Bourne: Command and Conquer

Chapter 981, I am your uncle

daytime.

sleep. Have a meal. sleep. Have a meal…

 It was not until evening that Zhang Yong got up softly. It feels okay. Seems to be able to stay up late.

 Perhaps it is an innate skill brought from the previous life? I feel more energetic at night than during the day. 996 is such a blessing!

 Look at the time, it’s six o’clock in the evening.

good. Get ready. Another wonderful night is about to begin.

 Change to another action team.

 Everyone takes turns to fight.

Jia Tengying came slowly with her hands behind her back.

 “Young dragon…”

“Webmaster, if you have anything to say, just say it.”

　That first half of the night...

 Looks like I can walk.

 As expected, there are many talents in the underground party!

 Pretend to know nothing.

 Jia Tengying was speechless.

“Then you take a few police academy students to practice.”

 As soon as he left, spies would arrest a bunch of them.

Since there are two action teams, Zhang Yong will not lead his own people.

I estimate that among the Japanese, Zhang Yong may be more evil than the **** of plague, the "demon sword Muramasa" and so on...

 When you seize property, you can also get a little share.

 Night falls.

Hmm, remember. You can't walk on Bolan Street in the middle of the night tonight.

　　"I like it. Only by running outside can you catch Japanese spies. Only by catching Japanese spies can you make money!"

 “Yes! That’s right.”

 It seems that the two of them performed very well. They are actually qualified to serve as squad leaders.

 He didn't go and could only stare.

Zhang Yong is rich and powerful, and a little leakage from between his fingers is enough to moisturize the Shanghai Station for several days.

 Zhang Yong:? ? ?

Is this a coincidence?

Jia Tengying actually arranged for two underground parties to lead the team?

 “You…”

 Thirty men, fully armed, is enough.

 Lead the team and set off.

　　Okay, let’s start from Bolan Street.

Jia Tengying immediately arranged for people.

 No one has opened up this track before and has not discovered the secrets inside. Now Zhang Yong suddenly appeared and opened up a blue ocean. Everyone secretly marveled that it was possible to make money in this way. You can really make money just by standing up.

The Japanese spies in Shanghai are now eager for Zhang Yong to leave as soon as possible.

Want to refute. There is no reason.

You must know that these undercover Japanese spies are all capable. The economy is good. You are already undercover, and you are still poor. How can you guarantee your loyalty?

 Indeed, in terms of catching Japanese spies, Zhang Yong really couldn't do it without personally going into battle.

 Quietly approaching Bolan Street…

 “Okay! You make arrangements!”

Huh?

 There are red dots?

There are also weapon symbols?

 The so-called experience is actually to participate in one.

 At night, there is a power outage and the sniper rifle is of little use.

 The team was led by Bao Rui and Yu Fei. Two shining yellow dots.

They said they were several police academy students. Actually there were thirty people.

 The last sentence is the key.

 At present, the greatest wish of everyone in the Fuxing Society's Secret Service is to follow Zhang Yong to catch Japanese spies. Zhang Yong eats meat. Everyone drinks soup.

 Divided into two action teams.

 There is really money to be made in catching Japanese spies. As few as one or two hundred. As many as thirty thousand or tens of thousands.

“Then you still run outside all day long?”

This is…

 “Your telegram is to ask you to take charge of the work of the entire Secret Service...”

 There is a spy hiding! Also carrying weapons.

 What are they meant to do? Waiting for the rest of the night? Then suddenly jump out and launch an attack?

possible…

 Keep getting closer.

 Another red dot was found. There are weapons too.

 Eh, the second Japanese invader.

 Keep getting closer.

 Discover the third, fourth, fifth...

 The eyebrows gradually rise.

　　Night has just fallen, and there are actually five Japanese killers ambushing you?

Observe carefully. I found that the houses here were scattered and there were some white spots inside. Maybe they are local people.

 However, there are also some white spots that carry weapons. Don't know which side it is from.

 It seems that some people have already made preparations in advance.

 It must be very lively in the second half of the night.

but…

 It has nothing to do with him.

hands up. Make a gesture.

 Soon, a figure quietly appeared beside Zhang Yong.

  It is Dou Wanjiang.

 He and Feng Yunshan are just two shadows.

 When Zhang Yong goes on a mission, they will quietly follow him nearby.

 If things go wrong, the two of them will take action.

However, they never had a chance to take action. So, I've been feeling a little down lately.

 Zhang Yong’s sensing ability is too strong. He discovered the enemy before he even got close. There is no chance of falling into a trap. These two masters are so lonely!

“There are five spies ambushed here on Bolan Street. There may be more. All of them are armed.”

"You should tell Li Baipu and Ma Meisong through your own channels. Remind them to pay attention."

 “No need to follow me. Free time tonight.”

 Zhang Yong said briefly.

 Dou Wanjiang nodded. Turned around.

 The two of them really wanted to move around freely. Stretch.

 Zhang Yong thought for a while and decided to call back to the 026 Logistics Base. There are many people there. Send more people out.

 Whether you encounter Japanese spies or not, you can at least maintain law and order.

Don't let ordinary people be robbed by gangsters.

 At the same time, it also forces Japanese spies not to dare to take the main road. He can contain them more easily.

 You can better ambush by taking a small path. Sap.

 Find a phone number.

 Call back to the 026 Logistics Base.

 As it turned out, it was Qiao Qingzi who answered the phone. His woman.

 “Commissioner…”

 “Where is Shi Bingdao?”

"He went out."

"When are you coming back?"

 “He didn’t say.”

 “Is Shihu here?”

"exist."

 “Tell him to answer the phone.”

"OK."

 Qiao Qingzi went there obediently.

 Now she has completely assumed the role of Zhang Yong’s woman.

She had no background to begin with, but she was unexpectedly pretty. Now that she is following Zhang Yong, she is quite satisfied.

 She knew that men from wealthy families had many other sisters.

 She only needs to take care of her radio station and information, and she doesn't need to think about anything else.

“By the way, have you received any telegrams recently?”

"have."

 “Can it be deciphered?”

"It's a clear telegram. Just three words. Who is it?"

"Who are you?"

"right."

"oh."

 Zhang Yong’s reaction was dull.

 Sure enough, his little plan was easily discovered.

The other party immediately guessed that someone was pretending to send a report. So I directly asked him who he was using a clear code. It's a counterattack.

 But, it doesn’t matter. He was never a professional. Failure is normal. Success is a small probability.

What he is best at is where he falls and then lies down...

He thought for a while and then said: "Go and ask Shi Hu to listen to the phone first, and then send the message."

"What's the content?" Qiao Qingzi took out the notebook.

 “I am your father.” Zhang Yong said.

 “What?” Qiao Qingzi suspected that Zhang Yong was scolding her. But there is no evidence.

 It feels wrong again.

She behaved so well, there was no way he could scold her!

 She obeys any position...

"The content of the telegram is just four words: I am your father. Just send it."

"I see."

 Qiao Qingzi suddenly became happy.

 It turned out that I was the servant. Zhang Yong didn't scold her.

 He was scolding the telegram receiver.

You ask me who I am, and my answer is your father.

This bad guy…

 It’s quite childish.

  actually used a telegram to curse someone...

 But, it’s also fun.

 She doesn’t even need to code. It was sent out directly.

Only four characters. relax and happy.

 Her professional skills are very strong. This is what she relies on to survive. Of course I don't dare to neglect.

 Then go and call Shi Hu.

 Zhang Yong asked Shi Hu to send a team to set off. Each action team is an independent unit. There is no specific task, just to maintain law and order at night. If you encounter a robbery, you will be arrested directly. If you resist, you will be killed on the spot. If you encounter a Japanese spy, kill him on the spot. No need to catch.

What?

　Don’t know how to identify a spy?

 The kind who will definitely resist if you ask him to surrender.

"clear!"

Shi Hu grinned happily.

 He likes tasks like this. If you catch someone, beat him up first.

Those who wander around in the middle of the night are either committing adultery or stealing. There are good people. But not many. Most of them are problematic.

"that's all."

 Zhang Yong hung up the phone. Suddenly I felt like I still had more to say.

Who is the other party? He actually called me back and asked who you were?

 I am your father!

Felt not domineering enough.

 It’s sloppy…

 You should answer, I am your uncle!

What should we do now?

I feel like it would be wasted if I didn’t send a few more telegrams to curse people.

etc…

　　 Got it!

 Zhang Yong called back again.

 The person who answered the phone was Qiao Qingzi. "Hello…"

 “I am your man!”

 “Commissioner…”

  Qiao Qingzi’s face turned red with embarrassment. A little sweet again.

There seems to be nothing wrong with living like this. He is strong, rich and has status, so she doesn't need to worry about anything...

 That eldest sister named Song Ziyu doesn't seem to care much about his affairs...

 “Continue to send the telegram.”

"good."

 “Private Tojo Hideki.”

"What?"

“The content is: Hideki Tojo, first class soldier, trash can.”

"OK."

 Qiao Qingzi hurriedly recorded it.

 Then I heard Zhang Yong say:

 “Sugiyama Yuan, fool Yuan, then open the door!”

"etc…"

 Qiao Qingzi didn't hear clearly.

 What is the toilet door? what? don't know…

 “It’s the toilet door.”

"oh…"

 At this moment, Qiao Qingzi understood.

 So record it. Then just say it.

 Zhang Yong thought for a while, who else had a nickname? Mutaguchi ghost?

never mind. Next time!

 Sending too many words at once. None of it matters.

It's just right to scold two people now, just to focus the anger on them.

 “Let’s send these two first.”

"OK."

 Qiao Qingzi agreed.

 Zhang Yong hung up the phone.

 Suddenly I remembered a female star from later generations. Also called Qingzi? I can't write or read that word.

 Not to mention, Qiao Qingzi and her seemed to have some similarities.

Yes, Not Bad. A man's sense of accomplishment. A beautiful woman enters my arms. Beautiful girls are eye-catching...

Snapped!

 Suddenly, gunshots were heard nearby.

 Zhang Yong quickly recovered his mind. check the map. Found a white dot moving rapidly more than 300 meters away. There is a gun.

 Are you a kid who came out to rob someone? And with a gun.

Just as I was about to lead the team there, an accident happened. Over there, a red dot moves. There are guns too.

 The white dot and the red dot met on the same street.

Snapped!

Snapped!

 There was another gunshot.

 Then, the white spots disappeared. Apparently beaten to death.

The red dot hasn’t moved either. Instead, it stayed in place.

Huh?

Is this an injury?

 Can’t move?

 What other good things are there? Picking up a spy for nothing?

　　Waving his hands.

 Leading the team quietly forward.

  Along the way, the spy did not move. It seemed like he really couldn't move.

 Keep getting closer.

 Saw a Japanese spy. Lying on the ground indeed.

 He has no reaction to the arrival of outsiders. He was indeed in a coma.

 Approach with a gun.

“Commissioner, he can’t survive.” Bao Rui came back to report.

 Zhang Yong nodded. Come up and check it out.

 I found that this spy did not seem to be a professional. Like a Japanese invader veteran?

 Looking carefully, I found that there are indeed thick calluses in the shoulder sockets and tiger's mouth. At first glance, it seems that it was formed through years of training in the army.

 A little surprised.

This kind of veteran of the Japanese invaders has a strong individual fighting ability.

Logically speaking, if it was an ordinary opponent, it would be impossible to knock him down. I'm curious, who is that white dot in front?

 Forward.

 Come to Baidian.

 The deceased was a thin and small guy.

  I don’t know what my identity is. Fatally shot. The bullet hit him right in the heart.

 The veterans of the Japanese invaders are indeed powerful.

 The weapons of both men were Browning M1903 pistols. The bullet caliber is 7.65 mm. The distance between them is about forty meters.

 A death. One was seriously injured.

 It fully shows that this is a duel between masters.

 Life and death are just a matter of thoughts.

“Commissioner, he may be a pirate from Chongming Island…”

"oh?"

 “Look at the skin on his body…”

"oh."

 Zhang Yong took out a flashlight.

As expected, this skinny little guy has bronze skin.

 Looking at his feet again, there are obvious signs of being soaked in sea water. The average person does not have such characteristics. Unless it's a pirate.

What?

 Fishermen?

 Please. How could a normal fisherman have a gun?

 No wonder he has good skills. Able to shoot down Japanese invaders veterans with one shot. It turned out that he also crawled out of a pile of dead people.

what is this?

 Perish together?

 Both sides suffer?

 Suddenly, the map was displayed and the red dot disappeared.

 Oh, we really died together this time.

 A pirate who committed many evil deeds.

 A Japanese invader who was full of evil deeds.

 Perish together.

very perfect.

 “Commissioner, there is a map...”

"Let me see…"

 Zhang Yong reached out and took it.

 This is found from the Japanese invaders. Purely hand-painted.

 It seems like a schematic diagram of a certain street? There is a cross symbol on it. Maybe the destination?

 However, there is no text mark on the hand-drawn drawing. Therefore, Zhang Yong didn't know where this destination was. Had to put it away temporarily.

“Commissioner, this pirate also has a map on him.”

 “Bring it.”

 Zhang Yong reached out and took it.

 At a glance. really. Also a hand drawn sketch.

 It seems to be a schematic diagram of a certain place. There is also a cross symbol in the middle.

Confuse…

 These two guys made an appointment?

Everyone carries a sketch with him? Fortunately the two sketches are different.

 Otherwise, Zhang Yong would still think that they were accomplices.

 Continue searching.

 Find some scattered silver notes.

 Zhang Yong then asked the police academy students to divide them evenly. A few oceans per person is fine.

He deliberately did not touch the corpse himself, just to give them some benefit. After taking the money, the next actions will be more positive.

Sure enough, knowing that he had an ocean to share, the police academy students became more energetic.

 Following Commissioner Zhang means you have a bright future!

Hum, it’s the future. Not money. Of course I am happy to have the ocean. Even if not, they will continue to fight without fear of death.

Snapped!

 Suddenly, there was another gunshot nearby.

 Zhang Yong looks at the map. Found a red dot moving quickly about 300 meters away.

 Did it shoot? Can't tell.

 There are several red dots within the map monitoring range. All have guns.

 It seems that tonight is more lively than last night!

There are so many spies out there. There are five of them under surveillance.

It doesn’t matter.

 Clean up one by one.

　　Waving his hands. Lead the team to quietly outflank them.

 Soon, we arrived in front of the Japanese invaders.

 Ambush.

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"idiot…"

 The Japanese spies resisted desperately. But it didn't work.

 What it faced was a group of police academy students who were like wolves and tigers, full of passion. All of them are eighteen years old.

Although lack of experience. However, the action is definitely fast.

 Successfully captured.

 The bundles are like rice dumplings.

 Search.

not found.

There is only one shell gun.

 Zhang Yong came to the spy and tilted his head, "The rules of the road..."

 “Baga!” the Japanese spy shouted aggressively.

 “The rules on the road.” Zhang Yong emphasized repeatedly. His tone was calm.

 “Baga!” the spy continued to scold.

 Zhang Yong:? ? ?

Don’t know the rules?

what happened? It doesn't know anything?

 One hundred thousand oceans…

 Don’t you all know?

how…

 “The rules of the road…”

"idiot…"

"Well…"

 Zhang Yong drew out his Alaskan whale knife.

　　A knife passed by. Cut the Japanese invaders' throats.

Since you don’t understand the rules, I don’t need to follow the rules.

go to hell!

 Don’t even know the rules on the road!

 Deserved it!

 Waving his hand, he asked people to let go of the spy.

"Well…"

"Well…"

 The Japanese spy covered his throat and twisted it desperately.

 Its eyes finally turned desperate and frightened. Realize that you might be wrong.

 But it’s too late. There's no point regretting it. There is only death.

 After a while, the red dot disappeared.

"Walk!"

 Zhang Yong waved his hand and continued to move forward.

  【To be continued】

 (End of this chapter)