night.

It rained heavily.

The entire Jinling is a vast ocean.

The rain in June comes like crazy and is overwhelming.

Zhang Yong hid in the house, looking at the rain pouring outside, feeling neither happy nor sad.

The rain was heavy. No rain gear was useful.

The water was knee deep and the car could not drive at all.

All the cars belonging to the Secret Service broke down and stalled.

Fortunately, Zhang Yong came from a later generation and understood some basic principles. It is strictly forbidden to start the car again after it has been flooded.

Otherwise, it is estimated that the engine will be scrapped directly.

Just ask for support.

wait.

finally……

"Crash..."

"Crash..."

There was a huge sound in the distance.

It's the sound of a big truck.

Well, support is coming.

On such a rainy night, only large trucks can go. And it must be a Dodge ten-wheel truck.

If it is a car, it will directly flood the engine.

Are there any Dodge ten-wheel trucks now? Yes. But there are not many of them. Moreover, only the spare parts department has them.

Apart from the Ministry of Finance and the Heavy Artillery Regiment, the Air Raid Department has the most large trucks.

The trucks of the heavy artillery regiment are all equipped by the Germans. They are used to pull heavy artillery. The trucks of the air force are used to pull aircraft.

"You are almost as good as He Shen..."

Zhang Yong remembered Li Boqi's original words. In fact, this sentence is quite useful.

Why? The more part-time jobs there are, the more resources there are. There is no need for cross-department coordination. Just give orders directly.

For example, when dispatching five large Dodge trucks from Daqianchang Airport, there is no need to ask anyone for instructions. Because he is the deputy director of the Air Force Guard Division. He has this power. He still holds the title of Inspector.

At worst, if I make more money in the future, I can buy hundreds or dozens more trucks.

Tang Shengming reported back that the manufacturing industry in the United States is currently at a low ebb. Car prices are very low.

A Ford car only costs 300 US dollars. A large truck only costs about 1,000 US dollars. It is also a Dodge. It has six wheels. If it is a General Motors 10-wheel model, it costs about 1,200 US dollars. It is full of power and runs like a thunder.

.

Countries with manufacturing industries are still awesome!

After the outbreak of World War II, the United States was able to manufacture more than one million cars a year. It was simply terrifying.

"Crunch!"

"Crunch!"

The big truck stopped on the street in front of Zhang Yong.

Sure enough, these guys with extremely high chassis are not afraid of water accumulation at all.

The carriages at the back are all covered with tarpaulins. They are not afraid of rain. It is summer, and there is no such thing as cold.

"boarding!"

"boarding!"

Zhong Yang issued the order.

Everyone got on the bus in the rain.

Zhang Yong also entered the cab despite the rain.

There is another person in the cab.

Gu Bafeng.

This guy came here on his own initiative.

Spies were rampant in Jinling, and the military police headquarters was under great pressure. Gu Zhenglun was also reprimanded by Chiang Kai-shek.

According to Gu Bafeng's logic, instead of wandering around on his own, it is better to follow Zhang Yong.

Zhang Yong is responsible for locking targets, and the military police are responsible for arresting people.

Lock several targets at the same time and capture several at the same time.

This is highly efficient.

"Shaolong, congratulations!" Gu Bafeng said with a smile on his face.

"Bring me the red envelope." Zhang Yong replied angrily, "If you don't have a red envelope, I'll make you a panda!"

"Really, you have become a legend for our young generation."

"It's not that exaggerated."

"Really. It's not an example. It's a legend. My father and my uncle are very envious when they talk about you."

"I only know how to catch spies."

"This one skill is enough. Now the Japanese spies are also crazy and are pouring in without their lives."

"I'm also wondering, what stimulated the spy?"

"I guess you dug up the Japanese spy agency's nest in Yangzhou? So, the Japanese spy became angry?"

"It's just a sophora machine..."

"That……"

Gu Bafeng suddenly lowered his voice.

Looking around mysteriously.

Zhang Yong said angrily: "We are in the car. I am the driver. There are only two of us in the car. Who are you looking at?"

"No. What I want to say is, there is a Chaoxiang Palace or something..." Gu Bafeng said in a low voice, "I can't remember the specific name. But it is said that it has a big background. All Japanese spies listen to him. It is his order.

.We want Japanese spies to cause chaos in Jinling."

"Prince Jiuyan of Chaoxiang Palace." Zhang Yong raised his eyebrows.

This is the second time I heard this name.

Was it actually his order?

Want to turn Jinling upside down?

Haha, what a loud tone!

come!

Who is afraid of whom!

If I get caught...

"Yes, that's the name. Some people say that he is offering a reward of a gold coin for Zhang Yong's head..."

"How many?"

"One gold coin!"

"Wocao!"

Zhang Yong couldn't help but swear.

what does it mean?

A gold coin?

Your uncle's!

It's not very harmful, but it's extremely insulting!

What the hell, the head on my neck, Zhang Yong, is only worth one gold coin?

Son of a bitch!

This is a clear insult to me!

My head is worth at least one hundred thousand gold coins! No, one million gold coins...
To be continued...