Spy Shadow: Command & Conquer

Chapter 1983, We Chinese are still too kind.

morning.

The sun rises, casting rays of light across the sky.

The sky was clear and cloudless. It was a very fine day.

Perfect for blowing the Japanese invaders' heads off.

Eat and drink enough.

Fully loaded.

Refreshed.

I really want to roll up my sleeves and get to work.

Killing hundreds of Japanese invaders is so satisfying!

Of course, it was He Guoguang who came. More talking and wasting time.

However, she couldn't refuse. After all, she had acknowledged He Guoguang as her teacher. In this day and age, respecting teachers was very important.

He Guoguang was not good at riding horses. He came by car. A truck from the Fifth War Zone.

Only trucks can get here.

Forget about cars. They'll just get stuck in the mud and won't be able to get out.

"teacher."

Zhang Yong stepped forward and greeted him politely.

He Guoguang looked travel-worn and tired. Trucks aren't exactly comfortable to ride in.

The ride was so bumpy, my butt was practically shaking off.

"The Chairman sent me," He Guoguang said bluntly. "Please go back."

He did not hide anything at all.

That's the purpose of this trip. Playing games with words is pointless.

It's pointless to try and trick Zhang Yong into going back. He'll figure it out sooner or later.

At that point, there will be no gratitude between the two, only hatred.

He Guoguang still hopes to maintain this gratitude.

Even if I might fall out of favor with Chiang Kai-shek, it doesn't matter.

He was well aware of Chiang Kai-shek's petty and narrow-minded nature. Difficult to please. Stay away.

"What's the matter that's so urgent?"

"Because the Fifth Theater is now the strongest theater."

"is it?"

"The number of heavy artillery and tanks in the Fifth Theater exceeds that of the Ninth Theater."

"Oh……"

Zhang Yong curled his lip, unconvinced.

What does this have to do with me? It was Bald Head himself who split up the Ninth War Zone.

Six war zones were divided within the nine war zones to house Chen Cheng. Now, it's a complete mess.

Nanchang is lost, Yueyang is lost, and Chen Cheng is back to his cowardly ways.

Thus, the newly established Sixth War Zone was leaderless. It remained without a commander-in-chief.

The bald man wanted to appoint his own people. However, having just suffered a major defeat, he faced strong opposition from the opposition and was unwilling to appoint anyone else.

"I don't want to go back."

"You can propose the Sixth War Zone Commander."

"Replace Gu Zhutong first."

"this is not OK."

"let it go."

Zhang Yong curled his lip again, his expression indifferent.

The bald guy is indeed sticking to the Third War Zone. He's actually eyeing the New Fourth Army.

Gu Zhutong must have secretly deployed many countermeasures. Therefore, the bald man was uneasy about replacing him with a different commander and refused to agree.

He would rather relinquish his command of the Sixth War Zone than replace Gu Zhutong.

The more this was the case, the more Zhang Yong knew that the New Fourth Army was in danger.

Not only was Bald Head resolute in his stance, but the die-hard elements behind him also harbored extreme hatred towards the New Fourth Army.

It seems that people like Dai Jitao harbored a very strong hatred for the Red Party.

These people have never acknowledged the cooperation between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party.

silence.

He handed He Guoguang a large meat bun.

He Guoguang was also hungry. He took it, thanked him, and then began to eat heartily.

"what?"

He was suddenly somewhat surprised.

Then I looked down for a closer look and found that there was plenty of meat filling inside.

It was such a big bun, and a third of it was filled with meat. He had never seen anything like it before.

Even the steamed buns served at grand banquets don't have this much filling. It's extremely rare.

"Special supply?"

"what?"

"Was this made especially for you?"

"No. Everyone eats the same thing. I just grabbed some."

"I do not believe."

He Guoguang shook his head. He spoke frankly.

He had acknowledged Zhang Yong as his disciple, so naturally he wouldn't resort to tricks in front of his disciple.

This is the front line!

Is it possible for everyone to eat meat buns like these?

Such a generous filling?
joke.

Small landlords generally couldn't afford it.

They were large landowners, meaning they only had land during festivals and holidays.

For wealthy families in the city, being able to eat once or twice a month was already considered a very comfortable life.

Soldiers in the Fifth War Zone actually have such benefits?

"I'll take you to see it."

"it is good."

Zhang Yong led He Guoguang forward.

He Guoguang can inspect whatever he wants. Whatever the other party sees is what he gets.

As it turned out, what He Guoguang saw was indeed the soldiers around him all munching on large steamed buns. The fillings were also plentiful.

Shock.

How can it be?

Does the Fifth War Zone have that much meat?
Where did all that white flour come from?
Natural flour is actually a dark yellow color. It needs to be processed repeatedly to turn white.

However, there will be losses during processing. Unless you're wealthy, how could you bear to waste it? Even bran is something many people can't afford.

"Seized?"

"Half yes, half no."

"They finished it all in one meal?"

"If we don't prepare it, the meat will rot. It's only safe if we eat it."

"You guys are really too..."

He Guoguang hesitated, as if to say something but then stopped himself. He wanted to tell them that they were being too extravagant.

Many soldiers in other war zones can't even afford cornbread. And you guys are showing off these huge meat buns here!

This is too much!

If other war zones knew this, they would be green with envy.

If things go wrong, they might complain to the Ministry of Military Affairs.

Zhang Yong smiled but remained silent.

He knew perfectly well that He Guoguang was an intellectual who didn't think much of ordinary soldiers.

In He Guoguang's eyes, ordinary soldiers were just commoners. Being able to be fed with cornbread was enough for them.

That's how it was in the past for the army. Cornbread was considered a very good meal.

Many soldiers couldn't even afford cornbread.

At least cornbread is made of flour! It's not like sweet potatoes or wild vegetables.

"I want more!"

"no problem."

Zhang Yong led He Guoguang directly to the side of the cooks.

The Nationalist Army did not have formal cooking squads. Those who cooked were called "firemen." They didn't wear uniforms. They didn't fight.

It was just cooking. There were no weapons. And the pay was very little.

However, many people are still eager to do it.

why?
Because it's filling!

No one should starve to the point of having to cook, right?

Which chef doesn't sneak a bite?
Even though all the soldiers in the army were starving and emaciated, the cooks were all greasy-faced.

He Guoguang saw a group of cooks busily working. There were also large steamed meat buns nearby. Surprisingly, no one was grabbing them.

There were Nationalist soldiers nearby, but their eyes weren't even on those big meat buns.

Clearly, they were truly full.

Otherwise, even if they don't dare to snatch it, they'll still stare at it and desperately swallow their saliva.

It turned out not to be.

It seems that large meat buns have lost their appeal.

Okay, we can be sure that what Zhang Yong said was absolutely true. Everyone was well-fed.

"Teacher, please go ahead."

"it is good."

He Guoguang picked up a large meat bun.

It's a little hot. I'm blowing on it while eating. I'm wondering why the Chairman is so nervous.

Leaving aside weapons and ammunition, even the soldiers were able to eat large meat buns.

If this continues, it will be unbearable.
Wouldn't the Fifth War Zone be about to fly into space?
If the Guangxi clique's power grows too large, Chiang Kai-shek will definitely have trouble sleeping.

Finally, I'm full.

"boom……"

"boom……"

The sound of continuous cannon fire could be heard.

Although He Guoguang was an intellectual, he still wore a military uniform.

He quickly determined that these were large-caliber artillery pieces. There seemed to be a considerable number of them. They were bombarding the Japanese positions fiercely.

"teacher."

Zhang Yong handed He Guoguang a pair of binoculars.

This is a specially purchased high-end product. It's more advanced than ordinary binoculars. Its performance is superior.

"Thank you!"

He Guoguang took it and held it up to examine it.

Through the telescope, he saw bursts of fire erupting from the Japanese positions.

Judging from the silence, there must have been over a hundred howitzers involved in the shelling.

Moreover, what he could see through the telescope was actually just the tip of the iceberg.

In other words, there are still more howitzers.

"Shaolong, how many heavy artillery pieces does the Fifth War Zone have right now?"

"I do not know."

"How could you not know?"

"I haven't counted."

Zhang Yong spoke the truth. He wasn't just being perfunctory.

He genuinely hadn't calculated it. He just arranged delivery whenever needed.

Intermittently, over and over again, the system doesn't seem to have recorded exactly how many heavy artillery pieces were delivered.

He probably wouldn't bother to calculate it himself.

who cares!
Anyway, as long as we can kill the Japanese invaders, that's all that matters.

"Shaolong..."

"Teacher, go back and tell him to stop being so suspicious all the time. I have no interest in his position."

"You may not know this, but he's not the one who's most worried right now."

"Talk to whoever is worried."

"Others won't believe it."

"Then what's the point of talking about it?"

Zhang Yong was annoyed. He said no more.

I told you I have no ambition. But you don't believe me. What's the point of all this arguing?

Damn it, if it weren't for the Great God of Harmony watching over us, I would have shot you all dead. And shut you all up forever.

"Go back. Nominate Lu Han as Commander-in-Chief of the Sixth War Zone."

"I'm not going back..."

Zhang Yong hesitated, then his eyes lit up.

and many more.

What did He Guoguang say again?

Nominate Lu Han?
He was appointed Commander-in-Chief of the Sixth War Zone?
Wouldn't that be...

She turned to look at He Guoguang.

The other person's expression was calm. They seemed not to have said anything.

"teacher……"

"I'm tired."

He Guoguang did not repeat.

Some things can only be said once.

Zhang Yong: ...

"Somebody come!"

"To!"

"Take Director He to rest!"

"Yes."

"Teacher, once I'm done here, I'll go back with you."

"it is good."

He Guoguang nodded. He went to rest.

Zhang Yong stood there, lost in thought.

Lu Han...

Commander-in-Chief of the Sixth War Zone...

it is good!
The matter is resolved.

Since Gu Zhutong is untouchable, then let's push Lu Han forward.

Lu Han was the second-in-command of the Yunnan Army. Bald Head (Lu Han's nickname) was definitely not happy about it, but he could only grit his teeth and bear it. He had already refused to transfer Gu Zhutong, so he couldn't possibly refuse Lu Han as well.

Otherwise, even if he came in person, it would be useless.

Other factions will not oppose Lu Han's appointment. They will definitely support him.

So, as long as I bring this up myself, the General Staff will definitely agree. Yes, the General Staff will agree.

The appointment was made in the name of the General Staff.

However, you should first greet Long Yun.

Activate the 5C communication center. Directly connect to Wuhuashan.

"Hey……"

"I am Zhang Yong. I am looking for your Commander Long."

"Commissioner, please wait a moment."

The other party quickly transferred the call.

Soon, Long Yun's somewhat weak voice came through.

This Commander Long, whether in appearance, speech, or conduct, does not seem domineering.

It's very strange how he managed to become the top leader of the Yunnan Army.

Perhaps it's a well-planned strategy behind the scenes?

However, he was ultimately outmaneuvered by Du Yuming, indicating that his strategic thinking wasn't particularly outstanding.

Perhaps they let their guard down? Did they think the bald man wouldn't make a move so quickly?

He nearly died as a result. Fortunately, he managed to escape.

"Shaolong..."

"Commander Long."

"Shaolong, calling so early, is there some good news?"

"There's something I need you to consider."

"Go ahead and tell me. I'd be happy to."

"I am prepared to nominate Commander Lu to the General Staff to serve as the Commander-in-Chief of the Sixth War Zone."

"Are you going back to the Ninth War Zone?"

"No. The Sixth War Zone."

"To assign Yueyang to the Sixth War Zone?"

"Correct."

Zhang Yong thought to himself, "Sure enough, the big shots are all very shrewd."

The moment I opened my mouth, the other party knew I was going back. Nominating Lu Han was a condition of the deal with the bald man.

As for including Yueyang in the Sixth War Zone, that was purely incidental.

The former agreed. The latter, naturally, had no reason to refuse.

We've already bought the chicken, so why not buy soy sauce?
"Of course I support it. But, this matter depends on my cousin's own decision."

"Commander Long, should you talk to him, or should I?"

"Let me say it. I'll say it to your face."

"Thank you then. I'll call you again tonight."

"it is good."

Zhang Yong ended the call.

The Yunnan Army was just putting on a show in this matter.

Lu Han's appointment as commander-in-chief of the Sixth War Zone is a good thing for the Yunnan Army.

In Kunming, Long Yun is in charge, along with other members of the Yunnan Army. Lu Han could easily be sent abroad to expand the Yunnan Army's influence.

The commander-in-chief of a war zone is undoubtedly the highest-ranking regional official.

If it weren't for this special situation, Lu Han would never have been chosen.

Get your mind back.

Not in a hurry.

Now, let's continue killing the Japanese invaders!
What did He Guoguang just say? He asked how many heavy artillery pieces he had.

I genuinely didn't know.

But it doesn't matter. Order all heavy artillery to fire.

Previously, they fired two shells per minute; now the order has been changed to full firepower.

"Somebody come!"

"To!"

"Order all artillery pieces around Bengbu to open fire intensively on the Japanese positions!"

"Yes!"

"Now that you've eaten and drunk your fill, get your strength up!"

"Yes!"

Soon, the order was given.

All artillery pieces are designed to increase their rate of fire.

155mm howitzer...

105mm heavy cannon...

88mm anti-aircraft gun...

75mm Italian guns, howitzers...

"boom……"

"boom……"

Various explosions covered the entire Japanese position.

Through the binoculars, it was clear that the Japanese positions were in turmoil. Explosions and flames were everywhere.

It's a pity, we were just a little short. We didn't get the original 107mm rocket launcher.

Otherwise, the Japanese positions would be even more chaotic.

"what happened?"

"Preparing for the final assault?"

He Guoguang, who had just lain down, heard the sound of cannon fire.

Suddenly, I was wide awake. I hurriedly got up, went outside, and picked up my binoculars.

Good heavens, it's a massive barrage of artillery fire!
All I could see was firelight.

Since taking charge of central Sichuan, He Guoguang has not visited the front lines.

He learned about the situation at the front from battle reports. These reports were a mix of truth and falsehood, and he couldn't grasp the full picture.

However, He Guoguang was still aware of the Nationalist Army's heavy weapons.

Especially the 22nd Group Army.

Because the 22nd Group Army itself is a Sichuan Army!

He Guoguang was in charge of the reorganization before. When they left Sichuan, they didn't have any field artillery at all.

There were only a dozen or so mortars. And they were the old ones.

As a result, when he arrived in the Second World War zone, he was looked down upon in every way. Yan Xishan even called him a beggar.

To put it bluntly, the Eighth Route Army that had just been reorganized was better equipped than the Sichuan Army.

but now……

What did he see?
They're all 155mm heavy artillery!
They're all 105mm heavy cannons!
As an intellectual, He Guoguang knew that the longer the cannon barrel, the rarer it was.

and many more!

What else did he see?
God!

He also saw tanks!
There seem to be more than a dozen vehicles. They are providing cover for the infantry's assault.

"Shaolong..."

"Teacher, what's your question?"

Where did the tanks come from?

"The French eliminated it."

"A Frenchman? How did you manage to get him?"

"Sicilians".

Zhang Yong can lie without batting an eye now.

Sometimes, I even started to believe it myself. That I was a Sicilian.

what!
There is no proof!

Go ask the Sicilians!
The Sicilians will certainly not admit it, because they definitely didn't do it.

Then you come back and ask me, and the Sicilians say they didn't do it.

I told you you're silly. How could a Sicilian possibly admit to something like this? Right? Haha. In the end, there's no solution.

"Uh……"

He Guoguang found it unbelievable.

Why is everything about Sicilians? Do they have that much power?

However, now is not the time to ask further questions.

He didn't bother to ask any further questions.

Changing the subject: "Is this the start of a full-scale offensive?"

“No,” Zhang Yong shook his head. “It’s about intensifying the offensive and trying to force the Japanese invaders out.”

He paused for a moment, then briefly explained the situation of "three out of three".

He Guoguang seemed to be deep in thought.

If that's the case, the war will probably end soon.

In other words, Zhang Yong should be returning to the Ninth War Zone soon.

What the Chairman is most anxious about now is getting Zhang Yong out of the Fifth War Zone as soon as possible. Otherwise, as long as he's there, the Fifth War Zone will become stronger.

"report!"

Suddenly, a colonel rode up in a hurry.

Zhang Yong recognized the man. He was Sun Zhen's adjutant.

"Reporting to the Commissioner, we have captured a Japanese colonel and more than thirty other Japanese soldiers."

"it is good."

"The Commander-in-Chief requests instructions on how to proceed."

"What is the situation with the Japanese invaders?"

"I'm quite indignant."

"I gonna go see."

Zhang Yong's face immediately darkened.

Got caught?
Not convinced?
It seems we Chinese are still too kind.

Although Zhang Yong repeatedly said he didn't want Japanese prisoners of war, some people still made an exception for him.

Some officers and soldiers are indeed born with a kind heart.

But being too kind can be a disadvantage.

Ugh……

"Teacher, shall we go take a look together?"

"it is good."

The two then set off.

Soon, they arrived at the prisoner-of-war camp at the back.

There were more than fifty Japanese prisoners of war held here.

Most of them were injured. But some were completely unharmed.

One of them was a Japanese colonel. He wasn't injured, at least not externally. He just sat there dumbfounded on the ground.

His eyes were lifeless, his expression blank. He seemed to be questioning the meaning of life.

They probably never expected things to turn out this way. They were defeated. They were captured.

However, it showed no intention of continuing to resist. It simply sat there numbly.

The ones who wanted to resist were a dozen or so Japanese soldiers standing nearby.

His hands were tied behind his back, but his eyes were fierce, and he had a defiant look on his face.

"Untie the ropes."

"Yes."

Untie the ropes used by the Japanese invaders.

The group of Japanese soldiers immediately rushed forward, howling loudly.

Zhang Yong took out two Thompson submachine guns and pulled the triggers.

They are all loaded with 100-round drum magazines.

"Tattoo..."

"Tattoo..."

They were all smashed into a hornet's nest.

Each Japanese soldier had at least ten bullet holes in his body.

captive?

Not convinced?
Then see them out!

They are all Yasukuni Shrines.

The Chinese people who arrested you are indeed too kind.

We gave you a way to survive, and you're still not satisfied?
Then I'll help you correct it!

"Tattoo..."

"Tattoo..."

Shot both drums until they are completely empty.

Then shout:
"Go on the bayonet!"

"go with!"

"Stab each corpse ten times!"

"Made!"

The surrounding Nationalist soldiers quickly fixed bayonets and charged forward.

He stabbed the Japanese invaders' corpses indiscriminately.

Zhang Yong glanced sideways at the other Japanese invaders, a cold smile playing on his lips.

The Japanese soldiers all obediently lowered their heads, indicating that they had no intention of resisting.

They are indeed very ferocious.

However, they are also afraid of those who are more ferocious than themselves.

Bullying the weak and fearing the strong has always been the way.

When you are weak, you dare to use the excuse of a missing soldier to brazenly provoke trouble.

When you become powerful, even if a division commander dies inexplicably, quickly explain that it has nothing to do with you. Don't let anyone misunderstand.

silence.

Dead silence.

a long time.

Zhang Yong put the Thompson submachine gun away.

well.

no more chance.

Now, continue the attack!
Keep smashing Anami Korechika's head!
[To be continued]

(End of this chapter)