Spy Shadow: Command & Conquer

Chapter 2021, Foreign Legion

Zhang Yong climbed to the rooftop of a nearby building.

I raised my binoculars and looked at the port not far away.

The area over there was brightly lit and bustling with activity.

A large number of "British troops" are disembarking.

The uniforms of all Commonwealth forces are basically the same.

Round helmet, baggy shorts...

This is the standard military uniform for combat in tropical and subtropical regions.

In comparison, the German military uniforms seemed too thick.

The rifles were all standard British Type 77 rifles, and the machine guns were all Bren light machine guns. There were also 12-pounder direct-fire cannons.

This 12-pounder direct-fire gun is a 75mm field gun. A unique British unit. Very rigid. Outsiders simply couldn't understand it.

There are a lot of people...

Each division should have more than 10,000 people.

In fact, throughout World War II, Britain did not lack manpower. In fact, it was quite wealthy.

Because there are so many member states in the Commonwealth, the total population is an astonishing number. Therefore, conscription is not difficult at all.

The problem is that the combat capabilities of the armies of different member states vary greatly, making it difficult for them to perform consistently.

What are the British going to do?

"Of course we'll mobilize the army to fight you!"

"I am not German."

"Oh?"

"I am Italian. My hometown is Milan."

"Oh?"

Zhang Yong was somewhat surprised.

He thought Tess was German.

To my surprise, she was Italian. No wonder she's so beautiful.

Not bad.

He had a good impression of Italy.

Italy! They're so focused on pursuing comfort that they've forgotten about war...

There are no bloody war crimes, only various funny jokes...

Mussolini was truly a hidden ally. He had a stroke of genius, deliberately getting himself involved, and intentionally hindering the Führer.

If he is the Führer's enemy, the Führer can wipe him out with ten divisions.

However, as a friend of the Führer, the Führer needs fifty divisions to protect him. Or even more…

"So, you volunteered to work for the Germans?"

My father is Czech.

"Czech..."

Zhang Yong seemed to be deep in thought.

The ethnic relations there are very complex. There are many historical grievances.

There's no point in going back to the source.

In short, from now on, she has to listen to him. That's enough.

But Tess's words reminded Zhang Yong.

Many foreigners are working for Germans.

Especially the intelligence agencies.

It's estimated that the Germans all use outsourcing.

After all, Germany at present is on a very tight tether. It has far from enough intelligence personnel of its own.

Intelligence networks cannot be established overnight. They require time to infiltrate.

Clearly, the Germans did not have enough time to solidify their foundation.

Therefore, the only option was to hire foreigners. They secretly hired foreigners to establish intelligence teams.

It also effectively conceals the presence of the Germans.

This is not the point.

The point is-

Foreigners.

Foreign Legion...

Zhang Yong thought of the Foreign Legion.

This is a uniquely French system of organization. It has a very long history.

Even now, France still maintains a large foreign legion. Zhang Yong simply didn't know the specific details.

But it doesn't matter. Having this title is enough.

The French Foreign Legion could also be established in Calcutta. And in French Indochina as well.

Backdoor listing.

To deceive the heavens and cross the sea.

By using the name of the French Foreign Legion, Zhang Yong could operate more easily.

"it is good!"

I'm actually a little excited.

He pulled Tess into a tight hug and kissed her several times.

Unexpectedly, after leaving China, there is such a vast world.

I was too narrow-minded before.

The world stage is the biggest.

The bald guy doesn't like me. So I'll look elsewhere.

what!
My goal is the whole world, the stars and the sea...

The first step was to airlift all eight light infantry battalions from within the country, along with the entire airborne force.

Then, by using the name of the French Foreign Legion, they can conduct daily training here.

As it turns out, many problems cannot be solved within China's borders.

This includes even the most basic equipment.

The Japanese invaders would never allow paratrooper equipment to enter.

Even ships flying the Portuguese flag are not allowed.

So, so much time has passed, and Miss Lilu hasn't responded. She probably hasn't found a solution yet.

But there were no problems in Kolkata.

There are no Japanese warships blocking our way. Merchant ships can navigate freely.

The supplies can be transported directly from the Atlantic Ocean. It takes about a month via the Cape of Good Hope in South Africa.

Furthermore, he owns an airport in Kolkata and over 2000 square kilometers of private land, more than enough for paratrooper training.

Correct!
That's it.

His private territory became a large training ground.

Training paratroopers...

Training tank crews...

There's also a port where the navy can be trained...

Why bother with production?

No, that doesn't exist. You don't need to farm.

All you need to do is find a way to make money. Then buy it from the United States.

The factories in the United States are not operating at full capacity yet, which means that their production capacity has not been fully released.

Hurry up and order parachutes for 20,000 to 30,000 people, as well as military uniforms and the like.

No, that's not right. Military uniforms are available themselves.

The system provides blue-gray military uniforms.

Just replace it.

Anyway, since the mountains are high and the emperor is far away, the bald man can't do anything about it.

If the bald guy wants to get involved, he should just ask him to solve the uniform problem. He'll definitely back down immediately.

But all of this requires a prerequisite.

It's about using the French name to create a foreign legion.

Therefore, we need to continue fanning the flames from behind the scenes for a while longer, letting the French take the lead.

"Let's go!"

"Ok."

He carried Tess downstairs with one hand.

Enter the lord's manor. Register. Then find a place to sit.

As a mere commissioner from the Chinese government, he was naturally just another ordinary person.

Apart from a very small number of high-ranking British officials who recognized his value, everyone else ignored him.

Zhang Yong had already eaten his fill, so he just sat there.

Fortunately, I had a beautiful woman with me. It made me feel quite comfortable.

The ball hasn't started yet.

It was an open-air dance party. It took place on a marble floor.

While Britain was being heavily bombed by the German air force, things were still going on peacefully here...

"What do you want to drink?"

"casual."

Zhang Yong didn't care.

Tess, however, was making serious preparations.

She's resigned to her fate now. It seems like being with him isn't so bad after all.

At least the other party is very rich. Extremely rich. They'll definitely be able to live a life of comfort from now on.

Zhang Yong seemed to be deep in thought.

This guy seems to know how to prepare food!

It's said that Italians have very high standards for food. Italian certification is widely recognized and highly regarded.

very good……

She's beautiful and can cook...

The radar map indicated that someone was approaching.

Tilt your head.

I discovered it was a stranger.

A slightly overweight foreigner. His appearance is quite ordinary.

The other person approached Zhang Yong and said slowly, "Mr. Commissioner, may we have a talk?"

“If it’s beneficial to me, then yes.” Zhang Yong nodded.

The implication is that there's no need for unnecessary chatter.

Don't even think about asking me to make a contribution or for me, Zhang Yong, to pay up.

“Of course.” The other person sat down.

Zhang Yong offered Tess a cocktail. Then he pulled her into his arms.

My woman. Don't even think about it.

I'm very possessive of my food.

“Agamemnon recommended me to come.”

"Oh."

“My name is McDonald. I have been sent to the East by Admiral Darlan.”

"Oh."

Zhang Yong remained unmoved.

Admiral Darlan. He already knew.

After France's defeat and surrender, the French Navy was caught in a dilemma and could not make a decision.

This Admiral Darlan was the nominal supreme commander of the French Navy. However, morale was low, and the team was difficult to lead.

The various naval squadrons, or even the different sailors on the same warship, all had different ideas.

"I am American."

"Ok?"

Zhang Yong was somewhat surprised.

This news is quite intriguing.

The special envoy of French Admiral Darlan was actually an American?

The other party is not afraid of revealing their identity.

Indeed, the true founding father of the United States was Louis XVI!

Those two families definitely discussed many things secretly without the British knowing.

Churchill was certainly unhappy. But there was nothing he could do, because he desperately needed Roosevelt's material aid.

"What's up?"

"Of course. There's a Chinese proverb that says, 'Nobody visits the temple without a reason.'"

"explain."

"We hope for your strong support in establishing the French Foreign Legion."

"Oh?"

Zhang Yong raised his eyebrows.

Did you hear it correctly?

What the other person said actually matched what I was thinking?
Could it be that my thoughts have been leaked?
No, that's not right. I only just realized it myself. Even Tess didn't know.

Reflecting on it carefully, it's clear the other person thought of it too. And then they realized it themselves.

Mutual benefit and win-win.

Take what you need.

"Come on. Let's have a drink."

"it is good."

McDonald then picked up his cocktail and downed it in one gulp.

It was clear that Zhang Yong was interested. McDonald's heart gradually calmed down, and he felt there was hope.

Zhang Yong picked up his cocktail and downed it in one gulp.

well.

Someone brings you a pillow when you're sleepy.

But on the surface, they pretended to be indifferent.

I am interested.

Next comes the bargaining.

“Mr. McDonald, I would like to know what specific plans you have.”

"No."

"what?"

"We don't have any specific plans."

"That……"

"I'm just making a suggestion. The rest is up to the Commissioner to implement."

"It seems I was too happy too soon."

"Do not."

McDonald shook his head. Then he waved his hand, signaling Tess to leave.

Zhang Yong hugged her even tighter, indicating that she didn't need to leave.

"We'll provide the money, you provide the manpower."

"Oh?"

"If you are interested, we can discuss it in more detail."

"After the Foreign Legion is established, will it immediately go to fight in North Africa?"

"No. We will fight in the East."

"Elaborate."

"Retaliate against French Indochina. Expel the Japanese."

"Oh."

Zhang Yong understood.

They're all experts. They're all incredibly cunning.

It was ostensibly about expelling the Japanese. But in reality, it was a way of driving in the enemy's footsteps.

It was here in India that a French Foreign Legion was established as part of the military force.

What ability do the French have left to remotely command?
It's all being manipulated by the United States behind the scenes.

Given the right pretext, the British cannot refuse.

With the US, France, and China joining forces, Britain had no choice but to agree.

However, at this moment, the United States obviously cannot intervene directly. Therefore, in the end, it is Zhang Yong who will carry out the specific tasks.

To put it bluntly, the soldiers need to be provided by Zhang Yong.

Zhang Yong also needed to find his own way to get weapons and ammunition.

The United States will be responsible for providing the funds.

France, on the other hand, is responsible for the nominal role.

Quiet.

silence.

Zhang Yong recalled Stilwell later...

Stilwell was being watched by the British. He also faced many difficulties himself.

The United States wanted to leave its mark here. But the British were unhappy. So, in the end, the United States incited the locals to rebel for independence...

To put it bluntly, it's all about the power struggles between the big shots behind the scenes. How many of them can truly operate independently?

a long time……

Zhang Yong slowly asked, "How many US dollars a month?"

“One million,” McDonald replied.

"Are you trying to get rid of a beggar?"

"That's all for now. We'll gradually increase it later."

"hehe."

Zhang Yong neither confirmed nor denied it.

One million US dollars to support a foreign legion?
Under normal circumstances, that's just wishful thinking. The military is a bottomless pit of money.

However, if weapons and ammunition were free, that wouldn't be impossible. Weapons and equipment are the real expense.

"Once it's established, who will be in charge of command?"

"Of course it's you."

"I was too happy too soon."

"We are serious."

"why?"

"At least, you won't harm our interests."

"Uh……"

Zhang Yong remained silent.

The other person was indeed very blunt.

That's right, no matter what he does, it won't harm the interests of the United States.

Because the United States has no interests here.

It's all in the British interest.

For the United States, it would be best if there were benefits. But it doesn't matter if there are no benefits for the time being.

Zhang Yong's meddling here is stirring up Britain's backyard. It's shaking the very foundations of the British government. The United States will certainly be happy to see this happen.

"Can you handle the relevant agreements?"

"of course."

"make a deal."

Zhang Yong reached out his hand.

Accept the other party's suggestion.

It's much easier to get things done if you're disguised as a foreign military officer.

"Pleasant to work with."

McDonald stood up. He raised his glass in a toast. He drank it all first.

Then he glanced to his right and raised his glass in that direction. Was he saluting someone?
Zhang Yong turned around curiously and saw a strange Englishman standing there. He was dressed in fine clothes and looked to be at least a baron.

"acquaintance?"

"Not really. The last baron of the Wellington family."

"Oh."

"After I leave, he will come looking for you and oppose my plans."

"is it?"

Zhang Yong neither confirmed nor denied it.

The enemy of my enemy is not necessarily my friend.

A friend of a friend may be an enemy.

In short, everything is based on self-interest.

Friends are those who offer benefits.

Anyone who brings no benefit is an enemy.

Very cold-blooded.

That's heartbreaking.

But this is the international standard.

Your adventure experience has increased.

Your strength +1

[Tank Factory Construction Progress 100%]

Grizzly Tank under development

[Designer and Manufacturer: Schneider Electric, France]

A series of messages arrived.

Zhang Yong was overjoyed.

The tank factory is all finished? That's rare!
The gift they gave me after completion was a Grizzly Tank? It seems so-so!
In the game, the Grizzly Tank is the most common and ordinary tank, with mediocre performance in all aspects. Its only advantage is its large quantity.

This is not the point.

The key point is the information that follows.

The system is actually falsely claiming to be a product of the French company Schneider Electric?

It seems that the first half used Italy as a cover, while the second half used France as a shield.

In any case, France is in such a state of chaos that it is impossible to verify anything now.

You may not believe it, but there is no evidence.

Grizzly Tank Development Completed

[Weapon List Updated]

Soon, another notification arrived.

Zhang Yong: ...

Damn, that was really satisfying!

There was absolutely no dragging things out. The development was completed in less than a minute.

Great.

View the weapon list.

then……

The heart is like still water.

It's impossible to get excited.

There was even a little bit of disappointment.

The performance parameters of this Grizzly Tank are indeed quite average.

Weighing approximately twenty tons, with a main gun caliber of 57 mm, it was practically a carbon copy of the German Panzer III.

However, its rounded shape is quite different from the angular German tanks.

The aesthetic is more like an American design style.

At first glance, it looks almost like a miniature version of Sherman.

The engine is a diesel version. It has more horsepower and a longer range.

The 57mm main gun also has a slightly larger caliber, resulting in greater penetration power.

The system feels like a Frankenstein's monster, a patchwork of Panzer III, Sherman, and the Fifty-Seven Magic Needle, resulting in a hodgepodge?

Why call it Grizzly? They might as well call it a mini-Sherman.

"never mind……"

"It's better than nothing..."

Zhang Yong finally consoled himself: Don't set your expectations too high.

If the system were to give out weapons from the Zentradi, everyone would be out of the game immediately.

Let's just call him Sherman then.

As long as you don't encounter something like the Tiger or Tiger King, you should be fine.

If I were to actually encounter it, I could at least show off my Five-Seven Divine Needle technique.

The most impressive thing about this Grizzly tank is its 57mm main gun. It might even be more powerful than the 57mm "Five-Seven Needle" (a type of 57mm gun).

Even if fired head-on, it can penetrate the frontal armor of a Tiger tank.

This is a bit powerful.

Although my other stats are unremarkable, my attack power is strong.

All skill points were allocated to attack.

However, the chance of encountering a Tiger is actually very small.

My foreign legion will definitely be doing odd jobs in the corners of the battlefield, and it's impossible for me to participate in the main battle.

On the Eastern Front, battles often involved hundreds of thousands, even two or three million people.

What use is my foreign legion, which at most has a few thousand or a dozen people?

Moreover, its development direction cannot be the conventional army.

Conventional armies rely on sheer numbers.

I simply can't afford to compete.

The only option is to take an unconventional approach and do something that others cannot.

For example, remote decapitation.

It was a surprise attack, and they did it even better than the German paratroopers.

Hit and run.

He vanished a thousand miles in an instant.

Checking the quantity, thirty vehicles were found.

So they arranged for delivery.

All thirty vehicles were delivered. They were deployed precisely within our territory.

In this way, tank units can be trained in an orderly manner.

“Mr. Commissioner…”

Baron Wellington walked over slowly.

Zhang Yong raised his hand, signaling the other person to be quiet. "I'm not finished yet."

The P-38 fighter jet that took off from Changsha Airport has already crossed the border. In the darkness, Zhang Yong needs to continue long-distance navigation.

"Heading 270!"

"Altitude 4600!"

"Keep it up!"

Zhang Yong issued flight commands remotely.

It's about 1100 kilometers away. That's very close. It will only take a little over two hours to get there.

After landing at Oak Leaf Airport, they immediately refueled. Then, they took off again. Zhang Yong would personally pilot the plane to get close to the mysterious submarine.

and so……

"Your Excellency, please speak your mind. I am in a hurry."

"Sir Commissioner, welcome to the ball. Your dance partner is very beautiful."

"Thank you for the compliment."

"Please continue to enjoy your wonderful evening."

"Thank you!"

Zhang Yong nodded and smiled.

Baron Wellington then turned and left.

Clearly, he felt he wasn't being taken seriously enough.

This commissioner actually told a baron that he was in a hurry. That was incredibly rude of him.

Since that's the case, there's obviously no need for further discussion.

Tess blinked.