Chapter 559: Military Procurement

The room was empty. There was a single lamp.

In the weak light, Zhang Yong was in a daze.

He was supposed to be thinking. But gradually, it turned into a daze.

It was so difficult.

Really.

No wonder Chen Gongpeng didn't want to use his brain.

Anyway, is it a bit too whimsical to want to weave a piece of disinformation?

I'm not a professional!

My disinformation is meant to deceive the Führer!

From every perspective, the Führer was a great man of the Second World War!

It's not easy to deceive him.

It's very challenging.

I guess even the most professional people would have a headache.

Fortunately, even if I fail, I won't lose much.

So, stay calm.

Man proposes, God disposes.

Get out your pen and paper.

There's nothing you can do about your brain, so you'll have to rely on your pen.

First, let's do a quick analysis.

What is the objective of the false information? To get the Germans to sell the bf109 fighter plane.

A very simple objective.

But also very complicated.

Any high-level military purchase will involve many parties.

If Germany sells fighter planes to China, the first to be unhappy will definitely be the Japanese. They will definitely try every means to stop it.

Therefore, this plan, Tempest, must be very strong.

The Germans must be made to feel very uncomfortable about the Japanese. Only the Führer can make this decision.

The Führer is a bit of a hothead. Once he gets riled up, he'll do anything. So the core of the plan is to get the Führer riled up. Then he'll go all out.

Once the Führer agrees, everything will be fine. The Führer almost never changes his mind.

He's a strong man. And strong men are stubborn.

Even if they know they're wrong, they won't change.

Good.

We have a target. It's the Führer.

So, what will motivate the Führer? What is the Führer's greatest weakness? His pride...

One...

Two...

Three...

Before he knew it, the blank sheet of paper was full.

Then he read it from beginning to end, and once again felt that what he had written down seemed to have little value. Theory is one thing, practice is another.

In Zhang Yong's experience over the past six months, almost nothing can be carried out as planned.

Plans are always subject to change.

Therefore, it is useless to make a detailed plan for the so-called big thunderstorm.

Forget it.

Pick up the blank piece of paper. Light a match. Burn it.

After the blank piece of paper has completely burned to ashes, pick up a glass of water and pour it into the ashtray. Melt the ashes completely.

Leave no trace.

Then...

Stand up...

Go find Li Boqi.

I can't think of anything. Someone else can.

I don't like to use my brain. But someone else is very good at it.

Li Boqi was at Nanyuan Airport.

Why he was there, no one knew.

Anyway, it was an arrangement by the 29th Army. General Cai of the 19th Route Army had been there before.

Nanyuan Airport was actually very lively.

That's because the headquarters of the 29th Army was also here. It was a veritable nerve centre.

There were many troops stationed here, all of the elite of the 29th Army.

But Zhang Yong didn't see any planes. The airport was empty. What a pity.

After undergoing a thorough inspection, Zhang Yong finally saw Li Boqi. The team leader looked very thin, as if he would lose half a catty of weight tomorrow.

'What is it?'

'I want to fabricate false information to lure a group of people to the bait.'

'What people?'

'The German Chancellor, Adolf Hitler.'

'What do you want in return?'

'To make the Germans willing to sell us the Bf 109 fighter plane.'

'You...'

Li Boqi bowed his head. He pondered.

After a moment, he looked up.

'Do you know what you're doing?'

'Yes.'

'No. You don't. You haven't even learned to walk yet, but you're already itching to fly.'

'What do I have to do?'

'Don't ask me.'

'Why?'

'Because I'm the professional.'

'Er...'

Zhang Yong was at a loss for words.

Was that a sarcastic remark? Or was it?

I know you're a professional. That's why I'm asking you! If you weren't a professional, why would I ask you...

'You don't get my point.'

'Then...'

'If you ask for my advice, it'll be obvious. Your opponent will see through it.'

'That...'

'Don't ask anyone for advice. Just do what you think is right. Go off the beaten track. It'll probably work better.'

'But...'

'The biggest problem with professionals is that they fall into ruts. There are traces. Patterns emerge without you noticing. I'm no exception. But you're new, you don't have this kind of experience. So you won't play according to the rules. Instead, you might just win by surprise.'

'Then I can't just do whatever I like!'

'You have to.'

'Why?'

'Because there's no way I can get the Germans to sell the bf109 the normal way. You have to do something crazy. And then hope for the best.'

'This...'

Zhang Yong scratched the back of his head.

Li Boqi's words seemed to have been said, but also not.

This guy, he's not an old monk. What kind of clever remark is that!

If you want to make a clever remark, you have to see who you're talking to! You're speaking in riddles, I don't understand a word! Okay...

'Do what you think is right.'

'Yes.'

'Anything else?'

'I arrested Kawashima Yoshiko and Matsui Yoshi...'

'What?'

Li Boqi stood up abruptly.

This guy, he actually captured both Matsui Yoshio and Kawashima Yoshiko?

Wow!

What a shock. What a shock.

This is equivalent to digging out a large nest of Japanese spies in Beiping!

Matsui Yoshio...

Kawashima Yoshiko...

They were just captured?

For a moment, Li Boqi couldn't believe it.

Or were they captured together?

One capture was already flying high in the sky, and this guy actually captured two.

Just now, I thought Zhang Yong was being whimsical with his plan to deceive, but now I feel that it might not be impossible!

The heavens are on his side. They are always on this guy's side.

'Where is he?'

'He is being held in the 51st Division barracks in Fengtai.'

'I'll go and see him.'

'Good!'

Zhang Yong immediately set off with his men.

Chen Gongpeng had brought the man back. Zhang Yong returned to Nanyuan Airport by himself.

'Captain!'

'Captain!'

Wu Liupi and Ouyang Sheng accompanied the operation.

The group was preparing to take a car to the 51st Division stationed in Fengtai. However, before the car could be started, someone hurriedly arrived.

It was a senior staff officer from the 29th Army headquarters.

'Section Chief Li, our deputy army commander requests your immediate presence at the headquarters.'

'What is it?'

'You will find out when you get there. Captain Zhang, you should go too!'

'Understood.'

Li Boqi nodded. He turned around and left.

Zhang Yong was puzzled. Then he followed behind.

The deputy commander of the 29th Army was Tong Linge. He was looking for him in such a hurry, could it be that something had happened?

Arriving at the headquarters of the 29th Army. Reporting in. Immediately granted permission to enter.

The two hurriedly went in. They found Tong Linge's face ashen, and he was pounding the table with his fists.

'Boom!'

'Boom!'

The fists were very powerful.

They smashed the heavy wooden table top with a loud thud.

Something's happened.

Zhang Yong felt a chill run down his spine.

Could it be that the Japanese invaders had started a city-wide riot?

'Commander Tong.'

'You're here? Sit, sit!'

'Commander Tong, I don't know...'

'It's our fault. Something's happened in the 51st Division. The two important prisoners they were guarding were taken away by the deputy chief of staff and have escaped from the barracks. Their whereabouts are unknown.'

'Ah...'

Zhang Yong was stunned.

The two wanted men were Kawashima Yoshiko and Matsui Yoshio.

There was no one else but them.

Oh no!

They actually escaped?

Or were they led away by the deputy chief of staff of the 51st Division?

Damn it...

There were Japanese spies in the 51st Division?

The answer is yes. This deputy chief of staff was definitely bribed by the Japanese invaders.

It's over.

The cooked duck has flown away.

I was surprised to capture Kawashima Yoshiko, but I was even more surprised that she escaped.

Was the heavens playing a joke on me?

They served a delicious meal, I took a whiff, and before I could eat, it was taken away again.

Sigh...

I don't know what to say.

Blame the 29th Army? Forget it. They were riddled with problems.

The 29th Army, which bravely slashed the devils' heads with their broadswords during the Xifengkou War of Resistance, no longer exists. Stationed in Pingjin, it has been at peace for a long time, so it is only natural that it has been infiltrated. I think of the many fake banknotes that were seized earlier. Some of them must have been used to bribe the 29th Army.

And there were the two officers who were discovered earlier and had been bribed. They were also the backbone of the 29th Army.

Since there are spies everywhere else, it is not surprising that there is one or two in the 51st Division. The key is that they can play a big role at the right time.

And now is the time.

It just so happens that Kawashima Yoshiko and Matsui Yoshio are locked up in the 51st Division.

It just so happens that the deputy chief of staff of the 51st Division was bribed by the Japanese invaders. At the most critical moment, they led them to escape from the barracks.

Chase?

No way. They have long disappeared.

These three people have long hidden. Or they have entered the Japanese military base opposite Fengtai.

Once they are inside the Japanese barracks, it's pointless to say anything.

So, they have fled.

'Team leader, are we still going to Fengtai?'

'No need.'

Li Boqi shakes his head.

Everyone has fled, so what's the point of going?

To expose the 29th Army's wounds? The 29th Army will handle this matter themselves.

They are outsiders.

Well, outsiders. Not very popular ones.

One must be cautious.

This is the way it is when you are out in the world.

If it were an internal matter of the Restoration Society, the escape of two important prisoners would result in at least a dozen executions.

Boss Dai's iron-fisted approach is no joke.

However, here...

'In that case, Commander Tong, we will take our leave.'

'Section Chief Li, we will deal with this matter seriously. We will definitely give you an explanation.'

'Thank you!'

Li Boqi didn't say anything else. He took his leave and left.

Zhang Yong followed silently behind.

Suddenly, he felt a little disheartened. He looked up at the sky subconsciously.

Huh?

What did he see?

An airplane?

Looking closely, it really was an airplane.

He quickly took out his binoculars and looked carefully at the sky. It was the Nationalist Air Force.

Curious.

Who is this person?

Didn't they all leave before? Why are they here again?

"It's Yang Lichu.'

'She's here again?'

'Since you're here, she'll have to make the trip back and forth, even if she doesn't want to.'

'Why?'

'To deliver a message. There are some things that cannot be told to a fourth person.'

'A fourth person...'

Zhang Yong was slightly taken aback. Then he reacted.

Oh, it's from Madam. Madam can't possibly talk to him personally. Yang Lichu is responsible for delivering the message.

However, only he and Yang Lichu know what Madam said. No one else has the right to know.

Not even the Prime Minister. It's best not to ask questions. It's none of his business.

In the air, the plane gradually descended.

Zhang Yong's mood gradually grew dismal again. He couldn't muster any energy.

The main thing was that he really felt very uncomfortable seeing a plane with a double-decker wing. It was so outdated. It was completely out of step with the times!

What was killing was that the Hawker 3 that Madam and the others had their eyes on was still a double-decker. All kinds of performance were very outdated. It was simply being beaten by the Bf 109. In terms of overall combat effectiveness, it was being left behind by the Bf 109 by dozens of streets. It was as if they were the products of two different worlds.

'You wait here for Yang Lichu.'

'Okay!'

Zhang Yong readily agreed.

He was going to welcome the arrival of the beautiful woman. He should. He had nothing to do for the time being anyway.

Soon after, the plane landed safely.

Planes from this period did not need ground guidance for landing. It all depended on the pilot's skill.

Soon, Yang Lichu staggered out of the plane.

Alas, she really wasn't suitable for business trips.

However, she was the only one who could deliver the message from Madam. She had to fit the bill, no matter how inappropriate she was.

Zhang Yong walked over. He saw the pilot come out as well. It was Chen Shanben. He was Gao Yuanhang's favourite disciple. Yang Junjian was also his, but unfortunately he had betrayed him.

'Captain Zhang!'

'Lieutenant Chen.'

Zhang Yong greeted Chen Shanben, ignoring Yang Lichu for the time being.

Yang Lichu was crouching in pain on the grass nearby, trying to vomit but unable to. It was expected that it would take some time for him to gradually recover.

'You came here by yourself?'

'Yes.'

'Just to deliver Director Yang here?'

'Not exactly.'

'Oh, is it confidential? Can I know?'

'It's not exactly confidential. Apart from delivering Director Yang here, I also transported some medicine. It was donated by the Nanyang Chamber of Commerce. It's intended for the 29th Army.'

'Medicine? Let me see.'

'Go ahead!'

'Thanks!'

Zhang Yong leaned into the cabin of the plane. He saw a few sacks.

He untied one of the sacks. Inside were some very simply packaged items. But the medicine inside was very precious. It was called quinine.

What is it?

It was actually the predecessor of quinine. It was used to treat malaria.

What is malaria? It's what Li Yunlong had, a bad case of malaria. It made him feel hot and cold. He felt dizzy all the time.

Before quinine could be synthesised artificially, industrially produced in large quantities and put to use, cinchona bark was the only effective medicine for malaria. Without it, malaria could be very dangerous. Li Yunlong's survival was largely down to the director's decisions.

It's a good thing!

Quickly hide some in your space.

This stuff can save lives in a pinch.

Li Yunlong was under the director's protection. Zhang Yong, however, was not. If he got a bad case of malaria, he would be finished.

Finally...

Yang Lichu gradually recovered.

Zhang Yong came to his side. He patted her back silently and gently.

She had something to say. But he was in no hurry.

However, Yang Lichu was in a great hurry. She gasped, 'The Ministry of War wants you to contact the Germans...'

'Contact them about what?'

'Discuss military procurement.'

'Me?'

Zhang Yong was stunned.

Me, negotiate military procurement? Are you kidding?

I'm just a nobody from the Special Branch of the Restoration Society. What qualifications do I have to meddle in military procurement?

No way.

No way.

He never did interdisciplinary things.

He must firmly refuse.