Bourne: Command and Conquer Chapter 967

Chapter 967, Submarine?

Come to the Telecommunications Section.

Old acquaintance. No need to say hello when you come in.

I accidentally discovered that the surveillance map showed a faint yellow spot inside.

It is not a pure yellow dot. It's yellowing.

What's the meaning?

Who is he?

“Your Majesty.”

Ling Yan came out and said hello with a smile.

Zhang Yong nodded. Poke your head inside. I discovered something very unexpected.

The yellow dot on the map is actually Li Jingzhi. Because it turned yellow, the label was gone. He thought Li Jingzhi was not here just now.

Weird…

What does yellowing mean?

Are you a probationary party member? Or have you already joined the party ideologically?

If it was a purely organizational relationship, the traitor last time could not be explained. Systems may be differentiated based on beliefs.

If you have progressive ideas and meet the requirements of the party organization, the system may default to you as a red party even if you have not joined.

On the other hand, even if you are a member of the Red Party, if you rebel, your thinking will regress. It will not indicate a yellow dot.

is that so?

Zhang Yong thinks so. But there is no evidence.

He quickly calmed down. Li Jingzhi yearns for the bright side and has already joined the party ideologically, showing that there is no problem with the yellow dot.

Be calm and composed.

Found Li Jingzhi asleep.

Lie down on the table. Tilting his head. Slept so soundly.

Confuse. Look at Ling Yan.

"She didn't want to go back." Ling Yan whispered, "She tracked a mysterious radio signal, and she hasn't been able to sleep for the past few days, for fear of missing it."

“What radio signal?” Zhang Yong was curious, “Which one deserves such attention?”

“It's a very strange radio signal.” Ling Yan's face became serious, “It should be a radio model that I have never seen before.”

“Japanese?”

"unconfirmed."

“Is it a model that your telecommunications department has not registered?”

"Yes. It's not any model we are familiar with. It should be newly developed. Or brought back from Europe and the United States."

"German's?"

"unconfirmed."

"oh…"

Zhang Yong did not continue to ask.

This is a very professional question. He doesn't understand at all.

　　I thought of Natasha immediately. This hairy beauty is the real telecommunications genius.

Hmm, to say he is a genius would be a bit exaggerated. However, it can be said unabashedly that Natasha's telecommunications skills can surpass Ling Yan's by eighteen levels.

The government's telegraph communications have always been weak. The probability of being cracked by the enemy is as high as 80%.

Few people valued the confidentiality of telegrams.

Even if it is kept confidential by superiors. When you get down there, it will turn into a pile of shit.

It is now frequently decoded by the Red Party. Later, it was frequently deciphered by the Japanese invaders. There are almost no secrets.

Whether it was the Battle of Songhu or the Battle of Jinling, telegrams were often leaked. Later, we fought in Changsha, Changde, and Hengyang, but there was still little progress.

Later, Liao Yaoxiang became anxious and even used a clear code to call. It's simply life-threatening.

Although the situation is urgent. However, it also shows that Liao Yaoxiang does not care about keeping secrets. If the situation is urgent, just do it. It seems that there is more than one like him.

Thanks to Liao Yaoxiang's background, he also participated in the expeditionary force and was regarded as the most orthodox military general. The secrecy is so terrible. Not to mention others.

so…

Zhang Yong immediately thought of a very important question.

　　That is to say, you must have your own password.

If he carries his own radio, he must design his own password.

Absolutely do not use government codes.

Otherwise, it would mean that the door would always be open and the Japanese invaders would break in.

And if you want to design a new password, you must find Natasha. Only she can do this job.

Suddenly, Li Jingzhi yawned. Then he woke up in a daze.

Seeing Zhang Yong in a trance, she suddenly woke up. Stand up hastily. The eyes are still red. It was bloodshot inside.

Monitoring radio stations and deciphering codes is a very boring job.

The pain is no less than in the later life, making you watch 3000 episodes of "Foreign Wife, Local Man" without sleep...

“Go and wash your face.” Zhang Yong waved his hand.

“Yes.” Li Jingzhi hurriedly went.

Zhang Yong came to the table where Li Jingzhi was lying just now, and picked up the draft paper in front of her.

A large number of codes are densely recorded above. It should be from that mysterious radio station. However, since there is no password. Therefore, all codes are sacred books.

“This coding is very flexible.” Ling Yan explained beside her, “It changes almost every day.”

“I've met a master.” Zhang Yong nodded.

"But every morning, there is a fixed message. Not much changes."

"What's the meaning?"

"I suspect that this is the secret key. It is the first telegram every morning, which is responsible for reminding everyone which set of secret keys should be used. Then the following telegrams are sent using this set of secret keys. The receiver must Use the same secret key to decrypt."

“What's the secret key? A book? A dictionary?”

“No. Very complex. There are over twenty codes. Inferring at least six changes in between.”

“Six?”

“Not a book. Not a dictionary. It can't even be a self-created word list.”

"Yeah?"

“In fact, even deciphering the first telegram would be useless. We don't have the key.”

"oh…"

Zhang Yong frowned.

He suddenly had a bold idea.

He thought of some very terrible encryption device. The Germans' secret weapon.

Enigma machine!

An existence that cannot be deciphered at all.

Unless Turing appears in advance.

but…

This is the Far East!

How could the Germans bring the Enigma machine to the Far East?

Shaking his head…

Thinking too much.

It is impossible for the Germans to bring such a secret weapon to the Far East. unless…

Submarine?

Are there any German submarines in the nearby waters?

It seems like the German submarines have Enigma machines. If there really are German submarines near Shanghai...

It is not surprising that the telecommunications department received a sudden signal.

Furthermore, this signal should be unprecedented. It is different from all the radio stations controlled by the Telecommunications Branch.

That's a German submarine! The radio model is very special.

Before, German submarines may have never appeared in the Far East, but now they appear for the first time...

Can't help but think of the German freighters again...

The German submarines secretly came to the Far East to deal with the Germans on the freighters?

In other words, just launch a few torpedoes...

Even just one!

Just be able to sink that German freighter...

"Well…"

Suddenly feel a headache. Painful and painful.

Oops…

think too much.

Has exceeded one's IQ level.

The brain forces itself to shut down.

Forget it, it's useless to think too much.

Just continue with your own business.

When you have time, think about these messy things again...

“Send me some telegrams.”

"yes."

“The one last time.”

"yes."

Ling Yan called over the rookie operator from last time.

The radio station used was the same as last time.

"content?"

“Yoshiko Kawashima is suspected of defecting to the United States.”

"clear."

Ling Yan recorded it quickly.

Then encode according to the last codebook.

Then send.

Sent successfully.

“Come again.”

"content."

“Yoshiko Kawashima is suspected of charging US$300,000.”

"clear."

Ling Yan has finished recording.

Encoding.

send.

Zhang Yong was pacing in place.

I think I should post something else. But I didn't expect it all of a sudden.

Will these two telegrams have any effect?

Unclear. However, he did not suffer any loss anyway. At most, it is harmful to others and not beneficial to oneself.

As long as it can make Yoshiko Kawashima feel uncomfortable, it is a good thing.

In other words, spreading rumors, throwing dirty water, confusing right and wrong, and confusing right and wrong are Zhang Yong's strengths.

Yoshiko Kawashima took away three hundred thousand dollars and must spit it out.

Do you believe the Japanese invaders?

Whether he believes it or not.

What if there is any brainless person who believes it?

Ha ha!

It doesn't matter whether you kill or bury them…

Come again.

Change a radio station.

Change to another operator. Also a newbie.

Zhang Yong gave them ample opportunities to exercise.

Look at the world map.

“Zhang Yong plans to go to Guangzhou. He will leave next month.”

“Yamazaki Hideo's broken jade.”

“There is a Chinese undercover agent in Tianlong Dojo.”

“Ying Zuozhen Zhao secretly met with Zhang Yong. The situation is unknown.”

“The severe thunderstorm plan is being transported...”

Zhang Yong said whatever he thought of.

Then compile it into a telegram and send it all.

Also changed the radio station in the middle. Substitute.

It is caused by messages sent by different people.

The contents of the telegram may be true or false.

He also thought of some other telegrams. But it cannot be posted publicly.

He needs to find a radio station, encode it himself, and send it out alone.

finally…

A dozen telegrams were sent. good. What we have to do in the telecommunications department has been done. The rest is just for fun.

How many people will receive the telegram? How many can be deciphered? How many people will then react? What will be the reaction?

Looking forward to it very much…

Hope to muddy the water. Force all the big fish in deep water to come up.

Speaking of which, the Japanese spies caught recently seem to have little weight. The Buddha has never been identified. Hei Dao Longzhang was not seen either.

Now the Japanese spies seem to be aware that if they come out hastily, they will be easily caught by Zhang Yong. So, everyone hid far away.

They were hiding in the Japanese Concession, which really left Zhang Yong with nothing to do.

Although I have a false identity created by Takeuchi Yunko, it is too risky. He didn't want to do anything that risky.

We still need to find a way to force the Japanese spies out of the Japanese Concession...

Leave the telecommunications department.

“Commissioner…”

Chen Qingquan has been stuck outside for a long time.

Every time Zhang Yong comes back to the Jigexiang headquarters, he will be carried away by this Maitreya Buddha.

Even though you know that the other person is being hypocritical. Enthusiasm is all disguised. But don't hit the smiling person. Who doesn't go out with a few masks?

As long as it's not a life-or-death situation, there's no need to get into such a tense situation...

Those who can become the chief of the financial department also have connections behind them. Maybe one day we can tie up small interest groups again.

The more benefits bundled, the smaller the chance of overturning in the future.

“Brother Chen, you should call me Shaolong. Didn't you ask me to call you brother last time?”

“Don't, don't, I was confused last time, I was confused...”

“Anyway, I call you brother.”

"Don't…"

“Brother Chen, tell me, what do you want from me? Are you out of money?”

“Not really…”

"Just tell me. You have also seen Virgo's message. Since he asked me to take charge of the work, I will take charge of it. If there are any problems, I will take responsibility."

“Young dragon, I'm so ashamed…”

“You say it.”

“It's not that the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, so what…”

“Want to get more bonuses?”

“You also know that everyone used to be poor...”

“Do you have a plan?”

“There is, there is. That is…”

"show me."

"well."

Chen Qingquan hurriedly took the folder over.

Zhang Yong opened it. Above are the amounts of money distributed. The field staff who have just joined the job are preparing to issue 50 French currency...

“Five cents?”

“Do you think it's a bit much?”

“Squad leader, two yuan of French currency?”

"Too much?"

"No. You are so picky. How can you get it..."

"Hey, Shaolong, today is different from the past! In the past, you were on our side, bringing back lots of silver dollars. But now, you have gone to the Air Force, and we are having a hard time eating. Yes, I only have a little surplus food in the warehouse, and I don't dare to spend more..."

“I understand. I will handle this matter.”

　　"Okay. Okay! Don't worry, Shaolong, I will arrange for people to clean up in the fifth department at any time. When you come back at any time, there will be hot food and hot water."

Chen Qingquan suddenly became happy. Follow up and take credit.

Zhang Yong smiled. Picked up the pen and changed all the numbers above.

Mid-Autumn Festival, that is a big festival.

It often comes together with the National Day...ah, no, I got it wrong in time and space.

No matter what, don't neglect it.

Since I, Zhang Yong, am in charge of the work, I don't know anything about serious matters, so I will be responsible for distributing money.

In fact…

Change everything for me!

Legal currency, there is plenty of it. Send it quickly!

Don't use it now. When it depreciates in value later, no one will want it even if you give it away.

For those who have just joined the job, each person will receive five yuan in French currency.

For more than half a year, 10 yuan per person.

For those who are over one year old, twenty per person.

Squad leader, regardless of age, is thirty each.

Team leader level, fifty per person.

For section chiefs and above, 100 per person.

Give one too. five hundred.

Mao Renfeng is given according to the level of section chief. But add fifty more. Issue 150 French currency.

It was like telling Mao Renfeng clearly that these 50 yuan of French currency were extra arranged by me, Zhang Yong. Not much money. But you, Secretary Mao, have face!

"this…"

Chen Qingquan was a little worried.

With such a big stroke of a pen, a lot of legal currency was spent.

"What's wrong?"

"No. Shaolong. This, the total amount is a bit big..."

"many people?"

“It's a little bit more…”

“Is there a roster? Show it to me. I'll see how many people there are.”

"immediately."

Chen Qingquan immediately arranged for someone to pick up the roster.

Finally, I got five thick books. Zhang Yong was a little stunned. Has the Secret Service expanded that much?

Boss Dai won't be so anxious, right? Expanding like crazy now?

Picked up the roster and took a rough look at it, and found that he had indeed underestimated Boss Dai's ambition.

There are three groups in the Intelligence Section and 12 groups in the Operations Group. Good guy, this is a total of seven more groups! This is equivalent to an increase of several hundred people.

However, these are small heads. In addition to the operations team, there are a large number of other auxiliary departments.

Basically, if you add one combat field officer, you will need to add three more people. Or even more.

Zhang Yong vaguely remembered that when he first joined the Secret Service, the entire Secret Service had only about 1,000 people.

However, more than a year has passed and the roster has expanded to more than 5,000 people. There are also some who are not on the roster.

No wonder Chen Qingquan wanted to shout for help.

really. One yuan of legal currency per person is at least 5,000 yuan.

Other than Zhang Yong, there seems to be no one who can be so wealthy. Suddenly I feel like I have been fooled?

Could it be that Virgo asked him to take charge of the work and deliberately let himself pay?

Hey, these old guys are so cunning.

But, it doesn't matter.

Making money and making money are Zhang Yong's strengths.

He can get tens of thousands of French coins with his eyes closed. Didn't take it to heart at all.

“Don't be nervous. You don't have to pay.”

"That…"

"When the time comes, arrange for a few people to go out with me to catch Japanese spies. The benefits will be there."

"Isn't this simple? The entire secret service is on call at any time. You can send anyone."

“Where is Yang Zhi?”

“Going to Kunming. Establishing Kunming Station.”

“Go so far?”

“Virgo has a foresight!”

“That's true.”

Zhang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

If you say that Boss Dai is plotting against Zhang Yong, it probably isn't the case this time.

It is indeed Boss Dai's nationwide layout.

The former Fuxing Society Secret Service had its influence in several major cities along the coast. With Songhu and Pingjin as the core.

There are very few other sites. There are two relatively low-level sites in Hankou and Hong Kong Island. In fact, it is the nature of an office. It is completely incomparable to Shanghai Station.

Even, there is only one liaison office in Chongqing. There isn't even an office.

Now, Li Boqi has gone to Chongqing. Zhong Yang, Wu Liuqi and others also went to Changsha, Chengdu and other places to establish sites.

Yang Zhi was arranged to go to Kunming…

There are so many people on the roster, and a large part of them are actually scattered across the country.

There are twenty or thirty people here. There were twenty or thirty people there. The whole country is so big, it adds up to a lot.

“Who went to the northwest?”

“Secretary Mao went there in person.”

"oh."

Zhang Yong nodded.

It turns out to be Mao Renfeng! No wonder.

He is a confidant after all.

There will be big events at Northwest Station in the future.

However, Zhang Yong could not say anything. Not even a hint can be revealed.

In short, he remained tight-lipped about the Northwest Incident.

“Secretary Mao and Virgo are both in the northwest, so it's absolutely foolproof.” He also deliberately added.

“That's for sure.” Chen Qingquan also thinks so.

After chatting for a while, Zhang Yong left.

Go back to Section 5 next door. Get someone to find a radio station.

They were all captured previously. It doesn't matter whether anyone has used it before or whether it has been recorded.

Draft content yourself.

Code it yourself.

Send it yourself.

“Project 707 is under investigation…”

“Mustache plans to attack Poland in the near future…”

Tilted head.

What else can you edit?

What kind of information can cause chaos?

“Ling ring ring…”

Suddenly, the phone rang.

Sure enough, Chen Qingquan didn't lie. Here in Section 5, everything is the same as before.

Even the phone can be connected.

Pick up the phone.

“Commissioner...” was Yuan Zheng's voice.

“What's the matter?” Zhang Yong said casually.

Yuan Zheng is responsible for managing the Wusongkou warehouse. There shouldn't be anything big going on over there.

At this moment, no one should dare to cause trouble at Wusongkou Pier. Unless he wanted to hit Zhang Yong's gun.

"It's me! It's me…"

Paulus's voice came.

very worried about.

Obviously frightened.

Zhang Yong:? ? ?

Oh, it's you German!

What's up?

I know you are in a hurry, but don't be in a hurry yet...

not talking.

Paulus's horrified voice came from the microphone:

"Help!"

“Zhang Yong, help!”

"Help!"

【To be continued】

(End of this chapter)

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