Koho and Wankura Toshiro arrived in Vladivostok, the terminus of the Trans-Siberian Railway, two days later. Arriving at the train station to greet Wankura and Koho was Taro Hashimoto, the military attache of the Japanese Consulate in Vladivostok.

Taro Hashimoto is obviously familiar with Toshiro Wankura, so as soon as they get in the car, the two of them talk and laugh.

"Wankura-kun, would you like to meet your old friend Captain Tachibana Turbine?" Taro Hashimoto asked with a smile.

Captain Tachibana was also a military attaché in the consulate in the Soviet Union. But he represented the Navy. Since Vladivostok was the seat of the Soviet Far Eastern Fleet, the position of the captain of the Tachibana turbine was critical.

Taro Hashimoto represented the Japanese Army as a military attache here, and due to the contradictions between the Japanese Army and the Navy, the relationship between Taro Hashimoto and Captain Tachibana was also delicate.

"Did something happen to Captain Tachibana?" Wankura asked sensitively.

"Half a month ago, a Navy miniature submarine sneaked into the military port of Vladivostok and was discovered by the Soviets. If the submarine dives, the water depth in the bay is too shallow, and throwing a few depth charges will surely die. So the miniature submarine surfaced and fled with all its might. Taro Hashimoto said with a smile on his face. There was no sadness or nervousness on his face, but rather a little schadenfreude.

"What happened?" Toshiro Wankura asked. Although he knew that the result should not be good.

"Caught up by the destroyers of the Soviet Navy, it sank in a few shots." Taro Hashimoto's face was a little heavy at this time.

"Everybody's dead?" Toshiro Wankura asked again.

"It's all dead, and the secret code book has also been fished out by the Soviet divers." Taro Hashimoto said with a sigh.

"Captain Tachibana is busy right now." Toshiro Wankura said.

"The problem is that the submarine is lost, and the people on it are all dead. The codebook was given to the Soviets. You're still at a loss. The Soviets protested strongly. Taro Hashimoto shook his head and said.

For a long time, the Japanese Army had regarded the Russians as its imaginary enemy. And the Japanese Navy took the US Navy as an imaginary enemy. It is not possible to move in two directions on both legs. This is also the root cause of the contradictions between the Japanese army and navy.

"Hasn't the Navy always focused on the U.S. Navy? Why did you suddenly become interested in the Soviet Navy? Toshiro Wankura asked puzzled.

"I don't know, who knows what those idiots have in mind." Taro Hashimoto shook his head and said.

The car entered the consulate. Toshiro Wankura and Xiaobao handed over the codebook first. To be safe, passwords must be changed over a period of time, so the codebook needs to be rewritten.

The secret information that the consulate is going to give to Wankura and Xiaobao will be handed over when they are leaving, and in order to keep it secret, it will be handed over when they leave.

Toshiro Wankura and Po are arranged to rest in different rooms.

Shortly after Toshiro Wankura entered his room, an officer wearing a Japanese Navy uniform walked into his room.

"Tachibana-kun, why do you still have time to come and see me now?" Wankura asked with a smile after seeing the person coming clearly.

"I knew you already knew about submarines. Do you Kwantung Army want to see jokes about our Navy? Captain Tachibana said with a wry smile.

"I also used to be in the fifth section of the Naval Command Department. How can you look at your jokes. Toshiro Wankura replied.

The fifth section of the Japanese Navy is dedicated to intelligence against the United States.

"Since you say so, then I have some hope for this time." Captain Tachibana said, with a look of anticipation in his eyes.

"What do you want to do?" Wankura asked vigilantly all of a sudden.

"Actually, it is not the first time that a submarine of the Navy has entered the port of Vladivostok. Now it looks like the Soviets turned a blind eye to the past. Deliberately emboldened us. And then they will attack us. Captain Tachibana said.

"This time the impact is too bad, too humiliating and too embarrassing. But now that we are in the hands of the Soviets, what should we do? Captain Tachibana said helplessly.

"What conditions did the Soviets offer?" Toshiro Wankura asked.

"They want superchargers, superchargers on aircraft engines." Captain Tachibana replied.

"This is something that can never be promised to the Soviets." Toshiro Wankura replied.

Due to the rapid development of technology, airplanes are flying higher and higher. But the air at high altitudes is thin, and aviation fuel is not burned sufficiently. So the technicians designed the air booster.

In this regard, American technology is top-notch.

Because of the special relationship between the United States and Great Britain, the United States sent Britain a batch of such pressurizers. Japanese intelligence officers racked their brains to disguise themselves and sneak into the ship transporting the superchargers and steal two of them.

Later, he was sent back to Japan with great difficulty. It is now secretly imitated by Mitsubishi's aircraft manufacturing plant. The Soviets don't know how to know, and now that's what they want.

"I also know that this technology is so valuable that it will be difficult for Japan to agree to this request. I came to you this time to find out if the Kwantung Army had any Soviets in its hands? You can use it to settle the matter. Captain Tachibana looked at Wankura Toshiro with a blank look and said.

Wankura Toshiro thought about it and shook his head.

Even if the intelligence department of the Kwantung Army had something in exchange with the Soviets, it was unlikely that it would be used to help the Japanese Navy, a nasty guy who always contradicted the Kwantung Army.

Since the Soviet Union and Japan still maintained a semblance of friendship, there were sporadic departures from Vladivostok to Japanese ports and to Pusan in North Korea or Shanghai in China. These are now in the hands of the Japanese.

On the third day after arriving in Vladivostok, Toshiro Wankura and Kobo boarded a ship from Vladivostok to Busan, North Korea, with secret information. When you get to Busan, you will be on the territory of the Japanese themselves.

"Xiao Baojun, when I return to Harbin, I will suggest to the senior management that you have to experience a few more times. Then you can perform such tasks alone. Wankura said to Xiaobao.

Xiaobao didn't care about carrying out such a task. But thinking of Zhang Fengguang, who was waiting for him, watching him run around the world, he would definitely die in a hurry.

"I follow the orders of the chief." Xiaobao replied without hesitation.

"When you return to Harbin, I invite you to a delicious meal in a Russian restaurant." Wankura Toshiro invited Xiaobao.

Xiaobao suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. After so many days, Soviet intelligence officers may have sharpened their knives and prepared for a long time. It's better for him not to go to that kind of place.

"Thank you for your kindness. How can I let you invite me to dinner, or I'll be the one to invite you. Find the best Japanese restaurant, I will treat you to this meal and see you off. Xiaobao said with a smile.