"I don't need to keep posting newspapers tomorrow."

"It's a pity!"

Northern Review.

Tian Liu'er took the last silver dollar and sighed in his heart.

The good deal of picking up money is gone.

At first, Tian Liuer thought that the deal was very dangerous.

After all, he is working under the hands of the Locust Army, he is a dog of the Locusts Army, and he is also the lowest level, hiding from the Locusts Army to post the Xinhua News banned by the Locust Army under the noses of the Locust Army.

If you're not careful, you'll lose your head.

He was even ready to take the money and run away.

But after some guidance, Tian Liuer realized that in fact, he only needed to contribute some money to greatly avoid risks.

That is, take your own money and find someone else to do the work.

And these days, it is not easy to make money in Beiping, just give some money, and some people are willing to work.

Even if it's a head-scratching job like pasting a newspaper banned by the locust army.

Starving to death and being caught and killed by the locust army are both death, the former is certain to die, and the latter is not necessarily.

How to choose, there is no need to say more.

"However, we can continue to work together in the future."

Then, the words of the person in front of him made Tian Liu'er's eyes light up again.

This is a real God of Wealth!

The magnanimity of the shot, the locusts army did not even deserve iron shoes.

"Or a newspaper?"

Tian Liu'er asked.

"Yes."

The visitor nodded:

"It's still the old price."

"Good!"

Tian Liu'er's eyes were full of anticipation.

After the person left, Tian Liu'er's mind suddenly flooded.

In the future, there will still be buying and selling, and newspapers will still be posted.

Could it be··

He suddenly thought of a possibility.

"Impossible!"

Tian Liu'er suddenly muttered to herself.

This person is obviously from the Eighth Route Army, and since the other party still thinks that the newspaper needs to be posted, there is only one possibility.

The Eighth Route Army really killed Miyano Michiichi.

Otherwise, he continued to post newspapers in the North Commentary, and the command was used as a joke by the Japanese and the common people.

But Michichi Miyano was a Japanese general.

Dignitary!

Bit high!

This kind of person, let alone going out, is protected by more than 100 devils, surrounded by front and back, not to mention assassination, even if a mosquito wants to fly over and get close to Miyano Road to suck blood, I'm afraid it will be difficult.

With advance notice from the Eighth Route Army, the guard force will only be stronger.

Can you still be killed like this?

The Eighth Route Army is so powerful?

Thinking of the money he had earned from the Eighth Route Army in the past ten days, Tian Liu'er squinted his eyes gradually, and suddenly felt that the possibility was very high.

"I'm afraid the newspaper in the back is not so easy to post."

Tian Liu'er suddenly narrowed her eyes.

If Miyano Michichi, the devil general, was really killed by the Eighth Route Army, then the Japanese are afraid that the Japanese will be more strict in the newspaper that records this.

"Gotta figure figure out."

However, Tian Liuer did not give up, but began to think of a safer way to post it.

He has already tasted the sweetness of this money.

···

"Report, no anomalies found."

"Strange!"

"Where the hell did these newspapers come from?"

Looking at the summary of the blockade investigation data in his hand about the recent entry into the North Review, who had just returned from the front army combat meeting, a drop of cold sweat slipped down Naoto Matsuzaki's forehead.

Miyano Chief of Staff Tamasha is already a fact.

even

Even his head was taken away by Dirt Eight Road.

It's a great shame.

Although the locusts commit suicide all year round, they will find the wrong person to cut off their heads, but they will find someone to sew it up afterwards, and the head is still there, and the soul can return to the nine-stage board.

That's not the point.

The point is that if the head is gone, the newspapers of the Eighth Route Army will inevitably publish it, and the chief of staff Miyano appears all year round, and it cannot be denied.

Once the matter is exposed, where will the locust army put its face?

How much will morale suffer?

How serious will it be on law and order?

Therefore, at this operational meeting, Commander Tada Jun strictly ordered that the way for any newspaper to enter the Northern Review be blocked, and not a single one should be spared.

It is impossible to block newspapers.

Naoto Matsuzaki is well aware.

As long as the Tuba Road wanted to transport newspapers to the north, it would be impossible to block it.

But...

More than 10,000 newspapers entered the Beijing Review, and he investigated for ten days, and there were still no clues, how is this possible?

"Unless, the means of transportation used by Tuba Road are beyond the scope of my investigation."

Naoto Matsuzaki, as the head of an agency who had received rigorous military education and intelligence education, quickly continued to advance his thinking.

"Someone."

Subsequently, he called his subordinates:

"Let's go to the area around Beiping and investigate."

···

Day 11.

The day after Michiichi Miyano was killed.

Tokyo.

Devil's base camp.

The base camp meeting was held again, and almost all the important ministers of the devil country rushed here, including King Hiroko of Fushimi Palace, and Prince Zaihito of Kanin Palace, the two people behind the devil's navy and army.

"This..."

A group of devil ministers looked at the Yangquan in North China in their hands, and the situation of Miyano Road being attacked, they all frowned.

Who are they?

An important minister of the Great Japanese Empire, and it can even be said that he is a general.

Just a major general's jade shattered.

The chief of staff of a local front, Yu Sha.

It's not even worth the discussion.

But the problem is...

"I reported it in advance, how could I still be killed?"

"Yangquan's security is such a waste?"

"What is Yoshio Shinozuka doing?"

"No wonder, the security in North China has always been a mess, no wonder the empire's military station plan has never been able to advance, how can such a group of fools complete the empire's strategic plan?"

A devil minister frowned, and his tone was very dissatisfied.

Mitsumasa Yonechi took a look, although this person is an army faction, he is also a southbound faction, and he is a hardcore southbound faction, and he has been sparing no effort to push the empire southward.

"According to the information."

Someone immediately explained and refuted:

"Yoshio Shinozuka's security is very tight, and the reason why Miyano Michiichi will be killed seems to be that the enemy has mastered the detailed location of Miyano Michiichi."

"Officer's detailed location?"

When the words fell, the devil ministers who had already read the information in detail frowned.

Although in their eyes, just Miyano Michiichi is no different from an ordinary captain.

However, that's also the general.

Including the reserve and logistics departments, there were no more than 3,500 imperial generals.

And it is a major general with real power.

Security must be very strict, and there is a special person responsible for keeping the whereabouts confidential.

"And."

Mitsumasa Yonechi joined the conversation to avoid turning into a struggle between the southbound and conservative factions at this meeting:

"Before the incident, because of this local armed force of the Republic of China entrenched in North China, the newspapers of the Eighth Route Army publicized and created momentum, and the First Army strengthened the security of Miyano Daoichi."

"And."

After a pause, Mitsumasa Minei accentuated his tone:

"According to the battle report, a small group of attackers of the Eighth Route Army infiltrated almost precisely into the position where Miyano Michiichi was evading."

"This..."

Suddenly, a group of devils and important ministers looked at each other.

"Plus the previous incident of the capture of the three wing flags. Description··"

Prime Minister Mitsumasa Minechi continued:

"Or, the enemy has some kind of reconnaissance technique that the empire cannot understand, is able to know the imperial wing flag, the location of the officers."

"Or..."

"Inside the Imperial military, infiltrated by the enemy into a sieve."

“····”

The devils and important ministers fell silent one after another.

Some kind of occult reconnaissance technique?

and

Inside the Imperial military, infiltrated into a sieve?

They don't need to think twice to know which scenario is more likely.

At the end of the meeting, Mitsumasa Yonechi accomplished his purpose and focused all the eyes of the base camp on the battlefield of the Republic of China, weakening the attention of the southbound faction, and.

"Let me go to the Republic of China?"

Tokyo.

Ishihara looked at the appointment in his hand and was stunned.

The famous Chinese thoroughfare Ishihara was sent to the reserve because of his opposition to large-scale invasion of China and his disagreement with Hideki Tojo, who was the commander of the Kwantung Army at the time.

After all, Tojo was also a minister.

The influence is far greater than that of Ishihara Waner, and now that the large-scale invasion of the Republic of China has become a settlement, it is very difficult for Prime Minister Mitsumasa Yonechi to activate Ishihara Waner.

Fortunately, Miyano Michiichi gave Mitsumasa Yonechi a chance this time, allowing him to use Ishihara Wan'er, this China expert.

"Go investigate the seizure of the wing flag and the shattering of Miyano Road."

When Ishihara came to the Prime Minister's Office, his eyes widened when he heard these series of classified information.

"Three Wing Flags Captured?"

"Chief of Staff of the North China Front, Michichi Miyano was accurately killed by the Eighth Route Army under heavy protection?"

"How is this possible?"

Ishihara was incomprehensible.

Michichi Miyano was killed, and it is understandable that there may be an internal ghost within the empire who leaked Miyano Michiichi's location to the Eighth Route Army.

Coupled with the pretense of cleverness called Yamamoto, it gave the Eighth Route Army a chance.

But three of the Wing Flags were captured...

How could the flag of the three different wings be captured?

This is not something that can be done with strong strength, unless it can completely destroy the flag protection team almost the wing headquarters in an instant, otherwise the command can also issue an order to burn the wing flag at the last moment.

unless

"Something went wrong with Imperial intelligence?"

Ishihara looked at Mitsumasa Yonechi in front of him.

Because he was sent to the reserves, he had no access to the secret information of the recent empire.

"Yes."

Mitsumasa Yonechi nodded.

Then, he handed over a large stack of confidential information about the Eighth Route Army's acquisition of a large amount of supplies and the disastrous defeat of the 27th Division to Ishihara Waner.

"Hehe..."

Looking at the stack of confidential information in his hand, Ishihara couldn't help but sneer.

Within the Empire, a large part of the classified intelligence is information on the defeat of the Empire.

And in the open intelligence, there is either big news of the military's victory, or false news, so that the whole empire is immersed in a huge bubble of lies.

"Ishihara-kun."

"Get rid of it!"

Mitsumasa Yonechi and even Ishihara's ability, bowed and pleaded.

"Hey!"

"I'll do my best!"

Ishihara also responded in a serious tone.

Although he was not accustomed to some of the actions within the empire, he did not want the empire to decline.

"Let's go as soon as possible."

"I will let the Republic of China send troops to fully cooperate with you."

Mitsumasa Yonechi breathed a sigh of relief.

With Ishihara, a China expert, I think I should be able to find some clues.

···

Taiyuan.

Yamamoto, dressed in casual clothes, sat in his office, rarely dazed.

I can't hide my dazedness.

This is very rare for Yamamoto, who always has a serious face, a serious tone, and even a very serious look in his eyes.

The guards on the side glanced at their captain, their mouths opened, and they didn't speak,

Miyano's chief of staff, the jade shatter, gave Yamamoto a huge blow.

"Special operations?"

After a long time, Yamamoto suddenly muttered to himself.

The jade shattering of the chief of staff of Michiichi Miyano in Yangquan made Yamamoto confused for the first time about the special operation that he had promoted all his life.

He tried his best to use the security measures arranged by thousands of people, because of an intelligence leak, the chief of staff of Miyano Yu shattered Yangquan, and even his head was lost.

No matter how Yamamoto deduces, he has found that Peculi's special operations theory has never been able to prevent this kind of thing from happening.

"Dazuo."

At this time, a devil staff officer ran over and said to Yamamoto:

"The Commander told you to go to the headquarters."

"Got it!"

Yamamoto quickly regained his serious face.

···

Meanwhile.

Northern Review.

"Starting today."

The devil with the felt hat spoke in a hysterical tone:

"Once someone is found carrying, put up a Xinhua newspaper, and shoot him immediately."

Hearing this news, Tian Liu'er's heart froze.

really

Michiichi Miyano was killed by the Eighth Route Army.

Otherwise, the Japanese would not be so crazy.

"It looks like the price is going to rise!"

Although the devil cracked down hard, Tian Liu'er didn't think about whether to wash his hands or not, but to take this opportunity to ask the Eighth Route Army more.

After all, this time it's really a job with your head pinned to your belt.

As for the danger ·

These days, if you want to make money, you have to pin your head to the waistband of your pants.

Besides, it's not dangerous to work for devils?

Those who use devils as dogs, not to mention other cities, are in Beiping, and more than a dozen people have been assassinated this year alone.

Now that the Eighth Route Army is strong, even the generals who are heavily protected by the Eighth Route Army have been killed by the Eighth Route Army, and it is estimated that more people will die this year.

Since it's all hard work.

Then, naturally, whoever gives more money will give his life to whomever he wants.

Make money first and enjoy it.

···

"How?"

That night.

Taihang base.

Northern Bureau, Xinhua News Agency.

When a newspaper came out of the printer, Xu Lin immediately caught it, and almost all the comrades of the Xinhua News Agency on the side, as well as the deputy general staff of the headquarters, and even the division commander and the boss were all beside him.

Everyone looked at the newspaper in Xu Lin's hand, their expressions nervous and expectant.

"No problem."

Flipping through the front and back to confirm that there were no leaks in the newspaper and the photo was clearly visible, Xu Lin hurriedly replied.

"Can you see the photos clearly?"

The Deputy General Staff couldn't help but ask.

At that time, it was nighttime, there was no flash, and the photos were relatively blurry due to the limitations of the shooting equipment.

Although the new printing press, the printed newspaper pictures are comparable to photographs, but they are limited by ink, and there is still a big gap between them and the photos when you look closely.

"I can see clearly."

Xu Lin handed the newspaper to the deputy general staff.

"It's so clear."

Everyone stretched their necks to look over, looking at the headline on the front page which photo of Li Yunlong stepping on Miyano Michi's head, as well as the long column of photos below from Grand Master Li raising a knife to finally stepping on Miyano Michi's head, all of which were extremely clear.

I was immediately relieved.

"Reprint now."

"Print him a hundred thousand..."

"No, two hundred thousand."

"Let the people of the whole country see it."

(End of chapter)