Siheyuan: I will never tolerate gambling and drugs!

Inside the carriage

"What did you say? Do you know where to pull...ka...Katyusha?"

"Hmm," Xu Lin nodded.

"You can bring in 500 doors?"

Xu Lin smiled and nodded affirmatively.

"And rockets? Hmm... 30?" Director Zhang nervously licked his lips, staring intently into Xu Lin's eyes, desperately wanting a definite answer from him.

Xu Lin smiled helplessly. He had just seen that the system's reward wasn't much better than his, so he nodded solemnly again.

With a loud "bang," Director Zhang kicked open the back door of the car.

"Zhang Changzheng! Zhang Changzheng! Where the hell have you been?!" Zhang Feng kicked open the car door, jumped out, and yelled at the top of his lungs.

"Chief! I'm here, I'm here!" The driver, who had been on guard two meters away, was startled by Zhang Feng's shout and quickly responded and ran to him.

"Give me the car keys!" Zhang Feng shouted urgently.

Zhang Changzheng seemed not to understand and paused for a moment, then asked, "What? Section Chief?"

Zhang Feng ran to the driver's seat and saw Zhang Changzheng, who was still in a daze. He angrily cursed, "What the hell are you doing? I need the car keys, the car keys for driving!"

After listening to it again and understanding Zhang Feng's needs, you immediately rummaged through your pocket for your keys, but in your haste, you couldn't find them no matter what you did.

Seeing Zhang Changzheng fidgeting in place, unable to pull out the key, Zhang Feng was instantly enraged and cursed again, "Go to hell! What are you dawdling for? Hurry up and give it to me!"

In those few seconds, Zhang Changzheng, who was sweating profusely with anxiety, finally pulled out the key: "Director! The key is here, here!"

"You fucking bastard, why don't you just dump it on me!" Zhang Feng roared.

"Oh, oh, oh, here comes the director!" Zhang Changzheng's mind was completely blank at this point. Without taking a single step forward, he simply tossed the keys over from where he stood.

After receiving the keys, Zhang Feng immediately closed the car door, started the engine, and sped away, leaving Zhang Changzheng standing there dumbfounded. After a long pause, he finally managed to stammer, "What are you doing?"

Xu Lin, sitting in the back seat, was also startled by Zhang Feng's reaction. When he realized Zhang Feng was going to drive, he smiled and said, "Director Zhang, how about I drive..." Before he could finish the word "drive," the car lurched forward, and Xu Lin crashed headfirst into the back of the driver's seat.

Xu Lin panicked, instantly realizing he needed to fasten his seatbelt. He fumbled around for a while but couldn't find it, cursing inwardly, "Where the hell is the seatbelt?!" Then he realized there wasn't even a seatbelt in the car, so he could only grip the front seat tightly…

We have to catch them, because Zhang Feng kicked down the other door in the back and we can't close it!

Xu Lin sensed that driving too fast might be unsafe, so he tentatively said to Zhang Feng, "Director Zhang, perhaps we could slow down?"

After Xu Lin finished speaking, he saw that Zhang Feng's expression was as if he were possessed. His eyes were wide open, and tears had uncontrollably streamed down his face. His mouth kept repeating himself.

"Katyusha... 500... rockets... 30... Katyusha..."

Xu Lin knew that this was a huge shock to Zhang Feng, who was in charge of secrecy and had extensive knowledge of intelligence, including battlefield intelligence. So he chose to keep quiet and wait for Zhang Feng's instructions...

The car stopped at a courtyard. Zhang Feng hurriedly got out, ignoring the tears and snot on his face, and rushed inside. The security guard at the gate, of course, recognized Zhang Feng and didn't stop him. Xu Lin, however, who had been forgotten inside the car, was both amused and exasperated. He didn't dare move after getting out and just stood at the gate waiting for Zhang Feng to come back and call him.

Meanwhile, Zhang Feng rushed into the courtyard and frantically pounded on the wooden door of an office, shouting, "Old Liu! Old Liu!"

The person inside was startled. After listening twice to confirm it was someone they knew, they went to open the door. Upon opening it, they saw Zhang Feng's face, a mixture of crying and laughing, and immediately became angry.

"Zhang Feng! What's wrong with you, you old bastard, staying up so late? What's gotten into you?!"

Hearing the reprimanding voice in front of him, Zhang Feng finally came to his senses. He wiped the tears from his face and grabbed the man he was talking about, Old Liu, saying, "Don't make a fuss, don't make a fuss, come on, come on, let's go inside and talk..."

half an hour later

……

"Are you sure? Is it this quantity? You haven't been scammed, have you?" The man called Old Liu, his hand holding a cigarette trembling slightly with excitement upon hearing the news from Zhang Feng, managed to ask the question with composure.

Zhang Feng was getting a little carried away: "Hey, Lao Liu, who am I, Lao Zhang? When have I ever lied to anyone, and when have I ever been lied to? The guy's right at the door, I'll bring him in right now, you wait..."

After saying that, he turned and went out to find Xu Lin. Old Liu was actually quite excited at this point, but his years of experience told him that even a cooked duck can fly away before it's in your mouth, so he still needed to verify things carefully. Therefore, he patiently sat down and waited for Zhang Feng to bring the person in…

A short while later, Zhang Feng, now back to normal, led Xu Lin into Old Liu's office and introduced him to Xu Lin.

"Xu Lin, this is my superior. Please explain the whole story to him again..."

Xu Lin noticed that Zhang Feng did not introduce the name of the leader in front of him, and guessed that Zhang Feng probably did not want to reveal the leader's identity.

So he simply addressed him as "leader" and then proceeded to recount in detail why he had gone to the Soviet Union and everything that followed, including the fabricated story he had made up...

"You mean this batch of weapons was obtained illegally by a group of people whose exact origins are unclear, and it's currently hidden in a large warehouse in Manzhouli? They were planning to use the pretext of investigating the plane crash to send people over to transfer and resell it, but now it's just sitting there unattended?"

The leader sitting across from Xu Lin suppressed his excitement and, after listening to Xu Lin's words, made a precise summary.

"That seems to be the case for now," Xu Lin nodded and then added, "If we take advantage of the time difference and sneak over to pick it up now, then this batch of weapons will most likely be ours, and no one will know."

Even if they discover this on the battlefield later, they'll only assume there was a traitor within our ranks who secretly sold us out…”

After Xu Lin finished speaking, Zhang Feng looked anxiously at the old Liu he had mentioned, only to find him still sitting there silently. His anger flared immediately.

"Boss, no matter what, can't you at least make a phone call and send someone over to confirm? What's the point of you sitting here thinking about this and that!"

You know how much influence these weapons have on North Korea right now, and you know that negotiations have stalled again in recent months, and those bastards are stirring up trouble again...

Seeing that Zhang Feng was about to continue, the leader interrupted him with a look and then waved to the two of them.

"Zhang Feng, take Xu Lin to the cafeteria to get something to eat and rest. I'll make a call and send one of my own men to investigate. If there are no weapons, consider today's incident a false alarm. If it is true..."

The leader paused here, then added with a serious expression, "..."

"From now on, only the three of us can know about this. No matter when, who, or under what circumstances this question is asked, we must not mention it once!"

Xu Lin and Zhang Feng immediately stood up and made their promises. Afterwards, Xu Lin followed Zhang Feng to the cafeteria.

On the way, Xu Lin asked in bewilderment, "Director Zhang, is there still food in the cafeteria at this hour?"

Zhang Feng understood Xu Lin's confusion after hearing this, and explained:

"Our unit is always on fieldwork with no fixed schedule, and the reporting time is also irregular, so our unit's cafeteria just has noodles and porridge made fresh by the kitchen staff..."

Xu Lin nodded in understanding and continued to follow Zhang Feng.

the other side

Old Liu was left alone in the office, making arrangements on the phone.

Xu Lin provided a very precise address, and the person on the other end of the phone confirmed it upon hearing the name, then accepted the task and went to investigate alone.

Inside the office, Lao Liu was anxiously waiting for a reply, pacing back and forth.

The moment the phone rang, Lao Liu grabbed it.

"How's it going? Anything?" Before the other end could speak, Old Liu asked anxiously.

Upon hearing the affirmative reply, Lao Liu immediately hung up the phone and quickly picked up another red phone to make the call.

"Hello? Is this Secretary Zhang? This is Liu Xiangjun. I have something important to report to the higher-ups. I know it's late, but this matter can't be delayed..."

After hanging up the phone, Liu Xiangjun sat back down in his chair with a sigh of relief, his face beaming with uncontrollable joy. However, this joy gradually turned into soft sobs and whimpers, and finally, a hint of ruthlessness and determination appeared.

"In the previous battles, you had enough steel cannons, but our soldiers only have an indomitable will of steel!"

And the battle we are currently facing...

We have enough steel cannons now, and I hope you fucking show me your steely will too!

"You son of a bitch..."