MTL - Bourne: Command and Conquer-Chapter 893 , this is a bug

Chapter 893, this is a bug...

 Lawrence ran very fast.

Zhang Yong once doubted whether this guy was a freak.

 A foreigner who has been in China for more than four years is so familiar with the surrounding topography?

 It’s really awesome.

That Rodhart is also great.

 Discovered that Lawrence was not dead. Lawrence was also caught out.

And secretly curious.

Who are those people Rodhart mentioned?

 It seems they are also going to hunt down Lawrence? Or from the distant other side of the ocean, chasing them all the way to China?

  Or a black clinic.

 Find a bunch of masks. There are all kinds of styles.

 As long as it is a weapon he can use, whether it is his own or borrowed, the ammunition warehouse will be updated. Provide ammunition reserves. But the quantity is random. Often less. It should still only be suitable for small-scale, short-term use.

 Unless, Lawrence is using the identity of an American. However, if that is the case, it is very likely that his true face will be exposed.

 Find the shotgun first.

Confuse. This Lawrence actually doesn’t use US dollars. He is an American. No need to use US dollars...

 Find some scattered banknotes. And the ocean.

 Continue searching…

 Fumbling to open the ammunition compartment. Seven rounds of shotgun were found inside. There is another round in the launch bay. Eight rounds in total.

 Don’t even think about gold bars or anything like that. There are no hints on the map.

 Suddenly, Lawrence stopped.

 After all, the energy absorbed by the system is very limited...

 Two more revolvers were found. Observe carefully. It seems to be from Smith & Wesson?

 Gunshot wounds are relatively taboo. Ordinary doctors would not dare to take it.

Huh?

Is this Lawrence's safe house?

 The map shows that the weapon icon is in an empty house.

 When he came to Shanghai from the United States, didn’t he bring US dollars with him?

 Also, where are his accomplices?

 Apparently, Lawrence has put aside the trolling for the time being.

 He has been hit by Rodhart. If you don't go to the hospital, you have to heal yourself.

 Continue searching.

 The basic principle is to ensure that he himself has enough ammunition. But there are no guarantees for others.

 What is the reason behind this?

 Walking quickly.

 When Lawrence walked two to three hundred meters, Zhang Yong quietly entered the house.

 Prepare to intercept Lawrence from the front.

 He was not very familiar with shotguns. Don't know how far the range is.

 Are there medicines already prepared in the empty house?

 As a result, more than ten minutes later, Lawrence came out. But without weapons.

 It's a pity that there are not many, only twenty rounds.

 Sure enough, the types of ammunition have been refreshed. Increased shotgun reserve.

 The map shows that he entered an empty house. Then it basically stopped moving.

 Sure enough, it’s from Remington. The diameter is approximately 18 mm.

 Because Zhang Yong was not familiar with and did not like revolvers, he did not know the specific caliber. The judgment should be about 11-12 mm.

 Suddenly, the map prompted Lawrence to turn back. Heading towards the safe house.

 I feel there are a lot of doubts about this matter...

Rodhart has disappeared. Probably looking for a place to heal.

 Gradually I understood. This ammunition warehouse provided ammunition for the weapons that Zhang Yong had "mastered".

 Perhaps it's a little farther than a pistol?

 Suddenly remembered something and checked the ammunition warehouse.

 Most likely you have to go to the hospital.

 The workmanship of the mask is not very good. There are few details. Very rough. It is easy to be noticed when you wear it.

 The previous information was about a tour group with more than a dozen people. What about the rest? died? Ran?

Confuse…

Lawrence should have put them here for later use. But no dollars or pounds were found.

 So, you must wear a hat to cover up. Live in seclusion and simplicity.

 Zhang Yong immediately gestured. Tell others to hide.

 For safety, he asked most of the people to retreat more than a hundred meters away.

This Lawrence is obviously a very vigilant master. If you get too close, you will definitely be discovered.

Zhang Yong, Wei Fangquan, and three others were lurking in the safe house.

 There were five of them, and they were all armed. It was still safe to deal with an unarmed Lawrence.

 If it doesn't work, just shoot him to death.

wait.

 Lawrence is back.

  She no longer looked as alert as before.

He hurriedly rushed into the house without even looking around.

Then…

 Find someone in front of you.

 He touched his waist subconsciously. Found no gun.

Oops…

 A heart keeps sinking...

 Fell into the trap…

 The timing of the other party's arrival was so clever...

 He is going out to find a doctor for treatment. Worry about being checked on the road. So, no weapons.

 Normally, he always keeps his gun close to his side. Just put it down. After walking two hundred meters, I realized that I didn't feel safe without a gun, so I turned back to get a gun.

Who knew, within these ten minutes, he would be tricked.

The enemy just stuck him.

However, Lawrence did not panic. He is not a good person.

 He put his hand on his waist, pretending to draw his gun at any time. At the same time, his face was stiff and he stared at Zhang Yong indifferently.

 “This guy is not simple…”

 “Beast-like eyes…”

 “I guess a lot of people were killed…”

 Zhang Yong secretly judged in his heart.

 He doesn’t know how to look at people. No professional screening skills.

 However, the other party's eyes did make him feel cold. It really looks like a beast that kills countless people.

 Fortunately, there are no guns in the place.

Although the opponent looks like he has a gun. However, no means no.

so…

 Zhang Yong looked calm.

 Lawrence said nothing.

 He never likes to talk. Guns have always been used instead of mouths.

 The problem is, he doesn’t have a gun now…

“Why didn’t the Japanese kill you?” Zhang Yong asked slowly.

 Lawrence made no answer.

 The look in his eyes did not change.

 “Your companion was killed by the Japanese?” Zhang Yong continued to ask.

 It is estimated that the other party will not answer.

 Sure enough, Lawrence was silent.

 Zhang Yong suspected that the other party’s eyes might be fake. Nothing has changed at all.

Reminds me of a movie called? west? A million ways to die?

 Oh, it’s quite familiar. I have watched it many times when I was bored. The bandit leader inside is quite powerful...

 “Where is the money you brought from America?”

 Zhang Yong started to get down to business.

 In the final analysis, the U.S. dollar is king.

 After doing this for a long time, his purpose was still to get Lawrence’s dollars!

"who are you?"

 Finally, Lawrence spoke slowly.

There is no other way, he can't continue to waste it. Because he is injured!

 He was hit by Rodhart.

 Rodhart is not a good person. Warheads are specially treated.

 The result of this special treatment was that Lawrence was unable to treat the wound himself. It cannot be sterilized either.

 The warhead is poisonous. Violent snake venom. Moreover, the warhead was deeply filed with a cross.

 Even if it misses a vital point, the warhead will break apart. There will be debris flying around. At the same time, the snake venom will spread.

 Lawrence also prepared some medicines himself. But not enough. In the end, you still have to go to the hospital for treatment. Otherwise, he is likely to die in a foreign country.

“My name is Zhang Yong. I am from the Secret Service of the Huaxia Fuxing Society.”

"do what?"

 “Similar to your FBI…”

The sound stopped suddenly.

 Draw the gun.

 Lawrence's body immediately froze.

 He wanted to attack.

 He wanted to catch Zhang Yong off guard and pounce at close range. Then control the other person.

 Or seize the gun. Counterattack. Then run for your life.

result…

 His forehead was pressed with the muzzle of the gun.

 I didn’t dare to move immediately.

 Because what was pressed against his forehead was a Colt M1911, with a caliber of 11.43 mm and seven rounds of bullets. Enough to send him to God.

 If there really is a God...

 Lawrence never believed in God. However, he didn't want to take any chances.

so…

"you win…"

 Lawrence raised his hands decisively.

 Others swarmed up and tied him up tightly. The shackles were also used.

At that moment, Lawrence acted very quickly. The plot almost succeeded. Fortunately, Zhang Yong's reaction was not slow. There is no opportunity for the opponent to sneak attack.

 “I’m an American. You can’t arrest me.”

 “Does anyone know?”

　　　…”

 Lawrence was silent.

All right. The other side still won.

 Does anyone know? Five simple words.

 It was destined that Lawrence would be a tragedy.

“The FBI is still looking for you. Their people have arrived in Shanghai. Do you think you are safe because you are an American?”

"snort!"

“Other than Rodhart, who is after you?”

 “It’s no use even if you know.”

 “Is it Crich Leatherwood?”

 Zhang Yong said casually.

 He remembered the name of the bandit leader.

 “Who is he?”

 Lawrence sneered disdainfully.

 Zhang Yong:? ? ?

 Hey, so arrogant?

Haven't you taken the western bandit leader seriously?

 Are you telling me about The Ballad of Buster Scruggs? Ha ha. If that's the case, you're really dead...

The white cowboy showed off for 27 minutes and 33 seconds. Finally got shot.

 “I know who it is.”

"who?"

 “The Ballad of Buster Scruggs…”

"you!"

 Lawrence was suddenly frightened.

 But he quickly regained his composure. Keep your head down. Stay silent. However, Zhang Yong saw his reaction just now. He couldn't help but become confused. Did you guess it right?

　　　…

impossible…

 Shaked his head. Bring the topic back.

 “I know you came to Shanghai with a lot of money. Give it to me. I will ensure your safety.”

 Zhang Yong is good at teaching.

 Lawrence still lowered his head. silence.

 It seems that he is a tough guy! Still a miser. Not a penny was plucked.

 Zhang Yong hates such people.

　　I obviously just want money, but not my life, yet I refuse to cooperate.

Such a miser, don’t let him suffer. I don’t know how much I, Zhang Yong, hate misers...

So he beckoned, "Give me the troll."

Wei Fangquan handed over the Remington shotgun.

 Zhang Yong reached out and took over.

Lawrence suddenly raised his head, his eyes cold, "What kind of troll?"

 “That’s it.” Zhang Yong pointed the shotgun at the opponent’s forehead. But after a moment, he changed his mind.

 Still need to make money.

If someone is killed, the money will not be available.

He had no clue about the money that Lawrence was carrying.

 The opponent is a tough bandit from the American West. Ordinary torture is useless. Therefore, we must think of new ways. Unfortunately, there is no TV here.

  Otherwise, just force him to watch 4,000 episodes of "Foreign Wife, Local Man"...

 “Have you been to the West?”

Laurence asked suddenly.

 Zhang Yong shook his head.

Never been.

I don’t dare to go either.

Afraid of not surviving a day.

 The American West used to be really lawless.

 The strong survive.

 The weak eat the strong.

 Survival of the fittest.

Law of the Jungle.

 It is vividly expressed here.

As far as he is Zhang Yong, he can't hit the pistol 30 meters. It must have died just after he appeared.



 “But you know Creech and Buster.”

  “Heard.”

"No. You looked very strange just now. I'm sure you must have seen both of them."

"How can it be?"

 Zhang Yong shook his head. What nonsense. When have I seen it?

 Am I looking weird? slander! My expression is normal. I just thought of the scenes in those two movies.

 “No, you must have been.”

"No."

"you've been to."

"No."

 “Then how do you know that I came to Shanghai with money?”

 “guess.”

“Guess how much money I brought to Shanghai?”

"have no idea."

 Zhang Yong shook his head. Too lazy to guess.

 It’s nerve-wracking. Can't guess. Why waste brain cells in vain.

Hmm, I feel like there’s a lot of nonsense.

 It’s a waste of time.

 Let’s punish him!

beat him half to death first, and then hand it over to the FBI...

correct. Are FBI rewards so small?

 “Team leader, he is going to die.”

 “Can’t die.”

 Zhang Yong replied lazily. Never looked back.

 Lawrence is injured. The situation is not optimistic. Will die at any time. However, he pretended not to know.

　　The path is yours to choose.

 If you want to survive, you have to hand over your money.

 If you are not willing to give up, then just endure it slowly.

 He is not in a hurry.

“Actually, I didn’t come to Shanghai with any money. The money is still over there.” Finally, Lawrence spoke.

When it comes to someone like Zhang Yong who is desperate for money, he has enough.

 The cruel reality told him that if he didn't pay for it today, he would definitely die.

Why bother?

 Life is more important than money, he knows it very well.

 If the people are gone, what will you do with the money? In the end, it is also about making wedding clothes for others.

 “I want money.” Zhang Yong spit out three words.

 The meaning is clear.

 Must give money.

 I don’t care where your money is. But it must be given.

 Otherwise, you will be dead today.

  Chiang Kai-shek cannot save you even if he comes in person.

Besides, no one will know.

 Zhang Yong is still very accomplished in killing people and silencing them.

 If it was necessary to silence him, he would not hesitate.

"I pretended to be escaping, got on the ship, and ran to the Far East. Those people thought I had taken the money away. In fact, no. I buried the money in a secret place. Then, after running to Shanghai, I used Tell other people, in the form of a telegram, to withdraw their money. Then invest it..."

 “So, where’s the money?”

 “I own a lot of companies in Texas. That’s where the money is.”

 “Then how can I get it?”

 “You go to Texas. I give you authority.”

"Too far."

 Zhang Yong shook his head.

 Treat me as an idiot. Tempt me to go to Texas?

joke. It's a paradise for guns. Any house has a bunch of guns in it.

 Some people even have machine guns at home.

It is said that Texas has more than 20 million people and at least 200 million guns. Where do I dare to go?

 Lawrence:…

 He felt hopeless for the first time.

This **** in front of me, can you consider my feelings?

 I’m willing to give you money!

real!

  I just want to survive now!

 If I die, all my money and my company will belong to others!

 The reason why he can still control those companies is that he is not dead yet. He also has a knack for intimidating people. The people who helped him were afraid of him.

 If they learned that he was dead, those people would have nothing to worry about.

So, all the money that Lawrence worked so hard to rob became someone else’s!

"What do you want?"

 “What does your company do?”

 “Machine tools, mining, metal processing, everything.”

 “Can you make a gun?”

"sure!"

 “Oh? What kind of gun can I make?”

 “Then it depends on which machine tool you choose.”

 “Can you make bullets?”

“Yes! But there are only 7.62*63 mm rifle bullets.”

 “Can a Springfield rifle be made?”

“It requires authorization. Mine is from a regular company. I have to purchase a patent.”

 “How much does a patent cost?”

"It's not expensive. Each rifle costs 3 US dollars. The minimum price is one thousand."

"oh…"

 Zhang Yong had a vague idea.

 Very vague. Didn't catch it for a while. So, you need to think about it carefully.

 As a result, Lawrence became anxious.

 He felt like he was dying. Need help immediately. Otherwise, he will really die.

“You go to Texas, I can give you two companies...”

"No."

"What?"

“I don’t want your company in the United States. I need you to send people to China to help me build two factories here. One produces rifles and the other produces ammunition.”

 Zhang Yong vaguely caught some outlines.

 Absolutely not going to Texas. Danger. And the follow-up situation is unknown.

 There are too many uncontrollable risks.

 May be confiscated at any time.

 However, it would be much more reliable to get the other party to invest in China.

 He needs two factories.

 One produces Springfield rifles. Or it is an imitation of the German 98K, which is the official version.

 One produces rifle cartridges. First produced the Springfield model.

 He is a small person and cannot get that much at once. Nor can it be comprehensive.

 Only two small processing plants can be built.

 It just so happens that industrial sales in the beautiful country are currently relatively sluggish. Industrial products are very cheap.

 Especially in terms of weapons and ammunition. Seriously unsalable.

 Just look at what happened to the Garand semi-automatic rifle. It's obviously a good gun. But there is a serious shortage of orders.

 It’s not that the army doesn’t know it’s a good gun. It's because the military doesn't have enough funding. Demand is severely lacking. If there is no demand, it will be useless no matter how much weapons and ammunition you produce! But all this will change rapidly with the course of history.

 It is now 1936, and there are still plenty of machine tools available. Still low price. There are even matching coal power plants.

 In another two years, money will no longer be able to buy these things.

Of course, it is difficult to go through formal channels. What a waste of time. But is it necessary to go through formal channels?

 Who is Laurence?

This guy is a repeat criminal with a long history of crimes in the West. Specialize in taking advantage of others.

He used the golden cicada method to escape his accumulated wealth and left it in Texas, turned it into a company, and laundered it ashore.

 However, his money was laundered. His people did not.

This is a bug…

 Just in time, Zhang Yong caught this bug.

 If he does not make full use of it, will he still be Zhang Yong? The geese are over-plucked. That company also has to produce a lot of small companies!

 Zhang Yong had already thought of the address. Just put it in Chengdu.

 Because Chengdu is the safest. Japanese aircraft could not bomb it. Best for rear base. There are plenty of resources around as well.

As it happens, He Guoguang is in charge there, which can provide a lot of conveniences.

 Finally, and the most important point is that this matter can be carried out secretly in the name of the Aviation Commission.

The wife said to her husband, I should also produce some weapons and ammunition myself, and don’t keep asking you for them. My husband will definitely agree! It also requires strong support and will not arouse any suspicion.

 Then behind the wife is the Song family. And the Kong family. If you need any supporting equipment, it’s easy to get it.

 No, the original nightmare level difficulty was immediately reduced to the novice level.

 Mr. produce some rifles and bullets…

  Reproduce point cannons and shells…

 Then we will assemble the aircraft...

Well, indeed you can!

  【To be continued】

 (End of this chapter)