Spy Shadow: Command & Conquer

Chapter 1973, I am irreconcilably opposed to gambling and drugs.

Tokyo. The headquarters of the Japanese invaders.

Army Minister Hideki Tojo and Chief of the General Staff Gen Sugiyama sat facing each other.

Both of them looked very unwell.

public trial……

idiot!

It's so deceiving!

You killed him, fine. But you had to make it known to the whole world.

Doesn't this declare to everyone that the Japanese army is completely incapable of protecting the safety of those who surrender?

Those who surrendered were not only arrested, but also put on a public trial.

So abominable.

idiot!

Must take revenge!

We must take severe revenge.

It has to be Zhang Yong's version that's good.

So, the question is, who has a way to kill Zhang Yong?
Forget it, that goal is too difficult. Let's focus on recapturing Nanjing first. At least force Zhang Yong to leave.

It would be even better if we could encircle Nanjing.

"Insufficient manpower."

Sugiyama expressed his opinion reluctantly.

Currently, most of the elite Japanese troops are organized into the Southern Army.

The Southern Army's first objective was to control French Indochina. Now was the best opportunity.

The latest news is that the British Royal Navy attacked the French Navy, causing heavy casualties. The two sides have completely broken ties.

The Vichy government, which had initially attempted neutrality, had now completely sided with Germany. Consequently, it began to tacitly accept some of the Japanese demands.

For example, in the Far East, they cooperated with the Japanese to jointly fight against the British.

Indeed, tracing back five hundred years, England and France were the true enemies. They were constantly at odds.

The Japanese could enter French Indochina under the pretext of protecting the French, and then use it as their starting point.

Starting from Vietnam, sweeping westward, one could control a large area.

This region has abundant grain production, which can greatly alleviate the food pressure on the Japanese army.

Moving south along Malaysia, they could also attack places like Singapore.

Completely annihilate the British Far East army.

Therefore, the Southern Army cannot be moved. In fact, it needs to be reinforced.

The North China Area Army is now very weak and can only maintain its current position for the time being; it cannot be moved.

The Japanese troops in Central China are all "surrounded." Anqing has not yet been recaptured. Therefore, even if they wanted to move, they couldn't. They need to be rescued as soon as possible.

That idiot Anami Korechika thought he could turn the tide. Now he's stuck in Bengbu, unable to move, and facing a bitter struggle.

Although they haven't lost yet, they have no chance of winning.

How to do?
"Please have Yoshijiro Umezu come here!"

"No need. You can just send a telegram. He will comply."

"Alright. We'll transfer them from the Kwantung Army."

The two discussed and agreed on the plan.

They're birds of a feather.

Fortunately, they replaced him with an obedient commander of the Kwantung Army early on.

The Kwantung Army of today is no longer as unruly as it used to be. The higher-ups no longer dare to act first and report later.

There may occasionally be one or two divisions with ambitions, but they are no longer a concern.

Therefore, some divisions can be transferred from the Kanto region.

However, there is still a very thorny issue: the commander and chief of staff of the expeditionary force have not yet been determined.

“We can let Seishiro Itagaki redeem himself through meritorious service,” Gen Sugiyama suggested slowly.

Actually, Itagaki and Tojo didn't have a good relationship.

However, he did not object. This was tantamount to acquiescing.

Anyway, it doesn't matter who goes to clean up that mess.

It's not exactly a hot commodity.

"Let Seishiro Itagaki serve as chief of staff."

"can."

"Commander, please let Hata Shunroku come back to the post!"

"can."

Sugiyama Gen did not object.

Actually, he didn't have a good candidate either.

Basically, everyone who could play has already played.

It seems the situation hasn't improved.

They're all just there to get beaten up.

The only one missing was Koiso Kuniaki. Koiso himself wasn't interested. Actually, he was protecting his reputation.

I'm worried that if I went to that quagmire of the Chinese battlefield, I'd be exposed for who I really am. Where is there a better place than the leisurely life on the peninsula?

Then there's no way.

Looking around, I think Hata Shunroku did a pretty good job.

At least it's not the worst. Others are worse.

Even Count Terauchi Hisaichi was covered in dust and grime. He really only looked good because of the contrast with his peers!

Thus a resolution was formed. Then it was submitted to the Heavenly Locust for approval.

The locusts had no objections.

It was utterly fed up with this quagmire of China.

I want to win but can't. I'm unwilling to admit defeat. I can only drag this out every day. I'll be worn down sooner or later.

Therefore, the order was issued.

Hata Shunroku returned to serve as commander of the expeditionary army.
Seishiro Itagaki, having redeemed himself through meritorious service, was appointed as chief of staff.

The two men felt no joy upon hearing the news, because they both knew very well that this position was not easy.

Recapture of Nanjing should not be too difficult.

I estimate that Zhang Yong will leave on his own after staying for a while.

But Anqing...

It will definitely be a bloody battle. There will be a price to pay.

It all depends on how many divisions the Kwantung Army can spare. If it's less than five, it's all for nothing.

The person most hurt by this incident is Yoshijiro Umezu.

There was also the Kwantung Army under his command.

Another blood transfusion is needed.

He drained all his blood.

If five more divisions were transferred, the Kwantung Army would be an empty shell.

Although many new divisions were added later, they were all rookie divisions.

There were no heavy weapons. They were all new recruits. Veterans made up less than 10%. Relying on them to fight was less effective than Yoshijiro Umezu personally wielding his sword in battle.

But what could Yoshijiro Umezu do?

This is an order from headquarters. It must be carried out.

All I can do is silently resent it...

"idiot……"

"Open the door..."

"Private First Class..."

……

Nanjing. The Qinhuai River.

The past events of the Six Dynasties are like flowing water, but the cold smoke and withered grass remain green.

Zhang Yong tilted his head, looking at the couplets on either side of the gate. He had absolutely no recollection of them. Had Wang Anshi written them?

Damn science students...

They don't know how to make glass. They don't know how to make gunpowder...

I don't know how to make soap. I don't know how to purify salt...

Poetry, lyrics, songs, and prose...

Music, chess, calligraphy, painting...

I just remember the goose, the goose, the goose, its neck arched towards the sky, singing...

Luckily, my persona isn't that of a talented scholar. Otherwise, I would definitely have been exposed. What a useless transmigrator!

"Commissioner!"

A large group of beautiful women swarmed around them.

After the Japanese invaders occupied Nanjing, the Qinhuai River seemed to become even more prosperous.

Literati and poets, for example, expressed their hedonistic lifestyle even more vividly. And so did those traitors.

Indeed, in a distorted society, brothels are always teeming with people.

Even with the sounds of gunfire outside, customers continued to flock to the restaurant.

"They're fucking rich..."

"Today, I'm going to crack down on prostitution! I'm mortal enemies with gambling and drugs!"

Zhang Yong harbored resentment inwardly.

The notorious traitor wasn't caught. All they can do now is make money.

Perfect! Let's arrest all the philanderers on the Qinhuai River and then torture them severely.

Even stones can be used to extract oil.

Then tomorrow they'll take them to Gulou Square for a public trial.

If you come and go from here, don't tell me you're a good person.

"Your Excellency..."

A beautiful woman is in his arms, her soft skin warm and fragrant.

Unfortunately, Zhang Yong pushed him away. He staggered and almost fell.

It's such a pity.

Looking at each other.

"Commissioner, what are you doing? You're hurting me..."

"Excuse me, I'm here to make money today."

"Commissioner, you..."

"Everyone stand still!"

Zhang Yong stood tall and straight, his words righteous and stern.

Today, I am irreconcilably opposed to prostitution, gambling, and drugs! This time, prostitution is included.

扫！
It must be cleaned thoroughly.

They took every single coin from the pockets of everyone inside.

"Huang Tianlai!"

"To!"

“Block the Qinhuai River.”

"what?"

Huang Tianlai was taken aback.

blockade?

How to blockade?

The Qinhuai River is so long, and there are so many people...

There were so many girls and brothel madams. The air was thick with the smell of cosmetics.

There are still so many pleasure boats on the Qinhuai River. How can they be sealed off?

Jump into the water? I can't swim...

"Surround them all!"

"what?"

Huang Tianlai was taken aback.

Surround them completely? We don't have enough manpower!

How could such a large place with more than 400 people possibly manage that?

Zhang Yong: ...

Never mind. Call someone.

What he has no shortage of right now is people.

Thirty to forty thousand people have already poured into Nanjing. And they have taken off their Japanese military uniforms.

"Somebody come!"

"To!"

"Call over the nearby troops."

"Yes!"

Soon, nearby troops began to assemble.

Upon inquiry, it was learned that he was a subordinate of Yu Xuezhong from the Su-Lu war zone, and was out fighting as a guerrilla.

There aren't many people. Only five hundred. But that's enough.

The key point is that they had all changed into Nationalist army uniforms. Brand new. Very smart.

"Where did you get your military uniforms?"

"Japanese invaders' warehouse".

"Any more?"

Yes. Plenty.

"is it?"

Zhang Yong then ordered the Independent Battalion to change their clothes as well.

Now I can wear my National Revolutionary Army uniform again. I never expected the Japanese invaders to have prepared National Revolutionary Army uniforms in Nanjing.

It's unclear whether it was seized or obtained through other channels.

Anyway, it now belongs to me, Zhang Yong.

So an order was issued that all troops entering Nanjing should change back into Nationalist Army uniforms.

Of course, this is based on the principle of voluntariness.

If anyone doesn't want to change, they can continue wearing casual clothes.

Zhang Yong himself also changed back into his Zhongshan suit.

Scavenged from the Presidential Palace. Excellent quality.

They suspected it was the work of a traitor like Wang Jingwei, but Zhang Yong didn't mind. The clothes themselves weren't guilty.

The main reason is that the quality is excellent. After all, he was the top figure in the Wang Jingwei regime. Clothes make the man. He certainly couldn't be cheap!

Soon, everything was ready.

Then, the Qinhuai River was officially sealed off.

"Commissioner..."

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. This was the first time they had encountered something like this.

The main problem is that these kinds of brothels are really persistent and annoying.

If you accidentally get hooked on it, it's very difficult to get rid of. Those brothel owners and actors are shameless.

They're capable of doing things like taking off their clothes on the spot.

From the Xinhai Revolution to the present, it seems that no one has been able to handle it.

If you resort to violence, you never know how you'll be judged.

And those troublemakers will take to the newspapers to ridicule and criticize you, ruining your reputation.

They say you're all bark and no bite, that you can't beat anyone and can only target brothels.

Most people would avoid it like the plague.

"What are you doing standing still?"

"action!"

"It was Zhang Yong who gave the order!"

"If you're going to criticize someone, criticize me!"

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

He has no shame. He doesn't care about his reputation.

He crushed so many Japanese invaders. Couldn't he handle a brothel?
joke!

I am mortal with gambling and drugs!

"Yes!"

The group then began to take action.

Groups of people marched into the banks of the Qinhuai River.

"Step aside!"

The loud shouting was a real eyesore.

Instantly, the once bustling Qinhuai River was thrown into chaos.

Those who hadn't yet taken action, or those who had already started, were all alarmed.

"What are you doing?"

A madam came up and started making a scene, trying to stop them.

They're tough as nails. They're fearless. Ordinary people simply can't handle them.

But Zhang Yong was no ordinary person.

He carried a black leather whip and lashed out as he went.

What romantic and talented scholar?
That doesn't exist. He's a robber now.

"Snapped!"

Anyone who throws a tantrum will get a good beating right away.

They beat him so badly his skin was torn open, and he was covered in blood. If you didn't want to die, you'd better run away quickly. Otherwise, you really would die.

Some of the madams were reckless and really went all out. They were beaten unconscious.

He didn't die, but he's basically crippled.

Then some pimps or other sycophants came up and acted arrogantly, and they were beaten to death with a single whip.

The commissioner is incredibly strong. With just a little force, his leather whip becomes a terrifying weapon, capable of shattering bones.

what?
Disregarding human life?

Correct!
He is Zhang Yong.

He doesn't care about his reputation.

If the other party is courting death, then so be it. Even the King of Hell wouldn't dare send him to hell.

If Zhang Yong were to go to hell, he'd take over the position of Yama, the King of Hell. There are no peace gods in hell. He can do whatever he wants.

"Hit someone!"

"The commissioner is hitting someone!"

There was a great deal of wailing and lamentation.

Crying, making a scene, threatening suicide—all sorts of dramas unfold here.

Other items, such as undergarments and gauze robes, were thrown at Zhang Yong, who easily deflected them.

He carried a jujube wood stick in his left hand and a black leather whip in his right. He walked in coldly.

Suddenly, he put his things away and took out a Garand semi-automatic rifle.

"Oh!"

He raised his hand and fired two shots.

In the distance, two half-red dots in the crowd died instantly.

Ha, you damned traitor!
Did they think they would be safe once they hid by the Qinhuai River?
dream!

"Oh!"

Two more shots.

Two more hidden traitors were killed.

"Killing!"

Immediately, everyone panicked.

They hurriedly hid inside the house and dared not come out again.

Now they finally realized that this commissioner wasn't joking. He was serious.

He really does kill.

He doesn't care at all what you say behind your back.

Today, anyone who doesn't cooperate will definitely lose their life on the spot.

"what happened?"

Other Nationalist troops nearby heard the gunfire and rushed to provide reinforcements.

Upon learning that the Commissioner wanted to blockade the Qinhuai River, they assumed that the Commissioner was going to plunder all the Japanese invaders and traitors inside.

So they all joined in on their own, completely surrounding the Qinhuai River.

Some people even boarded the boat and went all the way to the middle of the river to intercept them.

Unbeknownst to them, a net of heaven and earth had been laid.

"Oh!"

Then came the intermittent gunfire.

Those killed were all half-red dots. Bullets even penetrated windows and hit.

"Ding!"

The leak snapped out.

So I replaced the leak clamp.

Press it in forcefully.

Keep going.

"Ashore!"

He shouted at the painted boats on the Qinhuai River.

The pleasure boats, still shaken, hurriedly docked.

Whether they were ordinary girls or top courtesans, they were all anxious and cautious, fearing bad luck.

The commissioner seems to have gone mad, taking his anger out on the Qinhuai River.

Does he have nothing else to do?

You're insane...

Zhang Yong arrived in front of Meixiang Tower.

A group of Nationalist soldiers rushed in and occupied every corner inside.

"Everyone, come out!"

"Stand at attention in the lobby!"

Zhang Yong coldly gave the order, then swept across the entire field.

One by one, white dots appeared from the vicinity. There were women and men. They were all extremely terrified.

However, the radar map showed that there were several white dots, red dots, or half-red dots hiding and not appearing in the lobby.

"All come out!"

"Otherwise, shoot to death!"

Zhang Yong raised his voice.

He brought his own megaphone. His voice was very loud.

As a result, the white dots, red dots, and half-red dots still did not move.

Clearly, these people are determined to remain hidden.

Okay, then I won't stand on ceremony.

"follow me!"

"Yes!"

Zhang Yong immediately led his men to search for it.

Find the first red dot. It's hidden in a secret compartment inside the room.

Hehe, this room is a bit special. There are hidden compartments inside. But a scan of the radar map will expose them.

He raised the muzzle of his gun.

"Oh!"

He fired two shots at the hidden compartment.

The red dot disappeared. He was clearly killed on the spot.

He waved his hand, signaling someone to pry open the hidden compartment and drag the body out.

search.

Some valuables were discovered.

There were Japanese yen, silver dollars, and some US dollars, British pounds, and so on.

It seems this red dot has an identity. Otherwise, it wouldn't be hiding in this secret compartment. Meixiang Tower must have been paid by them.

well.

"Drag the body into the hall."

"Yes!"

Instructions given. Continue the search.

Find the white dot nearby. It's hidden under the bed.

After shouting twice, the other person crawled out tremblingly, and was then given a severe beating.

Click!

Both of his legs were broken.

This is the price of refusing to cooperate.

"Crash!"

A bucket of cold water was poured on him, followed by a brief interrogation.

They learned that the other party was a lone thief who had come to Nanjing to take advantage of the chaos.

Taking advantage of the chaos, this guy robbed and looted, indeed making a considerable amount of money. He also took the lives of several innocent people.

Damn it, you scum!
There must be a price to pay. You'll be involved in tomorrow's public trial.

"Crack!"

Take out a pair of handcuffs and cuff the other person.

These handcuffs were produced by the system and only Zhang Yong can open them.

"take away!"

"Public trial tomorrow!"

He waved his hand and ordered the man to be dragged to the hall.

The lone thief tried to struggle, but was beaten again and finally calmed down.

"Oh!"

Zhang Yong fired repeatedly.

Shoot down one red dot. Shoot down one and a half red dots.

There's no time to waste on words. Let's just clear things out.