Spy Wars: Get the Predator equipment at the beginning

In Zhang Yunhe's backpack, there were not only the replacement weapons and ammunition for the 200,000 people that James had brought from the Joker, but also the weapons, ammunition and military supplies from the Central China Expeditionary Force's logistics base that he had emptied of the Japanese in Nanjing a few days ago.

The entire Central China Expeditionary Force had a total of more than 800,000 troops. Zhang Yunhe emptied such a military supply and logistics base, and the weapons and equipment in his hands were more than enough to arm 500,000 people.

However, the most abundant items in that military supply and logistics base were not weapons and equipment, but ammunition and military supplies, including 200,000 tons of ammunition and more than 500,000 tons of military supplies.

This time, Zhang Yunhe only sold equipment and ammunition for three divisions to Chen Yucai, which was also after careful consideration. If he took out too much at once, on the one hand, Chen Yucai's financial resources were limited and he could not afford so much money; on the other hand, too large a quantity might cause unnecessary trouble.

After all, human nature cannot stand the test!

He has to be on guard against everyone.

After all the weapons, equipment, and ammunition for the three divisions were loaded onto the trucks, Zhang Yunhe, who was standing outside the warehouse, handed Chen Yucai a cigarette and said, "Brother Chen, this is not the first time we've worked together. This transaction went very smoothly. I won't say anything, brother. Everything is in my heart!"

"Wait another ten days or half a month, and I'll have another batch of goods arriving. Then I'll give you a big toy!"

Zhang Yunhe said this, patted the hood of the off-road convertible jeep next to him and said, "This is much more fun than this!"

Chen Yucai's eyes lit up after hearing this: "Could it be that you can get a tank?"

"What's a tank? As long as it's available on the market, I can get it. Even if it's not available on the market, as long as it can be produced, I have a way to produce it!" Zhang Yunhe said, patting his chest.

Chen Yucai's eyes began to shine: "Where's the plane?"

"How much do you want?" Zhang Yunhe asked directly.

This question left Chen Yucai stunned. He was stunned for a moment, then asked anxiously, "No, can you really get a plane? The kind that can strafing the ground from the sky, or dropping bombs on the ground?"

Zhang Yunhe smoked a cigarette and said, "You mean fighter jets and bombers? I'm in the arms business. Can't I tell the difference between fighter jets and bombers?"

"Are you sure you can get it?" Chen Yucai asked anxiously, grabbing Zhang Yunhe's wrist.

"I'll give you one as a toy in a few days. If you want a fighter or a bomber, just tell me!" Zhang Yunhe said.

"We can't get the ones produced in Europe right now because the situation there is getting tense. The ones produced there will be available in three months. If you want them in stock, I can only get you the ones produced by the Japanese!"

Chen Yucai licked his dry lips, feeling a little bit unbelievable: "What? You can actually get the Japanese plane? This... How is it possible? They are fighting with us, who dares to sell the plane at this time?"

Zhang Yunhe smiled and said something meaningful: "Brother Chen, there's always someone in this world who's willing to take risks for money! There are countless examples of people selling weapons to the enemy while fighting them and making money. Do you think those little devils don't love money?"

"The Japs on the front lines can burn, kill, and loot anything valuable they can, but what about the Japs in the rear? They have nothing to loot. If they want to make money, they can only sell it. They'll sell anything that can make money!"

"So, brother, as long as you can afford the price, even if you want to buy the entire country of the devils, I can help you do it!"

Chen Yucai felt numb all over!

At this moment, Zhang Yunhe seemed particularly unfathomable in his eyes.

A week later, thanks to the efforts of Zhang Yunhe, Zhao Changshui and Brown, Jardine Matheson's distribution office in Jiangzhou was finally officially opened.

The shipload of high-end luxury goods that Zhang Yunhe brought this time attracted a lot of attention from the powerful and wealthy circles in Jiangzhou. After all, the war had been going on for half a year, the Japanese were advancing very quickly, and many trade routes had been cut off. It was really not an easy task to get these high-end goods.

The business of Jardine Matheson was just a hobby for Zhang Yunhe. He did this mainly to open up trade routes and make friends with upper-class dignitaries and wealthy businessmen. The specific tasks were left to Zhao Changshui and Brown, and his job was to maintain personal connections.

There are too many powerful people in Jiangzhou, and Chen Yucai is not the only one doing arms business. There are many people who have more power and background than him.

The weapons, equipment and ammunition that Zhang Yunhe sold to Chen Yucai's three divisions were no secret to some powerful people.

Therefore, some people have set their eyes on this piece of cake.

That day, Zhang Yunhe was at the dealership discussing the purchase of pig bristles with a businessman when Zhao Changshui knocked on the door and walked in, whispering in his ear, "Mr. Zhang, there's a young man outside. He's very impressive, with a dozen aggressive bodyguards, and he wants to see you!"

Zhang Yunhe nodded and said to the bristle merchant sitting across from him, "Boss Zhu, I'm buying bristles on a long-term basis, not a one-time deal. The price fluctuates with international market conditions, so I can't just set whatever price I want! How about this? Why don't you go back and think about it? If you think our price is feasible, come to us tomorrow and we'll sign the contract!"

"If you think the price we offer is too low, you can wait a little longer or find another seller!"

Boss Zhu stood up and said, "Okay, I'll think about it. You're busy, so I'll take my leave now!"

"Xiao Zhao, please see Boss Zhu off for me!"

"Boss Zhu, please!"

After seeing off Boss Zhu, Zhang Yunhe came to the reception room. Inside and outside the reception room stood sturdy bodyguards wearing black shirts and black pants, each of them carrying a pistol.

"I'm the person in charge here. I wonder which distinguished guest is here?" Zhang Yunhe asked with a laugh as he walked into the reception room.

A lackey-like figure immediately stepped forward and said, "Manager Zhang, right? This is our master—Young Master Gong!"

Zhang Yunhe turned his head and saw a young man sitting on a chair next to him. He had a slicked-back hair, wore sunglasses, a floral short-sleeved shirt, a bow tie, trousers and shiny leather shoes.

After seeing this person and hearing his surname, Zhang Yunhe immediately understood the identity of this young man.

"Hahaha, it turns out to be Young Master Gong. Nice to meet you. My name is Zhang Yunhe. I've heard of Young Master Gong's great name for a long time. It's a great honor to meet you today!"

When Master Gong saw Zhang Yunhe lying with his eyes open, even though he had seen a lot of things, his face under his sunglasses couldn't help but twitch a few times.