Kingsman Agent in Film and Television

In urbanized Shanghai, the temperature is always several degrees higher than in the suburbs. Although there is a cool sea breeze from time to time, in an era when most people do not have air conditioning, the occasional sea breeze cannot drive away the summer heat.

Zeng Moyi drove away the flies in the house, protecting the baby sleeping in the crib. She didn't stop until she could no longer hear the disgusting buzzing sound. Then she sat happily on the chair, stroking the baby's crib, and gazing at the sleeping Xixi with warm eyes.

Hope.

Zeng Moyi looked at the sleeping child, her eyes full of hope.

The lacquered crib was very smooth. I stroked the crib with fascination, and a happy smile slowly bloomed on my face.

The workmanship of the crib is very average. Although the materials are very sufficient, it is about seven or eight blocks away from the craftsmanship of master chefs.

Although the craftsmanship of the maker was poor, the crib was full of silent details, and all the edges and corners were carefully polished. Touching the raw lacquer attached to it, Zeng Moyi couldn't help but have a picture in her mind:
He carefully corrected every edge, bit by bit, his eyes were so gentle - at this time there should be a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he saw this cute little guy through the crib?

Dangdang

Zeng Moyi, who was immersed in happiness, was awakened by a knock on the door. She gently pulled the thin blanket on La Xixi's body, and she stood up and walked towards the door.

Open the door.

Outside the door was a pregnant woman with a seven-month-old belly and a few bags of star-studded cookies in her hands.

Zhu Yizhen!

The "widow" of Lin Nansheng, the sanctioned Military Control Commission "traitor".

"sister."

"Come in quickly."

Zeng Moyi smiled and invited Zhu Yizheng to come in. To outsiders, this was a normal visit to a friend, just two widows of traitors getting together.

After Zeng Moyi closed the door, Zhu Yizhen quietly made a gesture. After getting Zeng Moyi's response, Zhu Yizhen whispered:

"Teacher's wife."

People often say that history always repeats itself - Zhu Yizhen and Zeng Moyi's experiences are exactly the same as this statement.

On the surface, they are both widows of traitors, but secretly they are both members of the Military Control Commission. What is even more subtle is that they both have the same beliefs, but the former does not know the true identity of the latter.

Zeng Moyi complained, "Yizhen, you are almost seven months pregnant now. It's not appropriate for you to go out casually now."

Zhu Yizhen smiled and said, "I was too bored so I wanted to see you."

"You don't have anyone around you, so why don't you move in with me?"

Zhu Yizhen's eyes lit up: "Is it okay?"

"Why not? It's great to have someone to look after you. I'll also be by your side when you give birth."

"That's great."

Zeng Moyi smiled and said:
"Don't call me Master's Wife anymore. Call me Sister Zeng instead."

"Yes, Sister Zeng."

Zhu Yizhen nodded, and then asked curiously: "I heard that Sister Zeng, you are planning to work in Global Trade?"

"Well, it's too boring to stay at home all the time." Zeng Moyi didn't say that this was Zhang Anping's intention.

"What about Xixi?"

"My family recommended an experienced nanny, who will be here in a few days."

Zhu Yizhen whispered, "Over there?"

Zeng Moyi nodded.

"That's good, I can use it with confidence."

The two women who had "lost" their husbands said sweet words to each other, and before they knew it, a long time had passed. Xixi, who was sleeping soundly, was awakened by hunger and burst into tears with full force. Zeng Moyi quickly picked up the child, rolled up her clothes and began to feed her.

Zhu Yizhen watched this scene with a smile on her face, thinking that she would be holding her baby and feeding him like this soon, and her face was filled with happiness - only here could she let go of half of her disguise.

The annoying knock on the door sounded again. Seeing Zeng Moyi was about to put the child down to open the door, Zhu Yizhen hurriedly said:
"Sister Zeng, feed the child. I'll go open the door."

Zeng Moyi then sat down and thought: Could it be that Old Cen is here?

The door opened, but Zhu Yizhen was obviously startled.

Looking at the person at the door in disbelief, she stammered and used a strange name:

"Manager Dai, Manager Dai."

Before Manager Dai could speak, a middle-aged woman dressed as a maid spoke in shock:
"There is still one?"

"How dare he!"

The woman's angry expression confused Zhu Yizhen for a few seconds. "Manager Dai" hurriedly pushed the woman into the house and said angrily:

"How did you agree to ..."

Before she finished speaking, the middle-aged woman rushed towards Zeng Moyi with a fiery face. Zeng Moyi was also shocked. When she saw the woman's face clearly, she couldn't help but say:

"mom."

"Hey, my precious baby, let grandma hug you, my little precious baby."

Zeng Moyi quickly handed the little Xixi in her arms to the woman, and then looked at her with a helpless look on her face.

After the child entered the woman's arms, he was obviously shy and wanted to cry out in anxiety, but the woman's familiar face moved back and forth, and with a string of coaxing words in her hometown accent, little Xixi actually stopped crying and laughed, which made the woman cry out in distress.

At this moment, the other three people in the room seemed non-existent to her, and the only thing in her eyes was the child in the cradle.

The woman was Zeng Moyi's mother-in-law, Zhang Anping's mother, and Wang Chunlian, who had been bickering with Dai Chunfeng for half her life.

"Manager Dai" is naturally Dai Chunfeng.

Old Dai was also quite helpless at this time. His cousin had agreed with him that when she came to Shanghai, she would be just an old nanny from her hometown. But when she saw her long-cherished grandson, the three months of training she had received were thrown far away at this moment.

Old Dai coughed awkwardly twice:
"Cough cough."

"Boss." Zeng Moyi seemed to have just realized what was happening and quickly greeted Boss Dai. Zhu Yizhen followed closely and called out.

"Don't call me Chief, call me cousin."

Zeng Moyi hesitated:
"Cousin."

"That's right." Old Dai smiled and motioned for them to sit down.

He first said to Zhu Yizhen: "Xiao Lin is doing very well, don't worry, take good care of the baby and try to give him a big fat boy, okay?"

"Yes."

Wang Chunlian, who was "reassured" coaxing her baby, breathed a sigh of relief at this time. It was good that this brat was not messing around. It was good that this brat was not messing around!
Old Dai had been paying attention to his cousin. When he saw her sigh of relief, he couldn't help but laugh in his heart, then pretended to be serious and said:
"Chunlian, don't rush to comfort the little guy - what did we say at home?"

Wang Chunlian held Xiao Xixi in her arms and acted like a servant: "Hello, Madam. I'm Wang Qiulian. I'll serve you from now on..."

Before she could finish, Zeng Moyi stood up in shock and said, "Mom, how could you do this? Don't do this!"

Wang Chunlian coaxed the child in her arms and said, "I forced your uncle to find a way out because Anping didn't let me come. He had no choice but to send someone to teach me how to be a nanny. Haha," Wang Chunlian laughed heartily.
"If it weren't for this, he wouldn't let me come! Don't worry, I also come from a poor family, I know how to take care of children, and besides, I am willing to serve my daughter-in-law!"

Zeng Moyi was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. She wanted to persuade him but didn't know how. She glanced at Dai Chunfeng and found that Old Dai also had a helpless look on his face. She immediately lost the desire to persuade him - she had limited contact with her mother-in-law, but she also knew the influence of her mother-in-law on Boss Dai. Even Boss Dai was "tamed" by her mother-in-law. What else could she do?
Wang Chunlian, who used the alias Wang Qiulian, assured: "Don't worry, Mo Yi. I know you are all doing great things, and I won't ruin your great plans. Anping owes you something, and as a mother, I have to make it up to you!"

"Don't worry, Mo Yi," Old Dai also said at this time: "I sent someone to teach for three months, and your mother-in-law learned very well. Otherwise, I wouldn't dare to let her come to Shanghai. She is more than capable of being a professional nanny!"

"You..." Wang Chunlian instinctively wanted to confront Lao Dai. Who are you looking down on? But she held back the words. First, she couldn't let the younger generation laugh at her, and second, Chunfeng had a hold on her.

Tolerate!
Although Zeng Moyi had a headache, she was moved to hear her mother-in-law accept three months of training to take care of her. She could only say:
"Mom, then you don't have to act when you're at home."

Wang Chunlian waved her hand: "Your cousin said that the most important thing is to never develop this habit when there is no one around! Let's start now - you call me Aunt Wang, and I call you Madam, remember!" Zeng Moyi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She was a triple spy after all, but she didn't expect to be taught a lesson by her mother-in-law from a professional perspective.

Old Dai, who was standing by, was relieved to see his cousin being so professional. Seeing that Zeng Moyi was not in a position to respond, he said seriously:
"Mo Yi, just keep this name. Don't lose the big picture for the sake of small things. I have emphasized this to her countless times. Don't make this mistake. Do you understand?"

Zeng Moyi had no choice but to nod.

"Okay, then you guys stay here, I'm leaving first."

Old Dai asked to leave, and Zeng Moyi asked Zhu Yizheng to accompany "Auntie Wang" while she sent Old Dai to the door.

At the door, Old Dai warned: "If you feel it is inappropriate, ask Anping to persuade his mother to go back."

"I understand."

Zeng Moyi understood that her mother-in-law seemed to have tortured Boss Dai enough.

She was worried that she would have trouble getting along with her mother-in-law in the future - the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is the most complicated relationship that is difficult to clarify throughout the ages. Now her mother-in-law wants to be her nanny, which... is not easy to deal with!
Old Dai also felt quite guilty. He was the king of spies, but he was tortured by his cousin and had to bow his head. If this matter got out, he would be laughed at to death!
……

Zhang Anping is looking at a list.

This is the list of weapons prepared for the Songhu Branch of the Loyal Rescue Army.

In the past, he prepared weapons for the Songhu Detachment, which were always mainly rifles. He had obtained several second-hand production lines for American rifle bullets in the early years and sent them to Chongqing early, so he did not need to worry about bullets. The only thing he had to replenish frequently was rockets.

But "when one is well fed and warm, one will desire money" - after living a good life for a long time, Tan Zhongshu's appetite became spoiled.

In the past, he only asked for submachine guns and formed a submachine gun squadron. But after a batch of heavy weapons were sent last year, Tan Zhongshu's appetite grew and he started asking for heavy weapons every now and then.

Although the current Songhu Detachment still has a regiment size of 1,800 people, the equipment in its hands is several times stronger than that of the original German-equipped division. If it weren't for Zhang Anping's difficulty in obtaining large-caliber artillery, Lao Tan would have planned to form a heavy artillery company...

But even so, Lao Tan was still not satisfied and would submit reports from time to time - because he was coveting the US military's standard M1 Garand rifle.

The reason is very sufficient, because the M1 and the M1917 rifle equipped by the Songhu Detachment use the same bullets, and the M1 rifle is a semi-automatic rifle, unlike the bolt-action rifle that requires pulling the bolt after each shot. It can effectively make up for the firepower problem of the Songhu Detachment and greatly improve the Songhu Detachment's assault capability.

The Songhu Detachment is Zhang Anping’s biological son. If his biological son is in need, the old father would naturally sell everything he has to “buy a house” or “a car”, right?
Therefore, this time he prepared one thousand M1 rifles and fifty experimental M1918A2 automatic rifles (light machine guns) for the Songhu Detachment.

Zhang Anping bought the M83 rifle, which was priced at $1 by the US military, for 840 yuan each. The M1918A2 light machine gun was priced at $300, but Zhang Anping reasonably changed it to $550. Together with some other equipment, he squandered all his recent "windfall".

Well, Zhang Anping would not say that the gas guide device of the M1 rifle has been updated. The 1 M1918 rifles equipped by the US military were bought up at a low price by global trade, and the M2A used to replace the German machine gun was experimental in nature and was free of charge...

After secretly calculating the bill and confirming that there was no problem, Zhang Anping was about to file it when he heard hurried footsteps outside.

Yu Xiuning, and... Lao Dai and Lao Wang?

Zhang Anping frowned, glanced at the list, and simply put the bill on the table.

Yu Xiuning was about to knock on the door, but Old Dai pushed the door open in advance. Zhang Anping looked up and saw that it was Old Dai and immediately stood up:
"Commander, you're here so soon?"

If I don't come, your mother will tear me apart!

"What are you looking at with such a sad face?" Old Dai walked over and took the bill from Zhang Anping without any hesitation. Then Old Dai said:
"Niang Xipi!"

Zhang Anping thought:
You dare to learn even this?
"Don't you feel bad for selling your father's land?" Old Dai looked at the total amount on the list, his veins popping out with pain: "The Songhu Detachment is a regiment, and you prepared fifty machine guns? Zhang Anping, you want a hundred machine guns for a regiment?"

You should know that because the Songhu Detachment was Zhang Anping’s biological son, its equipment was once robbed by friendly forces. After being robbed, Zhang Anping was furious and replenished a large number of equipment, and the firepower intensity crushed the same-level regiment-level units of the National Army!

Now add fifty more machine guns?
What is the concept?
It’s roughly equivalent to one machine gun per squad!
Wang Tianfeng who followed looked at Zhang Anping in astonishment. Among the division-level organizations in the National Army, how many had up to a hundred machine guns?
You are a guerrilla detachment (regiment), and you have only 100 guns?

Zhang Anping explained: "This is used to replace the German machine guns we have equipped. It is difficult to supply ammunition with different calibers."

"What about the rifles?" Old Dai asked distressedly, "One thousand of these M1s? I remember that the Songhu Detachment's rifles were just replaced with the unified M1917, right?"

Thanks to Zhang Anping, the number of M1917s in the National Army is now astonishingly large. Coupled with the bullet production line, it can be said that it is one of the army's favorite rifles.

"This is a semi-automatic rifle, loaded with eight rounds of ammunition. It can effectively improve the assault and combat capabilities of the Songhu Detachment and make up for the lack of heavy firepower."

Boss Dai touched his chest, pushed Zhang Anping aside and sat down, saying distressedly:

"You are such a spendthrift! I can arm tens of thousands of people with this money!"

"What combat effectiveness do the tens of thousands of people you have armed have?" Zhang Anping said with disdain.

"Bullshit!" Boss Dai was so angry that veins popped out, but when he thought of the gap between the Songhu Detachment and other detachments, he couldn't help but feel wronged, so he said again:
"Isn't it painful for my son to sell my land?"

Zhang Anping looked at Lao Dai speechlessly, thinking that it was better than throwing stones into the water!
He motioned Yu Xiuning to leave, and asked Wang Tianfeng to sit down and pour tea for them. While pouring tea, he said, "You are coming. I have been thinking that the Shanghai District has not been able to come up with any decent actions to show you recently, so I plan to use the Songhu Branch to do something big."

Old Dai was speechless. This was really his nephew's style. Every time he came before, he really wanted to make him proud.

"Alright, alright, stop talking so much nonsense! Spend what you earn however you like!" Old Dai said sadly.

He racked his brains to make money all over the world. Although he put a lot of money into his own pocket, he still had to support the entire Military Control Commission. There were now 20,000 to 30,000 regular soldiers, and wild soldiers like the Zhongjiu Army, which had 50,000 to 60,000 people. He wished he could spend every penny as if it were a dime.

And what about this kid?
So rich that they can upgrade the equipment for the Songhu Detachment!
A string in his mind suddenly sounded - Aren't you rich?
"Anping," Old Dai's expression softened, and even his voice softened, "I think your burden is a little light now."

Zhang Anping looked at Lao Dai warily:

"Commander, you are the director of the Military Intelligence Bureau, not a Communist Party member! Don't think about beating up the local tyrants and dividing their land!"

Wang Tianfeng on the side thought:
In the entire Military Control Commission, perhaps only Zhang Anping dared to speak like this.

Old Dai didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Watch your words! Let's get down to business. I came here this time because the Zhongjiu Army was complaining. There was a report saying that some troops now have three people to one gun, so I came here specially to take a look."

Loyal Rescue Army?

Zhang Anping frowned upon hearing this, hesitated and said, "Director, speaking of this, I have an investigation report here for you to take a look at?"

Boss Dai noticed Zhang Anping's frown and asked:

"About the Loyal Rescue Army?"

"Well, I have been hesitant to show it to you because it is beyond my authority. Now that it is brought up, I will exceed my authority once again."

"show me."

Zhang Anping took out a document from the filing cabinet and explained while Boss Dai was watching:
"The strongest fighting force of the Loyal Rescue Army was probably when it was first formed. All its members were soldiers from the Battle of Shanghai and the Battle of Nanjing."

"But since July last year, when the teams went to their designated areas, their combat effectiveness has plummeted. This year, the teams have been expanding their recruitment, and their combat effectiveness has dropped significantly."

"Last May, the entire Loyal Rescue Army had more than 10,000 people, but by May this year, the number had surged to nearly 60,000. The increase in numbers did not strengthen the combat capability, but instead severely reduced it."

"Especially some detachments with bad military discipline are rampant in the countryside. Their military discipline is worse than that of the Japanese! The key to guerrilla warfare is to gain the support of the local people. If this continues, the people's attitude towards the Zhongjiu Army will change from royal troops to enemies."

"In this case, no matter how much you pay, it's just like pushing a pile of mud against the wall."

As Zhang Anping explained, Mr. Dai's face gradually became gloomy as he watched the report.

Because this report lists in detail some cases that made Dai grit his teeth.

The Zhongjiu Army conducted guerrilla warfare behind enemy lines at the scale of a detachment. Both the Military Intelligence Bureau headquarters and the Zhongjiu Army General Command had very little control over them. Some of them gradually showed a tendency to become self-proclaimed kings, asking for funds from the bureau headquarters while selling their weapons to bandits and militia forces.

In addition, they allowed their soldiers to plunder and "raise funds on their own."

The most crucial thing is that the "self-raised funds" are already extremely large, and they shamelessly ask for funds from the bureau headquarters again and again - this is what Boss Dai can't tolerate the most!

"Bastard thing!"

Old Dai couldn't help but curse out loud.

Zhang Anping secretly breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself: It's settled!

Of course he did it on purpose. When he learned that Lao Dai was coming to Shanghai, he sent someone to prepare this report. The cases above were naturally true, but the military discipline of some parts of the Loyalty Rescue Army had not reached this level.

But there are indeed many cases of military discipline being broken.

He prepared this report naturally in order to prepare for intervention in the Zhongjiu Army.

Old Dai's reaction confirmed that he could take control of the entire Loyal Rescue Army. (End of this chapter)