A few hours later.
In the third department of the Japanese Navy Command Department, the commander-in-chief, Prince Fushimi Miyahiro, stood in front of his desk with his hands behind his back, listening carefully to a tape, with an expressionless face.
After a long time, the tape finished playing, and he turned to look at Minoru Maeda, the director of the third department: "Maeda-kun, is this the plan of the Red Deers? It's really ridiculous.
A group of professional soldiers actually need two laymen to remind them not to look for the wrong target. When did the majestic Imperial Japanese Army fall to this point?
It seems that my brother Wang is not suitable for the important position of head of the General Staff Headquarters. Well, it is a good choice to continue to return to the temple and become a monk. "
The third minister, the Minister of Intelligence, Minoru Maeda, heard Fushimi Miyahiro's teasing and just smiled softly without expressing any opinion about it.
The head of the Army General Staff Headquarters is Prince Hanwon Gong Zairen. When he was a child, he became a monk in order to pray for blessings. This matter is not a secret among the senior officials of the empire.
But as a subordinate, he should not and cannot criticize. This is the rule that ministers should abide by, even if his boss is in competition with Prince Hanyuan Palace Zairen.
Sure enough, Prince Fushimi Miyahiro Kyouo quickly returned to seriousness after speaking. He took two steps in the room and asked again while facing the large world map on the wall.
"Maeda-kun, Army Red Deer is so bold that he actually tried to assassinate an important minister of the empire. Do you think we need to remind His Majesty? I want to hear your opinion."
Do you need a reminder?
Maeda Minoru was shocked when he heard this. Of course he had to report the news of a mutiny. Why did the commander-in-chief ask for his opinion? The answer was obvious.
That is, Prince Fushimi Miyahiro Kyou wanted to conceal this information. As for the reason, it may have something to do with the royal family fight. If you get involved in this kind of thing, people will die.
He did not hesitate, put his hands on both sides of his thighs and lowered his head: "I believe that we must report to His Majesty Tian Locust as quickly as possible to prevent the rebels from endangering the safety of the Imperial Palace.
Dear Commander-in-Chief, please do not forget the responsibilities and honor of a soldier. If you insist on going your own way, I will report the matter directly to Your Majesty when necessary. "
Faced with pressure, Minoru Maeda still chose to be loyal to Tenchu, because the Japanese army has a dual management system. One is the military and political system, with the Army Ministry and the Navy Ministry.
These two departments are government agencies, administratively subject to the management of the cabinet. The appointment of personnel largely depends on the nomination of the prime minister and belongs to the foreign ministers.
The other part is the military order system, which is specifically divided into the Army Staff Headquarters and the Navy Military Order Department. Daily work is directly responsible to Tianlu without being restricted by the cabinet.
Therefore, most of the officers who can serve in the General Staff Headquarters and the Military Command Department are die-hard Tianlocust members, so that Tianlocust can firmly control the army.
"Haha, Maeda-kun, you misunderstood."
Being contradicted by Maeda Minoru, Prince Fushimi Miyahiro Kyo didn't take it seriously, but explained with a smile: "You should know that the possibility of me becoming the heir to the throne is very slim.
The reason why I asked you this question just now is to consider the future of the Navy. Sometimes if you want to get something, you have to pay a price. "
His words were very meaningful, and the word "price" was even more emphatic. The so-called price is also easy to understand, it is the assassination targets.
"The future of the Navy...."
Maeda Minoru next to him thought of something and murmured to himself that the conflict between the navy and the army has existed for a long time, and currently it is mainly reflected in the choice of expansion route.
The army wants to go north and attack the Republic of China to obtain land and population to support the war. Countless low-level officers waiting for military honors and upgrades are impatient.
Bushido is a double-edged sword. The current imperial army is like a balloon that inflates bigger and bigger. If you can't let go in time, you will definitely hurt yourself.
The Navy's route is exactly the opposite. In order to build warships, the Japanese Navy cannot give up Southeast Asia, which is rich in oil, coal, and iron ore resources.
So the question is, whether to go north or south, the top management has not yet decided, but if the army angers the locusts, will His Majesty support the navy...
Maeda Minoru's eyes grew brighter as he thought about it. As long as His Majesty's safety was ensured, the mutiny could indeed turn a blind eye, but it would be a pity for those important ministers.
Prince Fushimi Miyahiro seemed to know what he was thinking, and said coldly: "There is a saying in Go that it is very cost-effective to exchange the lives of several people for overall victory.
The matter is settled like this. To secretly monitor Red Deer's actions, the two brave reporters must also keep an eye on them to ensure that everyone is always under our sight.
When the dust settles, I want to invite the other party to come to the military headquarters to have a good chat. If the conversation satisfies me by then, maybe I will leave them a way to survive.
In addition, the Sasebo garrison was notified to dispatch a squadron of security forces to Tokyo secretly in the name of vacation to take charge of the peripheral security of the Imperial Palace.
The fleets around Tokyo Bay must also be prepared for combat, and pay special attention to the spread of rebel ideas among soldiers. I don't want to hear about rebels in the navy. "
Prince Fushimi Miyahiro Kyou's tone was full of murderous intent. Discipline is the cornerstone of an army. No matter what the reason, such things as subordinates overcoming superiors are unforgivable.
Not to mention that there is no mutiny in the navy, even if there is, he will resolutely suppress it without mercy. The rebels can only end up in the cold and dark seabed.
"Hai!"
Minoru Maeda respectfully replied that with the protection of the garrison and fleet of the garrison, the Imperial Palace was impregnable, and with other guards, His Majesty's safety would not be a problem.
The navy only needs to sit back and watch the mutiny begin, and finally come out to clean up the mess. As for the collateral casualties caused by it, it is completely out of his consideration.
Those who achieve great things do not stick to trivial matters.
Besides, how can the lives and deaths of dozens or even hundreds of citizens be compared with the future of the navy? Such small casualties are normal in war.
Prince Fushimi Miyahiro and Minoru Maeda stood in front of the window after their discussion. The Imperial Palace was vaguely visible, and the black and white palace walls looked particularly quiet amid the green pine forest.
However, this rare silence will be broken soon, and the whole of East Asia and even the whole world will be shocked by the impending mutiny.
The navy had its own plan and chose to pretend to be deaf and ignore the actions of Xiang Tian and others.
On the other side, the interest community of the army ruling faction and the chaebols are not idle either.
Pieces of top-secret information were quickly gathered to provide the basis for big shots to make decisions. Among them, the Army General Staff Headquarters and the Matsumoto family had the strongest reactions.
When night fell, Gang Cun, the intelligence chief of the General Staff Headquarters, drove to a luxurious manor in a car. After the waiter opened the door, he walked in with his chest raised.
The usually quiet manor was extremely lively at this time, with cars passing by, and well-dressed ministers, deputy ministers, and presidents greeting each other.
Naturally, these officials and capitalists did not come together for world peace. They came here for only one purpose—to avoid being hung on telephone poles by the rebels.
Seeing Gang Cun wearing a major general uniform, everyone present gathered around to say hello. Gang Cun smiled and said a few words before coming to the heavily guarded reception room on the second floor.
In the reception room, the head of the Matsumoto family, Prince Haninmiya Zaihito, and several wealthy tycoons had been waiting for a long time, and the atmosphere seemed a bit solemn.
"Gangcun, what's the situation?"
The head of the Army Staff Headquarters, Prince Kanwon Gong Zaijin, held his pipe in his mouth, looked at his generals who bowed to say hello, blew out a puff of smoke and asked.
"very bad."
Okamura looked ugly: "The rebels have formulated a complete action plan, and Prime Minister Okada and other seven senior ministers have been identified as targets that must be eradicated.
The number of officers and soldiers participating in the mutiny exceeded 1,000, including people from the First Division and the Guards Division. Once gunshots were fired, the entire Tokyo would be in chaos.
Your Excellency, for the sake of the Locusts and the Empire, I suggest that the military police be immediately dispatched to arrest the rebels led by Koda Kiyoshi to nip the danger in the bud. "
"Puff~puff~"
After hearing Gangcun's words, Prince Xianyuan Palace Zairen took two more puffs from his pipe, raised his hand and pressed it down to let him sit down first, then raised his head and looked around at the allies.
"Old friend Matsumoto, friends, you have all heard what Okamura said. What do you think about this matter? Let us talk openly and honestly.
One thing please rest assured, no matter what the situation is, my men and I will not give up our partners. I guarantee this with the honor of an imperial veteran. "
After hearing these words, the head of the Matsumoto family sat on the sofa with his eyelids lowered, motionless as if asleep, but the rising and falling chest proved that he was not calm.
There is a saying that the more something is lacking, the more emphasis is placed on it. The other party seems to want to get off the boat. It is better to believe in the oaths of politicians than to believe that a sow can climb a tree.
Other chaebols also realized this, and either remained silent, or flashed their eyes, or showed anger, to express their dissatisfaction to Prince Hanwon Palace Zaijin.
The awkward atmosphere lasted for a long time, until the head of the Matsumoto family broke the silence with a slight cough: "Well, Your Excellency, I believe in your integrity and character.
According to the information gathered from various parties, whether we can strike first, I don’t think anyone will care about the sudden death of a few low-level officers, are you right?
In order to warn those people that their families must be cleared as soon as possible, everyone must clearly understand one thing, that is, some things cannot be touched. "
Kill and silence.
Disaster for his wife and children.
Gangcun quietly looked at the seemingly kind old man in front of him and frowned slightly. He didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse to cooperate with such a dangerous person.
It's not that he is against killing, it's just that this kind of thing can happen to Xiangtian Qingzhen, and it can happen to himself. No one wants their family to be harmed.
Prince Xianyuan Palace Zairen waved his hand with a smile: "The situation is not serious to that point, I think this may be a good thing for us.
The positions in the cabinet are fixed. When some people leave, someone will take over. With everyone's energy, it is not difficult to support a few obedient ministers.
Those who don’t plan for the eternity will not be able to plan for the moment; those who don’t plan for the overall situation will not be able to plan for a region. In a sense, we have to thank each other, Matsumoto-kun, what do you think? "
The Matsumoto family leader's pupils shrank sharply. This prince's ambition was greater than he thought, but what did this have to do with him? He was just a businessman.
Thinking of this, he felt relieved. With a smile on his face, he picked up the teacup beside him and raised it to Prince Zairen of Hanyuan Palace. He said one word firmly in his mouth: "Please."
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The updates are irregular these two days, and the plot needs to be sorted out slowly. In addition, I have to serve as a branch partner, and there are some documents to deal with, hehe.
