The next day, Taiyuan, the 1st Army Command of the Japanese invaders.

The commander of the 1st Army, Yoshio Shinozuka and his old friend Dohihara, sat kneeling in front of the chessboard. Neither of them were wearing military uniforms, but were dressed in kimonos, playing chess and chatting.

One of them is Lu Shi's 16th period, Lu Da 24th period, the other is Lu Shi's 17th period, and Lu Da 23th period, they are considered familiars, so they have a good relationship.

Slowly putting down a black chess piece, Yoshio Shinozuka turned his head and looked at the wall clock on the wall, and said without a trace.

"Tihirahara, according to the information, the operation is about to begin."

"Yoxi, Shinozuka, let us wait for good news for your athletes."

Doihara smiled, but he was not polite in his hand, and decisively ate a piece of chess piece on the other party, bent down slightly and said lightly.

"The dragon has been slaughtered."

Yoshio Shinozuka looked down at the chess game, and then realized that he had lost. He immediately clapped his hands gently and exclaimed a sigh of praise.

"Dohima-kun's layout is still so profound and unpredictable. Until the last moment, he will never know what the purpose is. Shinozuka feels inferior.

I lost this game of chess today, but I hope that the action will be as smooth as Doihira Jun’s chess game, and I can quietly control Mr. Chen.”

He paused and continued, "The situation in the empire is now in danger. Although the Locust Army has won many victories, the army of the government has become more and more fierce, and the guerrillas in the northwest are so rampant.

If the Republic of China receives large amounts of financial support from the Chinese in Southeast Asia, the war on the front line will be more difficult. Your Majesty’s great cause will be postponed indefinitely, and the Prime Minister’s plan to prosper the Great East Asia joint prosperity will also be stranded."

As the commander of the 1st Army and the senior management of the Japanese invaders, Yoshio Shinozuka was naturally different from the stupid and optimistic local citizens, and was deeply worried about the prospects of the war.

Japan is a small country and the Republic of China is a big country. If you want to eat big things with a snack, speed is the key, but the war against China has fallen into a stalemate again.

We must never let the money of the Chinese in Southeast Asia flow into the national treasury. As long as the financial channels are cut off, the war machine of the Guo army will be extinguished and Japan's winning rate will increase significantly.

"Yaxi, Shinozuka Jun said it well."

Doiki nodded and his expression returned to seriousness: "According to statistics from the Imperial Intelligence Department, after the war started, Chinese people from all over the South China Sea sent up $25 million a month to the Republic of China. As of now, the total remittances have been nearly $1 billion.

The key figure among them is Mr. Chen. Without this person, the government could not organize a war fundraising campaign of such a scale, because the Chinese in Nanyang did not believe in the Shancheng government.

In addition, reliable information shows that the other party raised more than 3 million US dollars before returning to China, all of which were included in European and American banks. They could be retrieved as long as they provide their accounts and passwords.

At present, the latest Imperial fighter costs only 50,000 US dollars. By this calculation, the money alone can purchase more than 60 new fighter jets, which is enough to affect the overall situation.

If we can control the other side this time and help the empire obtain this huge wealth, the military can immediately launch a large-scale battle or create more technical weapons."

Speaking of this, Doihiro's eyes were full of greed, with 3 million US dollars, no matter where it was placed, it was an astronomical figure.

The local economic situation is very bad now. Once the action is successful, he will become an imperial hero, and the rank of general and even marshal are no longer a fantasy.

In addition, Doihara also had an unrealistic delusion in her heart - to rebel against Mr. Chen, which was used by Japan.

The other party is the leader of overseas Chinese. If the counter-revolution is successful, it will not only bring a heavy blow to the government economically, but also embarrass the people of the Republic of China politically.

Yoshio Shinozuka didn't know Doihara's plan. When he heard the 3 million dollar figure, Fumi Wubo's face moved slightly, and he felt confident.

"These advance teams are composed of imperial warriors who are familiar with the national conditions of the Republic of China. With reliable translators and guides, Mr. Chen will definitely be invited to Taiyuan.

Whether it is the army of the National Government or the rebels in the northwest, their fighting will and weapons and equipment cannot be compared with the advance team.

This is also an experimental unit. After the operation is successful, I will promote it within the jurisdiction of the 1st Army and carry out public security wars in the form of special warfare."

When talking about advancing to the team, Yoshio Shinozuka's expression changed significantly, and he seemed to be very proud of the team he formed.

The advance team is actually a group of quasi-armed agents who have received professional operation training. They have stronger combat effectiveness and faster reactions than the general Japanese army.

Its members can speak fluent Chinese, be familiar with the command and command mode of the Republic of China army, and interspersed in the rear of the positions during wartime to carry out special tasks such as attacks, assassinations, and reconnaissance.

In addition, when he was in action, he wore military uniforms or casual clothes from the Republic of China and used common weapons from the Guo Army or the Northwest, which made it difficult to distinguish between true and false.

After hearing this, Doihira nodded slightly. It was indeed a good choice to use a small group of elite troops to deal with the ubiquitous enemies.

In the past, when the Gorge or underground party attacks, the garrison would have to dispatch imperial troops of squads or even squadrons. Not only was the operation difficult to keep confidential, but the cost was also quite amazing.

The war funds raised by the local government are consumed in these meaningless passive defenses, and the cabinet is very dissatisfied with this.

More importantly, when the Imperial Warriors finally arrived at the scheduled combat site, the people of the Republic of China had already dispersed.

To describe it in Chinese, this is completely a cannon hitting a mosquito, and it is not worth the effort.

With the advance team, the garrison can respond more flexibly to attacks, and even launch attacks actively, adopt a highly mobile marching method, so as not to give the enemy a chance to escape.

This tactic is not only suitable for Shanxi Province, but also in North China and Northeast China, and can greatly improve the public security status of the occupied areas.

However, if you want to promote the advance team within the entire Japanese army stationed in China, the premise is that the operation is successful, otherwise you will not be able to convince those old-fashioned military leaders.

Then the two reopened a chess game, and they began to wait silently with the sound of the ticking of the wall clocks on the wall.

North of Hancheng, Gaowan Town.

From Hancheng to the border area, this town is a must-pass route, so there are endless business trips and travels, which is very lively.

Outside a restaurant in the middle of the town, more than a dozen men in northwest military uniforms looked up at the mountain road, as if waiting for something, and their expressions seemed a little anxious.

"According to the planned itinerary, Mr. Chen set out from Hancheng this morning. The convoy should have arrived long ago, why haven't he arrived yet?" One of the men looked at his watch and turned to ask his comrades beside him.

The other party thought for a while and replied softly: "Maybe something has been delayed on the road, and it's hard to walk on the mountain road. Let's wait a little longer."

These more than ten people were members of the border social department who came to receive the Nanyang condolences. Compared with the well-dressed Fruit Party officials at Shancheng Airport, these northwest staff were dressed in rustic clothes, but were full of energy.

Before the two finished speaking, a middle-aged man wearing glasses walked out of the restaurant, speaking in a Huizhou dialect, and said with a little concern.

"No, it's been two hours. Even if there is something wrong on the road, the convoy should send someone to report the news.

And have you noticed that half an hour ago, there were obviously fewer pedestrians and vehicles on the road?"

After saying that, the three of them looked at each other, and a solemn look appeared in their eyes.

The superior finally invited Mr. Chen to the border area. If something happened to the other party halfway and the consequences were unimaginable, the Fruit Party would definitely take the opportunity to make trouble.

Just as the middle-aged man was about to let the accompanying guards search along the road, a group of people suddenly appeared outside the town, with extremely frightened expressions, and some of them were covered in blood.

"Not good! The underground party killed someone!"

Someone shouted loudly in the crowd. This sentence changed drastically by the members of the Ministry of Social Affairs. Someone immediately stopped the caller and questioned him sternly.

"Who killed someone, where?"

The caller saw a "murderer accomplice" stopping him, and was so scared that he took two steps back. But when he saw the other party's sharp gaze, he had to stutter.

"On the road more than ten miles away from the town, you...someone killed everyone in the car, many cars and many corpses."

"What!"

The northwest staff present exclaimed that the convoy on the road at this point was likely to be a special car for the condolence group.

Things are still moving towards the worst direction. Mr. Chen is really attacked, and the one who is taking action is his own. How is this possible?

In order to avoid friction, teams operating near the Kuomintang-controlled area will never be allowed to fire the first shot unless they encounter an enemy first, let alone actively attack Pingmin.

Someone must be pretending to be a border troops!

Those who have reason to do this are either the Fructus army or the Japanese.

But the Fructus Party also needs donations from overseas Chinese in Southeast Asia and will definitely not attack Mr. Chen, so the impostor can only be Japanese.

"Report to my hometown that there may be suspicious people near the border area." The middle-aged man ordered in a deep voice, thought for a while and added: "I will notify the Fruit Party again and ask them to send troops to block the surrounding traffic immediately."

After giving the order, he pulled out his gun without hesitation and took the others into the car and drove towards the scene, preparing to go and see the situation in person.

No matter what happened to the condolence group or the people in the government, they must meet people in their lives and bodies in their lives. The border areas cannot take the blame.

Half an hour later, the convoy of the Ministry of Social Affairs slowly stopped on the side of the road, and several agile guards jumped out of the car and moved quickly along the ditch beside the road.

Not far away, many cars were crookedly crossing the middle of the road, with bullet holes on the body and glass, and there were several corpses lying on the ground near the vehicle.

After a careful search, the guard ruled out the possible risks at the scene. The middle-aged man slowly walked to the side of the car and bent over to check the inside.

At this moment, his expression changed again and again, from seriousness to doubt, and from doubt to surprise.

"Leave a few people to guard the scene, and go to Yanchang County immediately. After you reach the destination, organize local personnel to search along the banks of the Yellow River and report the abnormal situation immediately." The middle-aged man raised his head and ordered one person.

"Yes, Deputy Minister."

The other party responded first, and then asked in confusion: "Although Yanchang relies on the Japanese-occupied area, the Japanese have been quiet recently, so there should be no abnormal situation."

The middle-aged man named the deputy minister did not answer and waved his hand to leave first. He walked towards the car while looking at the rolling mountains and said quietly.
Chapter completed!