Chapter 458: Unscientific

Then Zhang Yong noticed a slight discrepancy.

The Japanese spies had gathered their troops. But they had not disarmed them.

They had gathered with their weapons.

It seemed that the other side was not completely defenceless.

What should they do?

Force them to disarm?

It wasn't impossible. It was just that

Once the gun goes off, the Japanese invaders in the distance will hear it and come to reinforce.

They have a lot to do in half an hour. It may not be enough time. If they are caught by the Japanese invaders, it will be more troublesome.

They must remember that they are outnumbered now. It is not that easy to break away.

What's more, they may have to carry their weapons and ammunition.

He rolled his eyes.

He decided to move the weapons and ammunition inside while the enemy was gathering.

After all, their goal is weapons and ammunition. Just take them away. Leave an empty Tang Village for the enemy. Just right.

So he took the Japanese spy by the hand and said affectionately, 'I'm from Sapporo, and you?'

'You?' The Japanese spy stared at him suspiciously.

What did the other person mean?

Getting close?

Sapporo? Hokkaido? One of us?

'You, me, and the one who just had a conflict with you, we are all on the same side.'

'What?'

'My name is Ryukawa Kaede. My alias is Li Wei. I'm from Sapporo. The person I'm with is called Iga Nian. We're currently in the remote Kawanaka area, carrying out monkey work. Our main task is to turn the 66th Division of the Kawanaka Army. Have you heard of it?'

'Iga Nian?'

The Japanese spy looked strange.

He really knew Iga Nian. He also knew that the other person was carrying out monkey work. It was in Kawanaka.

Unexpectedly, the person in front of him was actually one of their own.

He then felt relieved. If the other person was not one of their own, why would the head of the secret service send him here in the middle of the night? They were both working hard. The top brass just had to talk, while the subordinates had to do all the running around.

'That idiot Yuan Wenhui...' Zhang Yong cursed.

'Yes, he is an idiot,' the Japanese spy suddenly felt that they had something in common. It felt like the distance between them had been narrowed.

If it wasn't for that idiot Yuan Wenhui, they wouldn't have to change the guard.

In fact, the garrison inside was previously under Yuan Wenhui's command.

But now, the higher-ups no longer trusted them. They were worried that someone might come to persuade them to surrender. So they ordered him to lead a team to change the garrison.

'You want to move the weapons?' The Japanese spy was a little puzzled.

'For safety reasons, they must be moved,' Zhang Yong said sternly. 'Now the chief of staff is no longer sure how much Yuan Wenhui is hiding from us.'

'Baka! That bastard!' the Japanese spy said angrily, "he should be arrested and tortured!'

'I agree completely," Zhang Yong nodded, waved his hand to tell the others to speed up the removal of weapons and equipment, and then said, 'Unfortunately, the Chief was deceived by him. Alas...'

The Japanese spy wanted to say something but stopped.

However, he realised that they seemed to have gone a bit too far.

It seemed that they were talking ill of the spy chief Shu Maochuan. This was a taboo in the Japanese army.

Although they were pretending to be Chinese, they actually belonged to the military. They were under the jurisdiction of the military police headquarters. If military law was enforced, the consequences would be very serious.

The Japanese military had a strict hierarchy, and corporal punishment was very brutal.

A random sergeant could kill an insubordinate recruit. An officer could also casually kill a sergeant or the like.

'Wang Zhulin is also a fool...' Zhang Yong continued to curse.

Focusing on one grievance.

This kind of resentment is very easy to resonate with the other person.

In fact, the Japanese spy was indeed attracted.

'By the way, did the Matsui residence ever come to trouble you?' Zhang Yong changed the subject. This prevented the Japanese spy from thinking.

Otherwise, the Japanese spy would definitely think, what are you doing moving weapons in the middle of the night?

If the other person needs to verify this, then it would be bad.

Deliberately making small talk is to prevent the other person from having time to think calmly.

'What Matsui residence?'

'The Matsui residence in Beiping! They bully us all day. The chief of the agency is furious.'

'Really?'

'I'll whisper it to you. Last time the chief of the agency went to Beiping, no one from the Matsui residence even came out to greet him. Those bastards. They rely on the fact that they used to be in the Konoe Division, and not only are they very rude to our Mogawa residence, but they also bully our people here. I almost got beaten up by them last time.'

'Soga...'

The Japanese spy was a little dizzy.

His eyes clearly saw a large amount of weapons and ammunition being removed.

There seemed to be Czech light machine guns and the like in the middle. But his mind was completely preoccupied. He was still thinking about the Imperial Guard.

Oh, you mean those people at the Matsui residence. They're probably all from the Imperial Guard.

The Imperial Guard and the First Division were responsible for guarding the Imperial Palace. Their status was above that of the others. It was normal for them to be a bit arrogant.

Of course, after Zhang Yong said that, he also had a lot of complaints.

Who doesn't complain about work?

They are obviously Japanese. But they can't reveal their identity.

Sometimes, when they are encountered by Japanese people who don't know the truth, they have to obediently act like a grandson. Why? I am also Japanese!

Why do I have to pretend to be Chinese and take the beating and the abuse?

Hagah...

Zhang Yong chattered on and on, chatting with the other person.

Until Ba Tiger and Xiong Ba and the others emptied all the stored weapons and ammunition. Then they retreated.

'My hometown, the situation is not good right now...'

'What's wrong?'

'Alas. It's hard to explain. I've heard some bad rumours.'

'What kind of rumours?'

'Someone shouted the slogan 'Respect the Emperor, get rid of the villains'...'

'What?'

'They're planning to kill all the current ministers. They think the current ministers are ruining the country...'

'What?'

The Japanese spy was shocked.

Where had he heard this news?

Was there going to be a rebellion?

Respect the Emperor, get rid of the villains? What a shocking slogan...

'I'm leaving now.'

'If you ever come back to Sapporo, I'll treat you to the famous Ishikari hotpot...'

Zhang Yong reluctantly said goodbye to his Japanese spy.

He turned around. Once the Japanese spy couldn't see him anymore, he immediately took off running.

Actually, there was no need to do that.

The Japanese spy, whose name Zhang Yong didn't even know, was still feeling dizzy and confused.

There was so much going on up there! He felt like he knew too much. Then he felt sorry for himself. He knew nothing. How pitiful.

So...

He was disheartened. He was depressed.

The thought of what his future held made him feel even more suffocated.

He didn't even bother to care about the weapons and ammunition being removed.

'Shao Long.'

'Shao Long!'

Zhang Yong, Ba Laohu and Xiong Ba were relieved to receive the news.

The group hurriedly left Tang Village.

They didn't slow down until they had run for a full kilometre.

Many were exhausted. They had to rest. There was no choice, they were carrying too much weaponry and ammunition.

Especially the ammunition. Two boxes per person was already a very heavy burden.

'How many weapons and ammunition were moved?'

'Over 500 rifles. 15 light machine guns. Over 100,000 rounds of ammunition.'

'That's so little?'

'Is that little?'

Xiong Ba and Ba Laohu looked at each other.

Not enough? It's plenty! Don't be so greedy!

A few hundred guns and a hundred thousand rounds of ammunition is a huge amount. Xiong Ba would have laughed in his sleep.

His anti-Japanese blade army was, technically speaking, a ragtag bunch. When had it ever been so well-equipped? Apart from the lack of mortars and heavy machine guns, they had everything.

'Shaolong, how should we divide the weapons and ammunition?' Xiong Ba couldn't wait to ask.

'Give me three light machine guns. You can take the rest with you,' Zhang Yong said quickly, 'and it would be best if you left Tianjin immediately tonight.'

'You only want three light machine guns?'

'More would be useless.'

'Thank you then.'

Xiong Ba was overjoyed. He was deeply excited.

He was going to pay for the weapons and ammunition, but in the end he didn't have to.

He just went straight to the traitor and took it from him.

The whole process was really thrilling. The final harvest was mind-blowing.

Even now, he still doesn't understand how Zhang Yong managed to fool the enemy. The enemy clearly saw the weapons and ammunition being taken away.

But no one asked any questions. It was as if this had nothing to do with them.

Thinking about it now, it's really weird.

Unscientific.

Very unscientific.

But it's all true.

Zhang Yong suddenly raised his hand. Indicating that there was something going on.

Everyone immediately crouched down.