strictlysupreme Chapter 937 Hong Kong Island
Chapter 937 Hong Kong Island
December 21, 1941, Hong Kong Island.
Ever since the Navy was ordered to launch a war at Pearl Harbor in the Pacific on December 6 and won, the Army Department could no longer hold back.
How can these people in the Navy Department take all the credit?
So, on the next day, December 7, the Minister of War, with the permission of Prime Minister Tojo, issued an order to attack Southeast Asia.
Hong Kong Island, as the most critical port city in Asia and an important British colony, was naturally included as one of the targets.
On December 7, Lieutenant General Sakai of the 23rd Division stationed in Guangzhou was ordered to launch an invasion war against Hong Kong Island.
The then Governor of Hong Kong, Mark Young, led the British army and Indian soldiers in a brave resistance.
Unfortunately, the strength of the two sides was far apart, and this resistance lasted less than two weeks before it became exhausted.
In addition, in order to capture Hong Kong Island, the Japanese army had already cut off all reinforcement routes. By around the 20th, they could no longer organize any decent resistance. Everyone knew that surrender was only a matter of time.
At this time, at one end of Hong Kong Island, in a large warehouse.
Countless men and women filled the entire warehouse.
At a glance, there are at least 10,000 to 20,000 people hidden in this warehouse of more than 3,000 square meters.
Everyone's expressions were almost the same, all of them were panic, uneasy, and pale.
On the second floor of the warehouse, Bao Daxing was sitting in his office with a frown on his face. Bao Daxing was Ma Yongxiang's boss, and he felt troubled when he saw the huge crowd of people below the warehouse.
Hong Kong Island was attacked by the Japanese and the city was in chaos.
Fortunately, all the medicines delivered last month have been shipped to Shanghai, so his warehouse is now empty. If something happened to the medicines, he didn't know how to explain to Chen Yang.
There was a rush of footsteps, and a well-dressed strong man opened the door and called out, "Daxing."
Bao Daxing stood up and said, "Old Kuai, you are here."
The old Kuai's name is Kuai Youmin, and he was also one of the people who participated in the interrogation of the ancient painting. At the beginning, Chen Yang was afraid that they would leak the secret, so he arranged for them to come to Hong Kong Island to take refuge temporarily.
After so many years, the original few people have long become local big brothers, and Lao Kuai has also married and had children in Hong Kong Island and is living a good life.
"Daxing, what's going on? Why are you hiding so many people here? If the Japanese find out, it will be troublesome."
"It was Brother Xiang who ordered this." Bao Daxing waved his hands helplessly and said, "At first my brothers just wanted people to get out of the way, but someone leaked the news and suddenly 10,000 or 20,000 people came in."
"Originally the brothers wanted to drive them away, but Brother Xiang said that they are all Chinese people, we can't just stand by and watch them die. We people from Shandong Province can't do such a heartless thing."
"After he said that, the brothers had no choice but to let these people in."
Ma Yongxiang's idea? He had good intentions. Old Kuai couldn't help but sigh.
Well, no wonder Shandong Province became a major province for civil service examinations in later generations, its awareness is really high.
Lao Kuai frowned and said, "Daxing, what on earth did Brother Xiang ask me to do? My warehouse can't accommodate people. Those materials were entrusted by the boss. If something goes wrong, I can't explain it."
Although Lao Kuai was brought by Ma Yongxiang, they each had their own businesses later on. Lao Kuai followed Xiaotongqiao's route and bought and sold black market supplies.
Ma Yongxiang's main business was to receive penicillin shipped from Europe and the United States, and then arrange ships to send it to Shanghai after it arrived.
Bao Daxing shook his head and said, "I don't know either. It's not just you. Brother Xiang also called that English guy."
Englishman? Old Kuai frowned as if remembering something and said, "Oh, you mean the director of Huafu Fund."
"What did Brother Xiang ask him to do?"
Bao Daxing said: "A telegram was sent from Shanghai this morning. Brother Xiang went out after reading the telegram."
As the two were talking, another sound of footsteps was heard, and a sturdy man over eight feet tall pushed open the door and walked in carrying a package.
"Brother Xiang." The two of them hurriedly bowed to the visitor.
"Old Kuai is here." Ma Yongxiang put the package aside and sat behind the desk and said, "Please sit down."
Old Kuai Bao Daxing sat down quickly. Old Kuai asked in confusion, "Brother Xiang, is there something you want me to do?"
Ma Yongxiang glanced at Lao Kuai and asked, "Is your warehouse okay?"
Lao Kuai shook his head and said, "It's okay. I told the brothers to lock the warehouse door and not to move the things inside."
Ma Yongxiang threw the package to him and said, "Take this away and hang it on the door. You can sell things in your shop as usual. The Japanese will not take action."
"This world is so chaotic, you must act according to your conscience and not profit from this national disaster."
Lao Kuai took the package and touched it. It was soft inside, like a piece of silk. What was this?
Before Lao Kuai had time to ask, there was a sudden commotion downstairs in the warehouse, followed by the sound of several footsteps and a group of people rushing into the office.
"Brother Xiang, something happened. The damn Liu Qi brought a group of Japanese to our warehouse."
"There are about 200 people on the other side. Should we take them down?"
Ma Yongxiang scolded, "Nonsense, you dare to fight with the Japanese, are you tired of living?"
"I'll go see where the person is."
The man's expression changed slightly and he said, "Brother Xiang, that's a Japanese, you..."
"Stop talking nonsense and take me there." Ma Yongxiang was too lazy to explain to him, so he stood up and walked out.
Outside the warehouse, Major Harada Beshiro, the squad leader of the 23rd Division's Nara Detachment, looked at the huge warehouse in front of him and asked a man in a short coat beside him, "Mr. Liu, did you really see a lot of people running in here?"
The man next to Harada Beshiro was over five feet tall, with middle-parted traitor hair, and said with a big smile on his face, "Harada-taijun, don't worry, I definitely saw it with my own eyes."
"The person in charge here is a very bad guy who specifically opposes the imperial army."
"If you go against the Imperial Japanese Army, you'll die." Haradabe Shiro showed a ferocious look on his face and said in Japanese: "The first team will go around the back door to prevent anyone from escaping."
"Second and third teams, check your weapons and prepare to attack."
"Hi." The little leader behind him responded loudly, and a group of soldiers ran to the rear with guns in hand. More than a hundred people checked their guns and prepared for the attack.
At this moment, the door of the warehouse suddenly opened, and a strong man over 1.9 meters tall walked out with several people.
Seeing a group of Japanese pointing guns at him, Ma Yongxiang didn't seem to care at all, but walked straight to Harada Beshiro. "You, come in with me."
"Baka," Harada was stunned for a moment, then flew into a rage and asked, "Who are you? How dare you talk to me in that tone?"
Ma Yongxiang reached into his inner pocket and pulled out a small blue notebook and handed it to Harada: "I am Ma Yongxiang, the Transport Officer for the Hong Kong Island Region of the Joint Transport Department."