Chapter 966, Dark Thunder(3/4)
It’s happened.”
"real?"
Kong Fansong was in disbelief.
Zhang Yong tilted his head and looked at him, as if to say, what's so strange about this!
We are our own people!
Don’t you take care of your own people?
"Shaolong, we remember this kindness."
"Does your Ministry of Finance still need weapons and equipment?"
"What?"
"I may have obtained three hundred machine guns from Japanese spies recently. If you need it..."
"Account?"
"Of course not. No one knows except me."
"Okay, okay, okay."
Kong Fansong burst into laughter.
These three hundred machine guns are of little use to Zhang Yong for the time being. He has no plans to expand.
Unauthorized expansion is a very sensitive topic.
In front of Chiang Kai-shek, his character was that of a good boy. Of course, it was impossible for him to expand the company without authorization.
In fact, he himself does not need so many weapons at the moment. One or two hundred people around him are enough. It is safe enough to have an action team when he comes in and out.
Equipping the Kong family with weapons can be regarded as laying a hidden minefield.
Once this hidden mine explodes, it will kill the Kong family. It can be regarded as a long-term poisonous plan.
"By the way, can I ask you something?"
"go ahead."
"Why haven't you come back yet? Do you think Jinling is unsafe?"
"no."
"Oh. I thought..."
"A world of two. Understand."
"Uh, I understand, I understand, I understand."
Zhang Yong answered hastily.
Oh, that's what happened.
wipe……
Once the topic was discussed, the atmosphere became pleasant.
Kong Fansong's appetite also increased and he ate up all the snacks.
Before leaving, he handed Zhang Yong an envelope. Inside was an anonymous Citibank deposit receipt, ten thousand U.S. dollars, and a little tribute.
Haha. Of course Zhang Yong was disrespectful and accepted it with peace of mind.
After parting with Kong Fansong, Zhang Yong turned around and entered a nearby porcelain shop, pretending to choose porcelain.
The owner of the porcelain shop is Qi Jiuding.
It turns out that he has a hidden identity and sells porcelain.
Zhang Yong took out the banknote and paid all the remaining balance that was not paid in full to Qi Jiuding last time.
Three hundred tons of tungsten sand, the transaction is completely concluded.
"Please take a seat."
"Thanks."
"Shaolong, how long has it been since you went back to visit your family?"
"It's been more than a year."
"Aren't you going back for the New Year?"
"No return."
"Although you do not meet our organizational requirements, I still admire you at work. This is the first time I have encountered a workaholic like you."
"I can't see them. Otherwise, it will only bring trouble to them. The Japanese invaders hate me to the core. If I let them know where my family is, they will definitely take revenge at all costs."
"They are all well. Mao Renfeng doesn't dare to do anything to your family."
"Because I will retaliate. There is no benefit in offending me."
"you……"
"Mr. Qi, do you have a problem with me?"
"No. I'm just a little sad. I live alone in Jinling and have no horizontal contact with other comrades."
"If you persist for another ten years, you will win."
"It sounds like you, Zhang Shaolong, are the most confident in our victory."
"Yes."
"However, it is undeniable that our organization is currently at its weakest."
"Actually, there are good places in northern Shaanxi."
"where?"
"Nanniwan."
"Nanniwan?"
"Yes. Don't look at it as wasteland now. In fact, as long as it is reclaimed, it can still guarantee a certain degree of self-sufficiency. Now that the national army has strictly blocked you, you can only rely on your own efforts to have enough food and clothing..."
"Be self-reliant and have enough food and clothing. You said it very well. Sometimes, why do I feel that my consciousness is not as high as yours?"
"Uh... don't worry about these details. In short, you must be independent. You must not wait for help. Chiang Kai-shek will not give you any chance. Even if the Kuomintang and the Communist Party unite to fight against Japan in the future, Chiang Kai-shek will always look for opportunities to weaken you.
.Even sending troops to encircle and suppress you."
"A dog can't change its habit of eating shit..."
"If possible, you should send people into North China as soon as possible."
"Why?"
"According to the Military Senate's deduction, once the Japanese invaders launch a full-scale invasion, the area north of the Yellow River will fall in a very short period of time. The national army in North China will either retreat to the south of the Yellow River, or to Jin Province, or surrender to the Japanese invaders.
The vast North China Plain will become a vacuum zone."
"Is the situation that serious?"
"The deduction is like this. A division of the national army cannot defeat a regiment of the Japanese invaders. Or even a brigade. The Japanese invaders' field troops are all very elite and have extremely strong combat effectiveness. If you have a chance to encounter them in the future, don't do it.
Take it lightly. Even if it is three against one, you may not be able to win."
"War-Senate game?"
"right."
Zhang Yong was unclear.
Obviously, Qi Jiuding didn't quite believe it either.
Indeed, before Pingxing Pass, the Red Party did not expect that the Japanese invaders would be so difficult to defeat.
It's really too difficult.
101 suffered a bit of a loss. The teachers were also heartbroken over the loss of elite personnel.
Zhang Yong left without saying much. He said goodbye. These things cannot be explained in too much detail. Otherwise, it would be too arrogant.
He did not return to the General Administration of Military Industry, but returned to the headquarters in Jige Lane.
To be precise, it's the fifth department back in the past. It's next door to the Jigo Alley headquarters.
Zhang Yong has always reserved this territory for him.
Even if he rarely comes back, this is his private land. No one dares to invade it.
"Shao Long!"
"Shao Long!"
Chen Qingquan was overjoyed when he saw Zhang Yong
Zhang Yong looked at him doubtfully.
To be continued...