"Master Yao, do you have a map of Shanghai?" Zheng Long did not refuse, and directly asked for the map, ready to discuss the specific deployment with Yao Bingbing.

"Yes!" Yao Glacier answered, got up and went to the table next to him to get a map of the battle in the Songhu area.

After Zheng Long glanced at the map, he pointed to the place on the map, and the two discussed it softly.

Huangpu District, Shanghai, the most prosperous Bund north side is the naval headquarters of the concession, and then go north to Hongkou, Yangpu, including the south side of Tilanqiao until the northernmost Gongda Yarn Factory, this area is the territory of the Japanese army in Shanghai, from the headquarters of Tiantongan to Gongda Yarn Factory, and Tiantongan to Huishan Wharf, these two places have the defense line established by the Japanese army, they are connected from end to end, lined up, watching each other, and the defense is quite tight.

Among them, the Japanese naval headquarters has built a number of defensive pillboxes, which are easy to defend and difficult to attack, and the Gongda Yarn Factory is even more complex terrain, with buildings standing, and has natural advantages in defense.

Although the Japanese army was only 4,000 people on the defensive, it was not an easy task to eat hard, so it was only a blitzkrieg, which was taken by surprise, and first concentrated on a point to fight, and after breaking the Japanese defense line and eating the scattered Japanese troops around it, it was necessary to focus on attacking the difficult places.

Zheng Long and Yao Glacier talked in the room for more than two hours, and it was not until more than two o'clock in the morning that Zheng Long walked out of Yao Glacier's room.

At the same time, the command of the Japanese Navy, in the conference room.

Several Japanese officers sat in the conference room, led by a lieutenant general (division) named Hasegawa, who was the commander-in-chief of the Japanese army stationed in Shanghai, and a major general (brigade) and several adjutants sitting next to him, and the atmosphere in the conference room was slightly dull.

"According to the news from the spies, the Chinese side is about to take action against Shanghai, what do you think about this? (Japanese)" Hasegawa asked in a deep voice as he glanced around the crowd.

"I don't think the Chinese side dares to fight! (Japanese)" a Japanese soldier replied.

What do you mean by that? (Japanese)" Hirakawa Hasegawa motioned for him to continue.

"The 128 Armistice Agreement is a five-nation agreement, and I don't think the Chinese side has the courage to unilaterally tear up this agreement." The name Dazuo said reasonably, "Judging from past events, I think the Chinese side is taking precautions in advance to prevent us from adversing the opponent first, as long as we don't move, China won't move, so the initiative is on our side." (Japanese)"

"I'm against it! (Japanese)" Another Osa objected, saying, "The Chinese side has lost the North China battlefield, and our military training has broken through several Chinese cities in North China, so I don't think the Chinese side will sit idly by." (Japanese)"

"Oh!? (Japanese)" Hasegawa nodded and said, "You go on!" (Japanese)"

"I think the Chinese side will definitely wait for the opportunity to crush our army in Shanghai at any time, and we must do something, even if not take the initiative, to increase the strength of the defense. (Japanese)"

"At the same time, I believe that we should apply for more troops like the emperor, take Shanghai in one fell swoop, and then go straight to Nanjing, the national government, and never suffer in the future! (Japanese)"

"I don't think it's appropriate! (Japanese)" When the words fell, someone immediately objected, "If there is a fight in Shanghai, what will happen to the superiority of our army in North China?" Is it necessary to withdraw troops to support Shanghai? (Japanese)"

"I'm against it too...... (Japanese)"

"I agree...... (Japanese)"

Subsequently, there was chaos in the conference room of the Japanese army, and the main battle faction and the pending faction quarreled.

A few minutes later, Hasegawa slapped the table expressionlessly and said, "Silence! Quiet! (Japanese)"

The voice fell, and the conference room fell silent again.

"Kawashima, you have a relatively comprehensive grasp of the news about Shanghai, tell me your opinion. (Japanese)" After Hasegawa and the others quieted down, they looked at Yoshiko Kawashima, the only woman in the conference room at the end of the table.

Yoshiko Kawashima is the leader of all the spies and traitors scattered by the Japanese army in Shanghai, which is equivalent to the intelligence bureau of the Japanese army in Shanghai, the eyes of the Japanese army.

Yoshiko Kawashima is about thirty years old, about one meter six tall, delicate in appearance, and quite a bit of the feeling of a little girl next door, but she is such a woman, but she has an intelligence organization, and when you think about it, it makes people shudder.

"It is said that the Chinese side has transferred troops to Shanghai and started to lay out, but whether they fight or not, I have no accurate information on my side, so I can't give a judgment. (Japanese)" Yoshiko Kawashima replied lightly, saying a word of nonsense.

"I think that whether the Chinese side fights or not, you will know at a try. (Japanese)" At this time, the major general (brigade) sitting next to him said, "We are repeating our old tricks and deliberately provoking friction, if the Chinese side accepts the move, it just wants to fight, if they don't accept the move, then let's prepare and fight them first, anyway, Shanghai will fight sooner or later." (Japanese)"

"How to try? (Japanese)" Hasegawa asked with a frown.

"Do it.................. (Japanese)" The admiral pondered for a moment and began to analyze it directly.

At the same time, Joseph, the top administrator of the U.S. Embassy in Shanghai and the concession, was notified by his subordinates to get up from the bed and rush to the hospital.

The two people who were broken by Zheng Long, one of whom was the son of the embassy director, were taken to the hospital by the owner of Paramount when they were in a coma of pain on the side of the road, and then the hospital notified Joseph after confirming their identities.

At about three o'clock in the morning, Joseph walked out of the doctor's office with a blue face and trembling palms, and the result given by the doctor was that the leg bone of his right leg was crushed and ruptured, and there was no possibility of bone grafting, so he could only amputate his leg!

This means that his son, in the future, will be a waste who can only sit in a wheelchair.

Joseph was very angry, very angry, almost lost his mind, as a man of the American Republic, he was extremely proud, in this place of Shanghai, he never took anyone seriously, but today, in Shanghai, in the middle of what Joseph thought of his territory, someone actually broke his son's right leg!

The more Joseph thought about it, the more angry he became, this matter could not be endured, and the murderer had to be cut with a thousand knives.

Joseph learned from his son that the murderer was a Japanese named Watermelon Taro, who had a Southern Type 14 pistol in his hand and lived in Tentsuan.

As a soldier, how could Joseph not know that the Southern Type 14 pistol could only be worn by Japanese officers, not to mention that the other party also arrogantly left the address, which is unbearable!

This is a provocation! Naked provocation!

Half an hour later, Joseph summoned all the high-level officials and had a heated discussion about the incident.

Subsequently, everyone agreed that the Japanese army must hand over Watermelon Taro! Otherwise, go to war!