Spy Wars: Get the Predator equipment at the beginning

"The news of Qin Zhicheng's arrival in Shanghai was also reported by the Catfish Intelligence Team. Therefore, he was arrested just after leaving the train station three days ago!"

After hearing Zhang Yunhe's words, Ma Dazhi, who was holding the phone, changed his expression and said, "This catfish intelligence group is too dangerous. I must report this to the higher-ups immediately!"

Zhang Yunhe said, "Tell the higher-ups to inform me whether or not they've caught the Catfish Intelligence Team!"

"Okay! Is there any more detailed information about the Catfish Intelligence Team?" Ma Dazhi asked.

Zhang Yunhe said: "No, the files only have their code names on them, all other information has been blacked out!"

"Okay, I get it!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yunhe drove to Yihua Foreign Company. He first contacted 5 freight trucks, and then transferred a batch of luxury goods from this company and other foreign companies to load them onto the trucks.

This batch of luxury goods included fine wines, perfumes, cosmetics, cigars, brand-name leather goods, brand-name dresses, jewelry, watches, etc., and was loaded on 5 trucks in total.

As a senior comprador of a foreign company, Zhang Yunhe's clients were spread across the surrounding provinces and cities. In the past six months, there had been war and trade routes were blocked. The dealers in Lin'an had long been out of stock. In the past, they had gone to Shanghai to purchase from Zhang Yunhe in person, but after the outbreak of the war, the trade routes were blocked and they could not come. They had sent telegrams to Zhang Yunhe and the foreign company several times, hoping that the goods could be delivered to them. They would buy at a high price and bear the shipping costs.

Therefore, Zhang Yunhe did not need to find another buyer for these luxury goods this time. As long as they could be transported to Lin'an, they could be sold and the money could be earned.

It was only ten o'clock in the morning when the convoy was ready. Zhang Yunhe immediately set off for Lin'an with five trucks of goods.

"Masters, if the road conditions are good, we will drive faster, and if the road conditions are bad, we will drive slower. If we encounter Japanese checkpoints and outposts, I will handle everything, and you just need to drive!" Zhang Yunhe said to several truck drivers.

The freight he offered was quite generous, and the drivers could not refuse it at all. Moreover, they were all old acquaintances. They had transported Zhang Yunhe's goods before, so these drivers were willing to transport goods for him.

When the drivers heard Zhang Yunhe say this, they immediately agreed: "Everything is up to Mr. Zhang!"

After leaving the concession, the convoy was stopped by a checkpoint at a major traffic intersection. The drivers were very scared. After all, the Japanese killed people without blinking an eye and often for no reason. Who wouldn't be scared?

When the cars stopped, Zhang Yunhe got out of the passenger seat of the first truck, took out his ID, and said in Japanese to the Japanese checkpoint sergeant who had stopped the convoy: "These trucks of mine are military supplies. This is a special transportation pass!"

When the sergeant at the checkpoint heard Zhang Yunhe speaking Japanese, his guard dropped instantly. He took the document and opened it. It turned out to be a special cargo transport pass issued by the Military Police Headquarters. He immediately returned the document to Zhang Yunhe and bowed, saying, "I'm sorry for wasting your time. It's my duty. I'm very sorry!"

After saying that, he raised his hand, waved to the soldiers and shouted, "Let them pass!"

Zhang Yunhe unloaded a box of foreign liquor from the truck and stuffed it into the sergeant's pocket, saying, "This is for the sergeants and the brave men at the checkpoint. It's a small token of my appreciation!"

"This... Thank you very much, sir!" The sergeant was quite flattered and quickly asked a soldier next to him to move the foreign liquor away. He knew that people who could get special freight passes were not ordinary people. He did not expect the other party to be so polite, which made him very grateful and benefited.

Zhang Yunhe pulled the sergeant aside and handed him a few Japanese yen bills, whispering, "I know your salaries aren't high, and you've been away for years. Take this little money and send it back home!"

"Major Kono, this..." The sergeant was really surprised, happy, and grateful. After all, the man was also a major, and his rank was several levels higher than his, but he still thought so highly of him.

"Take it! If you don't take it, do you look down on me?" Zhang Yunhe asked.

"No, no, I'll take it, I'll take it!" The sergeant whispered after taking the money, "It's an honor that Major Kono thinks highly of me. This checkpoint has always been under the responsibility of our team. From now on, as long as I'm here, the Major's convoy will have unimpeded access without any inspection!"

In this way, the convoy passed through three checkpoints before leaving Shanghai. One of them had a bunker and was stationed with a small team of soldiers. However, under Zhang Yunhe's financial offensive, they were all intimidated by his forged identity and bribed.

After leaving Shanghai, the road conditions became much worse and the convoy's speed slowed down. After driving for four hours, we did not encounter any Japanese checkpoints before two o'clock in the afternoon.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the convoy rested for half an hour. Zhang Yunhe and the drivers ate some dry food and drank some water before continuing on their way.

According to an experienced driver, at this speed, we can reach Lin'an City around 6:30 to 7:00 in the evening.

After three o'clock in the afternoon, until six o'clock in the afternoon, we passed four more checkpoints. Every time we passed a town, we encountered a checkpoint set up by the Japanese army.

The Japanese officers at these checkpoints were not under the jurisdiction of the Shanghai Military Police Command, so they were not very respectful of the special freight passes issued by the Shanghai Military Police Command, nor did they particularly resign themselves to them. However, Zhang Yunhe's forged identity as a major logistics officer of the Military Police Command played a significant role.

The Japanese officers at the various checkpoints did not dare to act recklessly. They sent people to casually check the cargo on the truck. After finding that they were just some luxury goods and no contraband, they did not make things difficult.

However, Zhang Yunhe was not worried that these checkpoint officers would cause trouble. After all, he had not yet taken out the special pass from the expeditionary force headquarters.

Under Zhang Yunhe's strategy of using money to attack, the Japanese officers and soldiers at these checkpoints were bribed one by one by him. They were polite to him and said that as long as his convoys were allowed, they would have unimpeded access in the future.

After entering Lin'an City at 6:40 in the evening and bribing the officers guarding the city gate, the veteran driver on the truck was full of admiration for Zhang Yunhe.

"Mr. Zhang, you're amazing! The Japanese officers along the way treated you like a master. Why are they just giving you face like this?"

Zhang Yunhe laughed and said, "How dare you go out and about these days without any skills? We haven't worked as compradors for foreign companies for more than ten years in vain. After all, these little devils are just like us. Who doesn't covet money? Who doesn't bully the weak and fear the strong? As long as you understand their ways and their minds, it won't be difficult to deal with them!"

"I admire you!"

Not long after entering the city, Zhang Yunhe and others found a carriage inn to stay, rented a warehouse, and hired a few laborers to unload the goods.

The truck drivers will not leave yet, as they still have to transport a batch of raw silk back to Shanghai for Zhang Yunhe.

The next morning, Zhang Yunhe contacted several old customers and brought them to the Chemadian warehouse to see the goods. It didn't take long before they agreed on the price, and five trucks of luxury goods were sold out in less than two hours.

In the afternoon, he contacted several raw silk merchants in Lin'an City and purchased a large amount of raw silk from them. He loaded 5 trucks with raw silk. When the trucks were full, he put the silk into the backpack space when no one was around.