Spy game? Stop guessing, I really am an undercover agent!

Chapter 29 Arms
"If you want to do business with me, I would certainly be more than happy to do so."

Chen Yang smiled and said, "But, won't it displease Minister Suzuhara if we're the only ones involved?"

Matsuda Kazuo muttered to himself, "What can we do if we're dissatisfied? We don't necessarily need him."

"He just sits behind the scenes and takes half of the profits from every successful deal, leaving only the rest for us."

"Why should he eat his fill first when we're all eating together, and then it's our turn?"

"Chen Sang, don't you think he went too far?"

Yamada Yasuji gave Matsuda a cold look: "Matsuda-kun, you talk too much."

Seeing the expressions on their faces, Chen Yang had already figured it out. It turned out that this team was not as harmonious as it seemed on the surface.

There were many rifts between them, but the team didn't fall apart because Suzuhara's power could keep them in check.

"Mr. Chen, I'm sorry you had to see this," Yamada Yasuji sighed. "We're just doing this business to get what we deserve."

"It's a pity. In the past six months, we've transported so many supplies, but all our income combined is still less than what we earned from this one deal with you, Mr. Chen."

“Mr. Chen, you know that we risk our lives in this line of work,”

"But we took the risks, and we only got this little bit of money. We're really not willing to accept that."

"We've already done it, so if it's money or our lives, we have to choose one."

After speaking, Yamada Yasuji picked up the tea on the table and took a big gulp.

“Yamada-kun, I understand how you feel,” Chen Yang said gently. “I just don’t know how I can help you.”

“Of course you can help us,” Yamada Yasuji said earnestly. “We have a batch of weapons and need Mr. Chen to find a buyer.”

"Weapons?" Chen Yang was startled.

The profit margins for supplies and weapons are vastly different.

Arms and pharmaceuticals have always been the two most profitable items on the black market, especially in times like these.

Chaos reigned everywhere. Not to mention the red and blue camps, even the bandits who plundered and looted everywhere, and the mountain kings who ruled the mountains, all had a hundred times more need for weapons than usual.

As long as they have the goods, they can afford to pay any price, no matter how high.

However, weapons have always been among the most strictly controlled items by the military, with procedures no less stringent than those for pharmaceuticals.

The Military Police Headquarters has a clear list of arms and ammunition.

Every quarter, the inventory of firearms is checked and verified, and a detailed list of losses is recorded. Even a missing barrel can be found.

Moreover, they also have a dedicated armory for storing and registering firearms parts.

Every soldier needs to register when receiving a gun. Even if it is damaged and needs to be replaced, the captain must sign it and send it to the logistics department for confirmation before it is returned to the armory.

With such precise and complex process control, they were still able to produce weapons.

Yes, as long as you don't give up, there's always a way to overcome difficulties. This saying is indeed a wise one.
"Mr. Yamada, could you tell me where the weapons came from?" Chen Yang pondered for a long time before slowly saying, "I need to determine just how much risk this shipment carries."

"After all, I'm not all alone. If something happens to me, it will affect my whole family."

"Don't worry, Mr. Chen, we're very careful." Yamada Yasuji smiled smugly, then whispered, "Does Mr. Chen know about the planned establishment of a reformed government in Jinling?"

Chen Yang nodded, still somewhat puzzled. Yamada Yasuji smiled and said, "This batch of weapons is for the use of the Jinling Security Regiment. Matsuda-kun is in charge of logistics and registration. He treated Katayama-kun, who guards the armory, to drinks a few times. We took out some old weapons and swapped them with the new ones during transport."

"The goods have now been delivered to Jinling, and the recipient has signed for and put them into storage. All procedures have been completed."

"If they find any more problems during the inspection, the security team members won't dare to make a sound."

"Dare not make a sound?" Chen Yang was somewhat surprised: "Does Yamada mean they'll suffer this in silence?"

Matsuda Kazuo chuckled and interjected, "Of course, Mr. Chen, you should know what kind of people these security guards are."

"The firearms have already been inspected and there are no problems. Then a problem was suddenly discovered. Do you think those people in the Inspection Department would rather believe that the Security Corps tampered with them, or that the Imperial soldiers did it?"

Nagata Reishiro, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke up: "Besides, what evidence do they have to prove that these weapons are related to us? If they dare to come, I'll make sure they're skinned alive before they leave."

Wow, the people in the supervisory department really know how to speak with authority.

After pondering for a while, Chen Yang said, "No problem, I'll take this job."

"Yamada-kun, did you bring your packing list?"

Yamada Yasuji winked at Matsuda Kazuo, who hurriedly pulled a piece of paper covered in writing from his inner pocket and handed it to Chen Yang.

Chen Yang looked it over and quickly calculated the price of the weapons in his mind.

This batch of goods is quite well-equipped.

Three hundred Type 38 rifles, sixty Type 2 Nambu submachine guns, twenty Type 96 light machine guns, thirty grenade launchers, and four Type 92 heavy machine guns.

In addition to these, there were two boxes of hand grenades and twelve boxes of ammunition.

These are all hot commodities, especially the Type 92 heavy machine gun. Each one costs close to five hundred US dollars. Once it enters the black market, the price will at least double, and it will sell for at least two thousand US dollars.

The price they offered was very reasonable; this batch of goods cost only 60,000 yen.

Since Chen Yang planned to do business in supplies, he naturally had a good understanding of the prices of supplies on the black market.

Putting everything else aside, the military's cost for the Type 38 rifle was 80 yen, while on the black market it was generally around 160 yen. That means 300 Type 38 rifles would cost close to 50,000 yen.

In addition to this, there were also sixty Nambu Type 2 submachine guns, twenty light machine guns, and grenade launchers.

All the goods together could fetch at least 100,000 silver dollars.
After reading it, Chen Yang returned the paper to Matsuda Kazuo and asked Yamada Yasuji, "When does Yamada-kun plan to make the deal?"

“Of course, the sooner the better.” Yamada Yasuji said directly, “As long as Mr. Chen thinks there are no problems, we can trade at any time.”

Chen Yang tapped his fingers lightly on the table, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Yamada-kun, give me two days. I'll make the arrangements, and I'll let you know the transaction location the day after tomorrow afternoon."

Yamada Yasuji quickly agreed: "No problem, I will personally transport the goods there. Thank you, Mr. Chen."

Chen Yang waved his hand and suddenly asked, "Yamada-kun, you can also ask Tanaka-kun about this kind of thing."

"I find it strange that you didn't even invite him to the party."

"Call him, an Osaka businessman who wants to drink with us?" Matsuda Kazuo laughed exaggeratedly.

After a while, Matsuda Kazuo stopped laughing and said to Chen Yang, "Mr. Chen, you've been at Kyushu University for so many years, haven't you heard a saying before?"

"There are two types of people you can't trust in Japan: Osaka soldiers and Osaka businessmen."

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