Chapter 433: Blackmail
What?
The enemy is running?
And trying to outflank us?
We can't wait any longer!
Fight our way out!
Let's turn the tables!
I'll show you outflanking! I'll show you outflanking!
I'll charge straight ahead and take them on!
"Kill!'
Zhang Yong gave the order.
The veterans immediately poked their heads out from behind the coal pile.
Raise the gun.
Fire.
'Pop, pop, pop...'
'Pop, pop, pop...'
The gunfire was very intense.
The Japanese military police, who were turning around and retreating, fell one after the other.
The scene was in complete disarray.
Ying Qiqi's rapid fire was too fast.
The Japanese army's Type 38 rifles were no match at all.
The veterans who were ambushed on top of the coal pile also had a commanding view and an open field of vision.
'Pop!'
Killed one.
Pull the bolt. Eject the bullet. Load the gun.
If you're skilled, it takes half a second. And it's hardly any effort at all.
'Bang!'
Another one is dead.
Then pull the bolt. Eject the bullet. Load the gun.
Repeat.
Unfortunately, there aren't enough bullets. Each man only has 30 rounds.
This is because Zhang added more.
The system supplies several hundred rounds of 7.7 mm ammunition. He takes them all out.
'Baka...'
The Japanese captain let out a muffled grunt and fell. He was dead.
Several British 7.7s aimed at him and fired. He was killed instantly.
'Ambush!'
'Run...'
Kawashima Yoshiko reacted extremely quickly.
She was very experienced in survival. She immediately abandoned Shigehide Takigawa and turned and ran.
Shigehide Takigawa: !@#¥%...
Hagah!
So many enemies!
How come there are so many enemies?
Damn it!
Then he remembered: This is Chinese territory!
Isn't it normal to have lots of Chinese in Chinese territory? They've now invaded Chinese territory.
'Huh?'
Zhang Yong saw Kawashima Yoshiko again.
Hey, what a coincidence! This time, he really had a chance to shoot.
The fleeing Japanese military police had no way to cover Kawashima Yoshiko anymore. If they concentrated and shot together, they might be able to kill her.
But Zhang Yong changed his mind.
It was better to let her continue to make some money. Then there would be another wave of blackmail.
This woman had money.
And so did the puppet state of Manchukuo behind her.
It seemed that the Japanese had countless traitors like her in their hands. It didn't matter.
It was only because she was a woman that she was slightly famous.
'Pop!'
'Pop!'
Ying Qiqi successfully dominated the battlefield.
The Japanese military police only had rifles and pistols. There were no other weapons.
No grenade launchers.
There were no light machine guns.
Facing a multitude of Ying Qiqi and the geographical disadvantage, the Japanese military police were simply unable to resist.
Strictly speaking, the Japanese military police were not suited to combat.
They were military police. They were responsible for arrests. They were not responsible for head-to-head combat.
Fortunately, they were in large numbers. Even if a group was wiped out, the remaining number was still considerable.
The remaining Japanese military police fought and retreated.
Zhang Yong and the others did not pursue them. They just intimidated them from afar.
The Japanese military police are no pushovers. If they get too close, their Type 38 rifles can kill just as easily.
If the enemy retreated back into the Japanese concession, that would naturally be best.
'Baka...'
'Baka...'
Shigeki Shigekawa was furious as he retreated.
He never imagined that the enemy would be so ruthless. This Zhang Yong even had riflemen in ambush.
Damn it!
He wants to go back and mobilise the troops!
He'll go back and mobilise heavy weapons! He'll ask for the garrison to be deployed...
However, he was quickly brought back down to earth.
Deploying the garrison was out of the question. Commander-in-Chief Tadao Hirohata would never agree.
There was no good reason.
A reason that couldn't even be announced. Otherwise, people would laugh.
A squadron of military police can't defeat Zhang Yong of the Fuxing Society? Is this supposed to boost morale?
His superiors wouldn't agree either.
The first to disagree was Lord Toiihara.
To deal with someone called Zhang Yong, they had to call in the garrison?
What a joke!
Wouldn't that make all the secret service agencies look like rubbish?
'Baka!'
Shigeki Shigekawa cursed angrily.
He had to accept the reality. It was necessary to use his own forces to eliminate Zhang Yong.
If the garrison was mobilised, the Chinese army would certainly take corresponding action. By then, the situation would be beyond the control of the Shigekawa residence.
Even Lord Toiihara would not be able to control it. If the situation gets out of hand, the consequences will be unpredictable.
He can only sulk and withdraw back to the Japanese concession.
He is relieved to find that no one is chasing after him. Immediately, his anger wells up again.
Baka!
Zhang Yong!
He has remembered this name!
From now on, he is his sworn enemy! The number one enemy of the Great Japanese Empire!
'Achoo!'
'Achoo!'
Zhang Yong sneezed repeatedly.
It was uncomfortable. He covered his nose hard. Then he looked up at the sky.
The weather was great!
It was cool. Not cold.
It was exactly the right description for the crisp autumn air.
At the end of October in the Gregorian calendar, Tianjin was indeed characterised by crisp autumn air. The air seemed to carry the sweet fragrance of the harvest.
Unfortunately, the place where he was was a bit of a spoiler.
A coal yard.
Looking around, it's all dark.
Other people are enjoying the cool breeze and the fragrance of fruit. Here, it's the golden wind sending coal ash, which is dark and sad.
There are also the bodies of the Japanese invaders on the ground. They are lying in all directions. It's also spoiling the mood.
The veterans fought too fiercely. They actually killed more than 50 Japanese invaders.
The battle record is quite good.
It's even better than the battlefield.
In fact, the battle just now was simpler than the real battlefield.
On a real battlefield, the firepower is all-encompassing. The Japanese had planes, heavy artillery and tanks. With just a few rifles, you didn't stand a chance.
But the battle just now was different. It was completely rifle versus rifle. No heavy weapons were involved.
It was a very lucky battle.
Next time, I don't think we'll be so lucky.
'Zhongyang!'
'Yes!'
'Dig up a sack!'
'Yes!'
Zhongyang led the men excitedly.
Soon, a sack of ocean money was dug up. No counting was done. The rewards were handed out directly.
Five ocean dollars for each person who participated in the battle.
Well, it should be a bit too much. But it doesn't matter. Just hand it out.
Anyway, for the time being, Zhang Yong can't think of anything to do with this ocean money. So, don't be stingy. There must be a reward at the end of the battle.
Looking at so many Japanese invader corpses, he quickly came up with another plan to make money.
Haha. Shu Maochuan...
'Achoo!'
'Achoo!'
This time, it was Shu Shu's turn to sneeze.
He sulked and led the men back. Shu Shu felt so ashamed that he could not face anyone. He hurriedly hid back in the Shu Shu mansion.
'Hagah!'
'Hagah!'
He sulked to himself. He sneezed desperately.
Then he thought of something. There was something wrong with that Junsheng Coal Trading Company. Hagah!
Investigate!
Investigate!
Investigate him thoroughly!
There must be something wrong with the person inside! He wants to dismember the owner of this company into a million pieces! Chop it up and feed it to the dogs!
Soon, the information was sent up. The boss's name is Geng Mingjun?
Investigate!
Immediately blacklist this guy!
The result...
A staff officer hesitated to speak.
'Baka!'
'Speak!'
Maochuan Xiu roared.
The staff officer hurriedly stood straight. Bent over.
'Your Excellency...'
'Baka!'
'Pat!'
'Pat!'
Hidemune Moegawa slapped the other man.
It didn't feel like enough. He slapped him again with his other hand.
He hated people who didn't speak the truth. Tell me everything. Will it kill you?
What's so great about being the boss of a company?
"Colonel, Geng Mingjun is a spy for Matsui's residence in Beiping...'
'What? No way!'
Hidemune Moegawa's anger exploded.
Geng Mingjun is from the Matsui residence? How is that possible?
Nonsense!
How could he be one of us?
How could someone from the Matsui residence come to Tianjin?
Beiping!
He should be in Beiping!
Yoshio Matsui's jurisdiction is in Beiping!
Who told him to come to Tianjin?
Damn it!
Who gave him the authority?
"Baka!'
'Pah!'
'Pah!'
He slapped the staff officer again.
Lying about the military situation.
Die!
He turned around and went to get his sword. He wanted to chop the other person in half with one stroke.
Suddenly, he saw one of his subordinates shivering in the doorway, and his anger flared up even more. 'Get in here!'
'Yes!' The subordinate hurriedly ran in.
'Pat!' As a result, before he could stand up straight, he received a slap.
What was the reason?
No reason. Just hit him if you want.
Shigehide Takigawa was a major general and the head of the secret service agency.
He was in a bad mood and wanted to slap his subordinates a few times. What's the problem?
The person being slapped has to stand straight. Bend over.
'Yes!'
'What is it?'
'Sir, Mr. Kishida is here.'
'Hagya, which...'
Shigehide Mogawa cursed. Then he remembered it might be Takeo Kishida.
Okay. If it's Takeo Kishida, then tell him to come in.
We're in the same boat...
'Please!'
'Yes!'
The Japanese subordinate hurriedly went out.
A moment later, Kishida Takeo came in.
'Kishida-kun, are you here to laugh at me?' Shigekawa Hide sneered.
'Is it really Zhang Yong?' Kishida Takeo understood Shigekawa Hide's feelings. He was in the same situation as he was.
He was originally going to hunt others. But he was hunted instead.
He returned with his weapons and armour abandoned. No matter who it is, everyone would feel bad.
'It's him!' Shigekawa Shu answered angrily.
'That's troublesome,' said Kishida Takeo, sitting down straight.
Shigekawa Shu: ...
It seems that Kishida didn't come to taunt him?
Okay. In that case, we can have a good talk.
So he sat down.
He asked for tea.
Kishida Takeo had no interest in tea, and said slowly, 'Shigekawa-kun, what are your plans next?'
'I'm going to chop him into a million pieces! I'll crush his bones and scatter his ashes!'
'That's not a solution.'
'I...'
Shigekawa was frozen.
He was filled with rage. Where was he supposed to come up with a plan?
"Hagya!'
Finally, he let out a furious yell.
Right now, those were the only two words that could fully express his feelings.
'Ring ring ring...'
'Ring ring ring...'
The phone suddenly rang. But it quickly hung up again.
Shigehide Mogawa was annoyed.
One of his subordinates was huddling at the door again. Afraid of being beaten up again.
'Hagah!'
'Come in!'
Shigehide Mogawa was out of patience.
If it weren't for the presence of outsiders, he would have kicked the guy out directly.
What are you hiding?
Sneaking around!
"Report! Sir, Zhang Yong is calling...'
'What?'
'What?'
Both of them were taken aback.
Takeo Kishida stood up abruptly. He looked incredulous.
A phone call?
From Zhang Yong?
That bastard, he actually managed to get through to the Shigekawa residence?
Hagya!
Where did he find the phone number?
Hagya!
Someone must have leaked it.
There's a traitor in the Shigekawa residence!
Hagya...
Do you want to listen?
Shigekawa Hide couldn't help but glance at Takeo Kishida.
Takeo Kishida nodded slowly.
If others have the courage to call, why can't we?
That would make us look weak. It would be humiliating. Absolutely not.
'Still there?'
'Yes. He says he will wait patiently. Until you answer, Colonel.'
'And if I don't answer?'
'Then he will keep calling. Until you answer.'
'Damn it! Put him through.'
'Yes!'
The subordinate goes out. Then he transfers the call.
Shigehide Mogawa clenched his fists.
Zhang Yong!
That son of a bitch!
What did he want by calling the Mogawa residence?
To mock me for my incompetence?
Damn it...
'Ring ring ring...'
'Ring ring ring...'
Sure enough, the phone rang.
Shigehide Mogawa couldn't help but glance at Takeo Kishida again.
Takeo Kishida: ...
This Shigehide Mogawa. This is the level he's at.
Is he actually a little scared? Is he actually afraid to answer Zhang Yong's call?
After just one setback like this?
It seems like I've had a few setbacks. I've never been so flustered.
Oh, the other party isn't used to it yet.
I've already gotten used to it.
It's good to be used to it.
It's good to be used to it.
After a few more setbacks, I'll gradually calm down...
Shigeru Mogawa gritted his teeth and picked up the phone.
Zhang Yong's voice came wafting over the line, 'Mr. Shigeru Mogawa, we can have a serious talk...'
'Baka!' Mao Chuan Xiu exploded in anger, "I'm going to kill you!'
'We'll talk about this later," Zhang Yong said calmly, "Do you want to send someone over to collect the bodies?'
'Baka!" Mao Chuan Xiu cursed. Then he felt something was wrong.
Collect the bodies? Damn it...
Ah, I remember. Just now, many military policemen were killed.
When they withdrew to the barracks and counted the number of people, there were less than 100 people left. In other words, 70 people had already died.
'Hah! What do you want?'
'I give you permission to send someone to collect the bodies. 100 silver dollars for each living person. 500 silver dollars for each dead person!'
'Hah! Go to hell!'
'You can refuse!'
'Ahhh...'
Shu Maochuan was furious and wanted to throw the phone down.
But in the end, he resisted.
There was nothing he could do. The initiative was in someone else's hands.
'You...'
'If you don't send someone to collect the bodies, I'll drag them to the harbour and put them on display...'
'You're despicable!'
'Pay up! I'll be waiting!'
'You!'
'Hang up!'
'Wait!'
Shigehide Mogawa cried out subconsciously.
Unfortunately, Zhang Yong had already hung up. Suddenly, Shigehide Mogawa's face turned red like a pig's liver.
Blackmail!
Blatant blackmail!
It was nothing but extortion! How shameless!
One hundred for the living!
Five hundred for the dead!
Where did such a high price come from?
Even the military pays 30 yen in compensation to its soldiers!
You want 500 yuan for a dead person?
You might as well die yourself! I absolutely won't pay! Absolutely, absolutely, absolutely...
Then his tone gradually weakened.
He couldn't refuse.
Otherwise, he would really be dragged to the harbour and put on display, and that would be the end.
There were a lot of British people there. They loved nothing more than to see a Japanese person lose face. If the British journalists found out about this, it would definitely become world news.
The British and Japanese were having a very unpleasant time in North China over issues such as control of the coal mines.
Otherwise, the Japanese would not have surrounded the mine protection teams. They confiscated all the British 77 rifles in their possession.
So angry!
So uncomfortable.
It felt like the other party was forcing themselves on him. It hurt. He felt remorseful and unwilling.
He couldn't help but look at Takeo Kishida.
Takeo Kishida nodded and said helplessly, 'Prepare the money. Bring the people back and we'll talk about it.'