plane?
Thinking of what happened to Yang Junjian last time, I didn't dare to neglect it. There is definitely something wrong with this.
Pretend to look around, walk around casually, and walk to the plane.
Yang Lichu followed in confusion.
She knew that Zhang Yong had some messy abilities. Can't describe that. Outsiders cannot understand it.
"Whose plane is this?"
"There is no fixed pilot. We need to check the records of who has flown it before."
"Then, let me borrow flowers to offer to Buddha and give you a gift?"
"What?"
Yang Lichu became more and more confused.
what gift?
What gifts are on this plane?
Zhang Yong looked around. No one paid any attention to them. So he stomped the ground hard.
"what you do?"
"There's gold down there."
"What?"
"I said there's gold down there."
"ah?"
Yang Lichu was stunned. Then suspicious.
Is there gold down there? How can it be?
Gold doesn't grow in the soil.
I feel like Zhang Yong is getting weirder and weirder. There is gold underground, how do you know? Pretending to be mysterious...
However, she soon realized something was wrong. But it was Zhang Yong who used the soles of his feet to dig out a hole in the ground. Originally, the airport ground was relatively hard. Digging is difficult without tools. However, what Zhang Yong dug was obviously loose soil. It had obviously been poached before.
This is strange.
Who dug the hole?
Half an hour later, Zhang Yong successfully dug out the gold bars.
Good guy. Not one. It's five roots. Five big gold bars!
Big yellow croaker!
Each bar weighs over 300 grams!
Five!
That's about 1500 grams.
That’s three pounds!
Incredible.
Who buried so many gold bars? Who has so many gold bars? Why is it buried here?
Yang Lichu:? ? ?
shocked.
this……
bullion?
Are there really gold bars in the soil?
what happened?
Who would hide gold bars in the dirt under a plane?
The more I think about it, the more it feels wrong.
Maybe, these gold bars came from something wrong. If the Japanese invaders bribed the pilots, it would be over.
There was a Yang Junjian before. If another one appears, I'm afraid the air force will not look good.
Five large gold bars...
Seriously, who can't be moved? She, Yang Lichu, was so excited!
Something is seriously wrong...
"Give it to me!" Yang Lichu said anxiously, "I want to investigate."
"Calm down." Zhang Yong said slowly, "Don't make a big fanfare. Just investigate secretly."
"I know."
"good!"
Zhang Yong handed the gold bar to Yang Lichu.
Yang Lichu put it away carefully. Then we come back to the office of Intelligence Division 3 together.
Qin Lishan and his people are waiting here.
He was previously a machine gunner of the 21st Division, later joined the Fuxingshe Society, and later transferred to the Air Force Intelligence Branch Three.
"Director!"
"Hello!"
Zhang Yong nodded.
Because I came back by plane. Therefore, Zhong Yang and the others did not follow.
Now he can only temporarily reorganize his team in Jinling. The team led by Qin Lishan is the backbone.
It is estimated that he will have to use such a team for some time to come.
After arriving in Hangzhou, I may have to lead a new group of inexperienced police academy students. Virgo didn't say it clearly. But Zhang Yong could guess it.
"The mountain eagle is expected to arrive in twelve days."
"So fast?"
"Yes. No more than fifteen days at the latest."
"Then shall I go to Hangzhou now?"
"I'll go with you."
"Zhang Ping..."
"He's going too."
"Understood."
Zhang Yong nodded.
This time, he was determined to take the train.
Never fly again.
So dangerous.
Will vomit.
[To be continued]
(End of chapter)
