Snow Leopard: Building the Strongest Elite Group through Robbery

Chapter 1104 Bei Sudong's Hand

“It’s beautiful,” Hase Kiyoshi said, offering his answer.

Xiao Ya shook her head; "I don't know, but it doesn't really matter who did it."

The navy has launched an operation, with the Fifth and Second Theaters coordinating, and the Ninth Theater launching a localized counterattack. This will allow the people at headquarters to make the right choice.

As for who did it, what does it matter? It will be found out sooner or later anyway.

“Indeed, it’s not important anymore,” Hase Kiyoshi smiled and agreed.

"We really didn't do it?" Washington, D.C.

Marshall looked at President Rosifer in disbelief and asked.

Rossifer was quite certain: "It's not us. There's no need for us to launch another operation at this critical juncture. After all, their intelligence agencies aren't idiots."

The first operation was meticulously planned, and they even gathered some clues to target the mountain city. But for the second time, they had neither the right time nor the right reason.

Going there is not like walking into a trap.

"As long as it's not us, it's fine. To be honest, I'm really worried."

"General, you are overthinking this. This matter will not have much impact on us. On the contrary, it will bring us more benefits. Of course, if Your Excellency is willing, you can also assist the Kyoto authorities in bringing this heinous criminal to justice."

Anyway, I didn't do the second thing, so I'm not afraid of your investigation.

“Your Excellency is right. We should indeed give them a suitable lead. However, I don’t quite understand why you chose Yamashiro instead of Winston and his team. In fact, Winston and his team would have been more suitable to be the ones pulling Kyoto along.”

"Britain has already tied down Berlin, so there's no need for us to add too many enemies for them. Besides, have you noticed a problem? Britain's fighting strength here isn't that great. If we really unleash this fury on them, do you think they can withstand it?"

Those bunch of useless trash.

I originally thought they had the best supplies and weapons that were countless times better than those in the mountain city, but look at what they've done—do they deserve the weapons they have?

I'm so sorry, with the same weapons and equipment, he could guarantee that the mountain city could withstand a Japanese army of the same size, but they simply couldn't.

"Knowing they're useless, why should I add fuel to the fire? Do you think I want them to take over more territory?"

Rossifer's words made Marshall realize something; "In that case, this matter can only be handled by the mountain city."

Mountain City, Ninth War Zone Command Post.

After the second poison gas bomb exploded.

Commander Bai then instructed Deng Yaoxian to confirm one thing: whether Zhou Weiguo was responsible for this.

Several days had passed. Just when Commander Bai had almost forgotten about the incident, Deng Yaoxian arrived at his command post.

"Sir, we've found out that Wei Guo didn't do this."

"Who could have done that? I doubt it was the US. They wouldn't do it a second time after doing it once, since that would be too easy to expose them."

Deng Yaoxian took out a document from his briefcase; "We have carefully analyzed the communication signals between Kyoto and other places during this period. According to our analysis, the Northern Soviet Union has the closest contact with this side."

Northern Soviet Union?

Little Zhuge looked up: "How could it be them?"

Their own backyard is on fire, how come they still have time to come over here and cause trouble?

Chief of Staff Wu, standing nearby, thought of something and said, "From another perspective, they are currently facing attacks from multiple remnants of the previous regime. They have to deal with their own internal problems while also guarding against Berlin. Moreover, according to our intelligence, a genuine force seeking to restore the previous regime has emerged within North Soviet Union. These forces are likely to ignite rapidly, and if they fall into internal strife, they may not be able to cope. Therefore..."

“If you look at it from that perspective, it makes sense.” Little Zhuge put down the pencil in his hand and crossed his arms. “Right now, I’m not worried about anything. I’m just worried that this brat will go crazy if he sees someone impersonating him.”

When that kid goes crazy, even if he were right next to me, I might not be able to stop him, let alone now that he's not even here.

"Sir, he is a man of principle."

Ok……

That’s all I can think of.

North Sudan. Prime Minister Mosike's residence.

Josephine filled her pipe with tobacco again, lit it, and stood by the window in a daze. On the large, intricately carved coffee table next to her, several telegrams were scattered about.

Behind him stood five or six people, all high-ranking members of the Northern Soviet Union, while the Minister of the Interior stood out conspicuously among them.

After all, everything that has happened recently has led people to say that he is an incompetent person.

"Can any of you tell me where these people came from, why they've grown so rapidly, whether it's something someone did on purpose, or whether they've been waiting for an opportunity all along?"

Josephine turned to look at the group of people, and without waiting for their reply, she continued, "The resistance in the mountain city has been extremely fierce recently, and there have even been some counterattacks. Do you know what it means for us if we allow them to continue their counterattacks?"

The defense minister was about to speak when the foreign minister tugged at his sleeve.

At this point, you shouldn't respond. Don't you know what kind of person he is? Why go up and suffer? If he's unhappy, he can find any excuse to get rid of you, and you won't even have a chance to complain.

"Your Excellency the Prime Minister, we have devised a meticulous plan to release poison gas in downtown Kyoto. The method is based on their past retaliatory use of poison gas against Kyoto on the front lines, ensuring that no one will suspect us."

The head of the intelligence department has to step forward; if he doesn't say something soon, he probably won't see the sun rise tomorrow.

Clearly, compared to the current internal rebellions, the Prime Minister is now more concerned about the victory in the mountain city.

Josephine didn't speak, but glanced at him and then looked at the Minister of Defense; "Have you come out with the latest analysis of the military supplies reserves in Yamashiro and Tokyo, and the differences between them?"

The Defense Secretary immediately took a document from his briefcase and handed it over; "It's out, their gap is narrowing, but not significantly."

The few words, seemingly insignificant, made Josephine put down her pipe and say, "Why did this happen? This shouldn't be the case. The aid we and Britain and America gave them shouldn't have resulted in this. What's going on?"