Chapter 594: A Demoralising Start

Back in the private room.

He kicked Hirofumi Noguchi awake.

Hirofumi Noguchi had to continue feigning unconsciousness. He got another slap.

He had to indicate that he had woken up.

'What the hell are you doing?' He pretended to be furious.

'Shut up! In a moment I'll throw you off the train!' Zhang Yong said viciously.

An absurd thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

It seemed that...

It seemed that...

He could find a way to "throw" Noguchi Hirofumi off the train and let him escape?

In the future, high-speed trains can reach speeds of 300 kilometers per hour. If someone falls, they will definitely die. But trains in this era basically travel at about 30 kilometers per hour. As long as Noguchi Hirofumi is tough enough, he should not die from the fall. It doesn't matter if he is disabled. It's even better if he is disabled. This makes Project 226 even more important.

In the Railway Guerrillas and other stories, jumping off trains is a common occurrence and no big deal.

Yes. That's it. I have an idea.

I feel relieved. Habitually reaching out to embrace Yang Lichu. But Yang Lichu immediately dodges.

She had already been on high alert when she saw Zhang Yong arrive. This time, she will not let him take advantage of her again.

Departure.

Back at the train station.

As soon as Zhang Yong got off the train, he saw Jia Tengying.

Jia Tengying stood silently in the crowd, seemingly without anyone else by his side.

He casually waved at Zhang Yong. Then he walked silently with the flow of people. No one seemed to notice his presence.

'I'm going to buy something,' Zhang Yong said to Yang Lichu.

'We're about to board,' Yang Lichu frowned.

'If I don't come back, stop the train,'

'You...'

Yang Lichu paused.

She thought to herself, you're so full of yourself. And you're stopping the train.

But then she thought: the guy wasn't bluffing. If he didn't come, the train would definitely have to stop.

If Zhang Yong didn't go to Hangzhou, it would be useless for anyone else to go.

What if he didn't stop the train?

'Don't worry. I'll be right back,' Zhang Yong turned around and walked away.

He blended into the crowd without a trace.

He approached Jia Tengying as if nothing had happened.

'Is Luo Bailong doing well?' Jia Tengying did not look away.

'You're not afraid that the head of the department will find out?' Zhang Yong spoke bluntly.

'As long as you don't go and tell on me, no one will know.'

'Forget it. Let's talk about something else.'

'If you go to Hangzhou, do me a favour. I owe you a favour.'

'What do you want?'

'Dig up Huo Shan for me.'

'Huo Shan?'

'A code name for a Japanese spy. I know he went to Hangzhou. But I can't find him. I hope you can.'

'Catching Japanese spies is my job. You don't owe me a favour.'

'This Japanese spy, I want to deal with personally. He cheated me out of money. I have to get it back.'

'Understood.'

Zhang Yong nodded. He didn't ask any questions.

Everyone has secrets. This is especially true for people in the secret service.

Jia Tengying had probably been deceived. So, while he hated the Japanese spy, he hated the other person even more for being a liar.

No one wants to be deceived.

Jia Tengying is no exception.

This matter, in particular, must not be made public. Otherwise, it will become a laughing stock.

In any case, Jia Tengying is now the head of the Shanghai station of the Restoration Society. He cannot let such a disgraceful matter get out.

It would seriously undermine his authority.

'I have heard that the Japanese spy in Hangzhou is very wealthy. I hope you will have an easy start.'

'Wait.'

'What else?'

'You said that the Japanese spy is very wealthy. Do you have any evidence?'

'I suspect that among the big merchants in Hangzhou, there is someone who is a Japanese spy in disguise. Unfortunately, there is no evidence.'

'Oh?'

Zhang Yong's eyes lit up.

Big merchants?

I like it!

It's really no fun going after small fry.

If you're going to catch someone, catch someone big.

Get rich quick.

The kind of Japanese spies who are filthy rich are best. The kind with status and position. Catching one is worth a hundred.

'I understand.'

'Have a safe trip.'

'Goodbye.'

'Goodbye.'

The two gradually parted.

To an outsider, it looked like they had accidentally walked in parallel for a few minutes.

Then Zhang Yong continued on his way. Just ahead, someone was selling peanut brittle. It was his favourite. He immediately bought a large pile.

He paid Yang Li a little court. Unfortunately, Yang Li was not impressed. She didn't like sweets.

She was worried that eating too much would make her fat.

'Are you sure?'

'No.'

'Okay, I'll eat it myself.'

Zhang Yong then feasted alone. It was unforgettable.

Get in the car.

Because there were so many people, they took three carriages.

The Military Police Command was at the front. Next to the dining car. The Fuxing Society and the Air and Naval Service Department were in the middle. The soldiers Liang Wenxiu brought were at the back.

There were nine other carriages. There were many passengers. It was packed.

The map showed that there were a dozen red dots among the passengers at the back. But for the time being, Zhang Yong had no time to worry about them.

He was quietly pondering how to throw Noguchi out.

A real throw. Not a fake one.

After being thrown out, it would be up to Noguchi's luck whether he lived or died.

'Report!'

Qin Lishan suddenly arrived quietly.

Zhang Yong nodded.

'What is it?'

'Captain, we found someone from Section 1.'

'What Section 1?'

Zhang Yong didn't come back to his senses for a while.

After a while, he reacted. Oh. It was someone from the Central Government. The Party Affairs Investigation Department.

After a restructuring at the end of last year, the Party Affairs Investigation Department was renamed the Military Affairs Bureau Section 1. It is now ranked above the Special Services Department of the Restoration Society. When it is said that it is Section 1, it means the Party Affairs Investigation Department. It is also called the Special Services Headquarters. The director is still Xu Enzeng. The deputy director is Ye Xiufeng.

'Who is leading the team?'

'Ye Wansheng.'

'Who?'

'Ye Wansheng.'

'Ah...'

Zhang Yong suddenly felt very good.

Really. There was a kind of pleasure that wanted to burst out.

So it turned out to be Ye Wansheng!

Haha. I really want to laugh out loud. Laugh like a pig.

This is really rare. I actually met Ye Wansheng on the train to Hangzhou. Did the heavens arrange this?

Okay, I'll bully the other guy.

Among all the acquaintances, he is the only one I can single-handedly bully. The only one I can be sure to win against is Ye Wansheng.

I haven't bullied him in a long time. Now that I have the chance to meet him, how can I let this opportunity pass?

"Follow me!'

'Yes!'

Zhang Yong led Qin Lishan and the others through the aisle of the train.

There were many passengers around. It was very crowded. But when they saw them coming over with murder in their eyes, they all automatically and consciously made way for them. It was like they were in no man's land.

They soon saw Ye Wansheng. It was indeed him. There were more than ten people around him.

Good. The number was just right.

He was bringing more than 50 people with him. The other side only had a dozen.

With such a disparity in manpower, who wouldn't bully you?

Haha!

'Ye Wansheng!'

he shouted from afar.

He raised his voice. He was afraid that Ye Wansheng hadn't heard him.

Don't run!

I know it's you!

The train is only this big, where can you go?

It's really strange, I didn't notice you when I got on. Did you come through the tunnel?

Ye Wansheng: !@#¥%...

Oh, no!

Something's definitely happened.

Zhang Yong has come looking for him in person.

When he heard that Zhang Yong was on the train, he knew that trouble was coming.

However, the train had already started moving, and it was too late for him to change trains. He could only play ostrich.

He hoped that Zhang Yong was on an official business trip and would have no time to bother with him. However, his wishful thinking was completely shattered with the appearance of Zhang Yong.

Zhang Yong was here.

If he was here, he definitely wouldn't let it go.

Ye Wansheng secretly groaned as he watched Zhang Yong lead so many people, all of them menacing.

Is it because of my unlucky birth date? Why do I keep running into such rogue bastards.

Every time I encounter Zhang Yong, I'm the one who gets into trouble.

'Ye Wansheng!'

Zhang Yong continued shouting.

Ye Wansheng had no choice but to grit his teeth. He stood up angrily.

'Zhang Yong, what do you want?'

'Let me ask you something.'

'What is it?'

'Come here.'

'What do you want, just say it.'

'Come here, I won't hit you!'

'You...'

Ye Wansheng's face turned from white to green.

It was as awkward as it could be. The scene of being beaten on the banks of the Qinhuai River last time came back to him vividly.

He wanted to draw his gun and finish the other guy off.

He wanted to raise his submachine gun and turn Zhang Yong into a hornet's nest.

However, his reason told him that this was impossible. Regardless of the consequences, he was no match for Zhang Yong if he simply drew his gun.

Zhang Yong is not good at marksmanship or martial arts, but he is absolutely fast when drawing his gun.

Ye Wansheng has studied this.

The person who knows you best is often not your friend. It is your enemy.

Ye Wansheng is Zhang Yong's enemy.

Therefore, he has studied Zhang Yong in detail. In the end, he had to painfully admit that he is no match for Zhang Yong when it comes to drawing a gun.

He was no match for Zhang Yong in terms of marksmanship either. He was no match for Zhang Yong in terms of martial arts.

He was being crushed on all fronts.

He felt so suffocated...

So frustrated...

However, this was the harsh reality.

Although any other person could easily defeat Zhang Yong, Ye Wansheng was the only one who couldn't.

'Come over here. I won't hit you,'

Zhang Yong continued to beckon. At the same time, he raised his tone.

There was nowhere to hide and nowhere to retreat, so Ye Wansheng had no choice but to come over with a stiff upper lip.

'Sit down,'

'What do you really want?'

'I want to ask you something.'

'You ask.'

'Sit!'

Zhang Yong pointed imperiously to the seat next to him.

Ye Wansheng had no choice but to sit down sulkily.

'I want to ask you something...'

'You ask!'

'That day on the Qinhuai River, were you chasing after a Red?'

'That's confidential information...'

'I asked if you were,'

Zhang Yong raised his voice. He was trying to intimidate.

I ask, you answer. There are no secrets in front of me. If you don't answer, you'll suffer.

Ye Wansheng did not answer. He protested with silence.

Non-violence and non-cooperation.

However...

'Qin Lishan.'

'Here.'

'Go buy some packs of chili peppers.'

'In the car...'

'Someone sells them. Look carefully. The spicier the better. I'll treat Captain Ye to chili peppers.'

'Yes!'

Qin Lishan turned and left.

Ye Wansheng's face suddenly changed. He stood up abruptly.

However, Zhang Yong immediately pushed him back down. He refused to accept this and stood up again. He was pushed back down again. He stood up again...

Again and again...

Finally, Ye Wansheng never got the chance to stand up again.

The last time, Zhang Yong almost pushed him back down heavily. His tailbone was almost broken.

Zhang Yong's mouth curled up into a sneer.

Haha. Want to resist? Compete in strength? Come on! Let's have a go! Let's see if you're stronger or I am!

In the end, Ye Wansheng lost. Without a doubt. Trash.

'You...'

'I'm just asking if you are.'

'You...'

'Are or aren't.'

'You!'

Ye Wansheng gritted his teeth.

He vowed that he would never give up easily.

However, when he saw Qin Lishan come back with a bag of dried chili peppers, his face finally changed.

'What are you asking her for?'

'What's her name? Where is she at the moment?'

'What do you want?'

'I fancy her. I want to get intimate with her.'

'You!'

'Say it. Where is she exactly.'

'Zhang Yong, I am seriously warning you, she is suspected of being a member of the Red Party. You are playing with fire!'

'Bullshit! Your director is a member of the Red Party! Your director's whole family is a member of the Red Party!'

'You, you, you're swearing! On what grounds are you swearing?'

'Did I swear? I was stating a fact. Wasn't your director Xu Enzeng a member of the Red Party? And wasn't his wife Fei Xia a member of the Red Party?'

'You...'

Ye Wansheng was suddenly choked.

His face was red and his neck was red. He was anxious and angry. His eyes were about to bulge out. But he couldn't refute.

Because Xu Enzeng had indeed been a member of the Red Party. And his wife Fei Xia had indeed been a member of the Red Party.

Ahhh...

Ye Wansheng's mind was in turmoil.

He didn't hate Zhang Yong. Instead, he hated Xu Enzeng. This old guy was obviously a member of the Red Party...

Why?

Why?

Why could a traitor to the Red Party become a department head?

Why couldn't his uncle Ye Xiufeng?

His train of thought instantly became muddled.

For a moment, he felt that Zhang Yong and he should be able to speak the same language.

After all, they both despised those Red Party traitors.

It seemed that Xu Enzeng, Li Shiqun and the rest were all Red Party traitors. They were all despicable villains.

'What are you doing in Hangzhou?'

'Catching Red Party members.'

'Catching who?'

'Larkbird.'

'What?'

'We only know his code name, Larkbird. We don't know if he's a man or a woman. We don't know his age or occupation. We only know that he'll be in Hangzhou.'

'What's your evidence?'

'He's coming to Hangzhou to take over the radio station. Larkbird is supposed to be affiliated with the Jinling Red Party. They need a radio station there. But there aren't any in Shanghai. Someone needs to go to Hangzhou to get one.'

'There are Red Parties in Hangzhou too?'

'Of course!'

Ye Wansheng suddenly perked up. He looked at Zhang Yong with wise eyes.

This guy is just greedy and lustful. And he thought there were no Red Parties in Hangzhou? Really. Where in the world is there no Red Party? There are Red Parties everywhere!

But he didn't say that. He was afraid of being beaten. At the same time, he wanted to maintain his intellectual superiority.

'Do I look like a red party member?'

'You?'

'Yes.'

'...'

Ye Wansheng didn't want to answer.

In fact, he really wanted to kick Zhang Yong out with one kick. And then stomp on him a couple of times.

Someone like you? The red party would want you?

If you're the red party picking someone, between me and you, the red party would rather have me, Ye Wansheng, than you, Zhang Yong.

You're delusional!

Get lost.

But he didn't dare say it. He was afraid of being beaten.

Silence.

'Forget it. I'm leaving.'

Zhang Yong didn't bother to continue arguing with him. He led the others back to their own compartment.

Thoughtfully looking out the window.

A lark?

Whose code name?

Is it Li Jingqian?

Impossible to be sure.

However, Zhang Yong really hoped to see her in Hangzhou.

Hope...

Haha...

Suddenly saw Hirofumi Noguchi.

He looks out the window again. It seems to be about time. It's the middle of nowhere.

'Mr. Noguchi.'

'...'

'You are the new head of the Huaiji Secret Service. You should know my style of work very well, right?'

'...'

Hirofumi Noguchi remains silent.

He knows what the other person wants. However, he is not willing to give it to him.

Zhang Yong's demands are simply bottomless. If he asks for 10,000, he asks for 100,000. If he asks for 100,000, he asks for a million.

Who can stand such endless demands?

'Untie him!'

'Yes!'

Someone came over and untied Noguchi's ropes.

The black hood was also taken away.

But the handcuffs were not loosened. This was the final safety measure. Of course it could not be easily removed.

'Follow me!'

Zhang Yong pulled Noguchi up. He pushed him into the toilet.

Noguchi's face changed. He thought of something bad.

'What are you going to do?'

'What do you think?'

'I'm a man...'

'Get lost!'

Zhang Yong slapped the other man.

Damn it, where were you thinking? I'll fucking...

'Pah!'

'Pah!'

He slapped the other man hard several times.

I'll teach you to insult my character!

I'll teach you to insult my character!

'Ah...'

'Ah...'

Noguchi Hirofumi screamed desperately.

The toilet door was left open. Everyone outside could hear clearly.

Qin Lishan occasionally came over to check. He didn't find anything unusual. So he stood guard a short distance away. Just in case.

'Tell me, where is the money for the train ticket?'

'I...'

'If you don't tell me, I'll push you out the window and you'll die!'

'You...'

Noguchi Hirofumi was anxious and angry.

However, he noticed a chance to escape.

If he was really pushed out, there was a good chance he would die. But there was also a chance he could survive.

He decided to take the risk.

'I don't know...' Noguchi Hirofumi ventured to reply.

He wanted to provoke Zhang Yong.

He wanted to provoke Zhang Yong into pushing him out of the toilet window.

The toilet windows on trains of this era were still quite large. There was also no glass. Just a few wooden slats to stop people falling through.

'Pop!'

'Pop!'

Zhang Yong used Noguchi Hirofumi's head to knock all the wooden slats off.

Then he pressed his entire body against the edge of the window.

Qin Lishan and the others were all outside and saw it. They were all secretly terrified. Captain Zhang, hehe, is actually quite ruthless sometimes.

It's possible that this Hirofumi Noguchi really will be pushed out the window. And fall.

Because Zhang Yong personally operated it, they didn't think much about it. They didn't think that Hirofumi Noguchi might still be alive.

'Really not going to say?'

'Even if you beat me to death, I won't say.'

'Believe it or not, I will really push you out.'

'You push...'

'Go to hell!'

Before the words had finished, Zhang Yong really did it.

As soon as he exerted himself, he pushed Noguchi Hirofumi all the way out of the window. Then he turned back angrily.

Qin Lishan heard the noise and hurried over. Seeing that Noguchi Hirofumi was gone, he looked puzzled. But he didn't say anything.

'He's looking for death,' Zhang Yong said angrily, "then let him die.'

'Yes," Qin Lishan said, agreeing with the captain. What he had done was of course correct.

Zhang Yong clapped his hands. He walked out of the toilet.

Noguchi Hirofumi had already been pushed out. Whether he was dead or alive depended on his life.

If he died, the 226 plan might need to be further deployed. If he didn't die, then soon, the Japanese invaders would know about the existence of the 226 plan.

Turning back.

Looking at the several red dots on the map, he was unhappy.

So he began to deploy to catch people.

Sure enough, all these red dots were hidden Japanese spies.

There were seven in total.

Amazing. There were actually seven Japanese spies on one train.

It seems that during the time I was away from Shanghai, the Japanese spies not only replaced their losses, but also sent more people here with even more intensity.

Unfortunately, they are all poor Japanese spies. There is no profit in them.

There is also no intelligence from interrogations.

What should I do with them?

Push them all out of the toilet.

Handcuff them. Then push them out. Dead or alive, it doesn't matter. They deserve to die.

'Ah...'

'Po...'

The screams could be heard in the wind.

One after the other, the Japanese spies were pushed out the window and fell to the ground.

Very good.

This is a very good cover.

If Hirofumi Noguchi hadn't died, the Japanese spies would definitely have investigated after they escaped.

They would have discovered that there were still seven Japanese spies who had been pushed off the train. They shouldn't have suspected Hirofumi Noguchi too much.

'Who did it?'

'Zhang Yong...'

'Baka...'

The Japanese naturally found out the news.

When they learned that it was Zhang Yong who threw out the Japanese spy, naturally they had no more doubts.

So it was Zhang Yong!

That bastard is no surprise doing anything.

He's completely crazy...

Finally, the train arrived in Hangzhou without incident.

Good.

Start working.

The train station was deserted. It was as if there was no one there.

No one came to greet them.

There didn't even seem to be any staff.

Well, this is considered a disguised intimidation.

You Zhang Yong are just a small team leader in the Special Branch of the Restoration Society. In the eyes of the bigwigs, you are nothing!

Zhang Yong had an inkling of this long ago, but he didn't feel much.

Everyone had made their attitude clear a long time ago – they just didn't welcome the arrival of people from the Restoration Society.

So, this time Zhang Yong came in the name of the Ministry of Air Operations. However, Xuan Tiewu still treated him with such disrespect. So, he just kept quiet.

If he had any grievances, naturally Zhang Ping and Yang Lichu would take care of the snitching.

Director Yang is valiant and beautiful, but she is also an absolute expert at snitching behind people's backs.

Xuan Tiewu has made a mistake.

At this moment, he has not yet realised the power of the Madame.

He is still naïve enough to think that the Madame will not interfere in politics. So, it's fine to be a bit rude. Haha.

'Lieutenant Liang, has Commander Xuan arranged a place for us to stay?'

'Aren't you from the Air Supply Department? Of course you'll be staying at the airport! Do you need any arrangements made?'

'Lieutenant Liang is right. Fine, we'll go to the airport.'

'You go ahead. We don't have permission to enter the airport, so we won't bother you.'

'Really?'

'Goodbye.'

Liang Wenxiu really led the men away.

Guo Qiyun turned around, wanting to say something, but in the end he said nothing.

Zhang Yong: ...

Damn it. This Xuan Tiewu. What a show-off!

Fine. You're the show-off. I'll keep quiet. I'll leave everything to that lady. Sooner or later, you'll get your comeuppance.

'Hangzhou really is a wonderful place!' Here comes Zhang Ping.

Director Zhang's words are sour.

Needless to say, he must be pining for Xuan Tiewu.

Those of us in the Air Ministry, wherever we go in Jinling, we're always warmly welcomed.

But when they arrived in Hangzhou, they were coldly greeted at the station.

No one came to meet them.

There was no banquet either.

Not even any transport was arranged.

It was as if they had been escorted to Hangzhou by a group of soldiers and then just abandoned.

Zhang Yong suddenly laughed.

Yang Lichu frowned lightly, 'What are you laughing at?'

'Nothing,' Zhang Yong said nonchalantly, 'It's a bit like being exiled to Ningtou.'

'Hmph! They have such a big-shot attitude.' Zhang Ping suddenly felt his anger rise.

Zhang Yong's words had really irritated him.

Even Yang Lichu had begun to regard Xuan Tiewu as a villain. She wanted to give him a few needles.

Heh heh. This female director is no pushover. Her father is the deputy head of the Ministry of Justice. He is also a proud man. On his first business trip to Hangzhou, he was treated so coldly. Even when he went to Beiping, he was welcomed. How could you say that she doesn't have any grievances inside?

Unfortunately, there was no phone nearby. Otherwise, Director Yang would have quietly found someone to complain to.

In the end, the complaint would definitely reach the ears of that lady.

It's fine to slight me. But Xuan Tiewu is not giving your wife face! He deliberately hit your wife in the face...

Blah, blah, blah, all women, tattling too well.

'Someone's coming,'

Zhang Yong suddenly said.

Map monitoring shows that there are a dozen small white spots rapidly approaching.

They must be driving. There seem to be several cars. But it is impossible to determine their identity for the time being. Fortunately, there are no signs of weapons.

'Who?'

'I don't know.'

Zhang Yong shook his head. At the same time, he waved his hand.

He ordered all personnel to be on guard. Just in case. After all, this is Hangzhou.

In case Xuan Tiewu has evil intentions...

Gu Bafeng was especially nervous. At the same time, he was also very dissatisfied.

I'm not looking at you out of respect for the monk, but because you are associated with our Military Police Command.

Do you think that our Military Police Command can't do anything about you?

Soon afterwards, the convoy came into view. Zhang Yong raised his binoculars.

A moment later, his heart sank.

'It's Gao Yuanhang.'

'It's him?'

The others immediately felt relieved.

It's Gao Yuanhang! Then there's nothing to worry about.

He's one of us.

It's someone from the Air Force.

'Has Gao Yuanhang already arrived at the Jiabiao Airport?' Zhang Yong asked casually.

'Yes. He transferred ten days ago,' Yang Lichu replied. 'The Eagle is coming. According to the memorandum of agreement, he will be based at the Jiabiao Airport.'

'Training pilots?'

'Yes.'

'I see.'

Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

Chennault's arrival was still of great credit to the Chinese resistance.

Although his abilities were limited before the outbreak of the Pacific War, he had established a good relationship with the Nationalist Air Force after all.

Within his own capabilities, he also tried to get help for the Nationalist Air Force.

From any perspective, he was a meritorious minister.

Now that he was here for the first time, the Nationalist Air Force of course had to send its most elite pilots to greet him.

Gao Yuanhang was undoubtedly one of the best.

I hope they have a good time working together.

'Captain Zhang!'

'Captain Gao!'

'Captain Zhang, I'm sorry I'm late.'

'Someone must have deliberately given you the wrong arrival time. And you weren't allowed to send someone to the train station to wait for me. Is that right?'

'Well...'

Gao Yuanhang hesitated.

He was not without political acumen. He knew some taboos.

In short, things didn't go quite as smoothly as they could have.

But since Zhang Yong had arrived in Hangzhou safely, that was all that mattered.

From now on, the Jieqiao Airport will be responsible for all subsequent matters. Zhang Yong and the others will also temporarily stay at the airport.

As for the grudges behind it, he is not involved. Nor is he qualified to get involved.

He is a flight instructor.

He is only responsible for training pilots. He is absorbed in teaching flying skills.

'Please.'

'Please!'

Zhang Yong and the others get into the car.

Everyone, all head to the Jieqiao Airport.