Bourne: Command and Conquer

Chapter 1026: , the leftover old man

Chapter 1026, The Leftover Old Man

 She shelled a corrupt warship?

 Zhang Yong’s first reaction was that it was done by a Japanese spy.

  To sow discord.

  Frame the blame.

 We Chinese people should not have...

  But it’s not certain. What if someone is really that brave!

 Some people among the people hate all foreigners. no matter who. All are their targets.

never mind. Too lazy to think too much.

 Leading the team, they headed straight for the thirty Czech light machine guns.

The only real thing is to take advantage of the chaos and get it first.

 Once the thing was in Zhang Yong’s hands, it was definitely impossible to hand it over.

No, the Fourth Air Police Regiment is preparing to expand, and it must stock up on weapons in advance now.

  Would rather let the weapons wait for the people. Don't let people wait for weapons.

 He has almost planned the weapons on the German freighters. Small arms monopoly. Turn in heavy weapons.

 The Czech light machine gun is of course a light weapon.

 “Your Majesty Commissioner…”

"Open!"

"yes."

 The dock administrator did not dare to neglect and hurriedly opened the warehouse.

 Zhang Yong waved his hand, and the others immediately went in first. check carefully. Found wooden boxes one by one. It was stuffed with straw.

 At that time, straw was the best buffer. The portions are large and sufficient. Still cheap.

 “Bang!”

 “Bang!”

 Pry open the wooden box.

 Sure enough, a large number of Czech light machine gun parts were found.

Thirty pieces. They are all dismantled. Requires assembly before use. Of course, this is all childish.

 Among all the machine guns, this is the one the Chinese are most familiar with.

 Three times five divided by two, the first Czech light machine gun was assembled.

 Zhang Yong brought it over with both hands. check carefully.

A little disappointed.

 It is not an imported product. It's counterfeit.

 The quality is barely passable. There are the words Fengtian Arsenal on it.

 Could it be transported here by a Japanese spy?

It’s really good.

 It’s a free pick.

 Although there are no bullets. But he Zhang Yong has.

The single most powerful thing about the system is that it doesn’t seem to require energy to produce ammunition?

  Anyway, his ammunition warehouse has all kinds of ammunition. The quantity cannot be said to be too much. But it's definitely enough.

  Like the 7.92*57mm Mauser rifle cartridge. Always maintain the appearance of thousands of rounds.

 is in constant supply. There's still more left after running out.

 He is not a field force. There are thousands of rounds of ammunition, enough for a single battle.

 “It’s all assembled.”

 “Move them all out!”

 Zhang Yong gave the order decisively.

Turning to the dock manager, he said: “Whose manifest is it?”

 “I don’t know!” The dock manager sweated on his forehead. He didn't realize at all that there was actually a batch of weapons inside.

"Then I took it all away." Zhang Yong said bluntly, "I can't find the inventory. It's an ownerless thing. Our Fuxing Society Secret Service confiscated everything."

 “Good, good, good.” The dockmaster couldn’t ask for more.

 Zhang Yong should take it away.

 The most fearful thing is tracing.

If anyone wants to pursue it, they all have to bear the responsibility.

"follow me."

 Zhang Yong continued to check other warehouses.

 There is also a warehouse that also has weapon signs. Shown are all shell guns.

 Since they are all contraband. Zhang Yong confiscated them all.

 No one dares to jump out and claim it.

 “Clang!”

 “Clang!”

 Another warehouse was opened.

 There are messy sacks inside. Are they filled with medicinal materials?

right. medicinal materials. Strong medicinal flavor.

 “Whose goods?”

 “Zhou Baosen.”

"who?"

 Zhang Yong brought over the bill of lading.

 Judgment is a fake name. He is a tool man. Who is the financial backer behind this needs to be investigated.

 However, Zhang Yong was too lazy to check. No matter who he is. Anyway, I confiscated them all. All shell guns. All confiscated. There are also medicinal materials.

etc…

Medicine…

 It seems that I need to set up a new department.

 It is specially responsible for handling all kinds of stolen goods. Turn it into cash. It's best to turn them into weapons and ammunition.

 The sacks were cut open one by one, and the shell guns were taken out from them.

 There are fifty branches in total. No bullets.

  That’s okay too. Although it is a shell gun. But the quality is good.

It is also produced by Fengtian Arsenal. They have very high technology in imitating shell guns.

 Come out of the warehouse.

 At this time, the chaos at the dock intensified.

 The police arrived.

 The military police arrived.

 The warships of the Republic of China, which were bombarded, were slowly reducing their speed.

 At the same time, turn the muzzle of the gun to face the south.

However, it obviously did not find a target to bombard. It’s no use having cannons.

You can't just fire randomly on the ground, right?

You can see British sailors running around on the deck of the warship, standing ready. All weapons on the warship are in place.

 Zhang Yong silently checked the weapon signs.

  127 mm naval gun…

  37mm anti-aircraft gun…

 Torpedo launch…

 Depth charge launch…

 This is the main weapon of British warships.

 Judging from the size, it should be a destroyer with a displacement of about a thousand tons.

well…

 The country is weak and is being bullied!

 Foreign warships can sail unimpeded in China's inland rivers. It's like returning to your own back garden.

Not only the battleships carrying the Union Jack, but also the Stars and Stripes, the Tricolor, and the Sun Flag, all can pass without hindrance. I don’t know where the national navy is?

 Oh, the national navy doesn’t even have a decent destroyer. What to use for defense?

 The map prompts that Gu Bafeng is coming.

 Haha, he has a headache tonight.

 The Gendarmerie Headquarters held a high position and was deeply trusted by Chiang Kai-shek.

 However, if something happens, the first one to be questioned is the Military Police Headquarters.

Who asked them to take full-time responsibility for the security of Jinling?

If there is any trouble in Jinling, be the first to find them. They were the first to be scolded.

 Suddenly, his eyes moved.

I actually saw Xu Enzeng.

This old and cunning guy actually came to the dock?

 Could it be that you smell something again?

Shortly afterwards, Zhang Yong discovered that Ding Mocun and Li Shiqun had also arrived.

 The two of them…

 Haven’t appeared for a long time.

 Zhang Yong tried to remember. indeed so.

Ding Mocun and Li Shiqun have not seen Zhang Yong for many days.

 For some time, he, Zhang Yong, had been working hard in Shanghai. Didn't meet them. I guess they specifically avoided Shanghai Beach.

 They are all masters!

Since I am not your opponent Zhang Yong, I will avoid you.

 You are in Shanghai, and I am somewhere else.

 Since you, Zhang Yong, are just one person, you can't be separated and you can't control so much.

 Where you Zhang Yong cannot reach, there is always room for us to move. The world is so big, it’s impossible for you, Zhang Yong, to monopolize it...

 Suddenly, a red dot entered the map.

Check. No label. But there are weapons.

  Nothing said.

Grasp!

The money for Jiang Tuan’s meal tonight is just in time to be reimbursed by the Japanese invaders.

  First move with a small team. It's unpleasant to be in large numbers.

 Sneaking closer.

 Meet head on.

 Soon, the target appeared in sight.

Wearing a felt hat. Looks like a coolie begging for food on the dock.

However, Zhang Yong raised his telescope and recognized it after just one glance. The other party is definitely not an ordinary spy.

how to say?

 Perhaps he is from the Miyamoto family again.

The face is somewhat familiar.

 Okay, it’s him.

 “The target has no weapons on him.”

 “Try to catch them alive!”

 Zhang Yong issued the order.

Everyone took action immediately.

 A few minutes later, the target entered the ambush circle.

 Everyone jumped out from the side immediately. Surround the target in the middle. Then swarmed up.

 What was supposed to be a sure thing, suddenly changed.

The target reacted very quickly and jumped down quickly. At the same time, he picked up a piece of mud from the ground and threw it at Cen Zhaohai.

 Cen Zhaohai was caught off guard, was hit, and staggered.

 Zhang Yong suddenly frowned.

 Good guy. This Japanese invader is very capable!

 A piece of clay can be smashed with such great force. Fortunately it's not a stone.

 In the blink of an eye, the target was already in a melee with Cen Zhaohai.

 Cen Zhaohai was overturned on the spot. The target attempted to **** the weapon.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

 Lu Keming fired decisively.

 Something is not right.

 The target cannot be allowed to **** the weapon. Otherwise, there will be endless troubles.

 Two shots.

 All hit the target.

 One shot in the calf. One shot was in the lower abdomen.

  It happens to be the key point of men.

 It was not Lu Keming’s intention. Purely accidental.     Accidents have unexpected benefits. It was this shot that caused the Japanese invaders to lose their mobility on the spot.

 There is no way, that place is too terrible. No one can bear it.

The fierce Japanese spy was immediately paralyzed on the ground, covering his crotch with his hands, twisting and rolling desperately, it was too miserable to watch.

Others immediately rushed forward and held the Japanese invaders firmly.

 Lu Keming tore the clothes of the Japanese invaders. It was found that a piece of the vital part had been knocked off. One of the **** is missing.

 Zhang Yong came forward. He bent down and took a look. I also feel very curious.

The black man's marksmanship is really amazing.

 “Hello, old man Landan…”

 Said seriously.

The Japanese spy's face suddenly looked aggrieved, as if he was going to explode on the spot.

 The whole person seems to have turned into a cooked shrimp. All red. There seemed to be raging anger burning in his body.

 However, it was useless.

 The ropes and handcuffs bound him tightly.

 His mouth was also stuffed with rags. It was stuffed very tightly. It's hard to breathe. Not to mention yelling.

 Zhang Yong bent down and looked again.

 “Oops, another egg is about to fall out. I’m going to become an eggless old man.”

 A look of regret.

 That is the basis of man’s existence!

 Once it is gone, life would be worse than death.

 What’s the point of living!

 “Ah ah ah…”

 “Ah ah ah…”

 The spy let out an indistinct roar.

  The sound is completely vibrated from the throat. It felt like my Adam's apple was going to burst on the spot.

 Zhang Yong turned a blind eye.

  What a curious baby looks like.

 The Japanese spies were getting angrier. Crazy twist. struggle. But it didn't work.

 Bound tightly. Incompetent rage.

 Zhang Yong searched him.

 Just bought it and immediately felt happy.

 What did you touch? Banknote! Still from Citibank.

take it out.

 Sure enough, there was a thick stack of silver notes.

 The face value is 100 silver dollars. There are hundreds of them. very thick.

 Happy and cool. Ten thousand oceans!

 Eating Jiangtuan for three months is enough. Beautiful.

 Clap the spy on the face with a banknote to express gratitude. They are the parents who provide food and clothing!

I can’t even imagine that one day he would catch all the spies. The daily tasks are gone. Maybe life is no longer fun.

 Catching Japanese spies is to open a blind box.

 You never know what you will find on them.

You can never tell how much money the spy will carry with him!

I have to say that opening blind boxes can also be addictive.

Sometimes, he would even study, is there any guarantee of 80 draws for this thing?

 Hand out your hand.

 Pull the rag out of the spy's mouth.

 He believed that a spy would not commit suicide. Because the other party is already super angry.

Anger is also the driving force that supports people’s survival.

 The same goes for Japanese spies.

"idiot!"

 Sure enough, the Japanese spy yelled angrily.

 Hands of wanting to vent all his anger on Zhang Yong.

 “Come and take off his clothes.”

 “Baga! What are you going to do?”

"We Chinese people rarely have the opportunity to see Old Man Landan. I will take you to the pier now and let everyone visit for free."

 “Baga! You devil!”

“How about a fee? Let’s pay 50-50. I have a good reputation as a person..."

 “Ah ah ah…”

 The spy is furious.

 Want to commit suicide. But he found a slight sneer at the corner of Zhang Yong's mouth.

 He thought of it instantly. The other party was not afraid of him committing suicide at all. Maybe even expecting him to commit suicide.

 Get out of anger.

 Incompetent and furious.

If it falls into Zhang Yong's hands, it's all fake.

 You should never, never should, come out at this time. Then he met Zhang Yong. If you want to complain, you can only blame Amaterasu for not doing enough...

 “Let’s go! Old Man Shandan!” Zhang Yong patted the other party’s shoulder affectionately.

 “What do you want?” The spy suddenly calmed down.

 Anger cannot solve problems.

 Anger will only make you die. Become a joke.

What if Zhang Yong calls a few reporters to take pictures and then publish them in the newspaper tomorrow...

 Others may not be able to do it. But Zhang Yong definitely will.

This guy has never had a bottom line. Just look at his fight with Xuan Tiewu.

 In order to defeat Xuan Tiewu, this Zhang Yong also used any means and no means. Expect the other party to let you go. That is impossible.

 “Do you understand the rules?” Zhang Yong said meaningfully.

 The spy is silent.

  Rules. He understands. One hundred thousand oceans.

 The problem is, he doesn’t.

 Can’t get it either.

 One hundred thousand oceans is not a small number.

Although he is confident, he is powerless when it comes to money.

"don't know?"

 Zhang Yong rolled up his sleeves.

 Be prepared to teach others the rules.

By the way, I haven’t used an electric baton for a long time.

Now…

 “I don’t have that many.” The spy said.

“Then tell me who bombarded the British warship.” Zhang Yong got straight to the point.

 “What warship?” The spy was confused.

 Zhang Yong:…

 Finished. This guy has no idea.

 He seems to have come from the south. Calculating the time of the bombardment, it may still be far away from the shore.

The other party may not have heard the sound of the shell exploding.

 After all, the sound of a mortar explosion is not very loud.

But, wait...

 Zhang Yong suddenly thought of a question.

 That is, how is the mortar aimed? Why is it so accurate?

 More than ten years later, during the Battle of Crossing the Yangtze River, the Huaye artillery and the British ship Amethyst exchanged fire. The hit rate is actually very low. Probably less than 1%.

In other words, out of 100 shells fired, only one or two may hit the warship.

  purely in terms of casualties, the Huaye Artillery actually suffered a loss. Land artillery is no match for naval artillery.

However, just now, the mortar hit with one shot.

 Is it a coincidence?

 If it is not a coincidence, it cannot be explained.

 No matter how good the artilleryman is, you can't hit the warship on the river with one shot from a long distance!

 Mortars are not within the map monitoring range, at least 1200 meters away. Moreover, the gunner cannot directly see the warship. That is, indirect aiming must be used. It's too difficult here.

 Shaking his head.

 Don’t think about it.

 It’s definitely a coincidence. It was an accident.

Zhang Yong absolutely does not believe that there are such powerful gunners in this world.

"you do not know?"

"what do you know?"

 “What’s your name? You’re from Wakayama?”

 “What Wakayama?”

 “Are you from the Kumano family? You are the libertine from the Kumano family…”

"I'm not!"

 The spy categorically denied it. Fierce words.

 Obviously, he felt humiliated when the word libertine was mentioned.

“No. You must be from the Kumano family.”

"I'm not!"

 “You must be. That libertine in your family...”

 “I am from the Akamatsu family.”

 “Masahide Akamatsu? Gisuke Akamatsu?”

 “Huh? You know?”

 The Japanese spy said he was very surprised.

This Zhang Yong actually knows the ancestors of the Chisong family.

He also said that those were ancestors from the Warring States Period, people who lived hundreds of years ago.

 “Just a small person, not worth mentioning.”

"you…"

“Do you dare to say that they are better than Urakami Munekage and Ashikaga Yoshiaki?”

"you…"

 “Longye City is just a small village.”

"What?"

 “Harima is a small village.”

"you…"

 The spy was angry and anxious. But there was no way to refute.

 Compared with China, which has a vast territory and abundant resources, Harima is indeed a small place. Tatsuno Castle is even smaller.

 At that time, the total number of people around Longye City was probably less than 10,000. The number of soldiers that can be prepared is only a few hundred.

 “What are you doing here?”

"I…"

“It seems like you really want to be a leftover old man!”

"I…"

 The spy's face suddenly turned extremely ugly.

 Between social death and leaking secrets. He couldn't decide. My mind is in a mess.

 Zhang Yong waved his hand.

 Everyone came forward…

"I said!"

 The spy finally made a choice.

have no choice.

 Frustrated.

 But what else can be done?

 Are you really going to be a leftover old man? Let everyone around you come and watch?

"now it's right…"

  【To be continued】

 (End of this chapter)

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