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Mingtai returned home humming a little tune, but he always felt something was wrong at home.

Until he saw his eldest brother with six scratches on his face.

Mingtai was shocked and asked, "Brother, what happened?!"

My eldest brother usually cares about his appearance, how come he is like this now? He looked at the clearly visible scratches and was sure that they must have been scratched not long ago.

Seeing the third brother who cared about him, Minglou instantly became angry - after all, he became a fish in the pond and was affected by the fire at the city gate.

Now that the "burning city gate" is in front of him, it would be strange if he could feel good!
Then he snorted coldly: "Children should stay out of the adult business!"

Mingtai looked at his elder brother in surprise. An incredible thought came to his mind. He exclaimed:

"No way! No way!"

"Humph!"

Minglou had no idea what the third brother was thinking. He snorted coldly and walked away from the "source of trouble".

Mingtai couldn't help but laugh. This childish side of his elder brother was really... quite funny.

He never thought that this was his elder sister's "masterpiece"!

He thought Minglou must have offended some young lady and was scratched, but he couldn't ask about it for the sake of his eldest brother. He felt like many cats were scratching him.

It was not until dinner time that he realized something was wrong. Not only did his eldest sister seem not to notice the scratches on his face, she also couldn't help but put a piece of meat into his bowl.

Although the eldest sister was still deliberately keeping a stern face, Mingtai, who knew her temper well, determined after careful observation that she felt sorry for her eldest brother.

Now Mingtai finally thought of a possibility:
Was this done by my elder sister?

Mingtai couldn't help but shudder. The elder sister actually knew how to tickle people...

There were four people in the family attending the meal, and the eldest sister Mingjing had the most complicated feelings. Although she was pleased that her three younger brothers were real anti-Japanese elements, she sighed inwardly when she thought of the third brother joining the camp of the National Government.

So much so that she didn't even notice the third brother's shifty look.

After dinner, Mingjing used the excuse of dealing with some food in the company and called the driver to drive away. Mingtai thought that his elder sister was feeling guilty and was worried about her, so he decided to hang himself up to protect her. However, when he was about to leave, he was blocked at the door by his eldest brother Minglou.

Ming Lou threw a pair of boxing gloves to his third son:

"Come on, practice with me, I'll see if you can make any progress!"

"Sister, she..."

"Ah Cheng is following me - come with me!"

Minglou touched his boxing gloves, his face full of murderous intent.

You little bastard, I'll teach you a lesson today!
……

Let me explain the mirror.

Minglou had already settled the two representatives of the Eighth Route Army and made an appointment for his eldest sister to meet them tomorrow, but Mingjing thought about it and felt that she could not keep her comrades waiting for long, so she went out after dinner under the pretext of handling company affairs.

The driver was already a comrade of the underground party. When driving, he noticed that there was a car following him and hurriedly reminded Mingjing. Mingjing waved his hand:
"It's okay, he's my second son, he's worried about me coming out so late at night."

The two cars arrived at a restaurant owned by the Ming family in the International Settlement one after another. Ming Jing simply asked Ming Cheng to go up with her. After the two of them "occupied" the manager's office, Ming Cheng tidied up for his eldest sister and then led her, who was dressed as a man, out of the manager's office. They went to the guest rooms on the fourth floor and knocked on a door.

The people living in the house were naturally Zheng Yingqi and Monk Wei. After being exposed to the elements for nearly ten days, the monk was experiencing the high treatment of the capitalists for the first time. He lay on the bed and began to snore loudly. However, Zheng Yingqi was not sleepy at all and was wondering how his fellow villager would "use" him.

After thinking for a long time, he felt that no matter how his fellow villagers cheated him, it would not violate the principles of a party member, so he slowly calmed down. At this time, fatigue came over him, and he lay on the soft couch that he hadn't slept on for a long time. When he was about to give in to sleepiness, there was a knock on the door.

Zheng Yingqi woke up suddenly, and even the monk who was snoring loudly woke up from his sleep. The first thing he did after opening his eyes was to grope for his weapon - after finding nothing, he realized that the weapon had been hidden long ago.

"I'll open the door!"

After Zheng Yingqi gave a pointed remark, he walked over as if nothing had happened and asked:

"Who is it?"

"I was sent by Shopkeeper Luo from the Cloth Shop!"

The answer was the code word agreed upon before, and it was the comrade who sent them to the hotel. Zheng Yingqi felt relieved, made a safe gesture to the monk, and then opened the door.

There were two people standing outside the door. One was the comrade who had brought him here in the afternoon. Although the other was dressed in men's clothing, Zheng Yingqi could still tell that she was a woman dressed as a man. He curiously invited the two in, closed the door, and said two meters away from the door:
"Comrade, didn't you say you were going to meet Comrade Katyusha tomorrow?"

Zheng Yingqi looked at the woman dressed as a man and thought:

Are you asking for trouble? You gave the woman the nickname Katyusha?

"Hello, Comrade Zheng, I am 'Katyusha', you can call me Mingjing."

SPIEGEL?!
Zheng Yingqi was stunned again and again. He knew the name Mingjing. It was the one who turned three dragons into three worms in seconds when the pretender lost control!
Realizing that he had been in a daze for a long time, Zheng Yingqi hurriedly asked to cover up, "Are you the chairman of Ming Corporation?"

Mingjing nodded in acknowledgment.

Zheng Yingqi hurriedly responded politely, but in his heart he was thinking:
My fellow villager is really nice! He introduced Ming Jing to me - so the people I met today are Ming Lou and Ming Cheng?
After the two exchanged a few words and became familiar with each other, Ming Jing got to the point and said:
"Comrade Zheng, I have received the money transferred from the organization. I can give you another 10,000 US dollars, which makes a total of 110,000 US dollars. Let's talk about your needs first so that we can have a general idea. I have already made an appointment with a senior executive of Global Trade, so it will be easier to discuss it later."

One hundred thousand dollars?
In other words, this fellow villager prepared $100,000 for himself?

Zheng Yingqi felt inexplicably panicked. One hundred thousand dollars was a lot of money at that time. Fellow villagers were helping each other to this extent. How big a pit could this be?
After all, he had a strong psychological quality. While panicking, he quickly said to Mingjing:

"Comrade Mingjing, you'd better not use your money. One hundred thousand dollars is enough. You can use your money for more needed places - it's settled!"

"Let me think about what our group needs..."

Zheng Yingqi began to talk about his needs in a rapid manner.

When purchasing weapons, one must not only consider performance, but also pay attention to logistics. The Nationalist government now has an astonishing number of American-made rifles and multiple bullet production lines, so naturally it can only "compromise" with American weapons.

So he set a series of requirements and prepared four plans, so that he could choose the specific plan based on the pricing of global trade.

……

Night, Shanghai.

Zhang Anping, disguised as a waiter, mingled in the western restaurant, secretly protecting York and Mingjing's table.

York and Spiegel are familiar with each other.

He had received instructions from Zhang Anping a long time ago and secretly took over many of the Ming family's assets - some of the assets were "embezzled" by Zhang Anping before he revealed his identity to Ming Lou, and some were secretly purchased from Ming Jing at a premium.

As mentioned before, Zhang Anping was quietly transferring the Ming family's business, and this was accomplished through global trade.

This meeting with Ming Jing was also conducted with Zhang Anping's secret permission.

After some pleasantries, Mingjing, who was unaware of York's position, flattered and tested her before revealing her purpose - she wanted to purchase arms.

York snapped his fingers and said with a smile, "I wonder what kind of arms Chairman Ming needs?"

Zheng Yingqi on the side interrupted in fluent English: "We need you to make a quotation first!"

York looked at the guy who spoke fluent English strangely and started to quote.

As a part-time arms dealer, York knew all the arms he could get. He began to quote prices one by one. As he made his prices, both Ming Jing and Zheng Yingqi looked shocked.

It’s not because it’s high, but because it’s... low!

It’s way off the mark!
Before the Battle of Shanghai, Mingjing often made purchases for the underground party and had a good understanding of the prices of arms.

Although she stopped interfering in arms purchases after the Battle of Shanghai in response to the organization's orders, as a businessman, she knew clearly that after the fall of Shanghai, the price of arms sold by these foreigners would definitely double - how many times it would double would depend on how evil the other party's hearts were and how high the street lamps would be hung in the future.

But she didn't expect the price they offered was ridiculously low, at least 60% cheaper than the price she had paid for arms in the past! Zheng Yingqi was also stunned. When Lao Li was transferred to the Independent Regiment, the 800 people in the Independent Regiment had less than 400 guns. After she joined the Independent Regiment, she accompanied Lao Li in getting guns, getting guns, and getting guns again. She had been involved in both seizing and purchasing guns, so she had a good understanding of the prices.

The price offered by the other party was lower than the price the Kuomintang army was selling privately - the Kuomintang was selling old barrels and Type 38 rifles, but the price was higher than the price offered by the foreigner in front of them!
As the saying goes, there is no free lunch in the world, but if there is a free lunch, there will always be a knife behind it.

Zheng Yingqi and Mingjing became alert at the same time. Instead of responding, they began to test the waters.

York was quite speechless when he saw this. I gave you weapons at almost the cost of shipping, and you still reject them?

"Chairman Ming, let's be frank. Those who come to me to buy large quantities of arms are either from the Nationalist government or the underground party. The purchasing staff of the Nationalist government have a bureaucratic flavor, unlike the two of you."

York smiled and said, "As for me, I am very happy to cooperate with you. You two can ask about it. So, you just need to make a request and pay for it upon delivery!"

"By the way, some people say that as long as you tell Mr. Zheng three numbers, he won't doubt it."

Zheng Yingqi asked: "What?"

"One hundred and eight!"

"eighty!"

"forty!"

York said these three numbers with a smile.

Zheng Yingqi's eyes widened.

Damn, my fellow countryman’s arms agent?! Oh my god! He’s so awesome—I love my fellow countryman so much!
He immediately signaled to Mingjing that it was okay and he could trust her.

Next, it was Zheng Yingqi's turn to give a "speech".

He originally just wanted to make a rocket launcher, but now he has sufficient funds (US$10), plenty of options (various equipment of the US military during World War I), and a price that is so cheap that it makes people want to cry. Now he must make a lot of money for the Independent Regiment!
The Browning M1918 automatic rifle (light machine gun) with a 1917-round magazine, although far inferior to the domestic Czech-style, was 30% cheaper than the Czech-style imitation made by the Nationalist government, and it also used the . bullet of the M rifle - come on, fifty of them, no, a hundred of them!

Mortar, yes!
Bazooka, yes!
M1917, yes!

What? The Grease Gun (M42 submachine gun) that was introduced in 3 also has it? It's still experimental, and the price is % cheaper than the Typewriter (Thompson submachine gun)?
Yes!
Zheng Yingqi was like a greedy glutton, constantly asking “yes,” “yes,” and “a hundred.”

It is said that foreigners are not good at mental arithmetic, but York is obviously an exception. Amid Zheng Yingqi's distorted "yes", "yes", "yes", he kept calculating the price. It was not until the price exceeded 12 US dollars that he had to say in English:
"Mr. Zheng, you have exceeded the quota by 20%."

In an instant, Zheng Yingqi collapsed in his chair.

He wanted to upgrade the independent regiment's guns and cannons, and he wanted his commander to attack Taiyuan if there was a disagreement, but... in reality he was powerless.

Damn, money! Money! Money!

I was thinking about where to cut down in frustration, but I heard York say in English:
"Mr. Zheng, someone told me to tell you that if you perform well next time, he can give you a portion of the excess amount!"

Zheng Yingqi's expression twisted when he heard this - not hatred, but excitement. If he met his fellow villager at this time, he would definitely kneel down and call him dad willingly.

"I'd even sacrifice my life for it!"

He promised viciously.

He could risk his life for these weapons!

……

Zhang Anping watched his fellow villager, Mingjing and York leave the Western restaurant that was secretly affiliated with Global Trade.

He couldn't help but sigh.

He saw his fellow villager's behavior and, to be honest, felt very distressed.

As a wall-hanger, as a time traveler, they were all distorted by these second-hand weapons - one can imagine the situation of the Eighth Route Army.

Unfortunately, he was just one person after all, and he couldn't make a complete transformation of the equipment of the entire Eighth Route Army.

After sighing, he regrouped and "released" Zhang Shihao.

Now all the chess pieces have been placed, waiting for Wang Tianfeng to discover the "truth".

He drove to where Wang Tianfeng lived, and after exchanging secret signals with Guo Qiyu, he met Old Wang.

"Any progress?"

Zhang Anping sat lazily on the chair. He was so bored that he took down Lao Wang's hat hanging on the coat rack and played with it in his hands.

Wang Tianfeng ignored Zhang Anping's "hooligan" look and replied in a deep voice: "Not yet."

Zhang Anping laughed and said, "I heard that the thread of global trade is broken?"

"Don't look at me like that. Didn't Minglou tell me that - don't forget my catchphrase!"

Zhang Anping's catchphrase in Chongqing is: On my one acre and three mu of land...

Wang Tianfeng stared at Zhang Anping without saying anything.

He just stared.

Zhang Anping stared at him deliberately. Half a minute later, he threw his hat and hung it on the coat rack. Then he said:
"I've performed the magic trick for you, you can handle the rest yourself!"

"Hehe, you want to do something on my small piece of land without my help, hehe..."

"Hum..."

Zhang Anping hummed and stood up and left.

Wang Tianfeng did not see him off. He watched Zhang Anping leave, then stood up and walked to the coat rack, took off his hat, and touched it, and indeed found a note.

I took it out and opened it, and saw a sentence written on the note:

Global Trade, David Leqiang.

Wang Tianfeng understood that Zhang Anping must have found some clues related to "Katyusha" and came to tell him.

"Virtue..."

Lao Wang curled his lips, smiled and cursed under his breath.

Zhang Anping is still reliable!

……

Dai Leqiang, a mid-level employee of Global Trade, is extremely inconspicuous.

But once you dig deeper, you'll find that he's the Chinese person York and Bianchi trust the most.

As long as the investigation team led by Ming Lou secretly arrests Dai Leqiang, a clue that is useful to the investigation will emerge.

Dai Leqiang will also reveal countless clues that will put Tsukamoto in an absolutely passive position...

Proxying this line currently:
Wang Tianfeng was ordered to investigate "Katyusha" and Zhang Anping cooperated unconditionally. Under his operation, he first leaked the information to the Japanese. After the Japanese took it seriously, they set up an investigation team headed by Minglou.

Wang Tianfeng was able to obtain information found out by the Japanese through Minglou - the current situation is that the information stops at no large-scale "bazooka" transactions in global trade within a year.

At this time, Zhang Anping threw out the clue of "Dai Leqiang".

This will be a breakthrough and also a plug that will stop the Japanese investigation!
Zhang Anping must actively and unconditionally cooperate in the investigation of Katyusha.

This is why he threw out Dai Leqiang's line at the right time.

At this time, Tsukamoto had not yet realized that a huge trouble had come to him! (End of this chapter)