Spy Shadow: Command & Conquer

Chapter 2003, Cleanup

Start the 5C communication center.

Connect to the main switchboard of the poison-making agency.

He ordered Kitaoka Kazuki to immediately take his men by train to Nanjing, saying it was an urgent mission.

We agreed to meet at Xinghe Restaurant near the train station.

"Tie!"

Kitaoka Kazuki quickly agreed.

Then they assembled the team and set off.

Zhang Yong hung up the phone and then went to sleep peacefully.

He teleported there once the people from the Poisonous Organs had almost arrived in Jinling, making it easier to carry out his plan.

It seems that he was still going to Nanjing for the first time as a wandering scholar from Wakayama.

We've squeezed enough money out of Shanghai; it's time to move on.

The headquarters of the Japanese Expeditionary Army was in Nanjing. The Wang Jingwei regime was also there. It seemed like there was a lot of money to be made from them.

Fall asleep.

wake.

I checked the time. Seven hours had passed.

Not bad. That's good enough. I feel refreshed. I went out for a walk and then came back.

"Commissioner".

Zhou Zhirou arrived, her face beaming with smiles.

Zhang Yong nodded and asked him to sit down.

"Commander-in-Chief Zhou, when did those American Marines arrive?"

"A week ago."

"Where did you come from?"

"India."

"Flew over?"

"Yes. It flew in from India."

"is it?"

Zhang Yong was somewhat curious.

Has the Hump air route already been established?
wrong.

I was wrong.

The Hump airlift was a temporary, unofficial route.

Currently, there are regular air routes from India to Kunming. DC-3 transport aircraft can fly directly there.

The flight from Delhi to Kunming is approximately 2400 kilometers. Direct flights are available.

However, there should be an airport transfer in between. You can refuel there. But Zhang Yong doesn't know the exact location.

Air traffic control maps require close proximity to airports to be properly marked.

If he has time, he can fly from Kunming and mark all the airports along the route.

If using P-38 fighters or P-108 bombers, there is no need to stop in between.

Technology has changed life.

Technology changes warfare.

War, in turn, forces technological upgrades.

During wartime, science and technology develop rapidly.

When it comes to cutting-edge technology, the United States is actually not as advanced as Germany. However, the range of technologies is so comprehensive, and the production volume is so large.

German aircraft are known for their high performance. They even have jet aircraft.

But the United States has far more planes. Several times more, even ten times more. How can you possibly fight them?
Especially in the later stages, large groups of P-51 Mustangs would often gang up on German jet fighters, routing them completely.

No matter how advanced a weapon is, it will be difficult to achieve its intended effect without a certain quantity.

Even with atomic bombs, you need to drop two to be effective.

"Is something wrong?"

"No……"

"Commander-in-Chief Zhou, are you being too polite with me?"

"This one……"

"Speak. As long as it's not treason or defection, I can forgive you."

"Actually, well, Commissioner, I'd like to open a new air route from Kunming to Delhi, so our people can fly there from time to time..."

"What exactly is it used for?"

"This one……"

"If there's any benefit, share some with me."

"of course."

"What exactly does it do?"

"It's just about bringing in some imported goods. You know, foreign products are always in high demand..."

"That's right."

"Really?"

"Remember to share some of the benefits with me."

"Of course!"

"Also, don't tell the Chairman or his wife, it's just an internal matter for our Air Force."

"understand."

Zhou Zhirou immediately beamed with joy. Her mouth was practically crooked from smiling.

Next time something like this happens, you should take the initiative to go to Zhang Yong! I knew Zhang Yong would agree.

Not only did they agree, but they also actively participated. Then there's no problem.

Within the Nationalist Air Force, the only person whose secrets couldn't be kept was Zhang Yong. He was far too resourceful.

Everyone else, including the Chairman and his wife, can be kept in the dark.

They're not professionals. They don't understand.

Making money is nothing to be ashamed of. Who wouldn't want to?
Now, land and water transportation with Britain and the United States is almost completely cut off.

Imported goods from Britain and America, especially high-quality items, were extremely difficult to import. This led to scarcity and exorbitant profits.

If the Nationalist Air Force could use its own aircraft to transport goods directly from abroad and then sell them, it would essentially monopolize the market. The profits would be unimaginable.

Thinking about this, Zhou Zhirou was eager to try it out and couldn't wait to take action.

"Commander-in-Chief Zhou, I have a suggestion."

"Say, you say."

"We can't just focus on India; we can also fly directly to Manila."

"Manila?"

"Yes. Manila is closer. There are more supplies there."

“I know. But getting to Manila requires flying over Japanese-occupied territory. What if something unexpected happens…”

"Before takeoff, send me a telegram in special plain text, and I will guide the plane to avoid Japanese fighter planes. I guarantee a smooth transaction."

"that would be great!"

Zhou Zhirou was overjoyed. She was eager to get started.

Launching two routes simultaneously will definitely secure a large volume of cargo.

This way, they won't be able to get their prices deliberately raised in India and their profits cut. If one door closes, another opens.

"I have a business partner in Manila..."

"Who?"

"It's called Ai Ye? I think it's Liao Panxi's aunt?"

“Then I will send someone to contact her immediately.”

"it is good."

"Once Nanning Airport is completed, it can be used for emergency landings in case of an emergency."

"Good, good, good."

Zhou Zhirou was even happier. The commissioner was very actively involved in this matter.

This proves there's absolutely no risk involved. Even if the Chairman and his wife find out, it's fine. What's wrong with the Commissioner helping us earn some pocket money?
If we don't make this money, someone else will.

"Go!"

"Good, good, good!"

Zhou Zhirou went happily. Her steps were almost unsteady.

With the strong support of the Commissioner, these two transport routes are absolutely guaranteed to be a runaway success, like gold coins falling from the sky!
From now on, Zhou Zhirou will also make others call him Boss Zhou.

The kind that's rich and powerful.

"This guy is really smart; he spotted the business opportunity early on..."

Zhang Yong seemed to be deep in thought.

The Nationalist Air Force at Baishiyi Airport was actually quite boring.

Since there are no combat missions, I'm bored out of my mind. I might as well find a way to earn some extra money.

They're KMT members. That's normal. Don't bring up beliefs or anything like that.

The Three Principles of the People. Everyone can recite them. But after reciting them, everyone forgets them completely.

That person was right. They talk a lot about ideas, but behind it all, it's all about self-interest.

Since everyone's so enthusiastic, let's make some extra money.

Since there's such a convenience, why not take advantage of it? Don't you have too much money?

what!
Oh, right, that guy...

I think it's called mugwort? It belongs to Liao Panxi's aunt.

I met her when I last went to Manila. She's a very beautiful woman. Very charming.

Since there are benefits, we should definitely share some with her. After all, we're family.

Okay. Let's do it this way. Smuggling by air.

"Somebody come!"

"exist."

"I need to think deeply about some things. No outsiders are allowed to disturb me for eight hours. I won't see anyone."

"Yes!"

Zhang Yong called the guards over.

Prevent anyone from getting close. Then begin teleporting.

Jinling...

I am coming!
A blur before my eyes...

We have indeed arrived in Jinling.

The surrounding scenery has changed.

They appeared in an empty house.

There are red dots nearby. But not many. And no weapons.

So he quickly dressed up, reverting to his former appearance as a ronin from Wakayama. Then he made arrangements methodically.

The first step is to prepare five trucks. The trucks provided by the system cannot be used.

What to do? Simple. Just take it from wherever it's available.

"rickshaw!"

"coming!"

I got into a rickshaw and asked the driver to take me around aimlessly.

Basically, he just looked around for trucks. Private ones were fine too. As long as there were any, they belonged to Zhang Yong.

what?
Forcibly seizing it?

Wrong. It's requisition.

It was requisitioned by the Poison Agency of the Great Japanese Empire.

Whether it was a traitor or one of the Japanese invaders, once discovered, it was a poisoning operation.

That's right, it's that domineering.

If you're not satisfied, go ahead and complain about me. Come complain about me in front of the Poison Bureau.

what!
And cars too.

No matter whose it is, if I want it, it's mine.

In any case, those luxury cars couldn't possibly belong to anti-Japanese elements. They mostly belonged to wealthy traitors.

There's no room for negotiation regarding requisition.

If you're not satisfied, I'll smash your head in.

Damn it, it's a favor that our organization requisitioned your car!
Don't be ungrateful!
You son of a bitch, a traitor, how dare you bare your teeth at your master?

result……

After going around in circles, I felt incredibly happy.

There are quite a few luxury cars. Buick and Cadillac are both available.

Stipunk also has one. I don't know whose it is. It's parked right next to the road.

it is good.

It will be mine soon.

requisition!

requisition!

All of it must be requisitioned!

They found several more houses.

One of them is a three-story Western-style building, which is quite large and suitable for use as an office.

There were also several small Western-style houses nearby. They were all requisitioned.

People live inside.

There was a driver and servants.

It is displayed as a half-red dot.

Well, you traitorous dog. What we're requisitioning is your property.

From now on, hang a sign outside that says "Poisonous Organs." That will make it the Poisonous Organs' office. From then on, the Poisonous Organs in Jinling will be officially open for business.

After a flurry of activity, several more hours had passed.

Radar maps showed that Kitaoka Kazuki had finally arrived at the train station and was heading towards the agreed-upon location.

The agreed meeting point was Xinghe Restaurant.

"Chief!"

"it is good."

Zhang Yong nodded.

His men have arrived; it's time to move out.

First, we "requisition" cars.

The Poisonous Organs have officially appeared in Jinling; they must be impressive!

A vehicle is required for entry and exit.

Not having a car makes you lose face.

"set off!"

"Tie!"

They led the group into the streets. First, they requisitioned all the cars in the vicinity.

There was a Cadillac inside, which looked quite nice. So I temporarily used it as my ride.

Zhang Yong personally used his skills to pick the lock.

These days, cars don't have any advanced anti-theft technology.

The lock-picking skills he had learned at the secret service were more than enough. He opened it in no time.

"What are you doing?"

"you……"

Someone rushed out from the side in a hurry.

It's a half-red polka dot. He's dressed in a suit and tie, and has entourage. He's clearly someone of high status.

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

The others rushed forward and grabbed the other person.

"you……"

"Baka! I'm from the Poison Agency. I'm the head of the agency."

"you……"

"I've bought your car."

Zhang Yong spoke slowly, taking out a stack of silver notes.

They're all from Baoshang Bank. That's the bank he used to hate the most.

The situation is slightly better now. In the Japanese-occupied areas, bank drafts from the Hosho Bank are still widely accepted.

Pick out a 100-dollar note from it.

After thinking about it, I exchanged it for a 50-yuan note. This is the smallest denomination. There weren't any smaller ones available.

Hand it to the other party.

"What are you..."

"Take your money and get out of my car."

"I……"

"roll!"

Zhang Yong raised his voice.

The others immediately shoved the other person away.

"and many more!"

Zhang Yong suddenly shouted.

So the traitor was pushed back again.

"car key."

Zhang Yong extended his hand.

Traitor: ...

He obediently handed over the car keys.

There were so many Japanese people around. If I didn't hand it over, I would definitely be beaten to death.

"roll!"

The traitors were immediately like stray dogs.

They hurriedly left, never daring to look back.

However, once they reached a place where the authorities couldn't see them, they immediately called the Presidential Palace to complain to the traitor Wang Jingwei.

"This one over here!"

"That car over there!"

Zhang Yong took all the cars he wanted for himself.

If someone comes forward to claim it, then it'll be fifty dollars.

If not, just drive away.

What is unclaimed is mine.

result……

More than 20 cars were "requisitioned" in just half an hour.

There were also three large trucks. I don't know whose they belonged to. They seemed to be General Motors brands? The transport volume wasn't actually that large, less than three tons.

But it doesn't matter, as long as there's enough quantity. The more the better.

"This car is mine!"

Zhang Yong approached the Stypunk.

I've had my eye on this car for a long time. Now, I can finally own it.

Its owner might be nearby?

Perhaps they are watching quietly?

But they dare not show their faces?

Then I'm sorry.

unlock.

an examination.

They threw all their personal belongings out of the car.

A small squad of Japanese military police was watching nearby, but they didn't come over to inquire. They already knew it was the Poison Agency on duty.

After carefully inspecting the area, Zhang Yong waved to the small group of Japanese military police.

A military police lieutenant rushed over.

"Your Mightiness……"

Are there any car detailing or car wash options nearby?

"Uh……"

The military police lieutenant scratched his head.

It seems like I understood. Yet, it also seems like I didn't.

Zhang Yong then took out a large wad of Japanese yen and stuffed it into the arms of the military police lieutenant.

Money paves the way.

It is always effective.

If it is invalid, it means that the quantity is insufficient.

Sure enough, the military police lieutenant immediately called the others over.

Zhang Yong quickly got the answer he wanted.

There are indeed car washes nearby.

So I drove to get it washed.

Surprisingly, a yellow dot was found.

They got closer and closer. Finally, they realized the yellow dot was inside the car wash.

He looked like an experienced craftsman. His appearance was unremarkable; he wouldn't leave a lasting impression on anyone who saw him.

Pretending not to know.

CAR WASH.

"Sir, please, please, please."

The car wash owner has a white dot, not a half-red dot. But he's very friendly.

Clearly, this is another type of person. They outwardly show respect to the Japanese invaders, but they do not become true traitors.

"Do you know whose car this is?" Zhang Yong asked casually.

Stipunk is very special.

I estimate there aren't many in Jinling either.

As the owner of a car wash, I definitely know some inside information.

"Sir, this is Minister Zhou's car."

"Zhou Fohai?"

"Yes, sir."

"Yoshi!"

Zhang Yong was very satisfied.

It was Zhou Fohai's car. I never expected that.

Is this guy that rich? He even managed to get his hands on Stipunk.

Amazing!
Zhang Yong was starting to admire the other party a little.

To dare to drive a Stypunk around Nanjing so ostentatiously, you must have real power!
When should we visit the traitor Wang Jingwei?

I wonder what kind of car that traitor Wang Jingwei drives? I'll find a chance to drive it away face-to-face, haha...

"Good. There will be a reward!"

Zhang Yong took out a stack of Japanese yen and casually tossed it to the other party.

This car wash is good. I can come here often in the future. It could be developed into part of a larger operation.

"I am the head of the Poison Agency."

“Our Zhen agency has many vehicles. They might need cleaning. We'll come here from now on.”

"As a designated unit of our Poisonous Organs, I will pay your car wash fee in advance every month. I will never delay payment. However, you must make sure your car is clean."

Zhang Yong is a straightforward and outspoken person.

I didn't look at the yellow dot. I completely ignored it.

However, it gave the other party an opportunity to gather intelligence. That is, the car wash location.

If someone from the Poisonous Bureau drives over to wash the place, they might reveal some information. Then, the person in yellow should summarize and report this information.

"Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir."

"Have him come over and be in charge of my car. He's not allowed to delegate the task to anyone else."

Zhang Yong pointed to the yellow dot.

Keep the person at the car wash; don't fire them.

If the boss fires the person with yellow dots at some point, then it will be counterproductive.

"Old Han, come here!"

"Ok."

The boss gave some instructions.

That guy named Lao Han, with the yellow dot, worked very hard.

Zhang Yong sat to the side, resting with his eyes closed.

It's alright now. The yellow dot's position is secure.

If you designate the other party to be in charge, the boss would certainly not dare to fire you.

Suddenly, an idea struck me.

The radar map indicated that Kenji Doihara was approaching.

Haha, this guy is really enthusiastic!

I only requisitioned a few vehicles, and it couldn't resist showing its face.

Really.

If you have time, go back to Hokkaido and grow rice!

"Somebody come!"

"To!"

"Send over a small squad."

"Yes."

Someone immediately went to relay the order.

Soon, a squad of spies arrived.

fully armed.

Keep watch on the surroundings.

Be careful in the Kuomintang-controlled areas.

Be careful even in Japanese-occupied areas.

The people we need to be especially careful of are not the direct enemies, but rather "our own people".

Close your eyes and rest your mind.

Wait patiently.

"Suddenly..."

"Suddenly..."

Soon, the sound of jostling motorcycles could be heard. But they were stopped fifty meters away.

It was Kenji Doihara who arrived. The ones who stopped him were from the Poison Agency.

A moment later, someone rushed in to report.

"Reporting to the Chief of the Agency, Doihara from the Ume Agency has come to visit. He says he has important matters to discuss."

"please."

Zhang Yong remained calm and composed.

A little while later, Doihara arrived.

His complexion didn't seem unusual. He didn't look angry. He just looked very tired.

"Doihara-kun, have you been seeing a lot of pretty girls lately?"

"nonsense!"

"Could it be that you are willing to dedicate yourself to the Great Japanese Empire until your dying breath?"

"Of course!"

"Unfortunately, I don't believe you. Tell me, what brings you here?"

"I received a report that you've requisitioned a lot of cars on the street..."

"Yes! What's the problem?"

“Da Xiong Zhuang San, what you’re doing will cause chaos.”

"What confusion?"

"..."

"Are you worried that Wang Jingwei will rebel?"

"This will cause unrest among the people."

“That’s your problem. I’ve never trusted traitors. If they can betray you once, they can betray you a second or a third time…”

"But now, we need their help to maintain security and order in the Japanese-occupied areas..."

"In that case, kill them all."

"No."

"Doihara-kun, don't be naive and think they will really help us."

"At this stage, we do need them..."

"But I don't need it!"

Zhang Yong gave a cold reply.

Then, she changed the subject and raised her voice.

They deliberately made sure everyone heard it.

"I came to Nanjing this time to clean them up!"

[To be continued]

(End of this chapter)