My own war game

Chapter 319 Fake Channel

Chiba Miyoko suppressed the fear in her heart and walked into Asuka House.

This boss Watanabe is said to be very powerful. She has seen with her own eyes the town chairman and the welfare committee member bowing humbly to him, and she has also seen the head of the police defense corps, Kawaguchi, drinking with him.

Such a person shouldn't have anything to do with a little girl like her.

Not long ago, the boss Watanabe found her and said that he hoped she could help him with some small favors, and promised to pay her with daily necessities.

Miyoko's first reaction was to refuse. She had heard that some officials and businessmen who controlled material resources would seduce women to do shameful things, and Watanabe looked like he had bad intentions.

But at this point, she no longer had any good solutions. Thinking of her frowning mother, and her younger brothers and sisters who would wake up crying in the middle of the night due to malnutrition, Miyoko made up her mind.

"Miyoko, you can do it! Don't be afraid." She gently encouraged herself and told herself that as long as the other party didn't go too far, there were some things that she had to be patient with.

At this time, Midori was sitting in a quiet room, looking around with some uneasiness. In order to relieve the anxiety in her heart, she would occasionally curl her little feet in cloth socks.

Kick! Kick!
Hearing footsteps, Midori immediately sat up again, tucked her feet into her skirt, and then stared nervously at the sliding door opposite.

Swish, the door opened and a man walked in. He threw a bag in front of Midoriko.

The bag was not sealed, and things like canned food and rice were sticking out from inside.

"You have to come here every day for the next three days. These things are your reward." The man said in a cold voice. "Also, Boss Watanabe will take care of your family affairs."

"What... do you want me to do?" Midori shrank back.

"Read this, and do your best." The man handed over a piece of paper.

Midori took it in her hand and saw that it was actually a broadcast script in both English and Japanese.

The female high school student was stunned for a moment, then read out in a clear broadcast voice
"The brave soldiers of His Majesty the Emperor destroyed the positions of the 1st Marine Division of the U.S. Army on Okinawa Island yesterday..."

"Soldiers from the United States, you are fighting outside, but your wives at home are sleeping with other men... Wake up, you shouldn't be here..."

"Here is today's weather report..."

The girl handled seven or eight messages in a row with ease, no worse than a regular announcer.

The man nodded gently. "Not bad, the basics are good, but there are some things you need to pay attention to."

The man then pointed out several small mistakes of the girl from a very professional perspective and demonstrated them himself, just like a professional teacher giving him independent guidance.

The man's broadcasting tone was very standard, both in Japanese and English, and was extremely formal. That was what Chiyoko longed to be like. The high school girl, who had always aspired to become an announcer, was actually somewhat immersed in it for a moment.

Time passed quickly. In the afternoon, the warm sunlight shone into the man's face, making him look focused and gentle.

As the sun was about to set, the man stood up.

"That's all for today. From now on, you need to come and practice every day, and Boss Watanabe will provide you with the supplies." The man threw the bag to the girl and turned to leave.

Is this the end? !
"Please wait a moment! Please wait a moment!" Chiyoko subconsciously stood up and called out to the other person, but when the man turned around, she didn't know what to say for a moment.

Finally, the high school girl hesitated for a long time and only said, "Can you tell me your name?"

The man did not respond to her.

Not long after, the high school girl left, and bowed to the house as she left. The room gradually darkened, and the shadow outside the window turned around to block the face of the Oriental man, making his features unclear.

"Sir, the target has returned safely. Our people followed him the whole way and there was no sign of any risk." Boss Watanabe knelt on the ground outside the door and reported in a low voice.

"Tell Sato that he won't be needed over there for the time being."

"Ha! I have already explained everything."

"I'm leaving tomorrow. You can arrange everything after that. If possible, make an extra recording... Try to get her to leave as early as possible..."

"Please rest assured, I will pay attention to it."

Watanabe left, and He Chi was the only one left in the room. He Chi spread out his hands, and a beam of light divided his palm into two sides, light and dark.

Although he was used to seeing life and death, this was the first time he implicated innocent people for his own benefit.
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At the U.S. military base in Okinawa, Marshall walked anxiously. After turning around twice, he asked the person behind him again, "Is there still no news about that guy?"

"Yes, sir. Based on the current intelligence, we can only confirm that he landed in Hirado and has never contacted the headquarters since his successful hiding." Edwin Leyton, the intelligence officer of the Pacific Fleet, reported behind him.

"Damn it! Why didn't you keep an eye on his movements?!"

"Sir, he has his own independent agent resources. In terms of the quality of our intelligence network in Japan, we may not be as good as him."

"FUCK! I don't care about that. If you can't do it within three days..."

Dangdang~
A knock at the door interrupted the Chief of Staff's anger. Someone whispered something to Edwin Leighton at the door, and the other party suddenly smiled happily.

"Sir, there is news about that guy."

"We just intercepted a civilian ship sailing out of Japan. The person on board claimed to be an intelligence officer of the New Japan National Construction Army. He brought a message from 007."

"What did he say?" Marshall asked immediately.

"He said the mission was not going smoothly and he had not found the expected target yet. He was considering staying undercover for a week before returning."

"A week..." Marshall thought for a moment and asked, "Where is he now?"

"The messenger said that he would arrive at Kokura in three days and wait for the signal to retreat."

"What is the way to continue the contact?"

"Use the local radio station and broadcast secret codes to communicate for retreat. Here is the code book." Edwin Leighton handed over a note filled with secret codes.

Snapped!
Marshall slammed his fist on his palm, took the note and confirmed it again and again, then laughed.

"Good job, Edwin. Now go prepare the plane. We're going to the Mariana Islands tomorrow."

The intelligence officer nodded and turned to leave.

"Wait a minute!" The Chief of Staff called his assistant again, and then said, "Send a telegram to the President and tell him that I want the little boy and girl to go out with me and go somewhere else."

At night, after a busy day, Edwin Leighton dragged his tired body back to his residence and prepared to confirm the itinerary details before departure.

As soon as he turned a corner, a blue spark suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

(End of this chapter)