Bourne: Command and Conquer

Chapter 1342, Commission Order

Night, Jinling.

A speedboat quietly approached Jinling.

Zhang Yong stood on the side of the speedboat and looked at Jinling in the distance. There is a trace of emotion.

Jinling, the capital of the country!

A prosperous place in the Six Dynasties.

Qinhuai wind and moon, Zhongshan wind and rain...

But easy to attack and difficult to defend.

It seems difficult for the dynasties whose capital is Jinling to maintain long-term stability.

Northern and Southern Dynasties…

Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms…

The Ming Dynasty later moved its capital to Peking, which lasted just over two hundred years.

If we continue to make Jinling the capital, we may not be able to survive...

wrong.

From the moment Zhu Di entered Jinling, the original Ming Dynasty had perished.

Instead, it was the Ming Dynasty whose capital was Beiping.

Jinling, in history, has changed hands repeatedly. Now, history is repeating itself.

"Commissioner, do you really want to go ashore?"

"Yes."

"It's not safe on the shore..."

"I know."

Zhang Yong nodded.

It's certainly not safe on shore.

Overtly or covertly, there were many people who wanted Zhang Yong's life.

However, this does not seem to be so absolute. At this moment, Jinling is actually very safe.

Those who want Zhang Yong's life have probably left Jinling.

Including the party headquarters of the Fruit Party, the Executive Yuan, etc. They had all evacuated Hankou long ago.

Those who are staying in Jinling now are preparing to fight.

There may be fewer monsters and monsters than usual.

If you are timid, you will have run away long ago.

Of course, one cannot take it too lightly.

He came to Jinling alone this time. Only take three people.

No troops were brought.

Because I can’t take it with me.

The only speedboat was also obtained from Zhenjiang.

In Zhenjiang, the Navy's Lightning School also preserves three speedboats. Burning oil.

Just pure speedboat. Can transport six people. But the torpedo cannot be mounted.

Under Zhang Yong's order, the remnants of the national navy thought hard and racked their brains, but they did not think of any way to sink the Japanese warships.

However, they searched the guts and looked for solutions, and found some messy things.

For example, these three speedboats cannot carry torpedoes.

Just right for Zhang Yong.

A speedboat can run as fast as twenty-five knots on the river. Converted, that's about 46 kilometers per hour.

This speed is already very fast. It takes three hours to get there from Jinling to Jiangyin. Of course, this is the flow.

If it's countercurrent, it might take four hours, or five hours.

However, compared with other transport ships, this speed is already very fast. You can get back and forth in one night.

Taking advantage of the night, Zhang Yong decided to come to Jinling for a visit.

Really just take a look.

There are too many big guys here and there are too many troops.

Except for one member of the 67th Army who has a relationship with Zhang Yong, the relationship between other units is average.

The senior commanders, neither Chen Cheng nor Dean Tang, had any contact with him.

Observe silently.

The whole shore was busy.

There were a large number of ships evacuating people and transporting supplies.

It seems that many people have evacuated. Not really. Because the population of Jinling is too large.

A wooden boat can often only evacuate thirty or forty people. The speed is slow. It is simply impossible to meet the needs.

Disaster…

"Find a place to dock."

"yes."

After a while, Zhang Yong came ashore.

Of course not at a regular dock. But in the water grassland by the river.

One kick down. They are all tidal flats. Feet full of mud. But it doesn't matter. Just get used to it. That's what happened during the war.

Let the speedboat wait where it is. Zhang Yong walked quietly to the southwest.

To the southwest is the urban area of ​​Jinling. There is a yellow dot nearby. There are also military police checkpoints.

As he got closer, Zhang Yong suddenly discovered that it was Dong Ruiyang.

The underground party in the military police. Have dealt with it before.

After observing for a while, I felt that there was nothing unusual. So I walked over directly. appear in the light.

When Dong Ruiyang saw him, he subconsciously rubbed his eyes. Make sure you read it correctly. Then he ran up in a hurry.

stand at attention.

salute.

"Mr. Commissioner!"

Loud voice.

Be in high spirits.

Zhang Yong:…

This guy.

Why are you yelling so loudly?

I'm just passing by, don't let the whole world know...

Enter the village quietly, don’t ask for a shooter, do you understand?

Being too high-profile will kill people...

"Your Majesty Commissioner, please go to the Presidential Palace immediately."

"I?"

"Yes. There is an order from the Attendant's Office. If you, the Commissioner, are found in Aurous Hill, please go to the Presidential Palace immediately. I will **** you there now."

"It doesn't seem to be necessary..."

Zhang Yong stopped talking. What are you doing at the Presidential Palace?

I didn't notify anyone else. Said I was coming to Jinling.

As a result, I was caught by you just after I landed and were taken to the Presidential Palace, which made me very nervous.

Is Chiang Kai-shek still in the presidential palace?

Haven’t you already gone to Hankou?

"Commissioner, please wait a moment, I will ask someone to drive over immediately."

"Now?"

"Yes. There is an order from the Attendant's Office. Please rush to the Presidential Palace as soon as possible."

"All right."

Zhang Yong had no choice but to agree.

I feel that my private interview on Weibo was a failure.

Huh?

What kind of private visit on WeChat?

Who do you think you are? Private visit via incognito service?

However, I am an inspector and a semi-imperial envoy. It seems that the term "private interview" can also be used...

Dong Ruiyang went to make a call. Zhang Yong had no choice but to wait.

Everything is fine all around.

Very quiet.

It didn't look like it had been bombed.

The buildings on both sides of the street are basically intact. There was no sign of an explosion.

Maybe the Japanese invaders haven't bombed here yet?

Found water nearby. So I walked over and washed the mud off my feet.

After all, we are going into the presidential palace. Having muddy feet doesn't seem very polite.

But barefoot doesn't matter.

Those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes...

have a bee in one's bonnet.

Suddenly, he found a prompt on the radar map, and there was a mark approaching him quickly.

Check. It was found that it was Gu Bafong. They are also old acquaintances.

Could it be that he came to greet me?

That’s not bad…

Sure enough, after a while, the car appeared.

It's actually a big truck. There is a signboard for the Military Police Headquarters.

The big truck stopped thirty meters away. Gu Bafeng jumped out of the car and hurried towards Zhang Yong.

Behind him, twenty military policemen got off the truck, all armed. Guarding around with guns.

atmosphere…

wrong.

It was a force that came up immediately.

"Commissioner, you are finally here!" Director Gu almost cried.

Zhang Yong felt that the other party was exaggerating.

Really.

Do you want this?

You are a grown man, are you crying?

I found that the other party was really crying. Tears came out.

"this…"

Zhang Yong will never be punished.

no. There's no need to be so affectionate, right?

We are all men. It seems like you are passionately devoted to me.

In case anyone misunderstands...

"Shaolong, if you come, Jinling will be saved."

"Too serious..."

"Really. We have been waiting for you to come. But you haven't come yet. I really can't believe it..."

"You used the wrong word."

"Anyway, I will **** you to the Presidential Palace immediately."

"What to do?"

"The appointment has been arranged. You will know when you go."

"Appointment..."

"In Hankou."

"Oh. Got it."

Zhang Yong nodded. Chiang Kai-shek is not in the Presidential Palace!

That's okay. As long as Lao Jiang and his wife are not around. He doesn't have to worry about anyone else.

Even He Yingqin, Chen Cheng, Dean Tang...

The worst case scenario is to fall out. From now on we are enemies.

They are enemies now anyway.

"Then let's go!"

"good!"

Gu Bafeng made arrangements immediately.

Get in the car.

Ride in the cab of a big truck.

"Many streets have been pockmarked by the bombing, making it difficult for cars to pass."

"knew."

Zhang Yong nodded.

Gu Bafeng gestured. Signal the driver to drive.

The big truck started slowly.

Zhang Yong noticed that another heavily armed Bai Dot was approaching. They are all big military police trucks. There were more than twenty soldiers on each vehicle. A Czech light machine gun was mounted on the roof of the car.

Fully armed.

Stand ready.

Silent. Looking outside the car.

Gradually, a large number of ruins appeared in the field of vision.

They were all bombed by Japanese aircraft. Some entire streets were bombed beyond recognition.

The streets do have a lot of potholes. The car may get stuck in the chassis at any time.

Only big trucks can waddle past.

There were many gendarmes along the way. They are all responsible for maintaining order. There are also many policemen.

Judging from the bombed buildings, there should be many casualties. Most of them are innocent people. Died violently.

Damn war...

What follows will only be more tragic.

silence.

No questions were asked about the casualties. Because I don’t want to know.

Shaky…

See the flickering lights.

The entire Jinling has implemented light control.

Most of the place was pitch black. Everything with lights is special.

Encountered many troops on the road.

The military uniforms are all different. Many are not direct descendants.

Weapons are also varied. I also saw old sleeves made in Hanyang.

What the soldiers wore were basically straw sandals. Not even cloth shoes.

So miserable...

They are all troops who protect our country!

Such treatment…

Sad.

But it wasn't shown.

Finally, the big truck arrived outside the presidential palace. parking.

Zhang Yong jumped out of the car. Look around. Found it to be basically intact. It was not bombed by planes.

To be sure, this was intentional by the Japanese invaders. Otherwise, it would have been bombed long ago.

However, it’s hard to say whether it will be bombed next.

Such an obvious target might be bombed in turn. Finally it becomes white ground.

There are a large number of anti-aircraft guns hidden around the presidential palace. Includes various 20mm rapid-fire cannons. There is also a 37mm anti-aircraft gun.

Huh?

37mm anti-aircraft gun?

Is it Bofors?

Check. Bofors indeed. There are seventeen doors in total.

There are about thirty other 20mm rapid-fire guns. Altogether, there are fifty anti-aircraft guns.

After all, it is the presidential palace, so it is necessary to concentrate so many anti-aircraft guns.

Of course, this is an outsider's opinion.

If it were Zhang Yong, he would feel it was a waste.

So many anti-aircraft guns should be deployed in the best anti-air shooting positions.

It is not used to protect the presidential palace.

It has no military value.

To put it bluntly, if it explodes, it will explode. Not a big problem.

The Presidential Palace no longer has those guards in Mao suits. Just a lot of military police.

Zhang Yong silently checked the radar map.

I found that Liu Zhenzhen was inside. She also stayed at the presidential palace.

In addition, there are three yellow dots. But I don't know the identity.

"Shaolong, currently, our military police are responsible for protecting the Presidential Palace. I am the main person in charge. If you have any questions, you can come to me."

"good."

"In addition, I have notified your old subordinates to come and join together. From now on, they will be responsible for the internal security of the presidential palace. I will be responsible for the external security."

"good."

Zhang Yong nodded.

I am still very satisfied with Gu Bafeng’s deployment.

After all, the military police had never been Zhang Yong's territory. Separated by one layer.

Although, he once served as deputy commander of the military police.

We still need our own people. Especially those who know the basics. I can't sleep at night!

Found two yellow dots moving. Bring a gun. There are also many blue dots around. Also carry a gun. Obviously, this is one of our own!

After a while, two yellow dots appeared in the field of vision. It was discovered that it was Huang Chu and Lin Nansheng.

The two of them seem to be team leaders?

Each took a dozen people with them.

Although there are not many people. But enough is enough.

"Commissioner!"

"Commissioner!"

Huang Chu and Lin Nansheng came forward.

stand at attention.

salute.

Somewhat surprised. A little excited again.

Obviously he didn't expect Zhang Yong to arrive so suddenly. Still at night.

At the same time, I was secretly worried.

Zhang Yong arrived overnight. Is the situation in Jinling about to worsen?

It is always when the situation is most critical that the committee will call Commissioner Zhang back!

"Hello."

Zhang Yong raised his hand in return.

It’s so nice to see one of your own!

Unexpectedly, they also started to increase their burdens.

good.

There is a future.

The future will be brighter.

"Mr. Commissioner!"

Liu Zhenzhen's voice came.

Zhang Yong turned around.

"Commissioner, please come in with me!"

"good."

Zhang Yong nodded.

Wave. Bring Huang Chu and Lin Nansheng in.

The current Presidential Palace is no longer the former Presidential Palace. Things are different and people are different. It has long since changed.

The real owner has gone to Hankou to control it remotely.

What is Zhang Yong doing now?

Clean up your mess?

"please."

"good."

Enter the depths of the presidential palace.

See Director Lin's office. The building was found empty.

"Where's Director Lin?"

"He has already gone to Hankou. From now on, you will be the owner of the presidential palace."

"What?"

Zhang Yong was stunned.

That's what you, the woman, said. Scared me.

What does it mean that I am the owner of the presidential palace?

sweat…

Transgression.

Transgression.

"After the Commissioner left the Presidential Palace, Director Lin was the owner of the Presidential Palace. Now that Director Lin has also left the Presidential Palace, you, Inspector Zhang Yong, are the new owner of the Presidential Palace."

"I…"

Zhang Yong was speechless.

Liu Zhenzhen said with a serious face.

It seems that is indeed the case.

However, it seems that the definition of master can be narrowed down a bit...

I just came here to do some errands.

real.

I am a temporary worker.

Not compiled.

Not getting paid yet.

Also paid to work.

Woo woo woo...

The more I think about it, the sadder it becomes...

"Your office is over here, Mr. Commissioner."

"oh…"

Zhang Yong felt strange.

No, eldest sister, I seem to have come to Jinling to understand the situation.

I just came to take a look, and then planned to go back to Jiangyin Fortress. As a result, you actually want me to sit in the office here?

There's a war going on outside!

wrong. The entire Jinling is in the flames of war.

If you ask me to sit in the office here, how can I sit still? If you sit there stupidly, you will only be bombed by the Japanese invaders.

Silent.

Follow into the office.

Found great.

There are several tables. There are phones on the table.

It seems there are several red phones? They are all confidential lines. There is also one in Jiangyin Fortress. But there is only one.

I feel like I have become the president...

absurd.

That's ridiculous.

A fantasy.

"Wait!" Zhang Yong decided to ask clearly first, "What exactly are you going to do if you invite me here?"

"Inspect Jinling's military affairs." Liu Zhenzhen answered clearly.

Then handed him a folder.

Zhang Yong did not answer.

"What?"

"Commissioned Handbook."

"Well…"

Zhang Yong reached out and took it.

Open it carefully.

The entrustment handwriting, the legendary highest order...

Du Yuming was sent to the Merit Forest by the envoy's handwriting. It's better to keep a respectful distance.

As a result, after just one glance, I immediately felt bad.

[To be continued]

(End of chapter)