Chapter 767: Sooner or later it will be put to great use
Gu Zhenglun is gone.
Li Shizhen is gone.
The big guys are all gone. The rest are all small fry.
The people who can leave have also left. The wounded have also been carried away. But the messy corpses have not been disposed of.
Feeling...
This is reality!
The battle is over. People have died. That's it.
The big shots don't even look at them.
They're just expendable.
No one cares how many people die.
During the battle, they push you forward, but when you die, no one cares.
Sigh...
'They...'
Lin Nansheng wanted to say something, but stopped.
Everyone else was also feeling heavy. If a rabbit dies, the fox will feel sad.
If they had been in the battle and were killed, what would happen to them?
I don't know...
They're all dead...
But the mood quickly fell...
I didn't feel it during the battle. It was only after the battle was over that I felt the horror.
Lying on the ground...
Broken...
No one can accurately describe what they really felt inside.
'You, come here!'
Zhang Yong pointed at a junior military police officer.
A very young junior officer. He still had a childish look on his face.
He was left behind to command the people from the Civil Affairs Department to collect the bodies. The funeral arrangements were left to the Civil Affairs Department.
Zhang Yong called out to the other person because he was marked with a yellow dot on the map. It was hard to notice him earlier because there were so many people. But now, with fewer people around, he stands out. New guy. Greenhorn. Over there too.
'What's your name?'
'Reporting sir, my name is Dong Ruiyang.'
'Where did you graduate?'
'Wuhan branch.'
'How long have you been in the army?'
'Nine months.'
'Oh. Nine months.'
Zhang Yong nods thoughtfully.
The underground party is taking the long route!
Now he is a second lieutenant, and in ten years, barring any accidents, he should be a major or above. Maybe a lieutenant colonel.
Of course, if there is an accident, that's another story. He'll be a martyr.
'Have you suffered many casualties?'
'...'
Silence.
Zhang Yong didn't ask again.
I guess it's been very heavy. There may be hundreds of people.
Or even more.
Nine Japanese invaders have actually caused such heavy losses. It is indeed silent.
Since its establishment, the Military Police Command has probably never suffered such heavy losses. Hundreds of people were lost in one go.
However, this was just the beginning.
Next year, and beyond, there would be even more tragic losses.
Right, there was also the end of the year...
But Zhang Yong definitely could not mention the end of the year. It was a taboo subject.
'Dong Ruiyang.'
'Here.'
'Do you have any brothers or sisters at home?'
'One younger brother and one younger sister.'
'Where is your home?'
'Changde. In Hunan.'
'I know. Changde...'
Zhang Yong nodded silently.
Fortunately, the Japanese could not reach Changde for the time being. It was safe for the time being.
When the Japanese reached Changde, Yu Chengwan emerged as a hero. He was quite capable.
Although the Japanese eventually occupied Changde, they did not dare to stay there for long and retreated immediately. Therefore, Changde fell for just a few days.
However, as a hero of the Battle of Changde, Yu Chengwan was sentenced to death...
Old Chiang's sly tactics, heh.
'You guys go ahead!'
Zhang Yong didn't dwell on the matter with Dong Ruiyang.
Don't get in the way of others.
Every time he thought of Gu Mozhai, he felt a little guilty.
It was him who got in the way of Gu Mozhai, causing Gu Mozhai to sever contact with everyone else.
Gu Mozhai isolated himself. Preventing him from playing a greater role. In the end, he was willing to sacrifice himself to lure out the traitor.
If...
Alas...
arrived at the location of the golden emblem.
He found that there were still many people here. They were all from the Civil Affairs Bureau.
The dead gendarmes were lying all over the place. They had not yet had time to clean up. It was a tragic scene. A mess.
'Huang Chu!'
'Yes!'
'Take someone to count the bullet wounds of the dead.'
'Yes.'
Huang Chu promised and went.
Soon after, the first report came in.
It was surprising.
The bullet wounds were basically in the chest or head.
Most of the dead were killed by a single shot.
At most, two shots. None of them were killed by three shots.
They were all shot with handguns. Browning. 7.65 mm calibre.
Not the latest model. An old model. Not as powerful as the new models. But they all hit the vital parts.
The more they looked, the more shocked they became.
A moment ago, they thought they could rely on their numerical superiority and kill the Japanese invaders. But now it seemed that before they could kill the Japanese invaders, they themselves would most likely be killed.
The person firing the gun was definitely an expert.
They are probably battle-hardened experts. Every shot hits the mark.
'Hey, Blackie!' Zhang Yong calls out to Lu Keming.
'Yes...' Lu Keming replies a little sheepishly.
He is mainly thinking about his previous attitude.
He really didn't take the Japanese invaders seriously before. He thought that with so many people, they would definitely be able to defeat the other side.
He didn't expect the Japanese invaders to be so good. Their marksmanship is so accurate.
Basically, they all die from one shot!
Fortunately, the Japanese invaders are using pistols. If they were using rifles...
But!
He was momentarily disheartened, but quickly recovered.
He was reminded of the fate of the last four Japanese spies. Zhang Yong had led them to successfully ambush the Japanese.
The four Japanese soldiers might have been very good, after all, they were able to survive until the end. However, they all entered the ambush circle designed by Zhang Yong. Then a volley of gunfire killed them all. On their side, there were no casualties. The Japanese soldiers never got the chance to fire.
So...
It wasn't that they couldn't do it. It was that the commander's command was not good.
If Zhang Yong had been in command, he would have wiped out the nine Japanese soldiers without breaking a sweat. All killed. Zero casualties on our side.
So...
As long as you stick with Zhang Yong, you'll be absolutely fine!
No matter how formidable the enemy, Zhang Yong will find a way to deal with it. He is the true nemesis of the Japanese invaders.
Let's pray that Zhang Yong gets promoted and becomes rich...
Let's pray that Zhang Yong lives a long life...
'Achoo!'
'Achoo!'
Zhang Yong sneezed continuously.
He wondered inwardly. Who was cursing him behind his back?
Could it be the Miyamoto family?
Suddenly, his attention was drawn to the personal space.
It turned out that there were two more scopes in the equipment bar of the personal space.
He looked closely. He found that they were all matched with Springfield M1903 rifles. There were many of these rifles in Jinling.
But...
It came too late.
If it had come earlier...
Sigh...
He shook his head.
It's no use thinking about it.
War is just this cruel.
It's cruel now, and it will be crueler in the future. It will be crueller for ten years!
Brace yourself.
Get back to work.
'Follow me.'
'Yes.'
Zhang Yong leads the team to the vicinity of the weapon symbol.
This is a utility room. It was destroyed by fire.
It should have been set on fire by the Japanese invaders before. Deliberately. To cover up certain traces.
Now, there are still some embers that have not been extinguished.
No one else dares to go near.
'Extinguish the fire.'
'Yes.'
Lu Keming carries out the order.
He puts out the embers. He clears away the remaining debris.
Black ash flies about.
The ground is hot. It burns your feet.
'Dig!'
'Yes.'
The group digs away the hot soil.
Zhang Yong suddenly feels a sense of foreboding. If there are mines or grenades down there...
But he soon feels relieved.
The heat is not enough to set off the explosives through the thick layer of soil.
Sure enough, they dug down...
'Boom!'
'Boom!'
The pickaxes hit the stone slab.
The men moved the slab aside...
'Ah...'
Lu Keming let out a gasp.
The others were also shocked.
It turned out that there was actually an arms depot down there!
It was no exaggeration to call it an arms depot!
There were all kinds of weapons!
They were piled up densely, layer upon layer.
The first thing that catches the eye are three mortars. And three Maxim heavy machine guns.
Zhang Yong: ...
Take a deep breath.
Calm down. Calm down. Stay calm. Stay calm.
It's no big deal. It's just a bit more weapons and ammunition. It's only a battalion at most.
Yes. It's only a battalion. Nothing special.
Three mortars. Three Maxim heavy machine guns. Nothing rare. We haven't got nothing...
'Team leader!'
'Team leader!'
Suddenly, Lu Keming screamed.
Zhang Yong opened his eyes, bent down and looked inside.
Well, he couldn't stay calm.
There were so many Czech light machine guns inside. There were probably 20 to 30 of them.
What the hell. Are the Japanese really going to turn Huangshi Road into Hongshi Road? They've actually set up such a large arsenal here?
There weren't many pistols. It was all rifles, light machine guns, heavy machine guns, mortars...
Anyway, this is completely the equipment of an infantry battalion!
What do the Japanese want?
Do they want to set up an infantry battalion here?
Something doesn't feel right...
If they're spies, they shouldn't be using these weapons!
Unless they're going to disguise themselves as the National Army. These weapons are standard equipment for the National Army...
Shit, could it be that the Japanese are really going to disguise themselves as the National Army in the chaos and create even more chaos?
It's really hard to tell the difference between these weapons!
If the Japanese just put on the uniforms of the National Army, I don't think many people would be able to tell the difference.
Damn, this little devil is really sharpening his blade!
"Po!'
'Po!'
Lu Keming jumped down.
His feet only landed on scattered bullets.
Around the cellar, there were piles of various wooden boxes. They were all ammunition.
Zhang Yong took a rough look. He found that as long as the National Army had ammunition, this arsenal basically had it.
The rifles all have a 7.92mm calibre. But they're not Chinese-made. They're probably copies of Mauser rifles. But the bullets are of a better quality. They feel smoother. There are also a large number of wooden-handled hand grenades. And more than a hundred mortar shells.
This is serious.
This is the equipment of an infantry battalion. Or an enhanced infantry battalion.
There's plenty of ammunition.
Each rifle has at least a hundred rounds. The light machine guns have a few hundred rounds. The heavy machine guns have a thousand rounds.
With such an abundant supply of ammunition, only the German-equipped divisions could have done it. And not all German-equipped divisions. Perhaps only the 36th, 78th, and 88th Model Divisions could have done it.
'Team leader...'
'Lin Nansheng, where is the nearest phone?'
'At the intersection to the south.'
'Take me there!'
'Yes.'
Lin Nansheng hurriedly took the lead.
Zhang Yong hurriedly found the phone. He found that the boss had already run away.
After such a fierce battle, he still hasn't run away? Does he want to die? Everyone who could has already fled. There are probably many more people who have been implicated.
He picks up the receiver. Fortunately, the phone still works.
He calls Yang Shanfang directly.
Soon afterwards, Yang Shanfang answers the phone.
'Shaolong, what's up?'
'Director Yang, do you still need weapons and ammunition for your training base?'
'Yes! Do you have any now?'
'I have some...'
'Good, good, I'll go get them right away.'
'Do you want the light machine gun?'
'What?'
'The Czech-style light machine gun.'
'Yes, yes.'
'Do you want the Maxim heavy machine gun?'
'Yes...'
Yang Shanfang replied. Then he realised something was wrong.
Huh? What did Zhang Yong say? Maxim? Oh no! The Maxim heavy machine gun? He actually got hold of that too?
'Wait. Shaolong. You just said...'
'Maxim heavy machine gun.'
'Where did you get it?'
'Japanese spies!'
'To...'
Yang Shanfu answered.
It seems that Maxim is not useful in the field.
But it can be used to defend the headquarters in Jiezi Lane. It's fine. It's better than nothing.
'What about the mortars?'
'What?'
'There are also three mortars? More than a hundred shells...'
'Wait. Wait.'
Yang Shanfu was a little flustered.
Did Zhang Yong rob the Japanese army's arsenal?
Light machine guns, heavy machine guns, mortars, they've got it all?
"What?'
'Where are you?'
'Huangshi Road.'
'Huangshi Road has that many weapons and ammunition?'
'Yes. I just found it. I didn't report it. If you want it, hurry up and send a truck to collect it. There are also more than 400 rifles. It can equip a reinforced battalion.'
'A reinforced battalion!'
Yang Shanfu couldn't help but blurt it out.
My God!
This Zhang Yong!
He really is a devil!
How could he have discovered this!
The Japanese invaders are crazy too, stockpiling so much weapons and ammunition!
What are they going to do? Try to capture Nanjing? What a joke! Nanjing is the national capital! How dare the Japanese invaders lay their hands on it!
'If you want it, hurry!'
'Okay, okay! I'll go right away! Right away! Right away!'
Yang Shanfang agreed without delay.
An entire reinforced battalion's worth of equipment! How could he possibly pass that up?
But!
Wait!
Yang Shanfang suddenly came to his senses and thought of the very dire consequences.
'No, Shao Long, you must report this immediately to the authorities.'
'What?'
'This arms depot is extremely dangerous, we cannot handle it ourselves! You must report this immediately! Do not touch any of the weapons or ammunition inside!'
'Who do I report to?'
'The director is not here. You report directly to the attendant's office!'
'Director Yang, think carefully. If you report it, we will never get our hands on these weapons.'
'Report it quickly! Don't delay! If we take weapons and ammunition that hot, we'll be in trouble! Listen to me. Hurry. Call Commander Qian directly.'
'Okay!'
Zhang Yong didn't say much.
Since you don't want it, I'll report it. It doesn't matter.
If I report it, it will definitely be confiscated in the end. And an arsenal might make the bigwigs panic again.
The Japanese invaders have hidden their weapons and ammunition under their feet!
How can they sleep at night?
Previously, a mortar was seized. Now there are three more.
Well, even Wang Jingwei is probably unable to sleep. If four mortars are bombarding at the same time, maybe even he will be blown up.
Alas...
I really am a jinx.
Investigate, investigate, investigate. In the end, I don't think even Chiang Kai-shek would dare to continue living in Jinling.
Jinling is so dangerous, who would dare to stay?
"Lin Nansheng.'
'Yes.'
'I need to make a phone call. You take some men and keep watch in the vicinity.'
'Yes.'
Lin Nansheng went immediately.
Zhang Yong took a deep breath. Calm down. Then he called back to the headquarters on Jiyexiang Lane and asked for Li Boqi.
Yang Shanfang had suggested that he contact the Attendant's Office directly. But Zhang Yong still had to find Li Boqi.
However, Li Boqi was not there.
Zhang Yong: ...
What the hell. What the hell has Li Boqi been up to lately? So secretive.
If Zhang Yong wasn't sure that this guy wasn't a member of the Red Party, he would have suspected that the guy had gone over to the other side to attend a party convention. One day he's there, the next day he's nowhere to be seen.
Li Boqi cannot be found. What to do?
There's nothing we can do. We'll have to call the chancellery.
I wonder if Commander Qian is there?
Call the chancellery, identify yourself, and ask for Commander Qian.
Sure enough, Commander Qian wasn't there.
'Then, I'll speak to Director Lin. It's important.'
'Just a moment,'
came the response. And then there was a long wait.
It was five whole minutes before Lin Wei finally came to the phone.
'Zhang Yong, what's up?'
'Director Lin, I've discovered an arms depot of the Japanese invaders on Huangshi Road. There are quite a lot of weapons and ammunition inside, as well as mortars and other things. I dare not dispose of them myself, so I'm asking for your instructions...'
'What do you mean by quite a lot?'
'It's enough to equip an infantry battalion. There are also three mortars. More than a hundred shells.'
'The same as before?'
'Yes.'
'You stay there and don't move. I'll come over.'
'Well, that's not necessary...'
'That's an order!'
'Yes!'
Zhang Yong hurriedly replied.
Lin Wei quickly hung up the phone.
Zhang Yong: ?
Director Lin wants to come in person?
It seems unnecessary...
Isn't it just the equipment of an infantry battalion?
No matter how poor Chiang Kai-shek was, he couldn't be that poor as to value the equipment of an infantry battalion.
It's just Li Yunlong. It's already 2024, and he hasn't even bothered to return the equipment of an infantry battalion. Really...
I'm just rambling.
Waved his hand. Indicating that Lin Nansheng should lift the alert.
Then he returned to the side of the arms depot. He stared at the arms depot, which was full to bursting. It didn't seem to be anything special.
It was all standard equipment of the National Army. There were no exotic weapons.
Why had Director Lin come here in person?
Wait...
Finally, Director Lin arrived. He was accompanied by the Imperial Bodyguards, all of whom were wearing Zhongshan suits. Haha. How impressive.
'Director Lin.'
'Zhang Yong, you didn't participate?'
'Participate in what?'
'The encirclement and suppression of the Japanese invaders.'
'Director Lin, I'm not very good at fighting...'
'The military police headquarters, the police headquarters, the military adjustment bureau's first and third divisions have all reported that they fought bravely...'
'Indeed. They were very heroic.'
'Who killed the last four Japanese invaders?'
'That...'
Zhang Yong looked around and changed the subject.
He had killed the men himself. However, he was not going to take the credit.
Everyone likes a handout.
Give someone a favour!
'The Military Affairs Bureau and the Military Police all say that they killed them. The military police also say that they killed them. The police headquarters also say that they killed them. But the details they describe are all different.'
'I don't know!'
'Don't you want this great credit?'
'What credit?'
'You discovered the Japanese invaders, and you killed the last few of them. But why are you hiding behind them?'
'This...'
'Answer honestly. Don't lie to me.'
'Yes.'
Zhang Yong grits his teeth.
Okay. Then I can only tell the truth.
You're forcing me to...
'Speak.'
'Director Lin, I prefer money. I don't really care about credit.'
'They offered you money in exchange for your silence?'
'Not exactly. It's about cultivating relationships! They need the credit, and they're willing to give me a hand in the future.'
'You're young, but you think in such convoluted ways. Did Dai Li teach you that?'
'Not really. Our department head is very busy, where would he have the time to teach me? I've figured it all out for myself.'
'You don't want to get promoted, you just want to get rich?'
'Yes,'
Zhang Yong answered honestly.
Director Lin shook his head.
'You, young as you are, have such a mess in your head...'
'Director Lin is right,'
Zhang Yong said insincerely. I have more than you, I thought to myself.
You educated people, with all your coupons, with all your fancy characters as security marks.
Pfft!
As if you don't all hoard money.
The Civil Affairs Bureau has become your own backyard. Talk to me about being noble?
'You have to change in the future.'
'Yes, I will definitely change...'
'You must change!'
'Yes, I will definitely change...'
Zhang Yong rubbed his hands together, smiling sheepishly. But he didn't blush at all.
It's not embarrassing to make money.
If I don't have any money, I can't even eat.
I'm now self-employed, responsible for my own profits and losses!
Even the future of the 4th Airborne Corps is up to him to find ways to raise funds.
'What are you thinking?'
'How to get money...'
'You...'
'No. I'm thinking about how to serve the Party and the country.'
'You...'
Director Lin pointed his finger at Zhang Yong, wanting to say something, but in the end his finger kept shaking and he didn't say anything.
This little guy is really genuine. He is so genuine that he makes you like him from the bottom of your heart. Nowadays, it seems that there are really too few young people as innocent and unpretentious as him. No wonder Qian Wanjun likes him. It seems that this little guy really has a connection with the Attendant's Office!
In the future, whenever the Attendant's Office has something difficult, as long as they ask this little guy to help, it will definitely be solved quickly and easily.
You see, there was a long-standing issue that several departments had been investigating day and night, but to no avail. But Zhang Yong stepped in and immediately resolved it.
The key is that...
This little guy only likes money, not power, which is perfect.
I guess the chairman also likes him.
As long as it can be resolved with money, the chairman likes him.
Sooner or later, he will be put to good use.
'You,' Lin Wei shook her head, 'since you are not greedy for credit, I will send you a windfall.'
'Where?' Zhang Yong's eyes suddenly brightened and he was full of energy.
Lin Wei was suddenly speechless. Dark lines appeared on his forehead.
Boy, don't be so realistic!