Wiggins raised his gun and fired. The gun hit the target.

Zhang Yong was a bit bad. He only hit three shots. It was not intentional. It was true.

Wiggins deliberately placed the target very far away, a full fifty meters away.

Why is the underground shooting range actually 50 meters away? Zhang Yong doesn’t know. But there is.

When it comes to pistol shooting, Zhang Yong is completely terrible.

There's not much chance to use it anyway.

If the enemy enters the fifty-meter range and needs to use a pistol to protect himself, it means the system is too bad.

No danger was found in the warning range with a radius of 700 meters?

It is normal operation to kill the enemy 500 meters away. If it is less than 1 meter, it is a system failure...

What's more, he has Somi and Thomson hidden in his personal space.

One hundred meters, the submachine gun is fast and accurate.

"It seems that your marksmanship is not very good." Wiggins finally regained some face.

"My marksmanship is indeed not very good." Zhang Yong told the truth.

If you are not as skilled as others, there is nothing to be ashamed of.

Wiggins regained some face and did not continue to be in trouble.

"How long have you known Violet?"

"Do you suspect that Violet and I are together?"

"We can't let go of any doubt."

"Then you can investigate as you wish!"

"We are indeed investigating."

"good."

Zhang Yong said nothing more.

You can investigate as you please and find out that Chou Yinmao is a man.

silence.

a long time.

Wiggins suddenly sighed, "This Violet has done us a lot of harm."

"Don't you have a scientific method that can repeatedly delineate the scope and then narrow it down step by step?" Zhang Yong said thoughtfully.

"We used many methods, including spreading false information. As a result, Violet was not fooled."

"Fake information?"

"Yes. We fabricated some targeted false information and released it within a specific range. As a result, there was no response."

"That means..."

"It's no use."

"oh……"

Zhang Yong looked indifferent.

He had no idea what the false information was.

Because the information he sent out was all one-sided.

To be precise, they are all made up by him. Based on the information on the world map.

Of course, Wiggins's investigation methods are useless.

But it also reminded Zhang Yong.

Others are also very smart.

Including Japanese.

They are using scientific methods to set goals.

Fortunately, I used an "unscientific" method. Otherwise, I would have been caught long ago.

All the intelligence officers have an IQ of 180!

Anyone with an IQ less than 150 is already dead.

For someone like Zhang Yong, he probably wouldn't survive more than three episodes.

No, it's three minutes...

"Then what are you going to do now?"

"have no idea."

Wiggins spread his hands, frustrated and helpless.

He was in a bad mood tonight. In fact, it wasn't entirely directed at Zhang Yong. It was because he was scolded by his superiors.

That Japanese spy Violet always has no clue...

"Wait a minute." Zhang Yong suddenly reacted, "Are you here to replace MacFarlane?"

"Yes. He was dismissed." Wiggins said bluntly.

Zhang Yong:……

Okay. I've been fooled again.

I thought McFarland was really running for his life! It turned out that he was being stewed with mushrooms.

That guy is obsessed with saving face. He is never willing to admit his mistakes.

But wait...

"Isn't he with MacArthur?"

"Yeah! So, he's going back to Manila now."

"Oh. So I went back to Manila!"

"It's impossible to come back in a short time. Unless there are special circumstances here..."

"I see."

Zhang Yong was noncommittal.

The intelligence work was not good. He was dismissed. It was normal.

In this industry, it is impossible to lie flat because your enemies may kill you at any time!

The result of lying flat is death.

Unless you are already dead, your enemy will never let you go.

"Actually, it doesn't count as dismissal..."

"What?"

"He went back to lead the Hammond Intelligence Group."

"Promotion?"

"The original team leader has been transferred. There are no other suitable candidates."

"Isn't he bad at his job?"

"But others are even less capable."

"oh……"

Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

It turns out that this is what is called relying entirely on the support of peers.

It doesn't matter if you are bad at it. Others may be worse.

"and you……"

"I lead the Iroquois Intelligence Group."

"Who are you with?"

"McFarland is in the Army. I'm in the Navy. He was part-time. I'm the professional."

"oh……"

Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

It turns out you are the professional! Then who is your immediate boss?

It was the one who was later replaced by Nimitz...
To be continued...