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Although Doihara did not participate in the command, his eyes did not move away from the battlefield.

Then, his mood started to go on a roller coaster ride.

When attacking the concession, Doi Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the imperial army was still the invincible imperial army. Even if Zhang Shihao racked his brains, on the battlefield where the two armies were fighting, no matter how many conspiracies and tricks there were, the outcome would ultimately be decided by absolute strength!

An imperial infantry battalion, plus a fanatical expatriate guard, was enough to defeat the mob that Zhang Shihao had worked so hard to gather!
Unfortunately, this good mood just reached its peak, and then began to experience ups and downs.

At the Datong Company dock, the armed forces of the Military Control Commission appeared.

At first, Dobi thought that this was an attempt to get the Empire to send troops to the rescue in order to relieve the pressure on the front line, but he did not think that a small force could succeed under the nose of the Global Trade Armed Forces.

But then he was stunned. Half of the armed forces of global trade had actually defected!
After listening to the staff officer's report, Doiyuan had only one thought:
Zhang Shihao, are you addicted to using other people's hands to support your own soldiers? ! !

Even though Fatty was cunning and sly, he never doubted the true position of global trade at this time. Although he was gritting his teeth with anger, he rationally thought that this was in line with Zhang Shihao's usual style.

Fortunately, the reinforcements sent by the Security Command arrived at the Datong Company's dock and cooperated with the armed forces of Global Trade to defeat the Military Control Commission and the "rebels", which made Tu Feiyuan feel happy again...

Then, he fell directly into the abyss by rappelling.

Blasted!

The Chase & Co. wharf was bombed after the Japanese soldiers took over the core defense. The mushroom cloud was clearly visible from nearly ten kilometers away.

Fatty was so shocked by this scene that he couldn't speak for a long time.

The loss of hundreds of Japanese soldiers was not unfamiliar to Feiyuan, after all, he had been a division commander.

But he thought of another possibility:
Zhang Shihao was planning and calculating from the beginning to the end, whether it was the two attacks on the Security Command Headquarters or the two attacks on the Army Hotel, or now the backhand bombing of the Chase Company wharf, all proved that he had been planning and calculating and it was not out of his control.

So, can this attack really take over the concession?
A strong sense of doubt arose in Doiyuan's heart.

As the saying goes, good things don't work, but bad things do. Soon, news came:

The attack failed, the enemy launched a counterattack, all the occupied areas were lost, and more than half of the infantry battalions participating in the battle were killed.

Lost again!
Doiyuan resisted the urge to go to the garrison headquarters to reprimand and patiently asked for details.

After learning that it was the appearance of the US military at the critical moment that changed the situation, Tu Feiyuan's heart sank again.

There are not only American troops but also British troops in the concession!

The American troops consisted of only a few hundred men, while the British troops numbered about two thousand.

The US military can join the war, but what about the British army?

Feiyuan had no doubt that he could take the concession. Even if this attack failed, even if the two battalions in Shanghai became one battalion, he was still sure that Zhang Shihao would not stay in the concession for long.

Even if Zhang Shihao holds on for a long time, he will die when the follow-up large group of troops arrives.

But the key to the problem is that he wants to take over a concession that can make profits. The base camp hopes to obtain a large amount of money and property from the banks in the concession to replenish its blood, and hopes to seize the factories in the concession to strengthen the economy, rather than taking over a ruin.

But at present Zhang Shihao is rapidly destroying the concession, and the rumbling sound coming from time to time is proof of this!

"He hopes to buy more time!"

"And time is what we need most..."

Doiyuan pondered this almost unsolvable situation, and when a thought came to his mind, his eyes gradually became sinister.

Imperial Army!
After the idea gradually perfected and turned into a plan, Feiyuan picked up the phone and dialed.

……

"Dear Zhang, you shouldn't stop attacking! Don't you Chinese have a saying about making a concerted effort?"

The victorious Lieutenant Colonel Zoker looked at Zhang Anping with dissatisfaction: "The Japanese devils have been defeated by us. Now we should chase them and kill them all to Hongkou, and kill them all in one fell swoop!"

Zhang Anping looked at the American commander speechlessly. After a pause, he pointed at the white soldier lying dead and proud after his great victory:

"Zok, you may have overestimated your men."

"You also overestimate my men."

"Do you think they can maintain their high fighting spirit if they encounter a desperate resistance from the Japanese?"

Zoker may have agreed with Zhang Anping's words in his heart, but he still said stubbornly: "Yes! The Japanese devils have no martial ethics. They are extremely shameless to fight first and then declare war. My boys are filled with anger towards them. You must believe in the power of hatred!"

Zhang Anping said in a deep voice: "Lieutenant Colonel, when it comes to hatred for the Japanese, our people are definitely not inferior to you!"

"However, every decision in war must take into account the actual situation! I hope that during this period of time, there will be no conflicts between you and me due to differences in command. I hope you understand the importance of unified command!"

"Otherwise, either you take your people away, or..."

Zhang Anping said word by word: "Let my people disarm you!"

"Zhang, we are comrades, yes, comrade, you can't do this--"

Zhang Anping looked calmly at Zoker who was a little anxious - because of the overwhelming force just now, the white man was obviously inflated, so he deliberately hit him.

To be honest, Zhang Anping didn't think the American soldiers' performance was that outstanding. Of course, this was also because it was their first time on the battlefield.

And the reason they were able to achieve such outstanding results was essentially because their soldiers had been fighting fiercely with the Japanese for three hours. The Japanese side also used the motley overseas Chinese guards as the main attacking force. The three hours of fierce fighting made them tired, which was why they were able to gain unstoppable momentum once the American soldiers joined.

But if you really treat the Japanese devils as softies, then prepare to receive a beating!
"Okay, I understand what you mean." Zok knew the reason why Zhang Anping knocked, and promised: "My soldiers will definitely obey your command, I promise!"

"This is for the best. They are tired and can rest for a while - you may not be able to rest, Zorke."

"I'm full of energy now. I can kill three Japanese devils with one punch!" Zok became interested instantly.

Zhang Anping smiled and said, "I will organize the migration from tonight. Mr. Zoke, as the commander of the American troops in the concession, you need to communicate with your compatriots. Of course, we adopt the principle of voluntariness. If you decide to stay and wait for the Japanese to deal with you, we will be happy to satisfy you."

Zuko looked at Zhang Anping in surprise, and switched his Chinese to English: "Migrate? Oh my God, do you mean to escort them to the Kuomintang-controlled area?"

"Of course it's impossible."

"The concession will no longer be a peaceful place. There will be war. I can send out a few troops to protect them as they cross the Huangpu River to Pudong. Once they get there, it will all depend on them what to do next."

Zoke was silent.

He knew that what Zhang Anping said was the truth. The power in Zhang Anping's hands was not enough to protect the more than one million people in the concession. Allowing them to go to Pudong and giving them a way out was the most he could do.

"Okay, I'll show up."

Zoke agreed.

After watching Zok leave, a strange smile appeared on Zhang Anping's lips.

The reason why he did this was, firstly, to prevent these foreigners who had been domineering in China from entering the enemy concentration camps, and secondly, to "make a fortune"!
That’s right, he wants to take advantage of the situation!

There is a sentence in the future:

Earn money in India and spend it in India, and take some home.

Although this shows that Indians are losing their international credibility, Zhang Anping thinks this is a good idea.

The Japanese have now launched a surprise attack on Pearl Harbor in the United States. China and the United States are destined to become allies. As allies, the American people have an obligation to keep the money they earn at this time, right?
He, Zhang Shihao, would not risk the world's condemnation by doing anything that would damage his image, but...business matters had nothing to do with him, Zhang Shihao.

……

At this time, people in the concession were in panic.

The Chinese were easier to deal with. Most of them had experienced the brutal Battle of Shanghai several years ago and had learned the shamelessness and brutality of the Japanese. Now that the fighting had begun and the concessions were doomed to fall, they might as well leave if they could, whether to the Kuomintang-controlled areas or to the countryside to live with relatives. They could not stay in Shanghai.

But foreigners were confused.

What about swollen?
The fighting has started and the concession is about to fall. What should we do?
Some foreigners thought that the Japanese would not do anything to them, the white people, but more foreigners saw through the Japanese's brutal nature through propaganda, and knew that if they stayed until the Japanese occupied the concession, they would not end up well.

But the US-Japan War broke out, and the Japanese navy in Shanghai was mobilized in full force. The shipping lines were inevitably blocked. Where could they go?

Ordinary foreigners are very worried about this.

On the contrary, some lonely people thought that joining the army was a way out at this time, so they asked if they could join their own country's army. The British army had become prisoners, so it was naturally impossible to recruit soldiers, but the American army had just fought a battle, and at this time they found that there were countless "adventurers" who wanted to join the army, so they immediately started conscription on the spot.

No matter whether it is against the rules or not, I am being used as a prey by others, who cares about the rules?
These are not just the worries or choices of ordinary people. Foreigners who are truly powerful and influential are also facing similar choices at this time.

Or their situation is even worse!
Because their family business is gone!
Those involved in banking business were the first to be "taken care of" by the Military Control Commission. All their cash, gold, etc. were confiscated by the Military Control Commission. Even if they protested, complained to Chongqing or their own country, it was useless.
Those involved in industry were also crying loudly because the Military Control Commission had blown up their factories and laid off their workers.

The capitalists who dare to sell the rope to hang themselves for profit can only cry loudly when faced with such a situation.

In troubled times, guns are too powerful, so powerful that they are just like the Jews who crossed the sea to the East next door, and they have no power to fight back.

After crying, they eventually have to face the same choices as ordinary foreigners:

What should I do?
In the past, the Japanese were unwilling to offend the Americans and maintained the protection of their concession interests, which indirectly preserved their privileges as the superiors.

But now the concession is about to be destroyed, and they know that the Japanese will no longer allow them to continue to be the superiors. Once they fall into the hands of the Japanese, their property will not be protected - the Military Control Commission is only clearing out the banks and destroying the factories, but if the Japanese catch them, they will surely squeeze every last penny out of them!
They see this more clearly than ordinary people.

So, what to do?
At this time, the respectable Mr. Zock appeared. Mr. Zock, who took off his military uniform, was a true gentleman. He was as compassionate as a knight. He told these foreigners who were confused and afraid of the future:
Cross the Huangpu River to Pudong and find a new way out!
Although this route was far from meeting their requirements, the foreigners who had witnessed the horrors of the Battle of Shanghai knew that staying in the concession would be a dead end. So they obeyed the arrangements of the Military Control Commission and began to evacuate on a large scale.

Starting from 12 p.m. on December 8, dense crowds of people flocked to the Huangpu River and moved to the other side using bridges, boats and other tools.

After crossing the Huangpu River, they seemed to have left the hell shrouded by war, but they were still confused about the future.

Where can I go?
Where to?
At this time, the "scalper" appeared!

This group of "scalpers", who were also white people, started selling boat tickets to people coming out of the concession.

"USA!"

"Macao!"

"Chongqing!"

"Nationalist-controlled area!"

The scalpers gave four destinations, and although the fourth destination was very general, it did not affect the sky-high prices offered by the scalpers.

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It was a truly astronomical price. Even if an ordinary person spent all his savings, it would not be enough to buy a boat ticket to the Kuomintang-controlled areas, let alone Chongqing, Macau and the United States.

The cost of a ship ticket to the United States was like having your flesh cut off and your marrow sucked out, even for a foreign family that had been rooted in the concession for many years.

But do they have any other choice at this time?
A piece of fluff of the times, a mountain on the individual!

They looked at the concession from afar, watched the "wisps" of black smoke rising, and finally chose to compromise.

Spend all your belongings to buy a boat ticket to the safe zone.

So, what should ordinary people do?
A message spread among the crowd:

"Go to Fengxian! Go to Jinshan! Go to Hangzhou!"

People always follow the crowd. When the news spread, the migrating crowd had a goal and direction and began to migrate along this route.

……

October 12, 8pm.

Joint Command.

Xu Tianhui reported:
"District Commander, the flow of people migrating shows no signs of slowing down. At this rate, it will take at least... three days."

The migration seemed spontaneous, but in fact it was the Military Control Commission that was "encouraging" it from behind.

"Three days?"

Zhang Anping frowned. Three days would be too long!

The most critical node was the Yangcheng Lake blocking position. Although Xu Baichuan reported that the blocking position was as solid as a rock, the situation was not as easy as Xu Baichuan said. According to reliable information, when it got dark today, the Japanese launched several attacks that almost broke through the position. At the critical moment, Xu Baichuan personally went to the battlefield and only then did he withstand the crazy offensive of the Japanese.

If this continues, I may not be able to finish the whole day tomorrow.

In fact, the 24-hour time limit had already been reached, but Xu Baichuan still did not withdraw and promised to give Zhang Anping as much as possible another 24 hours.

Zhang Anping had hoped that Li Xingyu's troops could work together with Sunan Zhong's rescue army to eliminate the two Japanese battalions, thus freeing up their hands to support Yangcheng Lake. However, the ambush prepared by Li Xingyu's troops failed - the Japanese gave up the pursuit before entering the ambush circle, resulting in the cancellation of the ambush plan.

The mission of Li Xingyu's troops also changed from ambush to delaying the Japanese - there was not much difference in the number of people on both sides, but the two battalions of Japanese surpassed Li Xingyu's troops in heavy firepower. After the ambush failed, the delaying battle was also very fierce.

"It will take at least three days. The actual time may be longer than three days. It is best to calculate it as five days."

"Five days!"

Faced with this number, Zhang Anping couldn't help but look bitter.

There are too many people!
Xu Tian looked at Zhang Anping quietly. He didn't understand why Zhang Anping wanted to instigate the migration of the concession population.

Many people had opposed this before, and they proposed to set up the part of the concession from Suzhou River south to the French Concession as a refugee area to accommodate the people in the concession.

While Zhang Anping agreed to this proposal, he insisted on carrying out propaganda work to encourage the population of the concession to migrate - if it were not for this reason, they could have evacuated tomorrow after the large-scale destruction.

But now, they can't retreat at all. Once they retreat, they will merge with the migrating people. Given the brutality of the Japanese, these people will definitely not let them be afraid, but will instead arouse their brutality! !
In other words, they now have to buy time for the large-scale migration of people. They can only move them away from the war. Otherwise, if they move in the same direction as these people, the Japanese will only cause countless killings.

"I will find a way to hold on. The migration must continue!"

Zhang Anping regained his unbreakable state and said in a deep voice: "We just need cooperation in this matter!"

The implication is obvious:

I don't need any objections!

Xu Tian nodded.

After he left, Zhang Anping was busy for a while until the staff officer brought him a secret telegram without translation.

The secret message was sent by Jiang Sian.

Zhang Anping quickly translated the contents of the secret message in his mind:

The pseudo 9th Division, including the company commander and all officers above the rank of officer, were detained by the Japanese. Currently, the pseudo th Division has entered the urban area of ​​SH.

Zhang Anping immediately realized the Japanese plan.

The Ninth Division was the only puppet army in the suburbs of Shanghai. In the past, there were quite a few puppet troops stationed in Shanghai, but after the Fifth Division’s uprising, the Japanese were really scared and simply left only one division, and all the other puppet troops were driven away.

After this uprising, the Japanese did not dare to use the 9th Division even though the situation was difficult.

It was obvious that they were afraid that the Ninth Division would show its fangs at the critical moment.

In fact, Zhang Anping did not have much infiltration into the puppet army. After all, after the Fifth Division revolted, the Japanese increased their supervision over the puppet army. At this time, the gains from inciting rebellion would be less than the costs.

The Japanese, who had never dared to use puppet troops, this time imprisoned all officers above the company level to pull the 9th Division over - in this way, the combat effectiveness of the puppet 9th Division would definitely be gone, but if it was used as cannon fodder, it would definitely be more than enough.

"Is this... a strategy to tire the enemy out?"

Zhang Anping frowned again. He thought that the Japanese wanted the Ninth Division to keep fighting. Once an opportunity arose, the Japanese army, which had been well-rested, would be dispatched.

"It's a bit... troublesome."

Zhang Anping sighed.

It seemed like trouble followed trouble. Just as he finished sighing, Zoker rushed into the command center angrily.

"Zhang, you betrayed my trust in you!"

"You used me!"

Zoker was previously assigned by Zhang Anping to persuade foreigners to migrate.

At that time, Zok thought it was a good intention, but it was not until half an hour ago that he found someone selling various high-priced boat tickets in Pudong, and then he realized Zhang Anping's purpose.

Zhang Anping sighed silently, thinking that intrigue was the most annoying thing.

Then he said in a calm tone: "Lieutenant Colonel Zock, you are slandering me."

"Slander? You know whether it is slander or not!" Zok said angrily: "I thought you were a knight, but I didn't expect you were not one at all!"

"Lieutenant Colonel, what do you think I am?"

The anger on Zuo Ke's face suddenly disappeared, and then he said seriously: "Zhang, I think you are the same as me."

Zhang Anping thought to himself: I take back what I said just now, there is no need for intrigue, I like people like you.

"Well, we are the same people."

Zhang Anping nodded slightly and quickly entered the role of a business negotiation expert.

Zok’s appeal is simple: You use me to encourage the migration of overseas Chinese. I can accept the use, but I need benefits! !

He also quoted a price: he needed tickets - not tickets, but the rights to sell them.

The two men had a veiled conversation, and in the end Zhang Anping only gave a rough range. He used the excuse that he was just a partner and let Global Trade negotiate the specific matters.

Zok didn't expect to get what he wanted so easily. He ended the negotiation with a sentence "You are my best friend" and left the joint command center happily.

Looking at the other person's back, Zhang Anping thought:
This is just like organizing migration, which is another good "investment".

The reason why he insisted on organizing the migration was actually to transfer talents away from the concession. In this migration, a large number of talents of all kinds were arranged, including various talents among foreigners.

The so-called migration and the so-called sky-high ticket prices are real benefits on the one hand, but the core purpose is only one:
Transfer some important talents away!

Using migration as a cover! (End of this chapter)