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Chapter 1292 Split up
One day in September 1941, South Island, New Zealand.

Zuo Chong was lying on a lounge chair in the garden of the Zuo family's old house, his face covered with a collection of Tagore's poems. The radio on the table was playing a Chinese broadcast; the sound from the speaker was not loud but every word was sonorous and powerful.

"October 10th this year is the 30th anniversary of the death. Warm celebrations and commemorations should be held all over the country. Underground party members in various places should also explain to the people extensively so that every man and woman of the Chinese nation will understand this day unanimously."

Amid the broadcast, He Yijun, wearing a floral dress, walked quickly forward, leaned close to Zuo Chong'er and whispered the latest news.

"Vice-Chairman, Fu Ling sent a message saying that Konoe Fumiya is about to resign again, and his successor is likely to be Tojo. In addition, Nobita also sent a secret message."

Zuo Chong moved the book away from his face and took the two secret telegrams handed to him by He Yijun. There was nothing much to say about the first one. This was the third time that Konoe Fumiya had formed a cabinet and resigned. It had been less than two months since his last cabinet formation. The speed at which the Japanese changed prime ministers was even faster than that of Xu Enzeng changing concubines.

The reason why Konoe resigned was that he believed that the conditions for immediately going to war with the United States and Britain were not yet ripe, and the chances of victory were slim, so he should wait a little longer. This angered the pro-war faction represented by Tojo.

The war faction proposed that if the Konoe Cabinet did not implement national policy according to the decision of the Imperial Conference, then all of them must resign.

Therefore, it is only a matter of time before Konoe Fumiya steps down. With the situation developing to this point, even the locusts cannot stop Japan's completely out-of-control war machine.

Zuo Chong folded the first telegram, put it in the ashtray and lit it, slowly sinking into memories. From the time he left the mountain city to his return to New Zealand, so many things had happened in the past few months.

August 8 – The President of the United States and the Prime Minister of the United Kingdom signed the Atlantic Charter on board the British Navy battleship HMS Prince of Wales.

September 9rd - The Japanese army withdrew from Fucheng. On the same day, the Guo army recaptured Fucheng for the first time.

September 9th - The Guo army launched the second Battle of Shacheng. The battle is going well and the Japanese army suffered heavy losses.

Before that, on September 9, Lin Fuyilang urgently informed Zuo Zhong that the Japanese Imperial Conference had secretly decided to declare war on the United States.

This information seems to prove the madness of the Japanese, but is it really so? Zuo Chong doesn't think so.

Faced with the increasingly close ties between Britain and the United States, the corrupt battlefield of the Republic of China, and the industry and agriculture on the verge of collapse, Japan actually had no choice but to go to war.

If we lose, the whole nation will die.

If it wins, Japan will at least be able to monopolize East Asia and become a true great power.

The gambling-minded Japanese once again gambled on the fate of their country. After all, the dead were untouchables, and the powerful thought they were safe until those big mushrooms fell.

Zuo Chong analyzed the recent intelligence, got up from the recliner and walked in the garden. He was thinking about one thing and one person.

If I remember correctly, the legendary Red Russian spy Sorge and his team were arrested after Konoe Fumiya resigned, and the underground International's intelligence network in Japan was paralyzed.

This matter originally had nothing to do with Zuo Zhong, but the members of the Sorge group who were arrested included not only Red Russians, but also members of the Northwest Underground Party.

For example, Ozaki, a reporter of the Asahi Shimbun who had dealt with the 226 Movement, Nakanishi Isao and Nishiri Ryuo, Japanese members of the Special Operations Department, Ozaki Shotaro, the head of the economic group of the North South Mantetsu Economic Research Institute, and Shirai Yukiyuki, the head of the intelligence department of the Japanese North China Expeditionary Army Headquarters.

Moreover, the Sorge group had close ties with the underground party's intelligence network in Shanghai. Historically, after the Sorge group was arrested, more than 20 underground personnel lurking in the Manchurian Railway Special Investigation Class were exposed, the Northwest's anti-Japanese intelligence network was severely damaged, and suffered heavy losses.

What worries Zuo Zhong the most is that most of these people are from Tongwen Academy and are old classmates of Hase Ryosuke. It is hard to say whether their betrayal will arouse the enemy's vigilance and suspicion against Hase.

Although Hase Ryosuke is doing well in the Japanese intelligence system, he is afraid of being taken seriously. Once the Japanese launch a full-scale investigation, Hase will probably have no choice but to run away.

Similarly, Hayashi Fuichiro is also in danger of being exposed. The Viscount is very close to the Konoe Cabinet, so there is no guarantee that he will not become a target of suspicion.

When the city gate is on fire, the fish in the pond are affected. Zuo Zhong is a little helpless and a little annoyed. Sorge is a standard 007-type agent who never forgets "entertainment" while working. There are many opposite sex around him, which is a fatal weakness in intelligence work.

Rumor has it that the other party's exposure was related to a woman. So many undercover personnel were implicated for a trivial matter under the crotch. What the hell is this?

Indeed, even in the most difficult and dangerous environment, Sorge never gave up his beliefs, which is truly commendable.

However, as an intelligence officer, being promiscuous while performing a mission in a hostile country is a very serious mistake from any perspective.

Don't use disguise as an excuse. If you can't even handle the situation properly, it only shows that you are not professional enough.

Zuo Zhong became more and more angry the more he thought about it. He really wanted to send a letter of denunciation to the Intelligence Department of the General Staff of the Red Russian Army, asking the Red Russians to recall Sorge, the "Eastern 007".

But he was just thinking about it. If they were caught by the Japanese, how many of Sorge's team and other undercover personnel would survive? If they were targeted by the loving father, none of them would survive. After circling around for a few times, Zuo Zhong realized that he had to go to Japan in person to help Sorge and others clean up their butts, otherwise Hase Ryosuke and even Hayashi Fuichiro would be in danger.

Shit! Who did he offend? He thought his Zuo family was kind and generous, and had nothing to do with the world... Well, anyway, Zuo Zhong was not in a good mood.

After a long while, Zuo Zhong picked up the second telegram, which contained Ryosuke Hase's tracking results on the "new" penicillin. After reading it, Zuo Zhong finally smiled.

On the day the information on the "new" penicillin arrived in Shanghai, the Japanese started working at full speed and produced the finished product in just one week.

Afterwards, these precious anti-inflammatory drugs were sent to the Sand City Field Hospital, bringing the kindness of the locusts to the army's elks.

Feeling that they were unworthy of using the miraculous medicine which was more expensive than gold, the wounded Japanese soldiers burst into tears and felt more miserable than if their own mothers had died. Several of them committed seppuku on the spot. For a time, the death rate in the field hospital soared.

The military doctors persuaded the wounded soldiers with all their might and began large-scale human experiments. Although hundreds of devils died during the experiment, the results of the experiment were very "optimistic". A large number of wounded soldiers recovered and were discharged from the hospital, but they were still weak.

When the person in charge of the experiment, Saburo Iguchi, was interviewed by reporters, he said while sniffling that with the "new" penicillin, the casualty rate of the front-line troops would be greatly reduced.

As for those who died of allergies, diarrhea, vomiting blood, and unknown reasons, they certainly cannot be counted in the death toll. Statistics must be scientific and cannot replace universality with particularity.

Zuo Chong was happy. Iguchi Saburo was really a talented person. If the Japanese fully promoted the "new" penicillin, it would only take a year, no, half a year, and the Japanese field hospitals would probably only have doctors and nurses left.

In addition, the "new" penicillin will not endanger ordinary people in the Republic of China.

The Japanese have very strict control over gunshot wound medicine and will definitely not allow it to enter the market.

Even if regular pharmacies sell a small amount of it, who are the people who can buy the medicine from the Japanese?
The answer is easy to guess: traitors, running dogs, profiteers, none of them are good people.

The only thing to pay attention to is the underground party, but Zuo Zhong has already sent a telegram to Lao K, reminding the Northwest to be careful to distinguish when seizing materials and purchasing medicines, and never to use toxic Japanese medicines. He has even found a channel for leaking secrets.

As soon as the transaction with the Germans was completed, Zuo Zhong reported the Patulin incident to the attendant's office and Lao Dai's office. The leak of information by these two departments had nothing to do with him, Zuo.

In fact, if patulin is really seized in the Northwest, there is no need to throw it away. If you can't use it yourself, you can sell it to traitors. In that way, "giving birth to a son without an ass" is not an insult, but an objective statement.

Zuo Zhong smiled and asked He Yijun to call Gucci and others. The penicillin issue was not over yet. In addition to Japan and Germany, Britain and the United States were also coveting the Australian penicillin factory.

Although the Zuo family licensed the relevant technology to Western Pharmaceutical Trust for safety reasons, there are always people who want more, such as experimental data from Australian pharmaceutical companies, the latest scientific research progress, etc.

Since these forces were unable or unwilling to do it themselves, they found two scapegoats to take the lead. Otherwise, how would the Germans and Japanese know the location of the pharmaceutical factory?

This time we must remind the British and American capitalists and let them know that the Zuo family is no pushover and that it is best for everyone to make money in harmony.

Ten minutes later, in the study of the Zuo family's old house, Gu Qi, Wu Chunyang, Song Minghao and Gui Youguang sat on both sides, and Zuo Zhong, who was sitting in the main seat, told them his plan.

"Lao Gu, you, Lao Song, and You Guang go to Crosby in Liverpool, England. There is a Glaxo pharmaceutical factory there. Blow it up for me. Then go to the Pfizer pharmaceutical factory in Brooklyn, New York. I hope this pharmaceutical factory will be shut down for at least half a year."

"Okay, co-pilot." Gucci replied without asking Zuo what he was going to do.

Zuo Chong thought about it, told the information Fu Ling had sent back, and proposed to go to Japan with Wu Chunyang and He Yijun to explore the bottom line of the new Japanese cabinet?
Gu Qi objected immediately after hearing this: "Deputy Commander, your current status is extraordinary, you must not go into danger in person. If you are really worried, why not let me lead the team?"

Song Minghao and Gui Youguang also nodded. Yes, if something happened to the deputy commander, they would be guilty of a serious crime, and even the entire Military Control Commission would fall into turmoil.

"Old Gu, you don't have to say more. I have my own reasons for going." Zuo Zhong raised his hand, not letting Gu Qi continue speaking, and then made up an excuse.

"Tojo is the warmongerer among the Japanese high-ranking officials who is most keen on launching aggression. His coming to power represents Japan's complete madness. I must go and see the situation myself.

Don't worry, after learning about the new Japanese cabinet, I will go to the United States to join you as soon as possible. There is an important mission waiting for us in Washington. See you in the United States."

This reason was not sufficient, but he couldn't tell his subordinates that he, the deputy director of the Military Control Commission, was going to rescue underground party intelligence personnel.

Hearing the deputy director's serious words, Gu Qi could no longer persuade him and could only remind Wu Chunyang to do a good job of protection and not to hesitate when encountering danger and to immediately retreat through the secret channels of the Military Control Commission.

Wu Chunyang agreed solemnly, but in his heart he was thinking about just taking the co-pilot to the United States. However, when he noticed Zuo Zhong's sharp gaze, he quickly lowered his head and pretended to admire the ground, giving up this dangerous idea.

Zuo Zhong shifted his gaze away from Wu Chunyang, walked slowly to the door and stared at the old tree in the yard in a trance. At this time, the breeze blew and rolled up the petals, and the petals flew higher and higher, just like a wanderer who was adrift and had no choice.