Chapter 557: Medicine

'What's it to you?'

'You, you, you...'

Akagi Takajun's face suddenly turned livid.

Zhang Yong was blatantly slapping him in the face!

However, he didn't dare to say so.

'Come here.'

'What?'

'Come here.'

Zhang Yong waved his hand at Akagi Takahisa.

Akagi Takahisa gritted his teeth and finally came over unwillingly.

'Five hundred dollars.'

'What?'

'Give me five hundred dollars and I'll leave you the body.'

'Zhang Yong, you're worse than an animal.'

'Do you want it or not?'

'Yes!'

Akagi Takahisa answered angrily.

The person who was killed was from the Miyamoto family. He had to take the body back.

The Japanese army will never let this matter rest.

The Miyamoto family already hated Zhang Yong to the bone, and now their hatred has probably doubled.

'Pay up.'

Zhang Yong held out his hand.

Akagi Takajun angrily produced a banknote.

But he didn't want to give it.

He felt that his dignity had been seriously challenged.

'Give it to me!'

'Stop pretending! If you don't want it, I'll feed it to the wolves!'

Zhang Yong sneered.

He snatched the banknote away.

Five hundred in face value. Citibank. It doesn't look bad.

He waved his hand at Chen Gongpeng. He put the corpse back down. Left it where it was. Then he led the group away with a swagger.

Behind him, Akagi Takasumi hurriedly arranged for someone to collect the corpse. Then took it away.

'Where is the main culprit?'

'Should be nearby.'

Zhang Yong did not go into detail. He casually handed Chen Gongpeng a 500-silver note.

This was what he was supposed to give. And this was what the Wuyuan Pistol Regiment was supposed to take. This was looted from the Japanese invaders. It was literally food snatched from the jaws of a tiger.

Unfortunately, no weapons were found on the Japanese spy. It is estimated that they were moved.

Continue to search for other Japanese spies.

Soon, Zhang Yong discovered another lone Japanese spy. It was also inside a French building.

Zhang Yong had no idea who this spy was. But in the spirit of 'if you're going to do a job, do it properly', he decided to take action against the spy. What if there was a windfall?

So...

Edelman negotiated with the French again. It was a heated scene.

However, this time, the French did not give in. They were very firm in their attitude. They would not allow any inspection. They even stationed soldiers there.

What should be done?

It was pointless. It had to be passed over.

Edelman was also at his wit's end. He hated the French. But there was nothing he could do.

The German military presence in the Far East was certainly no match for the French. The French had troops stationed in the Shanghai International Settlement and in French Indochina (Vietnam). If a conflict broke out between the two sides, it would be the numerically inferior Germans who would suffer.

Edelman left in a huff.

Zhang Yong took the opportunity to approach Edelman.

This is the perfect time to apply the eye drops.

'Mr. Edelmann...'

'Forget about the French for now. We need to catch the Japanese.'

'Mr. Edelmann, I want to say that I actually bought my initial intelligence information from the French...'

'What?'

Edelmann's face suddenly changed dramatically.

If the Japanese stole technical information, Germany would be very angry.

But if the French were involved, the Germans would not just be angry. They would be very worried. Very anxious.

As everyone knows, Germany and France have always been bitter enemies on the European continent.

If Germany is to rise, its first and foremost formidable opponent is France. France must be defeated. Only then can Germany dominate the European continent.

The French are also very powerful militarily. They have fighter jets too.

If the French get hold of the technical data for the bf109, the situation will be very serious. The French may target the bf109.

And the Japanese and French joining forces will make the Germans even more uneasy.

'Why didn't you say anything before?'

'I also took money from the French...'

'You...'

Edelman was very annoyed. But he believed it without a doubt.

He believed that Zhang Yong had told the truth. This guy must have taken money from the French and deliberately concealed it.

Now the French have upset Zhang Yong, so Zhang Yong has told the truth.

Sure enough, this Zhang Yong only values money.

His nickname of 'money-grubber' is not given in vain.

At the same time, he felt relieved.

A person who only has money in his eyes is very easy to deal with.

It is easier to control someone who has a weakness.

'Who stole the technical data? The Japanese or the French?'

'Is it possible that they teamed up?'

'Those bastards...'

Edelman cursed angrily.

This was exactly what he had feared. He was most afraid of the information being leaked to the French.

Even if the Japanese obtained the technical data, it would be of little use to them. France and Japan were half a world apart, and there was no chance that they would meet.

But France is different.

Anything that happens in France affects the Germans.

After all, Alsace and Lorraine are still part of France. But the Germans want to get them back.

The Germans were not convinced by the outcome of the last war. The loss of Alsace-Lorraine has become a scar in German history. All Germans consider it a great humiliation. The suffering after the war has caused national sentiment to soar in Germany. Many people openly call for revenge. The humiliation must be avenged. France must be defeated.

Where did the Maginot Line come from?

In fact, the French are also aware of the Germans' serious revenge mood. The war could break out at any time.

Otherwise, they would not have spent so much money building the Maginot Line.

'Mr. Edmann, perhaps you should pay a visit to the British Minister...'

'Why?'

'The British are very unhappy about the rise of the Japanese in the Far East...'

'I see,'

Edmann immediately responded.

The German Minister was currently on leave and was not in the Far East.

Edmann was in charge of all German affairs. Frankly, he did not have much experience.

After being reminded by Zhang Yong, Edmann immediately came to his senses.

Since the French and Japanese could form an alliance, he and the British could also temporarily form an alliance!

The British did not want to see the Japanese rise in the Far East, and they did not want to see France become dominant either. If there was a chance to create obstacles for the French, the British would be more than happy. In the Far East, the British were also more than happy to create some trouble for the French.

'Wait here!'

'Okay!'

Zhang Yong nodded.

Edelman hurried off. To discuss things with the British.

Chen Gongpeng: ?

We've been left out again?

Fucking hell. What kind of investigation is this? All we've done is drink.

It's the end of December in the Gregorian calendar, and the New Year is just around the corner. Do you know how cold it gets at night in Beiping?

'Come on, let's find somewhere to rest.'

'Where?'

'Just follow me!'

'Okay!'

Chen Gongpeng hurriedly followed.

Soon, Zhang Yong led the group to the domed building.

It was indeed a church. The exterior was beautifully decorated. It was very new. There was also bright lighting inside. It seemed especially warm on this cold night.

Zhang Yong took the lead and barged in.

The map showed that there was no one inside. It was empty.

Since there was no one, of course he would not be polite. It would be nice to spend the night here. It would be free.

Unfortunately, Xia Lan had already quietly left. But it wasn't far. It was just three blocks away. She had been alone in a house. Presumably, it was her temporary residence. Perhaps, there would be medical equipment or medicine around her.

Zhang Yong told Chen Gongpeng that he would come alone to find Xia Lan.

He was not afraid of being ambushed by others.

He had now learned to bypass other people. He could pass unnoticed.

He arrives in front of Xia Lan's house. It is a small two-storey Western-style building. It is white and has a very refined appearance. Judging by the windows, it is typical French architecture. This woman certainly knows how to choose a place to live in comfort.

He arrives at the door.

He knocks.

'Knock, knock!'

'Knock, knock!'

After a moment, Xia Lan opens the door.

When she sees it is Zhang Yong, her face changes instantly. She tries to close the door, but it is already too late.

'You're not a professional secret agent?'

'What?'

'You opened the door without looking outside.'

'You make it sound like you're some kind of professional.'

'Well, in that case, why don't the two of us, amateur rookies, have a nice chat?'

'Ridiculous. Did you come here to chat?'

'What do you think?'

'Hmmm...'

Xialan knew he was up to no good.

However, she was in no position to resist. And she didn't want to resist.

What was the point of resisting now that things had come to this?

An hour later...

'Now we can have a nice chat.'

'Why don't you just shoot me? Why keep torturing me like this? Is this supposed to make you look good?'

'You can also tell your superiors that you've been exposed and that you're sorry for the empire. Then commit hara-kiri.'

'You're truly a monster!'

'Really? I don't think you have the courage to commit suicide!'

'I...'

Xialan was at a loss for words.

Indeed, she didn't have the courage to commit suicide.

If she had the courage to commit suicide, she would have killed Zhang Yong and died together with him.

Unfortunately, she couldn't do it.

This wasn't her war. It really wasn't. She was just a victim.

She just wanted to quietly be a doctor. Unfortunately, things didn't go as she wished, and she was forcibly dragged into the spy team.

Originally, her task was to use her beauty to seduce high-ranking Chinese officials.

But Zhang Yong ruined everything.

She almost became Zhang Yong's favourite.

'Medicine.'

'What?'

'All your medicine and medical equipment, I want it all.'

'I don't have any.'

'Don't sulk. I'm serious.'

'I said, I don't have any. If you can find it, you can take it!'

'Okay...'

Zhang Yong looked around, but really couldn't find any.

That's strange. Doesn't she need tools to operate on the wounded? Doesn't she need medicine?

Could it be that all the tools and medicine are in the church?

Never mind, let's go back to the church and look.

Sure enough, she soon found a sealed hidden space.

She pried it open. Inside, there was indeed a different world. There was actually a very spacious basement.

Inside the basement, there was a complete array of medical equipment, as well as a large quantity of medicine. There was a very large quantity of a very wide variety of medicine, it was almost like an underground hospital. Conservatively speaking, there was no problem operating on a few hundred wounded soldiers.

'The Japanese stocked this up?'

'Yes.'

'My God,'

Chen Gongpeng looked very shocked.

Normally, with his experience, he would not be easily surprised. He would never be easily shocked.

However, at this moment, he was indeed very surprised. At the same time, he was also very happy. He couldn't wait to tell others the good news. Especially the top brass of the 29th Army. So many medicines could save many lives.

At this moment, the 29th Army lacked not only weapons and ammunition, but also medicine. Especially Western medicine.

Some of the weapons and ammunition could be copied or captured. However, there was no way to copy Western medicine. It was also difficult to purchase from the outside world. Even if it could be purchased, the quantity was extremely small and the price extremely expensive. The 29th Army definitely could not obtain it in large quantities.

'Hurry up and bring the truck over. Move it.'

'Okay.'

Chen Gongpeng reacted.

So many medicines and medical devices could not be seen in the light of day.

Otherwise, once others know about it, they will definitely try to seize it. This is Dongjiaominxiang, the foreigners' territory.

'Hurry!'

'Hurry!'

Chen Gongpeng kept urging.

Finally, everything was loaded onto the truck. It was full to the brim, and two trucks were filled.

'Hurry!'

'Go!'

Chen Gongpeng personally escorted the truck to leave.

Zhang Yong watched the two trucks leave the concession and felt relieved.

With these two trucks of medicine, the 29th Army would be able to better treat the wounded in the future.

Sit down.

Close your eyes and rest. Wait patiently.

He didn't know how long the negotiations between the Germans and the British would take.

It might be until dawn before they came to a conclusion. Until then, all they could do was to rest and gain time.

Soon afterwards, the sound of a car outside was heard. It was Chen Gongpeng returning.

Sure enough, Chen Gongpeng came in excitedly.

He pulled Zhang Yong, who was still groggy, and said excitedly in a low voice, 'I met the military commander. The military commander especially praised you.'

'Which military commander?' Zhang Yong asked drowsily without even opening his eyes.

'Of course it's Commander Song!'

'Oh...'

Zhang Yong didn't react much.

Praised by Song Zheyuan? Oh, it's not worth mentioning...

Even if it was a commendation from the Commander-in-Chief, it was nothing special...

At this point, he was immune to verbal praise. Anyone can promise the moon. Empty words, despised!

At least give some kind of tangible reward!

A promotion or a fortune, just pick one!

However, Chen Gongpeng did not understand. He felt that a verbal commendation from the military commander was enough.

In fact, it is almost impossible for an ordinary person to receive praise from the military commander. Unless they have achieved great military feats. For example, Chen Gongpeng personally killed seven Japanese invaders. Only then did he receive praise from the military commander...

'Ah...'

Zhang Yong began to yawn.

He had just overtaxed his body a little. Now sleepiness began to overwhelm him.

There was nothing he could do.

He had to sleep.

He fell asleep directly on the sofa.

He was dazed...

He was in a daze...

It seemed like he was asleep, but he wasn't.

When he woke up, it also seemed like he was awake, but he wasn't. He finally woke up when he couldn't hold his urine anymore.

He looked at his watch. It was bright. It was already 10 o'clock in the morning.

He went to the toilet. It felt good.

He came back. He found Chen Gongpeng walking around restlessly.

'No reply yet?'

'No.'

'Then let's not wait. Let's go do something else.'

'What?'

'Catch the spy.'

'Where do we go to catch them? Where are they?'

'Outside the concession, of course.'