Spy Shadow: Command & Conquer

Chapter 2057, The East Wind Blows, the War Drums Beat

Chapter 2057, The East Wind Blows, the War Drums Beat
"The Japanese invaders had radio stations!"

Commander Shen discovered the antenna inside the telescope.

With his keen battlefield instincts, he immediately realized that Japanese reinforcements were on their way.

Undoubtedly, the Japanese invaders would use the radio to summon nearby Japanese troops to join the encirclement.

In this way, they were surrounded by the Japanese invaders.

Extremely dangerous.

A decisive action must be taken.

He quickly climbed onto the turret.

"Boss Chen, the Japanese have a radio station; we'll be surrounded."

"I know."

"We must break out immediately."

"No!"

"I am the military commander. The political commissar is not here, so you must listen to me."

"Commander Shen, this is a great opportunity to annihilate the Japanese invaders. If we draw all the Japanese troops in the surrounding area, the other brother units can safely relocate. Even your headquarters can easily escape the encirclement."

"I……"

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

He hadn't expected that Boss Chen knew so much about this.

After hearing this explanation, he had no way to refute it, because what the other party said made perfect sense.

"But, Mr. Chen, you will die."

"not necessarily."

"We were surrounded by so many Japanese invaders, and we might all die a heroic death."

"not necessarily."

"you……"

Commander Shen finally fell silent.

He concluded that the other party was definitely not an arms dealer.

How could there be such fearless arms dealers? Knowing full well they're going to their deaths, they remain undaunted.

However, the other party's identity is no longer important.

It is true that the other side killed Japanese invaders.

So many Japanese soldiers died at the hands of the enemy; they couldn't possibly be spies.

"Commander Shen, construct fortifications on the spot."

"I have prepared enough entrenching tools for you."

"Immediately utilize the surrounding villages to construct field fortifications. Dig as many trenches as possible."

"The Japanese invaders did not have heavy artillery. They only had infantry guns and Type 75 mountain guns."

Zhang Yong gave his instructions methodically.

As is his habit, he has begun to dominate the battlefield.

Since the Japanese invaders don't have heavy weapons, let's build strongholds and fight a protracted war.

I built fortifications and defended them fiercely, waiting for the Japanese invaders to attack.

Lure all the nearby Japanese troops there. Then inflict heavy casualties. Deal a crushing blow in one fell swoop.

He now has weapons and ammunition, food, fuel (gasoline is fuel), and medicine. There's nothing to fear.

"But we don't have direct-fire artillery..."

"I have."

"Really?"

"We'll arrange a 76.2mm field gun from the Soviet Red Army for you right away."

"Great!"

Commander Shen was finally relieved.

If we really have field artillery, then let's do it!
Before he dies, he absolutely must take a few Japanese soldiers down with him to relieve the pressure on his brother units.

The Fifth Division, where I was stationed, happened to be the core area of the Japanese invasion.

The two sides were locked in a fierce and protracted struggle, repeatedly locked in a tug-of-war.

The military district headquarters is also currently attempting to break through the encirclement. The situation is unclear.

However, the military district headquarters is quite bloated. There's a lot of logistics involved, and also exiled students. It's probably going to be tough.

Two regiments had already been scattered by the Japanese invaders, suffering heavy casualties, and the situation was very bad.

If we can inflict heavy losses on the Japanese invaders here, even if we all perish, we must make their sweeping operation pay a heavy price and force them to retreat. Then the rest of us will be safe.

"Come with me!"

"Yes!"

Immediately lead a team to investigate the surrounding area.

Sure enough, a large number of shovels, spades, and pickaxes were found.

They are all excellent tools for digging fortifications. They can make the work twice as efficient. Fortunately, the surrounding soil is loose, making it ideal for digging trenches.

At the same time, many burlap sacks were also found. They were filled with flour, and it was pure white.

So a tactical division of labor was implemented. One group continued fighting, while the other group built fortifications.

"Da da da……"

"Clap clap clap..."

The sounds of gunfire continued incessantly.

The Japanese invasion was quickly repelled.

"Kill Jiji!"

Some fearless Japanese soldiers charged forward, only to be riddled with bullets.

Against Eighth Route Army soldiers with ample ammunition, such a reckless charge was tantamount to suicide. Even a Mauser 4-ring rifle would be extremely lethal.

For a trained soldier, firing 15 rounds per minute with a bolt-action rifle is the standard.

A very few individuals with exceptionally high speeds can even fire more than 20 shots.

Especially those British 77 rifles. Their rate of fire was extremely high. The bullets were very dense.

Not to mention the Czech-made light machine gun, and a modified version at that. It had a 30-round curved magazine.

"Clap clap clap..."

"Da da da……"

Japanese soldiers were continuously hit by dense bullets.

Many Japanese soldiers twisted their bodies in resentment, lying limp and paralyzed on the ground.

Well played.

However, the atmosphere was still a little lacking.

What's missing?
12.7 mm heavy machine gun.

Without it, it just doesn't feel like it's enough to be lethal.

Although 7.92mm bullets could kill Japanese soldiers, their deterrent effect was insufficient!
They couldn't even smash the Japanese invaders' heads. Or their skulls would explode.

Only 12.7mm bullets are truly explosive.

Arrange delivery immediately.

They delivered a Soviet-made DShK 12.7mm heavy machine gun.

It's the kind with wheels and a shield. It's more suitable for defensive combat.

Soon, a mule train brought twelve DShK heavy machine guns, along with a large quantity of 12.7mm ammunition.

Zhang Yong also crawled out of the Grizzly tank. For now, we don't need to worry about the tank.

The crew inside the tank only needed to keep their heads down and fire.

Wherever Japanese troops were spotted, they were to fire. Hitting them was ideal, of course. If they missed, it was considered training.

"Boss Chen."

Regiment Commander Shen hurriedly ran over.

He also spotted the DShK heavy machine guns and rushed over to investigate.

"How about it?"

"How about what?"

What do you think of these heavy machine guns?

"Is it also for us?"

"To be precise, it's being sold to you. You'll have to exchange it for the heads of the Japanese invaders."

"Uh……"

"The more Japanese invaders you eliminate, the more weapons and ammunition I will sell to you."

"This is……"

Commander Shen had never seen such a heavy machine gun before.

The barrel caliber looks huge. It's a bit like an anti-aircraft machine gun. But it's clearly not an anti-aircraft machine gun.

Based on a comprehensive assessment, its power should be considerable.

"This is a DShK 12.7mm heavy machine gun from the Soviet Red Army."

"It could penetrate the frontal armor of Japanese tanks at a distance of 300 meters. Not to mention the sides."

Zhang Yong's simple explanation.

Using a DShK heavy machine gun to shoot down Japanese tanks is actually quite simple.

However, there's probably little chance. The Grizzly Tank has already entered the fray and will undoubtedly dominate the entire field.

As long as Japanese tanks dared to appear, it would engage them in a firefight.

No problem, I'll stand here and let you fight me. Let's see if you can impress me. You think you can sway me with your bean-shaped war machines? Haha!
"I've given you everything!"

"it is good!"

Commander Shen was overjoyed.

They hurriedly arranged for someone to tow the heavy machine gun over.

This heavy machine gun comes with wheels, so it can be towed around.

The heavy machine gun strongpoint was quickly set up.

then……

"Suddenly..."

Then they started firing.

The bullets swept across the ground as they continued their pursuit of the Japanese invaders.

Some Japanese soldiers lay prone on the ground to avoid the hail of bullets. The uneven ground would usually stop the 7.92mm bullets.

but……

"Puff puff……"

The large-caliber bullets flattened the ground.

The Japanese soldiers hiding behind had nowhere to hide. They were torn apart by the brutal bullets.

"it is good!"

Commander Shen's adrenaline surged.

This Mr. Chen is truly amazing.

They even managed to get their hands on a heavy machine gun with such terrifying firepower.

Dealing with the Japanese infantry was actually a minor matter.

If the Japanese cavalry were to appear, that would be a real weapon of mass destruction.

A bullet the thickness of a thumb would likely travel at least three miles. It would have even more destructive power than that.

Stable.

I was a little worried about the Japanese cavalry just now.

Now I'm completely fearless. I even have a bit of hope. I hope the Japanese cavalry will appear soon.

A volley of heavy machine gun fire would send the Japanese cavalrymen screaming for their lives, reduced to dust. Then the ground would be littered with the mournful cries of warhorses…

There's horse meat to eat!
Even better things were yet to come.

"Hoo-er-hey-yo!"

The shouts of the grooms could be heard continuously.

The mule and horse caravan also brought three field guns. They were all Soviet-made 76.2mm guns.

This type of field gun has mediocre performance. Its range is about eight kilometers. It is quite heavy, weighing close to one ton.

Its flexibility is not as good as the Italian cannon. But for defense, there is no difference.

"No, Mr. Chen, you..."

Commander Shen was utterly astonished. He couldn't understand who Boss Chen really was.

Is someone who can acquire tanks and direct-fire cannons really just an arms dealer? Whose arms dealer is so powerful?

But it doesn't matter. Commander Shen didn't ask any further questions. As long as the other side was genuinely trying to kill the Japanese invaders, that was fine.

Clearly, the other side had already killed a great many Japanese invaders.

"don't want?"

"Yes! Yes! Yes!"

Commander Shen hurriedly called out, then led his men to take over.

We feel like we don't have enough manpower at all! There are too many weapons and equipment. We can't control them all.

"us……"

Zhang Yong was about to speak when his eyes suddenly lit up.

Radar maps show some yellow dots and a large number of white dots entering from the southeast.

There are guns. But not many. It's impossible to determine at this time whether they are military personnel.

If so, they're probably not the main force. Their weaponry and equipment are far too limited.

The formation was also chaotic and disorganized. They were definitely not a professional team.

"Commander Shen, our own people are approaching from the southeast. Send someone to make contact immediately."

"it is good."

Commander Shen will make the arrangements.

Zhang Yong turned around and directed the mortars to continue firing.

Although the gunners had performed well before, their accuracy was certainly not as good as that of the radar map guidance.

"boom……"

After Zhang Yong took over, the location of the artillery shells seemed to have eyes.

No, that's not right. They already have eyes. They specifically target areas with many red dots, or areas with a high density of semi-red dots.

Every time it's fired, it hits its target.

The number of red dots and half-red dots is decreasing.

However, Zhang Yong deliberately did not bomb the Japanese radio station.

It will be useful to keep it.

This could attract more Japanese invaders.

Ideally, we should lure the Japanese cavalry over as well, and then inflict heavy casualties.

Waiting for work with ease.

Sit back and wait for the rabbit.

The cost is minimal.

If all goes well, the exchange ratio could even reach 1 to 10.

Fortify the village...

Fighting a stalemate...

His battle strategy was very simple: to deplete the Japanese forces as much as possible.

Okamura Yasuji likely did not have sufficient troops. The main force of the Japanese army was concentrated in the Southern Army.

If the Japanese invaders could inflict heavy losses of 30,000 to 40,000 men, Okamura Yasuji would likely be unable to hold out any longer. The large-scale mopping-up operation must cease.

then……

That was the time for Zhang Yong's counterattack.

When he said he would attack Beiping, he really meant it. It wasn't just boasting. Even the Nine Dragons pulling a coffin couldn't stop him.

"Bang..."

He focused intently on directing the mortar firing.

Japanese reinforcements should arrive soon. These Japanese soldiers are no longer of any use.

High efficiency. Precise strike. Rapid harvest.

"Boss Chen!"

He only turned around when someone called out to him.

It was Commander Shen who arrived with another Eighth Route Army cadre. He had four pockets.

One glance was enough to tell that the other person was not a military officer.

They lack the spirit of fighting a bloody battle.

"Boss Chen, this is Minister Fang from the Logistics Department of our military sub-district."

"Minister Fang, hello."

Zhang Yong shook hands with the other party. His judgment was indeed correct.

No wonder the team was so disorganized. Turns out they were from the logistics department. They probably have all sorts of people there.

So I silently observed my surroundings. Sure enough, it was a complete hodgepodge.

There were many people, over two hundred. And a lot of stuff too—pots, pans, everything. There were also some young people.

This……

Zhang Yong seemed to be deep in thought.

They broke through the enemy lines with so much stuff; haven't they learned enough from the bloody lessons of the Xiangjiang Campaign?
These are words that are hard to say aloud. I can only keep them to myself.

But overall, it's a good thing. Many hands make light work. It can help share many responsibilities.

It seems to involve operating artillery or something...

and many more.

Those young people...

"Minister Fang, are those all students over there?"

"Yes. They were all university students from the Beijing-Tianjin area who came to participate in the anti-Japanese national salvation movement. They were highly educated."

"Great! Let them operate the tanks and artillery!"

"Huh? Tanks? Artillery?"

Minister Fang is new here. He hasn't seen these equipment yet.

The battlefield was shrouded in smoke. Visibility was actually quite low; you could easily miss something if you weren't paying attention.

"Minister Fang, it's like this..."

Regiment Commander Shen then reported the situation. Minister Fang was surprised.

Good heavens. This arms dealer is incredibly capable. He even managed to get his hands on tanks. And field artillery too.

He hurriedly turned around to check for himself. Finally, he was certain it was true.

There really are tanks.

There really were field artillery pieces.

"Minister Fang, I'll take charge of teaching them."

"well."

Minister Fang was more than happy to oblige. He arranged it immediately.

Those are all college students. They're educated and knowledgeable. They're the army's treasures.

Using them as pure infantry is a waste. Talent isn't used that way. They need to be used in the right places.

Perfect timing! Right now, we have tanks and artillery—both are technical branches of the military. We need skilled personnel.

Moreover, these two branches of the military are relatively safe.

"quack……"

Suddenly, a strange sound came from inside.

Minister Fang pricked up his ears, listening intently. He hadn't quite grasped what was happening yet.

He was, after all, not a professional military commander.

Commander Shen immediately realized what was happening and hurriedly raised his binoculars.

"Mr. Chen, did you arrange for the tanks?"

"Yes! Five!"

"You've arranged for five more tanks?"

"Yes. The Japanese are getting reinforcements, and so are we!"

Zhang Yong downplayed it.

What is confidence? This is confidence.

You Japanese invaders know how to use radios to call for reinforcements, huh? Well, I'll call for tanks!

The more Japanese invaders you have, the more tanks I have.

The east wind blows, the war drums beat, who in this world is afraid of whom?

I don't know if there's an upper limit to the number of your Japanese troops. Anyway, I don't have any weapons or equipment.

"quack……"

Five tanks slowly approached.

It's the Grizzly tank, of course. It weighs 30 tons and has a 75mm main gun.

"Come here, all of you, come here..."

Minister Fang greeted them.

He handed all those college students over to Zhang Yong.

Zhang Yong led them to familiarize themselves with tanks and field artillery operation.

The main focus is on on-site teaching, emphasizing practical application of knowledge.

Being an educated person, he quickly memorized the basic operations.

Then get hands-on practice to improve your skills.

Over there, Minister Fang and the others took on various logistical tasks.

Finding so much flour, they started making steamed buns on the spot. It was a good example of making the best use of everyone's skills and practice makes perfect.

"Snapped……"

"boom……"

The sounds of gunfire on the battlefield gradually ceased.

It turned out that the Japanese invaders had begun to retreat to their starting point and had ceased their attack.

Commander Shen immediately deduced that Japanese reinforcements had arrived nearby and were already deploying around the area, preparing to encircle them.

The Japanese invaders deliberately stopped their attack in order to lull the Eighth Route Army into a false sense of security.

"Boss Chen, we're surrounded."

"I know."

"you know?"

“My senses are very sharp. The Japanese troops surrounding us may number three or four battalions, three or four thousand men. There may also be five or six thousand puppet troops.”

"So you mean the number of Japanese and puppet troops is ten times ours?"

"Not that many. About seven times."

"Boss Chen, once we are surrounded by the Japanese invaders, it will probably not be so easy to break out."

"Why did you try to break out when the battle was going so well?"

"This……"

Commander Shen was unable to answer.

He simply couldn't keep up with the other person's train of thought.

If things don't look good, we'll definitely have to break through. We'll fight our way out as many as we can.

The revolutionary spirit of the military must be passed on!
"Time to eat steamed buns!"

"Time to eat steamed buns!"

Minister Fang personally delivered hot steamed buns.

This was the first time he had ever eaten a steamed bun made entirely of white flour.

While kneading the dough, he was thinking, "I never imagined I'd be able to eat hot white steamed buns inside the Japanese encirclement."

"Thank you!"

Zhang Yong took the three large steamed buns.

No need to be polite. He has plenty of flour. You'll be more than enough to fill you up.

As long as the logistics staff are proactive enough, there will be enough steamed buns every day, or even large meat buns.

Shen Zhao also took two. He wolfed them down. He was clearly starving.

After all, they had fought their way through enemy lines and battles. Their rations had long since run out.

Full.

Hiccups.

The two exchanged a glance.

"Commander Shen, focus on the battle."

"it is good."

"Arrange the order of commander replacement. At least ten people."

"clear."

Commander Shen felt something was very strange again.

The other side seems really good at this! They even thought of the order in which commanders would be replaced.

This succession order, in essence, is simply about who takes over if he is killed in action. If the next person is also killed, then the next, and so on...

At least ten people must be designated. This indicates that ten commanders may be killed.

Shen Zhao was the first one.

"By the way, Commander Shen, I still don't know your name."

"Shen Zhao. Zhao as in illumination."

"Okay, I got it. It was nice meeting you."

"Thank you!"

Shen Zhao and Zhang Yong shook hands.

After taking a few steps, Shen Zhao suddenly turned back.

He looked solemn.

"Mr. Chen, where is your residence?"

"No need. Green hills everywhere bury loyal bones, why must one be wrapped in a horsehide to return home?"

"understood."