"I just can't swallow that." Although Zheng Yiqian made sense, Liu Jun also pondered for a long time, but for the United States stabbing in the back, he still slapped the table and said.

"Head, revenge, revenge." Zhong Lin, who couldn't wait for the chaos in the world, nodded beside him and said seriously.

Retaliation, hearing Zhong Lin's proposal, Liu Jun nodded with satisfaction, come and don't be rude, he was yin by the United States this time, smashed his own field, and he had to get his face back. The question is, how to retaliate. Thinking of this, Liu Jun took a few steps to the map.

Create civil strife for him, this is the reality, although the United States is suppressed by itself, but the country is still somewhat united. This will not work, and it will be easy to carry out a few terrorist attacks, but it will not satisfy your own retaliation. This road cannot be walked either.

"What do you see, when the United States forcibly seized the territory of Mexico, and chased the Indians to the mountains, these people hated the United States government very much, I heard that now on the border between the United States and Mexico, there are too many armed men, who have been trying to recapture the territory seized by the United States, why not start from this aspect." Zheng Yiqian, who was on the side, stepped forward and pointed to Mexico and said.

yes, I didn't think of that. Liu Jun suddenly found inspiration. He nodded vigorously.

Zhong Lin on the side also thought of something: "By the way, some time ago, that is, a month ago, the group of people in Mexico who had ideas about the United States contacted me, hoping that we could sell some weapons, but based on our relationship with the United States at that time, I did not agree. ”

Oh, hearing Zhong Lin say this, Liu Jun's face hurt, don't say that people are against the United States, even if he is against his own government, as long as he gives money and buys quilts, now it's good, and the cooked duck will fly away.

"Can you still find those people?" Liu Jun, who lowered his head and thought for a while, asked.

"Yes, they have a connection with our intelligence agents." Zhong Lin nodded affirmatively and stepped forward: "What does the head mean." ”

"There's no point in giving him a batch of weapons that we are about to report our losses and the weapons of the captured Japanese army for free, and if I can, I can train the troops for him. And others, such as mortars, mountain artillery or something, the price is negotiable. ”

Forget it, Zheng Yiqian, who was on the side, shook her head helplessly when she heard this, and he knew that Liu Jun had moved his heart again.

What he meant was to create some trouble for the United States on the Mexican side, but he didn't let him use this thing to sell money, but now, from Liu Jun's meaning, Zheng Yiqian knew two news, first, Liu Jun understood what he meant, and would use those armed personnel in Mexico to disrupt the United States, and the second was the last thing Zheng Yiqian wanted to hear, money.

I wanted to correct Liu Jun's words, but when I saw that these two heartless people had already squinted their eyes and began to calculate how much money they wanted to sell, they began to discuss. These two money fans, Zheng Yiqian, who shook her head and sighed, turned around and walked out, he didn't want to be taken by these two bad people and become a terrible copper smell.

Tokyo, the Imperial Palace, the once bustling and lively Imperial Palace, is now deserted. In the palace, it is rare to see groups of palace maids wearing kimonos as before. Sometimes there are only one or two people I see.

The situation is compelling. When Tokyo was bombed, Meiji knew that there were too many people in the palace after getting the news, once the palace was listed as an attack target, it would definitely be a bomb and a large number of casualties.

The Royal Palace Reception Hall. Ito Hirobumi stood in front of the door in a regular manner, and from time to time, he would stretch out his head and look inside. An hour ago, he had already suggested that Inoue Shin write the castle chapter, and he had already asked the attendant to hand it in an hour ago, and now, so much time had passed, and there was still no news of the summons, Ito Hirobumi was a little worried.

Bang, the curtain of the door slammed, and Ito Hirobumi, who was standing in front of him, moved his hand. Then he immediately raised his head, but as soon as he looked at the people who came out, Ito Hirobumi suddenly felt a hot face, the people who came out were a few disheveled palace maids, and these people were eaten by the emperor just now. In other words, the emperor did not look at his own music.

This is still the emperor I once knew, and where is the emperor who never dragged out his work back then, Ito Hirobumi couldn't figure it out. I really can't figure it out.

It seems that it is impossible to achieve the desired result today. Hirobumi Ito, who sighed, turned around and walked slowly outside.

"Prime Minister," before he reached the door, Ito Hirobumi heard a voice, which made Ito Hirobumi's heart surge suddenly, and he turned around sharply, and he saw the attendant walking out. Hurriedly taking two steps forward, Ito Hirobumi arched his hand and asked, "Attendant officer, is it summoned by the emperor?" ”

The attendant shook his head slightly, looked at the somewhat disappointed Ito Hirobumi, and said, "The Emperor did not summon you, but he has already read your suggestion and asked the lower officials to tell His Excellency the Prime Minister that everything is handled by the Prime Minister. ”

It's over, hearing this, Ito Hirobumi's heart is high, from these words, Ito Hirobumi has heard that the emperor is no longer concerned about the current situation, but has an attitude of resignation. In other words, the emperor does not care about these things.

Hey, Ito Hirobumi, who sighed, took the note from the chamberlain and was about to leave, when the chamberlain remembered something, and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Prime Minister, the emperor asks when he will be able to move to the new palace. ”

It's over, Japan is completely finished, and the leaders now don't want to take the lead, but to be the first to run away. The outcome of this war is already obvious, and it goes without saying that when the time comes, Japan will be defeated.

"Okay." I thought I would get some good news, but now that I heard this, Ito Hirobumi looked like ashes. Nodding helplessly, he turned around and walked out.

Creak, crunch, the deserted carriage was walking on the catch, and Ito Hirobumi in the carriage looked motionless at the piece in his hand in a daze. He didn't know what to do now, as the emperor threw this stall to himself again. What the hell is this bullshit emperor, Ito Hirobumi, who didn't scold the emperor for the first time, scolded resentfully in his heart.

He hated it a little, at this time, the emperor didn't care about everything, he gave it all to himself, it seemed that he was very (^o^) trusted, but in fact, he was letting himself carry the black pot.