Spy Shadow: Command & Conquer

Chapter 2054, Look, you're in a hurry again.

kill!

kill!

Zhang Yong swung his sword wildly.

The brain is completely unaware. It's purely muscle memory.

I'll chop!

I'll chop!

I'll chop it down!

I'll cut him in half!

I'll chop horizontally!
I'll chop it vertically!
If anyone moves around, he'll raise his hand and stab them.

"laugh……"

"laugh……"

Blood splattered everywhere.

Everyone was stabbed.

There is absolutely no need for a second cut.

As more and more people were attacked, the blade of the Muramasa demon sword began to chip.

This knife is indeed very sharp. However, it is not durable.

If we're talking about durability, then a large machete is the way to go.

it's fine.

It has a portable space.

The system previously gave away a full one hundred. There are still dozens left.

Change the blade.

Keep cutting.

Keep your head down and keep chopping.

All that could be heard was the sound of someone being hacked to pieces.

Of course, there were also very brief screams.

He was engulfed in a blood-red frenzy.

Huh?
It seems like I've encountered a master?
One strike wasn't enough to kill him? Then give him another one. No more than that.

shuh...

The blade flashed past his waist.

The other party finally lost their life completely.

cut!
What are you pretending to be an expert for?

That is, two cuts!

Your adventure experience has increased.

Your strength +1

You have acquired all of Tanya's skills.

There is system information.

There wasn't time to check.

Keep cutting.

It's not finished yet.

Ning Que? The woodcutter by Shubi Lake?
what!
I am Zhang Yong, a woodcutter at the Tianlong Dojo.

They're cutting down these useless pieces of wood.

One knife at a time.

There was no need for a second cut.

What a ronin!
What ninja!
What an expert!
All of you go to hell!
at last……

The killing stopped.

There are no more targets to kill.

They've all been cut down.

Holding a knife.

Looking around blankly.

I felt like everything before my eyes was blood red. It was all flowing blood.

Bow down.

They discovered that both feet were deeply embedded in a pool of blood.

Thick, fresh blood had already submerged his feet.

Lift your foot.

"Squeak..."

"Squeak..."

It makes strange noises. It makes your teeth ache.

Carefully lifting my foot, I finally emerged from the thick blood.

I let out a long sigh of relief. I felt completely refreshed.

That feels great.

They've all been cut down. That feels good.

Your Agility +1

You have obtained 100 Muramasa demon swords.

The system prompted again.

Zhang Yong: ? ? ?
Surprise.

It's not because of the Muramasa sword.

It's because of Agility +1.

Heaven have mercy, it's no longer a force.

The system has finally changed the way points are allocated.

I've started increasing my agility.

Agility should include things like reaction time and speed.

well.

From now on, my gun-drawing speed will be the absolute winner!

happy.

Now, I need to make a phone call and show off. Share my joy with others.

Start the 5C communication center. Connect to the Meiji government agency.

Radar maps show that Kenji Doihara has returned to Shanghai.

Mei's agency has also found a new address. It's right within the radar map's display radius.

"Hello..." Kenji Doihara answered the phone.

"Come to the Tianlong Dojo." Zhang Yong said in a cold tone.

“You…” Kenji Doihara was slightly taken aback, then suddenly realized what was happening.

Damn!

That guy again!

Wakayama libertine!

Big Bear Village Three!

Chief of the Poisonous Organs!

An extremely despicable troublemaker.

Whenever this guy shows up, nothing good ever comes of it.

I recently heard that this guy went to Southeast Asia again. He disappeared for a while.

The Mei Agency and the Special Higher Police were also able to have a brief moment of peace.

Although the Poisonous Organs were still operating in Shanghai, they couldn't cause any trouble without Zhang Yong's backing.

Unexpectedly, the good days didn't last long before that guy came back.

ah ah ah...

So angry...

So frustrating...

I have to face that guy again.

headache.

"What do you want to do?"

"I just cleaned up the Tianlong Dojo again."

"what?"

Kenji Doihara didn't react in time.

What does it mean to clean it up again?
Just as he was about to ask, a staff officer rushed over, his face ashen. He clearly had something important to report.

Kenji Doihara then covered the microphone and gestured for his advisor to come in.

"Reporting to Your Excellency, everyone inside the Heavenly Dragon Dojo has been killed. The murderer is Da Xiong Zhuang San."

"Nani?"

Kenji Doihara's expression changed drastically. He almost covered the microphone.

Realizing what had happened, she quickly covered the microphone again, fearing that the devil on the other end would come knocking on her door through the phone line.

"Are all the members of the Black Dragon Society dead?"

"Yes."

"Including those sword masters?"

"Yes."

"impossible……"

"Your Excellency, it's true. Right now, only Da Xiong Zhuang San is alive at the Tianlong Dojo. Everyone else is dead."

"impossible……"

Kenji Doihara's face turned deathly pale. He was both shocked and frightened.

Just how powerful is that damned Wakayama ronin? He actually managed to take over the Tenryu Dojo again?
Previously, the Black Dragon Society sent several sword masters to sit there and wait for the other party to come to them.

As a result, Da Xiong Zhuang San did not appear for a long time. Everyone thought he was going to avoid the limelight for the time being.

Unexpectedly, he showed up at our door without warning.

Moreover, they were wiped out again.

"How long did those experts from the Black Dragon Society hold out?"

"It shouldn't have been long. They were probably killed in a single encounter. They're all dead now."

"what……"

Kenji Doihara felt the microphone in his hand getting a little hot.

That prodigal son of Wakayama is terrifying to this extent.

One-on-one.

The whole team was wiped out.

That was the case last time.

It's the same this time.

What exactly is the Black Dragon Society?
Is it really that weak?

Last time we were caught off guard and were ambushed.

This time, they've sent a top expert to oversee things. They're just waiting for the other side to come to them.

result……

The other party came to the door.

Then kill you all?
Isn't this funny?

"Impossible. Where is that old monster from the Miyamoto family?"

"They're all dead. Apart from Da Xiong Zhuang San, there's not a single one alive."

"what……"

Kenji Doihara felt like the sky was falling.

That old monster from the Miyamoto family, known as the number one swordsman, was actually killed?
I hope what I'm hearing is false...

However, his reason told him that it was very likely true.

Because that Wakayama libertine is such a pervert!

silence.

a long time.

Then I remembered the microphone in my hand.

Slowly, I released my grip. I discovered the other person was already dead.

Zhang Yong had obviously hung up long ago.

joke.

I'm waiting for you?
What right do you have to make me wait for you?
Alright, I've had my fun. Now I can teleport back.

The main focus is on quickly clearing dungeons.

Just swipe and leave.

They abandoned the car and mysteriously disappeared.

Ha ha.

Isn't that weird?
That's how strange I and the wandering knight of Kayama are.

The answer is Shadow Escape.

The highest level of ninjutsu.

really……

"He's gone!"

"He's gone!"

"By the grace of Amaterasu, the Wakayama prodigal has vanished from the spot!"

"My God! That must be Shadow Cloak!"

"I've finally witnessed the legendary Shadow Cloak."

"Awesome! So awesome!"

The representatives of the various Japanese forces who were observing from the shadows were all stunned.

While stunned, I began to fill in the blanks with my imagination.

It must be Shadow Cloak.

"Correct!"

"Correct!"

All the observers quickly reached a consensus.

The Wakayama prodigal son mysteriously disappeared, but the effects of this event are only just beginning to take hold.

……

Fuzhou.

The luxurious and extravagant Zhang Mansion.

"what……"

Zhang Yong yawned as he came downstairs.

Liu Jianxu has come again.

This guy comes to pay his respects every day. It almost became a daily ritual of morning and evening greetings.

They wished they could have the word "loyalty" engraved on their foreheads.

Originally, Zhang Yong wanted to say a few lazy words and then send the other party away.

Suddenly, on a whim, I changed my mind.

"Director Liu."

"Commissioner, please speak, please speak."

"I'll equip you with another hundred cannons."

"what?"

Liu Jianxu was stunned.

I actually heard it, but I couldn't believe it.

One hundred cannons?

What caliber is it?

"No! Two hundred! One hundred heavy cannons! One hundred anti-aircraft guns!"

Zhang Yong changed his mind again.

I was provoked by foreigners before.

I've realized how narrow-minded I am! Others are talking about ten battleships right off the bat. I'm even stingy with heavy artillery.

do not care.

No more pretending.

Showdown.

They directly gave Liu Jianxu two hundred heavy artillery pieces.

Let him deploy defenses along the coastline. If any Japanese ships or warships dare to approach, bomb them.

No matter how many heavy artillery pieces there are, they cannot leave Fujian Province.

It can only be used to strengthen coastal defense.

If that's the case, then what's there to worry about?

Give!
Give more!

Arrange delivery.

One hundred and fifty heavy cannons.

One hundred and fifty 88mm anti-aircraft guns.

Why have there been more?

willing!

"Director Liu, let's go collect the goods!"

"well!"

While Liu Jianxu was pleased, he also had some doubts.

If Zhang Yong could really get his hands on two hundred heavy cannons, he would be an absolute god!
Two hundred heavy artillery pieces, what does that mean?
The Nationalist government imported approximately two hundred heavy artillery pieces from Germany.

Using those heavy artillery pieces, the Nationalist government organized ten heavy artillery regiments.

If I really had that many heavy artillery pieces, I could definitely form ten heavy artillery regiments!
"Suddenly..."

"Suddenly..."

The sound of a tractor came from above. It was deafening.

Liu Jianxu's doubts vanished instantly, replaced by unbelievable astonishment.

God!

There really were that many heavy artillery pieces.

All I could see were tractors everywhere.

The tractor was towing heavy artillery pieces.

There were also a large number of trucks. Densely packed together. You couldn't see the end of them. I estimate there were at least three or four hundred.

"Commissioner..."

"A total of three hundred doors. Please accept them."

"What? Three hundred?"

Liu Jianxu froze again, his eyes glazed over.

Another increase? One hundred? Two hundred? Three hundred? Good heavens, is it really that easy?

Then I was completely overwhelmed by ecstasy.

Three hundred heavy cannons.

what!
He can walk sideways now!
He rushed forward and carefully checked to make sure everything was genuine.

The final inspection results, of course, were as expected. All the heavy artillery was genuine and ready for immediate use.

It also came with a large number of shells. Each cannon was equipped with 120 shells.

"Commissioner..."

"How can a coastal defense force function without heavy artillery?"

"Yes……"

"So be it!"

Zhang Yong waved his hand dismissively. He felt that the overall situation seemed pretty good this time.

Three hundred heavy artillery pieces deployed all at once. I wonder what the bald man will think when he finds out? Heh. If you displease me, you won't get any of the benefits.

Under current conditions, no matter how many heavy artillery pieces there are, they cannot leave Fujian Province unless transported by sea.

However, the docks were all under Liu Jianxu's control. He certainly couldn't allow the heavy artillery to leak out.

This is where he makes his living. Of course he values ​​it.

Zhang Yong took his leave.

Activate the 5C communication center. Connect to the Guilin headquarters. Find Little Zhuge.

Keep the fire burning. Give the bald head a good heat.

"Commander Bai."

"Shaolong, when are you going to come to Guilin for a visit? The Li River is so beautiful right now, it's the perfect time to go."

"really?"

"Of course. If you come, I'll make arrangements for you. I guarantee you'll have a great time."

"That's great. I was just on my way to your place."

"is it?"

"Yes. There's a batch of heavy artillery that you need to take over."

"Heavy artillery? What caliber?"

"It's the old-fashioned French-made 155mm howitzer! There are three regiments of them. A total of fifty-four."

"Okay, okay, okay, I'll wait for you in Guilin."

Little Zhuge was overjoyed.

Three heavy artillery regiments!
Fifty-four French-made 155mm howitzers!
If these heavy artillery pieces were handed over to the Guangxi clique, well, the bald man would have to think twice before he speaks.

"it is good."

Zhang Yong ended the call.

Then head to Fuzhou Airport. Take off directly.

His business here is basically settled. He can leave at any time.

I flew a Hawker 3 biplane directly from Fuzhou Airport to Guilin Airport. The airport there wasn't finished yet; only biplanes could land there.

Shortly after takeoff, it flew over the towering mountains of western Fujian.

Suddenly, the radar map showed some scattered yellow dots.

Huh?
Yellow dot?

Western Fujian?

Are they Red Party guerrillas?
It's very likely. Or it might be hidden.

So they turned back and arranged for an airdrop.

Airdrops can only deliver light weapons. But that should be enough.

Mauser 4-ring rifle, get it ready!

Czech-made light machine guns, get them ready!
Ammunition, prepare!
They emptied the equipment of an entire reinforced battalion.

The ammunition supply is a whopping twenty units. That should be enough for those yellow dots to use for a while.

Get it done.

He left gracefully.

west.

Fuzhou is about 1,000 kilometers away from Guilin.

It was already evening when we arrived at Guilin Airport. The setting sun cast a magnificent glow on the mountains and rivers.

Landed safely.

Before anyone even left the cabin, Little Zhuge had already boarded.

Zhang Yong: ...

Sure enough, the three heavy artillery regiments proved to be just what they were looking for.

Little Zhuge was probably constantly worried about losing his chance. He was afraid he wouldn't come, and afraid the heavy artillery regiment would fly away.

Now everything's alright, Zhang Yong has landed safely. The heavy artillery is in good shape.

Arrange for delivery. Send four heavy artillery regiments.

There are a total of seventy-two doors.

That's called a surprise.

"Commander Bai, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

"Shaolong, we've been waiting so long! You've finally arrived!"

"I am ashamed! I am ashamed!"

Zhang Yong chuckled and laughed with the other party, his face beaming.

His cooperation with the Guangxi clique was entirely driven by self-interest. There was no room for sentimentality.

Within the KMT, talking about loyalty and camaraderie with anyone is utter nonsense.

Only tangible benefits are truly reliable.

"Suddenly..."

"Suddenly..."

The roar of a tractor could be heard.

This is a French-made 155mm howitzer arriving.

Compared to other cannons that weigh five or six tons, the French 155mm cannon is really light.

It weighs only three tons. It can barely travel on ordinary roads.

Therefore, while its mobility is only average, it's not entirely nonexistent.

Given enough time, it can still be maneuverable.

The Guangxi system needs just this.

"Commander Bai, the heavy artillery is here. Go and take control!"

"Good, good, good!"

Little Zhuge finally stopped worrying about gains and losses.

All the heavy artillery pieces appeared before him. They were indeed French-made 155mm howitzers.

Admiration from the bottom of my heart.

This Zhang Yong is truly incredibly resourceful.

They were able to acquire so many heavy artillery pieces.

No matter how much Little Zhuge thought about it, he couldn't figure out how he did it.

Huh?
Suddenly I felt something was wrong.

Aren't there three regiments? How come the number is...?

"Shaolong?"

"I'll send you another regiment."

"what……"

Little Zhuge was even happier.

Four heavy artillery regiments! A total of seventy-two large-caliber heavy guns!
More military units of the Guangxi clique could be assigned to a regiment.

what does this mean?
This means that the firepower of each army can be upgraded to a higher level.

Previously, when Zhang Yong was counterattacking Luzhou and Bengbu, he had equipped the 7th Army and 31st Army of the Guangxi Clique with these weapons.

These can now be allocated to other units of the Guangxi clique.

"Young Master, I am deeply grateful." Little Zhuge was rarely seen with a smile on his face. "Please."

"Okay." Zhang Yong nodded and walked forward, then suddenly said casually, "Do you want a tank?"

Little Zhuge: ...

Need I even ask? Of course we should!

How could you not?

We'll take whatever you give us!

Our Guangxi clique also wants to form an offensive army, equipped with tanks and heavy artillery.

"I'll make arrangements in a couple of days."

"Good, good, good."

Little Zhuge was so happy he almost forgot his own surname.

He hurriedly arranged for someone to report to the Fifth War Zone. At the same time, he personally led Zhang Yong to the Li River.

The Li River at night is exceptionally beautiful under the moonlight.

It's August in the Gregorian calendar, July in the lunar calendar. It's roughly the middle of the month. The moonlight is bright, casting a gentle glow.

Of course, this is not the point.

The key point is that Little Zhuge had already arranged for several beautiful girls.

Their task was to serve the Commissioner well.

Zhang Yong glanced at them. They were all unfamiliar.

Liao Panxi is in Nanning and can't come to Guilin for the time being. We'll have to find someone else.

But that's okay. He's not picky. He accepts anyone.

Fine wine and beautiful women, having a great time.

Feeling dazed and confused...

In a daze...

When I woke up, I found that it was already daytime.

Look around. It seems like we're in a resort? It should be. Everywhere you look, there are birds singing and flowers blooming.

"Drip!"

"Drip!"

The radio inside the personal space is making another call.

The system automatically translated. It's an owl again. Catherine. She's really in a hurry lately!

It seems their own remotely deployed fuel supply isn't very large. The Germans probably won't be able to sustain this for long. The British should be able to catch their breath.

Activate 5C (Global) communications. Connect to Singapore. Contact Catherine.

"open!"

"open!"

Sure enough, Catherine was very anxious.

As soon as the call connected, I felt like I had a thousand words to say.

Zhang Yong: ...

"Look, you're in a hurry!"

"I, I, I've come to ask you for help again."

"What do you want now?"

"Still a cargo ship. I'll take it no matter the quantity. Can I pay on credit?"

"No."

"Then I'll give you more land?"

"I don't want Indian ones. I want ones from the Middle East. Preferably near the airport."

"Okay. I'll arrange it."

Catherine was finally relieved.

If Zhang Yong insists on cash, she definitely has no choice. Because Britain is out of money.

Nowadays, purchasing weapons or other supplies is done on credit.

If Zhang Yong wants land, that's even easier.

How many cargo ships do you need?

"The more, the merrier."

"Twenty ships, is that enough?"

"Not enough. But I want them all."

"Remember to give me land."

Zhang Yong repeatedly emphasized that what he really needed was a transportation route.

This refers to the air route from Kolkata to Europe. It is essential to ensure the route is safe.

The next stop after Kolkata must be Mumbai. Then Muscat across the sea. Then Jeddah on the Red Sea.

From Jeddah, you'll fly to Cairo. Once you're in Cairo, there are many more flight routes available.

What Zhang Yong needed was a flight route to Cairo.

End the call.

We drove to the Guilin headquarters.

Little Zhuge personally went out to greet him, all smiles.

"Shaolong, is something the matter?"

"I want to transfer a few hundred men from your Guangxi clique, men who need to be adapted to the hot climate, and I want to take them to fight in Africa."

[To be continued]

(End of this chapter)