Spy Wars: Get the Predator equipment at the beginning

"Uh—well, Director, your consideration is correct, but we already know about this matter. If we do nothing, and the Imperial Army finds out, we can't afford to take responsibility if they investigate!" Wang Dabao said.

"Director, think about it. The grain depots that You Shichang and Liu Changhe colluded with to empty will definitely affect the Imperial Army's food supply!"

"Furthermore, if they hoard grain and don't sell it, the market price of grain will definitely rise again. At that time, the Imperial Army will definitely notice and investigate this matter. If we know about it but do nothing, they will inevitably take their anger out on us!"

Li Qun frowned upon hearing this and said, "We can't arrest him. Not to mention our relationship and history with various gangs, Liu Changhe has cooperated with us in many things in the past, so we can't touch him. Besides, he's hiding in the French Concession and has quite a few bodyguards around him!"

"And then there's that Grain Bureau Chief, You Shichang. If we arrest him, we'll be making enemies. Even if we do arrest him, we won't be able to keep the seized grain. Not only will we gain nothing, but we'll also incur hatred!"

"How about this, I'll make a phone call and report this to my superiors, and let them handle it!"

Matsui Command Headquarters.

"Ding-ling-ling..." the phone rang.

The adjutant stood up, walked to his desk, and picked up the phone: "Moshi moshi... Hai, please wait a moment, sir."

He covered the mouthpiece and said to Matsui, "Commander, it's a call from Commander Shimomura."

Matsui put down his pen, took the phone from his adjutant, and said, "Shimomura-kun, what brings you here today?"

An angry voice came through the phone: "Commander Matsui, I want to ask you, why are you holding me back? When have I ever offended you?"

"Uh—Shimomura-kun, what do you mean by that?" Matsui was a little confused.

Shimomura roared in anger on the phone: "What do you mean? My entire 13th Army of Imperial Warriors is fighting to the death against the Chinese on the front lines, and what kind of food are you sending us? Moldy broken rice, sorghum, chaff, corn, sweet potatoes and other inferior coarse grains!"

"How are we supposed to fight if our warriors are eating this pig feed?"

Matsui frowned after hearing this and said, "I understand. I'll call you later!"

After hanging up the phone, Matsui turned to his adjutant and said, "Go and have the head of logistics come see me. Have him bring me the list of military supplies that have been shipped to the 13th Army in the last five shipments!"

"Hai!"

The call went to the logistics department, and within five minutes, a lieutenant colonel rushed over.

"Commander, what are your orders?"

Matsui looked up: "Where's the list I asked you to bring?"

“Here it is!” The quartermaster immediately handed over several lists.

Matsui took the list and looked at it one by one.

He frowned when he saw the third document, and quickly finished reading the remaining two.

After reading it, you asked with a somewhat grim expression, "Tell me, why is most of the military rations delivered to the 13th Army in the last three shipments inferior grains? What about the rice? Why is the quantity of high-quality rice so small, and decreasing each time?"

The quartermaster hurriedly said, "Commander, you can't blame me for this. This year's grain production has dropped drastically. We and the puppet grain bureau have been trying our best to collect grain, but the amount of rice we can collect is really limited. The people don't have any rice, and there's nothing we can do! We've collected all their stored grain, and we can't find any more by searching. It's good enough that we can get the grain to the front line in time!"

"Baka!" Matsui slammed his fist on the table, rising angrily to his feet. "The Imperial warriors are fighting valiantly on the front lines, and you're feeding them moldy rations? How are they supposed to fight?"

The quartermaster immediately said, "Commander, it is true that most of the military rations transported over these past few times are mixed grains, but they are definitely not moldy mixed grains. I can guarantee that with my life!"

"Why can't people who eat coarse grains fight? The Chinese can't even get enough coarse grains to eat, but they still fight."

"Baga, you dare to talk back? The army's rations have always been rice. You've secretly replaced the rice with coarse grains. That's dereliction of duty! I can order your removal from the army right now and send you to a military court!"

The quartermaster was also getting annoyed and couldn't control his emotions, saying, "Commander, the grain bureau only sent these miscellaneous grains, no rice. I can't conjure up rice, so where am I supposed to get rice to send to the 13th Army?"

"Prior to this, the Grain Bureau had sent an official letter explaining the difficulties in collecting rice, and I also personally went to the grain depot to check, and indeed, not much rice had been received!"

"Afterwards, I even wrote a written report to you about this matter, but you never followed up or gave any instructions, so I could only send the mixed grains to the 13th Army!"

Matsui was somewhat surprised: "You sent me a written report?"

"It was delivered, the day before yesterday!" the quartermaster replied immediately.

Matsui turned to his adjutant: "Where's the report? Why haven't I seen the report?"

The adjutant quickly came over and searched through the pile of documents on the desk.

After searching for a while, I actually found it.

"Commander, this document is buried at the very bottom!" the adjutant said, handing over the document.

Matsui took the document, opened it, and read it. It was indeed a report from the quartermaster about the shortage of rice in the army's rations.

He put down the documents and turned to the quartermaster: "We can't get any more food from the Chinese people now?"

The quartermaster replied, "Yes, the grain bureau has already submitted a report on reduced grain production. To solve the problem of military rations, we still need to transport grain from other places!"

"I've already resolved this matter, but it requires a large sum of money, as I mentioned in my report. The funds haven't been allocated yet, and there's nothing I can do about it!"

After listening, Matsui considered for a moment and said, "I'll allocate some funds to you first. You should quickly transport a batch of rice to the 13th Army!"

"Hai!" the quartermaster replied.

Matsui picked up a pen, wrote a note, and handed it to the quartermaster: "Take this to collect your money. How long will it take to deliver the first batch of rice to the 13th Army?"

"Ten days, ten days should be enough!"

"Go, yoshi!"

"Hai!"

Not long after the quartermaster left, the phone on his desk rang again. Matsui answered, "Moshi moshi!"

"Commander, I've received information that someone is hoarding rice, and in considerable quantities. The price of grain has gone up again these past few days!"

The caller was one of Matsui's informants. After listening, Matsui paused for a moment: "Are you sure?"

"Yes, the news came from inside the Grain Bureau. It's said that someone colluded with outsiders to sell off the official grain granaries. I suspect that this news was leaked because someone inside the Grain Bureau was hoarding the spoils, and someone else was jealous, so they released the information!"