Bourne: Command and Conquer

Chapter 1059: , special correspondent

Chapter 1059, Special Commissioner

Japanese snipers…

Six hundred meters away…

Zhang Yong quietly hid behind the wall.

Although it is far away. However, it cannot be taken lightly. Caution is the boat.

He concluded that the Japanese sniper was going to kill him with one blow.

In other words, it is he, Zhang Yong, who is the target.

Other people are not included in this list.

Sure enough…

The freighter slowly approached the dock.

Five hundred meters…

Four hundred meters…

The Japanese snipers made no move.

Except for Zhang Yong, no one realized that a sniper was approaching.

There is no danger for them to redeem themselves.

Because they are not the target.

Zhang Yong walked quietly around the back of the warehouse.

By chance, the target freighter was blocked by the German freighter.

Even if the Japanese sniper had a scope, he could still see Zhang Yong's movement trajectory. This is a blind spot problem.

In fact, there are a large number of workers carrying goods on German freighters.

They want to move all the supplies on the freighter to the ground.

Zhang Yong quietly boarded the German freighter.

By the way, he hasn’t come up since the Germans evacuated!

Considering that the materials on the freighter all belong to him, Zhang Yong. Therefore, he was not too anxious.

After everything is moved to the ground, even if the German submarine arrives, it won't matter. The only thing that was sunk was the freighter. The supplies above will definitely not be lost.

Now, he finally had time to take a rough look at his harvest.

There are really three 105mm howitzers. But there were no shells. How strange. Only cannon, no ammunition.

There are also dozens of MG34 general-purpose machine guns. There are bullets. a lot of.

There are also bundles of Mauser 98K.

They all still carry gun oil. Unopened.

There is also a Somi submachine gun. There are dozens more. There are not many bullets left.

Zhang Yong was too lazy to count the various other supplies. Let's move everything to the dock.

Squatting quietly in the cabin of the freighter, observing the target through the porthole.

The target's attention is obviously on the dock.

It should be searching for targets. I haven't noticed the German freighter next to me yet.

Perhaps, it felt that Zhang Yong could not appear here.

Structure, the distance between the two sides is only about 150 meters.

Dry!

Zhang Yong quickly drew his gun.

The one I used is 98K with gun oil. There isn't much gun oil left. It should work.

Take out the scope from the pocket and install it carefully.

Calibrated?

Definitely.

However, Zhang Yong didn’t understand.

what to do? Serve cold. Just fire.

The best one can hit. If you can't hit, substitute someone. Get another sharpshooter.

Aim.

The goal is very clear.

After all, it is only 150 meters away.

For a quadruple lens, such a short distance seems a bit overkill?

Open fire.

"Snapped!"

The gunshot rang out.

Squat down immediately. Afraid of retaliation.

At the same time, pay close attention to the monitoring I map. After a while, the red dot disappeared.

good. Done.

I feel nothing.

Just pull the trigger.

It's like beating a dog to death.

Wrong…

This is an insult to dogs...

Remove the sight. Put the Mauser 98K back.

I found my hands covered in butter. Can't be washed off. I had to wipe it everywhere. Didn't even wipe it clean.

Finally, we slowly got off the German freighter.

Look here, touch there, as if nothing happened.

Continue to wait and see.

Continue to eat and drink well.

Hopefully there will be some gangsters who don't have the foresight to rush in.

Bring your dollars with you…

result…

No…

　One day has passed. Not found. No income.

Two days have passed. Not found. No income.

Three days…

Finally I couldn’t sit still anymore.

It has been in deficit for three days in a row. Incredible. It's worse than cutting off flesh.

If you don’t get any money every day, you still have to spend money. Sit back and eat nothing. Even though I have a ton of gold in my carry-on space, I can’t afford to consume it like this!

It doesn’t work anymore.

I have to go out and make money today.

Suddenly…

A large number of weapon icons appear at the edge of the map.

comes from the east. It's the sea.

Huh? what's the situation?

Check. It was found to be a 75mm field gun.

a lot of. There are more than a dozen doors.

surprise.

Field artillery? In batches?

Oh, wake up, maybe it was given to me by Catherine.

It was a battalion of Italian artillery.

Hold up the telescope. It was discovered that it was a freighter flying the Union Jack flag. Oh, it's British. That should be right.

The British freighter from Singapore, carrying an artillery battalion, successfully landed.

The map has another prompt. A labeled white dot enters the range.

Looking, it was discovered that it was Catherine.

It’s a real deal. Just give it to yourself. She is here to hand over.

“James Zhang!”

"Beauty."

“Zhang, I have already delivered the artillery battalion you requested.”

"Thanks!"

“I didn’t break my promise, did I?”

"No."

“Then arrange the unloading!”

"good."

Zhang Yong immediately called Yuan Zheng. Arrange for unloading.

That's right, twelve 75mm field guns, plus 500 rounds of artillery shells.

　Go up and caress carefully. I discovered that the cannon is indeed a good cannon. The quality is very good. It's just that the number of shells is a little less. Only five hundred rounds.

Small-scale battles may still play some role. The battle stretched my crotch.

“Zhang, we have artillery shells.”

"what price?"

“Only twenty pounds each.”

"Very cheap…"

Zhang Yong replied bitterly.

A cannonball costs twenty pounds. You might as well grab it!

Calculated, it has exceeded 250 oceans. Even if it costs 10,000 yuan, it can only buy 40 rounds of artillery shells.

too dark.

However, the artillery shells at that time were so expensive.

This is still the most common 75mm artillery shell. If it is those 105mm artillery shells, the price will have to increase several times.

No way, you can’t mass-produce it yourself.

Can only be bought.

The quantity purchased is not large.

The unit price is naturally extremely high.

The same goes for the heavy artillery imported from the Germans.

Because it is expensive, the number of cannonballs it comes with is very scarce and not enough to use.

It is impossible to use live ammunition in daily training.

One 105mm artillery shell costs hundreds of dollars! Who can afford it?

Not to mention those 150mm artillery shells. It can easily reach thousands of oceans. Simply golden. Only the theater commander is qualified to use it.

“I can give you a discount.”

"How many?"

“One fold.”

"hehe."

Zhang Yong laughed dryly.

The English word "yi zhe" is actually the Chinese word "nine fold". It means a 10% reduction.

Cannonballs are so expensive that even with a 50% discount, you can't afford them. What's more, it's just a 10% discount?

90% is not more than a hundred oceans?

"can not afford."

“That would be a shame.”

Catherine blinked. Full of shrewdness of profiteers.

She is not afraid that Zhang Yong cannot afford it.

As long as you need to use those field guns, you must buy artillery shells.

Otherwise, what do you want those field guns for?

Bought it as a decoration? And then captured by the enemy? Is it equivalent to giving it to someone else?

"yes!"

Zhang Yong was indifferent.

This woman is also a profiteer. Trick yourself.

Later generations also used this method to sell printers...

Printers are cheap.

Original ink cartridges are expensive.

However, the printer also has non-original ink cartridges. But there are no cannonballs.

Large-caliber artillery shells can only be produced by a few industrial powers. You can't buy it at all. No matter who it is, the price is sky-high.

Controlled by others!

“I’m looking forward to your good news!” Catherine said goodbye with a smile.

“It’s a good idea to leave without seeing him off.” Zhang Yong waved his hand angrily.

Call Commander Qian back.

Zhang Yong would definitely not dare to deal with these Italian artillery pieces privately.

After all, this is a cannon. Not a gun. There are still so many. Moreover, there are German arms next to it. There are three 105mm howitzers!

There are so many arms involved. If anyone handles them privately, Chiang Kai-shek will not be able to sleep well.

“Shaolong, what’s going on?”

"Commander Qian, the British gave me a batch of artillery..."

"What did you say?"

Commander Qian thought he heard wrongly.

What did the British give you?

Artillery?

In broad daylight, are you talking in your sleep?

If the other party was not Zhang Yong, he might have already started to reprimand the other party.

“It’s a 75mm mountain gun.”

"real?"

“Has been unloaded at Wusongkou Pier. Twelve in total. There are also 500 rounds of artillery shells.”

“Wusongkou Pier?”

"right."

“Wait a minute. I’ll send someone over immediately to check.”

"good."

"It's not that I don't believe it. It's that I have to confirm it. Then report to the committee. I believe that the committee will be very happy."

"clear."

“I will send someone immediately.”

"etc…"

"what else?"

“In addition, there is a batch of German munitions…”

"What?"

“What the Germans left behind. There are three 105mm howitzers. But no shells. There are also a batch of machine guns and rifles. There are also hundreds of thousands of rounds of ammunition...”

“Are they all at Wusongkou Pier?”

"right."

“I’ll send someone over immediately. Don’t leave.”

"clear."

"that's all!"

Commander Qian hung up the phone.

Zhang Yong holds the microphone. Think for a moment. Then he slowly put it down.

It seems that we don’t need to pay so much attention to it...

Only twelve Italian cannons.

However, the three 105mm howitzers are a bit of a gimmick. However, it does not come with cannonballs!

Looking back and thinking about it later, I completely understood it.

National power is weak.

Arms are precious.

Especially artillery, it is too difficult to produce domestically.

The quantity is very small and the quality cannot be guaranteed. Various technical parameters are greatly reduced.

The key is that the quantity is too small.

Only available to the main force. For example, the 74th Army.

Some miscellaneous troops may not even have a mountain cannon in a division.

At most, it’s just a few mortars.

So wait.

At the same time, quietly check the ammunition space.

Fortunately, it has some 75mm shells. About three hundred rounds.

Be prepared to find an empty warehouse and release the shells quietly. Mixed with the five hundred rounds of artillery shells.

But after thinking about it, I decided not to do it.

This is too abrupt. Easily suspected.

It’s better to hide it somewhere else. Then he said it was hidden by a spy. Was discovered by him.

right.

that's all.

Go out for a walk. Release the cannonball. Hide well. Get up again then.

Then there will be no problem. Asking is what spies do.

What, even the spy said he didn’t know? They must have said so! They definitely won't admit it...

Half an hour later, the people sent by Commander Qian appeared.

The leader of the team is Zhou Yang.

“Commissioner.”

“Adjutant Zhou.”

Zhang Yong was polite and courteous to the other party.

Zhou Yang looked strange. He hesitated to speak. Finally silence.

Commander Qian went to the Dajiaochang Airport to take a taxi, while Zhou Yang stayed alone at the Songhu Garrison Headquarters. Life was also difficult.

Fortunately, Xuan Tiewu had already been made ill by Zhang Yong, and Yang Hu did not dare to touch Zhang Yong's bad luck easily. The Songhu Security Headquarters was temporarily quiet.

However, without Commander Qian by his side, Zhou Yang would of course have to step aside. Sit on the bench.

“They’re all here. Count them yourself.”

"good."

Everyone got busy immediately.

Zhou Yang brought many people. He is also very proficient in statistics.

During this period, people kept calling to report the situation to their respective bosses. Some people also called Commander Qian directly to report.

Zhang Yong sat far away. Drink tea.

Cha made by two little girls, Zhou Yun and Liu Yue. Beautiful people. The aroma of tea.

The key thing is that the way they looked at him seemed to be filled with some kind of admiration. This made Zhang Yong feel full of accomplishment.

It is not easy to gain the admiration of a beautiful woman.

They just happened to be in love for the first time...

“Commissioner, Commander Qian, please listen to the call.”

"good."

Zhang Yong came to answer the phone.

Commander Qian was very happy. The information has been verified.

There are indeed twelve 75mm mountain guns and 500 rounds of artillery shells. It can be regarded as an important batch of arms.

In addition, the Germans’ batch of munitions is also quite eye-catching.

Those three 105mm howitzers, even Commander Qian, were very shocked.

“Young dragon, you have made a great contribution again.”

“They are all commanders who lead well...”

“Shao Long, your level of flattery is getting higher and higher now.”

“I have never flattered anyone else. If you don’t believe me, Commander Qian, ask the others. Not even our director, nor Director Lin, I have ever said such a thing.”

“You, it’s okay, we are in harmony. I will report this batch of arms to the committee, and then give you a reward.”

“Commander Qian, I don’t want any reward. I just want a special right of disposal.”

“What special right of disposal?”

“It’s about the President of the Executive Yuan. My current investigation found that he has inextricable ties with the Japanese..."

“Young dragon, be careful…”

“Commander Qian, please convey my wishes to the commissioners. If one day, the executive president rebels and surrenders to the enemy and wants to join the Japanese. I kindly ask the commissioners to allow me to arrest him without asking for instructions. I can handle it at the last moment and arrest him..."

“Shaolong, are you talking about Mr. Wang, the President of the Executive Yuan?”

“Yes. It’s Mr. Wang himself.”

“Is he the only one?”

“Yes. He’s the only one.”

"All right."

Commander Qian pondered for a moment and agreed.

Zhang Yong then hung up the phone politely.

The gesture is sufficient.

The rest is to continue to be cool.

It is estimated that Chiang Kai-shek was not very happy about arresting Lao Wang. He has his own plans.

What should I do if I am arrested?

This is a hot potato.

As the second-in-command of the Fruit Party, Lao Wang has a very deep foundation in party affairs.

Even if there is ironclad evidence, it will be difficult to bite him to death.

On the contrary, let him run to the Japanese side and openly rebel and surrender to the enemy, and everything will be solved.

From then on, no one within the Kuomintang could create resistance for Chiang Kai-shek. Therefore, Lao Jiang would definitely not agree. Zhang Yong is just saying it.

Seeing that the October birthday party was coming soon, I had to find some excuse to make Lao Jiang angry.

Alienation, alienation distance. Be safe in the future.

Sure enough, Commander Qian’s call came back an hour later.

“Young dragon…”

“Commander Qian, if you have anything to say, speak directly.”

"I have conveyed your original words to the commission, and the commission responded, you little kid, what do you know?"

"I see."

Zhang Yong’s tone was calm. Indifferent.

This is the result he had expected.

Lao Jiang will definitely let Lao Wang escape "successfully".

Because this is the only way that is in the best interest of Chiang Kai-shek.

“However, the committee member then said, that kid has endless energy all day long, so let him take a job in the Military and Political Department..."

“Ministry of Military Affairs?”

“Yes. Minister He’s over there.”

“Take a temporary job?”

"Yes. The commissioner has personally assigned you a position."

"What?"

“Special correspondent.”

"What?"

“Special commissioner of the Ministry of Military Affairs.”

"what for?"

“As a representative of the committee, intervene in the affairs of the Military and Administrative Department.”

"ah?"

Zhang Yong was stunned.