Chapter 422: Chen Gongshu is assassinated

"I don't believe it!'

However, Ba Laohu came out again to make trouble.

This old guy seemed to have a problem with Zhang Yong. He put down his wine bowl and began to question.

Zhang Yong licked his lips.

Good. It's just in time.

This guy just gives him a chance to show off.

He was like the man by Cao Cao's side, always asking, 'Why is the Chancellor laughing?'

'Actually, I didn't believe it at first.'

'It all started with the explosion at the Jinling Arsenal.'

'Didn't the Japanese send spies to blow up the Jinling Arsenal? We didn't think much of it, but the Führer couldn't stand it!'

Zhang Yong decisively stabbed the Führer in the back.

After all, these people in front of him didn't have a deep understanding of the international situation.

They probably don't even know the Führer's name. He's a master manipulator. Of all the people here, who can match him?

'Who is the Führer?' Sure enough, Tiger Ba asks the perfect question.

'The supreme commander of Germany,' Zhang Yong replies.

'Aren't they the president?' Tiger Ba seems determined to have a go at Zhang Yong.

Zhang Yong: ?

Wow! You know that?

Impressive. You know the political structure of Germany! Amazing.

Okay, let's have a go at it.

'Germany does have a president. But the president doesn't do anything. The one who does is the chancellor. Right now it's called the Führer.'

'The Germans' power is all in the hands of the Führer. Understand?'

'The Führer is called Hitler. I don't know if you've met him. Anyway, he's a madman. He wants to restore the glory of Prussia's ancestors. So, after he came to power, he vigorously developed the military industry. Now Germany's military strength is already very strong.'

Zhang Yong spoke in a measured tone.

He really wanted to brag and talk big, so that they would understand why things were going so well for him.

Talk about the international situation? Haha. You're all going to die together. I'm not afraid.

I'm not someone.

I mean everyone here is trash...

In the end, he finally calmed down a bit.

He couldn't blow things out of proportion. He had to maintain his own image!

After all, you are just a small person from Shanghai, born and raised here, and you can't possibly know much.

'What does it have to do with us?' Ba Laohu asked sullenly.

'It does,' Zhang Yong replied. 'The Führer also needs funds to develop the military industry. So he strongly supports the arms trade. We have purchased a lot of weapons and ammunition from Germany. Several divisions have been equipped. You all know this.'

'But that's your Jinling government. It's Chiang Kai-shek,' Ba Laohu seemed to clearly distinguish between the north and the south.

'Indeed. It was the Jinling government that purchased it,'

'And then?'

'A few German-equipped divisions were formed earlier. The results were quite good. Fortunately, the Führer strongly supports us, so we have a new round of expansion plans, preparing to arm 200 German-equipped divisions...'

'How many? 200?'

'Yes! 200.'

Zhang Yong remains calm and collected.

He brags without any hesitation.

In fact, there is no such thing. How could there be 200 German-equipped divisions?

The Germans don't even have 200 divisions.

Even if the Führer strongly supports it, the Nationalist government can't come up with that kind of money.

But there's no law against bragging!

Just make stuff up.

Who cares if people believe it or not.

What if some idiot actually believes it?

Heh heh.

'Of course, they'll be rotated in batches. It'll take about ten years.'

'Ten years?'

'We'll replace 20 divisions each year.'

'All from your side of the Yangtze?'

'Not really. You have to let some slip through the fingers for others. Not much. There are still ten or eight...'

'Cheapskate!'

'Haha. Well, General Han from Shandong also wanted it. So the Commander-in-Chief told him, 'Listen to me, and I'll give you three German divisions. As you know, our Commander-in-Chief never does anything without getting something in return. If you don't show any interest, how can he give you three German divisions? It's just...'

'So, there was a deal behind Marshal Han's transfer of a military unit north?'

'Of course! What else?'

Zhang Yong said as if it was only natural. He didn't feel anything was wrong at all.

Ba Laohu didn't believe him at first. But gradually, he came to believe him. It seemed that this was indeed Chiang's usual style. Meticulous. Zhang Yong's description was lifelike.

It seemed that Zhang Yong really understood Chiang very thoroughly.

No exaggeration. No embellishment.

Over there, Tong Tiangong and Yu Hongzhi looked at each other in disbelief.

It was unbelievable.

But they didn't dare not believe it.

What others said seemed to be true.

Two hundred divisions...

Frowning.

This was obviously not good news.

Mei Xiao didn't know the details and really wanted to ask, 'Really?' Did Jiang really have that much money to buy weapons and ammunition?

Fortunately, she didn't ask. Otherwise, Zhang Yong would have been in trouble.

But Tiger Ba was serious, and seemed to have also thought about the funding issue. 'Where did Old Jiang get all that money?'

'Of course it was a trade-off!' Zhang Yong answered frankly. 'It seems that many ports in the interior were opened up to the Germans. The Germans were allowed to buy things like tung oil from our country at low prices.'

'Tung oil?'

'You don't know, do you? Tung oil is a very important strategic material. It is indispensable for naval warships.'

'Tung oil...'

Tiger Ba didn't seem to believe it. But he didn't doubt it either.

Everyone else had used technical terms. If he continued to question, he would only look ignorant. He wasn't being stubborn.

He casually popped a large balloon, and Zhang Yong was afraid to speak nonsense again. Otherwise, his bragging might go too far.

So he changed the subject, 'Actually, our country is vast...'

'Po po po!'

'Po po po!'

Outside, there was suddenly the sound of hurried footsteps.

Zhang Yong looked back. He saw Ouyang Sheng barging in like a whirlwind.

Everyone was stunned.

Yu Hongzhi and Tong Tiangong looked at each other in disbelief.

What's the matter now?

Ouyang Sheng came up to Zhang Yong and whispered, 'Captain, something's happened. Station Chief Chen has been assassinated and is injured.'

'Really?' Zhang Yong's first reaction was, 'Could this be a trap?

Chen Gongshu has been assassinated? No way!

This guy is just like Wang Tianmu, both are assassins. Only they assassinate others. No one else assassinates him.

Unless he deliberately arranged it himself.

No wonder Zhang Yong is suspicious. It's just that he doesn't feel safe these days.

Alas, his own strength is not strong enough!

If he had half the ability of Yan Shuangying, he could walk sideways...

Unfortunately, he doesn't.

'Really. Seven of our brothers also died.'

'What?'

Zhang Yong was stunned.

Seven of his brothers died?

Then he definitely wasn't faking it.

No matter how he faked it, he couldn't have killed seven brothers to set up the situation.

Shit!

Chen Gongshu was actually assassinated.

How could this be?

What level was Chen Gongshu?

He was definitely a master!

Anyone who could assassinate him was definitely a master among masters.

Damn...

The Japanese spies are back with another master?

Could there be anyone more powerful than the Miyamoto clan?

Fuck...

'Sorry, I have something important to do, so I'll be going first.' Zhang Yong stood up and bowed to Ba Laohu and the others.

He took a few steps, then turned back. He said to Tong Tiangong and Yu Hongzhi, "But it won't delay our attack on Tang Village. You two get everything ready as soon as possible. I'll be back. We'll set off immediately with the team. Get it done as soon as possible.'

Tong Tiangong hurriedly said, "Okay. We'll wait for you to return!'

'Goodbye!'

'Goodbye!'

Zhang Yong said his goodbyes and left.

He quickly rejoined Yu Lexing and the others.

Yu Lexing was also very anxious. He was also very nervous. Sweat was beading on his forehead.

'Instructor Yu...'

'We've met a master.'

'Yes!'

Zhang Yong's brows were knitted together.

Yu Lexing's thoughts were similar to his. He was indeed a little nervous.

They all knew the level of Chen Gongshu.

In this world, there were definitely not many people who could assassinate Chen Gongshu.

Even if Wang Tianmu did it, it wouldn't be that easy.

And yet, he was assassinated.

Seven of his brothers also died.

How many were injured? It's hard to say.

'Where is he?'

'At the Elisabeth Hospital.'

'Bring everyone. Surround the hospital.'

'I've already arranged it.'

'Go to the hospital!'

'Yes!'

The group hurried to the Elisabeth Hospital.

This hospital was in the British concession. It was actually quite small. This was because the British concession in Tianjin was not very large.

The British and the Japanese did not get along very well. There were a lot of conflicts on this side of Tianjin. Therefore, the Japanese concession did not want to accept the British. The British concession also did not want to accept the Japanese.

The French and Americans did not have a fixed concession in Tianjin. They did not seem to be very keen on it.

When Zhang Yong arrived, Chen Gongshu had just finished surgery.

From the surgeon, Zhang Yong saw two bullet casings that had been dug out of Chen Gongshu's body.

They were both 7.65mm Browning pistol bullets.

This type of bullet was widely available on the black market. So were the guns. As a result, they could not be traced.

'Dong!'

'Dong!'

Zhang Yong picked up the bloody bullet and let go of it.

It landed in the enamel tray with a crisp sound. The uncoagulated blood splattered.

'Doctor, how is the patient?'

'It's serious. One bullet is less than a centimetre from the heart. There is internal bleeding. Whether or not the internal bleeding can be stopped is the key.'

'Doctor, please use the best medicine. The best resources.'

Zhang Yong paid directly.

At this time, anything said would be false.

Spend money!

Spend it as much as you can!

He took out ten thousand silver notes directly.

Whatever can be used, use it all.

If there is even the slightest possibility, Chen Gongshu's life must be saved. It must be saved.

According to historical development, Chen Gongshu should not die. The problem is, what if...

Alas...

Fortunately, silver notes can make people work hard.

After a large amount of silver notes were spent, the Elisabeth Hospital did use all its resources.

They even called Beiping and transferred doctors and medicine from there.

Of course, Zhang Yong paid for all of this.

However, it was still unknown whether Chen Gongshu would survive.

Because of the medical conditions at the time, even if they were the best in the world, it was still difficult to diagnose and treat internal bleeding.

One could only hope that Chen Gongshu had a strong constitution.

Of course, worrying blindly was useless. One had to fight back.

Who was the murderer?

Where was the murderer?

How was revenge to be taken?

Pressure suddenly fell on Zhang Yong's shoulders.

There was no deputy station manager at Tianjin Station. The staffing was also not large.

There were less than 30 people in the whole station.

Yes, that's right. Not even as many as Zhang Yong had under his command.

The main problem was funding.

When the Fuxing Society was first established, funding was tight.

There was not enough money for anything.

Boss Dai had to deign to go around asking people for loans.

He must have made a hundred or so phone calls to the Ministry of Finance every year. All to ask for money.

Why did Zhang Yong's status skyrocket so quickly after joining the Restoration Society halfway through? It's because he knows how to make money. He solved the biggest problem for the Restoration Society. Everyone in the organisation welcomed him?

Every time they captured a Japanese spy, they seized tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of dollars. This greatly eased the financial difficulties of the Restoration Society.

If it weren't for the recent gradual increase in funding, Chen Gongshu's men would probably not even number 30. Before, there were only a dozen or so.

'Shaolong, you are the only one who can preside over this matter.'

'Good!'

Zhang Yong did not demur.

At this time, the most important thing was to deal with the Japanese invaders.

Since everyone was under his command, he would not be polite. He immediately ordered a telegram to be sent to report to Jinling.

The telegram was sent in the names of Zhang Yong and Yu Lexing.

Mao Renfeng received the report and hurriedly came to see the head of the department.

'The people from the Miyamoto family may have gone to Tianjinwei.' The head of the department was still of some calibre and could tell from the signs.

'Then...' Mao Renfeng's heart was racing.

The perverts from the Miyamoto family.

They actually went to Tianjin as well? And they even attacked Chen Gongshu?

Chen Gongshu was careless and didn't notice, so he was ambushed. Fortunately, Zhang Yong is still here. This guy should be able to hold things together.

The Miyamoto family was previously taken care of by Zhang Yong.

'Send a reply. Tell Zhang Yong to take charge of all work at Tianjin Station.' The department head made a prompt decision, 'Tell him that the people from the Miyamoto family have already arrived in Tianjin. The real target may be him. Chen Gongshu may have encountered him by chance. Tell him to be careful about his own safety.'

'Good!'

Mao Renfeng hurriedly went out to send the telegram.

Soon, the telegram arrived at the telecommunications office of Tianjin Station. It was then translated.

'Miyamoto?'

Zhang Yong's eyebrows rose.

An old enemy that refuses to leave.

A narrow path.

Good, arrange it!