Chapter 748: The Air Force Has a Bright Future

'The eldest prince is about to return to the country.'

'What?'

'Team Leader Zhang, what will become of your secret service?'

'I don't know,'

Zhang Yong shook his head. He didn't bother to think about the question.

He was a nobody himself, and when it came to the prince, was it his turn to speak? It was a joke...

The eldest prince is Comrade Jianfeng.

In 'All Quiet in Beiping,' he is always on the phone. You only hear his voice, you never see him.

Sometimes Zhang Yong feels that the world is actually very absurd.

Logically speaking, the Red Party should be in the same camp as Moscow. However, Comrade Jianfeng is Chiang Kai-shek's eldest son. He studied in Moscow.

In theory, Natasha, Androv and the others were all sent by Moscow. They should be helping the Red Party. But it was just the opposite.

It always felt like there was a wrong connection somewhere.

However, this was a big matter, and he just thought about it. It immediately went out of his mind.

'Think about it!' Li Shiqun said with a meaningful look.

'That's our department head's business,' Zhang Yong didn't give the other person a chance to speak.

'Don't you want to set up your own business, Team Leader Zhang?'

'No.'

'But you have already set up your own business.'

'Reason.'

'Your secret investigation team is not under the control of your boss, isn't that setting up your own business?'

'But I am under the control of the police command headquarters!'

Zhang Yong admitted frankly.

Sure enough, there are no secrets within the Kuomintang.

It is said to be a secret investigation team, but in the end even Li Shiqun knows about it.

Haha, if even Li Shiqun knows about it, who else doesn't know? The whole world knows.

And it's a secret investigation team.

What the hell is a secret investigation team!

'I heard that after the eldest son returns to the country, he will directly lead this secret investigation team. You will be directly responsible to the eldest son,' Li Shiqun said nonchalantly, "I don't know where these rumours came from. They say that the eldest son wants to take power from the wife.'

'You..." Zhang Yong paused. He was secretly shocked.

This Li Shiqun is really sinister.

He has suddenly provoked a rift between the eldest son and the wife.

Unfortunately, this matter is very taboo. No one dares to speak of it. Even Chen Cheng and Hu Zongnan dare not.

The eldest and second eldest sons were not born to the Madam. The Madam currently has no children. But she may have them in the future. No one can say for sure about such things.

If you flip through ancient history books, you will find countless similar plots.

They are all kept secret!

"I remember that Team Leader Zhang seems to be the Director of the Third Intelligence Division of the Air Force Staff Department, and the Deputy Director of the Air Force Security Department...'

'Li Shiqun, what exactly are you trying to say?'

Zhang Yong interrupted his opponent curtly. He couldn't let the other person continue.

Compared to Ding Mucun, Li Shiqun was even more insidious and cunning. One false move and one would fall for it.

The others had at least a thousand or a few hundred years of experience. He, Zhang Yong, had only just started learning the ways of the mountain. It was too difficult to play tricks with these people.

His gaze swept over. Behind Li Shiqun there was a yellow dot. It was unremarkable. It was no different from the others.

Perhaps only a master like him could secretly pay Li Shiqun a visit?

"Just chatting. Just chatting.'

Li Shiqun even knows how to talk evasively. Then he turned and left.

Zhang Yong: ...

Damn it. This son of a bitch.

He deliberately came to disrupt my concentration. Alas, making money is the way to go.

Burying one's head in money.

Making money like crazy.

Focusing on making money.

No matter what happens above, making money is the way to go.

Otherwise, the king's banner will change on the city wall. Once a king, once a minister. Big ups and downs. There's always a time to suffer.

The Commander of Money was dismissed for more than two years, let alone anyone else.

They all said that Hu Zongnan was stupid. Where was he stupid? He buried himself in the military and stayed out of politics. As a result, he was the fastest promoted among the first Huangpu class.

How did Yang Yongtai die?

And how did Boss Dai die later?

So...

Never get involved in the affairs of the higher-ups.

Just do whatever the higher-ups tell you to do. If there's profit to be made, be proactive. If there's no profit to be made, just muddle along.

After the victory in the War of Resistance, the mission was complete, so he just took his leave.

Thinking about it like this, he suddenly felt much more relaxed.

So he got into the car. Enter Jianhu Xiaozhu.

Afternoon.

Meeting.

This is the first time he has seen a representative of the Gestapo.

The name is very familiar. It's called Klinsmann. But he shouldn't be able to head the ball. He is very handsome.

At this moment in time, Germans seem to have super good looks. Just pick one out and he will outshine a group of opponents. I don't feel the cold temperament of the Gestapo at all in him. It could be a translation error. Maybe it's not the Gestapo at all?

Klinsmann brought 50 heavily armed German soldiers. Each one was tall and strong. They were dressed in neat military uniforms. They wore steel helmets. Simply in terms of appearance, they completely outshone the German-equipped division of the National Army. They were all equipped with the latest Mauser 98K rifles.

Zhang Yong couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Could the 100 men he had brought defeat these 50 German soldiers?

It was hard to say...

I hope everything is fine. I hope Klinsmann doesn't target me...

'Zhang Yong!'

Suddenly, someone called his name.

Zhang Yong's expression stiffened. Shit. It was Klinsmann. He was the first to be called.

'Present!'

He reflexively stood up.

Attention.

His movements were still very standard.

Unfortunately, he was not as tall as the German soldiers outside, otherwise, he would have charmed countless beautiful women...

'Zhang, how much intelligence have you gathered recently?'

'Report. None.'

'Why not?'

'Report. None is none. It is my inadequate work.'

'Sit down.'

Klinsmann's Chinese was very stiff. But he could express himself.

It was hard to imagine that there were actually Germans who could speak Chinese. And not the kind that needs an interpreter. He was really quite impressive.

The Germanic race was taking on the whole world alone, and they were still accompanied by a bunch of useless teammates...

'Yes!'

Zhang Yong sat down.

He thought about the drawings in his personal space.

It seemed that taking these out could also prove that his work was 'effective'. However, he could not hand them directly to Klinsmann.

Why?

Because he is the head of the secret investigation team!

His secret investigation team is subordinate to the chamberlain's office. The chamberlain's office has priority in knowing all kinds of information.

If he gives the information to foreigners before reporting to the chamberlain's office, that would definitely be taboo.

No one likes someone who turns their back on them.

Close your eyes and relax.

Adopt a posture of non-violent non-cooperation.

But Zhang Yong's non-violent resistance must be understood in this way: you don't use violence, and I absolutely won't cooperate.

If you use violence, I can't beat you, so I'll cooperate...

Of course, if you pay, I'll cooperate immediately.

Dizzy...

Confused...

In a daze...

Finally, the meeting ended.

Zhang Yong returned to his residence and immediately called the police headquarters.

He wanted to find Commander Qian and report on the drawings. Whether it's true or not, he's prepared to hand over ten blueprints. It's a test.

What should he do with the remaining twenty? Of course, he'll keep them for self-defence.

Or maybe he can see if there are any other big fish. He can catch one or two...

The result...

Commander Qian wasn't there. Neither was Zhou Yang.

'This...'

'Hello, do you need to register?'

'Yes, please. I'm Zhang Yong from the Special Branch of the Restoration Society. Just tell them I have something important to discuss with Commander Qian.'

'Understood.'

'Thank you.'

After the other party had registered the details, Zhang Yong put the receiver down.

This is called filing a report. In case there is any follow-up in the future, if the reason for not reporting in time is not known, Commander Qian will naturally know the reason when he sees the registered information.

It's a bit strange. Is Commander Qian busy? Is he busy dealing with the Second Guangdong Incident?

Oh, he is the director of the personal staff office. He is Chiang Kai-shek's right-hand man. He must be busy.

After thinking about it, he decided to call back to the air force base to ask about the situation. It seems that he has not contacted them for a long time.

Li Shiqun had reminded him. He seemed to be someone from Madam's side.

His butt was definitely skewed more towards the Air Force. Another point was that he was in the secret service of the Fuxing Society.

As for the so-called 'eldest son' and 'comrade Jianfeng'...

Sorry, I don't know...

In fact, he had no choice. He had already joined the Nationalist Air Force and could not withdraw. That would be a traitor.

It was as if he could not voluntarily defect from the secret service of the Fuxing Society. Unless the head of the secret service targeted him. He had no choice but to go.

Otherwise, in the eyes of others, he is a traitor. He is a traitor. He is Lu Bu. The red rabbit in the horse's belly, Lu Bu in the belly of men, a halberd with a square sky, stabbing his adoptive father. With this reputation, wherever he goes in the future, he will be spurned. But those who have experienced defections have not fared well. On the contrary, being greedy for money and lustful is only human.

In addition to making money, Zhang Yong also has a little bit of thoughts.

If he could make the Nationalist Air Force a little stronger through his own efforts, that would be considered an achievement.

He didn't ask for much, just a little strength.

That would make the Japanese invaders pay a heavier price.

But after the eldest son returned, it seemed that he was doing more 'virtual' things.

It was far inferior to dealing with the Air Force personally.

The Air Force had to fight the Japanese army without interruption. The fight in the air was constant.

From the August 14th air battle, to the Bishan air battle, to the Hump Line later, to the Xuefengshan counterattack. To the B-29 bombers attacking the Japanese mainland...

The first large-scale use of B-29 bombers to bomb the Japanese mainland seems to have taken off from Chengdu.

Chengdu...

There's something going on!

Peilan and Peixue are in Chengdu...

If I lay out the groundwork in advance, I should be able to make a little money, right?

Stop.

Stop.

At this moment, you're still thinking about money.

Your scope is too small...

In short, following the Air Force will have great development potential in the future.

The Air Force has the most extensive international cooperation.

If he wants to make money from those powerful countries, he must definitely use the Air Force as a platform.

It seems that the Flying Tigers were later renamed the 14th Air Force of the Allies, and their strength was very powerful. They completely crushed the remaining Japanese air force.

However, there was absolutely no resistance to doing evil. But if you want to do something right, it's difficult.

There were countless opinions on the purchase of fighter jets alone. He didn't even get a chance to speak. Nor did he have the power to decide anything. He could only watch silently.

Yang Lichu answered the phone. When she found out it was Zhang Yong, her tone immediately soured.

'Director Zhang has a million things to deal with every day, and it's rare that he remembers, but you're still the director of the Air Force General Staff Intelligence Department!'

'I'm busy making money for formula. Time is precious. If you have something to say, say it. If not, hang up.'

'Things are quiet here. What could it be? But Shen Ming and the others are waiting for you every day, waiting with bated breath...'

'Nothing important?'

'Yesterday, a plane took off from Conghua Airport in Guangdong, landed at Nanchang Airport, then took off again and landed at the Ji'qiao Air Base.'

'Whose plane?'

'The Southern Heavenly King, Chen Jitang's.'

'Really?'

'Do you know how many planes the Southern Heavenly King has? It'll shock you when I tell you!'

'5,000?'

'More than 130. And most of them can still take off. There are six air squadrons.'

'Really?'

Zhang Yong was secretly amazed.

He really didn't know about this.

So the Southern Heavenly King Chen Jitang was that powerful? He had so many planes? More than 100?

It seems that the Nationalist Air Force also has more than 100 aircraft. This includes aircraft transferred from Beiping, Tianjin and other places. The pilots also include those who fled from the Northeast Army. Gao Yuanhang is one of them. It can be said to be a hodgepodge. It was only with great difficulty that it was pulled together. I didn't expect that someone else, Chen Jitang, also had more than 100 aircraft.

To be honest, Chiang Kai-shek, the chairman, is really having a hard time!

Chen Jitang in Guangdong, Li and Bai in Guangxi, Long Yun in Yunnan, Liu Xiang in Sichuan, Yan Laoxi in Shanxi...

Fortunately, Wang Jialie was dealt with earlier. Otherwise, Guizhou would have been an independent kingdom. Then there was Song Zheyuan in North China, Han Fuzhu in Shandong, He Jian in Hunan...

After all is said and done, there don't seem to be many provinces where Chiang's words count, do there?

"Your boss planned it.'

'What?'

'Your boss is in Guangzhou. He's responsible for turning Chen Jitang's men against him.'

'Really?'

'When are you going there?'

'Me?'

'I hear that Guangzhou is full of gold. It's a shame if you don't go and get some.'

'I don't need to go.'

Zhang Yong's heart was unmoved. Go to Guangzhou? No need.

Guangzhou is full of gold? Nonsense. Can it compare to the Shanghai Bund? This side is the international stage. There's plenty of money.

It's a war zone over there, and there's no guarantee of safety.

Besides, the governor is in charge himself. Even if he goes, there's nothing he can do!

'What type of plane is it?'

'Chen Jitang produced it himself. It's a biplane. The original version was British. It's a bit old.'

'Are they all biplanes?'

'Yes.'

'That is indeed backward...'

Zhang Yong silently mused.

A hundred or so aircraft may sound impressive. But...

They are all biplanes with very outdated performance!

Biplanes and monoplanes were the watershed in the development of aircraft in the next two or three years.

Biplanes could no longer keep up with the times and would soon be eliminated.

With the emergence of the German fighter bf-109, future fighters would be based on this model.

The exception is the twin-engine P-38 Lightning. This was designed before the Bf 109 came along. After the P-38, all fighter planes were almost identical. There were only minor changes. Another thing that changed was the insane increase in engine power.

In just a few years, the thrust of aircraft engines increased several times. As the saying goes, if the thrust is high enough, you can fly a brick.

Four aircraft engines were enough to propel a super-heavy monster like the B-29, carrying more than 60 tons of weight, flying 3,000 kilometres away, obliterating the ground target, and then flying back. If it was just a simple transfer, it could even fly 9,000 kilometres.

What is the concept of an operational radius of 3,000 kilometres? Taking off from Jinling, it can cover all cities in the country. Including the farthest capital of Tianshan Province, Tihwa!

If it took off from the vicinity of Chongqing, all the cities in the Japanese mainland would be within its range.

The B-29 was a superb example of advanced technology.

Zhang Yong felt that if he continued to work in the Air Force, he would definitely have the opportunity to fly the B-29 over the Japanese mainland.

He wanted to drop the bombs himself!

What should he write on the bombs? Greetings to Tojo?

That's too small-minded...

He couldn't resist the temptation for a moment.

Yes, he would stay in the Air Force. The Air Force had a future.

He couldn't go to the Japanese mainland on the ground, but he could fly over it from the air. He would go with the B-29s to bomb Mount Fuji!

A sudden heat came over him.

He wanted to claim credit.

He wanted to establish his irreplaceable position in the Air Force.

'Wait for me at the base.'

'What is it?'

'I have something very confidential. I need you to go back to Jinling in person.'

'It's me again...'

'I have confidential information that I need you to deliver to your wife in person.'

'Then come back!'

Yang Lichu immediately became serious upon hearing that it was confidential information for Madam.

Zhang Yong hung up the phone. He immediately brought someone back to the air force base. Back at the Intelligence Section 3 office area, Yang Lichu was already there.

He waved his hand. He dismissed everyone. Then he took out ten drawings.

Yang Lichu didn't say a word, but picked them up and looked at them carefully. Then she looked at Zhang Yong in surprise.

Obviously, she had recognised it. It was a three-dimensional view of the Bf-109 fighter! The data seemed to be very accurate. At least, she hadn't found any mistakes.

To make sure, she called someone to bring a stack of photos and double-checked.

'You should take a look too.'

'What?'

'These are photos taken during the Bf-109's test flight.'

'Really?'

Zhang Yong took them and looked at them.

The photos were actually quite blurry. They were all taken from a distance.

At this time, camera technology had not yet developed professional telephoto lenses. Therefore, distant targets were blurred.

However, there are always some talented people in this world. They can infer a lot of information from blurry photos. Sometimes, a casual photo contains a lot of secrets. Therefore, it is absolutely forbidden to take photos near military bases.

Something suddenly occurred to him.

The Japanese drawings. Could it be that they were also calculated from the photos taken during the test flight?

Take a photo first, then work backwards. So, some of the data may not be accurate?

If these drawings were really obtained by the Japanese from within, then that would really be amazing. It shows that there were really some very capable Japanese spies within the Germans.

'Where did you get them?'

'I stole them from a Japanese spy.'

'Have you caught the Japanese spy?'

'Not yet. I don't want to spook him.'

'Who else has seen the plans?'

'I was going to give them to Commander Qian. They may be part of the Big Thunderstorm plan. But Commander Qian is busy at the moment, and I didn't want to delay. So I decided to give them to you. You should fly to Jinling immediately and give them to Madam in person...'

'I'll go now.'

'Now...'

Zhang Yong looks outside. It seems to be evening.

It will probably be completely dark in an hour or so. It's actually a bit dangerous to take off at this time.

But if it's Chen Shanben, then it's completely fine.

That guy has no flaws except for his love of speeding. He can even fly at night.

'Go outside for a bit. I'll call over there.'

'Okay.'

Zhang Yong immediately stood up and went outside.

He silently monitored the map and found the yellow dot. It was Chen Shanben. It seems that this guy is flirting with girls.

Haha, he's got it all figured out! Air Force pilots are so comfortable. The pride of the sky.

He's killing it with the ladies. He's got a lot of girl trouble...

Soon, Yang Li came out.

'I'm leaving now. Chen Shanben is seeing me off.'

'Great!'

Zhang Yong was relieved.

Sure enough, it was Chen Shanben again. This guy.

He's so cocky!

In the future, you'll get your own flight over Tiananmen Square!

Do a good job, I have high hopes for you!

Haha!