Spy Shadow: Command & Conquer

Chapter 1959, The Mentally Ill Patient's Broad Thinking

"report!"

"Commissioner, the Japanese have raised the white flag again!"

Someone came to report.

Zhang Yong had already seen it.

The Japanese invaders seemed genuinely anxious. They raised many white flags.

Previously, there were only one or two sides. Now, there are seven or eight sides. Almost every direction is represented.

If others are described as having red flags waving and crowds of people...

On the Japanese side, white flags are waving and there is a scene of wailing.

but!

Do they really want to surrender?

of course not.

They were just scared. They didn't want to die.

If given the chance to make a comeback, they will continue to do evil.

and so……

"Keep fighting!"

"Don't stop!"

Zhang Yong coldly gave the order.

Yan Shuangying was right. People like that must die.

To show mercy to the enemy is to commit a crime against one's own people. How many Chinese soldiers and civilians have died at their hands?

Even if each of these beasts died a million times, it would not be enough to atone for the pain they have caused to the Chinese people. They must be sent to the eighteenth level of hell to be tormented repeatedly.

"Cao Yiqi!"

"To!"

"Send the order to everyone: No one is allowed to accept the surrender of the Japanese invaders! Annihilate them all!"

"Yes!"

Cao Yiqi left in a hurry.

Anyone who has been tortured by the Japanese invaders would never accept their surrender.

"kill!"

The shouts of killing shook the sky.

This was the last stronghold where various armies were besieging the Japanese invaders.

The remaining Japanese invaders and puppet troops were compressed into an oval-shaped defensive position, approximately one kilometer wide.

Even the smallest caliber 60mm mortar can cover it.

In other words, the Japanese invaders were doomed.

That's what Zhang Yong said.

Jesus……

No, even Amaterasu couldn't save them.

"bang bang bang..."

"Boom boom boom..."

The mortars were fired with their heads down.

Inside the encirclement, there are many gold symbols.

If we accept the surrender of the Japanese invaders, we can certainly plunder all their wealth.

In order to save their lives, the Japanese invaders would definitely hand over their last penny willingly.

but!

Zhang Yong resolutely refused!

Although he was greedy and lustful, he wanted the Japanese invaders dead even more!
"Commissioner!"

Old Shen rushed over.

Zhang Yong tilted his head, glanced at the other person, and said nothing.

Speak your mind, or spit it out.

"Commissioner, allowing the Japanese to lay down their weapons can reduce our casualties."

"You want to give the Japanese invaders a chance to live?"

"The Japanese invaders who committed heinous crimes can be handed over to the laborers for trial. Those who committed the most heinous crimes can be sentenced to death."

"That's too much trouble."

Zhang Yong waved his hand, indicating his disagreement.

I know you Red Party members are right. Treating prisoners of war well is a crucial tool for dismantling the enemy's fighting capacity.

However, I, Zhang Yong, will not accept this.

I intend to kill all the Japanese invaders on the spot. Leave no one alive.

Treating prisoners of war well might be acceptable with others, but absolutely not with the Japanese invaders. They were beasts. Not human.

"Guo Qiyun!"

"To!"

"Clean up the battlefield thoroughly and make sure all enemies are dead!"

"Yes!"

Guo Qiyun, carrying a Mauser pistol, exuded a murderous aura.

He likes orders like those from the Commissioner.

kill!

Kill them all!
We must not be lenient towards the Japanese invaders!
Look at that mass grave over there, piles of white bones, it's like a hellish scene.

Countless laborers died at the hands of the Japanese invaders. With such a deep-seated hatred, how could we possibly let the Japanese live?
Old Shen: ……

Forget it.

The other party is not a member of the organization.

He cannot be restrained by organizational discipline. We can only let him be.

These Japanese invaders and their collaborators were indeed heinous criminals. After the trial, they will likely face the death penalty.

"boom……"

Zhang Yong arranged for more 81mm mortars.

Given the large number of laborers, they will definitely need to be organized into groups after the battle.

All the laborers had special markings on them. They couldn't possibly act alone. It's estimated they were unwilling to join other Nationalist army units.

Either join the Eighth Prince or the Fourth Prince.

They could either form an independent army, entirely composed of laborers themselves.

In that case, it is perfectly fine to arrange more weapons and ammunition now.

"We surrender!"

Panic-stricken cries came from the Japanese positions.

I don't know where the Japanese invaders got those megaphones from. They were quite loud.

"stop fighting!"

"We surrender!"

The sound from the loudspeaker was very clear.

Her voice was trembling with sobs. She was clearly terrified.

Some of the laborers couldn't help but stop their attack, listening intently to the cries of the Japanese invaders.

"Keep fighting!"

"Don't stop!"

Zhang Yong shouted loudly from the side.

Only then did the laborers seem to realize what was happening, and they continued to advance with their guns.

"Boom boom..."

Zhang Yong ordered the mortars to bombard the area.

However, he couldn't determine where the Japanese invaders' loudspeakers were located.

The radar map is not displayed.

There's no way to abort it for now.

As a result, the screams of the Japanese invaders continued to come from the loudspeaker.

"Zhang Yong, we'll give you all the money!"

"We'll give you more beautiful women!"

"I'll give you five hundred beautiful women!"

Zhang Yong: ...

Your uncle!
Do you want me to die young?

Five hundred more!

You think too highly of me!

and many more……

How did the Japanese invaders know it was me?

Could someone have leaked the information?
Oh, the Japanese invaders probably guessed it.

Or perhaps some Japanese invaders outside judged that it was them who had come.

To ignore it.

Five hundred beautiful women? Too much for me! Forget it!
Send me those Tokyo roses, and maybe I can consider it...

By the way, what was the name of that Tokyo Rose again?

I think you said it was quite pretty last time.

It seems that Akiyama Himawari specifically recommended it?
If even Kui Zi thinks it's beautiful, then it must be extremely beautiful...

but!

There is no rush now.

I'll talk about it when I get to Tokyo myself.

After the Japanese surrendered unconditionally, we had nothing we wanted. Heh heh...

"Tattoo..."

The sound of rapid hoofbeats approached.

Du Zhangyuan appeared before Zhang Yong, holding a telegram in his hand.

Looks very anxious.

"Commissioner, an urgent telegram from the General Headquarters forwarded by the Fifth War Zone."

"The General Headquarters?"

Zhang Yong's first thought was that the person was bald.

Ignore the other party.

We're not very familiar with each other right now.

I don't want to talk to you.

Don't come looking for me if you need anything. Get lost!

However, one should not be too obvious in front of subordinates.

He reached out and took the telegram.

I thought something terrible had happened somewhere. Or maybe that idiot Chen Cheng had gotten himself into trouble again.

After reading it, I found out that wasn't the case.

It was the General Headquarters that ordered him to accept the surrender of the Japanese invaders at the Huainan Coal Mine.

They sent men to escort its main leaders to Chongqing.

Tilting his head. He didn't understand.

How did the General Staff find out?
Logically speaking, no one should be sending a telegram!
The Fifth War Zone certainly wouldn't.

Du Zhangyuan would never do that.

How strange.

Could it be that the Japanese invaders sent a telegram demanding surrender?

Seeing that no reinforcements were coming and that he would not accept surrender, he directly asked Chongqing for help.
Although becoming a prisoner of war in Chongqing was disgraceful, at least I could save my life.

The more I think about it, the more wrong it becomes.

Why were the Japanese invaders so afraid of death?

Is there some important person inside?

Like Ryujo Kuroshima?
And you know what? Once I got this idea, I immediately perked up.

No wonder it's often said that intellectually disabled children are more joyful, and mentally ill people have broader perspectives. The Japanese invaders' thinking was very similar to that of mentally ill people.

In order to survive, they might actually have asked Chongqing for help.

No. This matter must be clarified.

Start the 5C communication center.

Access to the command headquarters.

Looking for General Wenbai.

"Commissioner Zhang..."

"General Wenbai, who sent me that telegram just now?"

"I signed it and issued it."

How did you know what happened here?

"It was the Japanese invaders who sent the telegram. They requested to surrender and offer appropriate treatment..."

"I won't agree!"

"The Chairman instructed that the overall situation should be prioritized..."

"Snapped!"

Zhang Yong hung up the phone.

Sure enough, it was a Japanese soldier with a mental illness who went to Chongqing for help.

Made.

That's some really clever reverse thinking.

I never imagined this in my entire life!
And Chongqing's side is equally bizarre. The bald guy actually agreed. He even said it was for the greater good. What a load of rubbish!

kill!

Keep killing!

Today, not a single Japanese soldier will survive!

The bald man agrees to your surrender.

I won't agree.

fry!
Keep bombing!
Turn the ground upside down.

I'm going to scrape the ground three feet deep!

Do not!
Three feet!

The ground will flip over three zhang (approximately 10 meters)!
They're all mentally ill!
I, Zhang Yong, am also sick now.

Since you're sick, you can just ignore everyone else!

Haha!

"bang bang bang..."

"Boom boom boom..."

Keep frying.

Deploy more mortars.

Bomb every corner inside the encirclement.

I'll fucking tell you to send a telegram to Chongqing!
Why don’t you go to heaven?
fry!
fry!
fry!
Blow them all up!

"Shen Zhijian!"

"Charge upwards!"

What are you dawdling about for?

"Still thinking about taking prisoners? I'll tell you one more time, no prisoners!"

Zhang Yong suddenly straightened his face and raised his voice.

Old Shen and his men have such iron discipline! They prefer to capture prisoners alive on the battlefield!

He liked to shout "Surrender and you won't be killed," attempting to undermine the enemy. However, Zhang Yong disliked this.

I don't care how you fight in other places.

However, in front of me, Zhang Yong, don't bother with these troublesome procedures.

Kill them all!

One hundred.

Capturing prisoners would only waste food.

Where are your cannons?

"Are you keeping your mortars for breeding purposes?"

"Give me a blast!"

Zhang Yong shouted loudly at Lao Shen.

Old Shen: ……

Hesitant to speak.

In the end, he waved goodbye and led his troops forward.

There's nothing you can do; Zhang Yong isn't a member of the Red Party organization. Talking to him about battlefield discipline won't work.

Since the other side firmly ordered that no prisoners be taken, they had no choice but to comply.

"Tattoo..."

The fighting continues.

The number of remaining Japanese invaders is decreasing.

"report!"

Du Zhangyuan is here again.

He was holding a large stack of telegrams.

"what's up?"

"Commissioner, these are all plaintext telegrams sent by the Japanese invaders. They are sent on the 95.27 MHz frequency."

"dont see!"

Zhang Yong remained expressionless.

These Japanese invaders are really sick!
Such a strong will to survive!

They used all the escape routes.

Finally, they even thought of the 95.27 MHz frequency. And they sent it in plaintext telegrams.

What the hell.

Are you still Japanese?

Where is your Bushido spirit? Don't you have any dignity?

Either get blown up.

Either commit seppuku (ritual suicide).

Wouldn't it be better to die with dignity?

But all I want is to live!
Do you now realize how precious life is?

Paralyzed!
Think beautiful!
I still stand by what I said—

No way!
Go to hell!
Suddenly I remembered those 120mm mortars, which seemed to have never been used.

These large-caliber mortars are simply too cumbersome. They need to be mounted on vehicles for mobility.

Given the Nationalist Army's transportation capabilities, if they had vehicles, they would definitely have chosen direct-fire artillery rather than mortars.

Therefore, he never had the chance to appear on stage.

There is now.

Make a brief appearance.

Let the Japanese invaders die even more quickly.

The more you don't want to die, the more we want to send you away. Go to the Yasukuni Shrine and drink excrement to reflect on your actions!

"Somebody come!"

"To!"

Soon, six 120mm mortars arrived.

Sure enough, it was a very heavy machine; the barrel required two people to lift. The base was also very heavy.

One cannon requires six men. Six more support personnel are also needed.

But its performance is indeed quite good.

Its maximum range exceeds 5700 meters. The explosive power of the shells is also very strong.

Put it into use immediately.

They set up the cannons right there on the spot.

aim.

emission.

"boom……"

The shells landed within the Japanese encirclement.

Sure enough, the violent explosion suppressed all the other explosions.

Those 60mm and 81mm shells are worlds apart from 120mm shells.

It's at least twice as much.

One shot left a large crater in the ground. All the Japanese soldiers within a 30-meter radius were killed.

Clearly, it is more powerful than a 105mm howitzer.

It is also more powerful than a 107mm rocket.

Because it is a mortar, the requirements for firing are not high, so the warhead has a very large amount of propellant.

"boom……"

Continue launching.

They specifically target areas where the enemy is concentrated.

Sometimes a single shot can kill five or six enemies.

Why aren't there any more?
Because there are not many remaining enemies, and they are quite scattered.

"Tattoo..."

Another cavalry messenger arrived.

What was delivered was still a plaintext telegram from the Japanese invaders.

This time, Zhang Yong had the time to appreciate it slowly, observing the state of the Japanese invaders before their deaths.

"Oh?"

As they looked, their eyes gradually brightened.

In their open-text telegrams, the Japanese invaders desperately promised to give him all their property.

The Huainan coal mine possessed vast assets, worth at least eight million silver dollars, or even tens of millions.

They were willing to hand over all their possessions in exchange for a chance to survive.

I glanced at it and tossed it away casually.

Eight million silver dollars is indeed very tempting. But—

I, Zhang Yong, will not allow it!

Let's continue looking at the other plaintext telegrams. The contents are quite varied.

Aside from some onlookers and unidentified individuals, there were even replies from Japanese invaders. They vehemently denounced the other side as shameless and a disgrace to the Great Japanese Empire.

Because there was no signature, Zhang Yong was unable to determine who the other party was.

It could be the Japanese invaders. Or it could be someone impersonating them, deliberately trying to drive the Japanese invaders to their doom.

It's such a pity. There were no reporters on the front lines.

Otherwise, if these plaintext telegrams were given to reporters and published, they would definitely become the talk of the town!

After thinking for a moment, he picked up the plain text telegram from the ground.

Then he ordered the cavalry messengers to collect all the previous plaintext telegrams.

What if we need it someday?

When will I reappear as the agent of the Poisonous Organs?

They used these plaintext telegrams to harass other Japanese invaders.

Haha!

These are irrefutable pieces of evidence!
Look, even the Great Japanese Empire has cowards!

"boom……"

Keep frying. Don't get distracted.

No matter what happens in the outside world, remain unmoved.

The number of red dots is decreasing. The number of half-red dots is also decreasing. We are starting to enter the final stage.

one hundred……

Fifty……

at last……

There are less than ten red dots left.

He's probably been knocked unconscious by the explosion. But he's not dead yet. He'll die soon.

There are still more than thirty half-red dots left. They must have been blown up and are unable to take care of themselves. It's only a matter of time before they die.

So cool.

Kill them all.

Raise your hands.

This signaled that the artillery fire could cease.

Now, we can go up and clean up the battlefield. We can dig three feet into the ground now.

"on!"

A large group of people advanced, guns in hand.

They assumed there were still remnants of the enemy, so they were very cautious.

In the end, it turned out that there was no such thing.

Those remaining red dots or half-red dots were actually buried under coal ash.

The continuous shelling completely overturned the encirclement. It flipped over again and again. The entire encirclement was pitch black. Almost no one could be seen.

Fortunately, there are radar maps, so we can follow them to find the location.

Dig through the coal ash and find the gold bars inside. They're scattered; you have to dig them out one by one.

wipe……

That's a real waste of time!

I'm really going to be a dirt digger now.

But it's okay.

There are gold bars!

Dig and dig...

Digging and digging in the little garden...

Gold bars were unearthed...

Some had more than a dozen, while others had only one.

Gold bars are the easiest to find because they are marked on the radar map. You can follow the map to locate them.

However, the Japanese invaders' silver dollars were hard to find.

Fortunately, many laborers knew where the Japanese invaders hid their money.

Comparing it to the radar map, they found gold markers inside. So they forcibly pried it open. Sure enough, they found something.

They must have opened the vault in the Japanese-occupied mining area. It was full of valuables.

There are a great many oceans.

They're all in bundles of 50. All are pre-packaged.

Then they were placed on a steel rack, arranged neatly.

Preliminary estimates suggest that the number of oceans should exceed three million.

They're all in cash.

They were all shiny white silver dollars!
very good!
This trip was definitely worthwhile.

I knew that the Japanese soldiers in the mining area must have been rich.

Continue looting.

He has inexhaustible energy.

Dig and dig...

Digging and digging in the little garden...

They also unearthed many Japanese invaders' warehouses. Inside were all sorts of miscellaneous supplies.

Unfortunately, the entire mining area was completely destroyed by the bombing. Buildings where Japanese soldiers had taken refuge were mostly reduced to ruins.

Therefore, most of the items were actually damaged, especially everyday items.

Because the battlefield was in chaos and there were almost no intact Japanese corpses, Zhang Yong did not know which important Japanese figures were in the coal mine.

No one is left alive.

Everyone who knew about it was killed in the bombing.

The laborers were clearly unaware of this high-level intelligence.

it's fine.

As long as all the Japanese invaders are dead, that's fine.

"Cao Yiqi!"

"To!"

"Sent a message on 95.27 MHz frequency. Plain text. Content: I'm done. All the Japanese invaders in the Huainan coal mine are dead. Anyone have any further advice? Welcome to send messages for discussion! Signed Zhang Yong."

"Yes."

Cao Yiqi took careful notes.

He is certainly educated. He attended secondary school.

Drafting telegrams is something you can learn quickly.

issue.

Regardless of.

Continue the search.

Others are also searching.

But what they were searching for was not money.

It's every corner of the mining area, including the deep mine shafts.

Indeed, in some remote mines, there are scattered red dots and half-red dots.

How to do?
Should we send people in to wipe them out?