Spy Shadow: Command & Conquer

Chapter 2032, Do you want to become an earl?

Chapter 2032, Do you want to become an earl?

I want to go out and see what's going on.

But then a thought struck him, and he slowly sat down again.

An acquaintance has arrived. Catherine. She probably has something to discuss.

Let's ignore the Japanese invaders for now.

"open!"

Sure enough, Catherine arrived soon.

She drove herself here in a Jeep.

Zhang Yong glanced outside the door. It looked like a Willys Jeep, but he wasn't sure.

After all, he had never seen the actual object before and didn't know if it had even appeared yet.

“Williams Jeeps,” McFarlane said. “All new. Over eight hundred in total. Nice cars. Just a bit of a choke point.”

"It's already here," Zhang Yong replied casually. "When did it arrive?"

"It was shipped from Australia last month."

"Oh."

Zhang Yong nodded.

The productivity of the United States began to explode.

In addition to producing a large number of trucks, they also produced a large number of small jeeps.

The mobility of the US military consists of small jeeps and large trucks.

This small jeep weighs only 700 kilograms. If it tips over, a few people can help right it.

However, it has a very strong engine, boasting a full 60 horsepower. It can also carry a load of over 300 kilograms.

In fact, if you put 500 kilograms on it, it seems like it would be barely possible.

Compared to three-wheeled motorcycles and large trucks, small jeeps are undoubtedly more suitable.

I must get some if I get the chance...

Suddenly, a system message arrived.

[Tank Factory Upgrade]

[Acquiring Willys Jeep data]

[Data retrieval successful]

[Sorting in progress...]

Zhang Yong: ? ? ?
Surprise.

The system is so considerate.

He had just said he wanted a Willys Jeep, and then he found one.

Check it out.

The equipment list already contains fifty Willys Jeeps.

Great.

They sold fifty vehicles in one go.

It is estimated that there will be more in the future. It can be widely adopted.

Perfect timing, it seems paratroopers could be used. The US 101st Airborne Division is heavily equipped with them.

Calm.

Waiting for Catherine to arrive.

Catherine parked the car outside, got out, and then came in.

He sat down directly next to Zhang Yong.

"Zhang, I have a gift for you. I'm sure you'll like it."

"Don't say it's this Jeep."

"You guessed it. This is our latest Willys Jeep. We're giving it to you as a token of our sincerity."

"Thank you!"

Zhang Yong nodded, indicating his acceptance.

Even though the system only provides fifty vehicles at a time, he'd definitely accept if someone gave them to him for free!

Sugar-coated bullets and the like. Eat the sugar coating. Fire the bullets back.

It's okay if we can't fight back.

Anyway, the Kuomintang (KMT) doesn't have any strict disciplinary requirements.

The more corrupt you are, the more the bald man trusts you.

Zhang Yong even wondered if he had been too honest before.

Perhaps the level of corruption and depravity wasn't high enough. That's what made the bald man uneasy.

Once you begin to cultivate an image of integrity and win people's hearts, it means you have grand ambitions and want to accomplish great things.

Of course, the bald man couldn't sleep. Naturally, he would be constantly hindered from behind.

"What do you want me to do?"

"Go for a drive at sea."

"The two of you?"

"There is also a Tribal-class destroyer."

"doing what?"

"Nothing much. Just a simple drive."

"Oh."

Zhang Yong thought to himself, "I'd never believe you."

Taking a destroyer for a spin. I'm crazy.

If you are truly sincere, at least bring over a large battleship.

Taking a cruise in a battleship is more in line with my status as a special commissioner!

A tiny destroyer...

The space was incredibly cramped.

There were over a hundred people, even two hundred, and there wasn't even a place to stand in the crowded conditions.

So, he just said "oh" and that was the end of it.

Just then, McFarlane hadn't paid yet, so he continued eating and drinking with his head down.

Catherine: ...

This bastard.

I can't get a Willys Jeep started!

How to do?
The order from above is for him to go out to sea!
The main purpose was to test Zhang Yong's extraordinary abilities and then re-evaluate him.

This matter is very important.

If it turns out that Zhang Yong is indeed very capable, then we must win him over.

At the very least, we need to sow discord between this guy and the French. We can't let him become so devoted to serving the French.

"Zhang, we can also give you the title of special envoy."

"What are you doing for me?"

"Of course, it's to facilitate communication between both parties."

"Do you need a special envoy? I don't think so."

Zhang Yong shook his head.

I won't do anything that doesn't bring me any benefit.

The French special envoys, on the other hand, were genuinely given benefits.

Give gold.

For a beautiful woman.

Give power.

Very generous.

What can you British people offer?
A Jeep?

Or is it American?
stingy.

“Our special envoy has a lot of power.”

"Talk about it."

"At least, you can coordinate a lot of things outside your home country."

"If I were to fly from Singapore to Algiers, requiring several landings and refueling along the way, could the special envoy handle that?"

"of course."

"I just don't think it's possible."

"As long as you produce the documents we've signed, you're guaranteed to have unimpeded passage."

"is it?"

Zhang Yong was skeptical.

However, this is a great opportunity.

Although Spencer assured him that he would take care of the coordination.

It's unrealistic to place all your hopes on Spencer. If you want freedom of flight, you have to work for it yourself.

"Zhang, I'm serious. I've never lied to you."

"Alright. Let's go then!"

Zhang Yong thought about it. That was indeed the case.

This Catherine, although a female spy, truly didn't deceive herself.

Most importantly, she made a lot of money. She's a very wealthy woman.

Since she's a very wealthy woman, she wouldn't want to die.

In other words, it won't be detrimental to me. Otherwise, I would definitely drag her down with me.

She was a woman of status and power. Her family was also very influential. No one dared to kill her, including Percival.

So, overall, this voyage was safe.

Go out.

boarding.

Zhang Yong drove the car himself.

His current driving skills are at the SSS level.

No matter what kind of vehicle it is, you can drive it right away. You don't need anyone to explain it to you.

It's possible that the system has silently implanted the relevant information into his mind. His movements are now incredibly skillful.

Sure enough, Catherine noticed it immediately and asked curiously, "Have you driven this kind of car before?"

"Where to?" Zhang Yong was too lazy to answer the pointless question.

Catherine gestured forward with her chin, "The docks. Colonel Jimmy is already waiting for us."

"Just one destroyer?"

"Yes."

"it is good."

Zhang Yong didn't say anything more.

Radar maps show that there aren't actually many warships at the dock.

At this point, the British Far East Naval Fleet was essentially a shell of its former self, consisting of only five destroyers and two light cruisers.

There were no battleships.

There are no aircraft carriers.

There were no battlecruisers either.

In short, there were no capital warships.

All the capital warships have been redeployed to the North Atlantic and the Mediterranean.

Right now, this is the most difficult time for the British Navy. They need to keep a close eye on the German Navy.

We need to keep an eye on the French Navy.

We need to keep an eye on the Italian Navy.

Whether in the North Atlantic or the Mediterranean, they were constantly on the move.

Unfortunately, the Germans were unable to integrate the French and Italian warships, and thus could not deliver a fatal blow to the British Navy. Instead, they were repeatedly defeated piecemeal.

When it comes to naval strength, the British are indeed formidable. They took on three opponents single-handedly and even gained the upper hand.

Despite some losses, they ultimately managed to hold on.

On the contrary, after defeating the Germans, they couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed.

By 2025, the strength of the British Royal Navy will be nothing short of disheartening.

Calm yourself down. Focus on driving.

"open……"

"Speak directly if you have anything to say."

"Do you want to become an earl?"

"what?"

"Join us in England, and I guarantee you can become an earl."

"I am Chinese."

“I’m serious. With your abilities, you really could be granted the title of Earl…”

"I am Chinese."

Zhang Yong resolutely refused. "I will not betray my country."

I am greedy and lustful. I am licentious and shameless. But I am not fickle, nor do I betray principles for personal gain.

I, Zhang Yong, was born a Chinese, and I will die a Chinese ghost.

"Ok."

Catherine didn't say anything more.

I just feel a deep sense of regret.

He is truly an incredibly capable person. He is practically omnipotent.

Unfortunately, he's Chinese, not British. I'll have to keep trying to get him to come over.

But she didn't give up. She would do everything she could to win him back.

Even if we don't join Britain, we can still help.

If the situation becomes critical, she will ask him to go to London and take charge there.

At this moment, London is filled with anxiety. No one knows what dangers lie ahead.

Quiet.

Arrived at the military dock.

A Tribal-class destroyer is ready.

The destroyer "Bantu". Standard displacement: 2000 tons. Full load displacement: 2600 tons.

It was one of the newest British destroyers. Its most distinctive feature was the four twin-mounted 120mm guns, for a total of eight.

The French Fantasy-class destroyers only had five main guns. But the Tribal-class destroyers had eight.

Of course, there is a difference between 120 mm and 138 mm.

However, if the two sides were to clash, with eight gates against five gates, it would be difficult to say who would hit whom first.

A British naval captain greeted us. He was stern and unsmiling.

"Miss Catherine."

"Colonel Jimmy, I have brought the man."

"Then let's go!"

"it is good."

The group boarded the ship.

Zhang Yong was surprised to find that his worries were unnecessary.

He and Catherine actually had a separate cabin, albeit a temporary one.

It wasn't very big, maybe only ten square meters. There was a double bed inside. It was simple, but definitely not a hammock or anything like that.

Turning to look at Catherine, "Shall we live together?"

“I’m the only woman on this ship. Are you going to sleep with other men?” Catherine asked seductively.

"Of course not," Zhang Yong immediately changed his tune. He felt much better.

It's definitely a honey trap.

However, he benefited from it.

Going out to sea like this doesn't seem so bad.

"Woooooooo..."

"Woooooooo..."

The destroyer USS Bantuan sounded its horn and then set sail.

The speed gradually increased. The ship began to rock. But Zhang Yong said there was no major problem.

There's a comfortable, big bed. Even if the ship rocks a little, it won't be a problem.

"Go ahead."

"what?"

"What exactly do you want me to do?"

"There might be planes, submarines, or other warships arriving along the way..."

"and then?"

“I told them that you have some amazing abilities…”

"Predicting in advance?"

"Yes. They didn't believe it. So they wanted to see for themselves."

"So it was your suggestion?"

"Yes."

"What do you want to do?"

"I'm sending you back to London with me to protect Britain."

"I'm not that great."

"The compensation is very generous."

"All right……"

Zhang Yong then changed his mind. He didn't say it was a death sentence.

The benefits were generous, and it wasn't just about money. I guess the British aren't broke either.

Their gold reserves have been almost entirely depleted by the United States. They need to sell overseas military bases, and even colonies.

"I'm serious about my status as a special envoy."

"go on."

"As long as you have the documents, you can freely enter and exit all Commonwealth countries and request the necessary assistance from the local authorities."

Will they recognize it?

“A document issued by the King and acknowledged by the Prime Minister naturally possesses the highest authority.”

"Really?"

"Once they witness it in person, the documents will be drafted, stamped, and then airlifted here to you."

"Wasn't it drafted here?"

"We need the King's seal and the Prime Minister's seal. We don't have those here."

"Ok."

Zhang Yong believed it to some extent.

Catherine was probably genuinely worried.

They were worried that Britain would actually be landed and occupied by the Germans.

Germans these days are really fierce.

The bombing raids were deafening. The Royal Air Force fought back with great difficulty.

The Spitfire fighter jet was indeed a good performer. However, there weren't enough of them. There weren't enough pilots either, leading to a very unfavorable start.

The situation is even worse for the army. Heavy weapons are particularly scarce. There isn't even a enough supply of rifles.

The navy is severely lacking in warships because it has too many missions.

The number of merchant ships that were sunk by German submarines began to increase.

A large number of destroyers need to be deployed to escort merchant ships.

It's fair to say they were completely overwhelmed.

From God's perspective, we know the British ultimately held on.

However, at this moment, without God's perspective, there is absolutely no confidence!
After the war, Churchill was purged, accused of betraying too many of the British people's interests.

But at this critical juncture, who dares to say that the current decision is wrong?
What use are colonies if the homeland has already been conquered by the Germans?
A thought suddenly occurred to me.

The control panel map showed that a formation of fighter jets was approaching.

The display shows white dots. It must be a British fighter plane.

It's definitely not fire-breathing.

The air traffic control map shows Hurricane Hawke.

The most numerous fighter jet currently in service with the Royal Air Force.

Its most distinctive feature is that it is equipped with a Rolls-Royce PV-12 engine, with a power output of up to 1200 horsepower.

Bricks fly with great force.

Let alone a light and airy fighter jet?

Thanks to its powerful engine, this Hurricane fighter jet performed well.

It has excellent mobility. Its structure is simple. It is extremely durable. Ordinary shell explosions have little fatal effect on it.

Most importantly, it can adapt to a wide variety of climates.

Even when deployed to the scorching North African desert, mechanical failures are rare.

From a purely mechanical failure perspective, it is far superior to its rival, the BF-109.

German planes are still too delicate.

In the hot, dry, and harsh climate of the North African desert, their combat effectiveness is completely rendered useless.

This was one of the reasons Rommel couldn't hold out: his air support was very weak.

Get your mind back.

This reminds me of what Catherine said.

"Is there radar?"

"what?"

Does the Bantu destroyer have radar installed?

"No."

Zhang Yong then nodded.

Since there's no radar, I'll show you what I'm capable of.

He performs a public display of power. We're all too familiar with it.

He immediately raised his voice.

"Six fighter jets are approaching from the southeast, 130 kilometers away."

"It is judged to be a Hawker Hurricane fighter jet."

"Expected contact time is fifteen minutes from now. Please be aware."

[To be continued]

(End of this chapter)

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