Bright Sword: Follow Kong's fun and build the strongest military industry

At this point, he thought about it carefully, and then said cruelly: "Brother Gu, how about this, you just need to give me ten dollars. I developed the photos at home, and the negatives are also at home."

"Anyway, this is just a pleasant surprise. It's fine as long as I earn some hard-earned money. As for the rest, as long as it makes the Japanese unhappy, I'll be happy."

Editor Gu said hesitantly, "This is too much of a loss for you. How about this? You don't have to pay me back for the money you owed me. I want to keep the Japanese in depression and never find this mysterious army."

After hearing this, reporter Xie was also very happy, as it finally put an end to a worry for him.

"By the way, Brother Gu, take a look at this photo. I personally saw the leader of that mysterious force insert this photo into the corpse of the Japanese soldier. I think it must have a special meaning."

When Editor-in-Chief Gu saw the picture of Xing Tian roaring, he finally understood the origin of the photo that their reporter had taken in the chaos.

"You can keep this one. It won't reveal any information anyway. Give me one as a souvenir."

After saying this, he followed reporter Xie back to his residence and personally watched as all the developed photos and negatives were burned before he felt relieved.

This kind of deadly thing will only bring disaster if kept, so it is best to burn it all and be done with it once and for all.

Once the Japanese Special High Police Department discovered any clues, the two of them were not tough guys and would probably not be able to withstand the enemy's torture. If they handed over the negatives, they would become sinners of the nation and would be nailed to the pillar of shame and cursed by future generations.

Editor-in-Chief Gu and Reporter Xie are not good people. They even have bad morals. In order to get money, they often take gossip photos of rich people or write articles against their will.

However, faced with such a major issue, they both chose to give up huge amounts of money and keep the secret to the death.

At this point they should be considered upright Chinese people. Although no one except the two of them knew about their actions, at least they could have a clear conscience for the rest of their lives, and that was enough.

After doing all this, the two of them acted as if nothing had happened and continued to eat and drink, keeping the secret between them deep in their hearts. Today's events elevated their spirits, which was something that no amount of money could buy.

From now on, the two of them are no longer people with low tastes. Their souls are extremely noble, enough to look down on all their peers.

Kong Hao, on the other hand, came to the secret base of our intelligence personnel and explained some things:

"Comrade Mashe, these are the supplies we brought back from abroad. We hope to transport them back to the base through our secret transportation line."

"Comrade Caishen, this is a good thing. It is also one of the main tasks of our intelligence personnel. At the same time, we have connections with the puppet army, which makes it much easier to transport supplies."

"But the Japanese have been checking more strictly recently. If it's weapons, ammunition or medicine, it will probably be difficult to transport out."

Upon hearing that there was a large amount of supplies, Mashe was very happy. The conditions at the base were too difficult and there was a lack of everything. Even if they could get a few pieces of cloth back, at least they could make some new uniforms for the soldiers.

Of course, our comrades engaged in intelligence work generally use their positions to collect various scarce supplies for our troops.

For example, nurses in hospitals often get some needles, syringes, bandages and a small amount of medicine, while teachers can get some books, pens and paper.

Even some of those who had infiltrated the puppet army would occasionally get some bullets or grenades, which would then be gathered together and brought to the base by the comrades in charge of transportation.

In short, everyone is trying to make their own contributions and doing their best to improve the overall strength of the troops. Everyone is a hero.

"Comrade Mashe, these are just some machinery and equipment that were shipped back from abroad. They are what our arsenal urgently needs."

"I will find a way to transport the things out of the city. You will then lead the transport team to carry out scattered transportation. Make sure to send these things back safely."

Kong Hao thought about it and decided to use a conservative method of transportation for the first time. The Japanese in the city were currently looking for them frantically, so there was no need to put these precious supplies in danger.

Once captured by the Japanese and used for their military production, it would be a big trouble.

Next, the two discussed the size of the transport team and agreed on the time for the handover of supplies tomorrow.

Kong Hao asked the people from Sihai Tower to find more than fifty horse-drawn carriages, load them with some worthless grain and cloth, and then march through the city gate in a swaggering manner.

Tianjin is a large port city with many concessions, which means that a large amount of goods come in and out every day. The Japanese do not currently have the strength to turn against the Niu Niu Country and the Eagle Country. Basically, as long as there are formal procedures, they will be released. This is also the favorite mode of transportation for our intelligence personnel.

We obtained relevant certification documents through the staff of foreign banks in various countries, shipped them out together with the banks' goods, and then found a way to transport them back to the base.

After arriving at the destination, Kong Hao asked people to put the carriage aside first, then used the space to replace all the relevant supplies, and handed the supplies to the person in charge of transportation on our side, and also gave a lot of precautions.

This transportation line has been opened, and we have troops along the way to provide support, so there are basically no major problems with security.

Especially for the escort personnel this time, Kong Hao also thoughtfully provided fifty PPSh submachine guns, one hundred Mauser pistols and a large number of bullets. Under such powerful firepower, ordinary bandits are no match for us at all.

After doing all this, he specially went back to Zhou Baoguo's hiding place, took a photo without any markings, and gave him a few special instructions. After all, every little bit counts, and one hundred thousand dollars is a small amount of money, which can be used to fund our intelligence personnel.

After receiving the photo, Mr. Cui Si immediately set off for the Li family headquarters. This was a very impressive event, and it was also a time for Dafengtang to truly demonstrate its strength to the world.

At this time at the Li family headquarters, the person in charge of the Li family was discussing with Mr. Li about who exactly rescued Zhou Baoguo on the street.

"Tie Niu, how are you doing with that matter?"

The eldest son of the Li family is a gentle-looking man who wears gold-rimmed glasses. He is also a top student at a foreign university and is proficient in three languages. He is known as the most handsome man in Tianjin.

It’s a pity that his nickname is Tieniu, Li Tieniu, which sounds like a reckless man.

However, as Young Master Li took over the family business and expanded it, few people called him "Iron Ox" anymore, not even his uncles. But what everyone feared was the power in his hands.

This is the change brought about by power and status. All his elders have to follow Young Master Li to make money, and they certainly dare not make the God of Wealth unhappy, except for his father.

It is natural for parents to call their sons by their nicknames. Young Master Li could only helplessly remind them:

"Father, I have grown up and now I am in charge of thousands of people. Can you please give me some face and stop calling me by my nickname from now on?"

"Okay, Tieniu, Dad got it. Be careful next time."