Of course, Zhao Xuechao had to sign the contract personally.
For this reason, he even gave himself a temporary name.
Levdet.
"Pleasure working with you, Levdet. I hope we can get along peacefully in the future.”
Iguchi Kinoue held Zhao Xuechao's hand and said politely.
Regarding this collaboration.
Both sides finally reached an agreement.
Zhao Xuechao smiled.
"Nice working with you. Then, Mr. Iguchi, how do you want to settle your two million?”
Upon hearing this, Iguchi Kinoue made some arrangements for his subordinates.
Not long after.
His subordinate came over with a suitcase.
He opened it and saw that it was all rubles.
During this period, the value of the ruble was still relatively strong.
Although it was foreign currency, it was still very easy for warlords like Zhang's family to sell it.
"Then let's have a happy cooperation!"
After the Japanese paid the money, they left excitedly with the agreement.
They had to transport the Empire's machinery over to mine the gold mine as soon as possible.
Time was money.
After the Japanese left.
Zhao Xuechao and the two Russians beside him laughed.
"Haha, the Japanese are really bleeding out this time. Two million!”
"Young Master, this monk is really prostrating himself in front of you now.”
Although the two of them had Russian faces, their words were filled with the taste of the northeast.
This made the scene a little awkward.
Zhao Xuechao smiled and said to Old Zhang.
"Old Zhang, please wash this money. Don't let anyone find it.”
"Alright."
Old Zhang also knew that at this time, the money in his hands was not really useful.
Then, he arranged for someone to hand over the money to his subordinates.
Regarding this.
Zhao Tong suddenly asked.
"Young Marshal, what should we do if the devils really march into Jiapigou?”
It was written in the agreement that the Japanese had to bring people to Jiapigou within a week.
If the Japanese brought people into Jiapigou and found out that Fengtian was controlling it, wouldn't it be over?
If the Japanese didn't turn hostile at that time.
He would never believe it.
"If they are all dead, there will be no chance to advance.”
Hmm?
Old Zhang was slightly stunned and did not react.
Won't the Japanese march according to the agreement?
"Motherf * cker, what kind of riddle are you trying to tell me?”
Wei Da Yong and Zhao Tong were deep in thought.
They had a vague guess.
"Old Zhang, tell everyone in the Feng army not to move.”
Zhao Xuechao licked his lips.
"All the devils who came today must die!”
Today, the ghost was talking and laughing with him politely.
But that was because he had the face of a Russian.
If it was another Yan Huang person, even Old Zhang would be able to do it.
The Japanese would definitely open fire on the spot and there would be no negotiations.
Moreover…
The Jiapigou gold mine belonged to Yan Huang.
The Japanese had never treated the gold mine as something that belonged to the Yellow Emperor.
It had always been treated as the property of his country.
Old Zhang was slightly taken aback.
"What do you want?"
Even the Japanese had to die?
What was the meaning of this?
Could it be that he was going to kill those Japanese who were negotiating today?
Zhao Xuechao didn't say much.
He only said to Monk Wei and Zhao Tong beside him.
"Contact the troops and head to Lushun!"
"Yes, sir!"
"Yes, sir!"
The two of them quickly agreed.
The three of them then left the marshal's manor.
Old Zhang was left dumbfounded.
……
Lushun.
The Japanese who had just gotten out of the car returned to the military police.
"Quickly contact the Guandong Army and ask them to send over the gold mining machines of the empire!”
"You have to enter the trench within a week! Create wealth for our empire!"
"Yes, sir!"
The Japanese were busy at night.
Outside the military police station.
A team arrived under the cover of the night.
He had a tactical helmet, a tactical vest, and even a tactical goggles.
Everyone's equipment had already reached a level that surpassed the equipment of this era.
Zhao Xuechao stopped at a fork in the alley.
He gestured to Monk Wei and Zhao Tong.
"There are two squads of Japanese, a total of two hundred people.”
"According to the distribution of the Japanese forces on the map, clear them one by one.”
"Yes!" Wei Da Yong gestured.
"Yes!" Zhao Tong gestured.
The two of them then led their troops and disappeared into the darkness like ghosts.
In the silent night.
There was a small team of ten patrolling outside the military police.
Suddenly, a black shadow pounced out and cleanly slit the ghost's neck.
After that, the black shadows skillfully dragged the corpse to a corner.
……
At the same time, Zhao Xuechao also infiltrated the military police.
In the early years of the Republic of China, there was no concept of special forces.
The Japanese would never have thought that someone would sneak into the military police at night.
Perhaps after being attacked once, the Japanese would pay more attention to defense.
But this time, it was a one-sided massacre.
Zhao Xuechao sneaked into the military police conference room.
At this moment.
In the conference room.
Murakami and Yamada were still in a meeting.
"I've already contacted the Kwantung Army. They'll arrange for people to come over as soon as possible!”
"Moreover, the highest commander of the Kwantung Army, Oshima Izumi, agrees with Mr. Murakami's decision and will reward you with Tianhuang!”
Murakami's excited voice sounded in the room.
"Alright, thank His Excellency Oshima for me and pay my respects to Emperor Tianhuang!”
"Mr. Murakami is too humble. You deserve this.”
"That's right, if it weren't for Murakami, our Nanman Station Army would have been humiliated by Kameta-kun!”
"You deserve this honor!"
Murakami Iguchi seemed very happy.
"This is everyone's honor. When we successfully settle down in Jiapigou, I invite all of you to the best restaurant for a meal!”
……
Listening to the discussion in the room.
Zhao Xuechao curled his lips.
The Japanese were also very worldly.
Then, he looked at the time on his watch. It was twelve o'clock.
The hour hand also reached 12 o'clock.
Without hesitation, Zhao Xuechao threw three grenades into the meeting room.
In the conference room.
Murakami Iguchi was giving instructions in high spirits.
In the next second.
Following the sound of glass shattering.
He saw…three black objects being thrown in.
He threw one on the table in the conference room, one at his feet, and one under the table.
Murakami Iguchi was stunned.
He narrowed his eyes and stared at the three black things.
When he saw what it was.
Cold sweat broke out on his back.
Then, he roared.
"Everyone, get down!"
He wanted to warn the others.
However…
Zhao Xuechao threw the grenades in at the right time.
It was only a second before the explosion.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Three grenades rang out.
The Type 82 Grenade was specially exchanged in the system.
Each grenade contained more than a hundred steel balls.
Accompanied by the fire, the steel balls pierced through all the items in the meeting room.
Including the ghost's body.
None of the devils in the meeting room were spared.
All of them were killed in an instant.
In an instant, the meeting room was ablaze.
The bomb was the signal.
All the special forces began to move.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
The sound of submachine guns in the gendarmerie was endless.
Occasionally, the screams of the Japanese could be heard.
The notifications kept ringing in Zhao Xuechao's head.
"Ding! Killed two Japanese officers! Reputation points 5120!"
"Ding! Killed several Japanese officers! Reputation points 1250!"
"Ding! Your troops have killed a number of Japanese! Reputation points 800!"
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