"Kameda-kun, do you really plan to cooperate with that Chen Jianqiu to carve up Hawaii?"

Honolulu, in the courtyard of the dojo of the Genyosha Society, Grand Priest Sato stood beside Masao Kameda and asked.

Kameda Masao held a Roswell bolt rifle in his hand, aimed at an empty bottle on the side of the rockery, and "banged" it was a shot.

The porcelain vase was shattered.

Kameda pulled the bolt of the gun, the bullet loaded, and he pulled the trigger.

There was another "bang", and a bottle next to it exploded again.

Grand Priest Sato couldn't help but shake his body slightly, blinked his eyes, and looked slightly embarrassed.

"That's a good gun." Kameda stroked the gun and sighed, "No wonder the pikes can't beat them in Chinatown." ”

He turned his head and suddenly asked, "I'm sorry, Priest Sato, what did you just say?" ”

"Oh, I mean, are you really going to work with those Chinese?" Grand Priest Sato stared at Kameda Masao's hand and the gun he was holding in his hand, for fear that he would raise the gun and fire again.

That's a really loud voice!

"No, Priest Sato, you misunderstood, I'm just using them, do you understand?" Kameda Masao had a serious face, "They will not only send people, but also weapons, and when we succeed, the emperor will support us!" When the time comes, those Chinese will have to listen to us! ”

"You mean, the gun you have now in your hand was provided by Chen Jianqiu, right?" Priest Sato asked.

"Hmm." Kameda replied vaguely.

"Kameda-kun, you can really be called the number one diplomatic wizard since the Meiji era, and His Excellency Okubo Ritsu is no more than that." Priest Sato sighed.

To be able to make the other party willingly ally with you when you are at a disadvantage, and to provide guns, what a good mediation skill!

Kameda Masao was expressionless as always, looking like he had hidden his merits and fame.

Of course, he would not tell Grand Priest Sato that these guns were not given to him by Chen Jianqiubai, but were sold to him at a high price.

Coupled with the indemnity in Chinatown, the Xuanyang Society spent all the money they had scavenged for more than ten years and the funds provided to them by the military department!

Chen Jianqiu promised him that not only would he provide him with these guns and ammunition, but on the day of the operation, he would also lead the Chinese soldiers to the royal palace in Honolulu!

Kameda and Genyosha have given it all this time.

However, if there is a glimmer of hope for success in despair, Kameda feels that it is worth it.

A coup d'état is a fight for guts.

As long as the knife is on the neck, no matter how powerful the hero is, he has to step down.

Oda Nobunaga, such a coaxing character, wasn't he still burned to death by Akechi Mitsuhide in Honnoji Temple?

These can't let others know that they are enduring humiliation and burden, and they are gambling big! It is by no means a loss of power and humiliation of the country!

Just as Kameda Masao was looking at the gun in his hand in a daze, Grand Priest Sato was softly calling his name again:

"Mr. Kameda? Mr. Kameda? ”

Kameda's state today doesn't seem to be quite right today, and he's been absent-minded or distracted.

Masao Kameda woke up like a dream again; "Anything else? High priest? ”

"Oh, I'd like to ask when the last time the shrine paid for the dead Genyosha members, when will we be paid?" Grand Priest Sato asked seemingly casually.

The relationship is good, the money that should be given still has to be given, and he and his Shinto priests also have to eat.

"In two days, everyone has been busy preparing for that important matter in the last few days, and I will give it to you when I am done." Kameda Masao replied with an unchanged face, not at all able to see that he and Genyosha were already so poor that they were clanging.

Grand Priest Sato wasn't too suspicious:

"I'll go back and bring the people below to pray for you again, I hope you can be successful! When the time comes, the money will be counted together. ”

While Kameda Masao was in full swing preparing for a "coup", Thurston and his Hawaiian People's Union were also preparing for their own "coup".

To some extent, Thurston's plan is much more reliable.

After all, he and Stevenson have been operating here for many years, and the members have infiltrated the government!

In terms of intelligence, Thurston first bought off the queen's close ministers, and he can be said to know the queen's itinerary for the past month or so.

Politically, members of the Hawaiian People's League who have infiltrated the kingdom's cabinet are already building momentum for the coup.

They have repeatedly criticized the Queen's misdeeds in parliament, such as the economic malaise and the lax treatment of the Japanese and other Asians, who have gradually squeezed the living space of the native islanders.

The queen sat on the throne on top of the throne, but she felt that the throne was extremely cold.

Many of the indigenous aristocrats in the cabinet were either bribed to speak for the whites; Some have been brainwashed and yearn for merger with the United States, so they are indifferent.

Among the Queen's supporters, the one who stood up against these people was a royal nobleman named Kasaba.

However, as the leader of the royalist party, this man has great ambition and talent.

And he was the one who instigated the queen to dissolve the legislative organization and change the law.

The war of words in the palace continues.

The reason Thurston was so slow to do it was because he was trying to get on with his work on the other hand.

A few weeks later, he finally succeeded.

The only soldiers of the Honolulu pikemen that the Hawaiian royal family could rely on finally had a split within themselves.

They belonged to different tribes and were led by different people.

Some of them are willing to lay down their arms and stand idly by; Some were even willing to join the coup d'état, and as an internal response, they defected in public on the day of the attack.

Only a handful of people remained loyal to the Queen.

In this way, the balance of strength is completely tilted.

The force that the queen and the royalists could rely on was only two or three hundred policemen and a few dozen members of the Guard.

Moreover, the combat effectiveness of these policemen is quite worrisome, and whether they can be mobilized in a timely manner is still a big problem.

A large rock in Thurston's heart finally fell to the ground.

Because the Hawaii People's League, on its own, has also formed a militia of one or two hundred people.

Originally, when the U.S. federal army did not intervene, relying on this militia force alone to touch those pikemen soldiers was afraid that eggs would touch stones.

But now, Thurston has some confidence.

Force is the courage of those who engage in politics! Whoever has the big fist has the final say!

He finally didn't have to listen to Stevenson's pleas for the so-called Chinese-American.

In this coup d'état, he Thurston is the protagonist, how can he let a yellow-skinned Chinese stand on the same stage as himself?

He's not qualified!

Thinking of this, Thurston felt a thousand pride in his chest.

He went back and forth with Old Pipe Dur over and over for the day's plan.

Who blocked the door, who controlled the rest of the cabinet, who followed him into the palace to take the queen, imprisoned her, and locked her up somewhere.

What made him strange was that during the whole process, the old Duer, who usually had the most opinions and scolded when he disagreed, didn't say a word.

Just smoking a pipe and nodding his head.

"Doerr, do you have any other comments?" Thurston finally couldn't help it and asked.

"Oh no, I think it's good." Durr replied, his expression not changing much.

Thurston didn't think much of it and continued to prepare.

Soon, the day set by the plan finally arrived.

(End of chapter)