July fourteenth.

Wusongkou Pier. Sunny. Slight waves.

Zhang Yong waited here nervously.

He was waiting for the Italian cargo ship to dock.

With him were Zhang Ping and Yang Lichu. There were no big bosses.

Before the aircraft parts are safely unloaded, the actions of the bosses may cause adverse reactions from the Japanese invaders. The gain outweighs the loss.

Everything has to wait until the cargo ship docks safely.

After crossing the Strait of Malacca, the cargo ship encountered no danger, which is indeed gratifying.

"coming!"

"coming!"

A black spot appeared on the horizon.

The black spots gradually increased and expanded. Then they turned into freighters one after another. Finally, five Italian freighters got closer and closer.

Zhang Yong looked up at the sky.

Fortunately, there are no Japanese planes. It should be fine.

Suddenly I saw Paulus getting off the German freighter.

Huh?

Why is he joining in the fun?

Too lazy to pay attention.

Paulus took care of himself and came to Zhang Yong's side.

"Mussolini's plane?"

"yes."

"Our planes are pretty good too."

"But you won't sell it."

"It's Adolf who doesn't sell it. It's not that we don't sell it."

"oh?"

Zhang Yong thinks there is something to be said for it.

Adolf? So you are Adolf's enemies?

silence.

Decide to whet the other party's appetite.

This is what Paulus is like. The closer you get, the more arrogant he becomes.

You pretended to ignore him completely, but he came close to you again.

One word to describe it is cheap.

Sure enough, seeing that Zhang Yong remained silent, Paulus spoke again, "Do you still have the medicine from last time?"

"Anyone of you is about to die?" Zhang Yong said bluntly.

"No spare."

"I don't have much left. Let's talk to you when you need me."

Zhang Yong told the truth.

He really didn't have much left. It seemed like only five boxes.

The quantity of medicines produced by the system is completely random. Sometimes it is more, sometimes it is less.

Five boxes can save a few lives, but not more.

"We can work together."

"How to cooperate?"

"We are willing to transfer all of our properties in the Far East to your name..."

"Um?"

Zhang Yong immediately raised his vigilance.

Being courteous for nothing is a traitor or a thief. There has been such a huge change, so there is probably a conspiracy.

Before, these Germans had almost nothing. Why are they suddenly so generous now? They give themselves five points of benefit, surely because they want to get ten points of gain.

"My friend, you can't see the light of day..." Paulus said thoughtfully.

"Who is your friend?" Zhang Yong didn't hide it and asked directly.

"He was originally Adolf's close comrade-in-arms. Later, in order to obtain higher power, Adolf betrayed his close comrades-in-arms and went on a killing spree..."

"Just tell me what his name is?"

"His previous name can no longer be used. From now on, his name is Rudolf."

"Rudolph?"

"Yes. Mr. Rudolf."

"So, Mr. Rudolf is Mr. Adolf's enemy?"

"Yes."

"That was really fun."

Zhang Yong nodded.

One is named Adolf and the other is named Rudolf. They were born to compete in the ring!

However, this Rudolf is of no use anymore. That Adolf will become a madman and take control of everything until he completely fails and commits suicide.

"We can cooperate," Paulus repeated.

"What cooperation?" Zhang Yong changed his mind. It seemed that there was nothing wrong with adding some trouble to Adolf.

This guy will regret his arms deal with China in the future.

The person who clearly gave the money kept the gun with him. It was like swallowing it by force.

so bad.

Such a guy must be taught a lesson secretly.

By the way, the subsequent explosion did not kill this guy. Do you want to remind me? It killed him directly?

If this doesn't work, then it's okay to secretly add a little trouble to him.

"Mr. Rudolph also has some connections."

"Speak specifically."

"We can get you some technicians."

"technician?"

"Yes. They have very rich production experience and mastered quite skilled technology. However, they were persecuted by Adolf."

"Yeah?"

Zhang Yong's eyes sparkled slightly.

Lawrence seems to be able to get only machine tools, not people.

It would be great if Paulus could recruit some technical personnel. The basic principles of mechanical processing are the same.

The key is that those technicians seem to be persecuted. They will be happy to work in China and devote themselves wholeheartedly.

Machine tools from the beautiful country...

German technicians...

It should be able to be integrated, right?

"Some of them even know how to assemble airplanes."

"Yeah?"

Zhang Yong was noncommittal.

It feels like the Thirteen Demons went a little too far?

That guy destroyed a lot of things on the German freighter, causing the Germans on the ship to become restless.

Otherwise, Paulus would not have taken the initiative to send him to his door.

"Yes."
To be continued...