After Muto Akira finished speaking, he stared at Ritakanosuke's expression, but unfortunately he was disappointed. Ritakanosuke's face was not surprised at all, but frowned slightly, and then nodded.

"This step should have been taken long ago. Muto-kun, if such a decision was made at the end of the North China Battle, most Japanese cities would be preserved, and the post-war empire reconstruction would be much faster."

Muto Akira suppressed his disappointment, nodded in agreement, and Ritakanosuke said: "Mutou, what is crucial now is not North Korea or Jiangnan, but the Pacific Ocean. The Chinese people have no navy and cannot cross the Sea of ​​Japan."

"Yes," Muto Akira showed a confused expression on his face: "The next move of the Americans has caused great disagreement in the base camp. Some people think it is the Philippines, some people think it is Taiwan, and some people think it is Iwo Huang Island. However, we need to strengthen the troops in the three places, but we are unable to reach the level, which is really embarrassing."

Ritakanosuke's room was hung with a map of Japanese traveling all over the world. He and Tanabe listened to NHK's radio every day, not for their fake record, but mainly listening to the progress of the war and knowing that the allies had reached there.

So he is very clear about the progress of the war! Muto Akira is also very clear about this.

Another group of citizens rushed over and walked towards the palace cheerfully. The two of them hurriedly avoided the road and watched the group pass by. They turned to the alley next to each other. Simple shacks were built on both sides of the alley. The materials of the shacks were of various types, including wood, linoleum, and straw.

When they walked into the alley, they smelled a strange smell. The two couldn't help but frown, but they thought that they would meet those celebrating crowds on the way back, so they continued to walk along the alley.

Not far away, the two of them knew where the strange smell of the alley came from. Some feces were floating in the ditches on both sides of the road, and the ditches were a little blocked, causing the feces to accumulate together. There was a woman at the water pipe washing the toilet. The woman saw that they were a little panicked and hurriedly picked up the toilet and ran away.

"I don't know if she is afraid of you or me." Ritakanosuke said casually in his eyes. It seems that some of the ordinary Japanese people are no longer interested in war, and life has forced them to find a way out for survival.

Muto Akira smiled awkwardly, Ritakanosuke was dressed in civilian outfit, and women could not be afraid of him. If a woman did not participate in the victory parade, this behavior would be scolded by neighbors and surrounding neighbors.

The alley smelled bad, and both of them accelerated their pace. The alley was not long and the shacks were intermittent. There were still many open spaces in the middle. Some citizens were burned at home. So they left Tokyo; some of their families were burned to death, so naturally no one came to build shacks. The Tokyo Municipal Government was very tolerant of these rebuilt shacks, and all those rebuilt on site were reissued land certificates.

After finally leaving the alley, the two of them took a deep breath and expelled the unpleasant smell from their lungs. Muto Akira breathed a sigh of relief: "Litaojun, do you want to sit in me?"

Ritakanosuke shook his head: "I still have something to do at home, so I won't disturb you."

Muto Akira did not continue to invite him. He just said oh and pushed the cart away. He walked a few steps, and Ritakanosuke called him from behind. Muto Akira turned his head and looked at him, with a kind of expectation in his eyes. But Ritakanosuke was silent and said, "Please pay more attention to Iwojima and the Philippines."

After saying that, Ritaka Nosuke turned around and left without waiting for Muto Akira to reply. Muto Akira stood there blankly until Ritaka Nosuke's back disappeared, and then he pushed the cart away with regret.

Suzuki Kantaro's car drove into the palace. Kido was already waiting there. When he saw Suzuki get out of the car, Kido went up to meet him: "It's been a long time since Tokyo hasn't been so happy."

"How is Your Majesty today?" Suzuki Kantaro sighed bitterly. He could deceive the people outside but not the god in the palace, but the current situation was not what he expected. The people actually held a victory parade spontaneously.

"Not bad," Kido seemed to know Suzuki's embarrassment. He smiled very well: "Some things are just like that. Your Majesty is in a good mood today. He just drank tea with Queen Ryoko."

It can be heard that Hirohito hadn't had tea with the queen for a long time. Suzuki heard what Kido meant. It was nothing to deceive this god without telling Hirohito's truth.

Hirohito's spirit was indeed different from usual. His eyes were bright and his face was emitting a pale light. When he saw Suzuki come in, he actually stood up, which made Suzuki even more terrified.

"Your Majesty, the Prime Minister wants to report to you yesterday's cabinet meeting decision." Kido rushed to report to Hirohito before Suzuki, and at the same time signaled Hirohito to sit down and listen to Suzuki's report before making a statement.

Hirohito was stunned, and then realized that he was a little out of control, so he slowly sat down: "Have you made any decisions at yesterday's meeting?"

"Yes, Your Majesty," Suzuki saluted Hirohito respectfully before answering. He took out the documents from his briefcase and sent them to Hirohito's desk: "This is the result of the investigation conducted by Ishiguro-kun and his people on the national industrial and agricultural finance. Your Majesty, my Majesty," said Suzuki's voice was choked, and two lines of old tears slid from his eyes: "My, I have to report to Your Majesty that the Empire and Empire can no longer be defeated. The Cabinet decided that as long as the allies agree to retain the state system, they would accept the Tehran declaration. My Majesty, I will be entrusted by Your Majesty."

As he said that, Suzuki knelt down and sobbed silently. The light on Hirohito's face suddenly dimmed, and Kido had no idea that Suzuki brought this news today. Although Hirohito hinted at asking for peace from the allies in each meeting, the cabinet still felt deeply hit after making such a decision.

Hirohito was stunned for a while and signaled Kido to help Suzuki up and began to look through the documents carefully. Hirohito's face turned paler after reading a few pages. The numbers on the documents shocked him. His empire was bombarded countless times by the enemy, and the Chinese Air Force came almost every day, and cities turned into ashes in the flames, but when the data was placed in front of him, he still couldn't bear it.

"The fall of Manchuria has a huge impact on the empire. Is the victory of Prime Minister and General Nakajima in South Manchuria still not enough to allow the empire to protect Nan Manchuria?" Hirohito closed the document, and he had already understood that the biggest impact on the empire was the fall of Manchuria. If Manchuria could be defended, the situation would improve to a certain extent.

"Minister Nishio and General Umezu agreed that General Nakajima's victory was only a partial victory and could not reverse the empire's passiveness in Manchuria. Your Majesty, in fact, General Naosaburo Okabe has retreated to Dandong, and the main force of the Kanto Army is gradually withdrawing into North Korea. In addition, elite troops of the qina army have broken into North Korea, and the situation has not been fundamentally changed."

Hirohito's expression suddenly became a little depressed. Kido sighed softly. Suzuki's loyalty to the emperor was unquestionable, but this was a bit trampled. Kido stepped forward: "Your Majesty has long hoped that the bleeding could be ended as soon as possible and world peace will be restored. If this can be achieved, you will not disappoint your Majesty's expectations."

Kido Akira was persuading Suzuki, but in fact he was telling Hirohito in his usual ventriloquy that the prospects of the war were not good, and there was no need to worry about the victory or defeat on the front line. As long as you can get a decent peace, it would be acceptable.

Hirohito closed the document, closed his eyes slightly to stabilize his emotions, and then his decision was very good. If necessary, I can come forward to appease the army. The Prime Minister, how can I notify the allies of the cabinet's decision? What if the allies disagree?" Speaking of this, Hirohito turned his eyes to Kido: "What is the judgment of the important officials?"

The cabinet was holding an emergency meeting last night, and Kido and the important officials were not idle either. They were also holding a meeting last night. Kido and the others did not have Ishiguro's data, but the conclusions they came to were the same as those of the cabinet, and Japan could no longer fight.

"Men and others also believe that peace should be achieved as soon as possible, avoid casualties of civilians, and keep the city as much as possible." Kido replied that yesterday's meeting of important officials avoided Hideki Tojo, and all important officials were unwilling to deal with this guy, believing that he lacked rationality and only fanaticism was left. It was precisely because of the absence of Tojo's attendance that the important officials could speak freely.

Suzuki stepped forward and said firmly: "I believe that this is the last bottom line of the empire, and there is no room for concessions. If the allies still refuse, I am willing to fight to the death. I would rather be broken than give in!"

Hirohito was a little moved. He knew very well that the so-called retaining the national system was just to guarantee his throne. Now tens of millions of Japanese citizens are going to fight for his throne.

Seven years ago, Japan was carnival all over the country, believing that China would surrender within a few months. Since then, Japan has set foot on the mainland and gained endless development space. However, seven years have passed, and the only purpose of Japan's war is left to his throne.

History ruthlessly played with him!

After Suzuki left, Hirohito sat on his throne, and there were still cheers outside the window. The enthusiasm of the people has not been extinguished for a long time, and the sounds have been heard over and over again. This sound once made him happy, but now he only feels a burst of mockery, which makes him feel upset.

"Your Majesty, as long as the national system is still there, the spirit of the Japanese people will be there, and Japan can be rebuilt in the ruins of war. The Chinese people have a saying, "Ten years of cultivation, ten years of resurrection; twenty years later, Japan will stand again among the world's powerful countries. Your Majesty, Japan has not yet reached the time of despair."

Hirohito couldn't help it, tears burst out from his eyes, Kido couldn't help sobbing in a low voice, and the king and his ministers cried to each other.

Ritakanosuke was getting faster and faster, but he knew more clearly in his heart that Dohihara had indeed not forgotten him. Such an important decision would never be revealed. If Akira Muto knew, most of the officers in the military headquarters had already known that the military headquarters had already been in chaos, and young officers would definitely plan to overthrow the cabinet; so Akira Muto's actions must be instructed, and this person would not be someone else, but Dohihara.

Ritakanosuke never believed in coincidences, never underestimated his opponents, and even more afraid to underestimate an opponent like Doihara. After returning to Japan, he was always careful and did not dare to act rashly. He kept guessing how Doihara would use to capture him. Now Doihara has finally revealed his strength.

"So well, Doihara, the Imperial Intelligence Master, let's fight."
Chapter completed!