Late June 1942.

The Expeditionary Force headquarters in Baoshan was crowded with people, and telephones and telegrams from the front line flew like snowflakes, and the combat staff kept running around in their calfskin boots.

"Okay! Fight Tengchong's enemies back and don't care about casualties!"

Chief Du made a loud order to the microphone, put his left hand on his waist, his expression extremely excited, and he wiped out the decadent defeat of Myanmar.

After hanging up the phone, he smiled and said to Zuo Chong beside him: "Deputy Director Zuo, your intelligence work is very good. You suggest that An Guo go to the army as a Bu Miaoqi. I really didn't realize that An Guo is actually a brave general."

These days, while the Japanese army was destroyed in the expeditionary force's intelligence network, in order to curb the Japanese offensive, Chief Du sent Cao Anguo to lead a lonely army into Tengchong, Longling and other places, severely hurting the local Japanese army.

At the same time, Gui Youguang led his men to blow up Huitong Bridge on the Yunnan-Burma Highway, blocking the enemy west of Nujiang River.

When the news came, the people in the occupied areas were excited and started a massive guerrilla war behind enemy lines, greatly consuming the enemy's vitality.

After praising Zuo Chong, Chief Du said a few more words: "Be careful, you are responsible for the heavy responsibility now, how can you personally take risks? You must never act like this in the future."

Zuo Chong nodded slightly: "I am also planning to counterattack Myanmar in the future, and search for brothers who were lost on the way to retreat. Some things must be done!"

After the leak case was over, Zuo Chong crossed the Nujiang defense line and went to the Wild Renshan area to investigate.

Relying on the military commander's own yen, he bribed a large number of indigenous people, not only drew local maps, but also rescued hundreds of defeated soldiers from the Fruit Army.

In the enemy's territory, these defeated soldiers did not surrender or gave up. They used the most primitive weapons to attack the Japanese army, all of whom were unkempt and looked like savages.

When Chief Du heard Zuo Chong say this, he sighed deeply. He still remembered the tragic situation when he retreated. There were only less than 50,000 troops left with more than 100,000 troops, which was his responsibility.

Both of them stopped talking. After a while, Zuo Chong looked around and saw that no one was approaching, so he spoke first.

"Sir Du, Zuo's mission here has been completed and he is about to return soon. Before leaving, I have a word I don't know whether to say it or not."

Chief Du was a little uncomfortable with this way of talking to brothers, but he still smiled: "Be careful and just say it bluntly."

"Then Zuo said that."

Zuo Chong's expression was solemn, revealing someone's intention to send him to Yunnan Province, focusing on clarifying the dissatisfaction of Shancheng's senior executives of the expeditionary force obeying the command of the US.

Chief Du changed his expression when he heard this and quickly thought about countermeasures in his mind, but before he could come up with a solution, Zuo Chong spoke again.

"Brother should know that since ancient times, military power has been the most sensitive, and it is often bloody, so I intend to arrange my eyes and ears in the grassroots troops. I wonder what you think?"

Zuo Chong didn't go around in circles and directly said that he wanted to install personnel in the army. If it were the past, Chief Du would definitely turn against him, but now the situation is different.

Chief Du understood that if he refused, his deputy commander might be dismissed tomorrow.

The leader can accept defeat, but cannot accept a senior officer with a shaken position, because it is related to the ownership of the elite troops of the Expeditionary Force.

He was also very clear about the sensitivity of military power. When the Myanmar region was defeated, the United Kingdom and the United States suggested that all the expeditionary forces be withdrawn to India, but he flatly refused and would rather bear huge risks and casualties back to the country through the Wild Man Mountain.

Realizing that he might have stepped into a big pit, Chief Du paused and said, "Yes, the Military Control Commission can arrange their eyes and ears in the army, but you must inform me of their number and depth."

"No problem, a gentleman said."

"Hand a quick whip!"

Zuo Chong shook hands with Chief Du and laughed. There was no need to get into the military with the powerful faction in the army. Of course, the plays that should be performed should still be performed.

On the same day, a rumor came from the Expeditionary Force headquarters that the Deputy Director Zuo of the Political Training Department had a quarrel with Chief Du, and the two parted in disagreement. Deputy Director Zuo flew back to the mountain city the next day.

Immediately afterwards, the Political Training Department and the Military Control Commission sent people to the regiment-level troops. The army, which was originally chaotic, suddenly became quiet and no one wanted to be missed by the Military Control Commission.

But Zuo Chong, who was light in his body, returned to the mountain city and rested for a few days. He followed Director Bai and Deputy Minister Yang to attend many banquets and did not take care of the follow-up matters of the Expeditionary Force.

A spy is concerned about military affairs. Isn’t this seeking death? In the future, Lao Dai forgot this truth, so he hit the mountain.

In July, the Military Intelligence Bureau Henan Provincial Station reported that since the beginning of spring, the rain has not fallen in Henan Province, and the winter wheat harvest last year also failed, so there may be fears of famine in the local area.

Zuo Chong immediately wrote three copies of the article, one sent to Dai Chunfeng's office, the other sent to the government, and the last one sent to the attendant's room, hoping to attract the attention of some people, but the reply received was only the word "know".

So what are the officials of the State Government doing? They are naturally busy celebrating the achievements.

A few days ago, the US military defeated the Japanese Joint Fleet on Midway and sank four heavy main aircraft carriers of Japan at the cost of losing one aircraft carrier, which was a great victory.

It is worth mentioning that Ozawakawa, who returned from Huolunu, returned to the local area, found a way to take on the position of captain of the Xuefeng destroyer based on Zuoge's guidance. (I don't know why, the photo name has a risk warning)

As a result, after the entire battle, the Xuefeng roar failed to get a bomb and caught a lot of people, which made Ozawa very glad.

Let’s talk about the US military’s post-war summary and found that the information on new Japanese fighter jets obtained by the Military Control Commission played a huge role in this battle.

To this end, Washington sent a letter of thanks to the mountain city. Someone was proud of it and held a grand reception banquet, inviting diplomats from allies to celebrate this great victory.

Therefore, the government did not care about the "small things" in Henan Province at all. It was just a death of people. How can it be more important than celebrating the great victory of the American allies in the naval battle.

Disaster? Discuss again and again.

Zuo Chong had no choice but to send the information to Lao K, hoping that the Northwest would prepare early, but the Northwest was already barren, so how many people could be saved?

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! After thinking about it over and over again and discussing with your family, Zuo Chong accelerated the speed of transporting refugees to New Zealand.

The people are not stupid, and they have long noticed that the famine is approaching through various signs. Faced with the recruitment of Levod, thousands of farmers have taken an unknown journey to help the elderly and young.

The Zuo family connected with the top Japanese Navy through boxes of brand new yen, and tens of thousands of refugees set out from Tianjin and Island City and took a boat to Australia and New Zealand.

The Japanese Navy, who had received the money, didn't care where these people came from, where they went, and they were all released.

As of August, in less than two months, Zuojia sent more than 30,000 people to New Zealand and Australia. Compared with tens of millions of victims, this was only a fraction, but it saved many lives.

Moreover, as the disaster worsens, more and more people will choose to travel across the ocean to start their lives again.

When the war ended, the Australian and New Zealand governments were too late to react. The Zuo family was not a monk who ate vegetarian food and chanted Buddha's name, but some were means and methods.

One evening, He Yijun found Zuo Chong and reported to him the latest progress in immigration. Zuo Chong did not want to talk about this in the office and led her to the roof.

"Second post, the number of people next month is a bit large, and it is probably more than 20,000 people." He Yijun said worriedly.

Immigration is not a simple job. Transportation and resettlement require a lot of manpower and material resources. If the Zuo family had not made a lot of money in recent years, it would have been impossible to support such a huge project.

Zuo Chong doesn't care about money, and he only has this opportunity to occupy the nest. If he missed it, he wanted to get involved in New Zealand and Australia. I don't know when he would wait.

He lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, and asked lightly: "Have the Australian and New Zealand troops sent information to Nobita in the Pacific?"

"I sent it, and the message was sent by me personally. The records and drafts have been destroyed. If they are discovered, I will take it all my strength and will never involve you." He Yijun's voice was small, but his tone was firm.

Zuo Chong shook his head and responded with a smile: "Don't say this in the future. At worst, let's go to New Zealand to be a rich man. OK, what else is there?"

He Yijun hesitated for a moment, secretly glanced at Zuo Chong, lowered his voice and said, "What happened to Zuo Jun in Temasek."

"kindness?"

Zuo Chong turned around slowly, his eyes full of murderous aura. Naturally, this murderous aura was not targeting He Yijun, but a murderer who dared to hurt Zuo Jun.

He Yijun approached him and comforted softly: "Zuo Jun was attacked by the natives and was slightly injured. The local brothers have sent him to a safe house for treatment."

"Tell me what's going on."

Zuo Chong calmed down and said a cold sentence from his mouth. The sharp light in his eyes not only did not disappear, but became even more fierce.

“Things are…”

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Two days ago.

In a corner of the streets of Temasek, several Japanese army soldiers hang a Japanese street sign with the words "Xiaonan Special City" written on it. The original "Temasek" English wooden sign was thrown on the ground and allowed people to trample on it.

After the Japanese army occupied Temasek, Fengwen of the Yamashita changed Temasek to Zhaonan, meaning the southern island of light in order to capture the horse P of the locust.

Due to the previous battles, the Japanese had no time to take care of the internal affairs of the occupied land, and they did not have time to change various signs until this time.

In just two or three days, there were no traces of English and Chinese on the streets of Temasek, and only various Japanese popular ones were left.

This is also the consistent practice of the Japanese, to eliminate the culture and writing of the occupied areas and carry out cultural colonization.

Jining Street.

Zuo Jun walked off the car, his white suit was already sweating. He took off his helmet-style sun hat and fanned it. He took out a few "banana coins" and threw it to the beggar children, and strode into a hotel.

This place is a gathering area of ​​Indians in Temasek, so the whole street is filled with a strange smell of curry, and many Indian children with bare P shares are running wildly on the street.

The so-called banana coins are military hand tickets issued by Japan after occupying Malaya, Temasek and North Borneo. They are named after the banana tree printed on the ten-yuan hand ticket. As for purchasing power, it is hard to erase P shares.

A group of guards and servants surrounded Zuo Jun and entered the lobby, and the boss who spoke Indian English quickly met.

After a difficult exchange, everyone stayed in the hotel. The retired military officer who accompanied him knocked on Zuo Jun's door and then stepped in.

"Mr. Mei, the meeting with the local Chinese family tomorrow has been decided, and the location is at the Nantian Hotel on the next door to China Street."

The spy called Zuo Jun's pseudonym, first informed about tomorrow's itinerary, and thought about it and gave a reminder.

"These people have long since no one remember that they are from the Republic of China. It is very dangerous for you to meet them. I am worried that the other party will take action against you."
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