Chapter 589: Cooperation

Who is Shan Ying?

It is the code name of Chen Nai-fu.

He is about to set off.

He is preparing to take a ship from San Francisco to Shanghai.

Why is he coming at this time? Zhang Yong is not sure. I guess Li Boqi is not sure either.

The Special Affairs Department of the Restoration Society is just a mouthpiece when it comes to the Air Ministry.

Even the head of the department does not know the secrets of the department.

Zhang Yong silently estimated.

It would take more than 20 days to travel from San Francisco to Shanghai.

If Chen Nai-de left now, there was obviously not much time left for Zhang Yong.

He had to rush to Hangzhou within 20 days. He had to eliminate the Japanese spies there. However, the Air Supply Department should have told him directly about this matter.

Moreover, it definitely wasn't Yang Lichu who had come. Business. Important business. Yang Lichu was not qualified.

'Zhang Ping has arrived at Nanyuan Airport.'

'I see.'

Sure enough, it was Zhang Ping.

He was probably bringing official orders from the Ministry of Air and Finance.

In other words, when he, Zhang Yong, formally met Zhang Ping, it would be time to leave Tianjin.

So soon.

No time to prepare.

He had thought he would be acting director for a while!

Unexpectedly, he would be leaving soon. Then again, there was still a lot he had to do at the police station...

Alas, plans change.

Of course, I followed orders. That's the attitude of the department head.

The lady comes first.

'Luo Bailong is waiting for you.'

'Who?'

'Xinghualou.'

'I see.'

Zhang Yong came to his senses.

Luo Bailong? Xinghualou? In the middle of the night...

Doesn't this guy sleep?

Well, in this line of work, there really is no such thing as a 9-to-5 job. You're on call at all times. You can be deployed at any time.

Since the other party is waiting for him at Xinghualou, it must be something important. He'll go and meet him first.

He immediately changed direction and drove to Xinghualou.

He noticed a few small red dots nearby. They looked very suspicious. It seemed like they had surrounded Xinghualou.

All of these red dots had weapons. The closest one was less than 200 metres away. If it was a rifle, it could kill him with one shot.

I see...

Luo Bailong is looking for me because he needs my help to break out of the siege.

He may have inadvertently fallen into a Japanese trap. For the time being, he cannot get out. He can only call for reinforcements.

This reinforcements is none other than Zhang Yong.

A little depressed. Feels like he's being used as a pawn. But...

As long as he can kill the Japanese, it doesn't matter.

Immediate action.

Gather three veteran soldiers with scopes and guide them to the target.

Soon, the scope locks onto a Japanese soldier.

The distance is about 280 metres.

'Bang!'

A gunshot.

A moment later, the red dot disappeared.

Good, one down.

Immediately shift.

Ready to lock on to the second target.

It turned out that the other four Japanese soldiers quickly fled.

Soon, they all fled and left the scope of the map.

Zhang Yong: ???

Run that fast?

Haha. Rubbish. If you have the guts, don't run.

If I wasn't in a hurry, none of these Japanese soldiers would have escaped.

Enter Xinghualou.

It's empty. Not a soul.

The others are guarding the outside.

Luo Bailong sits alone.

In the corner. Very vigilant.

Zhang Yong looks at the other person. There are so many questions, but he doesn't know where to start.

'Do you think I'm strange?' Luo Bailong speaks.

Zhang Yong nods. 'You're like a dragon, always watching but never seen.'

'Really?'

'I'm curious, what task did Jia Tengying give you?'

'He didn't give me a task.'

'Then why are you still here? It seems like you're not doing anything.'

'I can't go back over there.'

'Why not?'

'Because I'm a Red.'

'That's not funny.'

'I really am a Red. You can investigate.'

'This...'

Zhang Yong tilted his head and looked at the other person.

He still didn't believe it.

Luo Bailong is a Red? You can't tell.

It's better to believe that he's a Red than to believe that I'm the First Emperor of Qin. Really.

Can a member of the Red Party blow his cover?

Set up a trap? Test me? Fish for a confession? Haha. Do you take me for a child?

"Sigh...'

Luo Bailong let out a small sigh. He didn't offer any defence.

Zhang Yong couldn't help but feel a little doubtful. Could it be that this guy really was a member of the Red Party? Otherwise, there were some things that couldn't be explained.

It was like a lonely soul wandering around. It was so abnormal.

'You couldn't find your organisation?'

'Yes.'

'There were underground party members in Tianjin.'

'I contacted them. But I've lost my organisational ties. I can't prove my identity.'

'Who did you find?'

'Fang Huaizhou.'

'Do you know him?'

'No.'

'So how did you find him?'

'I know he's a Red. But he won't admit it.'

'So no one can prove you're a Red. But no one can say for sure you're not?'

'More or less!'

'Actually, I'm the same.'

'You?'

It was Lobel-Ron's turn to be surprised.

He looked up and down at Zhang Yong suspiciously. Then he shook his head. Rejected.

You? A Red? Don't be ridiculous.

'Really,'

Zhang Yong said seriously. Without blinking.

Haha. Of course it was just a random lie.

He had already been clearly told that he was not eligible to join the organisation. No amount of money would have been enough.

The Red Party required a strong belief. But he didn't have one.

'Never mind, let's talk about something else.'

'Why were you targeted by the Japanese?'

'I've been a bit impatient lately. Eager to prove myself, I followed some Japanese and obtained some valuable information.'

'Can you tell me?'

'The Japanese have stored a large quantity of fuel at Taikoo Dock. There may be a few hundred barrels...'

'Fuel? That's not good. It's too heavy. It's hard to move.'

'Blow it up!'

'Er...'

Zhang Yong paused.

Blow it up? That's not a bad idea.

It is indeed difficult to move. But destroying it is much easier.

Oil depots are very accident-prone. Just a spark or a few explosive packs can blow up the whole depot.

What?

Diesel?

Can't burn?

If you blow up the oil drums, the diesel will flow out, and it will be destroyed just the same.

Anyway, we can't let the Japanese easily put this fuel to use. The more fuel that is destroyed, the greater the Japanese losses. The heavier the burden of war.

Sabotaging the enemy's logistics is also a very important part of war.

The United States is best at this.

Their planes and submarines like to attack the Japanese logistics transport ships.

A few torpedoes or bombs can sink a transport ship. A large group on board, thousands of Japanese, all have to fall into the sea and feed the sharks.

On land, it is very difficult to eliminate a full Japanese battalion. The Japanese are indeed very strong. Even the US military, with its overwhelming firepower, would have to pay a heavy price if they clashed head-on on land. However, on the sea, no matter how strong the Japanese are, they can only drown.

Moreover, if the supplies on the transport ships are sunk by bombing, the Japanese will only have to go hungry. They will eventually starve to death.

In short, it's all about sabotage. The more damage, the better.

'Where exactly?'

'Taikoo Dock.'

'Which warehouse?'

'I don't know.'

Luo Bailong shook his head.

He was all alone, and the information he could obtain was limited.

In this era, no one could work alone. No one could do everything by themselves. They had to work as a team.

Zhang Yong suddenly had a strange thought.

It seems that...

It seems that...

It seems that...

Could he help recruit a secret team?

After all, Little Dumb is inexperienced. Dumb again. He has difficulty speaking. He cannot communicate normally with others.

But Luo Bailong is completely different! He has experience.

The only thing to worry about is whether this guy is deliberately tricking him.

Maybe he is a decoy sent by the Chief?

But it doesn't matter.

A decoy is a decoy.

I'll just do it, and if you, Chief, say it's okay, then it's okay.

If Luo Bailong really is one of the Master's men, sooner or later he will reveal himself. At that time, I will find a way to get rid of him.

'How is your martial arts skill?'

'I can defeat Yu Lesheng.'

'What about marksmanship?'

'I can defeat Yu Lesheng.'

'Er...'

Zhang Yong was puzzled. Did Luo Bailong have a grudge against Yu Lesheng?

Why did he have to compare everything with Yu Lesheng?

However, this is indeed simple and clear. Since he is better than Yu Lexing, then he can rest assured.

'Let's discuss something.'

'You say.'

'Take out the thing in your arms.'

'What?'

'Gold.'

Zhang Yong said slowly.

After driving away the nearby Japanese invaders, Zhang Yong switched the map to economic mode.

He had intended to see if there was any gold or anything else around. However, he unexpectedly discovered that Luo Bailong was carrying gold on his person.

This was interesting.

What was Luo Bailong going to do? Run away? With gold on his person?

If he was on a mission, carrying gold would definitely be a liability. If anything went wrong, it would be the enemy's.

'You...'

'I'm curious. What were you doing carrying gold on your person?'

'I was going to hand it over to Fang Huaizhou. But he didn't take it. So I had no choice but to carry it with me. Then the Japanese army targeted me.'

'And then you came to me?'

'Yes.'

'Does Li Boqi know that you are a member of the Red Party?'

'Yes.'

'Er...'

Zhang Yong wanted to say something but stopped.

Li Boqi actually knew that Luo Bailong was a member of the Red Party?

What on earth was this old man trying to do?

Did he want to defect to the Red Party?

That was really strange...

'It's all here. Take it if you want!'

'But I hope you don't spend it all. At least use it for something meaningful.'

Luo Bailong took out five gold bars.

They were all small yellow fish.

The surface was very smooth. It was obvious that they had been carried around for a long time.

If they had been placed somewhere, the surface would definitely not be so smooth. Zhang Yong knew this very well.

After all, there were many similar gold bars in his personal space.

'Living a good life is meaningful.'

'What?'

'To live well is to have a meaningful life.'

'You...'

Lobang looked at Zhang Yong with a strange expression.

Was this guy trying to be clever? Pretending to be profound. But to be honest, he couldn't understand a thing.

What did it mean to live well and

have a meaningful life?

Could he speak in human terms?

"Okay. I won't beat around the bush. Let's get down to business. I want to cooperate with you.'

'Cooperate in what?'

'Let's set up our own secret team. One dedicated to fighting the Japanese.'

'You?'

'Yes. A secret team that neither Li Boqi nor the director knows about. Only I know about it.'

'What do you want to do?'

'Li Boqi has repeatedly told me to have three hiding places for the cunning rabbit. So I need a team like this. It can save my life when necessary.'

'You trust me?'

'No.'

'Then why...'

'Trust does not come overnight. It needs to be maintained over time.'

'Okay. I'll do it.'

Lobairong answered readily.

He happened to have nothing to do. He felt like his life had no purpose.

Now, he had a purpose.