The spy career of a surgeon

Chapter 274 No rush

There is definitely no way for his subordinates to answer this kind of question.

Doi Yuan did not place any hope on them either.

After the plan failed and the anger passed, the problem still had to be solved.

The intensity of the Chinese counterattack was a little too strong.

The stress reaction was beyond his imagination.

The use of force to search the city actually forced Chongqing and the Red Party troops who were hiding and only dared to fight guerrillas to take the initiative to come forward and fight to the death.

It will be difficult for tonight's cutting plan to succeed.

"The head of the agency called the military camp outside the city. He said that the Chinese army was counterattacking violently and asked us when we would return our manpower."

"Let them solve it on their own. It's not impossible to defeat them."

"It might take some time."

"Can the people from the Qinggang carry cannons? Are you deaf to the sound of cannons outside the city as a reporter from various countries?" Hase Incheon's face was ashen, and Doi Yuan has not told him the whole truth until now.

Tu Feiyuan shook his head and smiled dumbly: "This is really not a wave of people. I am going to seal the city to arrest the Qing Gang people. However, judging from the current situation, this action may have caused a misunderstanding between Chongqing agents and Red Party members, thinking that I was arresting people." Catch them, so they are anxious.”

"That's right. When will this operation end? When will the Qing Gang people be arrested? Can the problem be solved before dawn tomorrow?"

This is not war time! "

And once the people outside are eliminated, and then go back to deal with the dirty guys in the city, another wave of backhand will wipe them out.

Shanghai's economic chaos has emerged. If you don't complain now, you will have to take the blame later.

Hase Incheon was particularly angry, "Even if you arrest the Chongqing agents, you should look for them from other angles, instead of having to find the most disturbing method that has the greatest impact on Shanghai's economy to solve the problem!"

After the two broke up on bad terms, the first thing Hase Incheon did was send a telegram to complain to his headquarters.

Doi Yuan was unmoved: "Mr. Hase, there are too many rats!
When you hear the sound of this cannon, you should know how many such rats are hidden in the tunnels of Shanghai. Removing a group will only play a better role in the economic stability of Shanghai in the future.

He didn't care about the secret service, but closing the city would literally cost the Ministry of Foreign Affairs his life.

"how long?"

"Chief of the agency, Mr. Hase is here to visit." The subordinate moved the door to report.

"Hi."

"That's the Red Party! That's the Chongqing elements! Can't you just leave them alone? Agents are just rats. For a group of rats, you turned the whole Shanghai upside down, which is not good for us!"
You can fight outside as much as you like, but there can be no chaos in the city. This is the bottom line! "

"What? Are you planning to close the city for three or four days?" Hase Incheon's eyes widened in surprise.

"What else? Did I say the operation is over?"

Hase Incheon immediately followed the next sentence and said resolutely: "Lockdown is absolutely not an option!
What should you do if you block the circulation of materials in the city? What about trade transportation? What should I do if people from different countries come in and out? Does Shanghai’s economy still exist?

Hase Incheon really didn't like Tufeiyuan. He had a high military rank and was the head of the secret service. He couldn't train him, but Tufeiyuan had a tight mouth. It was too uncomfortable to work with him as a cooperative person.

The price is temporary, the victory is permanent, I hope you understand. "

You know what the heck!

But as several days passed, the situation did not change.

It would be even better if we could work together to get the French to hand over Zhang Xiaolin. "

The more this happened, the more Doi Yuan felt it was necessary to continue the whole matter.

Doi Yuan found it very interesting that these two things were actually linked in a clever angle.

Opportunities are fleeting.

The Ministry of Foreign Affairs responded locally and will definitely raise its dissatisfaction at the cabinet meeting and urge the matter to be corrected.

Mr. Hase used this reason to tell the consulates of various countries that all mistakes were made by the Youth Gang.

If the Prime Minister was still Konoe before, then the Cabinet would at least have a scolding session with the Military Ministry.

"Won't you pay it back?"

Hase Incheon had an angry expression on his face when he entered the door, "Does the military department no longer need to notify the Ministry of Foreign Affairs about anything it does? Then you can ask the military department to propose to the cabinet that the Shanghai Consulate be withdrawn."

Although tonight's action was not perfect, it was not without rewards.

"Well, it's hard to say right now. It will take three or four days."

"Doi Maru-kun, our consulate's phone number is almost overwhelmed with calls from reporters and consulates from various countries. Shanghai is in a state of chaos. Why doesn't anyone tell me what happened?"

Do you want me to explain to the consulates of various countries that our Empire of Japan did not hesitate to seal off the largest city in the Far East for a few Youth Gang members?

As long as he suppresses the people in the city, and then takes the opportunity to clear out the Chinese army outside the city, they have wanted to destroy the Chinese army for a long time. However, the Chinese army only fights guerrillas and does not engage in frontal combat, so there has never been a chance for total annihilation.

But now, isn't this fighter plane coming out?

Doi Yuan smiled calmly: "The Chinese are very dissatisfied with our drug plan and organized a counterattack. It's not a big deal. Just hit them and it will hurt.

"Listen." Doiyuan pointed to his ear, where the sound of shelling outside the city could be heard, "Does Mr. Hase think this is not war time?"

"please come in."

Since the army outside the city is nervous about the people inside, it can change its thinking and become a bait.

But now even the Prime Minister is on the side of the Military Ministry, even Mitsui's people, and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs is in the cabinet, so there is no way he can be the opponent of the Prime Minister and the Prime Minister.

In the military department, Madoka Doi, a member of the Mitsubishi faction, has transferred some interests to Masaki Kagesa of the Mitsui faction and promised to help him become a major general.

The Mitsui-Mitsubishi faction has long been in agreement.

Well, although the Shanghai Military Police Headquarters raised some doubts about Tufeiyuan's actions, it felt that the peaceful situation had been destroyed.

But this proposal made no waves at the General Staff Headquarters.

A routine inquiry was made to Dofeiyuan, who replied that the purpose of this move was to eliminate Chongqing agents and Chinese troops lingering in the suburbs of Shanghai.

The opportunity comes once in a lifetime.

The staff also felt that it made sense and took this opportunity to eliminate the Chinese army. There was no problem with Dofeiyuan's plan at all.

What a brilliant idea.

As for the economy, that's not what the staff should care about. That's a matter for politicians.

Time passes day by day.

The staff were in no hurry.

Don't be in a hurry if you are fat and round.

On the other side, Zhou Qinghe and Konoe were not in a hurry.

Things are fermenting, there is no need to rush now.

There is no need to do anything extra, just wait.

Live because of money, die because of money. If the money problem cannot be solved, then conflicts will definitely break out. What they are waiting for is a signal of change caused by money.

In Shanghai, the fighting continued, and Tu Feiyuan asked people to lead the army to clear the countryside.

The Red Party is not in a hurry. If the Japanese army comes to pursue them, they will convert the people on the spot. They are farmers anyway, so don’t think they will act different.

The Loyalty and National Salvation Army is not in a hurry. If they are chased in the suburbs, they will go to Zhejiang. If Zhejiang still chases them, they will run to Jiangsu. If Jiangsu still chases them, alas, I am back in Shanghai again. Anyway, I am wandering around here. Don’t force me. Force me to go to Shandong.

Once they left, it must have had a certain impact on the agents and Youth Gang personnel in the city, as external support was gone.

But it doesn't matter, the hardest part was actually the first night when I was chased.

We were not prepared that day, so we were caught off guard. Now that everyone is prepared, there is a tacit understanding.

Regardless of how the Japanese divide it, it's okay for everyone to cause destruction in the area where they live, right?
Unless the Japanese kill all the Chinese, the plan to divide and search for saboteurs is destined to be a waste of water.

With Zhang Liang's plan at the top and the bridge ladder at the bottom, the chaos in Shanghai began to intensify. If the investigation was stricter, he would shrink back and be honest, and if the investigation was loose, he would go all out to destroy things.

At first, the Japanese military police were able to muster the energy to strictly check the people passing by, but over time, who could bear to do this every day?

And from time to time, there would be cold shots and explosions in the middle of the night. It was really uncomfortable to be mentally devastated.

The Japanese military police are no longer in a hurry. They are lazy and lazy, and they investigate when they need to. They only have a few yuan salary and are so tired every day. Who can bear it?

The criticism in Shanghai is getting bigger and bigger, the economy is in decline, the city government is dissatisfied, the people living in the concession are dissatisfied, and the people in the concession are dissatisfied, and there are serious protests.

But all this was under the strong pressure of Tufeiyuan, and no changes were made.

Tu Feiyuan made a plan to eradicate the Shanghai agents and would not let go until he saw the results.

Now that the army, military police, and intelligence agencies are all in the hands of Tu Feiyuan, it is impossible for Shanghai to have different opinions.

The accident occurred in Japan.

A wave of people started to get anxious.

At Yasuda Manor, Konoe came in laughing and asked Zhou Qinghe and Yasuda Kenichi to chat.

"I received news that there was a big quarrel in the cabinet."

"What's the noise about?" Kenichi Yasuda asked as he served tea.

"Military expenses!" Konoe Fumima laughed loudly:
"The people from the Ministry of War wanted 60 billion in military spending, and the traitor cooperated. The two of them put pressure on the people from the Ministry of Finance, and the Tibetan Prime Minister quit.

He said that if we need 60 billion now, we can only raise taxes, and the tax increase will be to an extremely high value. The country will definitely not be able to bear it. I don’t know how many people will starve to death. He can’t do this. He will never do it. He will pay for the military to ruin his reputation. If he is forced to do it, he will resign. "

"Hahaha, we are here after all." Yasuda Kenichi looked at Zhou Qinghe with a smile, and then looked back at Konoe Fumima: "Then what? What did the military say?" "The military said that military expenses must be raised, now is the key At this time, if there is no military spending, Japan will be seen to be inherently empty, and it is likely to lose everything."

"There is some truth in this." Yasuda Ken nodded, but frowned and said: "But these 60 billion are not easy to collect. It is very difficult to get 38 billion for the Wuhan strategy. You can only do it with your strong appeal. Where can you go with 60 billion?" take?"

"He will definitely not be able to get it!" Konoe said categorically. If he could come up with a way to get 60 billion, he still needed to use his reputation to beg for the 38 billion last time from the whole country?

"I bet he won't even get 40 billion!"

Konoe does know the treasury very well. The cabinet met again in the afternoon. The Ministry of Finance promised 40 billion, and made it clear at the meeting that the military must reduce its budget, and it will only be more difficult next year.

In the evening, the new policy was announced.

Japan raised taxes on its own territory, and the country supported foreign wars.

As soon as the news came out, the abuse was enough to kill all the eighteen generations of the new prime minister's ancestors.

You can’t even afford oil anymore, why are you adding taxes?
In the manor, the three of them looked at the content of the new policy. Although they increased taxes, they were actually very restrained. For example, they were not allowed to make new kimonos to avoid the waste of fabrics, such as rice quotas, not allowed to eat rice with every meal, etc.

At least I still have a mouthful of food left to eat, and my life is a little more difficult, but I won't starve to death on a large scale.

If it were really 60 billion, the domestic crime rate would definitely soar.

The cold air spread to the military headquarters, and the soldiers' tempers broke out.

60 billion was reduced to 40 billion. Of the original 60 billion, perhaps 20 billion was for military equipment, one billion was for basic salary, and billion was for people to chew on horses.

Now that it has been reduced to 40 billion, the salary will definitely not be moved, which means that only 30 billion will be left to spend on military equipment and human resources.

Cutting equipment or cutting expenses? If the equipment is not cut, the amount of daily expenses will only be one billion.

Only one billion.

A full three-quarters are missing!

Everyone has to compete for the interests of their own departments, and everyone has to compete for the interests of their good brothers' troops.

The days when everyone worked together to be greedy for money are gone, and the remaining days are a life-and-death struggle.

That night, messages were sent to various garrison headquarters outside.

The headquarters that got the news first immediately began to cry for poverty and must get this year's budget first.

The one who cried first had to eat meat, and the one who cried later didn't even get to drink the soup.

The next day, Zhou Qinghe went to work at the General Staff Headquarters and immediately felt the change in the office atmosphere.

As soon as they have less money, many people's moods change and they become a lot more irritable. They open and close their mouths to scold their mothers.

Of course, it is still a curse on politicians and cabinets. They work hard to fight the war, but as a result they have cuts in funding and have sons with no butts, which is roughly the case.

In the morning, Shiro Watanabe, the head of the Chinese section, went to a meeting. At ten o'clock, he called all the middle and senior management to the conference room.

"The latest order, starting from today, is to reduce the budget of all departments, and each department's funding is only allowed to report up to half of last year's funding."

"Wow, how do you want the people below to do this?"

"Yes, what should I tell the people in Nanjing? Tell them that all their funds have been cut in half? The currency has been depreciating, and now wages have been cut. They can't afford to eat, so how can they check the information?"

"Yes, section chief, without funds, it will be more difficult for us to bribe anyone. You tell the superiors and ask other departments to do more. How can our intelligence department do it? One missing piece of information may be A battle involving tens of thousands of people.”

"Okay, I'm informing you, not discussing with you!"

Shiro Watanabe glanced coldly: "I'm not happy either, but I can't help it, this is already the result of coordination.

The military department has asked the logistics unit to turn the canned beef distributed to the front line into canned beef offal from today. Food has been reduced. What else do you want? "

Oh, the cans have been replaced. The middle and high-level people stopped shouting when they heard this. This is something sent directly to the frontline soldiers. What the soldiers care about most is salary and food, which is closely related to them.

Now that the food has dropped, the blow to morale is not as severe as usual.

If the military department had any choice, it would never come to this point.

"And I can tell you that the higher-ups have already taken care of us as the intelligence department and only cut half of them. For example, the garrison in the areas that have been defeated in various places will not be cut by half, but by 70 or even 80 percent. ”

"Eighty?!" Everyone who heard it was shocked.

Does this still allow people to live?
Although it is funds, not salary, the salary is a fixed yen, which is actually depreciating. A big soldier is 8 yen a month. What can this buy?
It all depends on subsidies!

For example, visible allowances, extra meals, cigarettes, etc.

"There is no way." Shiro Watanabe shook his head and frowned: "The area without war will be reduced to 20%. The reduced part will subsidize the front-line troops. Maybe it can barely maintain the original 65%. You said that if we don't arrange it this way, How do frontline troops maintain combat effectiveness?
If you take 50% of everything, can you still afford canned beef offal?
It would be great to eat canned beef blood! "

Everyone was dumbfounded, that was indeed what he said.

"But 30 or 20 percent is too miserable." Someone smiled bitterly, "What should I tell them?"

Shiro Watanabe snorted coldly, "The salary has not been cut, but the subsidies, food, and military uniforms have been cut. I can barely live a basic life. What's there to say? It's the same at the headquarters. Just implement it."

There are also beef offal to eat, which is good. This is much better than Zhou Qinghe imagined.

However, the headquarters does not think it is a problem, but it is usually a problem down below.

It’s hard to say what it will become after these layers of manipulation.

After the meeting, he asked his subordinates to send reports to the areas he was responsible for, and cut funds as he pleased, since they were not his people anyway.

Zhou Qinghe immediately wanted to send a report to the Shanghai Military Police Headquarters, and he wanted to increase the pressure.

Once a trend is formed, no one can change it.

There was only one thing he needed, to go with the flow.

Shanghai Military Police Headquarters.

The people from the telegraph department took the telegram folder and sent it to the office of the military police commander.

The person who delivered the message did not look good, because this telegram was closely related to them, the salary remained unchanged, and all additional expenses were cut by 80% of the budget. This was a rhythm that would starve people to death.

Miura Jiro took the message and read it, smiling slightly. The good days of Tufei Yuan were coming to an end.

It is very comfortable to command the troops outside the city these days, with the big car driving and the gasoline burning.

Now, with one cut, the funding will be cut by 80%. Forget about the gasoline. It will be good if we can have enough food.

The military police headquarters is similar. It has no money. As the captain of the military police, Tojo Akio has so many people under his command. What should he do?
From today on, large numbers of people mean trouble.

After reading the telegram, Miura Jiro looked at the sad faces of his men and asked calmly: "What's wrong? Are you unwilling to spend the hard time with the military?"

The subordinate smiled bitterly, "I don't dare, but do you really want to cut so many? There aren't many in the first place."

The cost of living in the concession is so expensive, especially in the core area of ​​Hongkou. Prices are simply ridiculous. After the funding is cut, even the poorest izakayas can no longer afford to go there.

"Stop whining and do it."

Miura Jiro didn't say much to him and immediately cooperated with Fujita Kazuki's actions.

The message didn't specify how to do it, but it couldn't be easier than doing it to cause the most pain to the people below.

The four words “food, clothing, housing and transportation” explain everything.

I called the person in charge of the canteen and said bluntly: "From today on, the food budget will be reduced to 30% of the original price, yes, you heard it right, 30%.

How to solve it is your business, what I want is to eat! As long as you can eat enough! "

Miura Jiro hung up the phone and called his secretary to notify all department heads to hold a meeting.

Instructions from headquarters are conveyed at the meeting.

Eighty percent of the machete cuts were seen, and the head of the department became pale.

It's too cruel.

"Sir, please talk to the headquarters about this matter. We can't reach 20% all at once. Why does this need to be transitioned? Give it two years and we can lower it, okay?"

"Yes, this is too much. It would be good to drop it to 70% this year."

Tojo Akio even widened his eyes: "Twenty percent? Cutting off 80% of the military police's funding. This is impossible! I can't survive at all. I have to pay a little for the current funding. ”

"Since you have money, then you can keep posting!"

Miura Jiro glanced at him, and then looked at everyone: "It's the same across the country, and the headquarters is also decreasing. The good days have passed, so get used to it.

Let me remind you that from now on, the direction of the entire military police headquarters will change. Even if you add a drop of gasoline, you must strictly declare it before you can be reimbursed.

Anyone who dares to spend money recklessly will never be spared if I find out!

In the finance class, take care of the reimbursement department. "

"Hi."

After the meeting, everyone went out with sad faces, chattering and discussing how to live their lives.

They are classroom leaders, so at least their own lives are not a problem.

But not the big-headed soldiers below.

When he returned to deliver the order, the entire Military Police Headquarters exploded.

"I can't live this life!"

"Why? Without the allowance, my salary is not enough to pay the rent. How can I live like this!"

There was still waiting for them, and a group of people went to the cafeteria to eat with sad faces.

When I saw the food in the rice pail, my expression changed immediately.

What about meat dishes?
Fully vegetarian?
(End of this chapter)