"What? Uncle Zhang, you said I will be the police chief in a few days?" Tang Cheng looked surprised. After a few breaths, Tang Cheng looked at Zhang Jianghe with a strange look on his face. "Uncle Zhang, the joke you told is not funny at all. I know you have some abilities, but if I want to be the police chief, I must have a way in the police department. You, the operations captain, will not work well in the police department. "Tang Cheng put on an expression that said it's not that I don't believe you, but that you don't deserve my trust. Zhang Jianghe was so angry that he couldn't help but raise his hand and hit Tang Cheng with a bang.
"You brat, your Uncle Zhang helped you wrongly. Let's see if I don't beat your head to pieces." Zhang Jianghe gave Tang Cheng another blow with a fierce look on his face, until Tang Cheng covered his head and ran away. , Zhang Jianghe finally gave up. "But you are right. I, the operations captain, will not work well in your police station. But this time it was our section chief who made the call in person, so you can enjoy it secretly."
Tang Cheng was not very interested in becoming the police chief, but after hearing Zhang Jianghe say that this time it was their section chief who personally called the police department, Tang Cheng was somewhat excited. In fact, the order from the police department came very quickly. Tangcheng received the notice from the police department before the next day. However, as the police chief, he did not have any specific jurisdiction. The only thing he had to do now was Cooperate well with Zhang Jianghe.
"Uncle Zhang, what do you think I am as a sergeant? The police station didn't give me any specific job at all. They just gave me a sergeant's uniform and an old-fashioned shell gun. Is this considered a promotion? "Tang Cheng kept complaining, but looking at the stiff uniform of the police sergeant on his body, it was obvious that Tang Cheng didn't care whether he was a police sergeant or not. His complaints were entirely directed at Zhang Jiang and the instigator.
"Okay, let me tell you, you kid, don't take advantage of me and act like a good boy." Zhang Jiang and the good-tempered one didn't knock Tang Cheng, but just glared at Tang Cheng sideways. "You just turned 18 this year. When your father and I were 18, we were just poor students who had just entered Huangpu. When we were your age, we didn't even become a monitor, not to mention a police chief. Let's The reason why you become a police sergeant is not to get promoted and make a fortune, but to enable you to carry a gun with you. If you carry a gun with you, your safety will be considered secure."
Upon hearing this, Tang Cheng lowered his head and looked at the shell gun at his side. When he raised his head again, his face was full of grievances. "Uncle Zhang, look at the gun they gave me. I think it's good for smashing walnuts. Can this thing be used for self-defense? It's too heavy for me to carry around with me." Zhang Jianghe heard this and motioned to Tang Cheng. He took off the gun and reached out to take the shell gun handed over by Tang Cheng. Zhang Jianghe tried to take it apart and found that the rifling of the barrel of the shell gun was almost worn flat.
"Look, I didn't say anything wrong, right? The rifling of this gun has almost been smoothed out. How can the bullets fired be accurate? I can use this gun as a flying hammer." Tang Chengyi Seeing that it was exactly what he said, he immediately became energetic and kept talking in Zhang Jianghe's ears for a while. Later, he saw that Zhang Jianghe's face was not very good-looking, so he finally kept silent.
Zhang Jianghe pondered for a while, then took a pen and wrote an address to Tangcheng. "In the afternoon, you go to this place and say the code words as written here. That place is an external stronghold of our Military Intelligence Department. Is there any There are few good guns, so you can take whatever you value. Make an agreement first, you get what you pay for, and when the time comes, you have to pay for it yourself."
When Zhang Jianghe said this, Tang Cheng understood that the address Zhang Jianghe gave him was a base for the Military Intelligence Department to sell weapons to external parties. Tang Cheng has been in contact with Zhang Jianghe and others for a long time, and has seen the sidearms of most of them. The shell gun is a weapon that is troublesome to carry and cannot guarantee shooting accuracy. It has no use within the Military Intelligence Department. Regardless of whether it is Zhang Jianghe or his ordinary team members, they are almost all issued Browning series pistols.
Tang Cheng had also envied Zhang Jiang and the Browning pistols they wore, but he never thought that one day he would be able to wear a Browning pistol. After spending the whole morning with Zhang Jianghe outside the train station, Tang Cheng, who had changed into plain clothes, hurriedly left Zhang Jianghe with his address. According to the address, Tang Cheng quickly found the secret stronghold disguised as a grocery store. After reporting the secret code on the note, Tang Cheng was led into the back hall by the boy.
As Zhang Jianghe said, there is indeed something inside this grocery store. After receiving the code, Tang Cheng just exchanged a few words with the shopkeeper of the grocery store and was taken down to the cellar in the backyard. In the cellar, Tang Cheng I saw pistols hanging on the entire wall. Tang Cheng had no intention of thinking about it carefully. He just followed the guide's suggestion and ordered a Browning 1935 pistol with a capacity of 13 rounds.
The Browning 1935 pistol is also called the GP35, in France it is called the Browning Automatic Pistol (BAP), in English-speaking countries it is called the Browning High Power Automatic Pistol (BHP), and in the German army it is called the P640(B) Pistols, during World War II, were one of the few weapons in the world that were produced and equipped by both opposing sides at the same time. As early as 1935, China purchased thousands of M1935 pistols from the Belgian FN Company. The Browning 1935 pistol that Tangcheng purchased now was a genuine product imported from Belgium by the Nationalist Government.
After getting a new gun that smelled like gun oil, Tang Cheng was filled with joy as he finally touched the gun. Moreover, the Browning 1935 pistol should be regarded as the pistol with the largest ammunition capacity among the pistols known to Tangcheng so far. He finally had a gun. Tang Cheng didn't know who he should go to to share this joy. After thinking about it, Tang Cheng went to Zhang Jianghe with his new pistol.
"I asked you, do you have a bump on your head?" After spending time with Tang Cheng, Zhang Jianghe always seemed to have a bad temper. This time, he still saw Tang Cheng showing off his new browning. 1935 pistol, Zhang Jianghe couldn't help but start teaching Tang Cheng a lesson. "Even if you have played with your father's pistol before, you are still worse than a new recruit. For someone like you, you should first get a smaller gun to practice. How can you use such a large-caliber weapon right away? Guy?"
Zhang Jianghe's words almost made Tang Cheng unable to hold back his anger. He secretly said to himself, "What kind of pistol should I get? Does it have anything to do with you?" Besides, how do you know I can't use a large-caliber pistol? Tang Cheng's unconvinced look was finally looked at by Zhang Jianghe under the hint of his subordinates. Zhang Jianghe, who was equally angry, simply took Tang Cheng to the shooting range of the Military Intelligence Department and followed him. Tang Cheng made a bet that shocked others.
"Yes, that's what I just said, as long as all ten of your bullets hit the target. Not only did I lose you the same new gun and 200 bullets, but you told me those things last time, I I’ll get them all back for you. But you have to think clearly. If you don’t shoot well and not more than half of the 10 bullets hit the target, you must agree to join me in the Military Intelligence Department and take over your job.”
Zhang Jianghe's provocation method was obviously not of much use to Tang Cheng. If Zhang Jianghe hadn't realized that the situation was not good and finally made a bet that Tang Cheng could not refuse, Tang Cheng might have turned away long ago. Facing Zhang Jianghe who kept shouting, Tang Cheng suddenly grinned, "Uncle Zhang, you have to think about it. A pistol and 200 rounds of bullets are nothing to you. But the other things I want, Not to mention how much it’s worth, it will take a lot of time to get it.”
Tang Cheng's sudden smile made Zhang Jianghe feel bad, but he knew that if Tang Cheng was not completely sure, he would never agree to him. Zhang Jianghe was in a dilemma, but this was the only opportunity to force Tang Cheng to join the Military Intelligence Division, and he did not want to give up such a good opportunity rashly. After some thought, Zhang Jianghe still wanted to have a betting match with Tang Cheng, but only Zhang Jianghe and Tang Cheng knew about the entire betting match.
"Captain, something seems to be wrong. Wang Shouyi has been commuting to and from get off work on time these two days, almost the same as before. He has never been to that cafe again. I'm looking to see if the other party has noticed it? "Zhang Jiang and some of his men raised objections. According to their past experience and analysis of the enemy, Wang Shouyi, who was under close surveillance, did seem a little abnormal.
"Brother Tiger, I said you have nothing to do. I asked you to follow him. Just follow him. When the news comes back from Xuzhou, Li Kui and Li Gui will know it at a glance. Sooner or later, he will be your food, so there is no need to worry. If you are not here, you should just follow him, maybe you will suddenly find a new problem." Tang Cheng was always optimistic, but when others were anxious, he only focused on wiping his pistol.
Things tend to change unexpectedly. Just that afternoon, on his way home from get off work again, Wang Shouyi was unfortunately hit by a tram that couldn't stop. "It's okay, it's okay, as long as he's not dead." Tang Cheng, who followed Zhang Jiang and rushed to the hospital, finally secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he learned that Wang Shouyi had not expired. As long as Wang Shouyi had not expired, he could use the new The skill copies a fifteen-second memory of Wang Shouyi, and maybe new discoveries will be made from it.
The unlucky Wang Shouyi survived, but had two broken ribs and a leg. When Tang Cheng entered the ward wearing a white coat, Wang Shouyi had not yet woken up from the anesthesia caused by the operation. Great, this was the best opportunity to copy the other party's memory. Tang Cheng immediately stepped forward, stretched out his left hand and placed it on the pulse gate of Wang Shouyi's wrist, pretending to judge Wang Shouyi's physical condition based on the pulse.
