Washington, USA.

In the corridor of a luxury hotel, Guqi whispered to Zuo Chong: "Second, you have finally arrived. Brothers are all worried about your safety."

The two walked on the soft Persian carpet and walked towards the hotel restaurant while talking. Seeing this, the waiters passing by leaned over and stood down.

In order to keep confidentiality and security, the Military Control Commission has reserved all the rooms. For guests who are so generous, the hotel must give due respect. The complexion of the skin is for the poor.

"What are you worried about?" Zuo Chong shook his head and said in a plain tone: "Tokyo is not a tiger's den."

"That's natural." Gu Qi bowed slightly, and Ma P came casually: "You will definitely succeed when you take the horse yourself. Everyone is waiting in the restaurant, ready to welcome you and Chunyang, Miss He, please."

As he said that, he pushed open two walnut doors. The luxurious decoration in the room behind the door made Zuo Chong raise his eyebrows, and then the two walked in.

After meal.

Everyone sat down next to the fireplace. He Yijun lit the firewood, the dim lights and jumping flames made people feel sleepy.

Gucci first spoke and reported on the implementation of the missions in Liverpool and New York.

After blowing up Glaxo's pharmaceutical factory, they came to New York on an Atlantic cruise ship, and successfully taught Pfizer a lesson with the help of the Military Intelligence Administration in the United States.

Zuo Chong asked after hearing this: "What is the reaction between the US police and the FBI?"

Pfizer's influence in the United States is self-evident. Such an important factory is destroyed and the other party will definitely investigate it.

Guqi smiled: "According to your instructions, we used a diplomatic passport when we entered the country, and the police and the FBI did not dare to do anything."

"Don't be careless, that Mr. Hoover is not a man of rules." Zuo Chong used to pull the firewood with tongs, and the flames in the fireplace became more prosperous.

An ambitious man who dares to collect the privacy of American politicians will not give up investigation just because of his diplomatic passport. As long as he has sufficient interests, the other party will definitely have the courage to seize the "diplomats" of the Republic of China.

Guqi nodded and understood that although the possibility of an American turning against each other was very small, he also considered that otherwise he would not have rented such a large hotel.

Unlike the lurking task, the higher the profession they are now, the safer they are. Once the FBI arrests people, the news will immediately make the headlines.

After checking in, Gui Youguang and Song Minghao also led people to conduct a thorough safety inspection of the hotel to ensure that there was no monitoring equipment in the personnel activity area.

After discussing the completed task, Guqi asked Zuo Chong about their purpose of coming to Washington this time.

When we parted in New Zealand, Zuo Chong said that Washington had important tasks, but did not explain the specific content of the tasks.

Zuo Chong took a document from He Yijun and handed it to Guqi, asking several people to circulate it with each other. The document contained detailed information about Japan's upcoming attack on Pearl Harbor, including his operation in Honolulu.

Everyone finished reading it quickly, and Guqi looked at Zuo Chong in confusion: "Second post, do we want to remind Americans?"

Zuo Chong shook his head. If he just reminded them not to come to the United States, would Americans believe in the government? It would be impossible to think about it.

He took out a map of Washington and tapped the location of the Japanese Embassy: "Two things, pay attention to the every move of the Japanese Embassy and monitor the flow of funds on the other side."

The others were confused and did not understand the reason for doing so. Is the deputy to attack the Japanese embassy? Then why should we monitor the flow of funds?

But no matter what, the command must be executed.

The next day, Guqi and Wu Chunyang came to a street in the District of Columbia and rented an office using their public identity.

From this office, you can clearly see the interior of the Japanese embassy, ​​and even the ambassador's room is fully visible. It is a very ideal surveillance point.

In the following days, several small spies arrived here on the grounds of raising war funds and conducted 24-hour surveillance on the Japanese Embassy.

In comparison, the flow of funds in the Japanese embassy is more difficult to determine, and Wu Chunyang can only use a stupid method - to squat in the account opening bank of the Japanese embassy funds.

According to Bank of America, large-scale changes in funds must be present by the financial officer in person. As long as the financial officer of the Japanese Embassy appears in the bank, it means that there is a situation in the embassy account.

Wu Chunyang stood at the bank gate and handed the leaflets raising war funds to passers-by, constantly scanning the crowd, especially the guests entering the bank.

News of a group of Republicans moving around the Japanese embassy was soon delivered to the FBI headquarters, the Department of Justice Building on Pennsylvania Avenue.

Commissioner Smith, who was in charge of East Asia, immediately called his senior agent and issued an order, with a very stiff tone.

"Agent Wesson, you go and warn the Republicans, I don't want to see them shoot the streets with the Japanese in Washington, do you understand?"

Commissioner Smith has a standard elite face, strong body, fair skin, blue eyes and raised hook nose, which feels very oppressive.

The agent Weisen, who was in his mouth, had a bitter face with his eyes lowered, his hair was curled in a mess, and his suit was wrinkled, and it seemed that he had not washed for many days.

Hearing the order from his boss, Agent Weisen nodded lazily, turned around and walked out of the office and clapped his hands.

"Guys, I need a few helpers. The specialist asked us to greet the people of the Republic of China. It's a very simple task. Does anyone sign up?"

All the FBI agents on standby raised their hands. This kind of task was easy and was very suitable for passing the time.

In this way, Wei Sen took people to the office and bank rented by the Military Control Commission respectively, and negotiated with Gu Qi and Wu Chunyang. The negotiation process was quite pleasant.

One of the two sides reiterated the United States' neutral position and the other promised not to engage in armed activities within the United States, and the matter ended like this.

However, when leaving Gucci, Weisen clicked the telescope in front of the office window, and pointed his eyes together.

Guqi smiled without saying a word and politely sent the other party away. Everyone was walking with him, so there was no need to say a lot of things.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The FBI not only interviewed Guqi and others, but also arranged surveillance personnel outside the bank gate. Although there were only a few people, this showed his attitude.

Zuo Chong knew about the FBI's actions and just smiled faintly. They were not here to kill people during this trip, and the FBI could not keep an eye on his subordinates.

The time entered December 1941.

Japanese Ambassador to the United States Saburo Nomura and his assistant visited Roosevelt, who said he never gave up on his hope of achieving a peaceful resolution of the conflict between Japan and the United States.

But Japan recently occupied French India, mobilized its troops to the south, and made hostile remarks, which poured cold water on the US government and the people.

Saburo Nomura sincerely expressed his apology and promised that he would convey Roosevelt's opinion to Tokyo and ensure that Japan and the United States would not go to war.

After the private meeting with the slander, Roosevelt set the principle of "warning, preparation, surveillance, and suspicion" for the military, and sent a warning to MacArthur and other generals in Southeast Asia that Japan might use force.

Americans think that they have successfully confused the Japanese, while Japanese are ready for all battles.

The main force of the joint fleet had left the home port a few days ago and rushed towards Honolulu. The fleet kept radio silent throughout the journey, completely cutting off contact with Tokyo.

The day before the sneak attack, Ozawakawa, who stayed in Honolulu to monitor the US Pacific Fleet, sent a last message and then left Honolulu on a boat.

As a hero of the attack plan, a promotion order and a new military uniform await him in Tokyo.

Honolulu time, December 7, 1941, at 6:30 am.

The Japanese attack fleet entered the attack position about 230 miles from Pearl Harbor.

Navy Nakabashida Mizuo issued an "attack" order as the commander-in-chief of the Air Force Attack Force, and 183 fighter jets and bombers took off.

Half apart from the earth, at 11:30 am Washington time, the Japanese Embassy in the United States received a secret telegram of only a few words: Plan Z begins.

Ambassador Saburo Nomura calmly walked to the staff and announced that he would destroy the secret code and transfer the deposit as planned.

The Military Control Commission surveillance personnel across the road discovered an abnormality immediately. Thick smoke came from the windows of the Japanese embassy, ​​which attracted many citizens to stop and watch, and some people were preparing to call the fire alarm.

Not long after, two cars drove out of the embassy, ​​one headed to the US Presidential Palace and the other headed to the bank.

In the Military Control Commission surveillance point, Guqi put down the blinds, picked up the phone and said, "Operation!"

After saying that, he raised his hand to look at his watch with a solemn expression. Now he already knew the content of the Washington mission and delayed the time when the Japanese submitted their declaration of war.

This task is not difficult, the key is to control time. If it is too early, it will cause the Japanese to be vigilant. If it is too late, the action will be meaningless.

Outside the bank gate.

The Japanese embassy finance officer walked out of the car and was about to enter the hall through the steps. Suddenly, a roar of engines and screams came from behind.

The financial officer turned his head in confusion, but saw a truck crashing straight up. Before he could react, the truck pressed over.

The blood left a long blood mark on the concrete ground. The truck driver jumped out of the car and ran into the panicked crowd. The patrol police woke up as if they were dreaming and blew the whistle.

On the way to the White House, Saburo Nomura took a deep breath and grabbed the briefcase on his knees.

When there were several blocks away from the White House, more than a dozen cars suddenly rushed out, blocking the intersection ahead. The embassy car stopped in an emergency, and Saburo Nomura's head hit the front seats heavily.

Without caring about the headache, he asked the driver loudly: "What's going on?"

"Amproperty, someone blocked the road and the vehicle could not pass!" The driver replied anxiously.

As the sound of whistles came one after another, more than a dozen masked men twisted the keys hard, got out of the car and pulled out the dagger and stabbed the tire several times. The movements were neat and uniform, and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.

Looking at the longer and longer traffic, Saburo Nomura looked pale, then ran to the White House like crazy, not forgetting to hold his briefcase in his hand.

Huolununu time, 7:55 am.

The first Japanese bomb exploded near the seaplane runway on Ford Island. Mizuo Furida drove the Type 97 ship to attack over Pearl Harbor and sent a "spin, spin, spin" signal, which represents the entire army's assault.

Below the Japanese assault aircraft fleet, the neatly arranged Pacific fleet was like a lamb to be slaughtered, and the happy time of the Americans was over.

Twenty minutes later.

1:15 pm Washington time.

The panting Saburo Nomura rushed into the US Secretary of State's office to submit a declaration of war, but what he was waiting for was the other party's humiliation and roar.

"In my more than 50 years of diplomatic career, I have never seen a document that is more lies or distorted by this note."

"I can't imagine that there is such a government on this earth that can tell a big lie so much without regard for the facts. Now, you can get out!"
Chapter completed!