You were allowed to marry into No. 76 family, and you were promoted to director?

Chapter 395 Fire
Upon hearing this, Dao Ya's lips twitched slightly.

If the money is settled in Beihai currency, then it can only be spent in the base area, right? You can't even buy a few matches there unless they're in stock.

Ke Daoya simply shook her head slightly and whispered, "It's alright. Anyway, with the North Sea Coins, we can easily buy a batch of tungsten ore from there."

"You know, tungsten ore is very valuable right now. If we bring in 110,000 North Sea dollars worth of tungsten ore and resell it to Germany, we can make at least three times the profit. I think the profit from this deal will be enough to shut a lot of people up."

Sato Ai nodded. If they could buy a batch of tungsten ore from the Eighth Route Army's base, then the deal wouldn't be a loss.

Moreover, tungsten ore is in high demand but scarce on the international market, so once you get the goods, you don't have to worry about finding a market for them.

Dao Ya gently stroked the rim of her teacup, her eyes flashing slightly: "Besides, the Red Party is currently setting up an arsenal, and tungsten ore is in high demand. We've already taken such a big risk to deliver goods to them, how can they still have the nerve to refuse to sell us tungsten ore?"

"Changing the ore to forge powerful tools is just like Han Xin using chopsticks as a substitute for strategy; with one move, the whole game comes alive!"

"If we can control this channel well and continuously obtain tungsten ore from there, will making money still be difficult?"

Sato Ai said with some concern:

"But how can we say for sure? What if they don't sell to us next time?"

Dao Ya chuckled:
"You're mistaken. Right now, the most valuable thing the Red Party has are those few tungsten veins, but their production technology is flawed. With so much tungsten ore mined, can they really absorb it all by themselves instead of selling it to raise funds for development?"

"Don't worry, we'll take this deal. Once we secure this trade route, we can make tons of money!"

Daoya could only use tungsten ore as a pretext, since the Japanese would never agree to maintain such a supply route.

Even Sato Ai would never agree to maintain this channel without sufficient shared interests.

So we have to let them taste the benefits; once they see the profit, no one will leave.
Well, I have to say, Sato Ai was convinced by Toa.

Although business is easy to do now, having an additional stable channel doesn't necessarily mean you'll earn more.

Wouldn't the chances of realizing one's ideals be greater at the end of the war?

"Alright, since you've agreed, Xiao Ai, go contact Wan Laosan, and I'll take care of procuring this batch of weapons!"

If Dao Ya wanted to smuggle her own goods out among the weapons, she naturally couldn't rely on anyone else.

By stabilizing this channel, Dao Ya also hoped to use it to continuously supply scarce resources to the Red Party's base areas behind enemy lines in the future.

Moreover, in today's turbulent times, like a game of chess, whoever can hold onto resources will gain the upper hand.

As the ancient saying goes, "A skilled strategist uses the existing situation to his advantage."

At present, tungsten ore is the key to revitalizing the anti-Japanese base areas behind enemy lines.

Dao Ya had already planned ahead: use the Japanese army to open up trade routes, lure them in with profits, and make them deeply involved, unable to extricate themselves.

When the canal is completed, not only can military supplies be continuously transported to the base area, but we can also use this force to our advantage, causing the enemy to lose their composure.

With this shift in power, the balance of power between the enemy and ourselves may quietly reverse.

Dao Ya had no awareness of being a Kuomintang agent. In her mind, her brother-in-law had multiple identities anyway, and it was her brother-in-law who made her the "Tiger Girl" of the Kuomintang.

Dao Ya knew that her brother-in-law's lowest rank was still red, and he would definitely return to the Red Party in the future. What she was doing now was paving the way for the future, because Dao Ya also felt that she would definitely be a member of the Red Party in the future.

Dao Ya felt a secret sense of satisfaction from gradually applying the knowledge she learned in university to real-world situations.

After discussing it, Sato Ai left the old factory area and went to the black market on Fuzhou Road to find Wan Laosan.

After a morning of meticulous planning, the weapons inventory was ready, and the finished penicillin and radio parts were packaged as planned.

Daoya originally intended to deliver sulfanilamide powder, but she changed her mind at the last minute when loading the goods.

April is the rainy season, and the air is humid. Sulfonamide powder is very delicate, and its efficacy is greatly reduced after it gets damp.

If that's the case, then it's better not to send it at all.

Besides, Daoya lacks everything except penicillin.

"Everything's taken care of, Sister Nan. Let me treat you to dinner!"

Nan Ting stayed by Dao Ya's side the whole time. She didn't care about anything Dao Ya did; her only responsibility was to protect Dao Ya's safety.

Hearing this, Nan Ting didn't answer, but silently walked towards the car.

This Cadillac was the one Daoya told her about yesterday that was specially customized. The black body gleamed coldly in the sunlight, and the fake armor was enough to protect the people sitting in the car.

Nan Ting opened the car door, her movements swift and silent.

After Dao Ya got into the car, Nan Ting turned her head to look:

"Where to go?"

Dao Ya thought about it carefully and realized that the shortest route from the old factory area to the French Concession was from there:

"Go to Avenue Joffre, there's a really good crispy roast pigeon place there."

After listening to Dao Ya's words, Nan Ting stretched her left hand out of the car window, made a few hand gestures, and then started the car and drove towards the French Concession.

As soon as they left the old factory area, Nan Ting's expression became serious.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Daoya also sensed that something was wrong with the situation around her.

This road leading to the French Concession is usually not this calm.

Especially after leaving the old factory area, this place is definitely bustling with people.

Houses located on the edge of concessions are actually quite easy to rent out.

The car drove along a street in a residential area with rows of houses. On the other side of the road, plane trees were planted, their lush foliage blocking out the afternoon sun.

The shadows of the trees were dappled, and the road was unusually quiet.

Nan Ting quietly placed her right hand on the holster at her waist, maintaining her driving speed while scanning both sides with eyes like a hawk.

Dao Ya took a deep breath, and just as she was about to speak, Nan Ting shook her head and whispered:

"Pretend you haven't noticed anything. Don't worry, my men are already on both sides. If there are any assassins, they will be eliminated quickly."

Dao Ya nodded, subtly observing the side of the road closest to the sycamore trees out of the corner of her eye.

Suddenly, Nan Ting swerved the steering wheel to the side. Dao Ya quickly grabbed the car door to regain her balance, and her pupils contracted sharply.

Hand grenades were flying toward the car he was in.

The grenade arced through the air, and Nan Ting slammed on the gas pedal, sending the Cadillac hurtling off like a black panther.

Explosions rang out one after another, and brick walls crumbled and debris flew everywhere in the rearview mirror.

Dao Ya pressed herself against the seat and heard Nan Ting say coldly:
"They took action."

Before the words were even finished, flashes of light appeared behind the sycamore trees on both sides, gunshots rang out, and a firefight broke out instantly.

Nan Ting quickly shifted gears with her right hand to control the direction, drew her pistol from her waist with her left hand, and fired three shots in quick succession. Before the gunshots had even faded, the two men in black opposite her fell to the ground.

Dao Ya's face was gloomy, but she was quite calm inside.

Dao Ya had anticipated this scene.

Since they've already clashed with the Mei Agency, and given the current situation, Kagesa and Suzuki Haruko will naturally only back down when they're at their wits' end.

Before that, they would definitely have to try to kill themselves.

Nan Ting's skills are undeniable. Not only is her reaction to a sudden attack incredibly fast, but she also maintains such accurate marksmanship while driving.

As Dao Ya watched Nan Ting raise her gun and fire at her window, she sat against the back of her chair, feeling as if she could see the trajectory of the bullets passing before her eyes with each shot.

After only a dozen seconds of fighting, Nan Ting's men quickly moved behind the enemy, and the two sides clashed in close combat, with gunfire ringing out densely.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Nan Ting stepped on the gas, and the car shot off Wutong Road like an arrow, the engine roaring as it tore through the smoke-filled air.

The wheels rolled over spent cartridges and gravel, and the gunfire behind them gradually faded into the distance.

Nan Ting gripped the steering wheel tightly, her knuckles turning white, her eyes fixed on the winding street ahead.

Daoya slowly straightened up, took out a spare pistol from beside the footrest, and whispered:
"They won't just set up this one ambush."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a black Dodge sedan suddenly started up and sped towards them from behind the sycamore trees at the intersection ahead.

Nan Ting sneered, swerved sharply, and the Cadillac slid into the alley, its tires scraping against the wall, sparks flying everywhere.

The alley was deep and narrow, yet she knew the way inside like the back of her hand, as if she had etched every inch of the road into her palm.

That's right, Nan Ting had already thoroughly investigated this road. She knew the names of every household here, and even how many steps each house had.

"Then let me send them on their way!"

"My reinforcements will be here soon."

As soon as Nan Ting finished speaking, Dao Ya added this sentence.

This surprised Nan Ting somewhat:

"Did you know that the Mei Agency was lying in ambush for you here?"

Dao Ya smiled, pursing her lips.
“I’ve been having lunch in the French Concession for the past few days, taking this route all the time. I deliberately created such a big opening, so they have no reason not to come.”

Nan Ting's lips twitched slightly. She felt that Dao Ya had gone mad, knowing full well the danger, yet still insisting on sending her over.

After saying that, Daoya took out a pocket watch from her handbag. When she opened it, there was a black and white photograph on the cover of the pocket watch, showing two little girls.

One had a blank expression, while the other had a bright smile.

That's right, the two people in this photo are Dao Ya and her sister Dao Yan.

After glancing at the photo, Dao Ya checked the time and her smile deepened.

"The time has come. I hope they will like the gifts I prepared."

Just as the hands of her pocket watch pointed to 12:30, Dao Ya silently gripped the watch tighter. Suddenly, a violent explosion came from the road behind her, and flames shot into the sky.

The pursuing Meiji vehicles were all brought to a standstill by the sudden explosion.

The shockwave from the explosion shattered the glass windows at the alley entrance, and shards rained down.

Nan Ting stepped on the gas, and the Cadillac sped out of the alley like a black panther, heading straight for the street illuminated by the firelight.

Amidst the billowing smoke, Dao Ya put away her pocket watch, her eyes cold and stern.

“I walk that road every day, I even know the location of the underground drainage pipes by heart.” She paused, “This explosive is enough to give them a hard time.”

Nan Ting glanced at the burning wreckage in the rearview mirror and asked in a deep voice:

"Even if you knew they would ambush us here, how could you possibly have calculated my driving rhythm so precisely? If I had been even a fraction slower, we would have been the ones blown up!"

“Yes,” Daoya chuckled, “so you see how accurate my calculations are.”

Nan Ting was speechless. She thought Miao Xue was crazy enough before, but today she discovered someone even crazier than Miao Xue.

Of course, Dao Ya also values ​​her life. Just like Nan Ting asked, if the car had been going slower, they would have been the ones blown up.

Dao Ya naturally wouldn't tell Nan Ting that she had begged her brother-in-law for something valuable in order to settle accounts with Mei Jiji today.

Remote-controlled bombs in nano mode!

The pocket watch that Daoya had just gripped was the controller for the explosives.

Although she didn't know how her brother-in-law had modified her pocket watch into this way, Dao Ya stopped thinking about such questions soon after learning that Zhao Xuan had amazing abilities.

Dao Ya won't make things difficult for herself if she can't figure them out; as long as something works, that's fine!
At the street corner ahead, a group of soldiers in black uniforms were frantically assembling, while in the distance, the faint sounds of police sirens and motorcycles could be heard—her reinforcements had arrived.

Nan Ting slammed on the brakes, the rear of the car swerved in an arc, and the sedan came to a stop next to the line of people gathered in front.

Once the car came to a stop, the officer standing at the back of the column waved his hand, and the three ranks of soldiers quickly dispersed, forming a tactical formation to surround the street.

The officer strode forward and saluted: "Miss Dao, all exits have been sealed off as planned."

Daoya pushed open the car door and coldly glanced at the smoke-filled alleyway. "Mr. Sakata, I'd like to trouble you. Tell the warriors of the Empire that after the operation, each of them will receive a small yellow croaker."

She lightly stroked the surface of the pocket watch with her fingertips, a slight smile playing on her lips. "The game has only just begun."

While the military police were on their way, Miao Xue got out of the Cadillac she had stolen on Wutong Road.

Miao Xue lifted her black trench coat, revealing a silver pistol in her hand, the barrel still emitting wisps of smoke.

After glancing at her men, Miao Xue's gaze fell on Yuan Fang. She then raised her hand and gestured for him to spread out to both sides. Yuan Fang immediately understood and led his men to flank the enemy from both sides.

Meanwhile, Miao Xue, alone, walked to the iron gate of No. 37 Wutong Road with a gun in hand. Without saying a word, she aimed at the lock of the iron gate and fired a shot, then pushed the door open and went inside.

Hearing the commotion, the person in the room turned even more ferocious with an already gloomy expression.

From the commotion outside, she could tell that the ambush had failed.

She just didn't expect that someone would actually find this place.

She never revealed this place, and the people lying in ambush never appeared in the vicinity, so how did that person find this place?
The person inside the room was none other than Haruko Suzuki.

In order to successfully eliminate Toa, Haruko Suzuki personally arrived at the scene to direct the operation.

However, the location she chose was absolutely safe, and she never imagined that she would be discovered there.

She quickly grabbed the pistol from the table, pointed it at the doorway, her breathing steady, her eyes fixed on the door like a hawk's.

Soon, she heard someone turn the doorknob. Haruko Suzuki released the safety, her index finger already on the trigger, ready to fire at any moment.

Haruko Suzuki now regrets letting Sasaki lead people out through the secret passage to check the situation.

The enemy is now within reach, and even if Suzuki Haruko wanted to escape through the secret passage, it would be too late.

"Section Chief Suzuki, is that you inside?"

The sound of the doorknob turning abruptly stopped, replaced by a slightly mocking female voice from outside the door.

Haruko Suzuki recognized that voice all too well.

How did Miao Xue end up here?

Ding Moqun!!

Thinking of this, Haruko Suzuki took a deep breath. Now, it seemed that only by admitting that it was herself could she possibly survive.

Click!

The door opened, and Suzuki Haruko looked at Miao Xue standing in the doorway with a smile.

"Aren't you afraid I'll shoot?"

Miao Xue walked into the room indifferently, and only after watching Suzuki Haruko slowly lower her pistol did Miao Xue reply:

"Oh, you can certainly give it a try."

As Miao Xue finished speaking, Suzuki Haruko frowned and looked at the window that had suddenly made a noise.

At this moment, there were people standing in the windows on both sides of the room, and each person who opened the window was holding a grenade.

If Haruko Suzuki had actually fired the gun, she would have been blown to pieces by now.

"Section Chief Suzuki, what brings you here?"

"That's what I should be asking you!"

Both of them pretended not to understand. Miao Xue smiled calmly upon hearing this, then her expression turned cold. Before Suzuki Haruko could react, Miao Xue raised her hand and smashed Suzuki Haruko on the head with the butt of her gun. Suzuki Haruko fell to the ground with a thud, and blood slowly flowed down from her forehead.

Suzuki Haruko, who had fallen to the ground, turned her head in disbelief to look at Miao Xue, her eyes almost blazing with anger:

"Bagaya road!"

"Are you out of your mind? How dare you lay a hand on me?!"

Miao Xue walked forward with a cold smile, stomped her foot hard on Suzuki Haruko's shoulder, and looked down at Suzuki Haruko, coldly saying:
"You've known me for quite a while now, so you should know about my relationship with the section chief. You even dared to mess with the section chief's sister-in-law. Are you looking for death?"

Haruko Suzuki trembled; she had already sensed the chilling killing intent emanating from Miao Xue.

This guy wouldn't actually dare to kill me, would he?
"Bag! Bag!"

Despite the numbness and pain in half of her body, Suzuki Haruko roared and glared at Miao Xue:

"If you dare touch me today, I guarantee you..."

Bang!
Before Suzuki Haruko could finish speaking, Miao Xue kicked her in the head.

Haruko Suzuki bent backward, revealing a tall military boot print on her face, with blood flowing freely, making her look extremely miserable.

Miao Xue looked down at Suzuki Haruko, who was curled up on the ground, her voice as cold as ice: "You promise? What can you promise?"

She slowly crouched down, gently pressing the muzzle of the gun against Suzuki Haruko's blood-stained forehead. "Do you know why Ding Moqun sent me?"

Haruko Suzuki's pupils trembled violently, and her lips moved but no sound came out.

"Because he knows that no one can leave here alive after I've taken their hands on them!"

"no, do not want"

Suzuki Haruko finally panicked. She trembled and tried to back away, but Miao Xue's gun barrel was pressed firmly against her forehead, preventing her from moving.

Yuan Fang, standing to the side, sighed. He knew that coming out today would definitely not end well.

Based on Yuan Fang's understanding of Miao Xue, this woman had a gun pointed at someone's head, so there was absolutely no way she would let Suzuki Haruko get out alive.

The idea had barely formed when a gunshot suddenly rang out in the room.

Miao Xue pulled the trigger without hesitation. The gunshot rang out suddenly in the confined space, and blood blossomed like dark red petals on the gray cement floor.

Yuan Fang turned his head away, and all he could hear was the whistling of the wind through the window.

Miao Xue wiped the blood splattered on her body, put away her gun, took out a pack of Marlboro cigarettes from the pocket of her suit, lit one, and blew a puff of smoke into Suzuki Haruko's unseeing face.

Smoke swirled above the corpse, like a thin veil shrouding the lingering resentment.

The gray smoke drifted in the silence. Miao Xue stared coldly at those eyes, wide open until death, and murmured softly:

"Learn from this in your next life; not everyone is someone you can afford to offend!"

She flicked her cigarette ash, turned and walked towards the door, her high-heeled boots leaving a trail of cold, resolute footprints on the edge of the pool of blood.

Yuan Fang remained standing in the same spot, his face as pale as paper.

"Let's go!"

Miao Xue leaned against the door and looked back, her voice hoarse but undeniably authoritative:

"A fire suddenly broke out here, and by the time we realized what was happening, it was too late to save it."

The wind whipped up the hem of her blood-stained clothes, as if it would swallow the entire building of darkness in the next second.

Yuan Fang's lips twitched slightly, and he quickly directed his subordinates to start pouring gasoline into the room.

After everyone had evacuated, the towering flames had already dyed the sky a crimson hue.

Seeing Miao Xue walk towards her Cadillac, Yuan Fang hurriedly shouted to his subordinate, whose expression was grim:
"Fire! Help!"

"Hurry up, or the corpses will be burned to ashes!"

Yuan Fang's words clearly implied that he wanted Suzuki Haruko's body to be burned to ashes.

On the other side, the military police had already wiped out Suzuki Haruko's subordinates, but Sasaki was much smarter. Seeing that things were not going well, he immediately turned his guns on his own people and slaughtered them.

After running into the military police, Sasaki quickly explained that he had noticed gunfire and saw the military police carrying out a crackdown, so he joined in to assist them.

The squad leader of the military police unit knew Sasaki and didn't doubt what he said.

After all the assassins sent by the Mei Agency were dealt with, the squad leader led Sasaki and the others back to report.

At that moment, on a street not far from the French Concession, Dao Ya was chatting and laughing with Sakata Jiro.

Nan Ting remained standing not far from Dao Ya with an icy expression, constantly watching her surroundings. She could react immediately to any situation that posed a threat to Dao Ya, and even taking a bullet for Dao Ya was within Nan Ting's consideration.

"Report! The enemy has been completely wiped out!"

Upon hearing this, Sakata Jiro smiled and nodded to the squad leader. He had originally planned to call it a day with Toa, as their mission for the day was already complete. However, upon seeing Sasaki, Sakata Jiro looked puzzled.
"Sasaki-kun, what are you doing here?"

Sasaki explained using his previous words, then glanced nervously at Toa, and realizing she didn't take him seriously at all, he swallowed hard before turning to Sakata Jiro and saying:
"Sakata-kun, today my section chief and I came here on business when we suddenly heard gunshots. My section chief told us to come and check, and then we participated in the battle to wipe out the enemy."

"Now that the enemy has been eliminated, I won't disturb you any longer. I need to go and meet up with the section chief."

Sakata Jiro smiled and nodded:
"Of course, there's nothing else here, Sasaki-kun, please make yourself at home."

(End of this chapter)