Spy Wars: Get the Predator equipment at the beginning

With a "clang", when Zhang Yunhe jumped down from the backyard wall of the Navy Club, the sunlight just happened to shine over. A Japanese woman opened a door and walked out with a basin of water for washing her face. When she saw a human figure flash on the wall, she was so scared that she dropped the basin in her hand to the ground.

"Huh?" Zhang Yunhe quickly turned his head and locked onto the Japanese woman at a glance. He raised his arm and shot out a sleeve arrow.

With a "whoosh", the sleeve arrow hit the Japanese woman's chest. The powerful impact knocked her back into the room and she fell to the ground.

In just two breaths, Zhang Yunhe arrived at the door of the room. He looked at the Japanese woman who was completely motionless after struggling for a few times on the floor of the room, and then looked at the washbasin at the door and a large area of ​​the floor that was wet with water.

At this moment, a door next to her creaked open, and another Japanese woman's voice came out: "Yami? What happened?"

As soon as the words fell, a Japanese woman in a black kimono walked out.

"Hey, why did the washbasin fall to the ground? Where is she? Yamei?" The Japanese woman saw the washbasin and the large water stains on the ground, and came to Yamei's door with confusion.

Yamei was lying on the floor of the room. The Japanese woman in kimono exclaimed, "Yami, what's wrong with you?"

As she stepped into the room, a pair of hands stretched out from the wall and quickly twisted her neck. A "click" announced that she had left this world.

After waiting for a while, no one came. Zhang Yunhe pulled out the hidden arrow from Yamei's body and put it back on the arm launcher. He turned and walked out of the room, took the washbasin back to the room and put it on the table.

He raised his arm to open the three-dimensional virtual holographic image and scanned the area in all directions. A bright red spot immediately appeared on the screen. It was in a room on the third floor of the building in front.

"Go up to the third floor and enter the third room on the left in the corridor!"

After finding the location of the tracking target Futian, Zhang Yunhe walked out of the room and closed the door.

He quickly crossed the backyard and came to the building of the Navy Club.

It's still early and quiet here. Apart from the cleaning staff, there is almost no one else walking around in the building.

The first floor is the entertainment venue and the service staff's work area. Zhang Yunhe avoided the cleaners and went straight up the stairs to the third floor.

The corridor on the third floor was empty, with only the sound of the cleaners talking downstairs.

Zhang Yunhe quickly arrived at the door of the third room on the left on the third floor.

He reached out and grasped the door handle, wanting to turn it and push the door open, but Futian was in the room and would definitely hear the sound of the door handle turning, which would arouse Futian's suspicion.

So Zhang Yunhe gave up the idea of ​​entering the room. He thought about it, took out a mechanical beetle from the backpack space, slowly squatted down, spread out his palms, and the mechanical beetle crawled to the ground along his fingers.

Its head turned, its compound eyes moved swiftly, and it immediately crawled towards the crack in the door and entered the room smoothly.

Zhang Yunhe immediately turned around and climbed up the stairs to the roof. He was not worried about being discovered here.

He opened the three-dimensional virtual holographic image again, pointed his finger, and a clear picture of the room where Futian was appeared on the screen. Although he could see the situation in the room through the three-dimensional virtual holographic image without releasing the mechanical beetle, he could not hear the sound in the room.

With a mechanical beetle entering a room, it can automatically collect the audio in the room. After computer analysis and filtering, it can clearly hear the voices of everyone in the room.

Judging from Futian's expression in the picture, he was feeling a little nervous and uncomfortable. Zhang Yunhe could tell this from Futian's expression and body movements at the time.

After a while, the bathroom door opened with a creak, and a middle-aged Japanese soldier with a short haircut and a dark beard walked out of the steaming bathroom wrapped in a bath towel.

Upon seeing this, Futian immediately stood up at a loss and bowed hurriedly: "Mr. Matsushima!"

Matsushima smiled and raised his hand to greet Fukuda: "Fukuda-kun, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. There are cigarettes and cigars on the table. Feel free to smoke if you want!"

Futian repeatedly said, "You're welcome, you're welcome!"

"Sit down, sit down. Would you like a glass of brandy or red wine?" Matsushima asked as he walked to the wine cabinet, opened it, and took out two glasses.

"Thank you, sir. Then, let's have brandy!" Futian still couldn't let go and said nervously.

Matsushima quickly poured two glasses of wine and walked over to hand one to Fukuda, saying with a smile, "You don't have to be so nervous. Come, let's have a drink together!"

"Hayi!"

After seeing Futian take a sip of wine, Matsushima pressed his hand towards him and said, "Sit down, sit down and talk!"

"Hayi!"

After the two sat down, Matsushima asked, "You came to see me so early, is there any important news?"

Futian sat up straight, swallowed, and said, "Mr. Matsushima, yesterday the headquarters received a telegram from the Equipment and Logistics Department of the headquarters. The message said that the last batch of weapons, ammunition, and military supplies for the fourth quarter of this year would not arrive for another two weeks. The headquarters was asked to notify the divisions to hold on for a while!"

Matsushima frowned and said, "A two-week delay for this shipment of military supplies, weapons, and ammunition shouldn't be a big deal, right? Could just two weeks affect the situation on the front lines?"

Futian said, "Sir, if the delivery of these military supplies and weapons and ammunition is delayed for another half month, it will not affect the war situation. But the problem is that it has already been delayed for half a month. If it is delayed for another half a month, it will be a full month. This has never happened before!"

"And you don't know, all the telegrams sent from home in recent times have been very strange. How should I put it? It's like..."

"Strange? Can you explain it in more detail?" Matsushima asked.

Futian organized his words and said after several seconds: "It's like they're trying to cover up something! I feel like something must have happened at home, but they don't want us to know!"

"Last month, several officers from our headquarters returned home to report on their duties. They should have returned a week ago, but they haven't returned yet. The headquarters sent a telegram to inquire, and they said they were assigned to study and training, and that they would be given more important work in the future!"

"This seems normal, but if you put it together with other things, it feels very abnormal. For example, there are fewer ships coming from the country during this period, and the number of telegrams has also decreased!"

Matsushima frowned after hearing this. "Hearing you say that, it's indeed a little unusual! Okay, keep paying attention. If you have any more news, let me know!"

"Hayi!"

Matsushima stood up and walked into the room. When he came out, he was holding a stack of banknotes in his hand. He put them on the table and pushed them in front of Futian, saying with a smile, "Work hard, I won't treat you unfairly!"