Chapter 702: The Glory of the Republic

Stay calm!

Stay calm!

Lie down carefully.

Zhang Yong repeatedly told himself not to act rashly.

Otherwise, he would be dead.

Now the Japanese sniper was in charge.

The other party was 450 meters away. For the time being, Zhang Yong had no way to fight back.

He didn't bring a grenade launcher.

He was a bit careless. He didn't expect to be sniped at.

Now he can only hide.

It's a bit embarrassing. It's a bit frustrating. But there's nothing he can do. He's been outmaneuvered by the enemy. He must first save his life, and then he'll have a chance to fight back.

He feels a hot pain in his back.

He's been wounded. But it doesn't seem to have injured any major bones. After doing a few simple movements, he finds that his arm is still flexible.

Good. He's not dead. Then he'll continue fighting.

As long as the Japanese spies can't kill him, they will continue to have bad luck.

'Attack!'

'Attack!'

Wang Wu is anxious.

He is leading the remaining troops of the 19th Route Army tonight.

'Attack!'

'Attack!'

Over there, Guo Hai is also anxious.

Damn it, someone actually ambushed Zhang Yong! This is unacceptable!

Even if they have to fight to the death, they have to show the other side what they are made of!

'Attack!'

'Go!'

They crouched down and charged at their target.

They knew they were in danger of being ambushed. But they had no choice. Without the slightest hesitation.

There was no gunshot.

The map indicated that the red dot was quickly fleeing.

Damn, he got away again.

Zhang Yong hurriedly marked the time. So that he could identify him next time.

Last time, he didn't have time to mark the Japanese sniper. As a result, he couldn't identify him among the many Japanese spies.

But this time, it won't be the same. He has successfully marked the other person.

As long as the other person enters the map again, he will be able to accurately lock on to the target.

Suddenly, he saw Wang Shen turn around and try to run.

Zhang Yong jumped up, pounced forward, and pinned Wang Shen down.

Damn it, trying to run? No way!

I've encountered such a great danger, and you still want to run?

Wang Shen subconsciously struggled, but he was no match for Zhang Yong. Soon, he was pinned down by Zhang Yong.

'Zhang Yong, what do you want?'

'To arrest you.'

'Why are you arresting me?'

'I suspect you of colluding with the Japanese and trying to kill me.'

'You're talking nonsense.'

'This is a personal vendetta. Think carefully before you speak.'

'Ah...'

Wang Shen suddenly let out a scream.

But it was because Zhang Yong had punched him in the stomach. His body immediately cringed in pain.

He tried to speak, but found he couldn't.

He gasped for air.

'Puff!'

'Puff!'

His belly took several more punches in quick succession.

Zhang Yong vented all his anger at Wang Shen for the Japanese sniper.

Since they couldn't catch the Japanese sniper for the time being, they could only take it out on Wang Shen. He spoke. This is a personal grudge. Even if the emperor of heaven came, I would still fix you today.

'Click!'

He took out the handcuffs and handcuffed Wang Shen.

Then he waved his hand to indicate that he should be taken away.

He still had to go after the Japanese sniper. Today's job was to chase that son of a bitch.

'What are you going to do?'

'Slap!'

'Slap!'

As soon as Wang Shen opened his mouth, he was served a big slap.

Zhang Yong fully revealed his irritability. In the end, he beat Wang Shen into submission and he never dared to make a sound again.

'Team leader...'

Guo Hai returned in shame.

But the Japanese invaders had already disappeared. They couldn't catch up.

'Team leader...'

Wang Wu returned. He, too, kept his head down. He looked dejected.

He was not convinced. But there was nothing they could do. The target was running too fast. Without Zhang Yong's help, they simply couldn't keep track of the target.

It was now just after 4am, the darkness before dawn. The outskirts of the city were pitch black.

But there was a fire outside the compound. It happened to shine on Zhang Yong. So the Japanese invader sniper opened fire.

If Zhang Yong had been in the dark, the Japanese sniper would not have been able to see him.

'It's fine. I've got him.'

'Huh?'

Wang Wu and Guo Hai looked at each other in confusion. They didn't understand.

Got him? Where? Why can't they see him?

"Help me look at the wound.'

'Okay.'

Guo Hai got up. He ripped open his shirt.

He found that the bullet had dug a long gash. It had scraped off a large piece of flesh.

The bone inside was almost clearly visible. But the bone was not scraped.

Objectively speaking, it is not serious.

As long as the wound infection is controlled, there should be no major problems in the follow-up.

Of course, for the time being, pain is inevitable.

In this line of work, skin trauma is commonplace.

As time passed, Zhang Yong also felt the wound getting more and more painful. His arm was not as flexible and free as before.

After all, it was the position of the shoulder blade. Even if a piece of flesh is scraped off, it is quite sensitive.

He hadn't even had time to react to the pain. Otherwise, he probably wouldn't have been able to catch Wang Shen.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.

He had thought he could catch Sun Dingyuan, but instead, it was a trap. He almost died.

'Puff!'

'Puff!'

He kicked Wang Shen twice more.

Wang Shen was both anxious and angry. Finally, he couldn't hold back any longer. He let out a desperate yell.

'I am the Manchukuo...'

'I'm hitting you Manchukuo!'

'Ah...'

Wang Shen screamed again.

But it was Zhang Yong who was punching and kicking him. He was injured in his left shoulder. His right hand was still nimble.

It was tragic. Last time in Tianjin, he was shot in the right shoulder. This time it was the left shoulder. Next time, he didn't know where it would be. Maybe every part of his body would be in turn?

This job was dangerous. It was like dancing on the tip of a knife. If he were an ordinary person, he might have died in three days.

Reaching out, he took everything of value from Wang Shen.

Damn it. You set me up!

You set me up to be assassinated, didn't you? This is a personal vendetta! No one can help me!

I felt the thick, thick, thick banknotes.

Not a stack. Lots of them. Bulging. I guess there were hundreds of them.

Damn. The Manchukuo government was rich!

But I felt disgusted. I was angry.

They were all banknotes from the Baoshang Bank. No matter how many there were, they were useless.

If I raise my hand, I'll get hit again. I found out that the wound hurts a lot. So I angrily held back.

[You have activated the glory of the Republic...]

[The map has been updated...]

Suddenly, a message flashed.

Zhang Yong: ???

What? What was activated? The glory of the Republic?

After a moment, he was sure he wasn't hallucinating. The system did prompt.

The map has been updated?

He hurriedly checked the map.

The result...

No abnormalities were found.

There was nothing.

Neither the military model nor the economic model had changed from before.

What had gone wrong?

Was it a lack of energy?

So even if the glory of the Republic was activated, there was no way to produce 10,000 aircraft carriers? 100 million tanks?

Disappointed.

Upset.

'Puff!'

'Puff!'

Wang Shen was kicked hard.

Wang Shen fell to the ground, groaning and grinding his teeth.

'I am Manchukuo...'

'I'm talking about your puppet Manchukuo!'

'We won't let you off...'

'Call Kawashima Yoshiko!'

'You...'

Wang Shen fainted.

He was infuriated. At the same time, he was also stifled and desperate.

When he met a psychopath like Zhang Yong, there was really nothing he could do except resign himself to his fate.

The other party was a barefooted man.

He had no relatives. No friends. Nothing.

His attempts to ambush him had failed.

He wanted to take hostages, but there were none. No one could threaten Zhang Yong.

'Bring me a torch.'

'You, you, you, Zhang Yong, you crazy man, what are you going to do?'

Wang Shen screamed in terror.

His subconscious told him that the situation was very bad. Zhang Yong had definitely not asked for a torch for lighting.

'Do you know what it means to light a sky lantern?'

'You, you, don't do anything rash. Don't do anything rash. Zhang Yong, I have no grudges against you...'

'Look at my wound.'

'It's not me, really not me, I really don't know anything...'

'Guards. Lift him up. Pile firewood underneath and roast him slowly. No rush. We'll just have a fire. Alas, this damn weather.'

'Zhang Yong, I really didn't know that someone was setting you up to be assassinated. I was on another mission. I was just setting up a scam...'

'What scam?

'I...'

Wang Shen hesitated.

What scam? He couldn't say.

If he did, he was finished. The Japanese would kill him.

But if he didn't, Zhang Yong would kill him immediately...

He saw Zhang Yong wave his hand.

The others silently piled up the firewood.

Wang Shen crumbled.

He said helplessly, 'Lure the wealthy merchants of Jiangnan to the north, then capture them and force them to cooperate with the Empire of Japan.'

'And then what?' Zhang Yong asked casually, 'Where is the money you have prepared?'

'You need money to buy 100,000 tons of grain.'

'Yes, there is. But...'

'Where is it?'

'In the hands of the Japanese. Akiyama Shigeaki.'

'Him?'

Zhang Yong was a little surprised.

In this matter, there is actually Shigeaki Akiyama behind the design?

Shigeaki Akiyama has been very active. After being transferred to Shanghai, he has caused so many problems. In addition to framing people, he also set up a big scam.

No. Strictly speaking, it is not a scam. It is a trap.

'Where is Kawashima Yoshiko?'

'Shanghai.'

'Oh? She is in Shanghai?'

'Yes.'

'When did she come?'

'Three days ago.'

'Oh...'

Zhang Yong sighed with some regret.

He had missed out on a great opportunity to catch Kawashima Yoshiko. Three days ago, he had been in Hangzhou.

If he had stayed in Shanghai, he might have run into Kawashima Yoshiko again. If he caught her again, he would definitely put her in the system handcuffs.

No one could open them except himself. Just how long could this female traitor continue to run around?

'You are a puppet Manchurian, aren't you?'

'Yes.'

'Tell me everything you know about the 226 Incident.'

'Well...'

'No? Then we'll roast you.'

'I'll talk, I'll talk.'

Wang Shen trembled. He imagined some extremely horrible scenes.

This Zhang Yong in front of him was not a human being at all, but a demon. Even the Japanese were only servants in his presence. How could he, a traitor, be any different?

'I, I, I heard that many people died. Including several generals.'

'Who?'

'Sadao Araki, Jinzaburo Masaki...'

'Oh? They died?'

'Yes.'

'What else?'

'Hidetoki Tojo was transferred back to be in charge of the trial of all those involved in the rebellion.'

'And then?'

'More than 300 people were executed.'

'Really?'

Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

He didn't completely believe Wang Shen's words. But he didn't completely reject them either.

This incident is expected to produce a slight change. At least, with Tojo being transferred back to be in charge of the trial, more people will be purged.

Tojo is nicknamed Tojo Razor, but he is not a softhearted guy.

He is still very loyal to the control faction. He is extremely disgusted with the imperial way faction. He has a deep grudge with the imperial way faction.

This time, Tojo Hideki has seized the opportunity, and I am afraid that the imperial way faction will have a hard time. Maybe even uproot it.

The execution of more than 300 people in one go was just the beginning.

Who knows how many more will be dealt with next.

Unfortunately, the Japanese invaders as a whole are a monster. Even though they are seriously divided, they still have no intention of giving up their ambitions for invasion.

On the contrary, this assassination has greatly weakened the power of the civilian group, resulting in the military being out of control. No one dares to question the military. It's a bit like the state of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms. It's all military men in power. The result is unlimited war. There is no solution. No one can change it.

Forget it. These are all big events. None of my business.

'How many people are there inside?'

'Seven.'

'Speak more clearly.'

'Nine, nine,'

Wang Shen hastily corrected. But he forgot about the two roaming sentries outside.

Zhang Yong compared it to the map and found that there were indeed nine white spots. There were two golden signs. Everyone had a gun.

But it didn't matter. Zhang Yong also had a strong force. There were more than 50 people.

He immediately ordered everyone to immediately lay down their weapons. Otherwise, they would be subject to severe attacks.

As a result...

The people inside were very sensible. They voluntarily and consciously surrendered their weapons.

Apparently, they already knew that Zhang Yong had been assassinated. He was injured. He was now in a mad dog state. He could bite someone to death at any time.

All weapons were collected. They were all various pistols.

Two gold necklaces were also collected. So, that's where the gold symbols came from.

Disappointed...

Return the gold necklaces.

These are personal belongings of others. They have been worn. He doesn't want them.

He, Zhang Yong, only wants gold bars...

The case is closed, and it's almost dawn. Refreshed, he gathers his team and starts in pursuit of the Japanese sniper.

The reason he didn't go after him right away is that he was worried about being counterattacked.

If the Japanese sniper was aiming from 500 metres away, he would be dead for sure.

On the contrary, if he's given plenty of time, the other person might put down his sniper rifle and then disguise himself as an ordinary person.

As long as the target puts down the rifle, it will be easier to capture him.

Back to the city.

Start 'street sweeping'.

The Japanese sniper fled northeast.

This direction should have been arranged by the Japanese spy long ago. If you go this way, you will reach the city. The great one hides in the city!

In the eyes of the Japanese spy, as long as he dives into the crowd and assumes a legitimate identity, he will definitely not be exposed.

Common sense does indeed say so.

Hangzhou has a population of more than one million after all. It is not easy to identify an assassin from the vast crowd.

However, Zhang Yong has his own method. That is to sweep the streets.

Until he finds his target.

A radius of 500 metres. He slowly sweeps the area.

He doesn't find the red dot, but he does discover a yellow dot by accident.

Huh?

A yellow dot? Yellow?

Zhang Yong finally understands what map updates mean.

There is now an additional colour marker: yellow. But what does this yellow colour mean? For the time being, it is unclear.

After a moment's thought, Zhang Yong decides to go and have a look. A yellow dot, how novel.

Soon after, the yellow dot appeared in the field of view of the telescope. It was a middle-aged man making buns. He was busy in front of the bun shop.

There was nothing unusual about him.

He was busy and sweating.

It was morning, business was good, and there were many customers.

Zhang Yong watched quietly.

What did the yellow dot mean after all?

Was it a businessman? Making money? Having an income? So it was yellow? Yellow represented gold, profit?

He shook his head. It didn't feel quite right.

Suddenly, another yellow dot entered the map. There was also a label.

Check it out. It turned out to be Lao Bai.

Huh?

Lao Bai? It turned yellow? What's going on?

Something seemed to come to mind. It was connected to the glory of the Republic. Finally, Zhang Yong came to a conclusion.

The yellow dot probably represented a member of the Red Party. They were the ones who established the Republic.

The gaze returned. He silently watched the boss of the bakery.

It seemed that he was also a member of the underground party.

Lao Bai appeared nearby, and it is very likely that he came to see the boss of the bakery.

Continue to observe.

Sure enough, not long after, Lao Bai came to the front of the bakery.

I don't know what they said. But it must have been just ordinary conversation. Because there were other people around. Lao Bai bought a bag of buns and gave a banknote. The boss of the bakery gave him change. Then Lao Bai took the buns and left.

Nothing unusual.

Just a normal transaction.

But Zhang Yong is interested in this boss of the bakery.

What a powerful map. It reveals his true identity. Haha. He decides to go over and say hello. Get to know the person.

Who knows, this person might become a big shot in the future. Getting to know someone could be beneficial.

'Guo Hai, let's go buy some buns.'

'Okay.'

Zhang Yong leads Guo Hai over.

He doesn't hide his identity either. He just saunters over.

The boss of the bunshop of course saw them. His eyes were slightly guarded. But soon they returned to normal. Everything was as usual.

However, the other customers, who were also there to buy buns, saw Zhang Yong and his men coming in a large group, looking menacing, all dressed in the same style of Mao suit, and subconsciously sensed that something was amiss, so they left one after the other. Some even took the buns with them. But they didn't pay for them.

'Boss!' Zhang Yong came up to the bun shop.

'Sir,' the bun shop owner politely picked up two buns and said, 'Please, please.'

'How many buns do you have left?'

'There are still several baskets. Sir, do you want...'

'That's perfect. We haven't had breakfast yet, have we? I'll take them all. Just tell me. How much? I'll pay in silver dollars.'

'Sir, if you're paying in silver dollars, just five silver dollars will be enough.'

'That's so cheap?'

'Our shop always makes a small profit but sells a lot of products. In the future, I hope you'll continue to support us.'

'Okay.'

Zhang Yong took out five silver dollars and gave them to the other person.

Then he told everyone to eat the buns there and then.

After a long night of hard work, everyone was hungry. They all started to wolf down their buns.

'Damn,' Zhang Yong muttered suddenly.

'Sir...' the bun shop owner asked cautiously, 'is the bun not delicious?'

'No,' Zhang Yong shook his head, 'it's just that I remembered something. Shit. Yesterday I was supposed to catch a Red. At the train station. I had the guy in my grasp. But then those bastards from the Party Investigation Department came out and said that their man was an impostor. The aim was to catch real Reds. And by doing that, they actually caught three real Reds. Those bastards, they're really fucking cunning.'

The boss of the bun shop: ...

Is there really such a thing?

Just recently, why did a few comrades disappear so strangely?

An internal investigation found nothing. I thought there was another traitor. I never thought it was Xu En.

This Xu En is really cunning...

'Let's go!'

Zhang Yong waved his hand. He led the team away.

He didn't leave any information about himself. It's fashionable these days to do good deeds anonymously. Hehe.

If the other party is someone with a heart, they will definitely find him.

By the way, this yellow dot is really useful! A tool for bluffing.

Although I'm injured,

I've upgraded the map once. It's promising.

But...

Forget it. It's too dangerous. I could die at any time.

Continue moving forward.

After eating and drinking, everyone is much more energetic.

Suddenly, they find a bunch of white dots. All of them have weapon symbols. And all of them have gold symbols.

Zhang Yong: ?

Carefully identifying. Found twelve.

So many people gathered together. Who is it? Is it Sun Dingyuan? Is it his true self?

Unwittingly, Zhang Yong began to feel invigorated again.

If it is Sun Dingyuan, he must be carrying his wealth.

The question is...

Is this group of people really Sun Dingyuan?