The spy fainted.

Zhang Yong waved his hand and pulled the second spy over.

Keep beating until you admit it.

"It's us……"

"It's us……"

The spy finally changed his tune.

I feel confused. It doesn't seem like it's a big deal.

Who knows where the oil came from? Since you don’t need to be beaten if you admit it, you must admit it!

"Just say it's you. You're still tough." Zhang Yong waved his hand.

OK, no need to fight.

The spy has admitted it.

They brought it here and prepared to disembark it here.

Sign, stamp, and fingerprint.

Confirm that the confession is correct.

Later, it will be handed over to the Chicken Goose Lane headquarters for archiving.

Then wait patiently.

When all the oil barrels are landed, the number is indeed 500 barrels.

After the tool man sent all the oil barrels to the shore, he immediately retreated.

Zhang Yong gestured, indicating that there was no need to pursue him.

Go up and check.

All are diesel.

Non-flammable. Relatively safe.

"Lin Yifeng."

"arrive."

"Tell someone to bring the radio."

"yes."

Lin Yifeng made arrangements immediately.

Zhang Yong silently observed his surroundings and found nothing unusual.

How to deal with so much oil?

He can't use diesel.

Cars all burn gasoline, trucks only burn diesel.

If he was in Jinling, he could just take him to Dachiaochang Airport. However, this is Hankou. He didn't want to go to Hankou Airport.

For the time being, Hankou is still in the rear. It doesn’t need so much fuel.

It should be what the front line needs most...

Soon, the radio station brought it.

It's the one used by the Yongchang pawnshop spy. The frequency has not been changed to ensure that the other party can receive it.

"Send a telegram."

"Password book..."

"Clear code."

"yes."

"Content: Five hundred barrels of diesel fuel seized from Japanese spies."

"yes."

Lin Yifeng arranged for the report to be sent.

Invent the coded telegraph, and many people can do it.

Just grab anyone and you can send it out.

"Didi!"

"Tick tock!"

The telegram has been sent.

Zhang Yong looked everywhere for a phone number, but there was none nearby.

Yes, we need to go back to the concession.

Okay, let's go back to the concession and make a phone call.

Spread your legs and walk.

…

East China Sea.

Japanese navy Oi light cruiser.

A Japanese communications soldier captured the signal and hurriedly copied it. When he found that it was in clear code, he immediately translated it.

Then he presented it to a communications lieutenant. The communications lieutenant frowned after reading it. He gave it to a communications major. The communications major took the telegram and went directly to the formation commander Suga Hikojiro.

"Sir, there is a clear telegram."

"What content?"

"Five hundred barrels of diesel fuel seized from Japanese spies."

"Nani?"

Suga Hikojiro reached for the telegram.

Spies and the like are not important. However, 500 barrels of diesel are more sensitive.

The Navy has always been troubled by oil. It is trying every means to increase its oil reserves. He knows that. A large part of military expenditures is also used to purchase oil.

"Which part?"

"Army Red Deer."

"idiot!"

Suga Hikojiro was anxious and angry.

Army waste red deer!

Since the Chinese have seized oil! Diesel!

There are still five hundred barrels!

Damn it!

Even if you die ten thousand times, it's not enough! You're a waste! You're a loser!

Five hundred barrels of diesel is actually not much for the Navy. However, it fully demonstrates the abomination of the Army.

Army Red Deer would rather hide the oil secretly and be captured by the Chinese than hand it over to the Navy. What does this mean? It once again shows that Army Red Deer is the biggest enemy of the Navy!

Every time the Navy asked the Army for fuel, the Army declined and said it didn't have any. It didn't even have enough.

Now, you see, there are so many.

Any more can be seized by Chinese agents! There are still as many as 500 barrels!

God knows how much diesel the Army Red Deer hid?

Five hundred barrels were seized once. What about ten times? What about a hundred times? Who knows how many more have not been exposed?

idiot!

It's tolerable, but it's intolerable.

The behavior of a prodigal boy like Army Red Deer must be reported to the imperial court!

"Report to the Military Command immediately!"

"Tie!"

…

Zhang Yong finally arrived at the concession.

I finally found the phone number and called back to Daqiaochang Airport to find the money commander.
To be continued...