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Chapter 1343, No more presidential palace?(2/4)

Very high power. Fully 50W. It does not use batteries but mains electricity.

What if the mains power is cut off? There seems to be a generator. Zhang Yong doesn't know how to use it specifically. Anyway, it is equipped with it.

In other words, this underground air raid shelter is actually a small world.

It's totally fine to stay here and take command.

There is no need to go to Hankou...

Of course, a gentleman would not stand behind a dangerous wall. There is nothing wrong with running to Hankou.

After all, it is a committee, how can you be at the forefront? I was scared to death in Guiyang before, and then again in Huaqing Pool in the northwest...

"Your Majesty Commissioner!"

"Your Majesty Commissioner!"

The personnel on duty stood at attention and saluted.

Zhang Yong nodded reservedly.

illusion……

I almost thought I was...

sweat……

You can't stay in this place for long.

It's easy to lose yourself.

If you really think you are a big shot, you are doomed.

I just want to make money and nothing else.

If you forget this, you may die miserably. Don’t forget your original intention!

Zhang Yong's eyes glanced at one of the operators.

An ordinary man.

However, the radar map shows yellow dots!

They're from the Red Party side.

Awesome.

To be able to lurk in such an important position.

My mind moved.

Look away.

"Who can I contact here?"

"Reporting to you, Mr. Commissioner, the radio station can contact all registered regiment headquarters, group army headquarters, military headquarters, and individual division headquarters."

"Can we still contact the division headquarters?"

"Generally speaking, important division-level troops can be contacted."

"Oh. What about the phone?"

"The phone can only reach people connected to the backbone network."

"Can you contact the military command headquarters?"

"Reporting specialist, you can contact the headquarters in Ji'e Lane. However, Deputy Director Dai of the Military Command Bureau is no longer in Ji'e Lane."

"Help me pick up the Chicken Goose Lane headquarters."

"yes."

The communications section chief agreed.

Soon, the call was connected.

Zhang Yong took the microphone and said, "Hey, you are..."

"Your Excellency, I am humbled by Jiang Yiying." A capable voice answered on the other end of the phone.

"So it's you!" Zhang Yong said thoughtfully, "Apart from you, who else is in Jigo Alley now?"

"Section Chief Ling has already left Jinling with his people. I am the only one left behind. There are seven other people in the Telecommunications Section. There is also an action team in the Operations Section."

"Who leads the action team?"

"Team leader Liu Daowu. He has just been promoted to deputy chief of the operations section."

"Oh. So it's him!"

Zhang Yong understood.

Sometimes, seeing is not believing.

I thought Liu Daowu was Boss Dai’s confidant before. Now it seems...

Forget it. It's too difficult to read people's hearts.

Since Liu Daowu is here, it's time to ask him to come out and do something.

"Help me answer Liu Daowu's call."

"He's right next to me."

"Let him answer the phone."

"yes."

Jiang Yiying handed over the phone.

Soon, Liu Daowu's voice came.

"Commissioner..."

"Do you have any work to do now?"

"Not yet..."

"Take your people and wait for me at the gate of the Presidential Palace."

"yes!"

"Armed!"

"yes!"

Liu Daowu answered loudly.

Being driven by others actually gives me a sense of happiness.

He himself felt that he was extremely strange.

But, tonight, it is indeed the case. Zhang Yong has come to Jinling, which is probably good news for many people.

Hurry out to convey the order, gather the team, and set off.

Here, Zhang Yong put down the phone.

It seems like I can't do anything big if I come here tonight. It's better to catch a few spies and make some money on the way.

Speaking of which, I haven't caught a spy for a long time. I fight every day...

Suddenly he tilted his head and thought about it.

"Can the phone call reach the 67th Army Headquarters?"

"able."

"catch."

"yes."

Someone started to get busy.

After a while, the call was connected.

Zhang Yong took the microphone and said, "Hello..."

"Commissioner, this is Wu Keren." A tired voice came from the other side.

"I'm at the Presidential Palace." Zhang Yong said slowly.

"Really?" Wu Keren was overjoyed immediately. His voice became obviously excited.

Zhang Yong came to Jinling?

He finally came to Jinling? Great.

Otherwise, the 67th Army would be like a child without a mother.

No one scolds you. But no one pays attention to you. You are alone.

Stationed at Purple Mountain. Strategic focus.
To be continued...
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