Spy Wars: Get the Predator equipment at the beginning

He took Chen Yucai and his party to the warehouse to inspect the goods. There was indeed a lot of equipment for a battalion, but the inspection only required random unpacking inspection. There was no need to unpack all the boxes. He only needed to take the cargo list and count the number of pieces of goods.

Because of the previous cooperative relationship, both parties trusted each other. The goods from Zhang Yunhe were not only of high quality and in the correct quantity, but also came with more than a dozen Type 38 rifles and more than 30 Type 14 Nambu pistols and bullets. Chen Yucai was very satisfied with the transaction and readily took out a Citibank check and handed it to Zhang Yunhe.

"Mr. Zhang, please check if the amount of the payment is correct!"

Zhang Yunhe took the check, glanced at it, and said with a smile, "Don't you think I still don't trust Mr. Chen? We are old friends!"

Then he pulled Chen Yucai aside and whispered, "I'll let Mr. Chen know when I have more next time! Also, I wonder if Mr. Chen knows about sulfa drugs?"

Chen Yucai's eyes lit up, and he asked in surprise, "Mr. Zhang, can you get this stuff? I heard that this medicine is very effective in treating wound infections and inflammations. It was only put into large-scale production in the West this year, but it's currently difficult to get here!"

Zhang Yunhe whispered, "I've received some information about the source of goods. I'll see if I can get some, but I can't guarantee it, and I'm not sure when. If I do get it, I'll call you and we can discuss the price then. How about that?"

Chen Yucai solemnly shook hands with Zhang Yunhe. "Mr. Zhang, it's a deal! We also need a large amount of weapons and ammunition. If you can get them, the more the better. I'll take care of it all. Price is not an issue!"

"Okay, I got it. Bye!"

After leaving Dafeng Warehouse, Zhang Yunhe paid the bodyguards, coachmen and laborers who carried the goods their wages on the spot and dismissed them.

It was already past nine o'clock in the evening when he returned to his apartment in the French Concession.

"Honey, you're back!" Liu Huilan was ironing clothes in the house when she heard someone outside opening the door with a key. She turned around and saw that it was Zhang Yunhe pushing the door in. She quickly put down the work in her hands and came to greet him. She used a feather duster to brush off the dust on him, and took off his coat and hung it on the hanger by the door.

"How's your day going?"

Zhang Yunhe said as he changed his shoes, "It went pretty smoothly. Oh, I'm so hungry. Hurry up and heat up the food for me! By the way, have you eaten yet?"

"Not yet. The meal will be ready in the evening, but I'm not too hungry, so I thought I'd wait for you to come back and eat together. Go wash your hands and rest for a while. I'll go heat up the meal and we can eat."

As far as I can remember, the couple didn’t have many dinners together, and even fewer had such heartwarming scenes.

After dinner, Liu Huilan changed the dressing on Zhang Yunhe's injured area. After removing the gauze, she found that the injured skin all over his body had begun to scab.

She was quite surprised: "It's only been two days, and the scab has healed so quickly, without even a hint of inflammation. Your body's ability to recover is truly amazing!"

"That's right. From childhood to adulthood, whenever I get injured, I recover in two days. Most people can't compare to me!" Zhang Yunhe was actually quite surprised. He knew that it would be impossible for most people to recover to this extent in just two days from this kind of injury. It must be that his physical fitness has changed.

"I think after this dressing change, there's no need to change it again. Let's open it again tomorrow and see. If it gets better further, let the scab fall off on its own!" Liu Huilan said as she applied medicine to Zhang Yunhe.

After changing the medicine, Liu Huilan brought some hot water for Zhang Yunhe to wash his feet. As they washed, the atmosphere between the two began to ripple again.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Liu Huilan said coquettishly while wiping his feet with a dry towel.

Zhang Yunhe asked, "Didn't you say you wanted to have more children? Go wash up quickly, I'll wait for you!"

"Why are you so impatient? Just wait!" Liu Huilan walked away with the foot washing water with a red face.

The next morning, Zhang Yunhe got up and went to the roof of the apartment building to exercise. He did not do any strenuous exercise, mainly because the skin injuries on his body had not yet healed and he should not sweat a lot.

After the exercise, I went to buy breakfast such as fried dough sticks, tofu pudding, and buns. When I bought breakfast, Liu Huilan had not gotten up yet. She was tired from last night.

"Wife, I brought you breakfast. Get up early and eat it. I'm going to the foreign bank first!" Zhang Yunhe patted his wife's lazy face.

Liu Huilan hugged his neck and kissed him again, then said dazedly, "Okay, I understand. Will you come back for lunch?"

"I might not be back at noon, so eat by yourself!"

After leaving home, Zhang Yunhe hailed a rickshaw on the street. He got in and said to the rickshaw driver, "Go to Parker Road!"

"Okay, sir, please sit tight!" The rickshaw driver said, then lifted the handlebars and pulled the rickshaw along the street.

Early in the morning, there was noise and clamor everywhere. The war had caused an abnormal prosperity in the concession.

Zhang Yunhe soon arrived at Parker Road by rickshaw.

"Sir, we've arrived at Park Road. Where are you going?" the driver asked as he turned around while running.

Zhang Yunhe said, "Just pull towards Suzhou Creek. I'll tell you to stop when we get there!"

The driver said nothing more and continued to pull the cart forward.

After a while, Zhang Yunhe, who was sitting in the rickshaw, saw a shop with a signboard of "Xingxing Foreign Goods Company" hanging on the lintel of the door, and a sign next to the door that read "New Goods Arrived".

Zhang Yunhe's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes fixed. He thought to himself, it seems that the Blue Shirts Society has verified the three plans implemented by the Special High Technology Bureau, and there should be results!

He remained calm and waited for the rickshaw driver to drive a little further before he stopped the rickshaw, got off the rickshaw and paid the fare.

After the rickshaw left, he took out a pen and paper from his briefcase and wrote a sentence on a piece of paper.

In front of the Xingxing Matches Company, several beggars were sitting on the ground, begging passers-by with porcelain bowls.

"Sir, I've been hungry for a few days. Give me some money to buy two steamed buns!"

"Please, ma'am, give me some money!"

Suddenly, with a "ding" sound, a large piece of ocean fell to the ground and rolled towards the low-lying area.

The three beggars' eyes widened immediately, and they all dropped their bowls and rushed towards the dollar.

A thin and nimble little beggar grabbed the silver dollar first, and another beggar immediately shouted, "This is a reward from that gentleman, give it back to me!"

"Bullshit, it's clearly a reward for me, give it to me!"

The two strong beggars immediately snatched the money from the thin beggar, and the three of them started to fight while shouting and cursing at each other.

This situation quickly attracted the attention of pedestrians on the street and shop owners and employees on both sides, and they all came over to watch the fun.

"What's going on? What happened?" Ma Dazhi, the owner of Xingxing Foreign Goods Store, hurried out of the store when he heard the sound of quarreling and fighting.

At this time, a group of people had gathered on the street to watch the fun. Ma Dazhi walked over and asked, and found out that the three beggars were fighting over a dollar that was given as a reward by a passerby.

After the three beggars decided the winner, the crowd had no more fun to watch and dispersed.

"News, news! After capturing Jiuzi, the Japanese army is gathering heavy troops, preparing to cross the river and march north, heading straight for Heshi!"

Ma Dazhi heard the newsboy's cry and immediately waved and shouted, "Boy, give me a newspaper!"

Seeing this, the newsboy immediately ran over and handed over a newspaper.

Ma Dazhi reached into his pocket to take out the money, but found a folded piece of paper in addition to the money. "This... when did I fold a piece of paper like this into a square and put it in my pocket?"

After paying and returning to the store, he opened the paper and his face suddenly changed. It said: "7pm, Suzhou River, opposite the Sihang Warehouse!"

He took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead, his heart trembling: "Why is this red spider lily so elusive? When did he put the note in my pocket?"