Chapter 688: Setting up roadblocks

The Japanese spy went back.

Zhang Yong pondered alone in his room.

Project Zeus...

The arms race between countries...

In fact, the dark clouds of war have already enveloped the whole world.

It is impossible to say that Britain, the United States, France, and the Soviet Union are not preparing for war. No country is stupid.

How could the intelligence services of each country not be aware of the slightest movement outside?

Especially those of countries with a long-standing feud.

They kept a close eye on every move of their rivals. They dared not let their guard down for a moment.

Britain and Germany were eternal rivals. The British could not have been unaware of the Germans' plans to build new battleships. The British military intelligence service was not incompetent.

It had more spies in Germany than in the Far East.

It can be said that the British were always most concerned about Germany as an adversary.

What were the specific parameters of the battleship that Germany was now preparing to build, the Bismarck class?

Oh no...

I've forgotten...

Relevant details Zhang Yong had indeed forgotten.

He checked his personal space repeatedly. He hoped that the system could provide the answer. However, the system did not respond.

He tried to remember:

Britain: Elizabeth class, Nelson class, King George V class...

France: Dunkerque, Richelieu...

Germany: Bayern, Bismarck...

USA: North Carolina, South Dakota, Iowa...

Japan: Yamato...

Italy: Vittorio Veneto...

These are the craziest times. For the navies.

Because the importance of the air force has not yet been fully recognised. The navies are still being developed desperately. Battleships are being built frantically.

You chase me, I chase you.

for fear of falling behind.

My main gun is bigger than yours.

My armour is thicker than yours.

My speed is faster than yours.

In short, everything must be better than the others. Nothing can be inferior.

The designers of each battleship, I don't know how many cells have died. I hope I can design the perfect battleship.

The fastest...

The most powerful...

The most protected...

It would be best if it were a battleship that could fight an enemy fleet.

The pursuit of first-shot hits...

The pursuit of night fighting capabilities...

In fact, every country has aircraft carriers. However, no one realises the dominance of aircraft carriers. Even the most optimistic aircraft carrier proponents would never have imagined that in less than ten years, aircraft carriers would completely dominate the oceans. They would completely end the status of battleships.

Aircraft carriers paired with destroyers can target tools from a long distance. Extending naval warfare hundreds of nautical miles away.

It wasn't until the outbreak of naval warfare that people gradually realised that naval battles did not require face-to-face bombardment. Large-calibre naval guns were completely useless. They never had the chance to be used. Unless they were used to support land operations. Aircraft carriers only needed to send out aircraft to sink targets. However, even so, the aircraft carrier faction did not achieve complete victory. Battleships were still retained.

It is indeed very difficult to change habitual thinking.

However, he did not use habitual thinking. Because he was not the soul of the times.

He knew perfectly well that aircraft carriers would rule the seas. They would sweep battleships into the corners of history. From then on, battleships were relegated to the role of errand boys.

The Bismarck was sunk by planes...

The Prince of Wales was also sunk by planes...

The Yamato was also sunk by planes...

Countless behemoths, sea monsters of steel, were no match for planes.

It didn't matter how big they were.

It didn't matter how powerful their main guns were.

And it doesn't matter how fast they are.

In the face of an aircraft, they are all rubbish.

Battleships without aircraft cover are just sitting ducks. The bigger the tonnage, the heavier the beating.

The Yamato is a prime example.

So what if it has a displacement of 70,000 tons?

So what if its main gun is 460 millimetres?

In the end, it was beaten to death by hundreds of aircraft taking turns to attack it.

It died in a really pathetic way...

It was completely unable to fight back.

When it comes to construction costs, aircraft carriers also have a huge advantage. The cost of building a battleship can build three or even four aircraft carriers. Even with all the combat aircraft and even with the five destroyers protecting the aircraft carrier, it is not as expensive as a battleship.

Therefore, in the later stages, the more powerful Montana-class battleships were decisively cancelled. Because the Essex-class aircraft carrier was already enough.

This is the big picture.

The era of battleships will soon come to an end. But now, countries are still building battleships like crazy.

Every battleship is walking gold!

The construction cost of each battleship is calculated in billions of dollars. Or tens of millions of pounds. It's completely built with money.

So, here's the problem.

What do you have to do to get a little bit of the benefits from it?

No matter how many battleships other people build, or how many aircraft carriers they build, it has nothing to do with Zhang Yong! He won't get a single dollar.

So, the crux is, how to earn a dollar.

How to use information to turn his knowledge into cash.

Think.

Think hard.

Rack one's brains. Search high and low. Ruminate.

The result...

No luck.

He just can't find a good entry point.

These world events, for a small person like him, are really just things he watches from the sidelines.

It's not easy for a bystander to get any benefit.

He can't help feeling a little frustrated...

Suddenly, a red dot moves away from Sun Dingyuan again.

He quietly leaves the police station branch. He is walking in the opposite direction to Asia. It seems like he is going somewhere else.

Zhang Yong: ???

Where is this guy going?

Is he going to contact someone else?

I want to catch up with him.

But then he stops again.

In the end, I give in to my curiosity and wait near the Asia Adam shop.

I judge that this Japanese spy should still come back. The target should still be the Asia Adam shop.

I wait patiently.

Sure enough, after more than half an hour, the Japanese spy turned back.

He deliberately walked with his back bent. He walked along the outermost ring towards Adam's Shop. He even stopped and walked back. He was obviously very vigilant.

Zhang Yong: ...

Huh. So careful?

Fine, take your time.

He kept watch near Adam's Shop. He believed that the Japanese spy could not be familiar with all the terrain.

As long as the Japanese spy passed by nearby, he would have the opportunity to ambush the other party.

Anyway, at the moment, he has no other skills, but he is absolutely proficient at knocking people unconscious. He has reached the pinnacle of his art.

The system previously indicated that his appearance had improved. But it seems that his appearance hasn't changed much. At most, he is a little more handsome. It seems that his level of knocking people unconscious has improved. Perhaps, appearance also includes the handsome appearance of knocking people unconscious? A blow from a stick sends someone to the ground, a fatal blow.

I'm just daydreaming...

Finally, the Japanese spy is approaching.

Zhang Yong hid behind the corner without making a sound. Waiting for the Japanese spy to appear.

Sure enough, the Japanese spy walked over carefully.

He was very careful, and when he crossed the corner, he looked over to the side.

But it was just a little bit off. Zhang Yong was on the left. The Japanese spy was looking at the right. It was as if he had just given Zhang Yong the back of his head.

So...

'Po!'

Zhang Yong brought his stick down.

The Japanese spy realises something is wrong and subconsciously reaches for his gun.

But...

He can't do anything. He falls over.

Zhang Yong comes forward and quickly takes the weapon from his arms. It's also a revolver.

It's very new. It has a pure mirror finish.

Unfortunately, it takes up too much space. It can't be put in the carry-on luggage.

Carrying the revolver, he kicks off the Japanese spy's shoes. As a result, he finds nothing unusual. There is no gold insole inside.

Huh?

No?

So he felt the corpse. He felt gold bars.

He took them out. He found that they were all small gold bars. There were only three.

Stingy.

Mean.

Swallowing.

He continued to feel. He felt a stack of silver notes.

Heh heh. This is almost it. He took them out. Suddenly, his full of hope turned into disappointment.

There are bank notes. They are all 200 silver dollars in value. There are 100 of them. That's worth 20,000 silver dollars. But they are from the Baoshang Bank.

Damn it...

Zhang Yong would hate to see this Baoshang Bank. Because the bank notes issued by it are not recognised anywhere except in North China and the region ruled by the puppet state of Manchukuo. Especially in the Jiangnan region, they are completely unusable.

What is this Japanese spy going to do with so many Baoshang Bank bank notes? Will anyone here be willing to accept them?

It seems that only the Japanese are willing to accept them. Or maybe the person who receives these banknotes has a way to sell them smoothly in the end. In the end, they still have to be returned to North China. In the end, they still have to go back to the Japanese.

Disappointed.

Grudgingly collect the banknotes.

Okay. This can be given to Wiggins. At the same time, you can also explore Wiggins's background.

If Wiggins is willing to accept the banknotes of the Baoshang Bank, it means that behind him, there is a channel for exchange. He can exchange it with the Japanese.

No one would believe that Wiggins has no dealings with the Japanese.

In fact, Zhang Yong knows full well that the United States has a lot of business dealings with the Japanese. And they are all bulk commodities. Including oil, scrap iron and steel, cotton and other strategic materials. Especially oil and steel. They are important resources for the Japanese to launch foreign aggression. Indispensable.

If the United States did not transport these materials, the Japanese invaders would have run out of resources long ago.

Continue to feel the body.

There is nothing else to find. So the Japanese spy was awakened.

The Japanese spy woke up confused. He saw Zhang Yong. He was full of confusion. He tried hard to figure out what was going on, but failed.

Zhang Yong's hand was relatively heavy. The Japanese spy was concussed. His consciousness remained unclear.

'What's your name?'

'What are you doing here?'

Zhang Yong repeatedly asked. The Japanese spy was unable to answer.

The confusion in his eyes was bewildered. It didn't seem like he was faking it. It seemed like he really had been concussed by him.

Oops, I missed.

I went too hard. I don't think he'll recover in the short term.

What should I do?

This Japanese spy definitely won't be able to go to the Adam's Shop.

Wiggins can see right through him in his current state.

Then Zhang Yong will have to go himself. Fortunately, he knows the place like the back of his hand. No outsiders are present. Perfect.

Arrange for Qin Lishan and the others to wait outside to provide backup. Then Zhang Yong will enter the Adam's Shop alone.

Wiggins happened to be inside the shop. When he saw Zhang Yong come in, his face didn't look good. He pretended not to see him. Obviously, there was no enthusiasm.

Zhang Yong didn't say a word. He directly took out a stack of Bank of Commerce Bank's banknotes and waved them at Wiggins.

Hey, hey. It's fine if you ignore me. Do you want the banknotes or not?

If not, forget it...

In the end, Wiggins waved his hand at him angrily, telling him to go inside and talk.

Inside was a small room. Only about ten square metres. Just two chairs. A table. It was very simple indeed. Outside the window was also a wall.

This showed how Wiggins felt about Zhang Yong. He wanted a cup of coffee. Forget it.

'Deposit.'

'Twenty thousand.'

Zhang Yong handed over the Bank of Commerce Bank's silver note.

He didn't want this bank's. It was naturally good to be able to sell it. However, it must be earned back from other sources.

Wiggins took the silver note. His face began to darken again.

Obviously, he didn't want the Baoshang Bank's banknote either. However, he didn't return it either.

'This needs to be discounted.'

'How?'

'Two to one.'

'You might as well go rob someone,'

Zhang Yong protested angrily. Two to one, that's ridiculous.

Two big ones for one big one?

That's too much.

'That's the price for a Baoshang Bank's banknote,' said Wiggins coldly.

'Fifteen thousand.' Zhang Yong would not back down easily.

'Impossible,' said Wiggins, shaking his head. 'There's no discussion on this matter. Ten thousand.'

'Five thousand U.S. dollars,' Zhang Yong said, changing the calculation method.

'No. Three thousand U.S. dollars,' Wiggins objected immediately.

Zhang Yong was furious.

Damn it, they're both old foxes. And they're both iron roosters.

They're really fucking black.

It's a monopoly. You have to admit it.

For the time being, Sun Dingyuan had no choice but to leave Hangzhou with Wiggins.

Apart from Wiggins, there were no other channels for the time being.

He also couldn't afford to delay too long. The longer it took, the more problems there would be.

Not external problems. Internal.

Those 100-odd people, armed and with money, all crammed into a small police station sub-station, sooner or later something would happen.

If there was an internal riot, Sun Dingyuan might not be able to control it.

So, he had to leave early.

The problem is, how is Zhang Yong going to reply now?

That Japanese spy is delirious. He'll probably be confused when he goes back.

It's over...

I never thought the problem would be here.

I went too hard on him, and now I've made it impossible for the third Japanese spy to go back smoothly.

But this Japanese spy can't not go back.

If he doesn't, it'll be like blowing his cover.

With Sun Dingyuan's sharp wit, he'll immediately sense that something's wrong. And then he'll take measures to escape.

By then, it would be another round of trouble. Maybe Sun Dingyuan would slip through the net.

Frowning,

Zhang Yong didn't know what to do.

He heard Wiggins say, 'Weapons, no carry.'

'Got it,' Zhang Yong nodded.

The other person's words reminded him that he should probably go visit Chen Shiweng.

Who was Chen Shiweng? The Hangzhou Police Chief. Chen Cheng's younger cousin. Zhang Yong needed the police department's assistance. Setting up roadblocks near Adam's Inn...

Wait.

If I go to see Chen Shimen, won't I have to give him a share of the money?

Chen Shimen won't just set up roadblocks without asking any questions. And I, Zhang Yong, don't have the authority to give Chen Shimen orders.

If I reveal the information, I won't be able to keep the money for myself.

No, I can't do that.

I can actually set up the roadblocks myself.

After all, there's nothing technical about setting up roadblocks. Just transfer a hundred new recruits from the Airborne Police's 4th Regiment.

Yes.

That's what we'll do.

No need to bother the police department. It'll just cause unnecessary complications.

Chen Cheng is nicknamed the Little Chairman, but he's very clever. If you provoke him, you're bound to get into trouble.

Thinking about the Airborne Police's 4th Regiment...

Since the higher-ups have put me in charge of the Airborne Police's 4th Regiment, I have to make it look good. This is a good opportunity to take the Air Police Regiment for a spin. To be honest, the morale of the new recruits is not bad. Although their combat effectiveness is not good.

'Mr. Wiggins...'

'If you have something to say, just get it over with. I don't want to waste time with you.'

'Mr. Greig said he has some information about Pearl Harbor. It was provided by the Japanese.'

'What does that have to do with me?'

'Nothing. Nothing.'

Zhang Yong immediately shut up. Then he took his leave.

He pondered inwardly. It seems that this bait is not very good. Wiggins has no intention of taking the bait at all.

Failure...

It seems that I don't have the talent to forge intelligence!

The responses caused by the previously forged plans for a severe thunderstorm and plan 226 were not very big. So far, there has been no profit.

If there is no profit, then what is the use of the false intelligence that I released?

His ultimate goal is still to make money!

Frowning.

I feel that there is something that needs to be improved...

from Adam's shop. Find a place to call back to the Airborne Police's 4th Regiment. Deploy the troops.

Yang Buqing and Song Youming of course immediately complied. Arrange for the troops to depart. But there aren't enough vehicles. So the speed will be relatively slow.

They only have three semi-new trucks. Barely serviceable. Each truck can carry about 15 people. A maximum of 50 people at a time.

But 50 people is enough.

Sure enough, more than an hour later, the first advance troops arrived.

Not bad, indeed. Even the quality of the uniforms was much better than those of the security guards.

After all, they were the Air Force.

Even if they were just the guard force. They were still treated well.

The uniforms of the security guards were all crumpled and tattered, and they didn't look presentable at all. But the Air Force's appearance was absolutely good-looking. When they stood on the street, the passers-by couldn't help but take a second look.

Where did such a handsome army come from?

Also, the Springfield M1903 rifles they were equipped with, although not new, were very well maintained.

Yang Buqing and Song Youming did not have any experience in training troops. However, they understood the basic operations. Especially this kind of superficial work. It was done very well.

Immediately deploy the arrangements.

It cannot be too close to the police station branch.

Nor can it be deployed exclusively near Adam's Inn.

Deploy in three places.

Two of them are not related to the police station.

Then the Japanese spy was subdued at the nearest checkpoint. It can be said that the person was detained.

Yes, it means that the person is detained. Sun Dingyuan will definitely send someone out to check, and then he will see that the person is detained. Naturally, there will be no doubts.

He was detained at the checkpoint. It's not a big deal.

If there was a big deal, the person would have been taken away long ago. How could he continue to stay at the checkpoint?

Zhang Yong then changed into the uniform of a major in the Air Force's Fourth Regiment and appeared at the farthest checkpoint. This was deliberately done so that Sun Dingyuan would see him.

There was a bridge here. It was a key thoroughfare for traffic.

It was normal for anyone to set up a checkpoint here.

Sure enough, soon afterwards, someone came out of the police station branch office furtively.

He went to the location of the checkpoint and quietly looked around.

Zhang Yong stood there, making himself very clearly visible. But he didn't look at the other man.

Soon afterwards, the man retreated quietly.

He returned to the police substation and reported to Sun Dingyuan immediately. The person hiding in the police substation was indeed Sun Dingyuan.

'What? Zhang Yong?'

'Yes. That's him. He's keeping an eye on the east side of the bridge.'

'The east side of the bridge...'

Sun Dingyuan fell into thought.

Zhang Yong was here, which was not good news.

He had heard of this person as well. He was said to be very good at catching Japanese spies.

However, he, Sun Dingyuan, was not a Japanese spy. Therefore, he should not be the target of Zhang Yong's arrest.

However, Zhang Yong's presence here was always a problem.

No wonder one of his subordinates had been arrested.

Therefore...

He must act quickly.

He must leave Hangzhou as soon as possible. Leave this place of trouble.