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Chapter 1122

"By the way, Yamazaki-kun, do you have a college degree?" Miisaura is not completely crazy. Japanese law stipulates that the head of government must have a college degree or above.

Although the popularity of university education in Japan has exceeded 50%, and among young people, it has exceeded 80%, it is still better to ask clearly.

"Of course, I am a 1996 graduate of the Department of Economics of the University of Tokyo with a bachelor's degree!" Yamazaki was completely confused, and Amaterasu made a small joke to him.

"That's good. Congratulations, Mr. Yamazaki. You are already the Minister of Economic Affairs of the Empire of Japan. From now on, please start fulfilling your responsibilities!" After Miura finished speaking, he waved his hand and asked his two subordinates to hold Mr. Yamazaki.

Out.

When Yamazaki was taken out of the room and woken up by the fresh air, he realized that he had been knocked unconscious by a piece of object falling from the sky. Whether it was a stone or gold, Yamazaki still didn't know. But what he was even more confused about was, could it be that

Is God crazy too?

Ji Yunsheng said to Ren Xiaoyao in the car: "General Ren, do you understand why the government did not come forward and only let you rely on your own connections to protect the overseas Chinese in Indonesia and return them to the country?"

"I understand, of course I understand. The government doesn't want to step in yet, so we use our private power to do something first to smooth the way for subsequent actions?" Ren Xiaoyao said.

Hearing what Ren Xiaoyao said, Ji Yunsheng couldn't help but look surprised.

Seeing Ji Yunsheng's surprised look, Ren Xiaoyao smiled and said: "Haha, don't worry, you know these things, I know enough, I won't talk nonsense. Although I don't pay much attention to the situation in Indonesia, don't forget, I

Not all of the people under my command are vegetarians. Although they are a little worse than those agents from the National Security Bureau, they are definitely masters in gathering intelligence!"

"That's good. The old man was indeed right. General Ren is indeed a patriotic general." Ji Yunsheng said.

After Ji Yunsheng mentioned this, Ren Xiaoyao realized that he had thought about this matter too simply.

If China wants to rise through force, war will be inevitable. The People's Liberation Army has not experienced the baptism of war for decades. If it confronts Japanese and American troops now, it will definitely suffer a lot.

Before that, we must find an opportunity to train.

In the war against Japan and the possible liberation of Taiwan in the future, the navy and air force will be used most; and the main method of combat is landing operations. Indonesia is a good choice.

Moreover, now that the country is affected by the financial crisis, the economy is still developing, and the people's will to fight has not yet been mobilized, a war is needed to wake up all the compatriots who are still dreaming and make them realize the significance of war.

The time has come.

Regardless of the need, Indonesia is a good target. It seems that the Chinese government is waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to transfer its troops out in a formal name.

There were not many opportunities like this in the past, but the country was not ready yet, so it could only endure it. But now, everything is ready, so there is only one less excuse. Soon, this excuse will come to your door automatically.

"Academician Ji, organize the evacuation of the Chinese people, but the effect may not be very good. After all, many of them are big families who have lived there for hundreds of years. It is not possible for them to leave immediately. I am not very sure either.

Can we let them leave now?" Ren Xiaoyao said to Ji Yunsheng.

"This is a bit difficult!" Ji Yunsheng understands the thoughts of those Chinese very well, because he is a Chinese. The concepts of home and hometown are very important in the minds of Chinese people, and they have to leave the place where they have lived for generations.

It's really not that easy.

Ren Xiaoyao thought for a moment and then said: "Let's do this. I'll try my best to evacuate those Chinese who don't have much self-defense in every possible way. Even if they don't want to, they have to be deceived. It doesn't matter how much it costs, as long as they can

I can provide the money to ensure their safety. In Indonesia, we can organize some local self-defense forces, and weapons should be easy to obtain locally. After I go back, I will see if I can find a way to send some people over..."

"Okay! I will send a dozen people from the National Security Bureau to help you." Ji Yunsheng thought for a while and said.

"Okay, I know this in my heart." Ren Xiaoyao said.

Hua Zhong looked at the alarm clock on the table. It was already past three o'clock. He was busy until past three o'clock today. Although being the prime minister is a very honorable thing and in the words of Beijing people, it is a very honorable thing, but it is also

It's also a tiring thing.

There are three hundred and sixty-five days in a year, and Huazhong never feels that any day has enough time. Except for the necessary rest time, he spends almost all his energy on work.

But he still wished he could have twenty-five hours a day to do more things.

"Xiao Liu..." Hua Zhong shouted.

After a while, secretary Xiao Liu Zhang opened the door and walked in with sleepy eyes, and said sheepishly: "Prime Minister, what can I do?"

Hua Zhong shook his head. This Xiao Liu was probably nearly twenty years younger than him, but he couldn't stay up late no matter what.

But when I thought about waking him up so late, even if he was on night shift, I felt very embarrassed. He said softly, as if he was afraid of waking up those who were sleeping, "Xiao Liu, bring me a cup of coffee.

I stopped by to see if there is any new news. During this period, we must be highly vigilant!"

"Okay, I'll go right away!" Xiao Liu said hurriedly.

Seeing Xiao Liu leaving, Hua Zhong shook his head helplessly. The coffee was in the office. He must not have woken up yet.

But Hua Zhong didn't mean to blame him. He worked overtime consciously, and he would not force others to work overtime with him. With a smile, Hua Zhong had already poured a cup of coffee by himself.

When Xiao Liu came in with a piece of printed paper, he saw that the Prime Minister had already made coffee by himself. He smiled awkwardly, then hurried over, handed the paper into Hua Zhong's hand, and said: "Prime Minister,

This is information only sent from Japan and Indonesia, please take a look first, and I will prepare some midnight snacks for you!"

Hua Zhong was just about to stop him, but when he saw the contents of the intelligence, he was immediately stunned. His hand that was about to stop Xiao Liu froze in the air.

"How could this happen? Are all the Japanese crazy?" Hua Zhong frowned, and the thing he least wanted to see happened.

The intelligence about Japan only begins with four words: "Military Resurrection." This is a code sent back by the agents in Japan, indicating that Japan's militarism has begun to revive.


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