Chapter 691: Mission Completed, Perfect Settlement

Upon hearing this, Okamura Neiji's heart sank.

These two bastards!

But soon after, the old Japanese devil felt something was off—how could the equipment, which had fallen into the Eighth Route Army's hands, also be linked to the Military Statistics Bureau?

Chen Yongren also feigned confusion: "Why would the Military Statistics Bureau people get involved too?"

He then manipulated Yuesheng Huzhizhu to recite his script verbatim, while Zhongyuan Shen recorded it from the side.

"Because of a mistake, Military Statistics Bureau agents noticed we were smuggling supplies, so they sent people to find me…" Yuesheng Huzhizhu said, his face full of regret, muttering to himself.

"If I refuse to cooperate, they'll spread the word that I'm selling materiel to the National Government…"

"What's there to fear over such a trivial matter? You haven't even cooperated with them, so why worry about this threat? If you'd come clean from the start, why would it have come to this?" Chen Yongren snapped angrily: "You've disgraced the face of the Younger Brother Country's soldiers—you bastard, you're not fit to be a soldier!"

Having said that, Chen Yongren slapped Yuesheng Huzhizhu hard across the face twice.

Forget it—slapping a Japanese major general's big ears feels even better than beating a colonel.

I just don't know how Okamura Neiji's touch feels.

"You think I don't know about this?" Yuesheng Huzhizhu protested vehemently: "Our smuggling of supplies is factual; if the final buyer really had ties to the Military Statistics Bureau, even if we later claimed ignorance, do you think the military would believe us?"

Chen Yongren pretended to be silent.

That point, however, is true.

Because Yuesheng Huzhizhu had indeed been reselling supplies before—who knows who he actually sold them to?

Under Japan's internal policy of presuming guilt, once they have an issue they must undergo strict scrutiny—and Yuesheng Huzhizhu's lot simply couldn't survive an investigation.

The best outcome would be stripped of military rank and then sent packing back to Japan.

"We shouldn't have been so greedy; if we'd stopped earlier, perhaps things wouldn't have gotten this bad."

Chen Yongren continued to control Yuesheng Huzhizhu, then promptly had Jing Shang Junxiong, with a helpless expression, say: "Yuesheng-kun, things have already happened; saying more now is too late—we've lost any chance for regret."

"Now isn't the time for regret—keep talking!" Chen Yongren coldly glanced at the two old Japanese devils and said: "It started with the Military Statistics Bureau; why are we now tangled with the Eighth Route Army?"

Yuesheng Huzhizhu and Jing Shang Junxiong exchanged a glance.

Jing Shang Junxiong shook his head helplessly: "It's just our bad luck—we transported a batch of supplies under the pretense of repairing artillery, intending to sell them to the Military Statistics Bureau…"

"And then?" Chen Yongren asked.

Okamura Neiji and Anda Ershisan also stared at them intently.

But midway, they were eyed by the Eighth Route Army stationed near the highway; they not only seized the supplies, but even took the artillery…

Upon hearing this, Okamura Neiji's eyelids twitched twice.

His subordinate unit had lost a cannon, which he knew well; the battle report claimed it was captured in combat by the Eighth Route Army—who knew it was actually lost this way?

The fact that they used artillery repair as a cover for transport is true, as is falsifying the battle report; Chen Yongren merely uncovered it with his scanning eye and then made a slight embellishment.

After all.

"Playful talk isn't nonsense, adaptation isn't random fabrication—everything must have a trace to be truly perfect."

"And then?" Chen Yongren said again.

"After learning of this, we immediately realized the seriousness of the problem." Jing Shang Junxiong said: "We wanted to trade supplies with the Eighth Route Army to get this cannon back…"

"They actually agreed to our request, but demanded we give them a batch of supplies, and we reluctantly accepted their terms."

"Who knew that after they took the supplies, they'd suddenly turn hostile, refuse to pay, and even threaten to announce publicly that we'd surrendered to the Eighth Route Army if we didn't keep cooperating?"

"This cannon bearing the locust‑chamber mark is our token of surrender."

Upon hearing this, Okamura Neiji's nose nearly twisted from anger.

"You useless idiots, you two morons—falling for the same trick twice, twice, they ask and you just give?" Okamura Neiji picked up a teacup and smashed it hard into Jing Shang Junxiong's face; the shards sliced his dog‑like visage, and blood poured down in a rush.

These two idiots are beyond help.

But this is enough to prove they're worried about exposure—otherwise they wouldn't have accepted the Eighth Route Army's terms.

"If this gets exposed, our dealings with the Military Statistics Bureau could be discovered; we can only try to minimize the impact." Under Chen Yongren's arrangement, Jing Shang Junxiong's explanation and Okamura Neiji's idea were identical.

"What a pair of hopeless idiots." Chen Yongren feigned helplessness: "Just how did you manage to give weapons and equipment to the Eighth Route Army?"

Yuesheng Huzhizhu replied cautiously: "Reasonable battlefield attrition, and supplies seized during transport…"

"Don't you fear exposure?" Chen Yongren asked.

"So we still have a way." Yuesheng Huzhizhu said.

"What way?" Chen Yongren asked.

"Sometimes we'd claim losses and dismantle various gun parts." Yuesheng Huzhizhu grinned: "Put those parts together and you get a new rifle; though slow, the trickle adds up, and the numbers can be considerable."

Next.

Yuesheng Huzhizhu and Jing Shang Junxiong then frankly confessed all the implicated officers.

That's also simple—the scanning eye already gave the relevant personnel; just read off the list.

After the interrogation, Zhongyuan Shen handed the personnel list to Chen Yongren.

Chen Yongren glanced at it briefly, then handed the statements to Okamura Neiji: "General Okamura, we've finished questioning everyone."

Okamura Neiji stared at the statements, his face darkening; large parts of the North China forces were implicated.

Although they, like Yeshan Ziji, were only in it for profit and not truly defecting, it was still enough to anger the old Japanese devils.

"General, how should we handle them?" Chen Yongren looked at the few trussed up with five‑flower bindings.

"Take them…" Okamura Neiji had originally intended to send them to a military court.

But such a humiliating affair, he didn't want it known to everyone; the incident with Shantian Tailang still haunted Okamura Neiji to this day.

"Let them have a dignified outcome." Okamura Neiji waved his hand.

"Haiyi, Chief Commander understands!" Having said that, Chen Yongren drew his Luger pistol from his waist, walked up to Yuesheng Huzhizhu, and blew its brains out without hesitation.

He then approached Jing Shang Junxiong and gave him a bullet as well.

Gunshots rang out in succession inside the room, and Chen Yongren swiftly disposed of these five Japanese devils.

After confirming they were dead, Chen Yongren walked over to Gangcun Ning's side again, stepped forward and said, "Reporting to General Your Excellency, Yue Sheng Hu Zhuzhu and the others feel guilty; taking advantage of our unpreparedness, they drew their guns and committed suicide. I failed in my supervision—please punish me, General Your Excellency!"

As his words fell, Chen Yongren heard a long-unheard system prompt tone.

【The master successfully framed and killed a Japanese military officer, disrupted the Japanese army's sweep plan, perfectly completed the mission, mission reward settlement in progress…】