Spy Shadow: Command & Conquer

Chapter 791, Tightening Curse

Shock.

Really.

Feeling. Red still has talent!

No wonder you can rule the world in the future.

Li Yuanqing revealed the truth in just four words about something that he couldn't figure out himself.

No wonder Yosuke Yamaguchi had to die.

Because he belongs to Prince Yoshihito of Chichibu Palace.

This Yamaguchi Yosuke, whose real name is Mori Usamaru, was the one who planned the kidnapping case.

Why did you plan this kidnapping?

Of course, the purpose is to embarrass those currently in power. Can't get off the stage.

Indirectly causing harm to Emperor Hirohito.

It is certain that there are other masterminds behind Yosuke Yamaguchi.

For example, the information of later generations shows that Yamashita Fengfumi.

There are others who have not been exposed.

They are all supporters of Yong Ren. But no one came forward. Instead, they are planning in secret. Silently promoting the plan to replace the emperor...

and many more.

Zhang Yong suddenly thought of something.

It seems that I can make up a civet cat plan? Specifically targeting Yong Ren?

The civet cat for the prince, as the name suggests, is to replace Hirohito with Yongren.

This is not unfounded. It is based on facts.

After the Japanese surrendered unconditionally, MacArthur was once ready to replace Hirohito with Yong Ren. But Hirohito bowed his head decisively and admitted his mistake. The posture is very low. MacArthur finally let him go. Let him be the emperor. Yong Ren returned disappointed. He died inexplicably in the end.

Some sources say he died of poisoning. There is also information that he died in depression.

All in all, it was an abnormal death.

Was he murdered? No evidence.

But combined with China's five thousand years of history, there must be something fishy.

All battles involving the throne are bloody and bizarre. The truth may never be known.

Okay, let’s make up something again.

Who is the mastermind behind this exchange of civet cats for princes? Of course it’s MacArthur!

I just moved the time forward ten years.

Presumably Lao Mai wouldn't have any objections either. All the public recommended him as the number one famous foreign military general. Taking the blame, do you have any opinions?

Of course, a name like the Civet Cat Project would definitely not work. It sounds like it was started by the Chinese.

A name must be changed. For example, Project Iris. Or Project Bluebonnet or something like that.

"You're weird?"

"What's weird?"

"Why do I know the name Mouri Usagimaru?"

"really."

"He had been fooling around in the concession for a while before. I personally arrested him. Of course I know."

"I see."

"please."

"Thank you!"

Zhang Yong led the team to leave the concession.

Li Yuanqing looked at his retreating back and nodded thoughtfully.

Reciprocity.

Since Zhang Yong has given Hong a lot of benefits, Hong will naturally help him within his ability.

be a friend...

It just so happened that the information about Mouri Usagi was what Zhang Yong needed.

If he wanted to, he could do a lot along this line.

It depends on whether Zhang Yong can catch it.

Here, Zhang Yong led the team back to the dock smoothly.

The work of dismantling the cotton bundles continues. Last night was an all-nighter of work. Not finished yet.

However, Zhang Ping had dispatched manpower from the air force base to pack the ocean that had been cleaned up and transported it back by truck. Basically everything has been shipped.

Zhang Yong did not see the mountains of ocean, but his mood was not affected.

As expected, out of sight is out of mind!

Upon learning that Zhang Yong was back, Zhang Ping came out immediately.

He barely slept last night. I still have two big circles under my eyes.

"Shaolong."

"Have you finished counting them all?"

"almost."

"it is good."

Zhang Yong nodded.

No specific number was asked. Worried about being stimulated again.

Although there is a base of $100,000 here. However, it is a huge loss after all! Xuan Tiewu, I didn’t see it...

Who knows, Zhang Ping has already reported excitedly:

"Three hundred and fifty thousand!"

"Three hundred and fifty thousand!"

"Shaolong, do you know? It's a total of 350,000 oceans!"

Zhang Yong: "Uh..."

Don't repeat it, okay? I'm hurt, okay.

If you think about it hard, it seems that you have made a hundred thousand dollars. One hundred thousand dollars is a little more than three hundred and fifty thousand oceans. more……

Only then did he gradually control his emotions. Pretending to be nonchalant.

"I've already reported it."

"Oh……"

"Minister Min is very happy. He reported it to Madam in the morning. Madam is also very happy."

"Oh……"

"In the afternoon, Madam and Chennault will fly to Longhua Airport."

"Oh……"

"This huge sum of money is just for Chennault to see and make him believe that we are able to pay the salary."

"How much does Chennault get paid?"

Zhang Yong asked curiously. There is information from later generations. But forgot.

Anyway, the salary is quite high. All the pilots hired from the United States are paid very high salaries. Three times that of Chinese pilots.

If Chen Shanben earns 50 oceans a month, then the American pilot earns 150 oceans.

150 oceans a month, 1800 oceans a year.

For ten pilots, that would be 18,000 oceans a year. It's still very expensive.

The Air Force is really a very expensive branch.

Not only are planes expensive, pilots are also expensive. Training costs are also expensive.

The navy is more expensive than battleships. The labor cost is not that much. Except for naval carrier aircraft pilots. That counts as a pilot.

Training pilots is much more difficult than building airplanes. Especially skilled pilots are "filled" with gasoline. It will take a very long time. It cannot be achieved overnight. The more you fly and the longer you fly, the more proficient you become.

At the end of World War II, both the Japanese invaders and the Germans still had aircraft. But there were not enough pilots to be found.

The pilots trained previously have been exhausted. Newbies have difficulty even flying a plane into the sky. Forget about fighting. If you go up there, you will be the character who is slaughtered.

The Japanese invaders were very obvious in the Pacific battlefield and in the Mariana air battle.

Completely passive beating. Not even able to parry. Don't say anything about fighting back.

That was still June 1944!

Before the war was over, the Japanese carrier-based aircraft pilots were already crispy-skinned.

"The initial price is 1500 yuan per month."

"Oh……"

Zhang Yong said that his memory was correct.

There seemed to be so many. 1500 oceans per month. And Chennault refused to accept legal tender.

It should be said that Lao Chen also has advisers around him. Tell him that legal currency is prone to devaluation. Only the ocean is eternal. Of course, if it's US dollars, that's no problem.

However, a thousand gold buys horse bones. worth.

If there is not a sufficiently attractive salary, who will work for you?

With the cruel process of the Anti-Japanese War, basically all the pilots of the National Air Force suffered casualties.

It seems that Gao Yuanhang and others have all died. The subsequent pilots were seriously lacking in skills. Going up to the sky to fight with the Japanese aircraft was no match.

Therefore, the national government had to ask Chennault to recruit pilots in the beautiful country.

Under the temptation of high salaries, many American pilots came. Join the fight.

In the early days, salary expenses were still very scary. The Air Force is under a lot of pressure.

Money is needed everywhere. There is a shortage of money everywhere.

Years 39, 40, and 41 were the most difficult three years for the National Air Force.

However, the situation improved slightly with the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor.

The beautiful country has greatly increased its assistance to the national air force. A large number of aircraft and pilots were obtained.

After the Flying Tigers reorganized the 14th Air Force, salaries were awarded based on those of other U.S. air forces. The pressure is greatly reduced.

The logistics of the air force are also undertaken by the beautiful country. The government was finally relieved.

Overall, however, there will be a serious lack of money for a long time to come.

Ugh……

Make money!

Make money!

Take people to check other warehouses.

Warehouse No. 9 also has a weapon symbol. There might be a concealed pistol or something.

Zhang Yong was too lazy to take action. Just call the workers to help. Also make some extra money.

Sure enough, the selected workers were all very positive. Worked very hard. Unfortunately, there are no yellow dots in it. Maybe the red hasn't had time to penetrate here yet.

Suddenly I remembered something and checked the map. I found that the two yellow dots were no longer there.

Observe the surroundings intentionally or unintentionally. It’s true that I didn’t see those two people yesterday.

What are they here for?

Come to pick up the goods?

What goods are you picking up?

"Oh!"

"Run!"

"Run!"

Suddenly, someone screamed in the warehouse.

Zhang Yong turned around and looked over. It was discovered that the workers inside seemed to have been attacked.

Chen Hai and others thought there was an ambush and immediately drew their guns.

Others also drew their guns.

In the end it was discovered that there was an accident. One worker was almost hit.

Zhang Yong was confused.

The goods in this warehouse are bags of rice. All packed in sacks. A sack seems to weigh fifty pounds.

For those workers, the weight of fifty pounds is actually nothing. How could an accident happen?

"Team leader, a mortar was found!" Chen Hai hurriedly reported.

"Huh?" Zhang Yong frowned.

Mortar?

There are actually mortars hidden in this warehouse?

No way?

Who is so stupid as to hide a mortar inside?

I thought the dock warehouse was my own back garden! It's okay to hide a few guns, but you actually hide a mortar?

This is too much!

walk over. Everyone dispersed. Zhang Yong came to the innermost place. Sure enough I saw a mortar.

Part status.

The barrel and base plate are separate.

The caliber is 82 mm. The build quality doesn't seem to be domestically made.

There are some runic markings on it. look carefully. It's actually in English. There are also words such as USA. Huh? Are you actually from the beautiful country?

Keep checking. The more you look at it, the more it looks like an 81mm organic mortar from the Beautiful Country.

What's the model number? It seems to be M1? But there is no model number marked on it. Presumably so.

This is great.

It is actually an imported American-made 81mm mortar.

The biggest feature of this gun is its long range. The maximum range is over 3000 meters. It is farther than the Japanese infantry artillery.

The Japanese invaders' 2800 infantry artillery had a maximum range of only meters!

If placed in an infantry company, it can compete face-to-face with the Japanese 92 Infantry Artillery.

But no shells were found.

"continue!"

"Yes!"

The workers moved all the rice around.

Sure enough, I found two artillery shells hidden in a bag of rice. Wrapped in rice, it is difficult to find.

Take a closer look at the shell. It is indeed made in the USA.

Zhang Yong was angry.

Who is it, hiding the cannonballs in rice?

This is rice! It’s food! How could you waste food like this!

Mudd!

After getting angry, he quickly calmed down.

Yes, let’s investigate the basic situation first. Find out who is picking up the goods. What if we can follow the clues?

However, the findings were disturbing.

The rice in Warehouse No. 9 has been stored for three months. But it was never taken away.

The person who picked up the goods was a person named Zeng Xiaofang. It seems to be a woman. But there is no specific identifying information. After asking around, no one knew who Zeng Xiaofang was.

The bill of lading showed that the weight of this batch of rice was 160 tons. That is million catties.

"Has the delivery date passed?"

"It's been five days."

"Okay. We'll handle it ourselves. Pull everyone back."

Zhang Yong waved his hand.

Rice is always in need. Food is the most important thing for the people.

As it happens, the Air Force is always expanding. A lot of food is needed. These 800 tons of grain are regarded as military rations.

"Team leader, I found a blueprint."

"what?"

Zhang Yong took it. I found another sketch of the presidential palace.

The base map is exactly the same as the one captured previously. But there are differences. There are a lot of detailed annotations on it.

There are many small circles. Zhang Yong judged that it should represent people.

In other words, the locations with small circles should be office areas. Or seating area.

In fact, the Presidential Palace was not the only place where Chiang Kai-shek lived and worked, there were many others. A lot of big guys are in it.

For example, Wang Jingwei, He Yingqin, Chen Cheng, Kong Xiangxi and so on.

frown.

Mudd, the spy is looking for trouble for himself again.

Originally, discovering a mortar was no big deal. At best it's arms smuggling.

Zhang Yong can check this kind of thing or not.

Even if you don't report it, it's not a big problem.

He has so many things on his hands now, how much can he manage?

However, if you find another schematic diagram of the presidential palace, the nature is different.

Not only must it be reported. Have to keep checking.

Facts have proved that there may really be a small group of spies who want to bombard the presidential palace.

This group of Japanese spies are so powerful that they even obtained American-made mortars. The range is a full 3000 meters! Can be launched from very far away.

Of course, accuracy and all that are just left to chance. Unless there is an observation post report.

Huh? Observation post? Some strange thoughts passed through my mind. Unfortunately, he didn't catch it.

Tried to remember, but couldn't think of it.

"Shaolong, what happened? Is it so lively?"

Zhang Ping came with a smile.

Then he saw the mortars. I also saw the drawings.

I was immediately shocked.

"This, this, this..." He stuttered so nervously.

"Keep it secret." Zhang Yong said in a deep voice.

"Okay, okay, okay!" Zhang Ping replied hurriedly. Cold sweat almost broke out on his forehead.

Good guys, mortars, sketches...

What is someone going to do?

Shelling the presidential palace?

day!

He didn't dare to think too much!

His first reaction was to report it quickly.

Madam lives in the Presidential Palace at night! What if they were bombed with mortars?

Let's put it this way, they all know that the reason why the Air Force has a superior status is entirely because of Madam's care.

If something happens to my wife, her status in the Air Force will definitely plummet.

So, he was very nervous.

"You can report it to the superior. However, be careful not to cause panic." Zhang Yong said slowly.

"I, I, I'm going now. I'm going now." Zhang Ping took deep breaths repeatedly. But he still couldn't calm down his mood.

This matter is too serious. It's about the future of the Air Force. How could he be calm?

Instead, Zhang Yong gradually calmed down.

There seems to be no memory of this.

Information from later generations does not say that the Jinling Presidential Palace was ever bombarded by Japanese spies.

Therefore, even without his own existence, the Japanese spy's bombardment plot should have been destroyed by others. I just happened to get the chance.

In other words, the shelling did not actually happen. So, there is no need to be nervous.

As for the butterfly's wings flapping, it's not necessarily...

"Report, two more shells found."

"understood."

Zhang Yong was very calm. An understatement.

Not a big deal. Can be deferred. It's better to deal with Yan Guangkun's matter first...

"Shao Long!"

"Shao Long!"

Zhang Ping hurried back.

Zhang Yong nodded. walk out.

"what's wrong?"

"Minister Min, please answer the phone."

"it is good."

Zhang Yong came to answer the phone. I didn’t think much about it.

It was probably Minister Min who asked him to pay more attention and continue to investigate. Make sure it's safe or something.

The leaders’ instructions are pretty much the same. All you have to do is listen.

Come to the inspection team office. Pick up the phone.

"Minister Min."

"Zhang Yong, immediately put down all your work and do your best to investigate this matter."

"what's up?"

"What else can happen? Someone tried to bombard the presidential palace!"

"Ah, I see."

"Report morning and evening! Report directly to me!"

"what?"

Zhang Yong was suddenly stunned.

Grass. Report morning and evening? Report twice a day?

faint. It’s not obvious that you can’t do anything else except investigate mortars!

The problem is, he is really not good at investigating this kind of thing!

When he catches Japanese spies, he uses a blind box method. Whoever it opens to is who it is. Maybe one hit. Maybe all eighty draws are crooked.

No definite number!

Reporting twelve times a day is useless.

However, he couldn't say it. The other party is the deputy director of the Air Raid Department!

To put it simply, he is equivalent to the deputy commander of the Air Force. Before Zhou Zhirou returned to China, Minister Min was the number one figure in the Air Force.

Of course, this is obvious. Behind the scenes, there was Madam and Commander Qian.

"You wait."

"what?"

Zhang Yong was stunned.

What do you mean I'm waiting? threaten me?

Hey, you're still threatening me? Did I mess with you? And let me wait!

I'm afraid of you...

Then he realized that the other party told him to wait, which meant waiting in a clear sense. Not a threat.

"Yang Lichu will go find you immediately. He will contact Madam directly."

"what……"

Zhang Yong suddenly felt dizzy.

Ruined. I can't run away this time.

Yang Lichu’s side is the real tightrope!

Dead……

"I have ordered the Fourth Air Police Regiment to mobilize its elite personnel to take the train from Hangzhou to Shanghai to join you."

"What are they doing here?"

"Of course I'm here to help you!"

"Oh, thank you!"

Zhang Yong tilted his head and thought for a while, as if I had someone.

But he soon understood what Minister Min meant. We just need our own people from the Air Force.

Oh, that'll do.

Bring in the Fourth Air Police Regiment. The fox pretends to be the tiger's power.

The people around me all wear Chinese tunic suits.

But the Fourth Air Police Regiment is different. They wear military uniforms. Sometimes, military uniforms are still more intimidating.

Put down the phone.

Feeling that the good days are over.

Ugh……

Just keep working.

[To be continued]

(End of this chapter)