Chapter 98: Arms
Pan Yugui never dreamed that while he was sleeping soundly with his concubine, suddenly, a vicious man in a blue Zhongshan suit rushed into his room.
There are soldiers guarding outside.
I had no idea about it.
Zhou Xiaoshan waved his hand and several people pulled his concubine out.
"Fight, fight, fight, and rob."
Pan Yugui, this bastard, was dumbfounded. He robbed the head of the political training department of the 29th Army. Does this bandit know who he is? His father and Song Zheyuan's father are old friends. Song Zheyuan's father was just an aide to his father back then.
I have to say, this bastard has excellent psychological quality.
"You guys are probably bandits."
Of course the traitor recognized the clothes of the Blue Shirts Society. These clothes were somewhat different from those worn by the Blue Shirts Society spies in Peking.
I don’t know which great god he is.
"Less, less, less, less nonsense. Do you want money or do you want my life? Choose for yourself."
Zhou Xiaoshan's pretended stuttering expression did not scare the traitor, but instead frightened Zhao Zhuzi, who was dragging the traitor's concubine wrapped in a quilt, so much that he almost staggered.
The brothers who followed him had funny expressions on their faces and it was very hard for them to endure it.
"Are you Boss Dai's men? Brother, I have some friendship with Boss Dai and Boss Xu. Don't hurt our own people by mistake."
"Gold, gold, silver dollars, all, all, hand them over, and I will spare your life."
"Brother, I admit defeat today. You guys are really brave to come here to rob. You robbed the officers of the 29th Army. I don't even know who lives next to the yard. When the gunshots were heard, weren't you afraid that you couldn't leave?"
Zhou Xiaoshan felt sick if he said any more words to this bastard.
Just let a few people from Xiaojiange go up and spank him with a smelly sock.
This disgusting traitor rolled his eyes.
He didn't even have a chance to retch, his eyes widened and bloodshot.
The dagger scratched his thigh and blood flowed down. Seeing Zhou Xiaoshan counting three and six, the traitor finally panicked.
Damn it, who on earth is this person who always stabs and pierces people.
Could it be that Dai Li has found his enemy?
He himself was frightened by his own thoughts.
He quickly pulled them to his other room, and was shocked again on the way. He found that his housekeeper was dead in the main room.
Several soldiers were dragging the bodies from the yard outside and gathering near the garden.
Nowadays, rich people like to build a secret room.
The switch to this guy's secret room is actually in the garden.
To turn a millstone.
The secret room is in the basement of the house. Even if Feng Mingliang and Zhou Xiaoshan were asked to look for it, they would not be able to find the mechanism to open the secret room.
Great space, great basement.
Several soldiers holding guns and picking up the flashlights from the traitor's house cleared the way ahead.
Get rich.
Zhou Xiaoshan couldn't help but feel secretly delighted when he saw the traitor's wealth and property waving at him. He gestured to a few soldiers who followed him to go in and scout the way first.
But when Zhou Xiaoshan arrived at the secret room, turned on the light, and cursed inwardly, "What bad luck!"
This bastard actually likes to collect antiques.
There are several shelves in the secret room, all filled with priceless calligraphy and paintings, vases, and antiques.
It is estimated that the gold and silver dollars are worth at most 70,000 or 80,000 yuan.
There is also a deposit certificate for 300,000 yen from a Japanese bank, and it’s in your name.
"Is that all the cash you have?"
Zhou Xiaoshan looked at the pile of antique calligraphy and paintings in the secret room, and was afraid that they were worth millions of dollars in this era, and he became furious.
He kicked the dead traitor.
"are you idiot!"
"I wonder if there is any financial common sense in buying antiques in prosperous times and gold in troubled times?"
"What, what kind of hobby is this?"
"Born in troubled times, you are still wasting your time on material things, and you don't even know how to buy some gold and pile up weapons at home! "
When they got to the basement, Zhou Xiaoshan rarely stopped pretending to stutter. The ferocious look in his eyes scared the traitor so much that he trembled all over.
I couldn't even feel the pain of being kicked.
Stopping pretending means his death is approaching.
Pan Yugui became anxious and gestured desperately with his hands, pointing at the deposit certificate in his hand, indicating that he could go and withdraw the money, hoping to spare his life.
Bullshit, I’m not stupid. I’ll go to a Japanese bank with you to withdraw money.
After understanding what was going on, Zhou Xiaoshan shot him cleanly with a silencer pistol without saying a word, and told the guys to move their things.
They retreated quickly, not only killing everyone in his family, but also his adjutant and servants. They cleaned up the blood in the yard, dragged all the bodies into the secret room, and locked it. These bastards covered it with dirt to prevent the stench from spreading.
Song Zheyuan was a family friend of this traitor and valued this lackey very much. A brigade commander of the 29th Army lived next door to him.
After all, the later this kind of thing is discovered, the better. This guy's secret room is really hard to find if he doesn't bring the door open.
Except for a few people who were staring at the next yard and alley, the thirty or so people from the special forces battalion turned into bandits. Each of them carried a large bag of things and then delivered them to the car at the corner of the street.
Even Zhou Xiaoshan carried a box.
He found a lot of military information and some Japanese letters in this guy's study.
It's true. He brought everything home and treated the 29th Army as his own territory.
He planned to take it to the special forces camp and ask two students who had joined the army to help translate.
One of them, Wang Zhaokai, wrote on the registration form that he was proficient in Japanese and Japanese language.
As an exiled student, he couldn’t be a relative of Wang Zhaoming.
The truck of the special forces battalion was stationed in a rented house in the city. The whole car was full of stuff and wrapped in cloth. It had to be driven out of the city early and another car would come in.
Zhou Xiaoshan was afraid that Zheng Chunhua would find out that he had gone to work in the middle of the night, so he ignored his fear of heights and climbed over the wall with his men out of the city at night.
The next morning , Zhou Xiaoshan was still sleeping, and Zhang Zhenhe had already driven out in a truck.
Chen Haoran drove the family car and brought his father to visit the special forces camp.
Zhou Xiaoshan hasn't gotten up yet.
"Hello, Brother Shan."
Chen Haoran is a natural socialite and is very friendly with friends of the same age.
"Hello Uncle Chen, good morning Haoran."
"Xiao Shan, there was something I forgot to tell you last night. I only remembered it this morning and was afraid I would be late."
After Zhou Xiaoshan politely saluted, he invited the father and son to the rented courtyard for tea.
"It's like this. I have a friend who is a comprador for a Swedish company. He has a batch of German arms. But their company wants to withdraw its office in the Far East, so they are selling them at a low price. Many merchants want to buy them, and the quantity is relatively large. This matter is urgent. I'm afraid that the price of this batch of arms is low and someone else will grab it first. If you like it, I will buy it and give it to Commander Feng!"
"Can I go take a look?"
"certainly!"
When they heard about arms, not only Zhou Xiaoshan's eyes lit up, but also Zheng Chunhua and Chang Desheng's eyes lit up.
Even if you don't buy it, it's good to go and have a look, it can broaden your horizons.
What’s more, the 66th Division was extremely short of equipment.
Chen Jingfang even wanted to give it as a gift.
Zhou Xiaoshan got into the car driven by Chen Haoran, followed by two trucks from the special forces battalion. A group of people marched towards the foreign company near Dongjiaomin Lane.
Gao Fengxiang and Chen Jingfang spent the whole night discussing why they had accepted someone else's glassware for no reason.
After confirming the shipment early in the morning, the couple decided to go and send the gifts.
