Spy Shadow: Command & Conquer

Chapter 2030, Let's set off some fireworks to liven things up.

Chapter 2030, Let's set off some fireworks to liven things up.
The ideal is lofty.

Reality is skinny.

No matter how bright the future may be, we must face the harsh reality for now.

He is now penniless in the Indian Ocean.

It's like when you're playing the Age of Exploration and have just entered the Indian Ocean.

Calm.

calm.

Let's destroy the Japanese submarine first.

After a chase of more than 30 hours, Amanda finally got close to the Japanese submarine.

Zhang Yong simultaneously took off in a P-38 fighter jet.

Long-distance flight.

Approaching the target quietly.

The parameters of the Japanese submarines are becoming increasingly clear.

Type B submarine

[Floating displacement: approximately 2200 tons]

[Underwater full-load displacement is approximately 3600 tons]

[Range of approximately 14000 nautical miles]

Good guy.

awesome.

It can actually travel 14,000 nautical miles.

It's in nautical miles, not kilometers. Converted, that's about 26000 kilometers.

They could easily have fled from the Japanese mainland to Hamburg, Germany.

No oil needs to be added in between.

It feels much more powerful than the German submarines.

Fortunately, the Japanese didn't seem to know much about using submarines. Therefore, their cumulative victories were not many.

If the Japanese had employed submarine wolfpack tactics like the Germans, American merchant ships in the Pacific would likely have suffered greatly.

Activate the 5C (Global) Communications Center to inform Amanda of the situation.

"Six 533 mm torpedo tubes."

"17 mine preparedness measures."

No seaplanes were spotted.

"But it is equipped with a 140mm main gun."

Zhang Yong recounted the story in detail.

Amanda did not react for a moment.

"Sir, are you saying that Japanese submarines are equipped with 140mm main guns?"

"Yes."

"clear."

Amanda was clearly somewhat surprised.

That's a submarine! A submarine! It actually has such a large caliber main gun.

It should be noted that the five main guns mounted on the Fantasy-class destroyer were only 138 mm in caliber. This was even less powerful than the main guns of Japanese submarines.

It's really hard to understand.

The submarine was equipped with a giant cannon.

Which genius came up with this design?
It's crazy.

“Amanda, take down the Blue Sky with a White Sun flag, hang only your French flag, and then ask them to dock in Sri Lanka.”

"clear."

I will inform you of the specific port location later.

"clear."

Amanda agreed.

Soon, the Blue Sky with a White Sun flag, representing the Chinese government, was temporarily lowered.

If the Japanese invaders saw the Blue Sky with a White Sun flag, they would definitely put up a stubborn resistance.

However, if it only has the French tricolor flag, there might be a sliver of hope. It might dock at a nearby port as required.

Gradually approaching.

The three Fantasy-class destroyers formed a fan-shaped encirclement.

If the exact location of the Japanese submarines is unknown, it would be very difficult to trap them in the middle.

However, the map of the air force headquarters is displayed very clearly.

Therefore, they were simply trapped and died.

Approaching.

Getting closer……

The Japanese submarine's lookout post quickly spotted it.

"Destroyer!"

The lookout post immediately sounded the alarm.

The Japanese submarine sank hastily, but it was too late.

Three destroyers were approaching from three directions. They were getting closer and closer. One of them was directly above the Japanese submarine.

Zhang Yong activated the 5C communication system to directly command the operation.

"Don't use depth charges yet. Use the main guns to bombard first."

"clear."

Amanda immediately ordered the destroyers to create distance and then opened fire.

The two 138mm main guns are ready.

Zhang Yong reported the firing parameters.

"Oh!"

The shells landed on the sea.

The explosion of the shell was not very powerful.

However, it marked the exact location of the Japanese submarines.

Wherever the Japanese submarines went, their shells followed. It was a warning, and also a deterrent.

It was tantamount to telling the Japanese submarines in broad daylight, "I know your exact location. I'm watching you closely. You'd better surface."

If you still don't surface after repeated warnings...

Hehe, then...

Depth charges, please!
With accurate radar mapping, a single depth charge is sufficient.

If it weren't for the gold on the Japanese submarine, Zhang Yong would have simply sent them a depth charge. That would have ended it all.

"idiot!"

"We're locked in!"

"It's a French destroyer!"

"hateful!"

"Why would the French have a destroyer here?"

"idiot!"

The atmosphere inside the Japanese submarine was indeed tense.

The enemy's shelling consistently followed the submarine's position, indicating that they were unable to shake off the enemy.

I never expected that the French sonar was so powerful.

They all assumed it was located by sonar. Even shutting down the engine was completely useless.

How to do?
How to do?
Everyone was looking at the captain.

The captain was also going through a lot of agonizing times.

The bad news was that they encountered a French destroyer.

The good news is that we encountered a French destroyer.

The relationship between the Japanese and the French is very complicated. They are not enemies, but they are not friends either.

With the army's incursion into French Indochina, relations between Japan and France are now very sensitive. However, there has been no complete break, and no formal declaration of war has been made.

The French destroyers did not immediately use depth charges, but instead fired artillery to locate the target. This indicated that there was still room for maneuver.

If it were a hostile relationship, we would simply sink it with depth charges.

"Float up!"

"Tie!"

"Contact the other party in plaintext and request a halt to the shelling."

"Tie!"

Ultimately, the Japanese submarine chose to surface.

Facing three destroyers and a lone submarine at the same time, there is no chance of victory.

Limited by the communication technology of the time, submarines had to surface to contact the outside world in order to receive radio signals. The same applied to sending telegrams.

In other words, even if you need to request instructions from a distance, you should first go to the surface to make a decision.

"Sir, Special Envoy..."

Amanda reported the situation to Zhang Yong.

Zhang Yong is currently a special envoy to France and Spencer's chief military advisor.

"Order them to head northwest. Heading 320. There's a simple port there where they can dock."

"After docking, immediately confine it within the port."

Zhang Yong made the arrangements.

First, block the Japanese submarines, then figure out a solution.

As long as they were in port, the Japanese submarines wouldn't have much water to sink if they wanted to.

Even if the gold sank to the bottom in water less than ten meters deep, he had the ability to retrieve it. This time, the haul would definitely be plentiful.

"understand!"

Amanda followed the instructions.

They used plaintext to order the Japanese submarine to sail northwest.

The Japanese submarines were naturally unhappy. They used radio to contact their homeland and sent telegrams over long distances.

The military radios installed inside the submarines were all very powerful. Sending telegrams back to the Japanese mainland from the Indian Ocean was no problem at all.

"Nani?"

"French?"

"It's really troublesome..."

The high-ranking Japanese naval officers who received the report all frowned.

The bad news is that it's French.

The good news is that it's from the French.

The relationship between Japan and France is currently uncertain and cannot be accurately defined.

The army's forced entry into French Indochina certainly provoked French discontent. However, the French did not completely break off relations.

How to do?
Ultimately, it was decided to temporarily follow the other party's orders.

First, enter the port and temporarily dock to avoid being sunk. Once sunk, there would be no way to recover. Then, extricate yourself through diplomatic negotiations.

but!

This is not the point!
The key point is, three French destroyers?

That's the Indian Ocean!

There are actually three French destroyers?

How can it be?

Based on the data in the submarine report, it should be a French Fantasy-class destroyer!

When did they arrive in the Indian Ocean?
incredible.

Isn't the Indian Ocean the British inland sea?

It's quite strange that we encountered French warships instead of British ones.

The only solution now is to ask the Germans to step in.

"Contact the Ministry of Foreign Affairs immediately!"

"Please have the Ministry of Foreign Affairs contact the Germans and put pressure on the Vichy government."

……

Zhang Yong piloted the plane to prepare for landing.

The problem is that Sri Lanka only has a port, not an airport.

His P-38 fighter jet had no choice but to return to Kolkata and land at Oak Leaf Airport.

trouble……

Unable to personally deal with the Japanese invaders.

I'm too busy to be in two places at once...

Fortunately, 5C communication is indeed awesome.

I can contact the front lines at any time if I want to.

This concludes the current phase.

We will wait for the Japanese submarines to enter the port before taking further action.

eat.

rest.

"report!"

Cao Yiqi has arrived.

It was said that Spencer was making a long-distance call from Delhi.

They said it was something very important.

"it is good."

Zhang Yong then answered the phone.

It was indeed Spencer who called. He's still in Delhi.

"Mr. Spencer."

"Zhang, I'll go to Singapore with you tomorrow."

"What to do?"

"Go and negotiate with the British Far East Command."

"What are you negotiating?"

"To form the French Far East Foreign Legion and the French Navy Far East Fleet."

"Hasn't it been coordinated yet?" "It will be officially confirmed tomorrow."

"it is good."

"I'm going back to Kolkata tonight. We'll fly to Yangon together tomorrow morning, and then to Singapore."

"it is good."

Zhang Yong said no problem.

A direct flight from Kolkata to Singapore is quite a distance.

The DC-3 transport plane's range was just a little short. Therefore, it needed to stop in Yangon.

Yangon is also British territory. Hopefully, the British won't cause any trouble.

"MacDonald came with me."

"I'll wait for you here."

Zhang Yong was relieved.

Spencer is indeed an old politician.

I understand that the British are unreliable. They might try to sabotage me from behind.

So, wherever he went, he took McDonald with him.

McDonald is American. If something goes wrong, it will drag America down with him. The British are hesitant to act for the time being.

That McDonald was also quite interesting; he was always protecting the French.

End the call.

I feel like I'm becoming more and more active.

I'm going to Singapore soon. It's the British stronghold in the Far East.

It not only has a powerful army, but also a powerful navy.

It still looks quite intimidating.

result……

It was breached by the Japanese invaders in an instant.

In the end, hundreds of thousands of British troops surrendered. It was a truly remarkable sight.

rest.

Recharge your batteries.

The team assembled the next day.

Sure enough, Spencer and McDonald arrived together.

The DC-3 transport aircraft is ready.

Zhang Yong also prepared P-38 fighter planes. They were fully fueled, with auxiliary fuel tanks attached. The machine guns were also fully loaded with ammunition.

The others traveled in transport planes. He himself flew alongside in a fighter jet, just in case.

Safety is always the top priority. We can never afford to be negligent.

Even an idiot knows the true character of the British. They are absolutely untrustworthy.

What if the other side goes berserk and tries to shoot down the transport plane to create the illusion of an air disaster...?

Although the possibility is low, we must still be prepared.

"Let's go!"

"it is good!"

set off.

take off.

Two DC-3 transport aircraft.

Each plane carried a dozen or so people, all of whom were Spencer's entourage.

A P-38 fighter jet.

Two hours later, we arrived in Yangon.

landing.

A short stay.

Fill up with fuel.

No accidents.

The local British people were fairly cooperative.

Continue taking off.

Direct flight to Singapore.

arrive.

landing.

That's not quite right.

The huge airport was deserted, with no British people there to greet them.

not a single one.

The airport was deserted. Only staff members were present.

Even the staff members didn't smile. No one came to offer encouragement.

Okay, the other party is giving me a dirty look. It's an expression of their dissatisfaction.

But it's alright. I expected it.

"what……"

Zhang Yong yawned silently.

I'm a bit sleepy after the long flight. I want to find a place to sleep.

However, since the British weren't giving him any face, he wasn't in the mood to sleep. He was constantly thinking about what kind of action he might take.

Or how about we set off a few strings of firecrackers?

Crackling and popping, making a racket. Forcibly creating a joyful atmosphere.

You British may disregard the French, but you can't disregard me, Zhang Yong!
Who am I, Zhang Yong? I'm your sugar daddy!
Do you still need cargo ships? Do you still need destroyers?
Mud...

After thinking for a moment, he looked south.

That looks like the Strait of Malacca? Lots of ships are passing through there.

It truly lives up to its reputation as a golden waterway. Even in this era, there were so many ships. Most of them flew the Union Jack.

Okay, you're the one.

There's no need to deliver anymore.

He simply took out a simple launcher from his personal storage space.

Specifically designed to launch 107mm rockets. A basic, low-cost version. It only has three launch tubes, but is extremely lightweight.

Just arrange them randomly.

Then take out the rocket and insert it.

Then launch.

"Chirp!"

Three rockets were launched into the air one after another.

Its tail trailed a long, fiery tail, making it very eye-catching in the air.

"What is this?" Spencer asked curiously.

“Our Chinese fireworks,” Zhang Yong replied casually, “are also called ‘double-bang’ fireworks.”

Spencer: ? ? ?

McDonald: ? ? ?
What a strange name.

But those beautiful flames really do look like fireworks?
They watched helplessly as the flames fell.

It seems to have landed on the surface of the water in the Strait of Malacca?
Because of the distance, they couldn't see the specific situation.

However, since it's just fireworks, it shouldn't have any impact.

It might go out if it comes into contact with seawater.

however……

"boom……"

A faint, muffled sound came from behind.

It looks like a shell exploded?
High columns of water rose one after another on the surface of the Strait of Malacca.

"Crash..."

The water column burst, dispersed, and then covered the water surface.

The once calm strait suddenly became bustling. But most people didn't realize what was happening.

Zhang Yong continued loading the ammunition slowly.

One hand.

One in each hand.

They have plenty of strength.

Strength is the most useless thing.

Keep setting off double-bang firecrackers.

I'm bored. What's wrong with setting off a few fireworks to lift my spirits?
Since you British are so clueless, I guess I'll just have to find my own fun.

"Choo Choo Choo……"

Fireworks were set off one by one.

Trailing a long, fiery tail, it landed in the middle of the strait.

This conveniently blocked the waterway completely.

They kill but don't bury.

In any case, none of the British showed up.

Therefore, there is plenty of time to set off beautiful fireworks.

"boom……"

However, the Strait of Malacca is in chaos.

At first, no one realized what was happening. Then they immediately realized something was wrong.

These are artillery shells!
damn it!
Someone fired a shell!
It's a large-caliber shell!

Is this still available?

Someone actually fired cannons into the shipping lane?
The shells are still so dense...

Could it be that the Germans have attacked?
what?
The Germans have attacked?

Omega...

"Come on, you guys come too!"

"Set them off together, it'll be more lively!"

Zhang Yong beckoned a few Frenchmen over and gave them a launch pad.

The rockets are readily available. They're right next to us.

The operation is also very simple.

It means to stuff it in.

Then light the fire.

The rocket will launch itself.

"Choo Choo Choo……"

Two launchers double the launch speed.

More shells landed in the shipping lanes, causing the merchant ships to scatter in panic. Chaos reigned.

The British troops who received the report were all dumbfounded.

what?
Someone fired into the shipping lane?
How can it be?

They immediately sent someone to investigate.

This is incredible.

It's actually true.

"boom……"

Water splashes.

It created towering jets of water, making the entire surface resemble a musical fountain.

All the merchant ships were trembling with fear, like quails.

Breaking into a cold sweat.

It was a real bombardment!

Shells continued to fall, completely blocking the waterway.

Although no merchant ships have been hit yet, the bombing has caused widespread panic, and rumors are flying everywhere.

"The Germans are coming..."

"The Japanese are coming..."

They had all sorts of names. Many people scattered and fled.

British Commander-in-Chief Bill de Blasio was also visibly taken aback.

what?
The enemy has attacked?
where is it?
Why can't I see it?

day!
What exactly is causing this chaos outside?
After much difficulty, the British finally pinpointed the source of the shells. It turned out to be the airfield.

"asshole!"

"Go and stop them!"

Large groups of British troops rushed to the airport.

Zhang Yong clapped his hands.

okay.

The fireworks display is almost over.

The British finally showed up.

Both launchers were stored in his personal space.

It was as if nothing had happened.

He remained calm and composed.

Harmless to humans and animals.

[To be continued]