Spy Shadow: Command & Conquer

Chapter 2039, When the Tiger Is Away from the Mountain

Chapter 2039, When the Tiger Is Away from the Mountain
"What else?"

"Deventer is also going to the Third War Zone."

"What is he going to do?"

Stilwell told him that the Third War Zone was the darkest place, and he wanted to see it for himself.

"Uh……"

Zhang Yong then understood why the other party was so difficult to deal with.

It turns out that it was Stilwell who made the move.

It must have been Stilwell and De Went who talked a lot, which led to De Went's serious distrust of the Chinese government.

Having spent so much time in China, Stilwell was naturally more familiar with the various ways the Chinese government operated.

Stilwell suspected that of the aid funds used, perhaps less than 30% were actually used. The rest were likely embezzled.

In fact it is.

The funds had barely arrived when they were divided up among the greedy parties.

Zhang Yong was among them, receiving a small share. However, the majority went to the Kong and Song families.

De Winter is clearly here to cause trouble. He finds fault with everything.

Stilwell was a very meticulous person. I guess De Winter was too.

These guys all come from wealthy families, are a bit stubborn, and value their ideals and beliefs very much.

Why doesn't the Ministry of Foreign Affairs try to find a solution?

"This Deventer is not a diplomat; he was sent by Marshall."

Marshall?

"Correct."

"No wonder..."

Zhang Yong muttered to himself.

This Marshall was also a meticulous person.

She also has a terrible relationship with the bald guy. Every time she appears, she makes the bald guy uncomfortable.

Later, the bald man exhausted all his strength to drive Stilwell away. But he offended Marshall. From then on, things went downhill from there.

Without the strong support of the United States, baldness is like duckweed on the water, easily swept away.

"So, what exactly does the Chairman mean?"

"Please keep Deventer with you. Don't let him wander off on his own."

"understood."

Zhang Yong gave a lazy reply.

His tone was clearly annoyed. He wants me to clean up his mess again.

Originally, he wanted to refuse outright. He had absolutely no motivation for anything that didn't offer him any benefit.

But he quickly realized Derwent's usefulness: to forge imperial edicts and use his name as a shield. He could then frequently invoke Derwent's name.

Once you're in the Third War Zone, if anyone has any objections, just say that it was Derwent who wanted to do it this way. If you're unhappy, go find him.

If Gu Zhutong has a different opinion, he can just pack up and leave.

If you're so capable, then take care of Devonte.

Get up.

Farewell.

Go find Rong Shuang to catch up. And Luo Ning too.

I've neglected them terribly lately. I must make it up to them properly. I've even prepared Liuwei Dihuang Pills.

Two days later, Zhang Yong returned to Changsha from Kunming.

While in the air, he discovered that Liu Zhi was also there.

Moreover, they were at the airport, clearly waiting for him to land. It was probably something important.

landing.

Exit the cabin.

Landing.

"Shaolong".

Sure enough, Liu Zhi greeted him with a broad smile.

This commander of the Fourth War Zone is getting increasingly overweight. He's starting to look more and more like Maitreya Buddha.

"Mr. Liu."

Zhang Yong also had a big smile on his face. He seemed quite relaxed.

Liu Zhi wasn't very cunning. Dealing with him wasn't too tiring.

"Shaolong, you're finally back."

"Mr. Liu, let's not stand on ceremony. Let's get straight to the point."

"Don't worry. It's nothing serious. Just a small business matter."

"tell me the story?"

“Zhou Zhirou’s business has been expanding rapidly lately, and I, your brother, am very envious. I’m also thinking of finding a way to do the same…”

"Do you have any idea?"

"Look, in Changsha, could we..."

"Of course."

Zhang Yong replied with a smile. "It's nothing unusual."

I knew Liu Zhi wouldn't sit still. He was single-mindedly focused on making money.

At this time, many high-ranking officials in the Nationalist government are not thinking about how to kill the enemy, but rather how to fatten their own pockets.

Anyway, the war has already raged to this point, the country is barely hanging on. The Japanese can't break through, and the National Revolutionary Army can't push out either. It's not a big deal.

Watching others make money is more painful than killing yourself. Who could sit still?

Anyone with even a little bit of connections is now using their own unique abilities to plunder as much as possible.

Zhou Zhirou was involved in large-scale smuggling and trafficking of imported goods, a fact known to those in high positions. Everyone wanted a piece of the pie, but no one had the means.

Liu Zhi was also anxious. He wanted a piece of the pie, so he wanted to monopolize Changsha Airport.

"Hehe, this..."

"Mr. Liu, I'll open a direct flight route to Manila for you. We'll use a transport plane to fly directly from Manila and supply goods directly."

"Really?"

"of course."

Zhang Yong gave an affirmative answer.

The flight from Changsha to Manila is approximately 1700 kilometers.

Using the DC-3 transport aircraft is perfectly fine. Even fully loaded, it can safely make and receive flights.

Of course, it's a one-way trip. You'll need to refuel after landing.

"Great!"

Liu Zhi was overjoyed. He rubbed his hands together in delight.

A separate shipping route. Directly importing goods from Manila. They'll definitely make a fortune.

Although not as good as Zhou Zhirou, she's not bad either.

"Mr. Liu, please make a plan for me first. Let me know who we need to send to Manila."

"Okay, okay, I'll arrange it!"

"Come find me once you've made the arrangements. I'll arrange the transport planes and flight routes."

"Good, good, good!"

Liu Zhi then left satisfied.

What national affairs are more important than making money?

Anyway, with Zhang Yong holding things together, the sky won't fall. He'll save the day.

Sure enough, when something happened in the Third War Zone, Zhang Yong was ultimately asked to handle it.

The Fourth War Zone is very quiet right now. There's absolutely nothing to worry about.

If you don't make money now, when will you?

"Commissioner".

Min Gang has made steady progress.

Zhang Yong nodded. He was very satisfied with Min Gang.

This is a nuclear-powered donkey. Seriously. It's working every single moment.

Aside from the last time he supposedly went out to have some fun, he spends almost all his time at the airport. What a workaholic!

Of course, Min Gang would also make some extra money behind the scenes. It was harmless.

Zhang Yong was even worried that he was taking too little.

After all, in the KMT's corrupt environment, going it alone is very dangerous.

If you don't get on the bus, you're not one of us. We'll kill you.

If everyone ostracizes you, it means trouble.

"Thanks for your hard work."

"Commissioner, we don't have enough transport planes. We can't arrange any more."

"Is there any room left at the airport?"

"Have."

"Where is the pilot?"

"Also."

"Well."

Zhang Yong immediately arranged for two squadrons of DC-3 transport planes to arrive.

The system is readily available. We have as many as you need. But we need pilots and ground crew.

The bottleneck for the Nationalist Air Force today is actually its ground crew.

Soon, the two formations of transport planes landed slowly and then entered the designated parking area.

"Go get busy!"

"Yes."

Min Gang took his leave.

Just as Zhang Yong was about to leave the airport, another officer rushed over.

"Commissioner, De Went is here."

"please."

Zhang Yong nodded.

He had actually already seen a beautiful American high school outside the airport.

He was accompanied by twelve fully armed American Marines, each carrying a Springfield M1903 rifle.

So he was Devonte.

Someone who can cause trouble for the bald guy, not bad.

Anyone the bald guy doesn't like is a friend.

Wait silently.

Devont quickly came to him.

Zhang Yong suspected the other person was an active-duty military officer. He was physically fit and very strong.

Those twelve American Marines were also very strong. No wonder they were considered fourth-class citizens. Their lives were the most miserable, yet the toughest.

"open?"

Devonte reached out his hand.

Zhang Yong nodded. Then he extended his hand. The two shook hands.

I immediately felt the other person exerting force.

Good grief, here we go again with this trick.

Okay, let's fight back!

Apply force immediately.

Show no mercy.

"what!"

Devonte cried out in surprise.

Zhang Yongcai released his grip and pushed her away, his expression calm.

"you……"

Devonte's face turned slightly pale.

They were clearly very surprised. They hadn't expected the other person to be so strong.

Their momentum immediately weakened.

His opponent was a strong person. He couldn't afford to be arrogant.

He himself is a strong person. One can only admire those who are even stronger.

Are you in the Army or the Marine Corps?

"Marine Corps".

"No wonder."

Zhang Yong nodded. He didn't say anything more.

He's a Marine Corps lieutenant colonel. And an active-duty one at that. No wonder he's so stubborn.

It's said that in the Pacific theater, the Marines suffered the most. Poor treatment, high casualties, and inadequate weaponry.

No matter how advanced the weapon, it's always the last one to be deployed. It's incredibly frustrating.

"What do you mean?"

“I said, you are about to face a tough battle.”

"A fierce battle? Where?"

"The secret cannot be leaked."

Zhang Yong certainly couldn't mention Pearl Harbor.

It's no use saying it now. Nobody will believe it, except the Japanese invaders themselves.

The Japanese invaders themselves probably hadn't even finalized their plan yet.

There weren't even any heavy aerial bombs. The largest one weighed only 220 kilograms.

If the Japanese had 500 or 1000 kilograms of aerial bombs, they would certainly have caused even greater damage to Pearl Harbor.

"Zhang, Stilwell has a good impression of you."

"you flatter me."

"However, you are also among my survey subjects."

"Investigating what?"

"The specific destination of the aid funds."

"Oh."

Zhang Yong tilted his head and glanced at the other person sideways.

Stubborn. A bit foolish. Straightforward. Backfires.

I really want to say that this is China. There are unique national circumstances here. Your rigid, inflexible investigation will yield no results.

"I hope I can tell the truth."

"it is good."

Zhang Yong smiled and agreed.

Waving. Arranging for delivery via the system.

Soon, a truck arrived, bringing a truckload of weapons and equipment.

Including the M1 Garand semi-automatic rifle.

Including the M2HB heavy machine gun.

Including 60mm mortars.

Including 81mm mortars.

It filled a truck.

"Go up and see for yourself!"

"it is good."

Devonte really doesn't mind trouble.

He was also very agile. In one swift step, he leaped onto the train carriage.

then……

His expression gradually became somewhat strange.

All of them are American weapons.

This includes the latest M1 Garand semi-automatic rifle.

This type of rifle is rarely used by the US military. The Marine Corps doesn't have a single one.

The only ones that can pull the bolt are the Springfield M1903s, which have been used since the last World War and are decades old.

frown.

He thought for a moment. Then he jumped.

He held a Garand semi-automatic rifle in his hand, his face full of confusion.

"Zhang, where did this come from?"

"Of course it was bought."

"Where did you buy it?"

"Military secret. No comment."

How did you manage to buy so many semi-automatic rifles?

“Mr. De Went, this is my answer to your first question. Where did the dollars I received go?”

"You mean you used it all to buy these weapons and equipment?"

"Do you really think these weapons and equipment will just fall from the sky and be given to me for free?"

"But you can't possibly buy it..."

"There's nothing you can't buy. As long as the price is right, you can buy anything."

"you……"

Devonte hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

I wanted to refute what the other person said, but I found that I couldn't.

Because what they said is correct. It's a free market economy. Everything depends on price. If the offer is high enough, you can definitely buy it.

A Garand semi-automatic rifle costs approximately eighty dollars at the factory. The exact price paid by the Army is unclear. However, Zhang Yong's offer was certainly more than that.

In order to maximize profits, arms companies will definitely prioritize supplying goods to those who offer the highest bids.

How many of these rifles did you purchase?

"Take a look around."

"what?"

"Didn't you notice that all the airport security guards' equipment is this?"

"I……"

Devonte hadn't noticed it just now.

Because when this rifle is held upright, it is quite similar to the Springfield M1903.

The bayonets of the two are actually exactly the same.

Looking closely now, I was secretly surprised. They really were all Garand semi-automatic rifles.

Conservative estimate: at least a thousand units, perhaps even several thousand.

Good heavens, this Zhang Yong is truly insane.

They snapped up so many Garands at exorbitant prices. The arms companies made all the money.

This means that the dollars that were just sent out flowed back into the United States.

In this case, it seems pointless to investigate further.

The investigation has reached the arms company.

To be honest, he wouldn't dare.

Those arms giants all have powerful backgrounds.

He's just a lowly Marine Corps lieutenant colonel; he's definitely not someone you can afford to mess with.

Good that you understand.

"Zhang, tell me the truth, how much did you buy?"

"Fifty thousand."

"How many?"

Devonte was startled.

Actually, I heard it.

But I was terrified. I doubted I had heard correctly.

50,000 units.

Omega!
That's an insane number!

At $100 per bottle, that's five million dollars!

Moreover, the unit price is definitely more than $100.

crazy……

Then consider other weapons.

Every minute, it's millions of dollars.

Even tens of millions...

When you calculate it all together, it seems to be about the same as the aid funds.

"and many more."

Do you have any further questions?

Why did you order so many? Fifty thousand?

Who wouldn't want something good?

"I……"

Devon suddenly felt incredibly miserable.

Look, even the Chinese government knows that the Garand semi-automatic rifle is a good thing.

Others were willing to pay a high price to buy them. They even bought 50,000 in one go. But the Marine Corps didn't have a single one.

So miserable...

They're really disliked!
When will our Marine Corps be able to change their uniforms?
"give you."

"what?"

"Replace all their bolts."

"Thank you!"

Devonte agreed without hesitation.

He wanted something good too, of course. He immediately ordered the twelve soldiers to switch to their guns.

They switched to brand-new Garand semi-automatic rifles.

They threw away all the bolts. They threw them onto the truck.

Devont didn't even change the Garand semi-automatic rifle he was carrying. He simply slung it over his back.

Good things should be carried with you at all times.

In case of danger, it is far more powerful than a Browning pistol.

"The Third War Zone is extremely dangerous; we could encounter the Japanese at any moment. Lieutenant Colonel Deventer, are you ready?"

"of course."

Devonte patted Garland on the back of his head.

Their opinion of Zhang Yong changed. They began to think that he was using money to buy weapons and equipment.

Those aid dollars have finally found a suitable place to go.

It's still the best place to go. It's perfectly reasonable and legal.

The investigation into Zhang Yong can be concluded. He has no problems.

Someone reported Zhang Yong, but they probably don't know the truth. He's been misunderstood. I can help explain things to him.

"open!"

Devonte extended his hand.

This time it was a real handshake. A friendly one.

[Cooperation rate 100+]

Zhang Yong: ? ? ?
The other party was indeed naive.

And that's how I got fooled.

Ha ha.

Yeah.

We will cooperate seamlessly from now on.

"please."

Arrange for someone to take Devonte and the others to rest.

Zhang Yong now needs to send a portion of his troops to Quzhou Airport as a preparatory step.

"report!"

Duan Xingdao arrived. He brought five officers with him.

Well, it's all yellow dots! They've really given up on acting. Not a single other color.

But it's okay.

As long as the 167th Division remains under its supervision, no one dares to investigate.

In fact, Xu Enzeng and Boss Dai are no longer focused on this aspect, but are instead trying to expand their strength.

Both the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics (Zhongtong) and the Military Bureau of Investigation and Statistics (Juntong) are currently busy making money.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Zhang Yong raised his hand in return.

Then arrange for troops to board the plane.

Speed is of the essence in war. If we're going to leave, we need to be quick.

An infantry battalion was quickly airlifted to Quzhou Airport.

then……

Zhang Yong set off with Deventer.

Landed safely.

Exit the cabin.

Landing.

"Commissioner".

Wang Shuming strode up.