Cicada Moving

Chapter 729 Comrade (two in one)

 A few days later.

Time has entered 1936 unknowingly, and the entire Tokyo is shrouded in prosperity and peace, without any signs of the chaos of the previous period.

 During this period, Zuo Zhong became more and more familiar with the Japs of the First Division. He also met some "new friends" and learned a lot of little secrets.

For example, the opponent's mutiny operation has entered the final stage of implementation. For example, the adjutant of the first brigade, Xiang Tian Qingzhen, is frantically looking for teammates.

Qingjun's enthusiasm alone is not enough. There are many troops inside and outside Tokyo. Without enough troops, it is impossible to realize their plan.

 After all, they don’t have teammates like Li Daming War God, Yuci Opener, Jinglong, and no one to help the mutiny troops open the gate of the imperial palace.

 At present, there are less than 1,000 people confirmed to have participated in the operation. Most of them are new recruits who have only been in the army for one year, and their combat effectiveness is very weak.

The composition of the personnel is also very complex, coming from the First Division, Guards Division, Artillery School, Flight School, and Army Training School.

 To use an idiom, it can be described as a mob. No rational person would have any illusions about action, but the Japanese think I have the advantage.

 Zuo Zhong was recording the other party's plan honestly on the side, and reported it to Ono Satoshi every day after returning to Tokyo Daily News.

He did not hide this matter from Xiang Tian Qingzhen and others. The reason was that if he wanted to deceive those cunning chaebol reactionaries, he had to provide some dry information.

The other party felt that it made sense and was satisfied with his openness, but asked him to blur key information.

 Like action time,

 Action staff,

 Attack line, etc.

 Actually, they will not tell Zuo Zhong this information. It just seems more professional. After all, it is the first time for everyone to rebel and they have no experience, so it is understandable.

On the other side, when Ono Cong heard that someone in the army wanted to oust the emperor, he acted very calmly. He seemed to have known about it for a long time, which was expected by Zuo Zhong.

　　If you say that the Japanese intelligence agencies, the ruling faction, and the chaebol have not placed spies in the army, you will not believe it even if they are beaten to death. A huge amount of money can buy everything you want.

There is no one in this world that cannot be bribed, it’s just that the price is not enough. No one will be tempted by 10,000 yen, but as for 100,000 yen, or 200,000 yen, there will always be someone willing to cooperate.

 So Ono Satoshi just asked Zuo Zhong to continue to observe, and report immediately as soon as there was definite information. He was not interested in who was involved in the mutiny.

This is a smart man who understands that the more he knows, the more dangerous he is. It is not uncommon in Japanese history for things like rabbits to die and dogs to be cooked.

But Zuo Zhong was in danger. Regardless of whether the mutiny was successful or not, what awaited him in the end was probably a hot bullet or an accident.

 Society is a big stage.

 Everyone is acting.

No, when the time entered February, the actions of people like Xiang Tian Qingzhen became bigger and bigger, and Ono Satoshi once again made a big deal for Zuo Zhong.

“Okamoto-kun, don’t be afraid, you are a reporter from Tokyo Daily News, those red deer don’t dare to do anything to you, hurry up and get the news.

The head of the Matsumoto family is very pleased to hear that you are willing to risk your life to collect evidence of rebellious officials and traitors. You are a big shot.

If you can get the other party's appreciation, your future prospects are limitless. Maybe it won't be long before I call you Vice Minister Okamoto. "

He smiled and said nonsense that he didn't believe, and sighed secretly in his heart. If the matter wasn't so important, he really wouldn't be willing to let such a good subordinate take the blame.

 But who made Okamoto appear in the wrong place at the wrong time? Being picked by those plutocrats, he could only accept his fate. It was impossible to escape and protect himself wisely.

Sacrificing one person's happiness for everyone is a very cost-effective deal. At the worst, you can just invite a few more virtuous monks to chant sutras and preach afterwards, and it will not be in vain.

 Matsumoto family?

 Zuo Zhong always felt that he had heard these four words somewhere, and when he thought about it carefully, he thought it was not the family to which the son-in-law Takaki Ikuta in the White Blood Cell Project belonged.

At that time, the head of the Matsumoto family, the father-in-law of Ikuta Takaki, decisively gave up on this guy. It can be seen that the other person is a person who will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals.

There will never be any consequences when dealing with such people, especially when doing dirty work, not to mention that it involves such a sensitive case as Qing Junzhi, where killing and silencing is a normal operation.

 As for the military not daring to touch him?

 Bah!

Xiangtian Qingzhen and others all planned to support Tianlu's younger brother Prince Yongren to ascend the throne if necessary. What else could they dare not to do? They really regarded the mutiny as just a family act.

Although these people are a little confused, even a fool knows that this is a shocking event of beheading. Let alone a small reporter, anyone can be forced to do it.

Resisting the urge to spit on Ono Satoshi, Zuo Zhong bowed his head respectfully to show his obedience, and decided to suggest that Xiang Tian make the Tokyo Daily News one of his target points.

 At that time, I must entertain Mr. Vice Minister well. If I can’t wait until I return to Jinling, I can find a few more masters to perform a few rituals for him, and I will thank him for his help.

"hehe."

The two people with evil intentions looked at each other with a smile on their face, and chatted for a few more words. Zuo Zhong saw that the time was almost up, and then said goodbye and turned around to leave.

Ono Satoshi watched the door being closed, his smiling face turned solemn, he lowered his eyelids and thought for several minutes, then stood up, put on his coat and walked out quickly.

Staff members coming and going in the corridor stopped to say hello when they saw him, but he waved casually without any intention of saying hello, and hurriedly went downstairs and walked out of the courtyard.

As the deputy director of the press department of a major newspaper, Satoshi Ono's way of traveling is more upscale than that of the young reporter Okamoto. A beautiful taxi drove him away quickly.

 Behind a window upstairs, Zuo Zhong folded his arms and shook his head helplessly. This Ono Satoshi, why should he be so anxious to ask for credit? He can't even wait for a few hours.

You have to come to the door late at night, or at least rush to the door after dark. Only in this way can the matter appear urgent and maximize the credit. You are still politically immature.

But what he didn't know was that the taxi drove for a while and slowly stopped on the side of the road. Ono jumped out of the car nimbly, and the driver reported an address without looking back expressionlessly.

"Thanks."

  Ono Satoshi handed over a banknote and whispered back, then immediately turned and walked into an alley. This was a shabby slum area that had nothing to do with the chaebol.

Walking in the cesspools and narrow alleys strewn with garbage, he looked at the ragged citizens with disheveled faces, his eyes filled with sadness. This was the Empire of Japan.

Dickens once said in "A Tale of Two Cities" that this was the best of times and the worst of times.

  Japan at this time was like Great Britain in the 19th century. Ordinary people could not enjoy the benefits of rising national power.

The entire society is increasingly divided into two fundamentally and absolutely opposing classes. The British have colonies all over the world to ease this contradiction, but what about the Japanese?     Rely on foreign aggression?

Pinning a country's hopes on expansion is an extremely dangerous behavior. This is not the Age of Discovery, and any mistake in launching a war will result in a shipwreck and loss of life.

The spread and emergence of the consciousness of national independence has made it very difficult for foreigners to completely occupy a country with a dominant ethnic group. The impact of the establishment of Mite Island proves this.

Due to Japan's withdrawal from the League of Nations, it has been unprecedentedly isolated internationally. Its economy has declined and people are uneasy. The domestic situation is like a powder keg, and any spark will explode.

Furthermore, both China and Japan are oppressed by Western powers, and the people at the bottom are also exploited by big capitalists and big landowners. They should help each other instead of tearing each other apart.

Ono Satoshi thought of this, with a resolute face and firm steps as he walked deeper into the messy residential area. His retreating back was reflected in the dirty puddles.

 The strong wind knows the strong grass,

 When the country is in chaos, loyal ministers will be seen.

Whenever a country is in crisis, there will be some patriots who will stand up without hesitation, even if they are trying to stop the chariot. This was the case in the Republic of China, and it was also the case in Japan.

 A few minutes later, Ono Satoshi came outside a simple grocery store. He looked around carefully, raised his hand and knocked on the shabby sliding door, and asked.

 “Excuse me, is anyone here?”

There was no response inside the house. The cold wind blowing from the sea passed over the eaves and the wind chimes made a tinkling sound, which was heard far away in the bleak streets.

Ono Satoshi waited for a while and knocked on the door anxiously again. He could only come here on the way to the Matsumoto family and time was very tight.

These chaebols don’t have a fuel-efficient light. Abnormal movements will definitely arouse suspicion, and joints must be hidden in reasonable action trajectories.

In the distance, a little young man selling cigarettes passed by with a shout. There was finally movement in the house, and a sound of footsteps came from far away.

　　Wow~

The door was opened a small crack, a pair of vigilant eyes looked up and down at Ono Satoshi through the crack, and then said expressionlessly.

“We are closed today. If you need to buy something, please come back tomorrow, or turn right at the intersection, there is another grocery store there.”

The speaker is about thirty years old, wearing an old suit and a pair of half-worn leather shoes, which looks a bit eye-catching in the traditional Japanese architecture.

Ono Satoshi's pupils shrank and he frowned involuntarily. Comrades who had returned from abroad were too inexperienced. It was easy for the enemy to see flaws in this kind of appearance.

This thought flashed through his mind, and then he smiled: "Yamamoto-kun, I was introduced by Itai-kun. I have something important to report. Please take care of me when we meet for the first time."

 “So you just want to come in quickly!”

 Behind the door, the person whom Satoshi Ono called Yamamoto was overjoyed when he heard this. He quickly opened the door halfway and welcomed him in. He looked outside and then closed the door.

 “Comrade Ono.”

 “Comrade Yamamoto.”

After pushing the door and closing it, the two held each other's hands tightly, tears of excitement filled their eyes. Working in the heart of the enemy, the happiest thing is to meet comrades.

 Yamamoto felt the warmth in his hands and was filled with emotions. In just three years, he had grown from a laid-off worker to a proletarian fighter.

  (from Section 63 Sensation)

　　From the United States to Japan, from the ignorant oppressed to the life-defying pioneers who vowed to liberate all mankind, the encounters in life are really wonderful and incredible.

All this is thanks to Mr. Itai’s careful teachings. It was the other party who made him understand that the culprit of the tragedy that happened to him was the **** chaebol devil.

Yamamoto thought a lot in the blink of an eye, and spoke seriously about the business: "Comrade Ono, this is the emergency contact point of the organization, and it is related to the safety of many comrades.

 According to discipline, no one is allowed to activate it without authorization unless there is anything particularly important. This is responsible for yourself and the cause we are engaged in.

 As the head of intelligence in Tokyo, you should know the seriousness of this matter. I hope you can give a reasonable explanation, otherwise I will report it to my superiors. "

The social beast Yamamoto, who became disheartened after being reprimanded by his white boss, is gone. He is replaced by Yamamoto, an underground party member who strictly abides by discipline and stands firm.

 “There is an emergency.”

 Ono Satoshi understood Yamamoto’s concerns and directly explained the purpose of his visit without being lengthy: “According to the intelligence sent by the Zaibatsu, the officers of the Imperial Faction have decided to launch a mutiny in the near future.

The demand is to eliminate high-level officials and supporters of the ruling faction, or to kill the leader of the reactionaries, Tian Locust, and support a new Tian Locust to continue launching aggressive wars.

 The specific number of people is about a thousand, and most of the personnel are from the First Division and the Guards Division. The specific personnel and weapons information is here. I have to leave immediately. "

After saying that, he took out the pen from the outer pocket of his jacket, took off the cap of the pen, took out a piece of paper and handed it to Yamamoto, then opened the door and prepared to leave the emergency contact point.

 “bridge beans sack.”

When Yamamoto heard the news, his face suddenly changed, and he softly stopped Satoshi Ono: "Wait a minute, you can't leave empty-handed and go to the shelves to pick up some in-demand prohibited goods.

  mine is a black market den to the outside world, specializing in selling Omega goods. It is more reasonable for you to leave with your things. The plutocrats are everywhere, so please be careful. "

He knew that this matter was of great importance and he could not leave any omissions. Although there were security posts outside to monitor, it was not a bad thing to be cautious. The most fearful thing was to be careless.

"OK."

  Ono Satoshi thought for a while and felt that the other party was right. He dropped 10 yen, took another bottle of red wine, put it in a paper bag and walked out of the grocery store, walking quickly towards the direction he came from.

On the way, he also figured out why Yamamoto dressed up like this, dealt in Western goods, and his words and deeds were not Westernized but suspicious, and the only trace of worry disappeared.

At the same time, knowing that there were comrades behind him to support him, he gained a little more strength, his waist straightened unconsciously, and his face became more cheerful.

As Ono Satoshi slowly walked away, another person's voice suddenly sounded in the grocery store: "Send someone to protect Ono Satoshi to ensure his safety and prevent the enemy from doing evil."

A man with a sanitary beard walked out from behind the screen in the house and came to the window while talking, thinking about something in his mind.

 “Hai, Mr. Banjing.”

Yamamoto bent down slightly. This person was Itai who led him onto the road to death, and then he made a gesture to the young man selling cigarettes.

 Look at the author’s words

I just got home in the morning and went to Chongqing for a few days of fieldwork. I saw some memorial halls and old buildings, which brought me into Zuo Chong. I walked in this city for a long time. My body was tired but my spirit was very full. I coded a chapter on the plane and on the road. , I don’t know how to be a eunuch. It will be updated from time to time in the next few days. If you have a chance, you can read it. Single chapters will be released when stable updates are restored.

These days are the most relaxing days after graduating from college. You don’t have to think about anything, just strolling around. Thank you for your understanding.

 (End of this chapter)