Chapter 602: Huh? What a coincidence?

'Nani? Zhang Yong went to Hangzhou?'

'Yes. We have confirmed it through multiple channels. Zhang Yong is in Hangzhou.'

'Baka! What is he doing in Hangzhou?'

'I don't know.'

'Could he be going after Lu Zuoye?'

'I don't think so...'

'Damn it! We can't afford to be careless!'

'Yes!'

'Immediately gather the best people and go to Hangzhou to get rid of him!'

'Yes!'

'At all costs! He must be eliminated! There can be no mistakes with the deer job. Otherwise, you, hara-kiri!'

'Yes!'

...

'What? Project 226?'

'General, Hirofumi Noguchi is seriously injured. But he kept repeating Project 226 and saying that we had already leaked the secret.'

'Baka! What 226 plan? Nonsense!'

'But...'

'Speak!'

'We have also heard the term 226 plan from other sources...'

'Nani?'

'General, is it possible that we are not involved in this plan...'

'Baka! Impossible!'

'But...'

'Put Noguchi in custody. He is to have no contact with the outside world. No one is to see him without my approval.'

'Yes!'

'Record every word he says. Even the gibberish.'

'Yes!'

...

'What is it now?

'Reporting to Your Excellency, we found several bodies along the way. They were all our men.'

'Why is this happening?'

'They encountered Zhang Yong on the train. Then they were captured...'

'Damn it! Which idiot arranged this? Why were they in the same car as Zhang Yong? Damn it! Tell him to disembowel himself and apologise immediately!'

'Yes!'

'Damn it! Stupid fools! A bunch of stupid fools! All of them!'

'Yes!'

...

'What's this about Project 226?'

'It came from Zhang Yong. It's said to be a very frightening plan of the Japanese.'

'Very frightening?'

'Yes. It's said to have been devised by a Japanese general.'

'A general?'

'Yes.'

'Pay close attention to this matter. Handle it with priority.'

'Understood.'

'Contact Safiya and see if they have any news.'

'Yes.'

'If there is, buy it immediately at a high price.'

'Yes.'

...

'What is this Project 226?'

'I'm not sure. But a lot of people are paying attention to it now.'

'Oh? If there's smoke, there's usually fire. We'll send someone to keep a close eye on it too. If there's any news, report to me immediately.'

'Yes.'

'Contact the family. We need to increase the budget a little.'

'Yes.'

...

'Zhang Yong is in Hangzhou?'

'Yes.'

...

'Zhang Yong is in Hangzhou?'

'Yes.'

...

'Zhang Yong is in Hangzhou?'

'Yes.'

...

'Achoo!'

'Achoo!'

Zhang Yong sneezed several times in a row.

Frowned.

Rubbed his nose.

Oh no. Has he got a cold?

He doesn't have a cold, does he? Why is he sneezing one after the other?

What a disappointment.

The three Japanese spies have confessed. But there is no valuable information.

They are all low-level Japanese spies. Their role is to wait.

Just to wait.

They usually don't have specific tasks. They just wait.

They do whatever they are told to do. However, their main profession is all gunslingers.

They are very good with weapons. Their marksmanship is also very good.

Whether it's rifles, pistols, or explosives, they're all pretty good.

But so far, they haven't been called to carry out any specific missions. So they don't know anything about the outside world.

Bosses?

No bosses. They all lurk alone.

Contact passwords?

Yes.

But they're all passive contacts.

They need someone to take the initiative and say the first half of the password.

In other words, if no outsider contacts them, they can only keep waiting.

'Deer work.'

The only thing of any value was a code name.

The three Japanese spies had mentioned a name, Deer Work. According to Zhang Yong's previous experience, it was probably a plot to turn someone.

For example, the plot to turn the 66th Division of the Sichuan Army, Monkey Work.

And the plot to turn that lady, Magpie Work.

The question was, who to turn? None of the three Japanese spies knew.

Was the target of the plot near Hangzhou? That was certain. It should be.

However, there are also many targets inside Hangzhou City. Who is it? It can't be Xuan Tiewu, can it? Well, he is the prime suspect.

The armed forces in Hangzhou, apart from the Security Command and the Garrison Command, include the 47th Division and the 92nd Division. They are all very ordinary troops.

There is also a remnant of the 78th Division. It has not been replenished yet. It was under the command of the original 19th Route Army.

There is no way to guess. There are too many targets. It is impossible to guess.

The only thing we can do is to arrest the Japanese spies and interrogate them.

These Japanese spies don't know. Maybe other Japanese spies know.

He waves his hand. He tells someone to take the three Japanese spies away. For now, they will be kept alive. They may be useful in the future.

'Follow me!'

'Okay!'

Lao Bai follows Zhang Yong out.

Zhang Yong hands him a revolver. There are also two magazines.

'You know how to use it, right?'

'Yes.'

'That's good!'

Zhang Yong nods. He leads the way.

Lao Bai didn't ask where they were going. He was sure that Zhang Yong would not play by the rules.

According to the information they had on Zhang Yong, this guy was second to none when it came to catching spies. And when it came to making money, he was also second to none.

They walked.

Gradually approaching Li Jingqian's hiding place.

There was also an empty house next to it. No one was living there for the time being. The map showed a weapon symbol.

An empty house.

No one was there.

But there are weapons. That's his target.

He brought Lao Bai along to prepare some weapons and ammunition for the Red Party. Just in case.

'Zhang Yong, what are you doing here?'

'I'm a thief.'

'What?'

'Come in.'

Zhang Yong uses his skills to pick the lock and open the door.

This is a small two-storey building. It's fully furnished. It seems to be the home of a well-off family. But there is a thick layer of dust on top of the furniture.

'How long do you think it's been unoccupied?'

'Three months,'

Lao Bai is puzzled. He doesn't know what Zhang Yong is going to do.

It seems to be against the rules to break into someone's house like this. And he doesn't know whose house it is.

If Zhang Yong is going to go around stealing money, he must stop him.

This is theft. It's illegal.

He watches Zhang Yong go all the way to the back of the house. There is a small courtyard at the back. There is a well. The well is covered with a stone slab. To prevent someone from accidentally falling in. There is a piece of string at the edge of the well. It is used to draw water.

Zhang Yong stood by the well and stared into it.

Damn. The weapon is hidden inside the well. How can I get it out?

I can't climb down there. That's too dangerous.

Try pulling the rope.

Pull it slowly. Pull it all the way.

Huh?

Seems like there's something heavy?

So he pulled the rope hard. He saw a stone.

OK, the end of the rope is tied to a big rock. I don't know what it's for. There are also some hooks on the rock.

Anyway, I don't see any weapons.

The weapons are still in the well.

Lao Bai looked at him suspiciously. He wanted to say something, but stopped.

'There's something down there.'

'What?'

'Weapons.'

'How do you know?'

'I just know. But there's no way I can get them out.'

'I'll go down!'

'You can go down?'

'Yes!'

Lao Bai promised. Then he bent down and moved the stone aside.

Then he untied the rope that was tied to the large stone, and tied one end to the stone and the other end to his waist.

He also untied all the iron hooks. Tied them to the top of the rope.

Zhang Yong: ...

Okay, since you want to go down, just go down.

Soon, Lao Bai was ready. Pulling the rope, he moved along the side of the well, little by little.

It turns out that he is quite agile. Not fast. But steady.

Zhang Yong's heart, which had been hanging in the balance, gradually eased.

The Red Party is full of talent!

There are people of all abilities in all walks of life.

It makes sense. If there were no talent, how could ultimate victory be achieved in the future?

Soon after, Lao Bai touched the water.

He continued to lower the rope, then fell into the water and searched slowly.

Zhang Yong peered over the edge of the well. He was very excited.

The weapon was hidden so deep, he wondered what it could be. If it was just a rusted old pistol, he would be very disappointed.

Fortunately, Lao Bai soon felt a package under the water. It felt quite large. It was also very heavy. He couldn't lift it with one hand. So he removed the hook and carefully hooked the package. Then he shouted to Zhang Yong, 'Pull me up.'

'Okay!' Zhang Yong then pulled with all his strength. Little by little, he pulled Lao Bai up.

It took a lot of effort. Finally, Lao Bai came up.

Then Lao Bai began to pull the rope.

A square package appeared from under the water.

It was wrapped in oil paper?

I don't know what the material is. It seems waterproof.

Continue pulling.

Finally, the package was pulled to the edge of the well. Then pushed aside. Both men were panting from exhaustion.

After a while, Zhang Yong took out his dagger and carefully opened the parcel.

At the same time, he secretly prayed that it wasn't a revolver. It wasn't. Yes...

And then...

He saw the handle of a revolver.

And then...

He saw more revolvers...

Well, it really was all revolvers inside. And some bullets.

Disappointed...

After all that effort, it really was all revolvers!

But then, they are just old rifles, so why hide them so deeply? They are hidden below the bottom of the well.

But Bai is very happy.

There are quite a lot of rifles. There are 30 of them.

There are also a lot of bullets. There are thousands of them. This is undoubtedly a great help to the underground party.

Maybe the underground party doesn't need many weapons for the time being, but what about the future?

Or maybe the guerrillas need them?

No matter when, the more weapons and ammunition, the better.

Zhang Yong: ...

disappointed.

It's not doing any good at all.

Luckily, it wasn't me who had to climb down there. Otherwise, I'd be depressed.

But looking at Lao Bai, he seems quite happy. So I'll be happy too. And then continue looking.

Suddenly...

his expression became very strange.

It turned out that after pulling the package up, the weapon symbol at the bottom of the well was still there.

Zhang Yong: ?

What's going on?

Are there more weapons down there?

Is there more than one package?

He turned his head and looked at Lao Bai.

Lao Bai also looked at him in confusion, 'What's wrong?'

'There's more down there,' Zhang Yong replied slowly.

'More?' Lao Bai was a little surprised.

'Yes,' Zhang Yong nodded.

The system map was never wrong. If it said there was more, then there was more.

There might be more packages down here, one after the other.

'Okay. I'll go down.' Lao Bai was very positive.

He repeated the operation just now. He dived into the water and continued to grope.

Sure enough, he felt another package down there.

He hooked it. Then he repeated the previous step. Eventually, he successfully pulled the package up.

After the package came out of the water, Lao Bai specially went deep diving and kept feeling until the bottom of the well. He was convinced that there were no other packages. Only then did he return to the surface.

Zhang Yong opened the package.

It was the same square package, and it was estimated to be a submachine gun.

Sure enough, after the package was opened, it really was a submachine gun. The quantity was also exactly the same, all 30. The style was also exactly the same.

There are characters on it that say 'made in Liaoning', so it can be inferred that it was produced in the Fengtian Arsenal.

Take a deep breath. Brace yourself.

The original intention of coming here was to find weapons!

Finding so many submachine guns and so many bullets is good news. There is no need to be depressed!

"You put it away first.'

'Where?'

'Don't put it under the water.'

'Strange, who hid so many weapons and ammunition here?'

'Maybe a Japanese spy?'

'This...'

Lao Bai couldn't be sure.

Zhang Yong was just making a casual remark.

Even the owner of the house didn't know who it was. How could he easily judge someone as a Japanese spy?

Just as he was about to speak, suddenly, a thought occurred to him.

At the edge of the map, a red dot appeared, quietly approaching him.

At first, Zhang Yong didn't pay much attention. He thought the red dot was just passing by. It had nothing to do with him.

It wasn't until the other party gradually drew closer that Zhang Yong's attention gradually increased.

Huh?

What a coincidence!

Could it really be a Japanese spy?

'Someone's coming,'

'Who?'

'A Japanese spy,'

'Where?'

'He'll be here soon,'

Zhang Yong signalled. The two of them hid immediately.

A moment later, Zhang Yong realised that something was wrong. The door was not locked. If the Japanese spy got any closer, he would definitely be discovered.

What should he do?

What should he do?

He had no choice but to hurry out and relock the door. But he couldn't go back into the room. What should he do?

There was nothing he could do. He could only hide for the time being. Waiting for the Japanese spy to get closer.

After a while, the Japanese spy came into view.

Zhang Yong's eyes lit up.

Good guy. This person is actually Jiang Guohu.

Jiang Guohu!

He actually came here!

Weird...

What is he doing here?

Is he here to get the weapons in the well?

It doesn't feel like it.

As a person of Jiang Guohu's status, it is impossible that he does not even have a few dozen submachine guns. Even if he needs them, there is no need for him to come and get them himself.

Something is fishy.

Jiang Guohu's sudden appearance here is definitely not that simple.

He may have inadvertently discovered some secret.

So, quietly observe.

Jiang Guohu opened the door.

He seemed in a hurry and didn't even look carefully.

Zhang Yong's mind twitched. Could it be that the owner of this house is Jiang Guohu? Is this his safe house?

This old guy is also cunning! Judging from this perspective, his status on the Japanese side should not be low either.

Suddenly, Lao Bai came out. He climbed out of the window.

'Who's there?'

'It's Jiang Guohu.'

'What?'

'He's a Japanese spy.'

'Really?'

Lao Bai was taken aback.

Clearly, this piece of information came as a great surprise to him.

Jiang Guohu was actually a Japanese spy?

Of course he knew Jiang Guohu. But he never imagined that Jiang Guohu was actually a Japanese spy. This was intriguing.

'This house was probably prepared by Jiang Guohu.'

'Those weapons...'

'I think the Japanese spies also prepared them. They may be planning a major operation.'

'So many guns and bullets...'

'Therefore, we must get rid of this Jiang Guohu.'

'So now...'

'I have a plan.'

'Tell me.'

'We go in. Knock him out. Then pretend to be from the Kuaiji Agency. Then interrogate him.'

'Purpose?'

'Money.'

'Isn't that a bit bad?'

'He's a Japanese spy. He's making money off us Chinese and using it to hurt us. We're taking back our money, which is right, isn't it?'

'But...'

'If we interrogate him for information right away, he will definitely be on his guard. But if we ask for money, he may let his guard down. He may inadvertently reveal some secrets.'

'Okay...'

Lao Bai couldn't argue with him.

That was indeed the case. It seemed correct.

Then...

Never mind, let's do it!