People die for money, and birds die for food. This Zhang Yong will die for money sooner or later.

"British people are not idiots."

"However, they can't tell the authenticity."

"no."

Zhang Yong still shook his head.

This time it's not pretending. It's true. He never underestimates his opponents.

He didn't know what roles the other people in MI7 played. However, it would be difficult to hide it from Dickens. But it was possible for Catherine.

"If you believe me, I will take you to get something."

"what?"

"Relevant information about the Thunderstorm Plan."

"Have you faked it?"

"It's not a forgery. It's what we collected."

"you?"

Zhang Yong was suspicious.

What information did the spy collect?

Couldn't it be the ones you made up? That would definitely be useless!

The British have probably screened out the false information he released himself. It is impossible to deceive them. It may also arouse the resentment of the British.

If the British secretly make trouble and complain to Chiang Kai-shek, Chiang Kai-shek will definitely scold him...

Huh? It seems okay. He just needs to be scolded.

If you are scolded by Chiang Kai-shek, you can distance yourself a little to avoid being listed as a "war criminal" in the future...

"Just over the big stone bridge."

"good."

Zhang Yong agreed.

Wave and order the team to set off.

Take the spy into the car and head to Dashiqiao. It's a bit far away.

The heavy rain continues.

It was as if God was pouring water directly onto the ground.

The water is three feet deep on the flat ground.

Fortunately, the large truck has good fording capabilities and can continue to pass through.

Most checkpoints have been temporarily removed.

The heavy rain washed away all the checkpoints, making it difficult for people to stand still.

"Crash..."

"Crash..."

The wheels split the deep water and moved forward at a steady speed.

I saw no people or cars along the way.

Only Zhang Yong's convoy moved forward alone in the darkness.

Finally arrived at Dashiqiao.

parking.

There is no shelter from the rain here.

I had no choice but to get wet in the rain. Fortunately it was summer and it wasn't cold at all.

get off.

Everyone was suddenly wet.

In less than a minute, Zhang Yong's crotch was wet and his whole body was covered with rainwater.

The muzzles of all guns must be pointed downward and pointed at the ground. Otherwise, the barrels of the guns will get wet. If not, the barrels will explode when fired.

There is no AK47 that is strong and durable these days, and the weapons are relatively delicate.

"Where?" Zhang Yong shouted loudly.

The rain was pouring, and communication basically relied on roaring.

The Japanese spy seemed to have answered, but Zhang Yong didn't hear it. The rainstorm was too heavy.

In the end, we still communicated with gestures.

The spy led Zhang Yong into an alley, stepped through thigh-deep water, and entered a small house.

On the ceiling above the bed of the small house, find a brown paper bag.

"It's inside..." The spy seemed a little reluctant to hand over the information.

Zhang Yong stretched out his hand and grabbed it.

Really.

Still pretending. Don’t want to give?

I am now covered in water and very irritable.

Open the brown paper bag.

There are some photos and folded drawings inside.

The drawing seems to be of a battleship?

"This is……"

"Preliminary draft of the German Bismarck-class battleship design."

"First draft?"

"Yes."

"The first draft..."

Zhang Yong frowned secretly.

If it's a first draft, it's less attractive.

As we all know, the design of battleships requires repeated modifications.

Maybe one draft and two drafts...

Until dozens of drafts.

Before and after, various parameters may change greatly.

Some battleships had a displacement of only 28,000 tons in the first draft of the design, but the final design exceeded 45,000 tons. This is normal.

"The British are most concerned about the German battleships, and they also want the first draft."

"Are you sure it's true?"

"It's absolutely true. We personally got it from Germany."

"Yeah?"

Zhang Yong was noncommittal.

I thought to myself, do the Japanese really have spies in Germany?

Then I feel very childish.

Nonsense. How could the Japanese not have spies in Germany?

The Japanese also want to know the movements of the Germans, right? They have a common enemy, which is the polar bear...

The problem is, the value of the first draft is really not that big...

suddenly……

There seemed to be a white light flashing in the portable space.

By the time Zhang Yong noticed it, the white light had disappeared. It was as if nothing had happened.

Vaguely, he felt that some changes might have occurred in those drawings or photos. However, he didn't know what the changes were.

If you are not a professional, it is impossible to tell the authenticity of the above data!

frown……

Confuse……
To be continued...