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It is reasonable for Mitaka Kusumoto and Yamamoto to choose to cooperate with Ryosuke Hase. The counterfeit banknote plan is public, and generous gifts are private. In the case of both public and private, why not do it.

Besides, the final result of the matter depends on the game played by the big shots in Tokyo, and it is not up to them to decide. There is no need for the two of them to offend a supernatural figure in Shanghai who has great powers.

After initially confirming the cooperation relationship, the three of them looked at each other and smiled, then Hase Ryosuke waved his hand and ordered his subordinates to help dismantle the printing machine, and seize the time to transfer the banknote printing factory.

Seeing the quick movements and action style of the foreign ministry's special agent, Yamamoto nodded in satisfaction, and complimented Mr. Jinzhu softly.

"Yo Xi, thank you Mr. Zhang Gu. The quality of your staff has opened my eyes. In Chinese words, there are no weak soldiers under a strong general."

Kusumoto Shilong observed for a while, and nodded in agreement: "The intelligence personnel of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs are indeed well-deserved, and they are indeed the elite of the empire."

As he said that, he asked another question seemingly unintentionally: "However, Vice Minister Zhang Gu, you said that you can help us move to a safe place, can you tell us about the specific arrangements."

It's not that he doubts anything when he asks this question, it's just because of his natural and professional instincts, the longer he works in this industry, the harder it is to trust others.

Even if the other party is about to become the head of the agency and has undergone the most stringent background checks, he still has to be careful.

What's more, the two sides have never dealt with each other, and he doesn't know the other party's ability to work. If he is a young master with high hands and low eyesight, he will be the one who will be unlucky, so he has to guard against it.

At the same time, the reputation of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs is not very good within the empire. Those diplomats who graduated from colleges and universities and claim to be well-informed have always sneered at such things as dedicating their lives to the locust.

They regard serving the empire as an ordinary job, not a glory. As long as there are enough benefits, it is common to sell the interests of the empire.

If this person is also a non-citizen, wouldn't it be a trap for them to follow suit?

It is necessary to ask clearly about the other party's next arrangement, so as to make a judgment. After asking, Kusumoto Shilong secretly observed Hase's reaction

Hase Ryosuke didn't seem to see his movements, and said confidently: "Please rest assured, I found a printing factory in the Zhabei area of ​​the original Chinese border, and this place meets all printing requirements.

It is very remote, adjacent to the suburbs, and there are no residents nearby. The only road was destroyed during the Songhu War, and few people usually pass by.

And it is very close to the garrison barracks. Once someone attacks, the imperial warriors will come and wipe out the attacker within 5 minutes. Kusumoto Daizuo, I wonder if you are satisfied with this answer. "

"Arigado bound Emas."

Mitaka Kusumoto bowed slightly and said thank you. As the oldest and oldest of the three, using such words among peers is equivalent to apologizing.

"Your Majesty Kusumoto, you are too polite."

Startled, Hase Ryosuke quickly dodged to avoid the other party's salute, and discussed the evacuation route with Kusumoto Shitaka and Yamamoto.

There are two routes from Houde Middle School to Zhabei.

One is to cross the Sioux City River directly to the north.

The second is to go west through Jisi Feier and pass through Cao's house to cross the river and then detour. …

The first route between Kusumoto Shilong and Yamamoto Kaku is more suitable because the distance is short and it only takes one hour to reach the scheduled location.

Hase Ryosuke shook his head after hearing this, and put forward different opinions. He took out a map of Shanghai, pointed to the direction of Sucheng River and said seriously.

"I have roughly read that to transport all the items, at least 15 trucks are needed. Such a large-scale convoy is very conspicuous, and the national intelligence personnel are not blind.

Moreover, there are not many bridges on the Sioux City River. As long as the Chinese send people to guard us, it is easy to target us. Don't forget that this is the Republic of China, and they have no shortage of operatives.

If you want to hide it from the other party, you have to break it up and let the trucks go to Zhabei separately, but this will disperse the escorts and make it easier for the enemy to destroy.

Of course, if Dazuo Kusumoto didn't mind and allowed the garrison to protect him all the way, then there would be no problem, no matter how elite the agents were, they would not be able to start a frontal battle with the regular army. "

"Yoxi, that makes sense."

Yamamoto was thoughtful, if he was Chinese, he would not need to know what was installed in each vehicle, just attack one at random.

Because what is installed on the car is not a machine, but a raw material, no matter where there is a problem, it will take time to repair and repurchase.

In case the core components of the printing press are destroyed by the opponent, the resumption of money printing may be in the foreseeable future. The first route is indeed risky.

As for the protection of the garrison, this is not in their plan. If it is not for the purpose of keeping secrets and diverting attention, there is no need for them to set up the printing factory in the British and American sphere of influence. Hongkou has plenty of places.

Kusumoto Shilong also realized this, and couldn't help frowning, but the second route is equivalent to going around half of Shanghai. Will such a long distance be dangerous?

When he was in trouble, he suddenly saw Hase Ryosuke's confident appearance, and his heart moved, knowing that the other party probably already had a countermeasure, so he quickly asked to test.

"Mr. Zhang Gu, don't be a fool, just tell me if you have any good ideas."

Hearing this sentence, Hase Ryosuke smiled slightly, clicked on the map not far from the south of Caojiadu, and raised his head to look at the two of them.

"Since the road is easy to be attacked, why don't we change our thinking, there is a railway freight station here, and the Beijing-Shanghai Railway passes through the Caojiadu Railway Bridge to the north to the Zhabei area.

If my calculations are not wrong, the truck can be driven onto the flatbed train, and it will be driven away directly at the North Station. The loading and unloading work will be done by us, and no one will know what is inside.

More importantly, there are imperial troops stationed along the railway line. Even if the Chinese have the guts of a bear, they will not dare to do anything when they are surrounded by heavy troops. What do you two think? "

Rail transport?

Does it need to be so complicated.

Mitaka Kusumoto and Yamamoto fell into deep thought. The problems they encountered at present are that they are afraid of sabotage by the Chinese, and second, they are inconvenient to send troops to protect the secrecy.

The two are contradictory. If the army cannot be used on a large scale, the transportation cannot be guaranteed to be safe. Therefore, although Zhang Gu's method is troublesome, it can effectively prevent being attacked.

The Guofu was defeated again and again, even Jinling was lost, and there were only some stragglers left in the Shanghai area, and it was really difficult to pose a threat to the railway line.

At this moment, there were a few muffled explosions from outside the basement. …

A small group of foreign ministry agents who were dismantling the printing press rushed to the bunker, took control of the key positions, drew out their weapons and began to guard, while the others continued to be busy with their work without panicking at all.

The Japanese navy and army intelligence personnel who were originally in charge of protecting the factory took a moment to react, and dispersed in a mess, running around like headless chickens.

Kusumoto Shilong was so pissed off by his subordinate's poor performance, he shouted at a small spy: "Baga, go and see what happened, and the rest of you should take the time to dismantle it."

Yamamoto also hurriedly ordered his subordinates. They are professional soldiers, and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs is mostly from literati backgrounds. Nothing compares to this, what a shame!
Amidst the scolding, the little spy who went out to inquire about the news came back and reported a bad news.

"Your Excellency Da Zuo, there was an explosion on the highway leading to Hongkou and Zhabei from the International Concession, and the specific information is unknown."

"Nani?"

Yamamoto was shocked when he heard the words, and Hase-kun really hit the spot. This must be the Chinese attacking the roads, trying to make their transfer work more difficult.

Faced with this situation, Mitaka Kusumoto, who was still a little undecided before, no longer hesitated, turned around and said to Ryosuke Hase seriously.

"Hase-kun, then follow the second route to retreat. I think you must have made corresponding arrangements at the freight station. I will leave everything to you. Yamamoto-kun and I will obey your orders."

"Hai, don't worry, Your Excellency."

Hase Ryosuke touched his heels, lowered his head abruptly and then raised his head, and replied solemnly: "My people have dispersed the staff of the cargo terminal and established multiple monitoring points within a radius of one kilometer.

The place is sparsely populated, and as long as the Chinese dare to show up, they will definitely be discovered. With the strength of our three parties, we may be able to teach each other a profound lesson. Please don't worry about the train.

Although due to the war, the Beijing-Shanghai Railway has not yet been fully opened, but I have arranged for a freight train to be fueled and boosted through internal relations, and I can leave for Zhabei at any time. "

It really is Hase with great powers, Kusumoto Shilong sighed secretly.

After the Battle of Songhu, the Logistics Department of the Shanghai Expeditionary Army implemented military control over the railways in Shanghai in order to transport supplies to the front line.

These officials and gentlemen who are in charge of the lifeline of the logistics are not easy to talk to. The other party can get through the joints here. No wonder General Doihara told him to pay attention to this person before he left.

While talking, the heavy printing machine was disassembled and loaded onto the car. The three of Changgu walked out of the basement with mutual humility, and came to two cars and a long-distance truck.

"Yamamoto-kun, Kusumoto Daizuo and I took the first car, and the seats are limited, so we can only take the second car for you. I will send the most capable men to protect your safety."

Standing in the yard, Hase Ryosuke pointed to a tall, flesh-faced spy from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and apologized to Yamamoto.

Yamamoto didn't care, and followed the other person's gestures, his eyes suddenly lit up, he looked like a burly and strong man, but he was a little ugly.

Immediately nodded with a smile, slowly sat in the back row of the second car, leaned comfortably on the seat and closed his eyes.

They have been nervous for so many days, for fear that the printing factory will be discovered, but now that the Chinese know about it, they are relieved.

With the assistance of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, it may be possible to obtain the advanced papermaking technology of European and American ghosts and animals faster. Thinking about it this way, the tripartite cooperation is indeed a good thing.

On the other side, Ryosuke Hase personally opened the car door for Mitaka Kusumoto, and the two got into the car one after the other. Ryosuke Hase immediately waved his right hand to give the order.

"出発する(on the road/departure)!"

"Hay."

The driver in the driving seat lowered his head and replied with a standard Kanto accent.