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Chapter 1365 Two tasks

Mountain city, two intersections, where US military representatives are stationed.

Melos stood in his own office, staring blankly at the skydiving tower being built in the distance.

According to Mr. Chen, the Minister of Education of the Republic of China, the government built this first-class parachute tower in Asia and even the world in order to train air force officers, promote aviation construction, and develop national sports.

This is certainly a good thing, but Melos doesn't understand why its actual construction cost is several times higher than the budget.

Perhaps, this is what Mr. Zuo often said: the Republic of China has its own national conditions.

When Melos thought of this, a meaningful or even sarcastic smile appeared on his face. He reached out for the glass and took a sip of the finest whiskey.

He had to admit that the National Government treated these Allied officers very generously, even using precious transportation capacity to transport these luxury goods from Europe and America from India to the mountain city and then deliver them to them.

"To win."

Melos muttered to himself and drank the wine in one gulp, because there were footsteps outside the door and they were getting closer and closer.

"Dong Dong~"

"Please come in."

When there was a knock on the door, Mellors had already sat back in his seat. A US military communications officer walked quickly into the office and handed him a report.

"Brigadier General, this is the latest intelligence sent by the Republic of China's intelligence personnel."

The communications officer paused and reminded with a serious expression: "I think you need to take a look in person."

Melos was originally preparing to put the report into the filing cabinet, but when he heard the other party's words, his movements suddenly paused and he casually opened the file to read it.

After only looking for a few seconds, he slammed the table, stood up and cursed loudly.

"fuxx!"

“Damn those Japanese shorties! How dare they!”

After cursing, Melos hurriedly left the base. His face was full of gloom, and his previous pride was completely gone.

Soon, an emergency meeting attended by senior officials of the Nationalist government, the Military Control Commission, and representatives of the US military was held at someone's official residence.

Ten hours later, a DC3 transport plane took off from Shancheng Airport. Its destination was Zhejiang Province, which was closest to the Japanese-occupied area.
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Temasek.

The two passenger ships slowly left the port. The Zuo Zhong brothers were talking in low voices with the gendarmerie captain, Takigawa Bunta, on the dock. He Yijun, who was a few meters away, vaguely heard the conversation between the four.

"Shimizu-kun, Meisang, the prisoners on board are all teachers, staff and students." The military police captain said with a slight bow.

Takigawa Bunta added: "They are very obedient, have a certain foundation in foreign languages, can understand orders, and will be the best workers."

Zuo Zhong and Zuo Jun smiled with satisfaction. Zuo Jun took out a suitcase and handed it to the gendarmerie captain, asking him to accept it.

"Here is a small gift. Please accept it, Captain. I have also made arrangements for your subordinates."

"Really? Then I'll accept it with a thick face, hahahaha."

The gendarmerie captain took the suitcase with a polite word, then held the handle tightly, as if he was afraid that the suitcase would grow wings and fly away.

Zuo Jun smiled and added, "There is 50,000 yen in the suitcase and a land deed for a total of ten cho-bu. The land is in your hometown. You can send the deed to your family and ask them to register it at the city hall."

The gendarmerie captain bowed deeply, raised his head and loudly assured that he would do everything possible to protect the Chinese in the labor camp.

This is true. These Chinese workers are like pieces of money, so he will naturally put his heart into it.

Zuo Zhong listened to the conversation between the three people and watched the passenger ship gradually disappear on the sea level. Then he suddenly asked the gendarmerie captain whether the disappearance of the Chinese workers would cause trouble to the other party.

The military police captain said confidently: "Don't worry, Mr. Shimizu, they are already dead in the labor camp's roster, and the Southern Army and the headquarters will not care."

Zuo Chongen said with a smile, "That's good. You can never make enough money. I don't want to see any problems with my partners."

The captain of the gendarmerie felt warm in his heart. Lord Shimizu was such a good man. He was about to express his gratitude when Zuo Chong spoke again.

"In order to avoid the Confederate Army's suspicion of you, I suggest you send more white prisoners to the 9400 troops."

In the sunlight, Zuo Chong smiled unusually gently, but Takigawa Bunta shuddered, because with these words, countless white prisoners would pay with their lives.

Although he did not know the purpose of the prisoners recruited by the 9400 Unit, according to the Japanese army's custom, no matter what work the prisoners did, they would eventually die. The only difference was the degree of pain of death.

"Haiyi, thank you for your concern, Lord Qingshui."

Since it could make himself safer, the gendarmerie captain had no reason to object and immediately bowed in reply.

After finishing the business, everyone got in the car and left the dock.

In the distance, the sea breeze made rustling sounds in the coconut trees, creating a tropical atmosphere. However, beneath the beautiful scene, several rotting corpses were gently pushed onto the beach by the sea water.

Temasek under Japanese occupation was just like this strange landscape: behind the prosperity was endless evil.
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Ten days later.

A ship docked at Temasek. Among the passengers were many young men, all holding Japanese passports. The three leading men were particularly impressive.

When the Japanese military police saw this group of people, they not only did not check them, but enthusiastically invited them into the car. The car drove through the streets of Temasek and finally arrived outside a Western-style house where military police were standing guard. Next to the house was the military police headquarters and Shonan City Hall.

Tulu~~~The engine sound sounded again and the car drove away quickly.

Wu Chunyang, Gui Youguang and Wu Jingzhong stood at the door of the villa and looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

They had carried out many missions, but this was the first time they were escorted by Japanese military police during a mission. What on earth did the deputy commander do in Temasek?

Just as he was thinking about it, Zuo Zhong, dressed in a kimono, appeared on the steps at the door. Seeing his men coming, he waved to the three of them enthusiastically.

Wu Chunyang and the other two did not dare to be negligent and hurriedly trotted over to Zuo Chong and greeted him.

"Okay, put down your luggage and let's go for a walk."

Zuo Chong didn't waste any time and took them directly to the garden attached to the villa. They chatted as they walked.

"From now on, you will call me by my alias."

"Yes, Mr. Shimizu."

"What did Melos say about your visit?"

"Mellos said that he would give money and people to the Americans. He only had one request: to find out what the Japanese did to the prisoners of war. The Americans needed evidence."

Hearing Wu Chunyang’s answer, Zuo Chong was a little surprised. Isn’t it about saving people?

But after thinking about it, he realized that for the current US government, a victory in public opinion is far more important than rescuing a few big soldiers.

Politicians need an excuse to unite against a common enemy, generals need a reason to increase the budget, and as for the dead prisoners of war, there will always be casualties in war.

Zuo Zhong nodded slightly: "Americans are very pragmatic. Gathering intelligence is always easier than saving people."

"You're right." Wu Chunyang agreed, and then said: "In addition, the US Navy hopes that we can provide information on the movements of Japanese troops near the Solomon Sea."

The Solomon Sea is located in the southwest Pacific Ocean, bordering the Solomon Islands to the east, the Bismarck Sea to the north, and the Coral Sea to the south. It is an important water area connecting Southeast Asia, Australia and the central Pacific Ocean.

As a shipping route node between the Pacific Ocean and the Indian Ocean, control of this sea area can directly affect maritime trade and military mobilization in the Asia-Pacific region.

Zuo Chong scratched his head, and two words emerged from the depths of his memory—the First Battle of the Solomon Islands and the Battle of Guadalcanal.

Guadalcanal, the full name of Guadalcanal, is the largest island in the Solomon Islands.

After the Battle of Midway, the Japanese planned to build an airport on the island. Once completed, the Japanese army could threaten the transportation routes between the United States and Australia and New Zealand.

The Allied forces naturally would not watch the enemy build a forward base under their noses, so the Battle of Guadalcanal came into being.

In order to protect the Marines attacking Guadalcanal, the British, American, Australian and New Zealand navies joined forces and urgently needed intelligence support.

Zuo Zhong pondered for a while, stopped under a coconut tree, and turned to look at Wu Chunyang and Gui Youguang.

"You two will be responsible for collecting intelligence on the 9400 troops. Old Wu and I will try to find out the Japanese deployment in the Solomon Sea."

He decided to carry out the two tasks simultaneously because the former required time and could not be delayed.

After all, it is not on their own territory, and it takes a lot of effort just to familiarize themselves with the terrain. Finding the 9400 base is definitely not something that can be done overnight.

Wu Chunyang and Gui Youguang, one is good at intelligence and the other is good at action. The combination of the two can complete the task better and faster.

After receiving Zuo Zhong's order, Wu Chunyang and the other man bowed in the Japanese way.

In the gendarmerie headquarters next door, the gendarmerie captain saw this scene through the window, but did not notice anything wrong and immediately put the matter behind him.

Zuo Zhong continued, "You are operating in the name of a partner of the Sakurai Chamber of Commerce. If you are stopped and questioned, you can ask them to contact the Temasek Military Police to verify their identities. I will ask the Military Police to pay attention. By the way, how do you plan to carry out your work?"

Faced with this question, Wu Chunyang and Gui Youguang discussed in a low voice for a moment, and finally Wu Chunyang gave the answer as the representative.

"With 9400 troops and so many prisoners, the daily consumption of supplies is not a small amount. I plan to search through this line, but in the early stage, I will focus on familiarizing myself with the local conditions and customs of Johor."

Zuo Zhong was very satisfied. It was a good thing not to act blindly. He asked the two of them to rest first and set off for Johor early tomorrow morning. After that, he shifted his gaze to Wu Jingzhong.

"What do you think of the mission?"

Wu Jingzhong kept it a secret: "I heard that the main force of the Combined Fleet often stops at Temasek for rest and recuperation. You should go out for a walk."

Zuo Zhong didn't say much, just pointed at the other party and said with a smile: "We two have the same idea. Okay, you take care of the rest, and I'll just be responsible for spending the money."

Wu Jingzhong respectfully said yes. He volunteered to come to Temasek this time and was determined to perform well.

At this point in the development of the Military Control Commission, the senior personnel have basically been fixed, and it is unlikely that he will be able to move up in the headquarters.

Since there was no hope of promotion, the only thing left was to make money. Wu Jingzhong planned to seek a position in a local district station after victory, and Tianjin was a good place.

But there are many smart people in the Military Control Commission, and even more people are eyeing these positions. If you want to realize your wish, you must first demonstrate your own value.

Wu Jingzhong took a deep breath and his eyes gradually became determined. This time he must go all out!

① If we convert the currency value at that time into today's currency, it is difficult to get an exact value. It is probably about 2 to 3 yen, and yen is about several million.

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