Chapter 498: I'm flattered

At that time, there were several railway stations in Tianjin.

When the railway was first built, the contractors belonging to different countries worked separately.

Some countries had internal conflicts, so the railway construction was also a matter of dispute.

After the defeat of the Beiyang government, not much money was invested in making changes. As a result, the railway stations in Tianjin had old and new passenger stations, old and new freight stations, etc. They were fragmented.

The railway lines from Beiping, the railway lines from the northeast, and the railway lines from Jinpu Road did not form a unified whole. It wasn't until the Japanese came that a lot of effort was put into making changes. Connecting them together.

The Japanese were of course not being kind. It was to facilitate railway transport. To prepare for future invasion.

After the Japanese had made their changes, the railway lines in the three directions could finally meet and connect smoothly. Trains from the northeast could go all the way south to Jinling via Tianjinwei. Trains from Beiping could also reach Jinling. In theory.

However, the railway stations in the three directions could not be modified. The Japanese invaders could not invest more money for the time being.

Among them, the trains returning from Beiping all stopped at the West Station.

If Zhang Yong wanted to catch someone, he would have to come to the West Station.

The West Station is also the shabbiest of all the train stations. It is the oldest.

Previously, Zhang Yong got off the train at this West Station. After getting off the train, he had a very bad impression of Tianjin.

Wait outside.

Wait for the Japanese businessmen to come out.

Okay, one, two, three, four of them are coming out...

Confirm. They are the Japanese business delegation.

Okay!

Surround them immediately.

'Baka!'

'What do you want?'

A Japanese businessman shouted angrily.

They were openly Japanese and had a very arrogant attitude.

In fact, no one inside the train station dared say anything to them. The Japanese invaders were very arrogant in North China.

Even when travelling to and from Beiping, these Japanese people also enjoyed privileges.

However, they had hit a brick wall today.

'Arrest them!'

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

Sorry, I'm also arrogant. More arrogant than all of you.

I'm also rude. Very rude.

'Baka!'

Immediately, some Japanese merchants resisted.

They shouted arrogantly. No one dared to get close.

The result...

Crackling...

Splashing...

'Po!'

'Ah...'

All kinds of beatings.

All kinds of screams.

Dozens of police cadets pounced on the dozen Japanese invaders and started beating them up.

No guns were used. But there was no way they could fight off a dozen people. Soon, all the Japanese invaders were beaten up, their faces swollen and their screams incessant. They were finally tied up.

'Who are you? How dare you arrest us? We are from the Empire of Japan...'

'My name is Qiu Tianlai. I am the young master of Qiu Manor. I'm sorry, everyone. I want to arrest you. Don't resist. Otherwise...'

Before he could finish, someone resisted.

So there was another round of beatings. They were beaten all over their bodies.

Their teeth were knocked out. Their noses were broken. Their eyes were swollen and red.

No one ever resisted again.

'What are you going to do?' one Japanese merchant asked weakly.

'I don't know what I'm going to do either. But I can give Toiihara a call,' Zhang Yong replied slowly, 'and I'll tell him that you were arrested by me, Qiu Tianlai.'

'You...'

The Japanese merchants were dumbfounded.

The other party was actually going to call Toiihara Kenji? Just who was he?

Toiihara was a big shot!

Even they might not have the qualifications to meet with Toiihara.

He did as he said. Zhang Yong was serious.

He really found a phone and dialed the same number as last time.

Toiihara must be listening.

Even if he wasn't listening, someone would tell him.

'Toiihara, I'm at the West Railway Station,' Zhang Yong said bluntly, 'I've arrested more than ten Japanese.'

'Hagah!' Toi-hara's voice came in a rage, "How dare you arrest our Japanese Empire businessmen!'

'What's there to be afraid of?" Zhang Yong calmly replied, 'I'm also going to attack the Chinkin Bank. You tell them in advance to prepare a bit more gold. Just in case I come back empty-handed. Kill them all.'

'Hagah! Zhang Yong, don't be so arrogant!'

'You want to kill me. Isn't it normal for me to retaliate by doing something?'

'You...'

Tohei Hideo was speechless.

He was very angry. Really.

Damn it, Shigehide Maokawa. He must be ordered to commit hara-kiri as punishment.

He had actually given Zhang Yong this phone number, causing Zhang Yong to call here whenever he had nothing to do.

This made Tohei Hideo very embarrassed.

Who was the other party? Just a nobody. Who was qualified to talk to him?

The leader of a small team in the Fuxing Society Special Services Department was equivalent to a Japanese army second lieutenant at most. A Japanese army second lieutenant was also a team leader. He led more than 50 people.

And what rank was he, Toihara Kenji? Lieutenant General! Division Commander level!

Toihara was about to give up on the phone call. But then he thought, I can't bear to let go. What if Zhang Yong can't get through on the phone? If there's nowhere to vent, he'll go berserk again. By then, who knows what this guy will do to destroy everything.

The most important thing is that Zhang Yong cannot go to Beiping.

Negotiations in Beiping are at a critical juncture. If Zhang Yong goes there, it's like throwing a spark into a powder keg. No one knows how the powder keg will react. If there's a big explosion, it'll be all over.

There's silence.

I don't know what to say.

This is a life-and-death struggle. It's surprising that the two of them can still keep in touch.

'Zhang Yong, actually, you're a talented person...'

'You're too kind.'

'You might consider defecting to the Empire of Japan...'

'No.'

'You Chinese are too weak...'

'With you, all of us will hang in ten years? You will be the first to be hanged.'

'What do you mean?'

'If I say you will be tried for war crimes and then drawn lots, you will be the first to be hanged, do you believe it?'

'Haha!'

Toihara suddenly burst into laughter.

Hang?

War crimes?

Haha. What nonsense.

Who can hang him, Toihara Kenji? Who? The sick man of East Asia?

Zhang Yong must be crazy. He would never say such nonsense. No normal person would say such things.

A madman...

No wonder he is so difficult to deal with.

So the other party is a madman.

Since he is mad, he cannot be measured by normal standards.

His previous plan may have been wrong. He had treated Zhang Yong as a normal person, but in fact he is mad.

The phone was hung up.

Toihara did not want to talk to a madman.

Zhang Yong: ...

Haha. It seems that big shots are not that impressive after all.

I have crossed paths with Toihara many times, and he hasn't come up with any brilliant strategies. He has never succeeded in getting rid of me.

Perhaps I should be more daring. Consider getting rid of Toihara?

As soon as this guy shows his face, shoot him from a distance. Never mind the consequences, just kill him first...

'Captain!'

'Captain!'

Suddenly, someone rushed over.

It was Li Boqi who had sent him. It was urgent. It was Yang Lichu from the Air Force.

'Her?' Zhang Yong hurriedly led the team back.

Sure enough, he saw Yang Lichu.

Miss Yang looked a little tired. But she was still beautiful.

Beautiful women are always so eye-catching. It's soothing.

'Director Yang,' Zhang Yong said with a smile, 'welcome to Tianjin. Tonight I'll host a dinner to welcome you.'

'Thank you, but no.' Yang Lichu shook her head. 'I need to return as soon as possible.'

'That's impossible. You can't stay overnight!'

'The things are being packed and boxed. They're ready to be shipped to Beiping. Then we'll take off from Nanyuan Airport.'

'So urgent?'

'The longer the night, the more trouble.'

'Okay. What are you going to take with you?'

'Your wife and your department head have already discussed it. First, the gold will be shipped back. Then the universal silver notes.'

'What about foreign currency and bank notes from the Baoshang Bank?'

'Wait for the second batch of planes to arrive! We can't take this lot with us.'

'How many planes have you sent?'

'Three.'

'So few?'

'They're led by Gao Yuanhang. Because Nanyuan Airport is not well equipped, we dare not send too many planes at once.'

'I see.'

Zhang Yong nodded.

With only three planes, they could only transport gold and some valuables.

Oceans and other things were too heavy. It was not cost-effective to transport them by plane.

In those days, the load capacity of planes was very low. They could only carry a few hundred kilograms of cargo. Very few of them could carry more than a ton.

Since World War II had not yet broken out in full, all airlines were half-dead. They were not very active in technological research and development. Living off the past was the norm. Just look at Curtiss. The Hawker 3 was also very outdated.

But from 1939 onwards, the war began to rage fiercely, and the military industry entered a period of explosive growth. Countries around the world frantically began to research and develop technology. All the airlines also put forth their utmost efforts to design and manufacture more advanced aircraft. In just a few years, there emerged a variety of advanced fighter jets, such as the Mustang and the Thunderbolt.

Compared to the Hawker 3, they were completely products of a different era.

It could even be said that they were from different worlds.

Yang Lichu didn't explain too much. Zhang Yong didn't use it either.

Don't ask what you shouldn't ask. This is the basic principle of confidentiality. Even if you know, it's useless.

There must be a secret connection between the lady and the director. They are discussing how to deal with the goods obtained from North China. This is a matter for the higher echelons.

He is a small person, just minding his own business.

'Beauty.'

'Hug.'

Stretched out his left hand. Put his arms around her.

Since they had met, he couldn't bear not to collect some interest.

Yang Li first refused, but then noticed that he had an injury on his right shoulder and lightly bit her lip.

She let him kiss her for a while.

Fortunately, apart from the claw of An Lushan, there were no other excessive actions.

'You be careful,'

Yang Li said, blushing. She straightened her clothes.

This bastard. He's injured but still doesn't behave. He should have been shot right there and then, to put an end to any thoughts of him...

'Let me tell you something important,'

'Go ahead.'

'In view of your outstanding performance, the Air Force Ministry has decided to award you the Order of the Blue Sky and White Sun.'

'What?'

Zhang Yong was taken aback.

The Order of the Blue Sky and White Sun? Is he sure he got it right?

This medal is of very high value. Only a very small number of people have been awarded it. It is very rare.

Among all the medals of the Kuomintang, it is second only to the Order of National Glory.

None of the generals seem to have received it.

And Li Boqi definitely hasn't.

And the Air Force gave itself a medal? That's flattering...

'It's true.'

'Where's the medal?'

'How could I bring it here to you? The Air Force Ministry will officially award it to you when you go back.'

'You're not lying?'

'Why would I lie?'

'You're right...'

Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

It seems that getting so much gold really made my wife happy.

Now is the time when the Air Force needs money the most.

If my wife can pull in so much gold, she can buy dozens of planes with it.

Unfortunately, they are all Hawker 3s. They are really outdated.

The German Bf 109 is really good. But how can I get it?

Sigh...

This is too difficult.

I have no idea at all...