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Chapter 1360 Something must be done

Late June 1942.

The Expeditionary Force's headquarters in Baoshan was bustling with noise, telephone calls and telegrams from the front line were flying in like snowflakes, and combat staff were running around in their calfskin boots.

"Okay! Push the enemy back from Tengchong and don't worry about casualties!"

Commander Du shouted orders into the microphone, his left hand on his waist, looking extremely excited, with all the decadence of the defeat in Burma swept away.

After hanging up the phone, he smiled and said to Zuo Zhong beside him: "Deputy Director Zuo, your intelligence work is excellent. Your suggestion that An Guo go to the army is also a brilliant move. I never realized that An Guo is actually a brave general."

These days, taking advantage of the destruction of the Japanese intelligence network within the Expeditionary Force, in order to curb the Japanese offensive, Commander Du sent Cao Anguo to lead an isolated army deep into Tengchong, Longling and other places, inflicting severe damage to the local Japanese troops.

At the same time, Gui Youguang led his men to blow up the Huitong Bridge on the Yunnan-Burma Highway, blocking the enemy west of the Nujiang River.

When the news came, the people in the occupied areas were jubilant and launched a massive guerrilla war behind enemy lines, which greatly consumed the enemy's manpower.

After praising Zuo Zhong, Commander Du "criticized" him again: "Shen Zhong, you are shouldering an important responsibility now, how can you personally go into danger? You must never act like this again in the future."

Zuo Zhong nodded slightly: "I am also planning for the future counterattack in Burma, and searching for the brothers who got lost during the retreat. There are things that must be done!"

After the leak, Zuo Chong crossed the Nujiang defense line and went to the Yeren Mountain area to conduct disguised investigations.

Relying on the Japanese yen produced by the Military Control Commission, he bribed a large number of natives and not only drew local maps but also rescued hundreds of defeated Guo soldiers.

Although in enemy territory, these defeated soldiers did not surrender or give up. Instead, they used the most primitive weapons to launch a surprise attack on the Japanese army. They were all unkempt and looked like savages.

When Commander Du heard Zuo Zhong say this, he sighed deeply. He could still vividly remember the tragic scene during the retreat. Out of an army of more than 100,000, only less than 50,000 were left. This was his responsibility.

Neither of them spoke anymore. After a long while, Zuo Chong looked around and saw that no one was approaching, so he spoke first.

"Commander Du, Zuo's mission here has been completed and I will be returning soon. Before I leave, I have something to say to you."

Commander Du was a little uncomfortable with this way of addressing one another as brothers, but he still smiled and said, "Be careful and speak frankly."

"Then Zuo said it."

Zuo Zhong's expression became serious, and he revealed someone's intention of sending him to Yunnan Province, emphasizing that Shancheng was dissatisfied with the fact that the top leaders of the expeditionary force obeyed the command of the United States.

Commander Du's face turned pale when he heard this, and he quickly thought of a countermeasure in his mind, but before he could come up with an idea, Zuo Zhong spoke again.

"Brother, you should know that military power has been the most sensitive issue since ancient times. It can easily lead to bloodshed. So I intend to deploy spies in the grassroots troops. What do you think?"

Zuo Chong didn't beat around the bush and directly said that he wanted to place people in the military. If it were in the past, Commander Du would definitely have turned hostile and kicked him out, but now, the situation was different.

Commander Du knew that if he refused, his deputy commander might be dismissed tomorrow.

The leader can accept defeat, but cannot accept a senior officer who wavers in his stance, because this is related to the fate of this elite expeditionary force.

He was also well aware of the sensitivity of military power. When the Burmese army was defeated, Britain and the United States suggested that the entire expeditionary force be withdrawn to India, but he flatly refused, preferring to bear huge risks and casualties and retreat back to the country through the Savage Mountains.

Realizing that he might have stepped into a big trap, Commander Du paused and said, "Yes, the Military Control Commission can place spies in the army, but you must inform me of their number and details."

"No problem, a gentleman's word."

"Hurry up and whip your horse!"

Zuo Chong and Commander Du shook hands and laughed. There was no need to fall out with the powerful people in the army in order to appoint a military supervisor. Of course, the show still had to be performed.

On that day, a piece of gossip spread from the Expeditionary Force Headquarters that Deputy Director Zuo of the Political Training Department had fallen out with Commander Du, and the two parted unhappily. Deputy Director Zuo even flew directly back to the mountain city the next day.

Immediately afterwards, the Political Training Department and the Military Intelligence Bureau sent people to the regiment-level troops. The originally confused army suddenly became quiet, and no one wanted to be targeted by the Military Intelligence Bureau.

Zuo Zhong, who was free from worries, rested for a few days after returning to the mountain city. He also attended many banquets with Director Bai and Deputy Minister Yang, and did not care about the follow-up matters of the expeditionary force.

For a spy to care about military affairs, isn't that courting death? In the future, Old Dai forgot this truth, so he crashed into a mountain.

In July, the Military Control Commission's Henan Provincial Station reported that since the beginning of spring, there had been no rain in Henan Province, and last year's winter wheat harvest had also been poor, so there was concern about famine in the area.

Zuo Zhong immediately submitted three reports, one to Dai Chunfeng, one to the government, and the last one to the attendant's room, hoping to attract someone's attention, but the only reply he received was "Got it".

So what were the government officials doing? Of course, they were busy celebrating the success.

A few days ago, the US military won a great victory over the Japanese Combined Fleet at Midway Island, sinking four Japanese heavy main aircraft carriers at the cost of losing one aircraft carrier. It was a great victory.

It is worth mentioning that after returning to his homeland from Huorunu, Ozawa Chuan found a way to serve as the captain of the Xuefeng destroyer according to Zuo Zhong's instructions. (For some reason, there is a risk warning in the photo name)

As a result, throughout the entire battle, the Xuefeng was not hit by a single bomb and even saved a lot of people, which made Ozawa very fortunate.

Furthermore, the U.S. military's post-war summary revealed that the intelligence on Japan's new fighter jets obtained by the Military Intelligence Bureau played a huge role in this battle.

For this, Washington specially sent a thank-you letter to Shancheng. Someone was so proud that he held a grand reception banquet and invited diplomats from allied countries to celebrate this great victory together. Therefore, the "little things" in Henan Province were not taken seriously by the government. It was nothing more than the death of some people. How could it be compared to celebrating the great victory of the naval battle of the American allies?

Famine? We'll talk about that later.

Zuo Zhong had no choice but to send the information to Lao K, hoping that the Northwest could make preparations early. However, the Northwest is already barren, so how many people can be saved?

After much consideration and consultation with his family, Zuo Zhong accelerated the transportation of refugees to New Zealand.

The people were not stupid. They had already realized the impending famine through various signs. Faced with the recruitment of the Left Company, thousands of farmers, bringing their elderly and children, embarked on an unknown journey.

The Zuo family used boxes of brand new Japanese yen to gain access to the top Japanese naval officials, and tens of thousands of refugees set out from Tianjin and the island city and took ships to Australia and New Zealand.

The Japanese navy, which had been collecting so much money that they were tired of it, didn't care where these people came from or where they were going. They just let them all go.

As of August, in less than two months, the Zuo family had transported more than 8 people to New Zealand and Australia. Compared with the tens of millions of victims, this was only a small number, but it saved a lot of lives.

And as the disaster worsens, more and more people will choose to cross the ocean to start their lives again.

By the end of the war, even if the Australian and New Zealand governments reacted, it was too late. The Zuo family was not a vegetarian monk, they had plenty of means and methods.

One evening, He Yijun found Zuo Zhong and reported to him the latest progress of immigration. Zuo Zhong didn't want to discuss this matter in the office and took her to the rooftop.

"Deputy Commander, the number of personnel next month will be a bit too many. I'm afraid it will exceed 20,000 people." He Yijun said worriedly.

Immigration is not an easy task. Transportation and resettlement require a lot of manpower and material resources. If the Zuo family had not made a lot of money in recent years, they would not have been able to support such a huge project.

Zuo Chong doesn't care about money. This is his only chance to take over the throne. If he misses it, he doesn't know how long he'll have to wait before he can get his hands on New Zealand and Australia.

He lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, then asked calmly, "Has the intelligence about the Australian and New Zealand troops in the Pacific been sent to Daxiong?"

"Yes, the telegram was sent by me personally. The records and manuscripts have been destroyed. If it is discovered, I will take full responsibility and will never involve you." He Yijun's voice was small but her tone was firm.

Zuo Zhong shook his head and responded with a smile: "Don't say such things anymore. At worst, we can go to New Zealand and become rich. Okay, is there anything else?"

He Yijun hesitated for a moment, glanced at Zuo Zhong secretly, and said in a low voice: "Zuo Jun had an accident in Temasek."

"kindness?"

Zuo Zhong slowly turned around, his eyes full of murderous intent. This murderous intent was naturally not directed at He Yijun, but at the murderer who dared to hurt Zuo Jun.

He Yijun approached him and comforted him softly, "Zuo Jun was attacked by the natives and was slightly injured. The local brothers have sent him to a safe house for treatment."

"Tell me what's going on."

Zuo Zhong regained his composure and uttered coldly, but the fierce light in his eyes not only did not disappear, but became even more fierce.

"The thing is"
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two days ago.

In a corner of Temasek Street, several Japanese army soldiers hung up a Japanese road sign with the words "Syonan Special City" with laughter, and the original wooden sign with the words "Temasek" in English was thrown on the ground and trampled on.

After the Japanese army occupied Temasek, Yamashita Tomoyuki changed the name of Temasek to Shonan, which means the Southern Island of Light, in order to appease the Japanese.

Due to the series of battles before, the Japanese had no time to take care of the internal affairs of the occupied areas, and only at this time did they have time to replace various signs.

In just two or three days, there was no trace of English or Chinese on the streets of Temasek, only various Japanese languages ​​were prevalent.

This is also the consistent practice of the Japanese, to eliminate the culture and writing of the occupied territories and carry out cultural colonization.

Jining Street.

Zuo Jun got out of the car, his white suit already soaked with sweat. He took off his helmet-style sun hat and fanned himself, then took out a few "banana coins" and threw them to the begging children, then strode into a hotel.

This is the Indian gathering area in Temasek, so the whole street is filled with a strange smell of curry, and there are many Indian children with bare buttocks running wildly on the street.

The so-called banana currency is a military note issued by Japan after it occupied Malaya, Temasek and North Borneo. It was named after the banana tree printed on the ten-dollar note. As for its purchasing power, it is even too hard to even afford a penny.

A group of guards and servants surrounded Zuo Jun and led him into the lobby. The boss, who spoke Hindi English, quickly came to greet them.

After a difficult communication, everyone checked into the hotel. The retired Military Control Commission agent who was accompanying them knocked on Zuo Jun's door and then walked in.

"Mr. Mei, a meeting with a local Chinese family has been scheduled for tomorrow. The location is the Nan Tian Hotel in Chinatown next door."

The spy called out Zuo Jun's alias, first informing him of tomorrow's schedule, then thinking about it and giving him a reminder.

"These people have long forgotten that they are from the Republic of China. It is very dangerous for you to meet them. I am worried that they will take action against you."

Looking at the red-headed Ah San and the Japanese soldiers running rampant downstairs, Zuo Jun said softly: "Some things must be done. Doing them may be dangerous, but if you don't do them, you will regret it for the rest of your life."