Chapter 1284 Secret move
"Should this guy wake up?"
"The time is too short, give him some more ammonia."
Half asleep and half awake, Big Ivan heard someone talking in English, and then smelled a strong smell of urine, which made him open his eyes instantly and cough violently.
After finally catching his breath, he raised his head and looked around, and found that it was a small room without windows, and several mysterious people wearing masks were looking at him with their arms folded.
"Gentlemen, I think you are going to be disappointed. I have no money." Big Ivan said with a grimace, his hands tied behind his back twisting slightly.
Previous training told him that in this situation, time must be delayed. The longer the time is delayed, the greater the chance of escape, provided that the other party wants to know something from his mouth.
Zuo Zhong, who was hiding behind his mask, chuckled lightly. He was worthy of being the most trusted member of the Guards of the Tsar. Even though he had been away from the front line for many years, he still responded quickly, but this was meaningless.
Zuo Zhong nodded to Wu Chunyang, and Wu Chunyang immediately arranged for his men to help him loosen his muscles and bones. His fists hit Big Ivan's ribs, causing him to scream in pain.
"Pietro! Stop fighting. What do you want to know?"
Big Iwan's tone was filled with sadness and anger. How could there be such an interrogation? He started beating people without asking anything. He had to be given a chance to speak.
Zuo Zhong walked around him twice, then stopped and asked a question: "Are you Polish? And you are also a Red Russian intelligence agent?"
Pietro is a scornful term used by Polish nobles for serfs. The meaning is not very elegant. Wu Chunyang gave Big Ivan two punches. Some words are not easy to say carelessly.
This means that Gui Youguang is not here, otherwise the big bald head will take the smelly socks
"%&%&%"
Big Ivan was in pain and angry. He didn't dare to scold Zuo Zhong anymore, so he had to greet some important people in Mosk, using very impolite words. After scolding him, he took the initiative to identify himself.
"I am a Russian and I served in the Tsarist Guards. If you are Germans, please feel free to kill me. I don't know any secrets."
After saying that, he directly shut his mouth and showed an attitude of refusing to cooperate. It was simply the greatest insult to say that a White Russian remnant was a Polish and a Red Russian.
Red Russians have faith, but White Russians don't have faith. Ivan the Great is determined to prove his loyalty with death. If he were Japanese, he would shout "His Majesty the Tsar on board".
"Haha, Mr. Ivan, it's just a joke, don't worry." Zuo Zhong advised: "I know your identity very well and understand your concerns, but we are not Germans. It can even be said that we have nothing to do with Germany. There are also conflicts between people.”
Big Iwan didn't say anything. Zuo Zhong didn't feel anxious when he saw this. He walked slowly to the stool and sat down, saying something casually.
"Mr. Ivan, can you answer me a question? I'm curious as to why you pay attention to that British guest. His performance is impeccable, isn't it?"
When he mentioned the words "British guest", Zuo Zhong emphasized his tone. Big Ivan's heart was moved, but he continued to remain silent until a few minutes later, he sighed and replied quietly.
"If you spend hundreds of days with the Germans in trenches tens of meters apart, you can accurately distinguish them from the crowd, so what are you going to do, am I going to die?"
Zuo Zhong and Wu Chunyang looked at each other, nodded imperceptibly, and then Wu Chunyang came forward to end the conversation.
"We can let you go, but you must keep the secret and cooperate with us. As I said before, we also have a small misunderstanding with the Germans. Deal?"
After pondering for a while, Big Ivan replied: "Of course, as long as I can teach the Germans a lesson, I am willing to cooperate with you."
He no longer doubted the authenticity of the other party's words, because the masked man could kill him at any time, so there was no need to lie.
"Good, now close your eyes."
Wu Chunyang spoke again and covered Big Ivan's head with a black cloth. Several spies took the opportunity to step forward and untie the handcuffs and shackles, and helped him out.
When the light returned to Big Ivan's eyes, he was already standing at a remote intersection in Melbourne's urban area. Before he could speak, the car that drove him accelerated and turned into a side road.
Holding the black cloth in his hand, Big Ivan was full of doubts. Who was the other party and how could he help him?
At this time, Wu Chunyang in the car asked Zuo Zhong a question: "Vice-seat passenger, would it be too risky to let him go? I still believe that only the dead can keep secrets."
Zuo Zhong looked at the night sky outside the window, with some deep meaning in his tone: "Chunyang, don't you think this era needs some idealists? Besides, in addition to New Zealand students, we also need external intelligence personnel. This pair of He is a test."
Wu Chunyang thought for a while and agreed. It will be a long time before students enter the industry, and water from afar cannot quench their thirst. Veterans like Da Yiwan are indeed very suitable to recruit into the army.
"Okay, let's get back to business. The Germans should take action soon. My opinion is to arrest people but not kill them."
Zuo Zhong's voice sounded in the car. Wu Chunyang was shocked by these words. He quickly braked lightly to reduce the speed of the car and asked Zuo Zhong the reason.
When we were in New Zealand, everyone had a discussion about passive defense or active attack. The result was to walk on two legs and look for opportunities to launch a thunderous blow against Japanese and German agents. Why did the deputy change his mind?
Wu Chunyang felt that this might be an order from the top, just like they spared the Jews, the country could not have another enemy.
Moreover, if there is a lot of German-made equipment in the army, although the Republic of China and Germany have severed diplomatic relations, the subsequent maintenance, repair, and upgrade of these equipment still require German help. This is an objective fact.
But the answer Zuo Zhong gave was different: "Chunyang, you said that even if the Germans and Japanese fail this time, there will be another time. They will not give up until they achieve their goals."
"Yes, eliminating Japanese and German intelligence personnel can only cure the symptoms, not the root cause." Wu Chunyang reiterated his point of view.
Zuo Zhong stretched his body and said with a smile: "So, sometimes just killing people can't solve the problem, dialogue can. Of course, we must have enough chips before that.
Besides, the Germans are Germans and the Japanese are Japanese. We have to divide the problem into two. Sanctions and dialogue are not contradictory. Only when the opponent is beaten to pain will they sit down at the negotiation table, otherwise the pharmaceutical company will never have peace. "
Wu Chunyang seemed to understand, and immediately sped up and drove away. The car sped through the streets of Melbourne late at night, leaving Big Ivan far behind.
Two more days later, a truck drove out of the Hof Glass Factory. Big Ivan made a little joke with the driver and raised the wooden railing to let the truck pass. A few minutes later, he picked up the phone and dialed a number.
"The cargo has been dispatched."
"Well done, keep watching, your reward is in the mailbox."
The person on the other end said something and then hung up the phone. Big Ivan felt that this kind of life seemed pretty good, as he could not only target the Germans, but also make some money.
Two hours later, the truck that left the Hof Glass Factory appeared at the Penicillin Pharmaceutical Factory. The driver stuck his head out of the window and shouted to open the door, and honked the horn with his right hand.
Amid the whistle and the driver's urging, Gu Qi walked out of the concierge, surrounded the truck with five or six guards, and looked back and forth several times.
The vehicle is from a glass factory. The license plate and every detail are exactly the same. The bump marks on the front of the car, the dents on the wheel hubs, and even the wear and tear on the paint are all exactly the same.
This is a trick to identify the authenticity of a vehicle. The license plate can be forged, but these details are difficult to imitate, but the driver is a stranger.
"You are not the driver who made the last delivery." Gu Qi looked up at the cab, his tone was neither gentle nor serious, and he put his right hand on his waist.
The driver shrugged and said nonchalantly: "My cousin is feeling a little unwell, so please ask me to deliver the goods. Please don't tell Mr. Hof, otherwise he will lose his job. He also has a son, daughter and wife to support. "
Gu Qi winked at the little agent, and immediately some people lay down on the ground to look under the car, while others jumped into the car with crowbars and checked the goods in the wooden boxes one by one.
The boxes were opened one by one, and inside were all brown medicine bottles, which were necessary storage tools for light-proof medicines. The pharmaceutical factory had to purchase a batch every few days.
After checking for a long time without finding any problems, Gu Qi ordered the door to be opened. The driver stepped on the accelerator, and the truck rumbled into the gate.
A small agent approached Gu Qi and asked in a low voice: "Everything is normal with the truck. Do you need to ask the glass factory to confirm what the driver said?"
"No, tell the brothers to stay vigilant and wait for new orders." Gu Qi waved his hand and the old **** said calmly.
Regardless of whether the driver is a human or a ghost, they cannot move. If they move, the Germans will know that they have been exposed.
Zuo Zhong and Wu Chunyang watched this scene from the commanding heights of the pharmaceutical factory. Wu Chunyang couldn't figure it out. He originally thought that the Germans would use the opportunity of transporting medicine bottles to sneak into the pharmaceutical factory, otherwise Mu He would not have to pretend to be a British businessman and go to the glass factory.
Compared with direct infiltration, this indirect infiltration is less difficult and safer. Operators only need to hide in the car, find a place to jump out of the car, and wait until dark before looking for an opportunity to act.
The driver who was suddenly replaced also confirmed Wu Chunyang's guess, but no German agents were found in the truck, and a driver alone could not complete the task of stealing the drug formula. What on earth were the Germans planning?
"Be patient, this is just fire reconnaissance." Zuo Zhong promptly answered Wu Chunyang's questions.
Wu Chunyang nodded in agreement, but he was still a little worried. Today they checked the bottom of the car and even the cargo boxes in the car were checked. If there was no opportunity to take advantage of it, would the Germans abandon the glass factory line?
Zuo Zhong saw his worries and smiled without saying anything more. The Germans would definitely not give up. Even Mu He had already taken action, but it was just more subtle.
People always choose the direction they are good at to solve problems. What are Germans good at? Zuo Zhong narrowed his eyes and probably guessed Mu He's trump card.
The two stopped talking and continued to monitor the truck and driver from a distance. Soon after the goods were unloaded, the truck drove out of the pharmaceutical factory and headed towards the glass factory. During this period, the driver did not leave the vehicle for even half a step, nor did he look around.
"Chunyang, go and deliver a message to Fat Hu and ask him to..."
Zuo Zhong called Wu Chunyang to his side and explained a few words in a low voice. After listening, Wu Chunyang quickly walked towards the door of the pharmaceutical factory.
Besides, after the glass factory truck drove a few kilometers, the driver looked behind him through the rearview mirror. When he saw that no one was following him, he turned the steering wheel and drove into a small road with trees on both sides.
The autumn wind was blowing, and two people were whispering in the rustling woods. It sounded like the driver and Muhe.
“How does that thing perform?”
"It's great. The guards at the pharmaceutical factory have no suspicion at all."
"Very well, ready for action."
"Sir, but I still think that the right thing to do is bribe or instigate the pharmaceutical factory workers."
"No, the intelligence from the surveillance point proves that the pharmaceutical factory is well-defended and it is difficult to break through from the outside. That thing is the only chance. Our first task is to send people into the pharmaceutical factory and execute the order. Long live the head of state."
"Long live the Yuan Dynasty!"
After a while, the truck drove off the alley and returned to the glass factory, but the driver was a different person. He touched the thick stack of banknotes in his pocket, and this person smiled.
(I am traveling abroad today, so I pointed out some typos and will correct them when I have time)
