usatvline Chapter 714 Where is the Gold?
Chapter 714 Where is the Gold?
Shanghai Stock Exchange, Meihua Building, Joint Transport Department.
"Minister, we received another anonymous letter." He Yuehua walked into the office with a surprised look on her face, handed the envelope to Chen Yang with both hands and said, "It's the same as last time. I didn't see anyone, only a letter, and I want you to read it in person."
Chen Yang seemed to be mentally prepared. After taking the envelope, he squeezed it and found that there was indeed a thin piece of paper inside.
"Secretary He, please go out first."
He Yuehua bowed slightly, turned around and left the office, closing the door behind her.
Chen Yang opened the envelope and found another piece of letter inside, this time with another address written on it.
"Tomorrow morning at 2 a.m., Xinyi Cotton Mill."
Chen Yang put down the letter and tapped the desk lightly with his fingers. About ten seconds later, Chen Yang picked up the phone and dialed the number of Agent No. 76's headquarters.
"Agent Headquarters No. 76? I'm Chen Yang from the Joint Transportation Department, connecting with Director Wan from the Intelligence Department."
"Director Wan?"
"Has the Chinese Embassy in the United States taken any special actions?"
"We found some trucks. OK, OK, I got it. Come to the Joint Transportation Department right away."
After hanging up the phone, Chen Yang dialed the internal line again, called Higashino Daiki in, and asked whether there would be any cargo ship from the Philippines arriving in Shanghai today.
Higashino Daiki was not very clear about what was happening at the port, but he quickly said that he would investigate it as soon as possible.
Chen Yang nodded slightly and asked him to check as soon as possible. Now, he was basically sure that the information transmitted on the letter was related to gold.
It is very likely that it will arrive in the Shanghai Stock Exchange today and complete the handover.
In other words, these people will take action tonight.
After about an hour, Wan Tianmu finally arrived at the office of the Joint Transport Department.
"Xinyi Cotton Mill." Wan Tianmu looked at the address Chen Yang gave him with some doubts: "Minister, is there anything wrong with this place?"
"I also want to know what's wrong with this place?" Chen Yang said calmly with a deep look in his eyes, "Find a few skilled and smart people to go in and investigate."
"Remember, if there is any problem, withdraw first and don't alert the enemy."
Wan Tianmu saluted and hurriedly left the office with the note.
At night, 9:15, Shanghai Port.
A cargo ship flying the American flag appeared on the horizon in the distance.
Following the guidance of the port lights, the freighter quickly docked at the port.
Soon, a group of Filipino soldiers in brown uniforms appeared at the bow, and they surrounded an officer with the rank of colonel and slowly got off the ship.
"Hello, Colonel Quinn." Hunter and Davidson, who were waiting at the port, stepped forward and shook hands with each other.
"Are you Mr. Hunter?" Quinn said in fluent English: "Hello, I'm Quinn, the person in charge of this operation."
"Are all the trucks I asked you to prepare ready?"
Hunter raised his hand and pointed to the neatly parked trucks in the distance and said, "According to your request, eighteen trucks have been prepared."
"Colonel Quinn, with all due respect, if you had parked the ship at Wusongkou, we would have saved a lot of effort."
Quinn curled his lips. Didn't he want to?
The ship's route is fixed, and their ships can only stop here when entering Shanghai. If they could stop anywhere, he would like to stop in the inland river.
How could we stop? Those little Japanese wouldn't have rushed over to check it out loud.
By then, not to mention gold, not even a single golden hair will be left for you...
Quinn didn't argue with the other party on this issue. He just politely asked Hunter to move the trucks over and line them up in order.
The people on the freighter carefully put the boxes filled with gold, silver and cultural relics into the truck one by one.
It took two hours before all the goods were packed.
"Mr. Hunter, I think we need to speed up," Quinn said after looking at his watch. "It will take another two hours from here to Wusongkou."
"I hope to get everything on board before five in the morning..."
Hunter nodded and said, "Don't worry, we have already made arrangements for Wusongkou, and we will definitely finish moving before dawn."
"No one will know that we have an extra shipment of gold on board."
"Davidson, order the convoy to set off."
The convoy loaded with gold and cultural relics drove quickly along the highway towards Wusongkou.
After circling half a circle along the Shanghai city, the car entered the suburbs. At this time, it was already 12:30 in the morning, and there was still an hour to Wusongkou.
"Can you go faster?" The lead vehicle was driven by Davidson himself. As Mr. Hunter's deputy, in addition to planning the itinerary, he was also responsible for leading the way.
In order to better complete the task, he actually drove his truck back and forth on this road twice yesterday.
However, because it was night and visibility was not very good, he drove extra carefully and slower.
"Colonel Quinn, be patient. There is still time. Safety first." Davidson responded while operating the two poles on the train.
However, just as he finished speaking, he suddenly stepped on the brakes hard.
I saw two big rocks appeared in the middle of the road at some point.
"Something's wrong," Quinn pulled out the pistol from his waist and said, "Mr. Davidson, I'll go down and take a look. If there's a problem, you back up and leave immediately."
Davidson also felt that there was something wrong. He had walked this road twice and had never seen such a big rock blocking the middle of the road. For a moment, his hands holding the steering wheel were full of sweat.
Quinn jumped out of the car and waved back. Several soldiers jumped out one after another, and a group of people walked forward cautiously.
"Sir, it looks like it's just a stone." Several soldiers stepped forward to check the delay, and there seemed to be nothing unusual.
"Move it." Quinn frowned and gave an order.
"Yes." The soldier's voice had just fallen when a burst of gunfire rang out, and those soldiers were immediately shot into a hornet's nest.
"Oh no! There's an ambush. Retreat. Retreat." Quinn screamed in fear.
However, the other party had already aimed at the drivers in the cars. As soon as Quinn finished speaking, the cabs of more than ten cars were hit with precise strikes.
In just a moment, all the drivers were killed accurately.
Their purpose is very simple, which is to keep the convoy here.
If we kill all the drivers, no matter how much they resist, they will not be able to take the gold away.
Quinn is the colonel commander of the Philippine Capital Defense Corps and has extremely rich combat experience. He can judge from the enemy's gunshots that these sneak attackers are not ordinary bandits.
Their goals were clear, their marksmanship was superb, and their actions were orderly. They must have been in the army for a long time...
This time we are in big trouble...