"I had a dream last night..."

"You're dreaming about those Japanese female spies again, right? They're all little fairies! Bah!"

"I dreamed that the Hood was sunk..."

"What?"

"Only three people survived."

"Pooh!"

Catherine was angry.

Even though it was a dream, she felt it was a bad omen.

Having stayed in the East for a long time, she was also in awe of some of the mysterious powers here.

Sometimes, if you say it's a coincidence, it's too much of a coincidence...

"I also dreamed about the Royal Ark..."

"Shut up!"

"It seemed to have sunk a very large enemy battleship..."

"Whose family is it?"

"I don't know. I'm just dreaming! I can't see clearly. Anyway, the Royal Ark has done a great job."

"You really talk nonsense all day long!"

"It's a dream!"

Zhang Yong made an understatement and then shut up.

Beauty, I have already told you everything I want to tell you. I will verify it later.

"The Ark Royal has only been under construction for a few months."

"Yeah?"

Zhang Yong showed a surprised expression.

No? At this time, the construction of the Royal Ark has not been completed?

He thought he had already served in the water!

Okay, it's revealed.

Sure enough, Catherine thought she was talking nonsense and was too lazy to pay attention to him.

Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully. It seems that we really need to find someone to do the math for Ark Royal, Hood, and Bismarck?

How many of them seemed to be in conflict with each other? In the end, they all went to the bottom of the sea to reunite.

Clean up your mood.

Prepare to spend the night.

By this time, it was getting late and everyone was tired.

So we arranged meals on the spot and spent the night. We are all veterans and have long been accustomed to it. It doesn't matter.

The food is all stolen from bandits and made from local materials.

Zhang Yong ate dry food and went to bed early with his clothes on. In summer, the climate was not bad, but there were so many mosquitoes that he couldn't sleep at all. There were more mosquitoes than the Japanese planes that attacked Pearl Harbor. It was impossible to finish them.

The beating was endless. Catherine waved the riding crop around...

When I was getting annoyed, a white dot suddenly appeared on the edge of the map.

It was a white dot, not a red dot. It had a weapon mark. It was alone. It quietly came towards Zhang Yong's location.

Zhang Yong was secretly curious. Who could he be? What would he be doing?

Enemy? Friend?

"Chen Wen."

Zhang Yong quietly shook people.

Many veterans actually didn't fall asleep either. There were indeed too many mosquitoes.

Except for the sentry, everyone else was eagerly waiting for dawn. Some were still looking forward to it, so it was better to just do it at night.

"arrive."

Chen Wen came over with a sniper rifle.

Zhang Yong gestured to him and asked him to bring other sharpshooters to follow him.

A few minutes later, Zhang Yong sneaked close to the target.

I raised the telescope and looked carefully, and found that it was a stranger. I had never seen him before.

It is impossible to tell whether he came to the island from outside or whether he was on the island in the first place.

Because the other party was armed and unkind, there was no way to communicate directly.

Wait patiently.

As a result, the target remained lurking.

Seen through the telescope, the target is almost motionless. It is very tolerable.

Strange, who is he? What is he going to do?

To assassinate yourself?

Mark it first.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Yong raised the shell gun again.

"Snapped!"

Fired a shot at the target.

Then he quickly got down. He was afraid that the opponent would fight back immediately.

As a result, after hearing the gunshot, the target quickly rolled on the ground. Then he broke away and quickly disappeared off the map.

Because Zhang Yong did not issue an order to kill, Chen Wen and others did not fire.

Zhang Yong then came to the place where the target was lurking. He faintly smelled a little smell.

What does it taste like?

Smoke soil.

To be precise, it is foreign soil.

He has dealt with foreigners many times, especially the time with the Ministry of Finance...

Huh?

It seems to be those foreigners from the Ministry of Finance...

A strange feeling arose spontaneously. He once wondered if he had made a mistake.

impossible!

Why can I smell that foreign soil here again?

Perhaps because of the intervention of the system, he is now very sensitive to certain sounds and certain smells. He can distinguish them clearly.

It's okay if it has been digitized. The smell of one batch of foreign soil is represented by data as 7788, and the smell of another batch of foreign soil is 7787. There is a difference of 1. Even police dogs may not be able to smell it. But the system can. Well, yes

The system is not Zhang Yong. He himself can’t smell anything.

So, here comes the question...

Who is this person? Is he sent by the Ministry of Finance?

Or maybe the other party has purchased the previous batch of foreign land from the Ministry of Finance?

Well……

so complicated……

So nerve-wracking...

I couldn't help but think of Kong Fansong and Song Ziliang's responses...

It seems that something has happened within the Ministry of Finance. However, it is a matter of privacy, and even he cannot tell it. He may even be silenced.

frown.

This is not something he overthinks.

In fact, the society at that time was so chaotic.

Jiang, Song, Kong and Chen were not good people. If they found themselves a threat, they would eradicate them without hesitation.

If he wants to survive, he must be careful all the time.
To be continued...