Spy Shadow: Command & Conquer

Chapter 1936, Nanchang is lost.

Fourth Road.

Next to the New Era Photo Studio.

The Huaizhou Bookstore that was previously closed has reopened.

The difference is that previously it was run by the Military Intelligence Bureau. After the Japanese invaders arrived, it was taken over by the Special Higher Police.

The Shanghai station of the Military Intelligence Bureau during Yang Shanfu's era was almost completely destroyed. This Huaizhou Bookstore was also taken over by the Japanese invaders.

Then it was put to use.

They were trying to use it to lure more anti-Japanese elements into their trap.

But it doesn't seem to have any effect.

After Li Boqi arrived, although he did not achieve any outstanding results, the Japanese invaders also did not capture many members of the Military Intelligence Bureau.

At noon, Zhang Yong arrived at Huaizhou Bookstore with more than a dozen people.

The name hasn't been changed.

The New Era Photo Studio next door is still the same as before.

There were two yellow dots inside. Presumably, it was a liaison station for the underground Communist Party organization. It hadn't been destroyed.

"Chief!"

The spies who arrived first all bowed and greeted him.

Zhang Yong nodded. Then he went into the New Era Photo Studio next door. There he saw the little girl again.

She's grown a bit. But overall, not much has changed. She's looking at them with terrified eyes.

These are Japanese invaders!
They're Japanese devils!
"Sir..."

The photo studio owner cautiously approached.

Zhang Yong kept a straight face, coldly observing his surroundings.

Then waved his hand.

"We're going to meet with a traitor among the anti-Japanese elements nearby. If you leak this information, we'll kill your whole family!"

"Don't dare, don't dare..."

The photo studio owner hurriedly bowed and agreed.

Zhang Yong left three agents there to keep watch. Then he turned and left.

Suddenly it turned back.

But another yellow dot emerged from within.

Zhang Yong glanced back at the other person and knew that the other person must be new.

To be precise, he might be the photographer's superior.

How should I put it? It's purely intuition.

So they changed their minds.

I was sitting inside the photo studio.

Only after the traitor showed himself did he slowly leave.

The two yellow dots stared at each other quietly.

Zhang Yong closed his eyes to rest, patiently waiting.

Not long after, a half-red dot appeared.

The radar map shows a half-red dot, which should be someone arriving from the direction of the train station by rickshaw.

Thoughtful.

Did the other party come to Shanghai by train?

So, when you called earlier, the other party wasn't actually in Shanghai? They rushed over overnight?

It seems that his threat did indeed have an effect.

The other party dared not disobey the "Mei Agency's" demands and had no choice but to show up.

In fact, having taken this step, there's no going back.

However, this half-red dot was very carefully placed.

The rickshaw stopped near Fourth Road. The half-red dot indicated that they were now on foot.

Its repeated pacing around the area suggests it was observing its surroundings to ensure its safety. Otherwise, it would be doomed.

Zhang Yong wasn't in a hurry.

The agreed meeting place was Huaizhou Bookstore.

If the other party doesn't come, we won't wait any longer.

In fact, if it hadn't come, the anti-traitor squads within the Red Party would probably have taken action.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes and stared at the new yellow dot.

"Certificate."

"Yes, yes, yes."

The person with the yellow dot hurriedly took out their good citizen certificate.

Zhang Yong took it, glanced at it, and knew it was a fake document. It must have been made with the help of the fake police station.

However, the counterfeiting techniques are generally mediocre. Experienced people can still tell the difference.

They roughly threw the good citizen certificate back at the other party.

Li Songde.

A very common name.

Their true identity is absolutely top secret.

"What kind of work?"

"Tailor, tailor's work."

"You can make clothes?"

Yes, yes. Yes.

"Come on, make me two suits."

"Sir..."

"did not hear?"

Zhang Yong tossed a handful of Japanese yen to the other party.

rich.

capricious.

The Japanese yen was still quite useful in Japanese-occupied areas.

It was much better than those legal tender or Central Reserve Bank notes. After all, it was the official currency of the Japanese invaders.

Of course, the ocean is the most accessible route. Everyone loves it.

But Zhang Yong couldn't bear to part with it.

Dollars are hard currency. We need to keep them as a reserve.

"If you do a good job, you'll be in charge of making uniforms for our Poison Agency and the Naval Intelligence Section from now on."

"what……"

Li Songde's face immediately fell.

I'm not faking it. I genuinely feel extremely conflicted.

Working for the Japanese invaders could easily lead to misunderstandings and earn you the label of a traitor.

But this is Japanese-occupied territory. If he doesn't agree, who knows what might happen?

He might get killed on the spot, his body lying there.

The Japanese invaders were brutal and their methods were extremely ruthless.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?" Zhang Yong pressed his waist.

"No problem, no problem," Li Songde hurriedly replied. A wise man doesn't fight a losing battle.

The other party was clearly about to pull out a gun. That would be the end of us.

Zhang Yong snorted.

I'm giving you a chance!
If you don't catch it, then there's nothing you can do.

In Japanese-occupied territory, working for the Japanese was the best cover. It offered many advantages.

You're just a lowly tailor; you made a few clothes for the Japanese invaders, but the charge of traitor can't be pinned on you. And you didn't harm any other compatriots fighting against the Japanese.

Li Songde silently picked up all the Japanese yen on the ground.

I found it cost over 500 yen. That's more than enough to make two suits.

For regular suits, making twenty or thirty sets would be enough.

"Sir, what are your requests...?"

"Tailor-made".

"I didn't bring a measuring tape with me..."

"Come find me at the Naval Special Intelligence Section."

"Yes Yes……"

Suddenly, I saw Zhang Yong walking towards the door.

But that half-red dot had already arrived. It was spying from across the street.

Li Songde glanced outside unintentionally, his expression immediately hardened, and then his lips twitched uncontrollably.

Instinctively, he pinched his face hard, hoping to return to normal.

Zhang Yong suddenly turned his head to look at Li Songde.

"what are you doing?"

"I, I, hot flashes, mouth pain..."

Li Songde hurriedly explained.

Zhang Yong then fell silent.

Surprisingly, this Li Songde actually knows that traitor.

Then there's no problem. What a pleasant surprise.

He went out in a grand and imposing manner.

Li Songde looked across the street from behind him, his expression remaining stern.

Zhang Yong was about to wave to the person opposite him to call over the half-red dot when suddenly, a three-wheeled motorcycle sped by.

"Squeak!"

It braked suddenly right in front of Zhang Yong.

Then an officer jumped down.

He's from the Special Higher Police's communications department. A second lieutenant.

"report!"

"what's up?"

"Reporting to Your Excellency, our army has successfully captured Nanchang..."

"what?"

Zhang Yong was taken aback.

Nanchang?

Capture Nanchang?

Are the Nationalist Army really that brave?

and many more……

Then I realized I had messed it up.

My current identity is Da Xiong Zhuang San. I am the head of the Zhen Agency.

The one who came to report to me was the Japanese invaders!
The "our army" that the Japanese invaders referred to was, of course, the Japanese army. Did the Japanese army capture Nanchang?
How can it be……

It's only been a few days...

I hurriedly checked the map of the air force headquarters.

They found nothing. It was all gray and gloomy in Nanchang.

Look closer, and you'll see the markings for a 75mm mountain gun. It's red. It's a 75mm mountain gun used by the Japanese invaders.

wrong……

Incorrect model number.

It's an Italian cannon.

It was not a standard-issue mountain gun used by the Japanese invaders.

However, it turned red, indicating that it had been captured by the Japanese invaders.

frown.

Were the Nationalist Army pigs?
The Italian cannon was captured by the Japanese invaders?

Isn't this the end?

Who could be so stupid as to make such a basic mistake?

silence.

It took a while to return to normal.

"Elaborate."

"Your Excellency, the 18th Division's lightly armed surprise attack has been a success."

Uh……

Zhang Yong remained expressionless.

damn it!
What exactly is going on over there?
Were Chen Cheng and Xue Yue two idiots? How could they have been ambushed by the Japanese invaders?

Your counterattack on Hankou hadn't even begun before Nanchang fell? You were dealt a crushing blow by the Japanese invaders?

"understood."

Zhang Yong returned to normal. He waved his hand.

The Japanese lieutenant drove off quickly in his sidecar motorcycle, leaving behind lingering echoes.

The news came too suddenly, and Zhang Yong needed time to process it.

Something must have gone wrong.

Otherwise, how could Nanchang have been lost?

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a half-red dot sneaking over.

Zhang Yong was instantly enraged.

Mudd!

He strode forward and stopped the traitor.

Without saying a word, he slapped her hard across the face.

I'm in a bad mood.

They vented all their anger on the traitor.

idiot!

Go to hell!

"Snapped!"

The slap completely stunned the traitor.

Every slap was so loud.

His mouth was bleeding from the beating. But he was so frightened by Zhang Yong that he didn't dare to beg for mercy.

"puff!"

Zhang Yong followed up with another kick.

He kicked the traitor to the ground.

Mudd!

I'll kick you to death!
Damn traitor!
"idiot!"

"I've been waiting for you here for ages!"

"Who do you think you are to keep me waiting here in vain!"

"So what if you betrayed three small fry from the Anti-Japanese Alliance? I thought you'd done something great! You idiot!"

Zhang Yong launched into a tirade of curses, all in Chinese. The two yellow dots inside the photo studio, of course, heard it all clearly.

The two men stared at each other, their eyes cold and stern.

Li Songde, in particular, had a deeply furrowed brow.

"Somebody come!"

"exist!"

"Take him back! Lock him in jail! You idiot!"

Zhang Yong roared in a fit of rage.

The traitor immediately panicked.

No.

Why are you arresting me?
I clearly provided the information you needed.
You should reward me...

"Sir, sir, I'm one of us! I'm one of us!"

"Baka! Who said you're one of us..."

"Mister Majesty, Mister Majesty..."

The traitor clung tightly to Zhang Yong's leg.

She burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably.

Zhang Yong: ...

I grass!

You're such a disgrace!
Even if you're a traitor, have some shame, okay?
You were once a member of the Communist Party, after all. Your current disgraceful behavior is a disgrace to the Party!

Looking back at the photo studio, I saw that Li Songde's expression was indeed very complicated.

They probably felt that this traitor was truly shameful.

For them, it was two pieces of bad news in a row.

One problem is that another traitor has emerged within the organization.

One was the fall of Nanchang.

"take away!"

"Tie!"

The Japanese soldiers next to them came up.

They dragged the traitor away like wolves and tigers, and handcuffed him.

Then throw it onto the truck. Tie it tightly with rope.

The traitor tried to shout, but his mouth was immediately stuffed with a rag. It was tightly sealed.

"go back!"

Zhang Yong waved his hand impatiently.

Nanchang has actually been lost. I wonder what the bald guy meant by that.

Who exactly devised the battle plan? Such a huge oversight! From then on, we were completely on the defensive.

It should be understood that after the Japanese invaders occupied Nanchang, they would definitely build fortifications immediately and then hold it to the death.

Given the Japanese invaders' defensive capabilities, even a single division would require the National Revolutionary Army to deploy over 100,000 troops to have any chance of recapturing the city.

Clearly, this would severely impact the counterattack on Hankou.

What an idiot...

Back to the Naval Special Intelligence Section.

Enter the office.

He was the only person in the huge office.

Standing.

Start the 5C communication center.

They wanted to connect to the Ninth Theater Command.

Suddenly, I remembered that Liu Zhi was no longer there.

Who is he looking for?
Looking for Xue Yue?
Looking for Chen Cheng?
Why make a fool of yourself?
This is someone else's business, what does it have to do with you?
They clearly don't want you to interfere. Why are you so eager to ask?
Does this make you, Zhang Yong, seem very capable? Are you just clinging to power?
Sit down slowly.

The 5C communication center was eventually shut down.

"report!"

"Come in!"

"Your Excellency, this is a battle report from the 18th Division of the Nanchang Expeditionary Army to the Expeditionary Army Headquarters. The Expeditionary Army Headquarters forwarded it to us."

"Give me."

Zhang Yong reached out and took it.

They quickly learned what had happened from the battle report.

Xue Yue went to the front line in Yueyang.

As expected, Chen Cheng arrived in Changsha. Then he arranged his troops and formations.

He transferred Xue Yue and Wu Qiwei's troops to the front line in Hankou and ordered Li Mo'an to take over the defense of Nanchang.

As for the 100th Army, which Zhang Yong was in charge of supervising, it had long since withdrawn.

Then, while the National Revolutionary Army was changing garrisons, the Japanese launched a sudden attack. They also dispatched several battalions on a long-distance raid.

The National Revolutionary Army's attention was focused on Hankou, assuming that the Japanese would also concentrate their forces to defend Hankou.

Who could have imagined that the Japanese invaders would retaliate? And with such swift action?

Li Mo'an was completely unprepared. He brought only one division of troops from Nanchang.

They were directly defeated by the Japanese invaders.

The Italian cannons that were to be handed over during the troop rotation were also captured by the Japanese.

then……

He sat down dejectedly.

Try to calm your thoughts.

It's useless to be anxious.

He can't intervene in the battle now.

Others also don't want him to interfere.

Fortunately, he is currently an undercover agent for the Japanese. He can receive battle reports immediately.

If it were the Nationalist army, who knows when we would receive the latest news.

The battle is still raging.

The Nationalist army realized the situation was not right and quickly launched a counterattack.

Wu Qiwei has replaced Li Mo'an as the overall commander of the battle.

He concentrated his original troops, along with Li Mo'an's troops, in an attempt to retake Nanchang.

but……

Zhang Yong felt the chances were slim.

At this time, the individual combat capabilities of the Japanese invaders were still very strong.

Now that they have entered Nanchang and controlled all the defensive positions, the Nationalist army will have to pay a very heavy price to retake it.

Even if Wu Qiwei and Li Mo'an were to shine their lights, it might not be effective.

accurate.

I want to find something to do...

Suddenly, I heard singing coming from outside. Someone was singing.

Mud...

They were Japanese invaders under his command.

They received the "good news" and began to celebrate.

Looking out the window, a group of Japanese soldiers were performing a shamanistic ritual in the open space outside...

depressed……

The Japanese invaders are going to hold another garden party.

This is a genuine park visit. It will definitely boost the morale of the Japanese invaders.

The Japanese invaders initially thought there was no hope in the war in China. However, their sudden and successful raid on Nanchang meant they would definitely continue their westward advance.

It's like being suddenly given an adrenaline shot before you die.

From Nanchang and Hankou, they would bypass Changsha and then capture it. This would allow them to continue pressuring Chongqing.

Before the bald man could even begin his counterattack, the Japanese invaders suddenly grabbed one of his testicles.

All those beautiful dreams will probably come to nothing.

The question now is not whether to continue the attack, but whether we can hold our ground.

Quiet.

Close your eyes and rest your mind.

They could hear the Japanese invaders singing and dancing outside.

Excited footsteps gradually approached.

damn...

It was the Japanese invaders below who came to have a get-together with them.

I guess they want to get me to participate in the park activities. It would seem very awkward if I didn't.

However, if I were to participate, it would definitely be very difficult...

Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed into my mind.

There's work to do.

"Somebody come!"

"exist!"

A group of Japanese invaders poured in from outside.

Everyone was elated, clearly spurred on by the "good news".

"Chief of the department..."

"Everyone, wait a minute. I'm taking you all out for a bit. We'll celebrate when we get back."

"Where to go?"

"Ji Yankun's home."

"Tie!"

Many Japanese soldiers went to make preparations with beaming smiles.

They certainly knew who Ji Yankun was. He was one of the big bosses of the Green Gang in Shanghai.

Very rich.

There is cooperation with the Mei Agency.

He was also a member of the Mei Agency.

The purpose of the head of the organization going to see it this time is self-evident.

"set off!"

"Tie!"

Soon, the convoy set off again.

Five trucks were filled with excited and fanatical Japanese soldiers.

Zhang Yong's expression was stern.

Chen Cheng is an idiot.

Just like that, Nanchang was lost.

If they can't take it back in the end, they probably won't have the face to command battles again.

People should have some self-awareness...

"Breaking news!"

"The locust army has captured Nanchang!"

"Breaking news!"

"The locust army has captured Nanchang!"

I could hear the shouts of newsboys coming from outside.

It seems the news has already spread to the streets. It must have been deliberately released by the Japanese invaders.

The Japanese army, in its current state of disarray, certainly needs a victory to rouse its increasingly demoralized troops.

Unfortunately, some people willingly offered themselves up, giving the Japanese invaders an opportunity.

depressed.

irritable.

But you can't show it.

I had no choice but to vent my anger on a major traitor. I hope he can withstand the torture.

Slow down.

The Ji Mansion is just ahead.

It turned out to be the residence of the notorious traitor Ji Yunqing.

A very impressive residence.

This Ji Yunqing was once a big boss of the Green Gang.

He was roughly on par with Du Yuesheng and Huang Jinrong, and was also very capable.

After the fall of Shanghai, Ji Yunqing defected to the Japanese invaders and served them. He was then assassinated by the Kuomintang's Military Intelligence Bureau on the orders of the bald man.

At the time, Yang Shanfu was in charge of the Shanghai station. The Military Intelligence Bureau sent men to kill Ji Yunqing. Subsequently, they suffered a brutal reprisal from the Japanese invaders. Yang Shanfu ultimately met his tragic end.

The Military Intelligence Bureau continued to suffer fierce retaliation from the Japanese and their puppet regime. Li Shiqun secretly oversaw the operation.

Li Shiqun and Ji Yunqing's disciples naturally wouldn't let go of the Military Intelligence Bureau, leading to the near annihilation of the Military Intelligence Bureau's Shanghai station.

It wasn't until Li Boqi arrived that the Shanghai station of the General Staff was re-established.

However, its strength is far from what it used to be.

parking.

get off.

Upon receiving the news, Ji Yankun hurriedly came out to greet him.

He was Ji Yunqing's younger brother and a key member of the Green Gang. After Ji Yunqing's death, the Mei Agency supported him to take over.

"Your Excellency, Director..." Ji Yankun greeted him with a fawning expression.

"Enough with the nonsense. Prepare one million silver dollars immediately for the celebration." Zhang Yong got straight to the point, his tone cold.

"Sir..."

"Have you received the latest good news? Aren't you going to show your appreciation?"

"Sir..."

Ji Yankun immediately groaned inwardly.