"congratulations."
"What are you happy about?"
"You've become a regular employee."
"What?"
"From now on, you are the director of Intelligence Division 3. I have been dismissed."
"no……"
Zhang Yong opened his mouth.
Want to say something. It’s hard to say.
Sure enough, selling official porridge is the fastest. Pay tribute here, get promotion there.
Director...
Virgo...
Well, we are on an equal footing with Boss Dai...
Laughing to death.
Boss Dai is a Virgo, and he himself is a Virgo...
However, Boss Dai’s Virgo seat has jurisdiction over thousands of people. Directly responsible for commissioning. He is a Virgo...
There are no more than a hundred people.
A subordinate of the Staff Department under the Air Raid Department...
There is a difference of about ten levels.
Virgo has the rank of major general. His rank in the Secret Service seems to be captain?
In the Air Force, a temporary rank of major will be given. However, they are all temporary in nature. There are no files in Quanxu Hall.
In the words of later generations, they are temporary workers.
Only the Fuxing Society itself recognizes it. The country does not recognize it. If anything happens, he will be immediately thrown out as a scapegoat.
Well, that's pretty much the treatment.
So, don't be happy. This position is worthless.
Benefit without any cost.
It's more about asking him to work.
From now on, he, Zhang Yong, will be in charge of the Third Intelligence Division.
If there is any security problem in the Air Force, go after him first.
Not much power.
The responsibility is no small one.
If Yang Junjian appears again, he will have to run and break his legs again.
"Self-funded."
"Staffing is self-funded."
Yang Lichu continued.
Zhang Yong had no reaction.
It was like this before. got used to.
This is what the big guys above do. Give you the power, and you can take care of the rest.
Funding is actually not difficult.
There are so many opportunities to make money.
The Third Intelligence Division can be considered half an intelligence agency.
All intelligence agencies in the world, no matter what their nature, have their own ways of making money. The funds allocated from above are not even enough.
Boss Dai's military command was all about making money crazily in the middle and later stages. Strive to make money. Desire is hard to fill.
Therefore, the Third Intelligence Bureau also needs its own financial resources.
Only the money that falls into your pocket is your own money.
Oops……
Thinking of Ding Furong's money again...
Heartache...
Millions of oceans!
All paid tribute.
Xuan Tiewu also got 30%...
hateful……
It would be better to sink directly into the Qiantang River...
Huh?
etc!
Zhang Yong suddenly had a thought.
Sinking into the Qiantang River?
Something seemed to come to mind. But he didn't catch it.
Scratching your head.
"By the way, the Fourth Air Police Regiment..." Yang Lichu hesitated.
"That's a mess." Zhang Yong took back his thoughts.
"It's a mess." Yang Lichu said slowly, "But you have to build it up. Make it beautiful."
"Me?" Zhang Yong frowned.
What is this?
You want the horse to run, but you also want the horse not to eat grass?
joke……
I'm not a god. Can turn stone into gold.
How can I build such a big mess? Some people don’t have it, they want money but they don’t have it…
Nonsense...
"In October, I will give you a place to attend the banquet for your birthday."
"What?"
Zhang Yong was stunned.
Not a surprise. It's frightening.
Finished...
Attending Chiang Kai-shek's birthday party is a proper merit-based treatment!
"Do not believe?"
"No. I don't deserve it. I don't deserve it. Really."
"I'll give it to you as the lady said."
"I really appreciate her..."
Zhang Yong smiled bitterly.
Of course, Yang Lichu couldn't see it.
Finished bird.
If this news gets out, I wonder what Virgo will think.
Why……
no solution anymore. There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain.
"are you going?"
"Me? I'm not qualified."
"Why?"
"Are you deliberately making me angry? Are you asking why?"
"Why?"
"Go to hell!"
"I don't want you to die..."
"Well……"
Yang Lichu was hugged again.
Angry, she stretched out her foot and stamped on his sole. with force.
As a result, he just wouldn't let go. Still have to push further. She gradually lost strength. I don't want to really hurt him.
Had to give up. Let him succeed again.
a long time……
Zhang Yongcai reluctantly let go of her.
Yang Lichu blushed, lowered her head, and adjusted her windbreaker. Give him a hard look.
This bastard!
What a bad guy!
But why does she like it? What a devil! She felt that she must be crazy, crazy...
"I am leaving."
"so fast?"
"I'm here to tell you the good news. Now that I'm done, what else are you doing? What else do you want to do? Bad guy!"
"That……"
Zhang Yong had no choice but to send her away.
She feels like a little bee. It's like a sounding board.
Or a beautiful vase.
But it does not matter. What he needs is a beautiful vase.
As long as you don't hold back. Everything is fine.
Just soak her up with dollars.
When I become more mature in the future, I will send both her and Song Ziyu to the United States.
One is in the east and one is in the west. Each conquers the world.
He does not have time to slowly develop the farm. But you can let them plant it.
Just leave it to Liao Panxi in China.
The division of labor is clear.
Harem harmony.
Escape...
After sending Yang Lichu away, she found a place to stay nearby. Monitor Sun Dingyuan 24 hours a day.
Zhang Yong didn't know what the spy said to Sun Dingyuan after he returned, and whether Sun Dingyuan believed it. It is estimated that Sun Dingyuan will continue to send people out to test. It is impossible to believe the old and cunning Sun Dingyuan easily. Fortunately, Seinfeld, the spy, is also a veteran. I'll definitely be able to handle it.
Sure enough, at noon the next day, another spy appeared.
Not Seinfeld. It's another one.
There are weapons symbols. There are also gold hallmarks.
"Oops……"
Suddenly I realized something.
Yesterday, Seinfeld had a gold mark, but he didn't find the gold.
Because Zhang Yong had found a banknote worth ten thousand yuan, Zhang Yong became careless when he was happy. Forget about looking for gold.
However, looking back now, I realized that I had searched everything on my body at that time!
Could it be hidden somewhere else? Where else? Crotch?
faint. That's too much...
Let someone else do the search next time.
He is somewhat mysophobic.
Silently monitoring the movements of the second spy.
The route this spy took was completely different from yesterday's Seinfeld.
He went in a long circle. Zhang Yong once doubted whether the other party was going to Asia's shop.
Only later did I feel relieved. Yes, the other party is indeed looking for Wiggins.
So quietly judge the opponent's route of advance, and then ambush in advance. Then he was knocked unconscious with a stick.
When the spy fainted, his body staggered and he actually lost his shoes. At the beginning, Zhang Yong didn't pay attention. Later I found something was wrong.
Huh?
Why do there seem to be golden lights inside the shoes?
He quickly took a closer look. I discovered that this guy had a golden insole stuffed inside his leather shoes.
yellow?
insole?
Realized something immediately. Quickly pull it out.
Sure enough, this is an insole made of gold. It fits right inside the leather shoe. Just like Chen Ming wanted to hide it from Yu Xiu Ning.
Man, Seinfeld probably slipped through the cracks like this yesterday.
Who would look inside each other's shoes? it stink.
But I can’t care anymore. Take off the other shoe as well. Sure enough, there was a gold insole inside too.
I admire him, this Sun Dingyuan is really cunning and cunning. He actually thought of such a method. He actually hid gold inside his shoes.
I didn't find it yesterday. Probably swallowed up by Seinfeld. There's no way Seinfeld is giving back the gold insoles. The report must have been given to Wiggins. When these Japanese spies lie, they are quite professional.
Keep touching the body.
A familiar road.
Found another stack of banknotes.
Also from Citibank. The face value is 100 silver dollars. 100 sheets. It’s also ten thousand oceans.
It seems that this Sun Dingyuan is really talented!
The troops were in a mess. But he is really good at making money. The escape route is also well arranged.
Keep touching the body.
Never found again. The crotch was also beaten repeatedly with a wooden stick.
Nothing unusual was found. It actually woke up the Japanese spy. Then he covered his crotch and wanted to cry without tears. The pain was so painful that I couldn't make a sound.
a long time……
The spy finally regained some strength.
Zhang Yong asked slowly: "Yesterday, when Song Fei returned, did Sun Dingyuan have any doubts?"
"He, he..." the spy understood.
Seinfeld got caught. Then put it back. He also told me that everything was arranged.
It's well-spoken and the details are well described. No one doubted it. Including Sun Dingyuan. Sending him out today is to confirm it again.
Who would have thought that there would be a trap outside.
They thought it was safe outside, but in fact, they had been ambushed a long time ago.
Poor Sun Dingyuan, he thought others couldn't find him at all. In fact, his every move was monitored by others.
"Are you going to Asia's shop to find Wiggins?"
"yes……"
The spy lowered his head helplessly.
Frustrated.
despair.
I thought I could escape, but who knew, I would have been plotted long ago.
As soon as he came out, he fell into the opponent's chime.
Nothing can be done.
The only hope is that the other party will not find out that he is Japanese. Then there is still a chance for a comeback.
"Okay, let's go!"
Zhang Yong and the Japanese spies entered Asia's shop again.
Wiggins became a little impatient when he saw Zhang Yong. Don't ask them to go aside to talk.
He said directly: "Where's the deposit?"
"I brought it." Zhang Yong said slowly, "However, we need to discuss some details."
"Deposit." Wiggins said coldly.
Obviously, he is also a master who does not let go of the eagle when he sees the rabbit. Too lazy to talk nonsense with them.
Zhang Yong took out the banknote. Show off. Wiggins' expression softened slightly.
The three people came to the clearing where they were yesterday.
Wooden tables, chairs and benches.
sit down.
"What do you want to know?"
"We want to bring some of the weapons on board."
"impossible."
"We must carry weapons to protect ourselves."
"Absolutely impossible."
"Mr. Wiggins, if we don't carry weapons, what if someone on the ship does something against us?"
"There is no such thing."
"Mr. Wiggins, you don't want to throw us all into the sea halfway."
"You think too much."
"A pistol for each man. That's the bottom line."
"no!"
Wiggins flatly refused.
Zhang Yong then became more and more suspicious that this guy had no good intentions.
Starting from Hangzhou and arriving in Shanghai may be no problem. However, after arriving in Shanghai and boarding the ship to the beautiful country, it was hard to say.
Maybe, the people behind Wiggins will really kill them all and throw them into the sea.
The Americans must have weapons on board. If Sun Dingyuan and the others had no weapons, they would definitely die.
You must know that the ship they are traveling on is not a regular ship.
What Wiggins arranged for them was definitely the so-called "black ship". That means no registration or registration. It doesn't exist on the surface at all.
Some of these black ships are purely pirates who have changed their profession. They are all engaged in business without capital.
Although you, Sun Dingyuan, may be cunning on land. Cunning Rabbit Thirty Cave or something. However, when we get to the sea, the sky will definitely not respond, and the earth will not work.
Kill the people and take away the money. It is the basic operation of pirates.
"Must bring it."
"Can't bring it."
"Must bring it."
"No need to talk."
Wiggins' attitude is quite tough.
It seemed that they would rather not do this business than allow them to bring weapons on board.
It is written on the forehead that if you carry weapons, we cannot kill you and throw you into the sea. Then plunder your belongings...
"Then we won't go with you." Zhang Yong said angrily.
"Then I will report you." Wiggins replied coldly.
"You!" Zhang Yong pretended to be angry.
Mudd, these Yankees. It's really a dog. If you say you're going to fall out, you're going to fall out.
To report?
Want to die?
However, this move was absolutely fatal to Sun Dingyuan.
If Wiggins really went to report, Sun Dingyuan would be dead. Not even five British people could be used as hostages. Because it was the Americans who came forward.
What does the fight between ghosts among foreign adults have to do with the Chinese?
"You are all shady. You are fugitives. Only I can help you." Wiggins sneered.
"Mr. Wiggins, we just have this worry." Zhang Yong gave up and changed his words, "We can accept other arrangements. In three days, we will board the ship on time."
"Deposit." Wiggins said stubbornly.
Zhang Yong shook his head.
Want me to give you money?
dream.
It is impossible to give a deposit. It is never possible to give a deposit. I, Zhang Yong, still rely on such a small deposit to live my life.
"Mr. Wiggins, I have a piece of information here, are you interested?"
"Information? Go find Safiya."
"No. I will not sell this information. It is only for you."
"you say."
"The intelligence was revealed by those five British guys. They also secretly spied on it from Germany."
"What content?"
"The Germans are designing and building a new type of battleship, named after Bismarck."
"I'm not interested."
"But someone must be interested. Right? Besides the British, there are people who will be interested."
"You are too optimistic."
"No. What I said are all facts. The Japanese are designing and building the latest battleships, the British are also designing and building them, and the Germans are also designing and building them. Don't you Americans?"
Zhang Yong downplayed it.
Wiggins didn't respond.
It seemed that he was dismissive of Zhang Yong's words.
However, Zhang Yong is confident. Wiggins would definitely be interested. There must be someone behind this Wiggins.
The few simple sentences just now are the result of Zhang Yong's thinking all night last night.
They were all caused by the Yamato and Prince of Wales. It made Zhang Yong think a lot laterally. He suddenly discovered that preparations for World War II were also in full swing.
Maybe the aviation industry is a bit dead. However, the design and construction of maritime warships are indeed one after another, and you are chasing each other.
The "Washington Treaty" that limited tonnage had long been thrown into Java.
Now the world's major powers are racing against time to design and build new warships. in order to gain an overwhelming advantage.
Moreover, the focus is on super large battleships.
If the displacement was not 40,000 tons, I would be embarrassed to say hello to people when I went out.
Britain is at the level of the Prince of Wales. Germany is at the level of Bismarck. The Japanese are at the Yamato level. Is the United States at the Missouri level?
Can't remember some details. Don’t know if Missouri is at the North Carolina level? Or the South Dakota class? Or the Iowa class? so complicated……
silence.
The spy seemed to be listening to the Bible.
But Zhang Yong believed that the other party must have secretly remembered all the information just mentioned.
Now, it’s time to throw in the trump card.
"Mr. Wiggins, do you know about Project Zeus?"
"what's the plan?"
"Project Zeus."
"What content?"
"Concerning the Japanese plans to design and build the latest battleships."
"what do you know?"
"I learned from an intelligence network of the Japanese Navy that the Japanese are designing and building a super-large battleship that greatly exceeds all battleships in the world today in terms of displacement and main gun caliber."
"You're talking nonsense."
"The design code name for this battleship is Archimedes."
"What's the relationship with Zeus?"
"Project Zeus is to build a total of eight such battleships."
Zhang Yong cherishes words as gold.
Fewer words mean bigger things. The higher the value.
Eight ships?
nonexistent. The Japanese planned a maximum of four ships.
However, you must increase the quantity yourself. It looks eye-catching. Only then can we attract intelligence agencies from various countries to send people.
"Displacement?"
"have no idea."
"Main gun caliber?"
"have no idea."
"monitor rate?"
"have no idea."
"You don't know anything, what are you telling me?"
"What do you think?"
Zhang Yong showed a meaningful smile.
Yes, I don't know anything. Because I didn't receive the money. You know everything once you receive the money.
There was no way to monetize the previous 226 plan. All the work was in vain. Zhang Yong decided to learn a lesson. Be sure to collect money first before revealing information. Even just $10,000 would be good. Take it slow and steady. Make money step by step.
"Grek comes to the East..."
"Don't mention this name to me."
"They are also here for Project Zeus. They are willing to pay 100,000 pounds for the details of the plan."
"I won't believe it."
"In that case, Mr. Wiggins, we take our leave. Thank you for your warm hospitality. Although, there is not even a cup of coffee. But at least you let us sit and talk."
"please!"
Wiggins kept a straight face.
He ignored Zhang Yong's crazy words. Ask him to leave.
The spy naturally followed him out. Silently followed Zhang Yong. Mainly a well-behaved and low-key person. But he was thinking quickly inside.
Project Zeus?
Archimedes?
A battleship designed by Navy Red Deer?
The secret was actually leaked?
good!
good!
idiot! Well done!
Navy Red Deer are a bunch of trash! Occupy the latrine and don't poop.
They stole most of the empire's funds and maintained so many warships, but gained nothing. Bask in the sun there every day.
What's even more disgusting is that the Navy's food is much better than that of the Army. The warriors of the Army couldn't even eat rice balls, but the Red Deer of the Navy actually had red wine and steak. They are squandering the empire's precious military spending!
This matter must be used to make a fuss.
The arrogance of Navy Red Deer must be severely dealt with.
We must get our military spending back!
[To be continued]
(End of chapter)
