It is impossible for a father-in-law to be a father-in-law.

Just a tool person. throw it away after using it.

That guy is also a war criminal. He is guilty and will be judged when he looks back.

There is not enough time now.

Only eight minutes left.

The teleportation time limit is too dead.

Even if the combat laboratory increases by 100%, it will only be 80 minutes.

As soon as the time comes, he is immediately forced to repatriate.

Calling dad is useless.

Eight minutes...

What can be done?

Suddenly, an acquaintance mark flashed.

I checked and found out that it was Qin Longyue. Who was here? I thought about it for more than ten seconds before I remembered it.

It was the dancer Du Yuesheng gave to him, Yangzhou Skinny Horse. He currently lives in the concession. There are two white dots next to it.

she……

It's pretty pretty.

The level is also high. After all, the training is very strict.

They are all used to please big people. Naturally, they need to be the best.

I really want to find the other party to have a warm heart. That is the real technical lady.

Unfortunately, there is not enough time...

There are seven minutes left...

There were several white dots close to each other, and there were acquaintances. It was found that it was Lin Wan.

The white dots around her are all weapons. They are Walter PPK pistols.

Strange, she came to find Qin Longyue?

Is it necessary to form a Women's Federation branch?

Oh, a misunderstanding. Lin Wan is not her own. She is Director Lin’s sister.

Forget it, don't worry about this matter for now. Their women's affairs will be resolved internally. As long as there is no danger, he will not bother to interfere.

Yangzhou Skinny Horse is also capable. She knows many industries and even reads well in the fifteenth year of Wanli.

Perhaps, they also understand financial knowledge. Lin Wan may have asked for help. It is rare to be talented!

Recall attention.

Noticed a few yellow spots nearby.

At the beginning, Zhang Yong didn't care much.

Those yellow dots have no guns. They should be lurking and hidden.

But later, five yellow dots gradually gathered together and came to a white dot.

Then, an amazing scene appeared.

A yellow dot disappeared...

The two yellow dots disappeared...

Dead?

Internal strife?

What's going on?

My heart was shaking.

It involves internal internal party organizations and is a sensitive incident.

Make bold predictions soon.

It was the white dot that killed two yellow dots and then ran out.

The three yellow dots in the back quickly caught up. The four people overlapped again. Then, another yellow dot disappeared.

this……

Zhang Yong frowned secretly.

What's going on?

This guy is a bit powerful! He actually killed three yellow dots.

The problem is, he is a white spot! Why did the yellow spot look for him without any precaution? It felt like he was being attacked by a sneak attack.

Fortunately, there are two yellow dots alive. The information should be passed on.

In fact, the two yellow dots did leave immediately and quickly sneaked into the vast crowd and were covered by white dots.

Hesitate for a moment.

Zhang Yong decided to lean on it and take a look.

At this moment, the only possibility that he could judge that the white spot was a traitor.

The five yellow dots may be used to identify them. The underground party has a strict identification procedure. But unexpectedly, the other party will suddenly take action.

I can only say that at this time, there was a lot of fresh blood and naturally lack of experience.

Suddenly encountering a shameful traitor...

If that's all, the situation is not the worst.

The worst thing is that if that white dot has a certain status, then let’s go.

If the five yellow dots were not for identification, they came to accept the task and then suddenly suffered attacks. They were caught off guard, so they suffered heavy casualties.

Anything is possible.

The big waves wash away the sand. The waves wash away the heroes.

When the yellow sand is blown away, the gold will come.

There are countless heroes and patriots in China, but there are also shameful traitors.

The Red Party is no exception.

Appeared quietly.

I found that the target was holding a dagger in his hand, with blood. The blood beads were still dripping intermittently.

He himself was injured. His eyes were swollen and his cheeks were covered with blood. He should have been counterattacked. Unfortunately, it was not fatal.

Such a traitor will die more than anything else. He must be cut into pieces. One-sword will be a good deal.

Of course, the Red Party traitors are left to the Red Party for handling.

Come to the other side.

"I'm from the Special High School..."

"Taijun, Taijun, I am willing to be loyal, loyal..."

Zhang Yong raised his head and closed his eyes.

It's a true traitor. Or the most shameful kind.

Kill your own people, then rebel. Use your own people as a letter of fame. In the future, you will turn back and deal with your own people.

Reach your hand.

Knock the other party out.

Drag it to an empty house next to it.

Tie it with a rope, tie it tightly, and then use a rag to squeeze your mouth.

Everything was ready, and Zhang Yongcai slowly walked out of the room. Close the door and then remembered the door number.

Walking forward, I met a small group of Japanese invaders patrolling military police. I looked at the other side with my eyes.

"Baga..." The Japanese military police officer opened his mouth.

"Shut up! You guys!" Zhang Yong cursed back in Japanese.

Then he took out the Military Commission's work permit, shook it in front of the other party, and then quickly took it back.

What? I didn’t see clearly? Of course I can’t see clearly for you!

"Baga! Cheer up!" Zhang Yong continued to curse, "Look at what your gun-holding posture looks like!"

Without waiting for the other party to respond, he cursed, "You are the worst military police I have ever seen! How did Qingyin Haruki train you? Where is the Chingaki Shinaka?"

Japanese invaders:???

What's going on?

Is the other party actually educating himself?

but……

The other party actually mentioned a major and a colonel...

It seems to be very famous...

Zhang Yong continued to curse, "Everything is correct! Stand up! Otherwise, I will go to Lord Doihara..."

"Your Excellency, we were wrong! Let's correct it immediately!" The Japanese invaders also knew how to adapt.

As a military policeman, sometimes, they have to be flexible and flexible.

Those who are not obedient are easily educated and then sent to the point of exile.

The submarine soldiers who just got ashore, the princess of the health team, the young master of the car company, and the boss of the kitchen team...

There are also epaulettes that are three thick and one thin…

“Stand up!”

"Hayi!"

The other military police hurriedly straightened their bodies and cheered up.

Zhang Yong waved his hand impatiently.

The Japanese invader Cao Ru received a general amnesty and hurriedly led the team to leave.

I was secretly glad. Fortunately, the other party did not ask about his name. Otherwise, he would be really finished.

The other party mentioned Mr. Doihara...

Zhang Yong: Haha.

Sure enough, sometimes it is really good to be a big-tail wolf.

But there is a premise: I have to be like you. I am quite like you. Because Wakayama's slut is so arrogant.

Suddenly my mind was enlightened.

It seems that I can compete for power and profit with Kenji Doihara!

It can make the Japanese military police, the special high school class, the Mei agency and other things messy and messy.

It is difficult to do things steadily.

However, it is very easy to prevent others from doing things steadily.

Destruction is always easier than construction.

Go and find the phone number.

Also look for yellow dots with signs.

There are very few people who need to receive calls. Fortunately, I found one.

It was the New Era Photo Studio near Sima Road. He had dealt with him when he was a team leader.

I wonder if the phone number of the photo studio in the new era can be connected?

It just happens to be within the radar map display range.

Zoom in the map.

Yellow dots were found.

That’s right, he should be the owner of the New Era Photo Studio. He is a member of the Red Party.

Finally found the phone.

【03:02】

【03:01】

Time is really in a hurry!

But the phone was called, but no one answered.

frown……

if……

Finally, someone answered.

It was the owner of the photo studio. Zhang Yong remembered the other person's voice.

Is the other party rebelling? There should be no. Otherwise, the system will display white dots and yellow dots.

It seems that the system has helped to judge all issues involving high IQ.

Maybe the system also thinks he has no brains.

"Hello……"

"Come to No. XX Road XX, something happened inside you."

"What?"

"I suspect that someone among you has betrayed, killed his own people, and then caught me and locked up in the house."

“…”

The other party was silent. There was no response.

Obviously, the other party is not sure whether this is a valid information or a trap.

What if it was a bait arranged by the Japanese invaders or other enemies? If he continued to ask, his identity would be exposed.

"You called the wrong one."

Sure enough, the photo studio owner hung up the phone quickly.

Zhang Yong also put down the microphone and took out a big ocean to check out.

He has fulfilled his responsibilities. The rest is the matter of the Red Party. They will handle it properly.

Anyway, 49 years later, victory belongs to them.

No matter how difficult and tortuous the road in the middle is or how many sacrifices and hardships there are, the future is bright.

It was my reactionary faction who saw that the opportunity was not good and had to run away quickly.

【01:15】

【01:14】

Depressed, there is more than a minute left.

I can't go anywhere I want. I can't do anything I want.

I can only stand on the street and watch the beautiful women...

But now it's winter!

In the middle of winter, they were all wrapped tightly. They didn’t have the chance to look at their legs.

Besides, if it is not necessary, who is willing to go out?

I accidentally shivered and almost caught a cold.

It's a dog.

Is there an option to end the transfer in advance?

No……

You have to wait for the time to come.

【00:44】

【00:43】

Suddenly my mind moved.

A car arrived in the distance. There was a red dot on the car.

Check it out and found that there was a gun. It was a Type 97 sniper rifle with five rounds of bullets and two spare magazines.

There is also a Browning M1935 pistol with two spare magazines.

curious.

Who is this?

No marking.

Is it the killer among the Japanese invaders?

What does it do? Who is it going to assassinate? Does it need assassination?

In Shanghai now, the Japanese invaders are the boss. Can’t they directly arrange for the military police to arrest people?

No matter who he is, he will be unlucky if he meets him.

There are thirty seconds left, so I can't do anything big. But I can shoot it! Pulling the trigger is enough.

Look around and quickly enter an empty house. Come up with the balcony on the second floor.

Take out the Garland semi-automatic rifle and aim.

The distance is getting closer.

300 meters...

200 meters...

100 meters...

Pull the trigger.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

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Continuous gunfire.

All eight bullets were shot in one breath.

All hits.

The windshield in the front of the car was completely shattered.

All eight bullets hit the Japanese invaders. None of them deviated from them.

The distance is only one hundred meters. Absolutely fatal blow.

It's cool!

At the end of each teleportation, you either grab some money or kill a few Japanese invaders. In short, you cannot return empty-handed.

The red dots disappear.

The car is out of control.

Heavy hit the wall next to the street.

The car door was knocked open, and a bunch of yen rolled out from inside. They were all bundles and a lot of them.

Zhang Yong:...

My eyes suddenly rounded!

Ahhhhh!

Your uncle, you didn’t say it earlier!

The radar map is still not detailed enough. No yen is displayed!

Mad!

Xiaoqian, I'm here!

It's too late!

Jump directly from the balcony on the second floor.

Run to the car as fast as possible, pick up the yen and stuff it into the portable space.

It's all mine...

It's all mine...

I wish I had eight hands.

【00:06】

【00:05】

in a hurry……

Not finished installing...

It was blocked by the corpses of the Japanese invaders.

Push it away with one hand.

Damn it, it's in the way. Even if you die...

Suddenly, a photo fell out of the body of the Japanese invaders and fell right next to it.

Facing upward, it is very clear that it is Zhang Yong himself.

No, to be precise, it is Wakayama's rogue...

Huh?

What did this Japanese invader do?

Why do you bring your own photos? You have a crush on yourself? You are so perverted...

Of course, such a ridiculous thought flashed away and I realized in an instant that the Japanese invaders were going to assassinate themselves.

With a sniper rifle, you need to shoot from a long distance.

The direction the car was headed was exactly the direction of the Japanese Consulate General in Shanghai.

It is very likely that it was Kenji Doihara's order to kill Wakayama's rogue.

In this world, many things cannot be done publicly. But they can be done secretly. They will be done secretly.

As long as the wakayama slut is dead, many things will disappear silently.

At the same time, it is also the one who tests the mastermind behind it.

Sure enough, those who deal with spies all turn their hands to make clouds and turn their hands to make rain. They turn their heads and try to kill themselves.

Fortunately, I was very lucky. I didn't die. I even killed me.

Keep picking up money. Don’t care about anything else. Let’s talk about it tomorrow.

etc……

【00:01】

【00:00】

Time is up.

My heart was broken immediately.

There is still the last bundle of yen that was not caught.

Oops...

I feel like I have lost 100 million...

Slight paralysis.

I found that I had been forced back.

My body still retains the posture of catching money. It's just the last bundle of yen!

Ahhhhh…

Very angry.

But I dare not scold the system.

If the system abandons him, he will be finished.

Slowly retract his hand.

Check the portable space and found that the yen I just picked up was about 13,000 yuan.

Not bad. Very satisfied. A little excited.

Open the door.

go out.

He needed to go outside to make a move and let the Japanese invaders know that he was also at Hankou Airport tonight.

I went outside for a walk. I went to see the 155mm howitzers and 105mm cannons. I put them on the airport.

“Specialist.”

“Specialist.”

The sentry stood attentively and saluted.

Zhang Yong nodded and raised his hand to return the favor. He saw many officers appear.

They are all the officers on duty tonight. No one dares to neglect them. Because the commissioner often appears unpredictably.

If you are caught by the Commissioner and neglect your duties, you can imagine the outcome.

“Specialist.”

“Specialist.”

Being saluted all the way.

Raise your hand all the way back.

Come to the side of those Martin 139 bombers.

Huang Zhicheng and Chennard were not sleeping yet, and were muttering closely.

English communication is very flowing.

Huang Zhicheng turned out to be the director of air traffic control, so of course he knew English.

Chennard has been in China for some time and has learned a little Chinese. There is no problem with communication.

“Specialist!”

The guard stands attentively and greets loudly.

Huang Zhicheng and Chennard knew that it was Zhang Yong who came, so they turned around to welcome him.

"Hey, Zhang, when will we go out again?"

Chennard is very motivated.

The guys under him are more motivated.

Safe, no danger, high appearance fee, of course I am willing to go out frequently.

"Mr. Chen, do you have any suggestions?"

"Go to Songshan Airport again?"

"I guess the Japanese invaders are prepared and we may suffer casualties."

"Guangzhou? Japanese planes have arrived."

"Let me think about it."

Zhang Yong pondered a little.

It is estimated that the Japanese invaders in Guangzhou are also prepared.

After all, Songshan Airport was attacked, and other Japanese airports dare not continue to relax.

If it is a fighter, it is not a big problem. It is fast, flexible in movements, and can avoid most anti-aircraft artillery fire. Being hit can only say that you are not lucky. However, the bomber is slow, has a large target, and is slow in movements, and the chance of being hit is greatly increased.

Zhang Yong doesn't want to do the loss.

Because he currently only has five Martin bombers, no more than one. If one is shot down, one less is missing. There is no way to add it.

There must be safety measures...

"Chen, why don't we go and bomb the Japanese invaders' aircraft carrier!"

"What?"

Chennard was startled.

Bombing an aircraft carrier?

Can it work?

"open……"

"Tell me if you have any concerns."

"Do you know the exact location of the Japanese aircraft carrier?"

"Know."

"How is that possible?"

Chennard was very surprised. Incredible.

He believes in science. Things that science cannot explain and he cannot accept.

The aircraft carrier is floating in the vast sea, and its position changes frequently. Even if the engine is not turned on at all.

The ocean currents will push the aircraft carrier and no one knows where they will move.

Compared with China Airlines, HNA's difficulty coefficient doubled, most of which are related to aircraft carriers.

Not to mention looking for enemy aircraft carriers, or returning to find their own aircraft carriers, it is a problem. Trek often happens.

There was even a situation where Japanese fighter jets flew over the beautiful Chinese aircraft carrier and asked for landing. As a result, Meili China aircraft carrier was also confused and actually replied that they were allowed to land. Seeing that the Japanese fighter jets were about to land, someone found out that something was wrong.

"Chen, let's go bomb the Japanese aircraft carriers. No need for results."

"Don't you ask for results?"

"Yes. Force them away. I dare not continue to get closer."

Zhang Yong expressed his true intentions.

It is indeed very difficult to hit the Japanese aircraft carrier.

After all, it is not a professional HNA. It has not received professional ship attack training.

It is on the sea again. The Japanese aircraft carrier will maneuver.

The Japanese invaders who had been parked on the river near Jinling were light patrols, which were fixed targets and could not be avoided by mobile phones. So they were hit.

The Japanese invaders' light patrol themselves were not very strong in protective artillery fire. But the aircraft carrier formation was different.

There must be many Japanese destroyers nearby, with air defense firepower.

Even if the Japanese 20mm anti-aircraft guns have poor performance, they still have a chance of hitting the heavy bomber.

But it doesn't matter. There is no need to achieve the result of the war. As long as the purpose of deterrence is achieved, it is enough.

Force the Japanese warships away from the coast of China. Avoid blocking the coastline too much and leaving no gaps.

"High-altitude bombing?"

"Yes. Drop bombs at an altitude of 1,800 meters."

"estimate……"

"It's just as deterrent as near-burn loss."

"good."

Chennard agreed.

Send someone to summon the pilot immediately and prepare to set off.

Zhang Yong talked about another thing to Huang Zhicheng. It was about refueling in the air.

"Specialist, I haven't figured out a solution yet."

"Continue to think about it. Even if there is a little danger, it doesn't matter."

Zhang Yong did not give up.

He wanted to refuel the bomber in the air.

It is to use a container to carry gasoline over the air and install it in the cabin.

Then, pipes are continuously poured into the fuel tank in the air. The purpose is of course to increase the range.

But his thoughts were too whimsical. Huang Zhicheng was stumped. All the technicians were stumped.

Never had this happen.

There was no room for transformation at the original design of the aircraft.

The most common way to save fuel and increase the range is to reduce weight rather than refuel in the air.

The Martin-139 bomber also has no way to mount the secondary fuel tank.

At that time, there seemed to be no concept of a secondary fuel tank. It should have appeared after the end of World War II?

Busy.

Ready to set off.

Considering the return time.

At one o'clock in the morning, the Martin 139 bomber formation took off again.

east.

Go straight to the Japanese aircraft carrier formation.

【To be continued】
Chapter completed!