Chapter 590: Back to Jinling

Zhang Ping had rushed over from Nanyuan Airport overnight.

Not by train. By car. There were no more trains at night. This shows how urgent the matter was.

When he saw him, Zhang Yong was already ready to go.

He was lightly-equipped. He didn't even bring any clothes. This was to save weight on the plane.

'Director Zhang.'

'Director Zhang.'

'You can just call me Zhang Ping.'

'Brother Ping.'

'Okay. Brother. We'll leave right now. We can talk about it on the way.'

'Good!'

Zhang Yong, of course, had no objection.

He also needed to get to Hangzhou as soon as possible and get to work.

There were only twenty-odd days left.

What a tight schedule and heavy task!

'Is Eagle on the boat?'

'He's already in Hawaii.'

'What?'

'He left early. He didn't tell us. Someone in Hawaii met him and secretly informed us.'

'What does Eagle want?'

'We don't really understand what the Americans are doing. He probably wants to come in secretly and observe the situation. He may not believe the information we provided before. He wants to conduct his own field research. He doesn't want our reception. He wants to go around privately.'

'I see.'

Zhang Yong nodded. This is indeed the style of the Americans.

Although Eagle Mountain is not an expert on China, there are many experts among the Americans who know how the Chinese work.

It seems that several famous Americans have spent some time in Dongjiaominxiang, Beiping. Or they may have taught at Yenching University. They know China very well. They are well aware of the ins and outs of the country.

For them, no matter how perfect the information provided by the Chinese is, they will discount it heavily. It is best to conduct on-site investigations in secret. Otherwise, it is easy to get into trouble. Many foreigners have already learned this lesson.

It's over...

The mountain eagle has arrived in Hawaii.

That's almost half the way.

It may only take ten days or so to come from Hawaii. Zhang Yong's time is even shorter.

He suddenly wishes the train could reach 350 km/h.

Really. What a crappy train.

What's the speed now?

I'd say it's about 40 km/h. It's not even as fast as the electric trains of the future!

It'll take hours to get from Tianjin to Beijing. In the future, it'll take less than an hour. You'll zip across two provinces in no time.

'Chen Shanben is waiting for us at Nanyuan Airport.'

'Understood.'

'The plane will fly directly to Nanjing.'

'Isn't it flying directly to Hangzhou?'

'It'll go to Nanjing first.'

'We'll talk when we get there.'

'Okay!'

Zhang Yong then stopped talking.

They passed a Japanese spy on the way, but ignored him. They were in a hurry.

But Zhang Ping had something to say.

'How much do you know about the Big Thunderstorm plan?'

'I also know a little from the Japanese. It's probably just the tip of the iceberg.'

'I really didn't expect the Japanese to be so ambitious. And so bold. They actually dared to steal technical information from the Germans.'

'Yes!'

Zhang Yong unobtrusively agreed.

At the moment, they were in a private compartment on the train. They didn't have to worry about anyone eavesdropping.

The eavesdropping devices of those days needed an external power supply to operate. They didn't have their own power supply. There was no power supply in the train compartment. So, it was very safe.

'Now we need more information.'

'Understood.'

'We have already contacted the Germans. Maybe there will be some progress.'

'What progress?'

'We have obtained ten places to watch the test flight of the bf109.'

'That many?'

'Yes. It shows that the Germans still take us seriously.'

'Oh...'

Zhang Yong didn't say anything further. He didn't pursue the matter.

If Zhang Ping could tell him about these things, he would naturally do so. Otherwise, it would be useless even if he asked.

Sure enough, the conversation ended there. Zhang Ping never revealed any more information.

When they arrived at Nanyuan Airport,

Chen Shanben was already waiting.

They boarded the plane.

It took off.

Zhang Yong closed his eyes to rest.

Regain strength.

However, the plane soon began to violently shake.

Zhang Yong did not know what type of plane Chen Shanben was flying. It was very old anyway. It was not very wind resistant.

It was winter. The north wind was very strong. There were many potential hazards to flying.

One wrong move and the plane could be destroyed, along with everyone on board.

But there was also a benefit. It was tailwind. The plane could speed up and save a lot of fuel.

He wanted to vomit.

But he couldn't.

He holds it in.

The plane encounters some strong air currents, and the turbulence is very severe.

At one point, the altitude of the plane suddenly drops by more than a thousand metres. The plane almost tips over. Zhang Yong thinks he is going to die.

It's so hard.

He is also scared.

Because they are in the sky.

If they were on the ground, he could still save himself.

But up here, it's useless.

A few thousand metres up in the air, if they fall, they will die. They will die in the most horrible way.

'We may need a backup plan.'

'Where?'

'Jinan.'

'Er...'

Zhang Yong shook his head.

He didn't want a backup plan. He wanted a direct flight.

If they had to make a backup plan and fly to Jinan, it would probably cause more problems, and that would be troublesome.

He just wanted to get back to Jinling safely and quickly. Then take the train to Hangzhou. Then get to work as soon as possible.

Time was of the essence!

He would not let up on catching the Japanese spy.

In view of the current bad weather, he vowed that he would never take a plane from Jinling to Hangzhou.

Jolts...

Jolts...

Fortunately, Chen Shanben's driving skills were still very good.

Although there were several dangerous moments, he managed to defuse them successfully. Four hours later, the plane finally returned safely over Jinling.

'We're here!'

'Good!'

Zhang Yong let out a sigh of relief.

But he still dared not let his guard down. Nor did he dare to take it lightly.

After all, landing is the most dangerous part.

Fortunately, Chen Shanben was operating the plane and landed safely. Once again, he demonstrated his excellent basic skills.

The plane finally came to a halt.

Zhang Yong could finally let his guard down completely.

It was safe.

Everything was fine.

Ah, Jinling, I'm back.

He walked out of the plane.

He jumped down to the ground.

The feeling of being grounded was just so good.

In the air, there is always a sense of powerlessness. In the event of danger, there is nothing you can do.

But once he was on the ground, his confidence in himself soared.

No matter who it was, it would not be so easy to kill him on the ground.

Seeing Yang Lichu.

She was here to pick him up. And also to hand something over.

Zhang Ping was responsible for picking Zhang Yong up from Beiping. Yang Lichu was responsible for the follow-up.

Young Miss Yang has become more and more adept at dressing up recently. Her style of dressing is also more and more in line with Zhang Yong's taste. It seems that she is a little love-struck!

'Are you tired?'

'Not really.'

'Then take a look at this data.'

'What?'

'Top secret. You can only read it yourself. No recording. No sharing.'

'Okay!'

Zhang Yong took the folder over.

He wondered what was so secret about it. What had happened recently in the Air Combat Department?

He opened it and found the data on it very familiar...

Maximum speed 460...

Maximum range 800...

Maximum altitude 10,000...

Isn't this the technical data that he himself 'gave' to Lin Xiaoyan?

How did the Air Support Department manage to get it?

Impressive.

It shows that the Air Support Department also has other channels of intelligence.

It's not surprising when you think about it. This technical data has been 'leaked' for many days. Anyone who cares should have got it.

'This is...' Zhang Yong pretended to be ignorant.

He believed that Lin Xiaoyan would never tell anyone that he, Zhang Yong, had given her the technical data.

Therefore, it is only natural that he 'doesn't know' about this technical data.

'Designed by Nakajima Corporation of Japan.'

'Designed?'

'Yes. This is their highly guarded secret.'

'Then how did it leak out?'

'I don't know. But that's not the point. The point is, compared to this technical data, the Hawk 3 is completely behind.'

'Oh...'

Zhang Yong pretended to be listening attentively.

He couldn't act too professionally. Otherwise, it would be inconsistent with his own persona.

He could know a lot of things. He could say that he had heard it from the foreigners. But if he went into too much detail, he would give himself away. Who would tell you so many details?

'So...'

'We are trying to get in touch with the Germans.'

'Buy a German plane?'

'Yes.'

'Oh...'

Zhang Yong didn't say anything.

He was a small fry. He couldn't say anything.

Catching spies was his old trade. By the way, were there many Japanese spies in Jinling?

And...

Switch the map to economy mode.

Unexpectedly, I found that there is gold hidden under an aircraft nearby?

Eh?

Gold?

There is gold under the plane?

It seems to be buried underground? In the soil under the plane?

My mind moved.

Who hid it under the plane?

Thinking of the last time Yang Junjian, I dare not be negligent. There must be a problem with this matter.

Pretending to look around, I casually walked over to the plane.

Yang Lichu followed him suspiciously.

She knew that Zhang Yong had some strange abilities. Indescribable ones. Outsiders would never understand.

'Whose plane is this?'

'It doesn't have a permanent pilot. Whoever flew it before needs to check the records.'

'Then, let me offer you a gift?'

'What?'

Yang Lichu became more and more confused.

What gift?

What gift was on this plane?

Zhang Yong looked around. No one was paying any attention to them. So he stamped his foot hard on the ground.

'What are you doing?'

'There's gold down there.'

'What?'

'I said there's gold down there.'

'Huh?'

Yang Lichu was stunned. Then suspicious.

There's gold down there? How is that possible?

Gold doesn't grow in the soil.

She felt that Zhang Yong was getting weirder and weirder. How do you know there's gold underground? Playing mysterious...

However, she soon realised that something was wrong. It was Zhang Yong who used the sole of his foot to dig a pit in the ground. The airport ground is relatively hard. Without tools, it is difficult to dig. However, what Zhang Yong dug was obviously loose soil. It was obviously dug up before.

This is strange.

Who dug the pit?

Half an hour later, Zhang Yong successfully dug up the gold bars.

Good stuff. Not one. It was five. Five big gold bars!

Big yellow croaker!

Each weighs over 300 grams!

Five of them!

That's about 1,500 grams.

That's three catties!

Unbelievable.

Who buried so many gold bars? Who has so much gold? And why bury it here?

Yang Lichu: ?

Stunned.

This...

Gold bars?

There are really gold bars in the soil?

What's going on?

Who would hide gold bars in the soil under the plane?

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong.

Perhaps these gold bars did not come from a legitimate source. If the Japanese invaders had bribed the pilot, then it was all over.

There had been a Yang Junjian before, and if there was another one, I'm afraid the Air Force would lose face.

Five large gold bars...

To be honest, who wouldn't be tempted? She, Yang Lichu, was tempted!

The situation is serious...

'Give it to me!' Yang Lichu said anxiously, 'I want to investigate.'

'Calm down,' Zhang Yong said slowly, 'we mustn't make a big deal of this. Just investigate it in secret.'

'I know,'

'Good!'

Zhang Yong handed the gold bar to Yang Lichu.

Yang Lichu carefully put it away. Then they returned to the office of the Third Bureau of Intelligence together.

Qin Lishan was waiting here with his men.

He was previously a machine gunner in the 21st Division, and later joined the Fuxing Society, and then transferred to the Third Bureau of Air Force Intelligence.

'Director!'

'Hello!'

Zhang Yong nodded.

Since they had returned by plane, Zhong Yang and the others had not followed.

He could only temporarily re-form his own team in Jinling. The team led by Qin Lishan was the backbone.

He was expected to use this team for some time to come.

After arriving in Hangzhou, he might have to lead a group of inexperienced police academy graduates again. The Director did not say so explicitly. But Zhang Yong could guess.

'Shanying is expected to arrive in twelve days.'

'That soon?'

'Yes. No later than 15 days.'

'Then I'll go to Hangzhou now?'

'I'll go with you.'

'Zhang Ping...'

'He'll go too.'

'Understood.'

Zhang Yong nodded.

This time, he was determined to take the train.

Never again would he fly.

It was so dangerous.

He would throw up.