In other words, after Tangcheng uses the two newly extracted skill patches from the system, Tangcheng's bullets with the new skill bonus will have the effect of being more accurate, farther and more lethal. Tang Cheng couldn't wait to use the skill patch to upgrade the new skill he had just acquired. The Mauser rifle bullet that Tang Cheng treasured just now had already been completely forgotten by Tang Cheng. It had a single bonus. The bullets with three bonuses are so powerful!
Sure enough, after a good night's sleep, the first thing Tang Cheng did when he opened his eyes the next day was to add three bonuses to a Mauser rifle bullet. The Mauser rifle bullet with three bonuses has firstly changed in terms of weight. Tang Cheng, holding a Mauser rifle bullet in each hand, obviously felt that the bullet with three bonuses in his right hand was heavier. Not only does the weight of the bullet change, but the bullet's warhead becomes more streamlined. Such a bullet will undoubtedly hit farther.
Tang Cheng, who was in a good mood, did not stay in bed today. Even though it was raining outside, Tang Cheng still got up early. Today is the second meeting with the Shanghai underground party organization, and one day later, it will be the day to seize medicine. As the time approaches, Tangcheng feels more and more that there is not enough time. Holding an umbrella, Tang Cheng found a random place outside to have breakfast, and then went to Hans' place first. Before meeting with the Shanghai underground party organization to discuss medicines, he still needed to know the contents of Hans' plan.
Hans also got up early. When Tang Cheng rushed to the restaurant, Hans was talking to two of his subordinates in the office. Tang Cheng opened the door of Hans' office, glanced at it casually, and then backed out. He only waited for Hans' two men to leave from the back door. Tang Cheng, who had been waiting in the back hall of the restaurant, opened the door again. Enter Hans' office. "Don't tell me about your affairs. I don't have the leisure to care about your affairs." Seeing that Hans was hesitant to speak, Tang Cheng spoke first.
"I came here just to know about the medicines. You have to come up with an action plan! This is taking place in the concession. You can't just rush in and then withdraw in a mess, right?" Tang Cheng sat down opposite Hans. , before Hans could speak, he reached out and opened the cigar box Hans placed on his desk, took out a cigar from it, put it down under his nose and smelled the smell of the cigar.
Tang Cheng's calm look made Hans speechless. The two men who were in the office just now came to report the news about the batch of medicines to him. "Tang, I remember you were here last time. You told me this yourself. It's your business to take action. I'm only responsible for inquiring about information and providing equipment. Shouldn't you be responsible for the action plan?" Hans, who had worked with him many times, had never doubted Tang Cheng's ability to act, but his scornful face was very annoying to look at.
When Tang Cheng heard this, he was secretly happy, but he still had an annoyed expression on his face. "Hans, you can't do this! After we agreed to get this batch of medicines, you and I will be four. Why do I, who only took the small head, have to bear the responsibility of planning the action plan? Besides, I am also the one who takes the actual action!" Tang Cheng deliberately put on an expression of displeasure as he did more and got less, but he didn't know that his expression made Hans laugh out loud immediately.
Ignoring Tang Cheng's action of throwing the cigar back on the table with an angry look on his face, Hans, who was secretly proud of himself, spoke deliberately slowly. "Tang, you can't blame me for this. It's because you are the one who takes the specific actions, so you must plan the action plan." Hans, who was immersed in pride, did not realize what Tang Cheng had just said and said. , it was just a trick of playing hard to get, he just followed his own thoughts, feeling that he finally had control of Tangcheng for once.
"Forget it, I won't argue with you about this. I'll do it. But let's make an agreement first. Since I planned the action plan, after we succeed, we will each get half of the medicine we get. , the original four-to-six split account is absolutely not feasible." Tang Cheng, whose plan had succeeded, did not show too much compromise. Instead, he had a dispute with Hans over the proportion of the split account afterwards. After some debate, the two people, who were like shrews quarreling, finally reached an agreement. Tang Cheng did not get 50% of the profit, but an extra half percent on the basis of the original 40% benefit.
The meeting time agreed with the Shanghai underground party was 12 o'clock. While there was still time, Tang Cheng was in Hans's office and worked out two different action plans based on the information provided by Hans. "Hans, these two sets of action plans are basically the same in the early stage, only the part after getting the medicine is different. I'm worried that because of what happened in the concession yesterday, the Japanese will secretly strengthen their control over the concession. These two sets of action plans are different. The same action plan is to deal with possible emergencies.”
After Tang Cheng formulated the action plan, Hans watched from the side. There was nothing special about the action plan alone, but after combining it with Tang Cheng's hand-drawn action map, Hans applauded and praised the two sets of action plans formulated by Tang Cheng. "Tang, you shouldn't be a killer. Being a killer will bury your talent too much. I personally think you should be an excellent soldier. I have never seen anyone with such talent in urban combat as you. Yes, not to mention you are still so young."
Hans's praise came from the bottom of his heart. Hans, who was once a soldier, had always believed that fighting on the battlefield was the right way. Hearing this, Tang Cheng rolled his eyes at Hans, "I am the only male in my family. Fighting on the battlefield sounds really exciting, but I know how much I weigh. My little ability can only be used to fight in the city. , is it possible for me to tell my superiors that I can only fight battles in cities? You can use your fingers to calculate carefully, how many cities are there in China? With the war at this level, how many more battles have been fought in the city? Who decides victory or defeat in the city?"
Tang Cheng's rhetorical question made Hans fall silent. In today's era, among the factors that determine victory or defeat on the battlefield, the human factor is no longer the first. It is replaced by aircraft, cannons, tanks and warships. Young people like Tang Cheng who have a talent for urban warfare will most likely be sent to the battlefields of large-scale battles first. Only if they are lucky enough to survive can they become battlefield veterans. If they dream of only fighting in the city, they may be rewarded as deserters by their superiors first. One bullet, and then sentenced to war fear.
Seeing that Hans had nothing to say, Tang Cheng chuckled, "The national conditions of each country are different, and the methods of fighting are also different! I am an assassin because I only have the skills of an assassin, but you have to admit that I am an assassin. We are all contributing to the Anti-Japanese War! The difference between me and the soldiers is that their position is on the front line and my position is behind enemy lines. Once something goes wrong, I will face the test of life and death just like them." Tang Cheng said this easily, but To Hans' ears, it had a different taste.
Hans has been engaged in intelligence work for a long time. He said that the situation in China is far more chaotic than that in Europe, but in terms of danger, it is still more dangerous in Europe. After World War I, Hans was ordered to join the intelligence agency. As a soldier, he had always looked down upon the intelligence agency that only worked in secret. After being transferred to Shanghai, Hans quickly turned into a black-hearted profiteer. While dealing with errands, he focused on his own welfare. What Tang Cheng said just now shocked Hans greatly, causing a crack in Hans's already cold heart.
"You are right, it's just that the positions are different. Once something goes wrong, you will also face the test of life and death!" Hans's expression became a little lonely because of Tang Cheng's words. Tang Cheng saw this and did not speak. , just looked at Hans quietly. After a while, Hans's expression gradually improved, but when he spoke to Tang Cheng again, his tone was much calmer. Hans only said that both of the two sets of action plans formulated by Tang Cheng were usable. In the end, it was Tang Cheng who selected an action plan after many deductions.
After confirming the action plan, all that was left was to inspect the retreat route and arrange equipment. Seeing that the time was approaching 11 o'clock, Tang Cheng, who had lunch at Hans' place, excused himself and left, saying that he had something to do. After Tang Cheng learned from Hans that there was a batch of medicines hoarded by the British in the concession, he thought about sending these medicines to the Shanghai underground party, so he took the initiative to find Zhang Simei and contacted Shanghai through Zhang Simei. The top brass of the underground party.
It was the same movie theater where Zhang Simei met. Tang Cheng, who also did not choose to enter in advance, hid on the roof of the building opposite the movie theater before 12 o'clock and observed the situation outside the movie theater from a distance. Tang Cheng arrived here in advance to prevent any sudden events. As Tang Cheng watched and waited, time passed by minute by second. Seeing that the time was approaching the agreed 12 o'clock, Tang Cheng had not seen it yet. Shanghai underground party members appeared.
Could it be that the Shanghai underground party doesn't want to meet with him? It was ten minutes before the agreed 12 o'clock. Tang Cheng, who had already turned on his insight skills, still didn't find anyone from Shanghai's underground party showing up. Tang Cheng, who couldn't help but have doubts in his heart, was a little wavering. After waiting for another ten minutes, Tang Cheng came down from his hiding place on the roof and walked leisurely along the street towards the cinema. Just to be careful, Tang Cheng walked on the street opposite the cinema. If he found something unusual, he could immediately get into the shop on the street.
At 12 o'clock, Tang Cheng, who had been observing passers-by with his insight skills, still didn't find anyone from Shanghai's underground party appearing in this street. He sighed secretly in his heart. Tang Cheng didn't do what he thought, and then he quickened his pace and planned to Get off this street first. Tang Cheng, who was walking on the street at the moment, actually didn't know that in a shop just a few meters away from him, a man in a long gown was secretly observing the movie theater across the street through the window of the shop. This man in a long gown, It was Huang Yongshan, codenamed Tailor, who was the high-ranking member of Shanghai's underground party that Tang Cheng wanted to see.
