In the office of the Prime Minister's Office, Hirobumi Ito's hands trembled gradually in the face of the map in his hand. He understands now, he let Liaodong play it, and he played it so badly.

Not to mention the damage caused by the shelling of Tokyo this time, this effect alone is that it is an attack that makes Japan a laughing stock, and the dignified capital of a country actually allows people to come and go freely, drop shells and fly away, while their own country's navy is still like a fool staying in Vladivostok waiting for people to jump into the fire pit.

The more he thought about it, the more angry Ito Hirobumi became, crumpled the telegram in his hand, and then threw it on the ground, which still didn't relieve his hatred, he stepped on it with his foot a few times, and then sat on the chair weakly and kicked his breath.

Look at it, tomorrow no, even now, Liaodong will vigorously publicize the results of this battle, snorted coldly, Ito Hirobumi stood up, today he will personally issue an order, that is, to block this news and let all newspapers refuse to publish it.

Only Ito Hirofumi thought of the matter of covering his ears and stealing the bell, but all of this was forced by Liu Jun.

"Sell newspapers, sell newspapers. Big news. The German First Fleet in Liaodong successfully shelled Tokyo, Japan. "On Lushun Street, although the weather is hot, this still can't resist the newspaper staff who pick up a newspaper and sell it.

In less than a morning, the whole of Lushun, and even the university town, knew this exciting news.

"Great, Little Japan also has today."

"The big handsome is wise and martial, and under the leadership of the big handsome, little Japan is a scum in front of the outside."

On the street and on campus, people once again resounded with joyful discussions. This shell landed on people's capitals, which was not something that had happened for hundreds of years. It's relieving to think about it.

Liaodong, once again set off a kind of worship of Liu Jun, and even in the surrounding areas, there are not a few people who have built ancestral halls for Liu Jun, but after Liu Jun knew about this matter, he ordered the local government to immediately demolish it, after all, how much ability he has, he himself knows that he is not a god, there is no need to worship himself, and how does it feel that he is incense to the dead.

Arthur Command. Liu Jungang, who was in the office, picked up a document and looked at it twice, then put it down and looked at Zheng Yiqian, who was sitting on the side: "Duan Qirui, have you been very resentful of me these days?" ”

Indeed, they summoned a few people to Lushun, but they didn't see it once, this is a person who will have resentment, but in Duan Qirui's place, it is not resentment, but feeling afraid, they always feel that they have not done a good job, which caused Liu Jun not to meet.

As soon as she heard Liu Jun mention Duan Qirui and others, Zheng Yiqian put down the things in her hand and stood up: "Do you remember their existence, in the past few days, in addition to drinking together, the three of them have been drinking together, and they have even gone to schools to give speeches in scenic spots all over Lushun. ”

It's quite free, Liu Jun smiled slightly, and stood up suddenly: "They have a good life, but after today, they won't have this leisure." ”

What do you mean? Zheng Yiqian looked at Liu Jun with a puzzled expression, could it be that this guy was envious, jealous and hateful.

"Immediately summon Duan Qirui, Feng Guozhang, and Ding Ruchang." Before Zheng Yiqian could finish thinking about it, Liu Jun said lightly.

Summoning the three of them, that is, to give the three people a task, and giving the three people a task, it is also a signal for the attack on the Japanese Far East and even North Korea, Zheng Yiqian is very clear, so she nodded slightly, Zheng Yiqian walked out and arranged for someone to inform the three of them.

Piaoxiang Building, Ding Ruchang and others, who had been cold for a few days, were bored and asked the waiter to bring a table of wine and food, and the three of them were in the room, looking at Lushun, which has become a big city in the Far East, in a daze while watching the scenery.

No one is talking, there is no one to talk to, what should be said, what should be thought, all have been thought, and what is being said, it is nothing more than why it has not been resolved, it is better to drink the pain of it.

Squeak. The door of the closed room was pushed open, and the three people who were holding their wine glasses and drinking stuffy wine raised their heads, and saw a person wearing an army uniform with the rank of colonel walking up to Ding Ruchang and the others, and after saluting, he opened the dark green document book in his hand: "The marshal has an order, please go to the headquarters immediately to discuss important matters." ”

Finally waited for this day, thinking of this, the three of them were secretly glad that they hadn't been with each other for a long time, otherwise they would have to be ugly today.

Squeak, the three stools were pushed back by people almost at the same time, and after tidying up their clothes, they turned around and walked out of the Piaoxiang Building, and under the protection of the guards below, they went to the Lushun headquarters.

Chengdu, the sky is actually drizzling, which makes Zhang Zhidong, who is working in the military aircraft department, a little unaccustomed, he doesn't like this kind of weather, one is to make people feel a little depressed, and the other is his legs, once it rains, it will be extremely uncomfortable and painful.

Hey, sighing, Zhang Zhidong raised his head and looked outside, it was obvious that the rain was much heavier now than just now, and even the eaves began to drip rain.

In the haze, he saw a fat and staggered figure, holding up a black umbrella, walking this way.

Standing up, squinting his eyes, Zhang Zhidong walked to the door, and only then did he realize that this fat man was actually Song Pan, the governor of Sichuan.

How? Could it be that there is something wrong with the Tibetan side again, this has just been suppressed, not to mention watching Songpan's pace go a little fast, and he also picked up a telegram in his hand.

"Nak." Songpan, who came in, put the umbrella on the ground at once, and called Zhang Zhidong.

Strange thing, this Songpan is also a person who has experienced strong winds and rains, why is he so rude today. Zhang Zhidong, who had been observing, thought suspiciously, and he found that Songpan's hand was trembling.

"Lord Zhongtang, an urgent telegram from Liaodong intelligence officers." Songpan didn't pay attention to Zhang Zhidong's gaze, but raised the telegram in his hand.

Could it be that Liaodong is going to attack himself, thinking of this, Zhang Zhidong took a few steps back to his position and sat down, he was worried that if Songpan said that the result was this, then he would not be able to bear it.

"Say." Zhang Zhidong, who adjusted his emotions, said quietly.

"Lord Nakado, the intelligence officer of Liaodong has called, and the combined fleet formed by the Northeast Liaoning Ocean Naval Division and Germany shelled Tokyo the night before yesterday."

Weng Zhangzhidong obviously didn't understand, so he stretched his neck: "What do you say, you are saying it again." ”

"The First Fleet, formed by the Beiyang Naval Division and the Germans, shelled Tokyo at about one o'clock the night before." Songpan was a little excited, and said word by word.

Smack, hearing the news, Zhang Zhidong stood up in the afternoon, "What you said is true?" ”