My own war game

Chapter 378: Memories of the Victor
"Shiro Ishii, Shiro Ishii..."

He Chi chewed on this name over and over again, and the pupils in his eyes shrank.

The chief of Japan's biological weapons unit during the war, the executioner nicknamed "Troll Ishii", was responsible for the persecution and death of about 3000 people in biological experiments while they were still alive, according to incomplete statistics.

He Chi guided the nuclear bomb from Kokura to a deflection of more than 20 kilometers, partly with the intention of targeting this guy.

Now it seems that he was quite lucky. He did not stay in the temporary base in Kokura that year. Instead, he relied on the data from Japanese biological experiments to obtain the protection of the US Navy as in history.

Now he even appears on the US military's list of researchers and comes directly to North Korea.

According to He Chi's memory, the last time this guy was known to the public after he defected to the Americans was between 1951 and 1952, when he dropped a large number of pathogenic microorganisms in North Korea.

This caused the abnormal appearance of flies, fleas, spiders, ants and other insects that should not appear in winter in some areas. These areas were occupied by the Chinese army at the time, and the highest-ranking officer of the Chinese army who died in North Korea died of meningitis caused by microbial infection.

"The player's mission objectives have been changed. New mission: Viper's Fangs. Mission objective: Control Shiro Ishii before June 1951 and obtain information on his involvement in bacterial warfare. Mission output depends on the completeness of the information!"

The system's voice began to prompt He Chi's ears.

"Well, this time it's a matter of public and private interests. I won't let you get away no matter what." He Chi pinched his wrist in the shadows.
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Yokota Air Base, Headquarters of the United States Occupation Forces in Japan, Tokyo, Japan.

Former Major General Kenpei Aoki, now Japan's Chief Cabinet Secretary, walked towards the gate holding several exquisite gift boxes.

"Mr. Aoki, the general is discussing the situation on the peninsula. Please wait a moment." A U.S. Army major stood on the steps, looking down at this senior official who ranked among the top five in the Japanese cabinet. Although his words were polite, there was a hint of arrogance in his tone.

"It's okay, I can wait in the lounge." Lord Aoki walked towards the side door.

"Sorry, Mr. Aoki, there are reporters preparing for interviews in the side hall. Please wait there for a moment. We will guide you in after the reporters leave." The major stopped Kenhei Aoki again.

"Well... okay." Aoki Kenpei's face looked unhappy, but he had no choice but to stand there awkwardly with the things in his arms.

Squeak~ A car stopped at the gate of the base, and a short Japanese man got out of the car - Lord Aoki's old rival, an unscrupulous vendor in He Chi's eyes, a founding father of the New Japan National Army, the actual controller of the large intelligence organization Straw, and the current Japanese Minister of Education, Education, Iikuni Kojiro.

Compared to Lord Aoki who was dressed in a suit, Kojiro was dressed more traditionally, wearing a thick Japanese kimono, cotton socks and wooden clogs, walking slowly on the snow.

Lord Iikuni does not have the so-called "aura" of a big shot. He now looks more like a second-rate trading company owner that can be seen everywhere on the streets of Osaka.

During the process of Japan's post-war government reorganization, Iikuni and Aoki actually faced the same problem - they both came from poor backgrounds, Aoki was from a fisherman's family, and Iikuni Kojiro was an apprentice in a shop who was even worse than a commoner.

In a Japanese society that retains a large number of feudal remnants, two people of this identity are destined to be unable to touch the top level of power, at least not in form.

Therefore, both parties tacitly pushed the post of Prime Minister out and each took a seat in the cabinet. The only difference was that the more ambitious Aoki Kenpei not only took the most important position of Chief Cabinet Secretary, but also had close ties with Defense Agency Director-General Nagumo Chuichi.

In comparison, Iikuni Kojiro, who only served as the Minister of Education, seemed even more isolated and powerless.

But no one dared to underestimate Iikuni Kojiro, because no one really understood the underwater power he controlled. The spies who used to be straws infiltrated into all walks of life in Japan in the form of businessmen, binding all walks of life like an octopus, and getting tighter and tighter.

These emerging second- and third-tier conglomerates have already penetrated into various fields such as infrastructure, finance, media, and light industry. Even the traditional status of old-established chaebols such as Mitsubishi, Mitsui, and Furukawa has begun to be challenged. It would be extremely terrifying if these forces could be brought together.

It is no exaggeration to say that the resources that the Cabinet Minister of Finance can mobilize are definitely not as many as those in the hands of Iikuni Kojiro.

There is a joke in Japanese official circles that the doors of Japan's Ministry of Intelligence, Ministry of Finance and Ministry of Education are the same.

"Mr. Aoki, long time no see. The weather is very cold today. How about going for a drink?" Iikuni Kojiro smiled and bowed slightly.

"I have another meeting with Admiral Doug later." Kenpei Aoki perked up and didn't respond to the other party.

"Let's not wait any longer. The general will probably go meet someone else after the press conference. He will get sick if he keeps standing here." Kojiro said meaningfully, then walked back to the car alone.

Kenpei Aoki hesitated for a moment, then turned around and got into the car.

In a remote tavern in Chiyoda Ward, a snowflake slid down from the eaves, fluttered into the shallow pig-mouth wine glass, and then immediately melted in the steaming wine.

Fanguo Xiaojiro, who was above everyone else, picked up the cup and drank it all in one gulp with the fresh snow.

Aoki Kenping sat aside with a doubtful look on his face, secretly guessing the other party's purpose.

The dishes on the table were simple: two pots of warm sake, a few small plates of sashimi, and a few skewers of half-cooked chicken placed on a small grill.

Such food and wine could be considered as a sumptuous feast for an ordinary family, but it was too undignified for the two of them considering their status. However, Fanguo Kojiro seemed to be enjoying himself very much, and he even turned the half-cooked chicken skewers from time to time.

"What do you want from me?" Aoki finally couldn't help but speak first.

Kojiro didn't respond directly. Instead, he took the chicken skewers and smelled them. Then he put them back on the stove and said to himself:
"Aoki-kun, do you know? When I was a kid, the happiest time was eating a skewer made of chicken skin after work. The feeling of the charcoal grilling the skin until it was crispy and the fat slowly dripping down was really wonderful."

"Unfortunately, with my meager salary at the time, I could only fulfill such a small wish two or three times a month."

"What exactly are you going to do?" Kenpei Aoki frowned.

"Aoki-kun, you and I are both people who have risen from the lower class. We have survived many dangerous situations to reach our current positions." Kojiro looked into the other's eyes as he spoke.

"Although we have conflicts on a daily basis, those are just differences in political views. To be fair, I agree that you should share our current wealth with me because you are qualified." When he said this, Kojiro personally handed a skewer of meat on the grill to Kenpei Aoki.

"We eliminated the old Japanese government and helped the Americans to sideline the emperor. In the future, we will also restrict those big financial groups. This is all for the sake of having a peaceful and stable world in the future. I believe that your idea should be the same as mine."

Then the short Osaka man narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "But now someone is trying to grab this achievement."

(End of this chapter)