Chapter 558: Out of Nothing

It was daytime, but the weather was very cold.

At this moment in Beiping, it had officially joined the luxurious feast of winter.

Pedestrians hurried along the street.

The north wind howled and rolled across the ground.

This saved the sanitation workers a lot of work.

Basically, there was no need to sweep the street, just clean the corners.

'Prince Gong's Mansion?'

Chen Gongpeng was very puzzled.

Zhang Yong had actually run here next to them.

There was something strange about it.

The so-called Prince Gong's Mansion was actually uninhabited.

Everything of value inside had already been removed. Even a thief would not return.

Only some refugees who had sporadically flooded in would quietly go in to rest their feet.

However, Prince Gong's Mansion was too big and desolate, and rumours of white-clad ghosts occasionally spread. Those with a slightly smaller gut would not dare to spend the night inside.

What if a group of ghosts really came out in the middle of the night?

And then you tell me that there are Japanese spies inside the Gongwangfu? Isn't that ridiculous?

What Japanese spies? There's no need to hide inside.

However, Chen Gongpeng did not inquire carefully. He just followed orders.

Like Chen Gongshu, he was very capable. His mind was relatively simple. He didn't like to use it. He found it too tiring.

Working with Zhang Yong was a real pleasure.

Zhang Yong said to arrest whoever he wanted. There was no need to use your brain. And you never had to worry about making a mistake.

'There are three of them.'

'Where are they?'

'I'll draw a picture for you.'

Zhang Yong sketched out the general location on the ground.

The three Japanese spies inside, Zhang Yong deduced, were probably taking a break for the night.

They were probably assassins or something. They weren't hiding their identities.

If that was the case, then they should be killed in advance. The Japanese invaders would suffer a silent loss.

Chen Gongpeng was leading more than 50 men, all heavily armed. They crept around. There was no way they could take out all three.

Of course, it would be best not to use guns.

First, they had to identify the first target. But they couldn't sneak up on it.

Because as soon as the door opened, the Japanese would definitely notice and fight back.

It felt a bit difficult.

'No problem.'

'Leave it to me!'

Chen Gongpeng, however, didn't take it seriously.

He took a few men, jumped over the wall and jumped in.

Zhang Yong then heard a commotion from inside. It was obvious that the two sides had started fighting.

Afterwards, the other two quickly closed in. And Chen Gongpeng and the others fought fiercely.

One against three, three against five, three against ten...

Soon, someone opened the gate, and the other soldiers immediately swarmed up.

The three spies were surrounded...

The second red dot disappeared...

The third red dot disappeared...

Good grief, it's intense!

Zhang Yong watched from the outside, frowning.

There was absolutely no doubt about the fighting power of the Wuyuan Pistol Regiment. Including their ability to fight hand-to-hand.

The original model of the Northwest Army's pistol regiment was one hand holding a submachine gun and the other a machete, and they mainly engaged in close-range hand-to-hand combat.

The real strength of the submachine gun was also within a range of tens of metres.

If it was more than 100 metres, it was the domain of the rifle. A submachine gun definitely couldn't beat a rifle or a machine gun.

Therefore, anyone who could join the pistol regiment had to know kung fu.

At that time, the martial arts culture was strong in the north, and many people knew martial arts. For example, Zhang Dabiao and others. And Wei Shanzi and so on.

The battle is over.

All three Japanese invaders have been killed.

Zhang Yong goes in.

He sees one of his own men first. Unfortunately, he is already unconscious.

He is secretly surprised.

What's going on?

Did they suffer casualties themselves? A group of people fighting three, and they actually suffered casualties themselves?

Upon asking, he is shocked.

They have actually lost five people!

Five martyrs!

Zhang Yong frowned and silently examined the five martyrs.

They had all been stabbed by the Japanese daggers. Tragic deaths. The daggers had been thrust at vital points.

'They're not from the Miyamoto family,'

Zhang Yong deduced.

The Miyamoto family didn't seem to be good at using daggers.

In previous battles, the Miyamoto family assassins had never used daggers. But these were clearly top-notch experts.

'They're from the Hojo family,' Chen Gongpeng replied angrily.

'You know?'

'Yes.'

Chen Gongpeng's face was solemn. There was not much sadness.

For them, sacrifice was to be expected.

They felt it was well worth it to sacrifice five people to kill three Japanese invaders.

Because these three Japanese invaders were definitely not simple.

Without Zhang Yong having to do anything, Chen Gongpeng's men had already found a lot of valuables.

There were Walther pistols. There were Browning pistols. There were also rifles of several models. There were also a large number of bullets. There were also a dozen frag grenades.

It was practically a small arsenal. It was clear that the Japanese invaders were up to something big.

They hid here during the day and moved around at night. It was not clear who they were targeting. You can imagine how dangerous it was.

Fortunately, they were killed in advance. Otherwise...

Zhang Yong silently picked up an American Springfield M1903 rifle. Yes, that's it. It's the one with the scope.

It's as if he'd been looking for it for ages and then found it without any trouble.

He'd also been wondering where he could get a spare Springfield M1903 rifle. He never expected the Japanese spy to offer one.

What's more, there was more than one.

Three to be precise.

Three scopes, to go with the three Springfield M1903s...

Good, good, good. Very good.

Zhang Yong took out the scope and tried to attach it. It was quickly done.

He tried to aim.

Sure enough, the distant target suddenly became much clearer.

Although the magnification of the scope was only 2.5 times. However, the target at a distance of 400 metres was already very clear. It could be easily locked in.

The only thing that's a pity is that Zhang Yong's hands aren't steady enough. They tend to shake slightly.

This means that kneeling or standing while shooting won't get the most out of the scope. The hands aren't steady enough. But if you're shooting prone, with the rifle resting on the ground or supported by something, then there's no problem.

Continue with the installation.

Attach the scopes to all three Springfield M1903 rifles.

Chen Gongpeng is also a connoisseur of quality. He took the rifles with the mounted scopes and tried firing them empty-handed, immediately appreciating their subtleties.

For veterans like them, shooting in various positions is no problem.

No matter what position, their hands are steady.

'Can we have them?' Chen Gongpeng is looking forward to it.

'Yes,' Zhang Yong replies affirmatively.

They are for you to use!

I'm not a sharpshooter.

A sharpshooter uses a sniper rifle to become even more powerful.

I'm just using it for emergencies at most. Giving myself a sniper rifle would be a complete waste.

Unfortunately, there are only three.

But it's okay, there may be more in the future.

As long as the number of scopes increases, the number of sniper rifles will also increase.

Full of anticipation.

'Attention!'

'Someone's coming!'

Zhang Yong suddenly had a thought.

There was a small white dot on the map rapidly approaching.

Although it wasn't a red dot, Zhang Yong felt that there was something wrong with the white dot. It was speeding straight towards Prince Gong's Mansion.

It was probably driving.

And it was fast.

Ambush immediately.

Observe in secret.

Sure enough, soon a black car arrived.

Yes, it was it!

It was heading straight for Prince Gong's Mansion. It parked quietly outside the mansion.

'Go!'

Chen Gongpeng gave the order.

Intercept.

surround.

The person in the car was easily captured.

When Zhang Yong saw the other party, he suddenly wanted to laugh out loud.

Really. He almost couldn't hold back.

It turned out that inside the car was Kawashima Yoshiko!

Ah!

What a pleasant surprise!

The original intention was to capture the Japanese spy in the Gongwangfu. Unexpectedly, they captured Kawashima Yoshiko!

Haha!

Haha!

Zhang Yong had to laugh out loud three times to express his joy.

His original purpose of coming to Beiping was to capture Kawashima Yoshiko. However, due to various unexpected circumstances, he failed in the end. He had temporarily forgotten about this matter.

Unexpectedly, he captured his target at the most unexpected time and place.

'It's you!'

Kawashima Yoshiko immediately recognised him.

If this wasn't Zhang Yong, who was it?

This son of a bitch is actually here!

It's over...

She has fallen into Zhang Yong's hands.

One can imagine what kind of encounter she will have next.

Without thinking, Kawashima Yoshiko made her choice immediately. She had to betray the others in order to have a chance of survival.

Otherwise...

She would definitely be tortured to death.

Forget about her beauty. At this point in time, what beauty did she have left?

Zhang Yong would not want a woman like her either.

'Negotiate!'

'I demand to negotiate,'

Kawashima Yoshiko called decisively.

Zhang Yong sneered.

Negotiate?

You're telling me to negotiate now?

Haha!

I've got you, and you want to negotiate?

Do you think I'm stupid?

"I've brought 100,000 US dollars!'

'What?'

'It's in the back of the car.'

'Oh?'

Zhang Yong immediately went to open the boot.

Sure enough, there was a very exquisite suitcase in the boot. Opened it. Inside was indeed full of US dollars.

Lifted it up and checked it carefully. Indeed, they were all US dollars. And they were all 5 dollar bills. 500 US dollars in a bundle. There were 200 bundles. 100,000 US dollars, not a penny less.

Damn. This old woman is really fucking rich. She's handing over $100,000 at a time.

But...

Here comes the important information.

'You've come here with $100,000, so you must be up to something big!'

'That's right. I'm here to give it to the Hojo family.'

'Unfortunately, they're already dead.'

'I still have a lot of dollars and a lot of wealth to give to you!'

'Really?'

Zhang Yong was torn between heaven and earth.

He really wanted to chop off Kawashima Yoshiko's head with a single stroke.

However, the other person's words happened to hit his weak spot. Kawashima Yoshiko had money. The puppet state of Manchukuo had money. If he killed her, he wouldn't get any money.

What was the use of US dollars?

Apart from lining one's own pockets, they could also be used to buy planes.

These were genuine hard currencies. Like gold. And they were even more portable than gold. And easier to trade internationally.

Since when had the US dollar replaced the British pound as the most commonly used currency internationally?

Take a deep breath.

In the end, money always wins.

There's no way around it. The poor have no ambition.

With 100,000 US dollars, you can buy ten Hawker 3 fighters.

Even if they're German, you can buy three BF109s.

Wait...

Suddenly, an absurd thought popped into Zhang Yong's head.

The Big Thunderstorm Project...

He wanted to push forward with this project...

He wanted to rely on his own efforts to bring the BF109 to China...

He had to make the Germans willing to sell.

Perhaps he should make good use of Kawashima Yoshiko to add a bit of strength to the Big Thunderstorm plan...

'Why should I believe you?'

'I can tell you where Matsui Yoshio is.'

'Him?'

Zhang Yong's eyes lit up.

Matsui Yoshio! Chief of the secret service at the Matsui residence! A major! Matsui Ishine's brother!

Good!

Good!

Catch this guy, and then there'll be some fun to be had.

When other people appear on the scene, they start with the small fry. But when I appear, I go straight for the big boss...

'Where is he?'

'In Tiezi Si Hutong, at the home of Xiao Xiu Niang.'

'Who is Xiao Xiu Niang?'

'She is Matsui Yoshinobu's lover. He really likes this woman.'

'Really?'

Zhang Yong was doubtful.

This Matsui Yoshinobu, he can't even control himself?

I thought all those veteran agents were very self-controlled. They don't lose their composure in the face of beauty. They are definitely not as weak as I am.

How did he also fall into the trap of a woman's charms and become unable to extricate himself?

Haha, he deserves to be finished!

'Take us there!'

'Okay!'

Kawashima Yoshiko replied very quickly.

Zhang Yong was a little worried that this woman would play any tricks. But he soon felt relieved.

With Chen Gongpeng by her side, the old woman dares to play any tricks, she will be shot straight away. No matter how cunning she is, she is no match for the Miyamoto clan.

"Let me ask you a question. Who from the Miyamoto clan is here?'

'Miyamoto Jugo.'

'What's the latest news on him?'

'I heard he was injured. I don't know the details.'

'The Japanese didn't tell you?'

'Not yet.'

'How many people from the Hojo clan are here?'

'Thirty.'

'How many?'

Zhang Yong was taken aback.

Chen Gongpeng also had a pale face.

Thirty?

That many?

Damn. They've only killed three. But they've already sacrificed five people!

If we calculate on the basis of thirty, then we have to sacrifice fifty of our own? Suddenly, they felt bad. Why were there so many Japanese invaders? Did they keep popping up in groups?

But, never mind, let's capture Matsui Yoshio first.

Quietly approaching Tiezi Si Hutong. Red dots keep appearing at the edge of the map.

Damn, Matsui Yoshio is not acting alone!

What the hell, he's got so many bodyguards with him?

One, two, three, four...

Five, six, seven, eight...

Damn it, there are eight bodyguards!

Each bodyguard is carrying a weapon. They've just blocked off Tiezi Si Hutong.

Frowning.

With this kind of formation, it's obviously not easy to capture someone.

In fact, as soon as the gun goes off, Matsui will run. He must have an escape route.

The question is, where will he escape to?

Studying the map in silence. Trying to find the small paths.

Switching to 3D mode.

Finally, I found a broken wall.

Will Matsui escape over the wall?

If he runs...

What should I do?

Take a chance.

Man proposes, God disposes.

Just do it. Leave the rest to fate.

Park the car near the broken wall.

Arrange for a few people to approach from the front of the alley. Then exchange fire with the Japanese invaders.

'Pop!'

The gun went off.

Sure enough, a red dot moved quickly.

He really did jump over the broken wall, very nimbly. It seems like he hasn't done it yet?

Zhang Yong silently observes the other party.

It should be Matsui Yoshio.

He's pretty fast. No wonder he's a devilish colonel.

With a gun pointed at her back, Kawashima Yoshiko opened the car door and shouted, 'Lord Matsui, hurry!'

Matsui Yoshinori was taken aback.

Eh?

Kawashima Yoshiko?

Without thinking, he immediately got into the car.

Then he realised something was wrong.

There were other people in the car. A dark muzzle was pointed at him.

'Hagah!'

Matsui Yoshinori suddenly became furious.

Zhang Yong gave a small smile.

Resist!

Why don't you resist?

Let's see if Chen Gongpeng will blow your dog's head off.

Haha!

Today, I've captured two big fish at once!

Two big fish!

It feels like I've achieved my ultimate goal.

The Matsui residence,

oh, and a prison.

In fact, Toihara Kenji and the others are the real masterminds behind this.

When will we be able to capture Toihara?

"Now, we can have a good chat.'

'What are your terms?'

'What do you think?'

'5,000 taels of silver.'

'Are you trying to fleece a beggar?'

'I...'

Matsui Yoshinori's voice suddenly stopped.

He had been knocked unconscious by Chen Gongpeng.

The news of the arrest of Matsui Yoshinori must not be leaked.

Otherwise, the Japanese would definitely pull all kinds of tricks. They might even start all kinds of riots in the city. They had stockpiled a lot of weapons and ammunition.

Matsui Yoshinori's fate could be summed up in four words: whereabouts unknown.

Kawashima Yoshiko can be returned. But Matsui Yoshio definitely cannot.

So, where should he be imprisoned?

Zhang Yong looked at Chen Gongpeng.

Chen Gongpeng didn't beat around the bush and said directly:

"He can be sent to Fengtai Camp. He can be placed under the custody of the 51st Division.'

'Good!'

Zhang Yong nodded.

This is a good idea. It's settled.

No matter how hard the Japanese invaders tried, they would never find anyone.

Then, he could sit down with the other side and discuss how to deploy the Big Thunderstorm plan.

What?

The plan doesn't exist?

As long as Matsui Yoshinori steps down, doesn't it exist?

Haha!

This is called creating something out of nothing!