Spy Shadow: Command & Conquer

Chapter 2010, So Busy...

At first, Zhang Yong didn't pay attention.
This voice sounds unfamiliar. I haven't heard it in a long time.

He's incredibly busy right now.

After issuing the task to the Jiujiang Forward Command, follow-up is still required.

Of course, you can also choose to let go.

However, the consequences of letting go are unpredictable.

It's quite possible that what you requested—a pound of millet—will end up being a pound of sweet potatoes. Or even a pound of bran.

On the KMT side, nothing strange will eventually become strange.

I suddenly feel a little sorry for the bald guy.

Bald people probably encounter this situation frequently.

Therefore, I don't trust the people below me. I need to micromanage. But then it backfires.

Forget it, I'll just let go.

The task of communication and coordination was handed over to the Jiujiang Forward Command Post.

They are also responsible for the specific plans.

Then I am only responsible for supervising and implementing.

look up.

I saw Xiao Yafei.

Uh, is that the name?

It's been a long time since I've seen anything like it. So beautiful.

Most Chinese girls are quite reserved and rarely outgoing.

Neither her clothing nor her behavior was particularly flamboyant.

However, Consort Xiao was an exception.

This woman's attire is all about being glamorous.

very beautiful.

Very beautiful.

It resembles a blooming peony.

She truly radiated every inch of her beauty.

"It's you?"

Zhang Yong was indeed somewhat surprised.

I never expected Xiao Yafei to appear in Chongqing.

Rare visitor.

Then I thought about my task...

Oh, this beautiful woman is the daughter of an Indian king, and has connections to India…

“Mr. Commissioner…”

Xiao Yafei smiled and chatted, making no attempt to hide her allure.

Those around Zhang Yong involuntarily turned their faces away, afraid of losing their composure in front of this woman.

It must be admitted that the vast majority of Chinese people in this era are very thin-skinned.

He is especially unable to handle foreign women.

But Zhang Yong was an exception.

He walked straight up to her and pulled her into his arms.

Are you trying to seduce me?
Come on! I'll cooperate enthusiastically!

As a result, the other party giggled and didn't resist at all.

She was practically hanging on him.

It looks like a koala.

Zhang Yong: ...

Damn, this woman's got something wrong with her!
So unrestrained.

They're definitely after me.

So, he used one hand to lift the other person to the open space next to him.

However, it did not escape the sight of other people.

"What do you want from me?"

"Of course, I wouldn't come to your temple without a reason!"

"Elaborate."

"Take me back to India."

Xiao Yafei speaks excellent Mandarin, with a distinct Wu-Yue accent.

I suspect her Chinese is from the Jiangsu-Zhejiang area, where she likely studied and lived for a period of time.

What are you going back to India for?

"Inherit my father's position."

"you?"

"Correct."

"Why are you looking for me?"

"Because I still have to kill five older brothers and three older sisters before the throne will be mine..."

"Uh!"

Zhang Yong wisely kept quiet.

Wow, that's so blunt. You've definitely found the right person.

He's really good at doing this kind of dirty work.

Moreover, success is guaranteed.

but……

Why should I help you?
Don't even mention women...

I'm not lacking in female companionship right now. My body just can't keep up.

"benefit."

"my people."

"not enough."

"Add my money."

"not enough."

"Add my territory to the list."

"How big?"

“Very large. A whole state.”

"How big?"

"The distance from Yueyang to Changsha is that big."

"make a deal."

Zhang Yong immediately changed his tune.

Such a large piece of land? That's quite impressive.

Of course, these are all secondary. The main thing is that I enjoy the feeling of rebellion.

She herself was out of the question. But helping others was still possible. A bloody massacre ensued, and then she was placed on the throne.

It can cure all kinds of dissatisfaction.

Kill anyone who disagrees.

Anyway, it's a foreign land, no king will care.

The British actually had little control over the many princely states below them. Their reach was limited.

"I love you so much!"

Xiao Yafei started clinging to him again.

If Zhang Yong hadn't stopped her, she seemed like she would have gone mad.

"I want you."

"Okay! I'll give it to you right now..."

"What I mean is, I need your men. Locals."

"No one is more beautiful than me..."

"What I need are ordinary people. People who can pave the way for the troops."

Are you sure you don't want me?

Xiao Yafei's eyes sparkled, her alluring gaze filled with spring-like charm, exuding a myriad of captivating allure.

Zhang Yong pretended not to see it.

He's brimming with positive energy right now. Ignore her.

Xiao Yafei's appearance filled a gap in his most worried-about area.

There were no trustworthy locals to act as guides.

It's very far away.

Foreign country.

I am not familiar with the place.

The customs and traditions are completely different.

Not to mention, the food there is just a bowl of soup...

Hmm, the thought of yellow-green curry makes him think that's what food should look like in the end.

It's so uncomfortable.

Fortunately, I can buy rice and flour from the system. And pork too.

You can take care of your own meals.

Oh, so that's the purpose of the system.

Fighting in a foreign land allows for better logistical support.

This can be considered a rehearsal.

Let's see if the National Revolutionary Army can take care of itself.

The logistics for the Chinese Expeditionary Force in India thereafter were provided by Britain and the United States.

"Let's get down to business."

"Okay! I'll do whatever you say."

"I need you to arrange for some trustworthy people in Kolkata to liaise with me..."

"Do you think I can do it?"

"what?"

"I'll accompany you the entire time. Full service. What do you think?"

"you……"

"Perfect, let my family know that I have powerful external support."

"Row."

Zhang Yong nodded.

He always had a lot of energy when he did bad things.

Since Consort Xiao has spoken, let's put her on the throne of the local king.

"You go and make the arrangements."

"it is good."

Consort Xiao left with a smile on her face.

Seeing several pilots nearby, I happily blew them a kiss.

Zhang Yong: ...

this woman.

We must teach them a lesson they deserve...

"Shaolong".

Zhou Zhirou arrived quietly.

Zhang Yong nodded.

"Shaolong, there's something I need to tell you..."

"Go ahead."

"The Central Training Corps also wants to participate."

"They want to go too?"

"Yes. Gui Yongqing just found me."

"Why don't you look for me?"

"He doesn't dare. He asked me to sound you out first." "Tell him I'm at the Chairman's beck and call. As long as the Chairman approves, I can participate."

"Well."

Zhou Zhirou was relieved.

By saying this, Zhang Yong was essentially giving in.

He doesn't care as long as the Chairman agrees.

Will the Chairman agree?

of course.

Gui Yongqing was backed by He Yingqin.

If it were He Yingqin who spoke, the bald man would have to give him some face.

Besides, it's not a big deal.

It means sending a small force out for a short while, and then bringing them back.

It doesn't involve actual warfare. It's just a trip out for a while, to broaden one's horizons. To put it bluntly, it's essentially a disguised publicly funded vacation.

However, if the bald man agrees to let the Central Training Corps go, then many other military units will likely try to send personnel to participate.

For example, the Fifth Army...

For example, the 18th Army...

For safety reasons, Zhang Yong decided to leave Chongqing immediately.

Take off.

Back in Changsha.

Sure enough, Min Rou arrived as soon as they landed.

"Commissioner".

"Is something urgent?"

"General Wenbai requests that you return the call."

"it is good."

Zhang Yong then realized that General Wenbai had been used as a scapegoat.

Many other units definitely wanted to go too. Then, the bigwigs behind the scenes all went to the bald man to plead on their behalf. The bald man was annoyed by them, so he passed the buck to the General Staff.

General Wen Bai is currently in charge of the General Staff. What decision-making power does he have?
Helpless, I can only look inward and see how to make a decision.

So he called back to the Supreme Command. Sure enough, General Wen Bai answered the phone.

"Shaolong, this is a hot potato!"

Which military units have made the request?

"The First Army, the Fourth Army, the Fifth Army, the Seventh Army, the Eighteenth Army, the Fifty-Fourth Army, the Sixtieth Army..."

"Any more?"

That's all for now. But...

“I’ll contact them one by one. Since they all want to go, we need to arrange some representatives.”

"So, Shaolong, you mean we can go anywhere?"

"At least a battalion, around five hundred men. General Wenbai, just give them that reply."

"that would be great."

General Wenbai finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Even though it's just one battalion, it still represents something.

Besides, a battalion of 500 men is actually quite a lot.

Zhang Yong hung up the phone.

Surprisingly, everyone was so enthusiastic about this.

They really thought India was some kind of wonderful place! Everyone was scrambling to sign up.

The Fourth Army represented the Guangdong Army...

The 7th Army was the representative of the Guangxi clique...

The 60th Army was the representative of the Yunnan Army...

I definitely agree to take these with me.

The First Army was Hu Zongnan's faction, the Fifth Army was a mechanized army, and the Eighteenth and Fifty-fourth Armies were Chen Cheng's faction...

Okay, let's go to all of them.

All troops were assigned to one battalion.

Alternatively, you could go to either of the two camps, if time isn't too tight.

Anyway, the fuel provided by the system is free. The DC-3 transport plane is also free. Only the pilots are exhausted.

One shipment will be transported daily from Kunming Airport to Kolkata. The number of transport planes will be increased to forty. Each shipment can carry one thousand people.

If it were Zhang Yong who remotely commanded it, nighttime flight would actually be possible.

In other parts of the Commonwealth, such as South Africa, it would take troops several days to arrive by ship. There's plenty of time.

"Somebody come!"

"To!"

"Connect to the Tenth War Zone, I'm looking for Hu Zongnan."

"Yes."

Soon, the call was connected.

As the war entered a stalemate, the Nationalist army's telephone network was greatly improved.

Now, except for Kunming, the most remote city, which is not connected to the Central Plains by telephone, all other major cities are connected by military telephone lines.

Oh, not in Guiyang either. The terrain in the southwest is rugged, making it too difficult to lay cables.

"Shaolong, you've finally decided to call me!"

Hu Zongnan's attitude was exaggerated.

I felt so excited I almost cried.

Of course, Zhang Yong knew perfectly well that this guy was putting on an act.

If we were to vote for the best actor of the Republic of China era, Hu Zongnan would be a strong contender. His acting was incredibly convincing.

Especially in front of the bald man. She truly understood all of the bald man's thoughts. That's why she was so favored.

A few insincere pleasantries.

"Shaolong, I need to talk to you about something important first."

"You said."

"I just received intelligence that Okamura Yasuji has replaced Tada Shun as commander of the Japanese North China Area Army."

"Oh?"

"That old Japanese devil is very low-key. He's silent and unassuming. But I feel he's dangerous."

"really."

Zhang Yong expressed his approval.

Okamura Yasuji's greatest characteristic is his pragmatism.

Everything should be based on reality. No empty slogans. Work quietly and diligently. It's extremely dangerous.

The Japanese General Headquarters ordered him to serve as the commander of the North China Area Army, presumably because they valued this characteristic of his and hoped that he could stabilize North China.

Hu Zongnan had a keen sense of smell. He knew that Okamura Yasuji was not someone to be trifled with.

The First Army had troops stationed in Tianjin.

If Okamura Neiji were to make a move, the First Army would likely be in danger.

"There's another piece of information..."

"explain."

"Kiyoshi Katsuki may be appointed as the commander of the Japanese 11th Army."

"it?"

Zhang Yong was somewhat surprised.

It turns out that Kiyoshi Katsuki is replacing Enichiro Kazube?
It seems that Enichiro Kazube didn't hold the position for very long. It's likely that the headquarters wasn't very satisfied with him.

But is Kiyoshi Kazuki's skill level higher than Kazuo Sonobe's?

The commander of the Japanese 11th Army changed frequently.

Forget it, ignore it.

When soldiers come, we'll block them; when water comes, we'll dam it. Let Kiyoshi Kazuki do whatever he wants.

Previously, when Kiyoshi Katsuki commanded the Japanese Second Army, he didn't seem to have any significant achievements. Even when the Eleventh Army came, it was just to make up the numbers.

Finally, the topic of going to India came up.

Hu Zongnan had only one request: to add more people. Ideally, they should join a regiment.

It's as if going there will bring them prestige. They'd love to join an entire brigade. His First Army certainly needs exposure.

"Alright, I'll give you two battalions' worth of places. A thousand people."

"Thank you. Thank you!"

Hu Zongnan then stopped muttering, satisfied.

Next are some basic arrangements.

The troops concentrated at Xi'an Airport. Then they boarded planes. Then they flew to Chongqing. Then to Kunming. Then to Kolkata.

Zhang Yong tilted his head and thought for a moment.

It is estimated that the Nationalist government's air force will be very busy for some time to come.

Because so many troops need to be airlifted, all the DC-3 transport planes will be operating at full capacity.

It's estimated that all pilots will be mobilized. There will be none idle.

Long-distance flights are tiring. Rotation is necessary.

I finally hung up the phone.

Sit down. Rub your temples.

Organizing a remote deployment feels more exhausting than fighting a war.

But there is no way.

No one in the Nationalist government had experience.

Only Zhang Yong had never seen a pig run, but he had eaten pork.

The United States of later generations had such powerful airlift capabilities. He now hoped to achieve even a fraction of that.

According to the latest arrangements, approximately 10,000 troops will need to be deployed remotely.

It involves transporting goods from Kunming to Kolkata.

"Ring ring ring..."

"Ring ring ring..."

Suddenly, the secure phone on the desk rang.

Zhang Yong picked it up casually. He discovered it was a call from Zhou Zhirou, a long-distance call from Chongqing.

"Commissioner..."

"Who has found you this time?"

"No. It's something we agreed on beforehand..."

"what's up?"

"It's about shipping back some British and American products from India..."

"Oh! Sure. You can make the arrangements!"

Zhang Yong realized what was happening.

Zhou Zhirou knows how to seize opportunities!

So many transport planes arrived in Kolkata, unloaded the people, and then returned empty.

Obviously, this is very uneconomical. Therefore, if they could include some imported British and American goods, that would be perfect. All the profits could go into their own pockets.

Considering the sheer number of flights, the amount of imported goods that could be transported back must be enormous.

"I have already contacted the suppliers there."

"it is good."

Zhang Yong indicated that he had no objection.

I only remembered after hanging up the phone. It seems Xiao Yafei could also do it?
Perhaps she could become one of the suppliers?

Never mind, we'll talk about it when we get there.

"report!"

Another staff officer arrived.

He said it was Chennault from the Flying Tigers who was looking for him.

Zhang Yong: ...

So busy...

So busy...

[To be continued]

(End of this chapter)