The spy career of a surgeon

Chapter 337 Where's the Meat?
The next day, Zhou Qinghe went to the 101st Division for sightseeing.

The division commander wanted to accompany Zhou Qinghe, but Zhou Qinghe directly refused.

"The Burma Road is closed. This is a good opportunity. The headquarters must attach great importance to this. You should arrange the tasks at this time to avoid any mistakes. I am just strolling around. You can just send someone to lead the way for me."

Since Zhou Qinghe said so, the division commander would just follow the host's wishes.

The level of the escort cannot be too low, so the chief of staff was asked to go shopping with Zhou Qinghe.

After asking Zhou Qinghe if he had any specific ideas about which brigade to visit, Chief of Staff Kobayashi happily took Zhou Qinghe to the brigade he had arranged for him.

The people coming from the headquarters have all the connections, so they have to show the best side of the 101st Division.

The teams preparing to be tested were notified yesterday and asked to be in good spirits.

Along the way, Kobayashi introduced to Zhou Qinghe the battle achievements of the 101st Division since it entered the war.

The 101st Division is a Type B division. Basically, Type B divisions were formed after the Battle of Shanghai. When they found that they could not take China in three months, the headquarters hurriedly recruited retired soldiers to rebuild it.

Japan has the habit of adding 100 before the division number, except for the Type A division, such as the 101st Division, its predecessor is the No. 1 Division, most of its members are retired soldiers of the No. 1 Division, who were re-recruited after the war began.

So even though it is a Type B division, its actual combat capability is not bad. It is better than those ordinary people who are urgently called up to join the army.

Xiao Lin was still looking for topics to talk about, so Zhou Qinghe interrupted and asked, "The headquarters has cut the military budget a few days ago. Has it been implemented here? How are the soldiers feeling?"

"It has been implemented. We definitely support the order from the headquarters. It is inevitable that the soldiers' living standards have been affected. There were some complaints in the first few days, but this is only temporary. Difficulties will eventually pass. Now that the Burma Road is closed, the dawn of victory in the war is not far away, right?"

"Yes, the Empire of Japan will win in the end. Long live it."

"Long live."

The two men chatted and laughed as they arrived at the brigade headquarters. A brigade commander came out and sent a car. He brought his chief of staff with him and then went down to find the regiment.

The regiment is the main force on the front line of the battlefield. To go further down, we have to find bunkers. It would be too dangerous to have just a few people. Zhou Qinghe was also afraid of being attacked, so the regiment would be enough.

There are more than 3000 people. If something really happens and all of them die, they can always cover his retreat.

It was almost dark from the time I left home early in the morning to the time I found the squadron.

The regiment is stationed in the town, and the soldiers of the regiment have gathered here to welcome the inspection of their leaders. However, perhaps because they have been standing and waiting for a whole day, their faces are a little tired.

"Why are you in such a bad mood?" The brigade commander took the regiment commander over and scolded him in a low voice.

The captain was also helpless: "The situation was already bad, and now they have been standing for so long."

"never mind."

Everyone could see that morale was low, but no one showed it.

Zhou Qinghe said something when he saw the soldiers like this. Now these carefully prepared soldiers are like this, one can imagine the real situation of other regiments.

There is no need to introduce your identity to these soldiers. Just let them know that you are a high-ranking officer.

Chief of Staff Xiao Lin smiled and said to Zhou Qinghe: "Do you want to give them a few words of advice?"

"Forget it, I'm not interested in this kind of thing."

"Hahaha, okay, I'll do it then."

After a brief scolding, the squadron commander came over and said that it was time to eat.

The table was filled with delicious fish and meat that came from nowhere, and everyone began to happily drink and eat. It was a simple and unpretentious day for the top leaders.

Zhou Qinghe drank for a while and then stood up, "I'm going to go out for a walk, you guys continue drinking."

Chief of Staff Kobayashi immediately followed suit and stood up: "I'll go with you."

"Oh, no need." Zhou Qinghe waved his hand: "I'm a doctor, so I can't drink too much. You guys drink, I'll walk around the camp."

"Then I'll send a few people to serve you."

So, Kobayashi ordered the regiment commander to send a few soldiers to follow Zhou Qinghe to prevent anyone from bumping into him.

After leaving the house, Zhou Qinghe asked them, "For troops like yours that have camps in towns and villages, will there be people on guard outside at night? If the enemy's army launches a surprise attack, how will you defend against it?"

Several soldiers immediately laughed and said, "I don't know about other places, but how dare they attack us here? We definitely have people on night watch."

"I'm quite curious, so take me to see it."

The soldier immediately bowed his head in panic and said, "Mr. Fujita, the night watchman is a little far from here. You can't go over there. If something goes wrong, we can't take the responsibility."

Zhou Qinghe didn't embarrass them: "Have you eaten yet?"

They nodded: "We have eaten."

"You haven't eaten yet?" Zhou Qinghe smiled: "You knew we were coming, but didn't know what time we would arrive. Did you eat in advance?"

A few people were embarrassed to be exposed and smiled, "Indeed, we haven't eaten yet."

"Let's go to the cafeteria. I'm just going to the cafeteria to take a look. You guys are eating at the same time. After eating, you can accompany me for a walk."

The Japanese soldier was very happy. He immediately thanked Zhou Qinghe and took him to the cafeteria. As expected, the cafeteria was full of Japanese soldiers eating.

As soon as the guards behind him entered the room, they shouted and asked them to salute Zhou Qinghe.

"Let them all eat, and you too sit down and eat."

Zhou Qinghe looked at the place where food was served in the cafeteria and walked over. When he took a look at the dishes, he found that there was one meat dish, two fish dishes, two vegetarian dishes, and a bowl of soup. The rice was also refined rice without any other grains.

Quite surprised, he looked at the chef and asked, "Your cooking is pretty good."

Taking another look at the daily menu hanging on the wall, it is also rich and delicious, with plenty of meat. I only have meat for two meals a week, and I caught it today. What a coincidence.

"The food here is pretty good, with lots of meat and fish," the chef said cheerfully.

The preparations were very thorough. Zhou Qinghe smiled but didn't point it out. "Make a copy for me too."

"Our cooking skills are average, Mr. Fujita, I'm afraid it won't suit your taste."

"It's okay. I just want to try it. If you don't eat much, don't give me too much. I have to pay the same standard as the soldiers."

"Well, you came just in time. I just bought some pork today. Come, I'll pick out a good piece for you. Just one piece of meat, not much."

The Japanese chef served Zhou Qinghe a large steak on the plate. Zhou Qinghe carried it himself and saw a table of older soldiers, so he sat over there.

"Do you mind sitting together?"

"Please."

"Thank you."

Zhou Qinghe sat down and started eating. "Eat now, stop looking at me. You won't feel full just by looking at me."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Amidst a burst of laughter, people around started to eat. Although Fujita Kazukiyo was famous, these soldiers had never seen him in person, and might not even have heard of his name. However, before he came, the regiment commander must have introduced him to the soldiers, so Zhou Qinghe estimated that everyone here knew who he was.

That's easy.

Just chatting nonsense.

While eating, Zhou Qinghe chatted with them, asking them to tell their stories, the battles here, and their families.

The first two are nothing, but when it comes to family, the homesickness is aroused. I think about who is at home, how their lives are, and whether they are hard.

This brings us to the reason why life is becoming more and more difficult.

Zhou Qinghe finished his guidance. Even if the captain had given them some instructions, such as telling them to only show their good side, they had almost forgotten them now, so they started to get into the real topic.

"The military has undergone some reforms recently. The country's difficulties may have had some impact on you. Do you have any difficulties in your life? Can your salary be paid on time?"

When emotions arise, people have to complain, and experienced people are quite bold in speaking out.

The biggest victims of the reform led by Tojo are the grassroots soldiers and their families. Not to mention complaints, Zhou Qinghe probably wanted them to kill Tojo.

What the soldiers talked about most with Zhou Qinghe was the hardship of life. The cabinet's economic strategy was bound to make life difficult for their families, and their salaries were cut, so the money they sent back home was reduced.

"We didn't have much income to begin with, and now our allowance has been reduced and prices have gone up. Now we can't even afford to buy anything we want."

"It's fine if you can't afford it, just buy less, but you said, we want to have enough food, isn't that too much? Fighting is so hard, how come you can't even guarantee us food?

We can’t even get enough to eat right now. We could have saved money to send back home to our wife and children, but now we can’t even get enough to eat, so we have to buy food for ourselves. We can’t save a penny, and we even have to pay for it ourselves!”

"Sir, a chicken costs 6 yuan in China, and our field army earns 9 yuan. With our current situation, I'm afraid we can't save enough money to buy a chicken for our family even if we save for a year! What will happen to my family then?"

The soldiers were quite angry.

"Army Minister Tojo has come up with a plan to allow your family members to work in factories to supplement the household income. You may not be able to afford chicken, but living should not be a problem." Zhou Qinghe spoke quickly and added to their heartfelt words.

The soldiers felt depressed, and their eyes looking at Zhou Qinghe were filled with the urge to fight back.

These are the troops carefully selected for the review!

Or the troops in the town!

Zhou Qinghe had to avoid being beaten, so he quickly changed the subject and glanced at his plate in confusion: "But aren't you exaggerating a bit? I think your dishes are pretty good. Aren't you still not full?"

"What's good about that?" The old soldier sneered, remembering that Fujita and Kiyoshi were his benefactors today, and his attitude became more restrained: "That's because you came to inspect, and we went out to buy pork early in the morning. If you hadn't come, how would we have meat to eat now?"

Zhou Qinghe smiled, pointed at him and said, "You are dishonest. You lied to me. There are rules for meat every week. How can you have no meat if I don't come?"

The old soldier couldn't stand this and shouted: "Who lied to you? Then we have no meat to eat. If you don't believe it, ask them."

Everyone at the table nodded.

"Not really." Zhou Qinghe frowned and said, "The military has cut some of the budget, but beef has been replaced with pork, so you still have meat to eat, two meals a week."

"Two meals? When will there be two meals? Have you ever seen two meals of meat?" The old soldier shouted sarcastically at the people around him.

Caused a burst of laughter.

Zhou Qinghe frowned and looked around: "You are not far from the city, and the situation of the army in Hankou should be okay. Can't you even guarantee two meals of meat?"

"Haha, having two pieces of meat is good, don't you think?"

"Ha ha ha ha."

Zhou Qinghe said seriously, "Don't laugh, tell me, why are there only two slices of meat? The standard stipulates how much meat is allowed per day, what does two slices mean?"

Seeing Zhou Qinghe like this, the soldier restrained himself a little, "Sir, even though we have meat today, you don't think we eat meat every day, do you? We only have meat once a week, and yesterday was the time to eat meat. What was allocated to my bowl were just two thin slices of meat, and the big steak in your bowl even has fat on it. I'm afraid that the amount of meat I will eat in the next year will not be as much as the piece of meat in your bowl."

"Wait, you mean you only eat meat once a week?" Zhou Qinghe was stunned, and this time he really frowned, not pretending.

The soldier was still mocking, "You don't think that this steak is for us to eat, do you? Today's meal is because you came to inspect. We ate it in advance for next week. The reason we can eat so much meat today is because of your visit."

Zhou Qinghe looked serious and pointed at the table: "Don't worry about today's meal. I'm asking you, who told you that you can only have meat once a week?"

The soldier was a little confused: "It's the military regulations. What's wrong with that?"

Awesome! Zhou Qinghe didn't expect that someone would dare to tamper with this matter. It's really awesome.

He personally made the detailed rules that pork should be served twice a week, but when it came to implementation, it was reduced to only one meal a week.

The pork quota that was exchanged for beef was actually cut in half at the lower level.

If Zhou Qinghe wanted to defeat a well-equipped Japanese division, he had to do everything he could to weaken their combat effectiveness so that the other side could win.

Either there are problems with weapons, equipment and food, or there are problems with health, or there are problems with morale.

Morale is the easiest because morale itself is problematic. As long as a fuse is found, it will detonate the already angry Japanese army.

Well, I still need to study the division myself, and then find a way to make a big deal about it.

Now there is no need for that, someone has already prepared the thread for him to pull.

Chatting is much more efficient than observing.

The Japanese soldiers present looked at Zhou Qinghe in confusion, not understanding why he was so serious.

Zhou Qinghe was more serious than them, "Are you sure that the military regulations you heard are for one meal of meat? And not that due to difficult conditions, two meals of meat become one meal of meat?"

The Japanese soldier still didn't understand, "It's just that the military stipulates that we only have one meal of meat."

Zhou Qinghe shook his head: "Impossible, the military stipulates that there are two meat meals a week, and the standard for each meal is 150 grams of meat."

"What?!" The Japanese soldier immediately shouted in shock: "Two meals of meat, 150 grams? Where is 150 grams?"

Originally the noise here was low and people at tables far away couldn't hear it, but now when he shouted, everyone in the cafeteria could hear it.

Zhou Qinghe stood up and asked, "All you heard was meat every week?"

"Yes." A flurry of voices rang out, full of questions.

I originally thought that it was a military rule and that everyone would suffer the same loss anyway, but now I realize that this is not the case and the voices are becoming increasingly chaotic.

"Mr. Fujita, what is going on?" Zhou Qinghe asked the Japanese at the table.

Zhou Qinghe shook his head: "I don't know what's going on here, but what I can be sure of is that it must be two meals of meat."

Zhou Qinghe didn't get an answer, and the noise in the cafeteria grew louder. After the noisy sounds, some people were already saying that the money might have been embezzled by the corrupt officials above.

Immediately, angry soldiers were sent to capture the cook.

In this kind of situation, the first person to be suspected is the person who cooked the food.

But the chef felt so wronged that he immediately cried out, "It's the military's rule, not my rule. Don't blame me. I only eat this much."

The hot-headed people also realized that this was a military regulation, but there was still a question, "Yes, it is a military regulation, but what about 150 grams of meat? Why do we only have two slices of meat? Is that 150 grams?"

The chef yelled, "I don't know! I buy meat based on how much money I receive. I'm not the only one buying vegetables. If you don't believe me, go ask them!"

"Let's go find someone!"

“Why can’t we eat meat?”

A group of angry Japanese soldiers were already full of resentment and were very angry about the new policy. Now someone was even withholding their meat. It was really hateful.

They have complaints against the military but they can't get any revenge on them. However, as for the man who stole the meat, how can they vent their anger if they don't find him and kill him?
For a moment, except for the few people who came with Zhou Qinghe, everyone in the cafeteria ran away.

Zhou Qinghe watched them leave and asked, "Do you really only eat meat once a week?"

Several people around me also wanted to go, and now their faces were filled with anger, and they had been muttering to themselves for a while.

Now he nodded without hesitation and shouted, "We were told only one meal of meat a week!"

"Who said that?"

"That's what they say."

"At the beginning?"

"At first, it seemed like the commander of the wing. No, it seemed like the chief of staff."

"Let's go and take a look." Zhou Qinghe walked out.

Outside the door, the angry soldiers rushed directly to the small room where the meal was served. The impact of this large group of people seemed like they were rushing in to kill people, which scared the people inside who were drinking and enjoying food.

"team leader!"

"team leader!"

“Why aren’t we 150 grams of meat?”

"Yeah, that's why we only have meat for one meal a week."

The buzz of voices confused the half-drunk people who were dining inside, and the squadron leader stood up.

"What 150 grams of meat? What are you talking about?"

The jealous soldiers became even angrier when they saw the table full of fish and meat: "Where's the meat? Our meat!"

"Did you guys embezzle it?"

"Do you still have any conscience? We are in such a difficult situation, but you don't give us enough food to eat, and you even deduct our meat."

The captain listened for a long time but didn't understand, "What meat? Didn't I give you meat to eat today?"

"Our meat!"

"It's so delicious, and all you eat is our meat!"

"They must have embezzled it!"

"Etc., etc!"

With a bang, a gunshot rang out and Chief of Staff Kobayashi fired a shot into the air, which was very intimidating.

"What are you arguing about? Tell me what's going on! What am I afraid of here? You, you tell me."

The division chief of staff acted in an organized manner and quickly took control of the situation.

So the soldier who was called out angrily told the whole story.

"What did Fujita-kun say?" Chief of Staff Kobayashi frowned. "Where is he?"

"Give me, let me."

Zhou Qinghe couldn't even get in even though he was at the outermost corner.

After coming in, the soldiers looked at Zhou Qinghe with expectant eyes, hoping that Colonel Fujita would make the decision for us.

Zhou Qinghe said, "I just asked about their meals in the cafeteria. They said they only have meat once a week, and only two slices of meat. I said the military regulations require two meals of meat a week, and 150 grams of meat per meal. They said that was not right, and then this happened. Don't you only have two meals of meat here?"

"Fujita-kun, you remembered it wrong. It was just one piece of meat. As for the two pieces of meat not weighing 150 grams, it might be because the prices have gone up."

Chief of Staff Kobayashi sighed angrily and was somewhat dissatisfied with Zhou Qinghe. The soldiers' morale was already low and now something like this had happened, they would be dissatisfied.

Zhou Qinghe was a little confused. He didn't expect Xiaolin to say this.

"Xiao Lin, are you sure it's a meat meal?"

"Yeah." Xiao Lin frowned and nodded: "It's just a meal of meat. I won't remember it wrong. Okay, you can go away. It was Colonel Fujita who remembered it wrong."

The soldiers refused to leave and waited to see whether Colonel Fujita would admit his mistake.

Zhou Qinghe thought for a moment and walked closer to Xiaolin, whispering, "Are you serious about what you said, or are you lying to me in order to resolve the current situation?"

"Of course I'm serious." Kobayashi sighed; "Fujita-kun, you remembered it wrong. It's just one meal of meat. I'm the chief of staff. I've read the new regulations. 150 grams is indeed 150 grams, but meat is definitely one meal. Not to mention them, we in the division also eat meat one meal."

The brigade commander and brigade chief of staff also joined in, saying that Fujita-kun had remembered it wrongly, and they remembered it very clearly, it was just a meal of meat.

Zhou Qinghe was silent for a moment, then chuckled: "But I drafted this document."

Several people were instantly speechless.

“You drafted it?”

"correct."

"Two meals of meat?"

"Yeah, it's not Kobayashi-kun, you don't even know that the military's rule is two meals of meat?"

This time it was Xiaolin's turn to be confused, "I really don't know."

These people who had been enjoying the wine and meat were a little silent.

Zhou Qinghe was silenced.

This matter suddenly became a big deal.

I thought it was someone in one of the following links, such as purchasing, who was cheating.

Now even the division chief of staff doesn’t know about this.

Xiao Lin looked at Zhou Qinghe with an indescribable expression.

He quickly thought of a problem. Either Fujita and Qing remembered it wrongly, or the person who cheated was higher up in the division.

Could Kazukiyo Fujita have remembered it wrong?

This document was drafted by someone else!

So where else could the problem lie?
"All of you go out." Xiao Lin suddenly felt a headache.

How does this relate to the explanation below?

I told them that there were two meals of meat, but the people above me took it. Let’s not talk about whether I can say this or not. The key point is what should I do next? What should I do next?
Or was it just a meal of meat, and Fujita and Kiyoshi remembered it wrong?
"What about our meat?" the soldier shouted. "Sir, you need to give us an explanation, right?"

"Yeah, how many meals of meat is that, and why not 150 grams?"

"It's just a meal of meat!" Xiao Lin shouted angrily, "Why do you question what I said? It's just a meal of meat! Disperse!"

At first glance, it was quite majestic. The soldier was frightened for a moment and immediately looked at Zhou Qinghe.

"Mr. Fujita, please tell me how many meals of meat are there?"

"Yeah, didn't you say it's two meals? Each meal has to be 150 grams."

Xiao Lin coughed and gave Zhou Qing a look whose meaning was very clear. He asked him to talk first and say that he remembered it wrong so as to calm the situation down.

Zhou Qinghe saw it, but why should the glory of the Fujita family provide protection and endorsement for these corrupt criminals?
Zhou Qinghe looked away and looked at the expectant soldiers. After thinking for a while, he said, "The military's regulations must be two meals of meat. As for the one meal of meat that disappeared, it must have been embezzled."

Xiao Lin's heart sank.

The soldier became angry!

"Where's our meat?"

“Who embezzled?”

The situation suddenly got out of control and more people rushed into the room.

Xiao Lin didn't have time to be angry at Zhou Qinghe for not helping. The biggest problem was the group of soldiers in front of him. How to deal with this matter!

Should we go and question the Nanjing Expeditionary Army Headquarters?

(End of this chapter)