The plane landed at Shanghai Longhua Airport smoothly.

Yang Lichu has been waiting here for a long time.

Next to Yang Lichu, Shen Ming followed. She followed like a little tail.

However, she was very beautiful. It was impossible to ignore her existence. After surviving the disaster, she seemed to be very strongly seeking her own safety.

Alas, she is indeed a poor little girl!

At the same time, a little further away, there are Chen Hai and others. This group of bald men in Chinese tunic suits is very eye-catching and gives people a very strong sense of security.

I have my own team after landing. It is not controlled by the Fuxing Society Secret Service. It feels good.

This is Zhang Yong's own team! Most of them are loyal.

I can't guarantee that everyone is 100% loyal. But at least no one will easily plot against me.

that's enough.

After all, without modifiers, everyone's loyalty cannot be locked...

"You came at the right time."

"Is there something wrong with your air force again?"

"Look at the military uniform you're wearing. Aren't you from the Air Force?"

"Well……"

Zhang Yong was suddenly speechless.

He was indeed wearing the uniform of an Air Force major.

After I came out of the Presidential Palace, I didn't bother to change. I thought this outfit looked good.

In fact, the design of the military uniforms of the national army is still good. The style is not bad either. The key is the workmanship. The quality is different, and the image is naturally different.

If you look at the uniforms of several main force German armorers, they use relatively good fabrics and are of good workmanship. Therefore, the officers and soldiers are particularly energetic when wearing them. On the contrary, the quality of the uniforms of other troops is uneven. When worn, Loose and loose, ruining the image.

Among all the military services, the uniforms of the Air Force are undoubtedly of the best quality. Even if Zhang Yong's appearance is only 80, after putting it on, he will be 90. No, he himself is reluctant to take it off. But he is about to go on a mission , we can no longer wear the Air Force uniform.

"Is something wrong?"

"Guest list."

"Ready to come?"

"about there."

"good."

Zhang Yong nodded.

The so-called guest list is actually from Hangzhou Jianqiao Airport.

Chennault will eventually be responsible for training pilots at Jianqiao Airport. At that time, he may entertain some local celebrities.

Zhang Yong's task is to identify these local celebrities.

However, Zhang Yong captured a lot of spies there, and it is estimated that there are not many left.

Among those famous people with surnames, they may still be spies. There should be no more. But whether there are traitors or not, it’s hard to say.

"About what time?"

"Didn't say."

"Then I'll talk about it after I finish my personal matters."

"Can."

"Well."

Zhang Yong thought about it. In a few days, he should be able to handle the "private affairs" at Wusongkou Pier.

After handling personal matters, come back and do business. It’s just right.

"You want to go to the dock?"

"how do you know?"

"Who doesn't have some personal business these days?"

"you also have?"

"I didn't. But I heard about it. You should be careful."

"Know."

"Catching Japanese spies is a business matter. But going to the dock is to destroy other people's jobs. Others have to fight hard."

"Thanks for reminding."

Zhang Yong knows this well. Therefore, bring more people and more guns. Call for reinforcements at any time.

Where did the reinforcements come from? Of course it was the Songhu Security Headquarters. With a phone call from Zhou Yang, a security battalion was immediately summoned, fully armed.

What's the reason?

Simple. Secret investigation. Special tasks.

He still holds the title of secret investigation team. Although the secret investigation has never been effective.

That's not right. Ten very useful drawings have just been handed in. Therefore, his secret investigation team has never been cancelled. The level has even been raised. The Attendant's Office is under direct command. He can have a phone call with the Deputy Director of the Attendant's Office (Standing) at any time.

.

In terms of rank alone, Director Lin is higher than Boss Dai. I wonder what Boss Dai thinks when he comes back from Guangzhou?

However, Zhang Yong's development path has always been leaning towards the Air Force. He has no direct conflict with Boss Dai. Zhang Yong himself will not seek higher power within the Secret Service. As the team leader, he is the leader. He will deal with it later.

The matter is probably related to the Air Force. The two sides should be able to coexist peacefully.

Lead the team and set off.

When it comes to bringing more people and more guns, that is absolutely true.

People, bring them all.

Submachine guns, bring them all.

Hand grenades, hand grenades, bring them all.

Bring your rifle and scope, all with you.

By the way, there are also light machine guns...

In short, as long as you can bring it, bring it all. This is a private matter. You must go all out.

You can be lazy and shrink in public matters, but not in private matters.

Just like the ginseng fruit tree in Zhen Yuanzi, whoever provokes it will be destroyed.

But, rush directly to the dock?

of course not.

There are also bad rules for doing bad things.

Didn't you seize the dock warehouse?

Ha ha!

I treat others in their own way.

Set up a checkpoint directly at the exit of the pier, only thirty meters away. Everyone faces each other directly. The bayonet is put on your neck.

With an order, the checkpoint was set up. Wooden piles, deer posts, and sentry boxes were all there.

Several agents were wearing Chinese tunic suits, with rifles hanging from their waists, standing solemnly. The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Just in time, a truck came out of the dock and was stopped.

The driver looked at the people outside in confusion. He didn't know what to say.

Zhang Yong came forward unsteadily.

The driver got out of the car.

Zhang Yong waved his hand. Someone immediately climbed into the car and checked. They were all cigarettes. One box after another, they were all imported cigarettes. There were both Hardman and Lao Dao.

"Sir..." the driver said cautiously.

"Who is the inspection captain?" Zhang Yong asked, "Bring me a note."

"Sir..." The driver's face turned bitter.

How could there be a note about this kind of thing? It’s absolutely impossible if it’s written in black and white!

They are all things that can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words. They are all unspoken rules.

"Go back to the inspection team leader and ask him to release the release slip for you." Zhang Yong said earnestly, "I will release you immediately after I get the release slip."

"But, sir..." The driver was in a dilemma.
To be continued...