Chapter 435: Who are you threatening? Haha

The first meeting ended on an unhappy note.

Shigeki Maekawa left in a huff.

Takeo Kishida hesitated to say anything, and eventually followed him out.

Zhang Yong took the thick stack of banknotes. He pulled out two and flicked them. They were good. They should be real. They can be cashed.

At this moment in time, the Japanese people have not yet learned to falsify.

Except for false claims of military victories, of course.

To be on the safe side, Zhang Yong takes out five 200-silver-dollar notes and sends someone to the Bank of Deposit and Credit to cash them. The result is a smooth cash-out of 1,000 taiyang. Then he deposits them back.

He now has too many taiyang. There are still hundreds of thousands buried in the coal pile! Use them as needed.

Mei Xiao suddenly arrived. He was accompanied by two Japanese spies.

They were the third and fourth leaders of the Iron Wire Fist. These two guys were very proactive.

'Shaolong, we have completed our mission.'

'Really? You guys are amazing. You are really the backbone of the Iron Wire Fist!'

'Ah, thank you...'

'Without you guys, the Iron Wire Fist would probably have disbanded.'

'You're too kind...'

'Let's go check out the weapons and equipment. Let's see what goodies you've all got.'

'Okay!'

Fourth in command Yu Hongzhi took the lead and showed Zhang Yong the weapons.

Just as Zhang Yong had guessed. It was Ying Qiqi again. There were only 20 of them. Not a single bullet.

The guns themselves were also relatively old. Estimated to be more than 20 years old.

I have to say, the Japanese are really petty. They wouldn't even spare the trouble of giving new guns.

'Where are the bullets?'

'Can't get them...'

'How can you do without bullets?'

'Bullets are hard to find...'

Yu Hongzhi complained,

he didn't want to give them. On purpose.

The Japanese definitely had the British 77 bullets in their hands. But they didn't want to give them.

If they gave Zhang Yong the British 77 rifle and the bullets, it would be a complete killing machine. The Japanese invaders of course didn't want to do such a thing. They would be kicking their own feet.

'Where did you get them?'

'Someone was selling them privately. There were only guns, no bullets.'

'Oh...'

Zhang Yong said he believed it.

This excuse the Japanese came up with was really lame. Black market trading?

Who would trade Ying Qiqi?

There were only guns, no bullets. What was the point of buying them and using them as fire-starting sticks?

Do they take me for an idiot?

'What about the yellow explosives?' Zhang Yong changed the subject.

He knew that the Japanese would not fall for it so easily. They would definitely only be willing to give him the guns. They would not be willing to give him the bullets.

And he would not push for it. The space in his bag could provide some ammunition. Although the quantity was small, it could be used in an emergency.

Anyway, he can't take part in large-scale battles.

'Here!'

The third in command, Tong Tiangong, took out the yellow dynamite.

He hadn't shrunk much.

He said it was 50 catties of yellow dynamite. There were really about 40 catties.

It was divided into eight pieces. Each piece weighed 5 catties.

Yellow dynamite is actually very safe. At room temperature, it will not detonate even with a normal impact.

In fact, even if it is hit by a bullet, the yellow dynamite will not explode.

In some movies and TV dramas, a burning bullet hits a bag of explosives and then the bag explodes. Strictly speaking, this is actually unlikely. Because the only thing that can detonate an explosive charge is a detonator.

'Where's the detonator?'

'There isn't one!'

'How can it be detonated without a detonator?'

'But you didn't say anything about a detonator...'

'I...'

Zhang Yong frowned.

These Japanese spies are really cunning.

I think this guy has it all planned out. He only gave us the yellow explosive. No detonators.

At that time, detonators were also strictly controlled. Ordinary people simply couldn't get hold of them.

But...

Zhang Yong had them.

To be precise, Chen Gongshu had them.

What did Chen Gongshu do? He was an expert in assassinations and blasting.

He was one of the most capable people in the Fuxing Society.

He was in charge of the Tianjin Station, and there was no shortage of other supplies, but there was definitely no shortage of detonators. And there were a lot of them. All kinds.

The TNT was handed over to Yu Lexing.

Speaking of explosives and such. Yu Lexing's level was not inferior to Chen Gongshu's. He could make all kinds of explosive packs.

In fact, the Tianjin Station also had TNT. There was also a lot of it.

Chen Gongshu had a hobby of hoarding TNT and detonators. This guy's hobbies are quite unique too.

They're all such unique individuals!

"Okay, since we're all set, let's go right away.'

'Right now?'

'Yes.'

'Then I'll go gather the men...'

'No need. I have the men.'

'What about the sharpshooters from the Northeastern Army that you gathered earlier...'

'We won't need them for now!'

'Then...'

The two Japanese spies were suddenly dumbfounded.

What?

Zhang Yong is actually going to ditch Tie Xianquan and go it alone?

He's going to act alone?

Holy shit!

I didn't expect this!

They had thought they could do a slide tackle and knock Zhang Yong over. Then they could step on him.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yong's reaction was also very strange. Their plan might fall through.

'Let's go get ready...'

'No need to get ready. Both of you, don't move! Don't leave my side!'

'This...'

'Don't get me wrong. I'm doing this for your safety!'

'We...'

The two Japanese spies were dumbfounded.

Zhang Yong was overjoyed inside.

Damn, before, all day long, people kept saying, 'I'm doing this for your own good, for your safety.' Now, he finally had the chance to say this to someone else.

Haha!

I'm doing this for your own good!

Yes! I'm doing this for your own good! To prevent you from going and tipping off the enemy!

No one is going anywhere.

Anyone who tries to leave will get shot.

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

Immediately, Zhong Yang came over with the veterans.

They had all changed into civilian clothes. The ragged military uniforms had long been burnt.

According to Zhang Yong, from then on, they would have no further contact with the 29th Army. Their information would also be destroyed within the 29th Army.

Two Japanese spies?

What's going on?

Where did all those people come from?

And they're all holding English 77s? It looks like they have a lot of bullets too.

Damn it...

They must report...

Otherwise...

'Shao Long, we...'

'Why are you two so nosy? Are you going to inform on us?'

'No, no...'

'If not, that's good. From now on, no one is allowed to leave. Otherwise, you'll be suspected of informing on us.'

'Understood, understood!'

The two Japanese spies inwardly groaned in frustration.

Damn it, Zhang Yong!

He made his words sound so threatening. They didn't dare to argue.

To argue would be to reveal their secret.

Fortunately, Zhang Yong has not yet discovered their identities. He doesn't know that they are Japanese spies.

It's just a general security procedure.

Before the operation, it is strictly forbidden for anyone to act alone, which is indeed for the sake of security. It seems that they are not being targeted specifically.

Let's go.

Heading to Tang Village.

Soon, approaching the target.

Zhang Yong quietly observes the surroundings. No abnormalities are detected.

Inside Tang Village, there are four red dots. More than 30 white dots. Indeed, there are only 40 enemies.

The information from the two Japanese spies was correct.

A quick battle.

Once the gun starts firing, the nearby Japanese invaders will come to reinforce.

From the sound of gunfire to evacuation, there is only 30 minutes. Once it exceeds 30 minutes, there is a possibility of being passive.

However, Zhang Yong soon discovered that Tangcun is easy to defend but difficult to attack.

There are complete fortifications.

There are hidden machine gun fire points.

Without heavy weapons, it is not easy to quickly capture.

In fact, the Japanese had calculated this. They definitely won't let you exploit a loophole easily. They definitely will hold you back for 30 minutes.

This is the bait.

It's also the hook.

Once hooked, it's hard to get away.

'Shaolong, this is a bit difficult,' Yu Lexing also noticed.

After all, he is an expert.

In terms of vision alone, he is much more professional than Zhang Yong.

'The Japanese invaders have made special arrangements,' Zhang Yong changed his mind, "let's fire a few shots and withdraw.'

'Not attacking Tang Village?" Tong Tiangong became anxious.

No! We can't withdraw!

If we withdraw, it won't have any effect!

If we fire a few shots and withdraw, how will the Japanese troops that are rushing up behind us surround and destroy Zhang Yong?

'Fire. But not now.'

'Then...'

Yu Lexing still didn't understand.

If it's a quiet retreat, then don't shoot.

If you're going to shoot, then...

'Bang!'

Suddenly, gunfire broke out.

It was Zhang Yong who had drawn his gun and fired. He was using a Browning M1935 pistol.

The distance was over 200 metres.

Where would the bullets fly? Only heaven knows.

'Bang!'

Everyone else also fired.

Only Ying Qiqi was an exception. Because it was indeed difficult to find bullets for his pistol. He would save every bullet he could.

'Retreat!'

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

Zhong Yang immediately led the others to retreat. They quickly disappeared.

Zhang Yong, Yu Lexing, Cao Mengqi and the others stayed behind to observe. Of course, there were also the two Japanese spies Tong Tiangong and Yu Hongzhi.

They silently calculated the time.

Sure enough, about 35 minutes later, some Japanese invaders appeared.

It was a small team. They carried grenade launchers and light machine guns. They were just the first batch of reinforcements. There were more behind them.

'Go!'

Zhang Yong immediately led the men to evacuate.

He didn't care what would happen next.

Anyway, the Japanese invaders had missed their target.

Tong Tiangong was unwilling to accept this and said, 'Shaolong, are we just giving up?'

'No!' Zhang Yong replied seriously, 'I'm calling this a mixture of truth and falsehood, of reality and illusion. We're deliberately letting the Japanese invaders become complacent.'

'What do you mean?' Yu Hongzhi said he didn't understand.

'You know the story of the boy who cried wolf, don't you?' Zhang Yong spoke with confidence. "We retreat this time. We wait until the Japanese have gone and then come back. Then the Japanese send out another unit. We retreat again. We repeat this a few times, and the Japanese get annoyed. They think we're bluffing again. So they stop sending out units. Then our chance will come!'

'What a brilliant plan!" Yu Hongzhi said.

I think it's strange that we would fall for it.

Whenever the gunshots start, we'll go out. We're not afraid of hardship. We're not afraid of hard work.

We'll never give you the chance.

Zhang Yong's expressionless.

These two Japanese devils, heh. I'll tire you out.

Every time they come over, they'll fire a few shots and then turn and run. We'll repeat this dozens of times. I'll see how long you Japanese invaders can last.

'Of course, I've read The Art of War,' Zhang Yong is unashamed.

'Shaolong, you really are a genius,' Tong Tiangong flattered.

'Thank you!' Zhang Yong beamed.

He was in a good mood.

He had successfully extorted more than 30,000 taels of silver from Mao Chuanshu.

It wasn't a lot of money, but he felt a sense of accomplishment.

What should he do next?

Sweep the streets.

Repeat what he did on Shanghai Beach.

Dig out all the hidden Japanese spies. Gather a crowd. Make a profit.

Confiscate all the money from the rich. For the poor, let Mao Xuanxiu ransom them.

After all, traitors are rich. If the traitors are rich, it means Mao Xuanxiu is rich. If Mao Xuanxiu is rich, it means Zhang Yong is rich...

Is the logic correct?

'Yang Zhi, do you have a map of Tianjin?'

'It's in the data room.'

'Good. Let's go back to No. 49 Shihu Street first,'

Zhang Yong said.

He immediately led the team back.

Then he received a report that there had been another phone call from Beiping. The tone was still very aggressive. They also said that they would send someone to collect the goods. If they were not given, they would ask on the spot.

'Send someone?'

'That's what the other party said.'

'If they are not given, they will ask on the spot?'

'That's what they said.'

'I see.'

Zhang Yong's face was expressionless.

It seems that the people from Beiping are very arrogant!

They speak so condescendingly!

And they even sent someone to my door! And they even asked me right there! Damn, I was almost scared.

Damn. I, Zhang Yong, am not even that arrogant!

I want to see who is so cocky as to come to my door and try to rub my face in the dirt!

Even Shu Maochuan wouldn't be so arrogant. Who does he think he is?

'Ring ring ring...'

'Ring ring ring...'

Suddenly, the phone rang again.

Zhang Yong picked up the receiver.

'I'm looking for Zhang Yong!' Someone was angry on the other end of the line.

'Who is this?' Zhang Yong said he didn't know.

The voice was very unfamiliar.

He hadn't heard it before.

'Are you Zhang Yong?'

'That's right. I'm Zhang Yong. Who are you?'

'Wachi Eiji.'

'Oh?'

Zhang Yong's eyes lit up.

This phone call had been very popular recently.

So many people had called to greet him. Now even Wachi Eiji had come.

'What is it?'

'You, the sugar guy, hand it over.'

'Why?'

'You, the sugar guy, hand it over.'

'No way.'

'Then I'll kill all your people.'

'Go ahead! You kill my people, I'll kill yours. I have more people than you.'

'Damn it, Zhang Yong, don't push it! I'm telling you, in Tianjin, you don't rule the roost!'

'Actually, I've always had a question.'

'What?'

'You've been hiding in Tianjin, afraid to go to Jinling, afraid to go to Shanghai. Is it because you're afraid?'

'You...'

He Zhiying flew into a rage.

Of course it wasn't because he was afraid. It was because there was really something going on in Tianjin.

How should I put it? In Jinling and Shanghai, the Japanese presence was more of an infiltration. They were not yet in a position to control the situation fundamentally. Threats were almost useless.

But Tianjin was different.

In Tianjin, the Japanese threat was very effective.

Every time the Japanese threatened, the local garrison would give in. As a result, the Japanese army had 7,000 troops stationed outside Beiping.

In Tianjin, the Japanese military police could come and go from the city centre almost freely.

Apart from not being allowed to carry heavy weapons, they could come and go as they pleased. The garrison had long since lost its sovereignty.

Outside Tianjin, in places like Dagu Port and Tanggu, the Japanese army was also stationed.

Inside the Bohai Bay, there were only Japanese warships.

All merchant ships, without Japanese approval, were unable to navigate. This also included British merchant ships.

Therefore, the relationship between the British and the Japanese was quite bad.

'Return my people!'

'Who? Who are your people? Name one.'

Zhang Yong was confused.

He wasn't pretending.

He really couldn't tell them apart.

He was dizzy from catching Japanese spies.

Who was who? How could he remember so many?

He didn't even ask the name of the one who was caught before, the one whose family could develop photos.

Then he caught another one, and he couldn't remember the name either.

It seems that there was another one who stole the city's defence deployment map. What was his name?

Damn it...

I can't remember at all.

Alas, at such a young age, with such a poor memory, what's going to happen in the future?

He vowed secretly to abstain from sex starting today...

Oh, wait a minute.

He will abstain from sex after consummating the marriage with Mei Luyong...

'You...'

and Tomoe were suddenly at a loss for words.

If Zhang Yong was pretending, he might be able to accept it. But...

It didn't feel like Zhang Yong was pretending.

This son of a bitch really seemed to have forgotten.

He had captured their men, but he didn't seem to care at all? Ahhh...

It's so hard to feel despised.

'Tell me. Which one do you want? Don't say their names. I can't remember. Just say what they do.'

'The first one, the one who was spying on your Tientsin station...'

'Oh, the one that can develop photos at home.'

'That's right. That's him.'

'Oh, him, 5,000 taels of silver!'

'You bastard!'

'6,000!'

'Bitching! Don't say it again!'

'7,000!'

'...'

He Zhiying hurriedly shut up.

Bitching! You're still raising the price! You money-grubbing bastard!

Despicable!

Shameless!

I've never seen anyone with such no class!

No matter what you do, your first reaction is to ask for money! You have no aspirations at all!

You're an agent!

You're an agent of the Special Branch of the Restoration Society!

Can you be more professional?

We're professionals against professionals!

Don't keep talking about money. It's so tacky...

After regaining his composure, He Zhiying said angrily, 'You kill me, and I'll kill a thousand of your civilians to atone for my life.'

'Go ahead. Do whatever you want. There are a lot of people in your Japanese concession.'

Zhang Yong yawned.

Who was he threatening?

Would he be threatened? That was too much...

There were also many Japanese nationals in the Japanese concession, who were afraid of whom?

'You...'

He Zhiying II gritted his teeth.

But he also knew that it was not easy to threaten the other party.

The other party was not a good guy.

The point is that the other party is really a ruthless person. Threats are useless. It's not good. He really would kill everyone in the Japanese concession.

As for Zhang Yong, the information that He Zhiying has is basically limited to a few things: greedy for money and women, ruthless, and has no bottom line. To put it bluntly, he is a tough nut to crack. He has no weak points. If you dare to do something, he will do fifteen times as much. If you kill one of his men, he will dare to kill ten of yours. Meeting an opponent like this is really a headache.

However, He Zhiying will not pay to ransom the person.

The negotiations have broken down.

He hangs up the phone.

Zhang Yong hangs up too.

What, trying to intimidate me? Haha.

Well, we still need to catch more Japanese spies to get more bargaining chips.

'Ma Yu!'

'Yes!'

Ma Yu rushes over.

He is now the ambassador-in-residence. He is dedicated to guarding 49 Shihu Street. It seems that he can't do anything else.

Chen Gongshu is so capable that the people around him are mediocre.

Chen Gongshu does everything himself. It seems that he doesn't need anyone else.

'Where are the Japanese spies?'

'In the small black room at the back.'

'Okay, you interrogate them and register their names.'

'Yes!'

Ma Yu promised and left.

Zhang Yong also didn't bother to ask for any other information. He guessed that they wouldn't tell anyway.

There were no professional prison cells or torture rooms at 49 Shihu Street, so there was no way to interrogate them. It is estimated that the interrogation will not yield results.

What should be done now?

Of course, go catch a few Japanese spies for backup. The more the merrier.

'Report!'

Suddenly, the radio operator arrived.

He handed Zhang Yong a telegram.

Zhang Yong took it and looked at it. It was sent from the headquarters on Goose Lane.

The content was very simple: Zhang Yong was asked to find a British man named 'Dickens'. Then safely take him to the British Consulate.