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Chapter 729 Comrade (Two in One)
a few days later.

Time unknowingly entered 1936, and the whole of Tokyo was shrouded in prosperity and peace, with no trace of the chaos of the previous period.

During this period, Zuo Zhong became more and more familiar with the devils from the First Division, met some "new friends" and learned a lot of little secrets.

For example, the opponent's mutiny has entered the final stage of implementation. For example, the first brigade lieutenant Kata Kiyosaki is frantically looking for teammates.

Enthusiasm alone is not enough for the Qing monarchs. There are many troops inside and outside Tokyo, and without enough troops, their plans cannot be realized at all.

After all, they didn't have such godly teammates as Li Daming God of War Yuci Kaimen Gong Jinglong, and they didn't have anyone to help the mutiny troops open the gate of the Imperial Palace.

At present, there are less than 1000 people confirmed to participate in the operation, and most of them are recruits who have joined the army for only one year, and their combat effectiveness is very weak.

The personnel composition is also very complex, from the First Division, the Guards Division, the Artillery School, the Flight School, and the Army Teaching School.

To use an idiom to describe it is a mob, and any reasonable person would have no illusions about action, but the devil feels that I have the advantage.

Zuo Zhong honestly recorded the other party's plan at the side, and reported to Satoshi Ono every day after returning to Tokyo Daily News.

He didn't hide this matter from Xiangtian Qingzhen and others, the reason is that if he wants to deceive those cunning chaebol reactionaries, he must provide some dry goods.

The other party thought it made sense and was satisfied with his openness, but asked him to blur the key information.

like action time,

operatives,

Offensive lines and more.

In fact, they wouldn't tell Zuo Zhong the information, it just seemed more professional. After all, it was the first time for everyone to rebel and had no experience, so it was understandable.

On the other side, Ono Cong was very calm when he heard that someone in the army wanted to clear the king's side, as if he had known about it a long time ago, which was expected by Zuo Zhong.

To say that the Japanese intelligence agencies, the ruling faction, and the chaebols did not plant eyeliners in the army, even if he was killed, he would not believe it. The huge amount of money can buy everything you want.

There is no one in this world who cannot be bribed, it’s just that the price is not enough, no one is tempted by 20 yen, but if it is [-] yen or [-] yen, there will always be someone who is willing to cooperate.

So Ono Cong just asked Zuo Zhong to continue to observe, and immediately reported the exact news, and was not interested in who was involved in the mutiny.

This is a smart man who understands that the more he knows, the more dangerous he is. It is not uncommon in Japanese history to hide the bird and hide the bow.

But Zuo Zhong was in danger, no matter whether the mutiny was successful or not, what awaited him in the end was probably a hot bullet or an accident.

Society is a big stage.

Everyone is acting.

No, when the time entered February, the actions of Xiangtian Qingzhen and others became more and more serious, and Satoshi Ono once again made a big deal for Zuo Chong.

"Okamoto-kun, don't be afraid, you are a reporter from Tokyo Daily News, those red deer dare not do anything to you, hurry up and find out the news.

The Patriarch of the Matsumoto family is very pleased to hear that you are willing to risk yourself to collect evidence of rebellious officials and thieves. You are a big man.

If you can get the other party's appreciation, your future is boundless. Maybe it won't be long before I call you Vice Minister Okamoto. "

He smiled and said nonsense that he didn't believe in, and sighed secretly in his heart, if it wasn't for the seriousness of the matter, he would really not be willing to let such a good subordinate take the blame.

But who made Okamoto appear in the wrong place at the wrong time, and being picked by those chaebols can only accept his fate obediently. It is impossible to escape and protect himself wisely.

Sacrificing one person to make everyone happy is a very cost-effective deal. At worst, just invite a few more virtuous monks to recite scriptures and preach afterwards, and it is not in vain for colleagues.

The Matsumoto family?

Zuo Zhong always felt that he had heard these four words somewhere, and when he thought about it carefully, it was the family that the son-in-law Sheng Tian Longxi in the white blood cell project belonged to.

At that time, the head of the Matsumoto family, the old man of Takashi Ikuta, resolutely gave up on this guy. It can be seen that the other party is a person who will do anything to achieve his goals.

Dealing with such a person, especially doing dirty work, will never end, let alone such a sensitive case involving the Qing Dynasty, killing and silence is a normal operation.

As for the military not daring to move him?

Pooh!
Xiangtian Qingzhen and the others all plan to support Prince Yongren, the younger brother of Tianlou, to ascend the throne if necessary. What are they afraid of?

Although this group of people are a bit confused, the fool also knows that this is a shocking event of beheading, not to mention a small reporter, who is in a hurry to kill anyone.

Resisting the urge to spit on Satoshi Ono, Zuo Zhong bowed his head respectfully to express his obedience, and decided to suggest that Xiang Tian take the Tokyo Daily News as one of his targets.

At that time, I must treat Mr. Vice Minister well. If I can't wait until I return to Jinling, I will find a few more masters to hold a few rituals for the other party, and I should thank him for his help.

"Ha ha."

The two people with evil intentions looked at each other with a smile on their faces, and chatted a few words without saying anything. Zuo Zhong saw that the time was almost up, and then he said goodbye and turned to leave.

Ono Satoshi looked at the door being closed, his originally smiling face became serious, lowered his eyelids and thought for a few minutes, got up, put on his coat and walked out quickly.

The staff coming and going in the corridor stopped to say hello when they saw him appear, but he waved his hands casually, hurriedly went downstairs and walked out of the courtyard door.

As the deputy director of the reporter department of a major newspaper, Satoshi Ono travels in a more elegant way than the small reporter Okamoto, and a beautiful taxi drove him away quickly.

Behind a window upstairs, Zuo Zhong folded his arms and shook his head helplessly. This Ono Cong, do you need to be so anxious to ask for credit? You can't even wait for a few hours.

You have to come to the door at night, at least in a hurry after dark, so that the situation can appear urgent and the credit can be maximized. It is still politically immature.

But what he didn't know was that the taxi drove for a while and slowly stopped on the side of the road. Ono Cong jumped out nimbly, and the driver didn't look back and reported an address with a blank expression.

"Thank you."

Satoshi Ono handed out a banknote, whispered back in his mouth, and immediately turned and walked into an alley. This is a dilapidated slum area and has nothing to do with the chaebol.

Walking in the narrow alleyway full of sewage pits and rubbish, he looked at the ragged and disheveled citizens with sadness in his eyes. This is the Great Japanese Empire.

Dickens once said in A Tale of Two Cities that it was the best of times and the worst of times.

Japan at this time is like Great Britain in the 19th century, and ordinary people cannot enjoy the benefits of rising national power.

The whole society is increasingly divided into two fundamental and absolutely opposing classes. The British have colonies all over the world to ease this contradiction, so what about the Japanese.

By foreign aggression?

Pinning the country's hopes on expansion is an extremely dangerous behavior, and this is not the age of great sailing, and a little carelessness in launching a war will end in shipwreck and death.

The spread and germination of the awareness of national independence has made it very difficult for foreigners to completely occupy a country with a main ethnic group. The impact of the establishment of Mite Island proves this point.

Since Japan withdrew from the League of Nations, it was unprecedentedly isolated internationally, and the economic downturn made people uneasy. The domestic situation was like a powder keg, and a spark would explode.

Moreover, China and Japan are both oppressed by Western powers, and the people at the bottom are also exploited by big capitalists and big landlords. They should help each other instead of biting each other.

Ono Satoshi thought of this, with a firm face, and walked firmly towards the depths of the messy residential area, his back gradually receding reflected in the dirty puddles.

The wind knows the strong grass,
See loyal ministers in chaos.

When any country is in crisis, there will be some patriots who will stand up without hesitation, even if they are in the middle of their arms. This is the case in the Republic of China and Japan.

A few minutes later, Satoshi Ono came to a simple grocery store. He carefully looked around, raised his hand and knocked on the tattered sliding door, and asked in his mouth.

"Excuse me, is anyone there?"

There was no response from inside the house, the cold wind blowing from the sea passed over the eaves, and the wind chimes made a clanging sound, which spread far in the desolate street.

Satoshi Ono waited for a while, then knocked on the door anxiously again. He could only come here on the way to the Matsumoto family, and the time was very tight.

These chaebols do not have a fuel-efficient lamp, and their abnormal whereabouts will definitely arouse suspicion, and the connections must be hidden in the reasonable course of action.

In the distance, a small young man selling cigarettes passed by shouting and selling, and finally there was movement in the house, and there was a sound of footsteps from far to near.

wow~
The door was opened with a small gap, a pair of vigilant eyes looked up and down Satoshi Ono through the gap, and then said expressionlessly.

"It's closed today. If you need to buy something, please come back tomorrow, sir, or turn right at the intersection. There is another grocery store there."

The speaker was in his thirties, wearing an old suit and a pair of half-worn leather shoes, which seemed a bit of an eyesore in the traditional Japanese architecture.

Satoshi Ono's pupils narrowed slightly, and he frowned involuntarily. The comrades who came back from abroad are too inexperienced, and the enemy can easily see the flaws in this kind of dress.

This thought flashed through his mind, and then he smiled: "Yamamoto-kun, I was introduced by Banjing-kun, I have something important to report, please take care of me when we meet for the first time."

"So you just come in quickly!"

Behind the push door, the person called Yamamoto by Satoshi Ono was overjoyed when he heard that, he quickly opened the push door halfway to welcome him in, looked outside and then closed the door.

"Comrade Ono."

"Comrade Yamamoto."

After the door was pushed and closed, the two held each other's hand tightly, tears filled their eyes with excitement, working in the heart of the enemy, the happiest thing is meeting their comrades.

Feeling the temperature in his hands, Yamamoto was filled with emotion. In just three years, he grew from a dismissed worker to a proletarian fighter.

(from Section 63 Sensation)
From the United States to Japan, from the oppressed with no intention of doing anything to the forerunner who vowed to liberate all mankind, the encounters in life are really wonderful and incredible.

All this is due to Mr. Banjing's careful teaching. It was the other party who made him understand the culprit of the tragedy that happened to him, the damned chaebol.

Yamamoto thought a lot in the blink of an eye, and said solemnly: "Comrade Ono, this is the emergency contact point of the organization, which concerns the safety of many comrades.

According to the discipline, no one is allowed to use it without authorization if there is no particularly important matter. This is responsible for yourself and the cause we are engaged in.

As the head of intelligence in Tokyo, you should know the seriousness of this matter, I hope you can give a reasonable explanation, otherwise I will report to the superior. "

The social animal Yamamoto who was reprimanded by the white boss back then disappeared, and was replaced by Yamamoto, an underground party member who strictly observed discipline and stood firm.

"There is an emergency."

Satoshi Ono understood Yamamoto's concerns, and directly explained his intentions without any fuss: "According to the scouts sent by the Zaibatsu, the Kodo faction officers have decided to launch a mutiny in the near future.

The appeal is to eliminate the high-level officials and supporters of the ruling faction, or kill the leader of the reactionaries, the locust, and support a new locust to continue the war of aggression.

The specific number of people is about a thousand, and most of them are from the First Division and the Guards Division. The specific information on personnel and weapons is here, and I have to leave immediately. "

After speaking, he took out a pen from the outer pocket of his jacket, pulled off the cap, took out a piece of paper and handed it to Yamamoto, then opened the door and prepared to leave the emergency contact point.

"Bridge bean sack."

Yamamoto's face changed suddenly when he heard the news, and he softly called Ono Satoshi to stop: "Wait, you can't leave empty-handed, go to the shelf to get some prohibited goods that are in short supply.

My place is a black market den to the outside world, specializing in the sale of Omi goods, it is more reasonable for you to leave with your things, the chaebol's dog legs are everywhere, please be careful. "

He knew that this matter was of great importance, and he could not leave any omissions. Although there were security posts outside to monitor, it was not a bad thing to be cautious, and carelessness was the most feared thing in everything.

"OK."

Ono Satoshi thought about it for a while and felt that what the other party said was right, he dropped 10 yen, took another bottle of red wine, put it in a paper bag, walked out of the grocery store, and walked quickly in the direction he came from.

On the way, he also wanted to understand why Yamamoto wanted to dress up like this, and deal in Western goods. His words and deeds were not Westernized but suspicious, and the only trace of worry disappeared.

At the same time, knowing that there are comrades behind him to support him, his body gained a little more strength, his waist straightened unconsciously, and his face added a bit of expression.

As Ono Cong slowly walked away, another voice suddenly sounded in the grocery store: "Send someone to protect Ono Cong, ensure his safety, and prevent the enemy from attacking."

A man with a hygienic mustache walked out from behind the screen in the house, and came to the window while talking, thinking about something in his mind.

"Hai, Banjing-kun."

Yamamoto bent down slightly. This person was Itai who led him on the road of escaping life, and then he gestured to the young man selling cigarettes.

read the author's words

　I just got home in the morning, and went to Chongqing for a few days of fieldwork. I saw some memorial halls and old buildings, and brought myself into Zuo Zhong. After walking in this city for a long time, I was tired physically and full of energy. I wrote a chapter on the plane and on the road. , I won’t be an eunuch, and I will update it from time to time in the next few days. If you have a chance, you can watch it, and a single chapter will be issued when the stable update is restored.

　　These days are the most relaxing days after graduating from university. I don’t have to think about anything, just stroll around. Thank you for your understanding.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)