Volume VIII 1201 Burned Dossier

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In the spring of 1869, in the eighth year of Tongzhi, the world's attention was temporarily focused on Asia, and Asia's attention was focused on the Ryukyus. A big gamble just for that coming war.

Let's go back a little further, just an hour after Xiao Lotian sent a secret telegram to Zeng Guofan asking for support, the most important preparatory meeting before the war was held at the Ryukyu Prime Minister's Office.

The Great Prime Minister's Mansion, which was located at the top of the Ryukyu Mountains, had been under high martial law since four o'clock in the morning, and the Praetorian Guards and the most fanatical cadets formed two huge cordons, and hundreds of people were politely invited out of their homes and invited to drink tea and drink in the downtown area below the mountain.

At five o'clock in the morning, the Prime Minister's Mansion had been turned into a huge barracks, and all the idle people were dispersed, and high-ranking officials at all levels began to enter the venue in advance.

The Four Heavenly Kings came, King Shangtai and the original Ryukyu ministers also came, and Liang Kun, Noheita, Hyotaro and others also arrived one after another......

Immediately after that, a pair of fast horses brought the leadership of Zhiyuan, Xiang Ying, Jin Sanshun, Lin Zhen, Cai Bixuan, Liu Anchen, Qiu Wei, Jiang Yuheng, Yan Xing, and Sun Chujian...... and other young young military officers also arrived in a group.

There is also Pierre, an intelligence genius from France, and Leo, a royal videographer.

More often than not, there were all the commanders at all levels in the new army, and all the officers above the battalion level gathered together, and each began to enter the prime minister's mansion according to their ranks.

The star-studded, murderous all of them had a unique flavor before the war, excitement mixed with apprehension, and a little bit of desire for future exploits, which made the crowd reach a very delicate situation.

"What do you guess this battle plan will look like? Will the island defend itself or rely on the naval battle of Zhiyuan?"

"I still hope that the island will be defended, if it depends on the navy alone, how will our marines survive......"

"It's good that the defense of the island is good, but will the Rakshasa ghosts come? Our current defense system of the island can be called impregnable, do they dare to come?"

"Don't talk nonsense, I didn't see that the Four Heavenly Kings had already entered the backyard in advance, it is better to ponder and ponder if there is nonsense, how many more titles will be issued after this battle!"

The crowd whispered to each other, and stepped across the threshold into the huge and magnificent square behind the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, but when they raised their eyes, they were stunned, not knowing what kind of medicine was sold in the Prime Minister's gourd, and there was actually a huge bonfire in the square, which had been poured with kerosene and ignited.

The dry firewood was soaked with kerosene, the matches were thrown upwards and flames rose into the air, and the heat forced the people to involuntarily take half a step back. Immediately afterwards, a group of CIA clerks in black suits, commonly known as black dog skins, walked to the fire with several large baskets of Wen Jiàn.

Without saying a word, the group of people picked up the kraft paper and wrapped it tightly, and threw it into the fire, and the raging fire was smashed and buzzed.

"Lao Liu, what are you doing here? What are you burning the text before the conference?" asked the officers who were familiar with these CIA clerks, and they were surprised.

"Don't ask me! Wait for Director Wang to give you an explanation, wait in the hall first, someone will prepare breakfast for you!"

There are a lot of texts, and they can't be burned for a while and a half, and thick black smoke rises into the sky, and you can see it very clearly from miles away. Puzzled, the generals began to walk into the hall.

At this time, it was already half past five in the morning, and the waiter was slowly marching through the crowd with a dining cart, and all kinds of delicate snacks were full.

The people present were very experienced, and they knew that a meeting of this magnitude would not be short, and it was time to hurry up and have more lunch.

Steamed buns, siu mai, fried dumplings, pork pancakes...... Almost all the staple foods were sold out, but the soup and water were not cared for, and even the tea was not drunk.

If you rush to the toilet for such an important meeting, it will be a shame for adults. The waiters also knew what the generals thought, and they were very considerate and prepared some dry goods, and even provided a large amount of chocolate candy in case of emergency.

Time passed minute by minute, the east was getting brighter and brighter, and there were more and more generals gathered in the hall, and the bonfire outside was still burning, and there was no intention of extinguishing it at all.

When the time struck half past six, suddenly there was a burst of footsteps from the apse, and people fixed their eyes on Wang Huaiyuan, one of the Four Heavenly Kings, the director of the CIA.

"Ahem, ahem...... The prime minister was burning incense and praying in front of the martyr's tablet, and half an hour later, the conference was officially convened...... Now I'm going to tell you what's going on in the campfires outside!"

Don't look at Wang Huaiyuan is not a general, he has not commanded the army since Tanggu, but his unique identity as the leader of the CIA makes his position in the minds of the generals more sensitive, and people are even faintly afraid of him.

Everyone put down the food in their hands and looked at the CIA director quietly, and they could hear the silent drop of a needle in the hall.

Wang Huaiyuan stretched out his hand and pointed to the blazing bonfire outside the hall and said loudly: "What are those top-secret documents sealed with wax? These are the internal review materials conducted by the CIA after Yang Zhi's defection......

As soon as the words came out, the people present were in an uproar and looked at each other, Yang Zhi's defection incident was no less than a landmark event for the entire Xiao Letian forces. Some people even judged that if it were not for Yang Zhi's defection, the Chinese Order would not have been launched so quickly.

Yang Zhi was already a core member who was very close to the high-level back then, and he had a very good personal relationship with the Four Heavenly Kings, otherwise the prime minister would not have given him the task of printing banknotes, but he didn't expect that he would defect in the end.

Why did you suddenly bring up this matter today? Could it be that the prime minister is worried that there are still spies among us? Is this a great purge before the Great War?

Wang Huaiyuan guessed everyone's thoughts, and sneered: "Yang Zhi has very high seniority under the command of the prime minister, and his seniority is second only to me, and Xiao Hexin is a few, and everyone present has a lot of friendship with him on weekdays, right?"

"Have you ever drunk wine together? Have you ever visited the Qinglou together? Have you ever done business together?" Wang Huaiyuan said in a long voice, "Of course there is...... And there's quite a few!"

"Are Yang Zhi's complaints and unwillingness really unique to his own heart? Have you drunk and echoed them? Have you felt unfair or even complained?"

"Hehe, before the Chinese code was promulgated, did many people already fantasize about being crowned a king and paying homage to the marquis?

Wang Huaiyuan looked at everyone and roared loudly, "Look at my eyes, is there any!"

There was a dead silence in the hall, and no one dared to speak, and cold sweat flowed down many people's heads, these accusations were too damaging, and they directly opened the dark side in many people's hearts.

"Don't think I can't get it out, and don't think that my subordinates are all eating dry food! These mountains of files contain all the complaints and complaints you have ever said! I really don't understand, where did you get so many unfair thoughts!"

"Now, the prime minister ordered me to make a decision for you!"