Spy Wars: I have space, but I choose to work alone

“Isn’t this probably the heaviest party dues in the world?”

Li Yinhe thought about the words of the mysterious special envoy who claimed to be from the Chinese Communist Party before leaving, and she felt confused.

However, as a veteran who has experienced too many temptations, Li Yinhe immediately thought of the other small gifts marked on Ma Liang's map.

"According to this person's generosity, the small gift he mentioned might not be that simple, right?"

Thinking of this, Li Yinhe immediately and decisively ordered:

"Immediately seal up everything here. Everyone should move as a squad. Even if you have to poop, you have to poop together. The first company will be responsible for guarding this place. The rest of the troops will search everywhere in company units! Report any findings immediately!"

"Yes!"

The officials immediately agreed, and no one even glanced at the gold and US dollars.

The soldiers of the company were allowed to calmly reclose the box, wrap it with waterproof cloth, and then everyone turned their backs to guard the precious funds.

As the soldiers of the Third Guard Regiment spread out, within 30 minutes, the shouts of discovering something continued.

"Report, a lot of large objects wrapped in tarpaulins were found under the cliff over there!"

"Report! A particularly large object was found on the cliff above the stream, also wrapped in a tarp!"

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Li Yinhe had seen a lot of big scenes before, so she calmly gave the order:

"Take apart a part of it and see what it is. Be very careful and don't destroy anything inside!"

Liu Peng (Minister of Military Industry of Baye Headquarters), who was not allowed to participate in the gold digging operation, was watching the excitement. He looked at the object wrapped in a tarp and found it very familiar. He couldn't help but say to Chen Zijian (Chief Engineer of a School):

"Old Chen, do these things wrapped in tarpaulins look like machine tools?"

Chen Zijian (chief engineer of a school) stroked his chin and looked again and again, also puzzled and said:

"Well, you know what, this size is really similar to the imported machine tool I used when I was in the Fengtian Arsenal!"

But soon Chen Zijian (chief engineer of a school) looked at the surrounding environment and felt that his fantasy was ridiculous. He shook his head and said:

"How is it possible? In this remote place, if it is an imported machine tool, each piece of iron weighs at least one or two tons. How could it appear here? I think it is just some boxes or cabinets or something like that."

Liu Peng (Minister of Military Industry of the Eighth Master's Headquarters) and Cheng Minglei (Director of the First Institute) all smiled at each other and said with a smile:

It must be that I and others are crazy about imported machine tools. Now everything looks like an imported machine tool.

At this time, a company commander came over from the headquarters guarding the gold place and immediately ordered his men:

"Command from the headquarters. Take apart a part of it and see what it is. Be careful. If you scratch the skin inside, I will punish you."

The soldiers immediately drew their bayonets and began to carefully and quietly unwrap the rainproof cloth wrapped around them.

Chen Zijian and others gathered aside to watch the fun. As a soldier untied a foot of rainproof cloth, the extremely familiar cold and black metal appeared in front of Chen Zijian.

"Stop it! Stop it!"

Chen Zijian suddenly shouted like a madman, then rushed to the soldiers who were standing there and drove all of them away.

Then everyone saw the famous military expert in the base area pick up a corner of the rain cloth with trembling hands and slowly lift it up as if he was lifting the veil for his new bride.

"Ah! It's really a machine tool!"

Before Chen Zijian could say anything, Liu Peng (Minister of Military Industry of the Baye Headquarters) and Cheng Minglei (Director of an Institute) who were following behind him started shouting and yelling without regard for discipline, as if pie in the sky had hit them.

"Who is violating discipline and making loud noises? Do you have any discipline at all? What if you expose your target?"

Li Yinhe was startled by the noise coming from afar and said to the commander of the Third Guard Regiment with dissatisfaction.

"I'll deal with it right away, and I won't tolerate it!"

The commander of the Third Guard Regiment also had a frosty look on his face at this time, and was already thinking about how to deal with his undisciplined soldiers.

At this time, the company commander who had just run out ran back at an inhuman speed as if his butt was on fire. Without waiting for the regiment commander to question him, he shouted with a red face:

"Lots, lots of machine tools, imported machine tools, the kind that can make guns!"

"What? A machine tool for making guns?"

"Still a lot?"

After hearing the company commander's words, the people in the regiment headquarters, who had originally had gloomy faces, immediately changed their expressions. Li Yinhe no longer cared about the huge fortune at this time.

Decisive order:

"Political commissar, instructor, please stay here. The rest of you, please come with me to see the machine tool that can make guns!"

When it came to the word "making guns", there was an obvious pause.

After saying that, Li Yinhe led her people to run over, leaving behind a group of anxious political workers who were jumping up and down anxiously.

When Li Yinhe and his men arrived, Chen Zijian and the other two had already directed the soldiers to carefully dismantle several other machine tools of different shapes.

He's shouting and yelling there at the moment!

Looking at the brand new machine tool in front of her, with the butter still on its key parts, even Li Yinhe, who is known for her sophistication, was speechless.

At this moment, he was even more excited than when he had dug up the 10 million US dollars. He reached out his hand and wanted to touch these machine tools that looked like good things.

But when he was about to touch it, he immediately withdrew his hand, nervously wiped his hand carefully on her thigh before touching it, feeling the unique cold touch of metal. At this moment, he had the urge to cry.

This army has been troubled by the shortage of guns and bullets since its establishment until now, and has to count the bullets before every battle.

Basically, after firing three shots, you have to raise your bayonet, and more often you have to use your swords and javelins to withstand the enemy's firepower and rush forward to fight the enemy to the death.

How many brave soldiers who dared to die and fight died in this tragic way of charging.

Just like the sharpshooter Wang Xikui in the movie "Bright Sword" shouted in grief and anger:

"If I had enough bullets, I could take down a hundred of them!"

However, such an elite veteran who could hit the target with every bullet and cause heavy casualties to the Japanese finally died in a bayonet duel that was least suitable for a sharpshooter.

It's because of lack of ammunition!

Therefore, no force is more eager to establish its own military industry than the Eighth Master, who is often blocked and isolated.

Compared with these machine tools that cannot be bought even with money, those gold dollars are not that important in the eyes of Li Yinhe and others at this moment.

Li Yinhe asked Liu Peng (Minister of Military Industry of the Eighth Master Headquarters) with red eyes:

"how is the situation?"

Liu Peng (Minister of Military Industry of the Baye Headquarters) patted his chest confidently and said proudly:

"So far, I have only looked at the large machine tools. We have all kinds of machine tools here, such as lathes, planers, drills, punches, cutters, and chippers. They are all the most advanced models in the United States. They are much more advanced than the large number of old machine tools in the hands of the National Army. As long as you have the blueprints, I guarantee that I can make any gun in the world."

Li Yinhe suddenly thought of something and asked tentatively:

“Are these machine tools powered by electricity or oil?”