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

Su Mingzhe did not try to persuade Xu Feng anymore, and Xu Feng did not say anything more emotional.

Sometimes, between two men, a single glance or a single gesture is enough to express everything.

They all knew what kind of path they were about to embark on.

It is a path that leads to death, and also to eternal life.

"Chief, what do we do next?" Xu Feng looked at Su Mingzhe, his eyes revealing competence and composure.

"Make preparations." Su Mingzhe's voice regained its usual calm. "The final preparations: the detonation device still needs to be loaded onto the ship. The machine is too big and will easily arouse suspicion. We need to find a way to get this from Hasegawa."

“He’s itching to bring all his belongings onto the ship right now; this is an opportunity,” Su Mingzhe said with a smile.

Just as Su Mingzhe had predicted.

When he called Naoki Hasegawa and suggested that since they were returning to their homeland, they should load all their valuables, such as their family property and collectibles, in Shanghai onto the "Amaterasu" to avoid future transportation problems, Naoki Hasegawa agreed without hesitation.

This greedy fool has long regarded the "Amaterasu" as his own private cruise ship.

He not only agreed to Su Mingzhe's "request," but also offered to load all the gold, silver, antiques, and paintings he had amassed over the years onto a ship and transport them back to Tokyo.

He even "thoughtfully" gave Su Mingzhe a top-level pass, allowing him free access to the Jiangnan Shipyard and giving him full authority over the "relocation" matter.

This was exactly what Su Mingzhe wanted.

What he wanted was this "legitimate" reason.

A reason that would allow him to send the "special gift" he had prepared onto the ship.

"Xu Feng, the 'moving' is in your hands." Su Mingzhe handed the pass to Xu Feng. "Find a few reliable brothers and have them pretend to be from the moving company. Load all of that idiot Hasegawa's stuff onto the boat. Remember, make a big show of it, let everyone know that General Hasegawa is moving."

"Yes, Virgo."

“In addition…” Su Mingzhe’s tone became serious, “we also need to bring our own ‘luggage’ with us.”

He pointed to a long, rectangular wooden box, about a cubic meter in size, wrapped in tarpaulin, in the corner of the wall.

"What is this?" Xu Feng asked.

"This is an 'igniter' that makes fireworks bloom even more brilliantly." A smile appeared on Su Mingzhe's face.

The wooden box contained a high-frequency acoustic oscillator.

Once activated, this instrument can emit infrasound waves of a specific frequency in an instant.

These sound waves are inaudible to the human ear, but they can resonate with the piezoelectric ceramic fuses of thermobaric bombs designed to work alongside mountains and rivers.

Resonance generates an electric current.

Electric current will ignite... everything.

He wanted to make sure that the death fireworks display would be on time and in all its glory.

"Disguise this as a valuable antique, like a grandfather clock or a high-end stereo system imported from Europe. Mix it in with the other stuff from Hasegu and ship it on the ship together," Su Mingzhe instructed.

"Understood!" Xu Feng nodded emphatically.

“There’s one more thing.” Su Mingzhe took out a slip of paper from his pocket and handed it to Xu Feng. “These are the serial numbers of the three hundred ‘Sunburst’ thermobaric shells in the ammunition depot, and the armor-piercing shells that I’ve tampered with. After you get on the ship, try to find these shells.”

"We'll insert those armor-piercing rounds in the middle of the thermobaric bombs, creating a chain reaction structure. This ensures that once one of them is detonated, the entire ammunition depot will be completely detonated in an instant."

"Yes, Chief!" Xu Feng took the note and carefully put it away.

"Go ahead." Su Mingzhe patted his shoulder. "Our time is running out."

Xu Feng didn't say anything more. He saluted Su Mingzhe, then turned and walked away quickly.

Watching Xu Feng's retreating figure, a complex emotion flashed in Su Mingzhe's eyes.

He knew that he had placed an incredibly heavy and dangerous task on the young man's shoulders.

But he had no choice.

He had to add the final, and most crucial, safety measure to this plan.

He walked to the window and looked at the gray sky outside.

He estimated the range of the "Amaterasu".

The straight-line distance from Wusongkou in Shanghai to Yokosuka Port in Japan is approximately 860 nautical miles.

With its bulky hull and weak propulsion, the Amaterasu would take at least five days to reach its destination, even at full speed.

The Amaterasu will depart in fifteen days, so it will take approximately twenty days in total.

He had about twenty-one days left to live.

The timing was perfect.

He hoped he could hold out until Yokosuka Port and detonate the ship in the heart of the Japanese Navy.

Let them remember forever the ultimate fate of invaders.

……

Fifteen days later, at Wusongkou Wharf.

Under a gloomy sky, the Huangpu River surged with turbid waves.

The enormous "Amaterasu" ship, like a steel behemoth, rested quietly on the dock.

The menacing 460mm main gun pointed obliquely to the sky, radiating a chilling light.

Unlike the launching ceremony a few days ago, there was no red carpet, no flowers, and no crowds of people coming to watch the ceremony at the dock today.

Only squads of heavily armed Marines patrolled the dock, maintaining a tight security.

Naoki Hase, dressed in a crisp naval officer's uniform, stood by the gangway, his face filled with barely suppressed excitement and anticipation.

Although the "Victory Parade" plan fell through, he was quite disappointed for a time.

But now, to be able to return home in glory aboard this invincible behemoth that he "personally supervised the construction of" and to be reviewed by the Ministry of the Navy is an unparalleled honor.

He could almost see the envious, jealous, and hateful looks from all his colleagues the moment the epaulettes of a lieutenant general were placed on his shoulders.

Su Mingzhe was also wearing his regular uniform today, a crisp and smart navy lieutenant commander's uniform.

"Tahira-kun! You've arrived!" Naoki Hase greeted him warmly as soon as he saw him.

"Your Excellency, everything is ready. When shall we depart?" Su Mingzhe asked.

"Everything is ready, we're just waiting for you, our great hero!" Naoki Hase patted him hard on the shoulder.

"We're ready to set off!" Naoki Hase waved his hand, full of vigor. "Our target: Yokosuka Port! Let those old fogies in Tokyo see our masterpiece!"

"Hayi!"

Su Mingzhe followed Hase Naoki and boarded the gangway of the "Amaterasu".

The moment he stepped onto the deck, he turned back and glanced at the land behind him.

Songhu.

This is the city where he fought for years.

This might be the last time he stands here.

Bye now.

My comrade, my brother.

Bye now.

This land, scarred and ravaged, is one I love deeply.

He silently said goodbye in his heart.

"Woo——"

A long and powerful whistle pierced the sky.

The massive "Amaterasu" slowly sailed away from the dock, turned its bow, and headed towards the vast East China Sea.

On the ship, Naoki Hase stood on the bridge, facing the sea breeze, with his arms outstretched as if to embrace the whole world.

His face was filled with the smugness and arrogance of a victor.

He thought he was heading towards the most glorious peak of his life.

Su Mingzhe stood quietly behind him.

He gazed into the distance at the gradually blurring coastline, his eyes filled with tranquility.

He knew that he was also heading towards his own destination.

Xu Feng, as instructed, had remained on the ship as Lieutenant Colonel Tian Ping's personal attendant.

At this moment, he should be in some corner of the ship's cabin, inspecting those deadly "baggage" and making final preparations for the final detonation.

Su Mingzhe did not go to see him.

There was no need for any verbal communication between them.

One look is enough.