Spy Wars: Get the Predator equipment at the beginning

In an abandoned factory area on the outskirts of the city, in the dark night, two bright lights shone from the end of the road, and the lights kept shaking. It turned out to be a car coming from a distance.

The car stopped in front of an aircraft factory. After the engine was turned off, Zhang Yunhe turned off the headlights, turned on the interior lights, first removed his Iron Blood equipment, then took out a toolbox and began to disguise himself.

It took him about ten minutes to disguise himself as Charlie Cao.

In order to survive, one has to be more cautious than necessary. Many intelligence officers lost their lives because they did not pay attention to details and relaxed their vigilance, revealing their flaws and mistakes. The Japanese smelled their scent and found them, and then they were arrested.

As for Futian, Zhang Yunhe planned to keep him and let this guy serve him. This person's position in the expeditionary force headquarters was inconspicuous, and it was precisely because of his inconspicuous identity and position that he could hide better.

Moreover, Zhang Yunhe planned to let Futian provide him with information while also being responsible for monitoring Matsui. In this way, even if Matsui wanted to play tricks, he would be able to detect his thoughts and movements at any time.

After finishing his makeup, Zhang Yunhe turned off the interior lights of the car, opened the door, got out, walked to the rear of the car, opened the trunk, dragged the unconscious Foton out, carried him on his shoulders, and walked into the abandoned factory.

There was no moonlight tonight, and the sky was gloomy and miserable. The abandoned factory was full of withered weeds. It had snowed heavily all night yesterday, and the snow inside the abandoned factory was knee-deep. Even with the snow on the ground, the light was very dim, and Zhang Yunhe had to take out a flashlight from his backpack to illuminate the area.

In the abandoned factory, Zhang Yunhe watched the unconscious Futian come to a row of office rooms, kicked open an office door, and shone the flashlight inside. The desks and chairs were scattered on the ground, and the ground was covered with discarded papers and thick dust. There were spider webs everywhere on the windows, corners and ceilings, and a pungent musty smell hit him in the face.

Zhang Yunhe moved to the side and stood quietly for a few minutes. After the exhaust gas in the room was blown away by the wind, he carried the Foton in.

He threw Futian to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Futian, who was hit, woke up and coughed several times continuously due to the dust in the air.

Zhang Yunhe straightened an office desk, took out a lantern from his backpack, lit it with a lighter and placed it on the table. Although cold wind kept blowing in from the broken glass window, it could not blow out the lantern.

Futian coughed for a long time before he stopped. He felt sore all over. He thought about how he had just walked out of the alley and was knocked unconscious. At this time, he saw a tall figure. Fear filled his heart. He pulled out a gun from his waist and asked tremblingly, "Who are you?"

"Don't look for it, your gun is here!" Zhang Yunhe took out his pistol, turned around and walked towards Futian step by step.

Futian was so scared that he supported himself on the ground and backed away repeatedly. He didn't retreat until he reached the corner of the wall and realized that he had nowhere to retreat.

Zhang Yunhe loaded his pistol, squatted down slowly, looked at Futian and said, "Your life is in my hands now, so don't play tricks on me, because that will anger me. Once I get angry, I will pull the trigger and the bullet will pierce your head. Then your white brain matter will splatter out along with bright red blood!"

"Your body will soon start to stink, attracting a large number of rats and insects. It won't be long before you're eaten away, leaving only a skeleton!"

Zhang Yunhe's description frightened Futian. Fear appeared in his eyes and he shouted, "Don't kill me, don't kill me, sir. I don't want to die. I won't play tricks. I will be honest!"

Zhang Yunhe continued, "Now I'm going to ask you a question, and you have to answer honestly. If you tell a lie, I'll be able to tell and pull the trigger immediately. Do you understand?"

"I understand, I understand. Please ask me, and I will answer truthfully," Futian said hurriedly.

"Yoshi!" Zhang Yunhe nodded and asked, "What's your relationship with Songdao?"

Futian swallowed and said, "Matsui asked me to collect intelligence for him at the expeditionary force headquarters. For every piece of information he tells me, he pays me a corresponding reward based on the value of the information! So, our relationship is just a business one. He's not my employer, and he doesn't pay me a fixed salary!"

Zhang Yunhe asked, "What is your position at the Expeditionary Force Headquarters? Besides this, what other identities do you have?"

"I'm a telegraph messenger in the radio room of the Telecommunications Department. If the radio station receives a telegram, the telegraph operator records it and then someone like me delivers it to the translation room. We're not responsible for anything else. The advantage of this is that we can separate the sending and receiving of telegrams from the translation room, reducing the possibility of leaks!"

Zhang Yunhe asked, "You went to see Songdao this morning to tell him the contents of a telegram that the headquarters' communications office received last night, right?"

"Yes?"

Zhang Yunhe asked again: "You are just a telegraph messenger, and the telegrams sent to you by the telegraph operator are just groups of numbers. You are not a translator, so how do you know the content of the telegram?"

Futian replied: "I have memorized all the contents of the code book kept by the translator, and I can recite it backwards. No matter what the telegram is, as long as I see the code number combination in the newspaper, I can translate it on the spot by memory."

"Oh? Isn't the code book kept by the translator? How did you get the code book?"

"Matsushima provided me with a miniature camera. One time, I was on the night shift with him. Before the night shift, I treated him to a meal and put a laxative in his drink. So he kept running to the bathroom with diarrhea all night. While he was there, I took advantage of the miniature camera to take pictures of everything in his code book!"

"After the photos were developed, I used my break time every day to recite them. I not only recited them but also wrote them down from memory, and finally I even recited them backwards!" said Fukuda.

Zhang Yunhe took out a cigarette from his cigarette case and handed it to Futian. Futian took the cigarette and put it in his mouth. Zhang Yunhe then lit it for him with a lighter.

"Thank you!" Futian said while smoking.

Zhang Yunhe also lit a cigarette for himself, took two puffs and asked, "Do you have any other identities?"

"No, I'm just a low-level employee in the headquarters," Fukuda said while smoking.

"Then how did you get to know Matsushima?" Zhang Yunhe asked again.

"I met him through a friend's introduction when I went to the Navy Club with my friends. At first, he asked me for help and promised to avenge him. At first, I didn't realize that what he asked me to do was to leak secrets. I thought it was just a normal favor, and I would get paid, so I helped him."

"After so many times, it became increasingly difficult for him to ask me for help, but the amount of money he gave me each time kept increasing. I was dragged into this situation by him without even realizing it. But I really needed money. My parents are in poor health and need to see a doctor and take medicine every month, which is very expensive. My wife gave birth to two children for me, one of whom has a congenital disease and needs to take medicine frequently after surgery. So I needed money, and maybe that's why Songdao came to me!"