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Chapter 1100, again, again, and again(3/6)

It is because of these idiots that the Japanese Empire has stopped moving forward!

How much oil do they hide?

Judging from the telegram, it was obviously seized at the same place.

Stupid Army Red Deer!

So much diesel fuel was hidden in the same place!

waste!

big eater!

Well, now everything is in the hands of the Chinese.

It is tolerable, but what is intolerable!

Must complain!

It must be reported to the emperor!

Army Red Deer is making fun of precious oil!

"Report to Military Command!"

"Tie!"



Zhang Yong walked back to the concession.

Keep calling. Still calling Commander Qian.

There's nothing I can do. It doesn't seem right to find anyone else.

"Commander, it's me, Zhang Yong..."

"Shaolong, I have already arranged for the ship to set off. Don't be anxious..."

"Report to Commander, I am the one who seized another 500 barrels of diesel from the Japanese spy..."

"again?"

"Yes. The second batch."

"Five hundred barrels too? Diesel?"

"Yes."

"Young dragon..."

Commander Qian was about to speak but stopped.

He seemed to want to say something, but didn't say it.

Finally, thousands of words condensed into one sentence: "Shaolong, you are truly a blessed general!"

"I don't know what the spies are doing. They reserve so much diesel." Zhang Yong responded modestly, "I copied it casually and found it."

"The Japanese are extremely ambitious, plan their plans in advance, and must be careful."

"I understand. I'll keep looking."

"The ship has set off, please wait patiently."

"OK."

Zhang Yong agreed.

Over there, Commander Qian slowly put down the microphone.

Suddenly he smiled and felt happy.

This Zhang Yong is really...

The lucky general among the lucky generals!

They were able to seize the Japanese invaders’ diesel fuel?

This is good stuff!

The upcoming battle plan requires a lot of fuel...

In today's situation, even if you have money, it is difficult to buy it. It needs to be shipped all the way from abroad.

Zhang Yong seized a thousand barrels of diesel twice.

It can solve urgent needs.

Blessed General...

What a blessed general...

"Ah sneeze!"

"Ah sneeze!"

Zhang Yong suddenly sneezed.

I didn’t care. I rubbed my nose and had to go back to Fisherman’s Wharf.

Hey, I should get a bicycle. Otherwise, running back and forth like this would be really tiring.

What a crappy place, there isn't even a phone...



Jinling.

Japanese Consulate General.

A communications major came hurriedly to see Isotani Rensuke and handed over a telegram.

"Nani?"

"Oil?"

"idiot!"

Isotani Rensuke was furious.

Five hundred barrels of oil were actually seized!

hateful!

Who did it?

Also, which agency secretly hoarded oil?

There was no report at all?

idiot!

Which bastard is it...

"Ring ring ring..."

"Ring ring ring..."

Suddenly, the phone rang.

Isotani Rensuke picked up the phone in displeasure.

It was Kenji Doihara calling from Shanghai. That guy is hiding in Shanghai.

"Isoya-kun, have you received the clear telegram?"

"What content?"

"It was said that 500 barrels of diesel were seized."

"I was about to ask Doihara-kun what's going on? Do we have diesel?"

"Maybe the telegram is fake?"

"Maybe."

Isotani Rensuke disagrees.

He has had some disagreements with Doihara Kenji recently.

A communications lieutenant hurried over to deliver a new telegram.

The communications major read it and hurriedly handed it to Rensuke Isotani.

"Seized again?"

"Five hundred barrels? Diesel?"

"idiot!"

Isotani Rensuke cursed into the phone.

Kenji Doihara heard it and didn't know what was going on.
To be continued...
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