Espionage: Mastering the Ten Cruelest Tortures of the Military Intelligence Bureau from the Start

With Colonel Yamagami's mediation, the work of contacting Yuji Kobayashi progressed smoothly. It seems that not all the soldiers in the army are fools; there are some who can see the situation clearly.

The process of a country's demise is as follows: after the invaders occupy the territory, they support the local puppet regime, establish a new order, and then these traitors exploit and oppress the people at the bottom of the occupied territory, continuously supplying the invaders with resources.

Once the occupied territories have successfully completed the transfer of power and the people have lost their fighting spirit, the region is considered to have completely fallen.

One reason why Germany's Blitzkrieg was so successful was that they quickly absorbed and utilized the resources of the occupied territories, continuously supplying the war machine with fresh blood.

However, some insightful Japanese soldiers were horrified to discover that even though they had occupied vast tracts of land and population, controlled most of the transportation routes, and almost occupied half of China,

However, they never fully absorbed an occupied area. Numerous base areas behind enemy lines sprang up like mushrooms after rain, significantly reducing the efficiency of their supply operations.

Transportation routes were frequently disrupted, transport vehicles were robbed, small units were annihilated, Japanese officers and traitors were assassinated, and the Communist Party would mobilize the people to unite in resistance, causing anti-Japanese sentiment to spread rapidly.

The Japanese could only use their limited forces to carry out the mopping-up operation. However, the military and civilians were one family, and they could not kill everyone. Land without people was a wasteland.

Often, one wave would push down from the west, while two waves would rush out from the east. The Japanese troops, whose forces were already limited, seemed so powerless in the vast depths of the battlefield.

On the main battlefield, ever since the Battle of Jiangcheng, the situation for the Japanese army has taken a sharp turn for the worse. Their iron hooves were forever pinned to this small piece of land, and their mechanized advance turned into a boundless war of attrition.

With extremely limited resources, unable to digest the occupied territories, and unable to advance on the main battlefield, the Japanese army's predicament was predictable.

Su Mingzhe looked at General Changgu's price list and thought, "Damn, that's outrageous! The supplies are 20% to 30% more expensive than on the market. Besides, the market price is retail, while this is wholesale."

General Hasegawa saw the look in Su Mingzhe's eyes and smiled:

“Tianping Jun, you don’t understand. These are military supplies. Since they are military supplies, they are naturally selected from the best, so the price is naturally higher.”

That makes sense, but Su Mingzhe clearly saw him take out all the supplies that had been gathering dust in the warehouse for years and put them all on the list.

So he's clearing out inventory.

Of course, this amount of supplies was not enough for several divisions of Japanese soldiers. He ordered Lieutenant Colonel Sawatari to lead troops to forcibly requisition the supplies. Although it was called forcible requisition, it was almost like robbery. They simply handed over a bunch of Japanese military notes that the local people could not spend and that was the end of it.

Then, they ordered the Shanghai Special Municipality Maintenance Committee to help them plunder the people's wealth, and truckloads of supplies were continuously transported into the Shanghai Navy's warehouses.

Even though the people of Osaka are keen on doing business and dislike war, their nature as aggressors can never be changed. In essence, this group is no different from those Japanese devils who committed all sorts of atrocities, including burning, killing, looting, and burning.

Once a wolf enters a sheepfold, never expect the two sides to reconcile and sit down at the negotiating table. Racial conflict is a life-or-death struggle, leaving only one side covered in blood, trampling on the corpses of the other.

Despite his inner rage, Su Mingzhe maintained a calm demeanor and replied with a smile:

"I've learned a lot, General. This is the first time I've heard of such a saying. It seems that Tian Ping still has a lot to learn."

"You have a long road ahead of you, and I have high hopes for you."

I've already thought it all out. If our company in the US goes up and running, you'll be in charge of managing it, and I'll stay behind the scenes.

I'm getting old, and I don't have that much energy or time anymore. I just want to enjoy my retirement peacefully.

Whether he was being sincere or just making empty promises to Su Mingzhe, Naoki Hasegawa paused, then continued:

"Go and follow up on Kobayashi Yuji's matter. Take good care of him. There are quite a few big shots who are eyeing the dividends from this sum of money. It's no small amount."

The profit-sharing list is roughly the same as the personnel in the smuggling business chain, with only minor changes.

There's also a cut for several army officers; of course, that's a secret, you know.

After saying that, Naoki Hasegawa tightened his coat and took a big gulp of half a cup of Biluochun tea that was still steaming on the table.

The early spring chill was biting, a bone-chilling cold that even Naoki Hase, who was already halfway to the grave, was finding it hard to withstand.

"Yes, Tian Ping understands."

Su Mingzhe then left Hasegawa Naoki's office.

The door slammed shut with a bang, and a surge of joy welled up inside Su Mingzhe.

It’s not a waste of time to break through the iron shoes.

He had been thinking about how to find out about the Japanese military operations in Hubei Province, but the intelligence came out like an old lady with a rice spoon, feeding him a spoonful of rice.