Spy Shadow: Command & Conquer

Chapter 1974: Public Trial of Traitors at Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum

Chongqing. Huangshan Official Residence.

After Lin Wei finished reporting to the Chairman, he slowly walked out.

I'm in a great mood today.

The main reason is that the Chairman is in a very good mood.

The staff at the Huangshan official residence all secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, I can catch my breath.

Previously, the Chairman's face had been terribly gloomy.

Ultimately, it's only the Commissioner who can bring good news!
Lin Wei's report outlined Zhang Yong's general activities in Nanjing. This was based on reports from multiple sources.

This Zhang Shaolong left the Chairman speechless.

Instead of doing anything worthwhile, they went and blocked off the Qinhuai River, picking fights with a bunch of brothel owners and pimps.

Seriously. It's one thing for you to extort some money, but it's another.

Now they're killing the goose that lays the golden eggs.

We must take all the money inside, regardless of whose it is.

This is going to be eradicated!

That was definitely a bit reckless.

I reckon I'll be torn to shreds by those literary figures and poets in the future.

Even Chiang Kai-shek, in the past, turned a blind eye to the Qinhuai River issue, even when promoting the New Life Movement.

Because he also knew that those literary figures were not to be trifled with. They were incredibly adept at labeling people.

Of course, the Chairman was very pleased.

After all, it was the Nationalist army that stormed into Nanjing. And it was once again.

"He's not grown up yet."

"Just messing around."

These are Chiang Kai-shek's exact words. He was disappointed in Chiang's lack of progress.

But Director Lin knew that from now on, the Chairman should be able to sleep soundly at night.

There's no need to take those people's slander seriously.

He's just a child. His abilities are amazing. But a child is still a child.

Getting angry with a child will backfire.

We still need to find a way to win him back. The Chairman can't do without him.

What if this child gets tricked away with a few lollipops? That would be terrible.

"It's true."

"director."

"Call the Military Intelligence Bureau immediately and ask them to help deliver the message. It must arrive before dawn."

"Yes."

"Message content: Please have Commissioner Zhang hold the public trial at Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum."

"Yes."

Liu Zhenzhen agreed.

I thought to myself, this is a real slap in the face to the Japanese invaders!

It was probably Chiang Kai-shek's idea.

If it were at Gulou Square, it would be a typical public trial.

But placing it at the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum would be extraordinary.

The Japanese invaders would probably be so angry they'd vomit blood.

Members of the Wang Jingwei regime would probably be terrified.

You might escape punishment this time at the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum. But what about next time?

This is the second time the Commissioner has entered Jinling.

Do you think there will be a third time?

Each time they went, they used the heads of a group of traitors to pay tribute to Sun Yat-sen's Mausoleum.

If they go a few more times, the Wang Jingwei regime probably won't dare stay in Nanjing anymore. They'll live in constant fear. No one can protect them.

This is the deterrent effect of the Commissioner.

You never know when I'll come, or how I'll arrive.

"Somebody come!"

"To!"

Director Lin continued to call for people.

There are still many things to arrange. All of them revolve around Zhang Yong.

He was causing trouble in Nanjing. But Chiang Kai-shek wouldn't allow it. He had to do something serious. Chiang Kai-shek also needed to give the Japanese invaders a good thrashing.

"The coded telegraph was invented at a frequency of 95.27 MHz."

"Yes."

"The content is to ask the Commissioner to hold a public trial of traitors at Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum."

"Yes."

Soon, a plaintext telegram was sent.

However, it wasn't signed. I was worried it would backfire.

Zhang Yong is still a child! He's still throwing a tantrum. We need to keep coaxing him.

The Chairman is now secretly regretting it, but he can't let go of his last bit of pride. So, he needs some time to process things.

I told you, we're all family, why are you getting emotional?

……

"Oh!"

The Qinhuai River will be sleepless tonight.

The chaotic gunfire continued.

Zhang Yong sealed it off and then scraped the ground three feet deep.

First, arrest all the traitors. If anyone resists arrest, kill them on the spot.

The radar map shows that none of them can escape.

Even if it's hidden in a latrine.

Believe it or not, there really were people hiding in the cesspool.

Use a reed stalk for ventilation, then submerge yourself entirely in the sewage.

The Nationalist soldiers searching the area went over to take a look but found nothing unusual. They then left. It smelled so bad, who could stay long?
Zhang Yong walked over with a stern face.

He threw a grenade directly into the latrine.

"boom……"

"Crash..."

Immediately, excrement was smeared on the walls. The entire latrine was blown up.

The others around were secretly horrified. They thought to themselves that this commissioner had gone mad, not even sparing the latrine.

"It's too cruel..."

"That's too evil..."

This was everyone's thought. They secretly rejoiced that they weren't traitors.

Otherwise, tonight, I'd probably be dead without a burial place.

Those who are caught will be executed tomorrow. They'll also reportedly face a public trial.

It is estimated that some traitors also knew about this news and would rather be beaten to death than be captured alive.

To resist stubbornly.

Never surrender.

Then Zhang Yong personally dealt with him.

Some were killed by rifles.

Some were killed by artillery shells.

"call!"

"boom……"

The rocket roared away.

Some of the traitors hid in sturdy houses.

Ordinary firearms were almost useless against them. So Zhang Yong took out a 40mm rocket launcher.

Want to live?
Next life!

One shot into the soul.

Bury all the targets inside.

Zhang Yong also deployed mortars, bombarding the small boats in the river.

The traitors on the small boat were blown to pieces on the spot.

Some traitors who attempted to escape by diving were also met with artillery fire.

"boom……"

"Crash..."

Several bodies floated to the surface after the explosion.

Zhang Yong gave a slight, cold smile.

Want to run?

Have you asked me?
You were so arrogant before, weren't you? Now you're getting your comeuppance.

"boom……"

Continue long-range bombardment.

The main focus is on precision strikes and targeted elimination.

In short, no matter how traitors hide or evade, they cannot escape radar map displays.

Very satisfied.

Four hundred traitors were killed.

Three hundred traitors were captured alive.

The Qinhuai River is indeed a breeding ground for filth and corruption. It must be thoroughly cleaned up.

"report!"

Cao Yiqi suddenly rushed over.

They said it was someone from the Military Intelligence Bureau requesting an audience. It was the head of the Military Intelligence Bureau's Nanjing station.

"Oh?"

Zhang Yong was somewhat curious.

The Military Intelligence Bureau even had a station in Nanjing? That's impressive!

Being able to establish a foothold in Nanjing is itself a testament to strength.

"Let him come over."

"Yes!"

Soon, people came.

They were strangers, but not entirely strangers.

Zhou Hao. Formerly the head of the Third Section of the General Affairs Department of the Special Service Bureau. He used to be very inconspicuous.

Their main task seemed to be guarding prisoners.

It's rumored that there's a hidden action team behind it all. But Zhang Yong doesn't know if it's true or not.

Looking back now, it's very likely true. Otherwise, Zhou Hao wouldn't have been appointed stationmaster of Jinling Station. He had a heavy responsibility on his shoulders!

"Commissioner!"

"Station Chief Zhou."

"Your Excellency, I have a telegram from the personal staff to forward to you..."

"please."

Zhang Yong wasn't in a hurry.

It's the attendant's room again. What do you want with me?
Are you suggesting I go back now? No way! I'm having so much fun.

So many traitors haven't even been lined up to be executed yet.

Tomorrow we have to make it a big splash.

We need to create some atmosphere.

"Station Chief Zhou, how long have you been in Jinling?"

"Two hundred and seventy-three days."

"You remember it so clearly?"

"Yes."

Zhou Hao answered calmly.

Zhang Yong already understood what the other party meant.

Every day was counted down. We lived one day at a time. Under the noses of the Japanese invaders, even doing nothing was extremely dangerous.

Just like in Shanghai.

There were a lot of Japanese and puppet regime spies in Nanjing.

Although the Meiji Agency, the Special Higher Police, and the 76th Division were all based in Shanghai, there were still many puppet troops in Nanjing!

There were also so many plainclothes squads and secret service teams, all specifically tasked with dealing with anti-Japanese elements. It's fair to say that survival in Nanjing was even more difficult than in Shanghai.

When will the rotation begin?

"After I die."

"Oh."

Zhang Yong then shut up.

For a period of time, this was how the Military Intelligence Bureau arranged its personnel.

The ones in front died, and the ones in the back took their place.

For example, when Yang Shanfu died for his country, Li Boqi took his place.

If Li Boqi also dies for his country, he will be the next one to fill the vacancy.

As long as I'm alive, I'll keep going.

It seems like no one thinks it's wrong.

This is how it is during wartime.

During the eight years of the full-scale War of Resistance against Japan, although the Military Intelligence Bureau committed many atrocities, it also sacrificed a great many lives for the country.

Even Dai Li himself faced danger multiple times and could have lost his life at any moment.

Reach out.

Bring the telegram from the attendant's room.

Glancing sideways.

I thought it was some kind of nonsense again...

After only two glances, I immediately realized that the bald guy had finally made the right decision this time.

I suggest that you hold a public trial for traitors at Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum, and then execute them.

That's a great idea. Excellent.

Why didn’t I think of it before?

A public trial held in Gulou Square is nowhere near as awe-inspiring as the one at Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum.

The two have completely different meanings.

Accept immediately.

"I received it. Thank you."

"Mission accomplished. I'm leaving now."

"it is good."

Zhang Yong nodded and escorted Zhou Hao for a short distance.

The other party is a special person. Try to minimize your public appearances.

Otherwise, if others remember that the other party once appeared in front of Zhang Yong, it will be difficult for them to remain in hiding in the future.

"Yiqi!"

"To!"

"Pass down the order to escort the traitor to Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum."

"Yes."

"Order the other units to assemble at Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum before noon tomorrow."

"Yes."

Zhang Yong gave a series of instructions.

That's a great idea. It got him a little excited.

The Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum is the final resting place of the Father of the Nation. It serves as a perfect opportunity for those traitors to realize the crimes they have committed.

Betray the country.

Betrayal of the nation.

This is how it ends.

This is just the beginning.

When the Japanese invaders surrender unconditionally, even more traitors will be executed.

When the time comes, Zhang Yong will definitely be in charge of this matter. He's the Inspector General, after all. Punishing traitors is his duty.

He can arrest traitors, war criminals, and the like. I doubt anyone would try to take them from him.

They must be severely punished. A massacre is necessary.

No one can escape judgment before Zhang Yong.

happy.

I'll post this on my WeChat Moments first.

Let's provoke the Japanese invaders.

Of course, it also serves to provoke the traitor Wang Jingwei.

Kid, you got lucky this time. Maybe you'll get a chance next time.

"report!"

The communications officer arrived.

He handed Zhang Yong a thick stack of telegrams in plain text.

They were all sent at a frequency of 95.27 MHz. There were a total of twenty of them.

Check it quickly.

It was discovered that everyone supported holding a public trial of traitors at Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum.

I wonder who came up with the suggestion. It seems the bald guy had the same idea. Perhaps the bald guy plagiarized someone else's idea?

In short, the idea was approved by everyone.

Some people even helped to share it for a long time.

They used their own radio to transmit messages on multiple frequencies.

They wish the whole world knew.

"Reply in plain text."

"Yes."

"Content: I, Zhang Yong, accept everyone's suggestions and will hold a public trial of traitors at Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum at noon today. Everyone is welcome to come and watch."

"Yes."

The staff officer quickly finished taking notes.

Zhang Yong glanced at it and felt that the tone wasn't strong enough.

However, given his limited education, he couldn't think of a better way to express it at the moment. So he had no choice but to give up.

Anyway, as long as the meaning is conveyed clearly, that's fine. It's about publicly trying traitors.

Anyone who wants to come is warmly welcome.

Even the Japanese invaders would be acceptable.

Let me check the time. It's already 3 a.m.

It's definitely today. There are still nine hours until the public trial begins.

If the Japanese invaders wanted to take any action, it seemed that only airplanes could handle it. So, would the Japanese invaders actually send out their planes?
I'm really looking forward to it!
I wonder how the Japanese will react once the news gets out?
Leave it alone for now.

Continue the arrests.

I couldn't stand the Qinhuai River all night.

Now, most of the traitors here have been arrested. We can evacuate now.

However, traitors still remain in other places.

So the arrests continued.

what?
tired?
Not tired.

Not tired at all.

They arrested traitors and made money at the same time.

It's all worth it, no matter how hard or tiring it is.

……

"idiot!"

"Too deceiving!"

"That Zhang Yong!"

"Ah ah ah..."

Kenji Doihara finally coughed up a small mouthful of blood.

There was no way I could resist this time.

The stimulation was too severe.

That damned Zhang Yong. He actually pulled this stunt.

They actually want to drag a traitor to Sun Yat-sen's Mausoleum for a public trial. Who exactly instigated this?
Given Zhang Yong's intelligence, he probably wouldn't have imagined such a thing.

Someone must be pulling the strings behind the scenes.

idiot……

That's absolutely vicious.

This move put everyone in the Wang Jingwei regime in a state of panic.

Who would dare to risk their lives for the Japanese after this? What if they were captured and executed at Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum again?

If someone else catches you, you might have a chance to survive.

However, if Zhang Yong catches him, his life will probably be in danger.

"We cannot intervene."

Rensuke Isogai was also in great distress.

This move truly terrified the Wang Jingwei regime.

The key point is that this is Zhang Yong's second visit.

One visit wasn't enough, so they came a second time.

Who knows if there might be a third time?

What if there's a fourth time?

If this happens a few more times, Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum will probably become a large-scale professional execution ground.

hateful.

They want to retaliate.

However, they did not have enough troops.

The few remaining mobile forces were all transferred to Anami Korechika.

Then, Anami Korechika was entangled with the Nationalist army in Bengbu. Escaping was impossible. He was lucky to even withstand the Nationalist army's siege.

Therefore, within ten days, or even half a month, there was basically no army strong enough to threaten Nanjing.

In other words, Zhang Yong could still cause trouble in Nanjing for another ten days or so, and then leave unscathed, leaving the Japanese army with a mess.

pain.

Speechless.

The battlefield in China was a complete quagmire!
Let's head south sooner rather than later and open up a new battlefield. Maybe we can still get some meat there.

Ugh……

……

Eleven o'clock noon.

Zhang Yong appeared at the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum site.

At this moment, some Nationalist troops had already arrived and begun to stand guard.

There's really no need to be on high alert. A simple radar scan would expose all the Japanese invaders and traitors.

Zhang Yong would love for Japanese invaders or traitors to get close so he could arrest another wave.

Look up. The sky is clear and cloudless.

Good weather.

It is suitable for holding a public trial.

The platform had been set up in advance. Behind it stood the majestic Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum.

Who is the presiding judge?
Of course, it's Zhang Yong.