Changde front line, Japanese 11th Army Headquarters Field Hospital.
"Quick, quick, General, wake up."
The hospital was in chaos.
Just yesterday, Major General Yoshimo Daigo, the head of the 11th Army Intelligence Section, suddenly fainted and fell to the ground while working and was rushed to a field hospital.
Everyone knows that General Jimao has been in poor health for nearly a year, and sometimes he coughs up blood.
Many people tried to persuade him not to continue working, but General Yoshimoto rejected all requests.
The Japanese Army Staff Headquarters planned an attack on Changde. General Yoshimoro believed that at this time, he must stick to the front line.
Finally, his body was destroyed.
At this moment, as soon as he woke up, the doctor hurriedly ran into the ward.
Twenty minutes later, Director Ogawa Tsuhei, director of the 11th Army Counterintelligence Department, also rushed to the hospital after hearing the news.
Everyone knows that Ogawa Tsuhei and Yoshimo Daigo have been friends for decades.
"How about it?"
Ogawa Cihei grabbed the doctor who just came out of the ward and asked.
The doctor shook his head: "The situation is not optimistic. Your Excellency the General is suffering from many diseases. I suggest you send him to the rear for treatment immediately."
"Your Excellency, General, must be ensured." Ogawa Tsuhei's face was gloomy: "This is an order!"
"We try our best."
Ogawa Ciping pushed the doctor away, calmed down, and walked into the ward.
Yoshimo Daigo, who was lying on the hospital bed, saw his friend, smiled on his face, and said to the people around him: "You all go out, just let Jihei-kun stay with me."
When everyone walked out of the ward, the smile disappeared from Jimao Dawu's face: "Call them back and send me to the study."
"Dawu-kun, your body doesn't allow you to do this."
Just after Ogawa Tsuhei finished speaking, he heard Daigo Yoshimo whisper: "This is an order!"
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Yoshimo Daigo's study is actually a secret room. General Yoshimo spends a lot of time in the secret room, studying cases and analyzing intelligence. No one will disturb him at this time.
Even the successive commanders of the 11th Army could not do it.
Ogawa Cihei pushed Daigo Yoshimo in a wheelchair into the secret room.
Inside, there were already two people waiting for him:
Tai Shi Wei, Shi Xiaohan!
"Father, how are you?"
Shi Xiaohan's eyes suddenly turned red when he saw Jimao Dawu like this.
Father!
That's right, Jimo Dawu is Shi Xiaohan's father, his biological father!
"Dad, uncle him?"
Taishi Wei set his sights on Ogawa Cihei!
Taishi Wei, son of Ogawa Tsuhei!
"Stop being a girl, now is not the time to shed tears."
Yoshimo Daigo's tone became stern.
Once the door of the secret room is closed, the place is isolated from the rest of the world, and they can safely say anything here.
Jimao Dawu looked at his two juniors and said in a slightly calmer tone: "After all these years, you should know some things. What is our identity? Tell me."
He was referring to Tai Shiwei.
Taishi Wei tried his best to calm down: "My father, Ogawa Cihei, codenamed 'Zhao Yichou', has been lurking in Japan for a long time and developing the organization 'Moji'.
You, Ji Mao Dawu, are the first group members developed by Zhao Yichou, codenamed, 'Sacrifice'. I, Ogawa Riku, am the son of Ogawa Tsuhei, a member of the Ink Team, code name, 'Taishi Wei'.
Yoshimo Mijie, the daughter of Yoshimo Daigo, a member of the Mo team, code name, 'Shi Xiaohan'! "
"You all remember." Jimao Dawu smiled: "But it's wrong. There are some things that you have known about since the earliest times, and you are wrong."
Tai Shiwei and Shi Xiaohan were both startled.
What's wrong?
"You should rest more and let me tell them." Ogawa Cihei said: "I am not Zhao Yichou, he is."
He was talking about Yoshimo Daigo!
Tai Shiwei and Shi Xiaohan were completely stunned.
He is?
Is Ji Mao Dawu the real Zhao Yichou?
"I am a real Japanese." Ogawa Jihei said very calmly: "I was the first member of the Mo team and the only member at that time. At that time, the situation was unstable. In order to ensure the safety of Lord Yoshimo, it was decided that I would pretend to be Zhao Yichou's identity was revealed and he was looking for team members. Mr. Jimao went behind the scenes to control the Mo team.
Later, His Excellency Ji Mao had health problems. After our discussion, we decided that I would officially serve as Zhao Yichou. Over the years, members of the Mo Group all think that I am Zhao Yichou, and no one except you knows that Mr. Jimao is also a member of our Mo Group and the founder of the Mo Group. "
Tai Shiwei and Shi Xiaohan didn't know the truth of the matter until this moment.
Over the years, Ogawa Tsuhei was just a stand-in for Daigo Yoshimo!
"Children, it's time to tell you some things." Jimao Dawu seemed to be in good spirits: "I am not only the founder of the Mo Group, I am also a member of the Huaxia Group. Many years ago, we were at Fengda University The name of the president has been lurking in Japan for a long time.
We integrated ourselves with Japan, tried every means to survive, and used every means to keep ourselves in a high position. We have only one mission, for our country.
Tsuhira-kun, you are Japanese and the first member I developed. Thank you for your hard work these years. For the sake of my country, you even forgot your identity as a Japanese. "
"I have never forgotten that I am a Japanese." Ogawa Tsuhei looked solemn: "I hope that Japan will be a peace-loving country, instead of always being ambitious and wanting to enslave the invaders of the countries around it.
I hate war, but there is no way I can end it. I have to do something for Japan, and joining the Mo team is the best way. I have been shaken in my heart, am I doing the right thing?
But when I saw Japan's continuous wars with my own eyes and the tragedies, I finally became convinced that my choice was not wrong. My piece of information can keep many innocent people alive, and can give kind people hope.
In the eyes of the vast majority of Japanese people, I am a traitor to the country. I'm willing to take the blame. If possible, let the war end in the hands of our generation. "
"Yes, war." Jimao Dawu said in a daze: "I have never forgotten that I am a Chinese. From the moment I accepted the mission and was ordered to lurk, every night, I told myself that I am Zhao Yichou. He came with a special mission."
After speaking, a smile appeared on his face: "Children, today, I tell you the truth because I know that I don't have much time left. Someone in your generation should know the truth.
Mr. Ciping, I can't do it. From now on, you are the real Zhao Yichou, and you are also a member of the Huaxia Group. Remember, you are not fighting alone, there are members of the Huaxia Group who are also active in Japan like us. "
Having said this, he gasped for breath and became obviously depressed again.
(End of chapter)
