Manila, Philippines.

Japanese troops and locals who were forcibly enslaved were everywhere.

As the largest port in the Philippines, it was the lifeline for the Japanese troops occupying the Philippines.

Allied air forces had just concluded a round of bombing raids on the port of Manila.

Here, both Japanese soldiers and Filipinos are already used to it.

Every bombing is accompanied by the possibility of an attack from local guerrillas.

These Filipino guerrillas also knew that it was absolutely impossible for them to capture this port, so they just fired a few symbolic shots and ran away.

When Meng Shaoyuan and his party got off the boat, they happened to encounter such a scene.

Not only was the air filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke from the recent bombing, there were also bursts of not-so-intense gunshots.

People working at the dock have long been used to it.

They worked hard to clean up the impact of the bombing, but the gunshots had no impact on them.

A middle-aged man wearing local clothes came up to him and asked in Japanese:

“Bumpy sailing?”

Meng Shaoyuan also replied in Japanese: "There were some bumps occasionally, but the whole voyage was relatively smooth."

After saying that, he took out the ID of "Shibu Taniguchi" and handed it to the other party along with a document: "Is this Fukuzaka-senpai?"

The person in charge of the Yama Lily Society in Manila, Philippines, is Fuzhong Jingze.

"it's me."

Fuzhong Jingze simply checked the certificates and documents and returned them to Meng Shaoyuan: "Don't worry about those gunshots, damn the indigenous resistance organizations, they will be hanged sooner or later."

Fuzhong Jingze arranged two cars.

Meng Shaoyuan arranged for Su Junwen and others to sit in a car, while he and Fuzhong Jingze sat in a car.

"How are the underground fortifications in Nagano?"

Fuzhong Jingze asked while driving.

"Under the command of His Excellency the Prince, the progress is going very smoothly." Meng Shaoyuan said, "Where are you here?"

"Not bad." Fuzhong Jingze said easily: "To ensure safety, we are hiding in batches and waiting for the opportunity to transport them away. The military in the Philippines has received orders from high-level officials to hide the gold. It is up to us.

Mountain Lily will be responsible."

That's right, the Japanese military, which has always been lawless and likes to dominate, now also knows how important this batch of gold and silver, valued at more than hundreds of billions of dollars, is to Japan.

Therefore, except for some that were transported away in the early days of the war, the rest were secretly buried throughout the Philippines under the auspices of the Yama Lily Society.

With the successive defeats in the Pacific War, Japan has gradually lost control of the sea, so they will not easily carry out large-scale transportation without absolute certainty.

In order to ensure the safety of gold and silver, Prince Hengde, the head of the Mountain Lily Society, did not directly use the military. Instead, he sent some people and hired local engineers and workers from the Philippines to hide it.

Afterwards, all these Filipinos were secretly executed.

Therefore, even the Japanese military does not know how much wealth there is and where exactly this wealth is buried.

Prince Hengde was very cunning. He only sent a few members of the Mountain Lily Society to take charge, and ordered that except for hiding gold and silver, he was not allowed to interfere with anything in the local area.

This was mainly to prevent the Japanese military from worrying about the Yamayuri Society being too powerful and doing things that would harm the empire's plans.

At the same time, the leaders of the Mountain Lily Society in the Philippines do not know each other and are not allowed to contact each other.

This ensures that even if something happens to someone, only a few burial locations will be exposed, ensuring that most of the burial locations are safe.

Meng Shaoyuan knew very well that this was only the current situation.

In the later stages of the war, the Yama Lily Society would speed up its efforts and send a large number of members to the Philippines.

Even after they were buried, the tunnels were blown up to make these treasures disappear forever.

Therefore, even the Japanese could not figure out how many treasures there were and where they were buried.

They only know that the wealth they robbed from Southeast Asian countries buried in the Philippines exceeds hundreds of billions of dollars.

Maybe more.

"That briefcase is stored in a warehouse in Manila."

Fuzhong Jingze pressed the seat behind him: "Sir Taniguchi, you have a day of rest, and then we will start from this warehouse."

"I'm not tired, we can start right away." Meng Shaoyuan took the briefcase.

"Your Excellency Taniguchi, there are many warehouses." Fukuzaka Keizawa said with a smile: "Check one by one, this is a physical job. Listen to me, have a good rest for a day, I will find some local women from the Philippines to relax for you

one time."

Meng Shaoyuan's mind is now full of gold and silver, how can he still take a rest?

Besides, Filipino women are dark and short, what’s so good about them?

But he was also worried about showing signs of being too impatient: "Okay, when I get back to my residence, I will send a safe telegram to the headquarters first."

At this moment, a burst of violent gunfire rang out, the car's tires were punctured and it hit a tree on the roadside.

The car behind made an emergency stop and was about to reinforce the car in front, but was suppressed by gunfire and couldn't move at all.

Meng Shaoyuan reacted quickly and got out of the car immediately.

But he soon discovered that there was something wrong with the door on the other side. Fuzhong Jingze seemed to be stuck and couldn't get out.

And the ambushers were still shooting at this place desperately.

The death of a Japanese is not a big deal at first. The problem is that the Japanese cannot die.

He knows a lot about the hiding places of gold treasures. If he dies, who will he go to?

Therefore, Meng Shaoyuan, the public enemy of Japan, actually started fighting for a Japanese!

He braved the enemy's bullets and tried his best to pull Fuzhong Jingze on the other side.

Huangtian paid off, and with Meng Shaoyuan's efforts, Fuzhong Jingze was actually pulled out by him.

Immediately, Meng Shaoyuan hugged Fuzhong Jingze and rolled several times in succession.

"boom"!

The car exploded!

…

"Japanese reinforcements are coming soon, withdraw!"

Xu Zhu was very satisfied with this ambush.

Although the enemy was not killed, a car was successfully destroyed.

This was already a great victory for the guerrillas with low combat effectiveness.

Xu Zhu never dreamed of who he was ambushing.

However, there is one thing he must do.

I pray to God to protect the young master from knowing that he was responsible for this ambush.

Otherwise, guess what would happen?

…

Fuzhong Jingze was so afraid of escaping death that he didn't react for a long time.

Until the car was bombed, he seemed to be in a dream.

How many seconds later would it have been?

What if Mr. Taniguchi hadn't sacrificed his life to help him?

Now I am afraid that I have turned into a charred corpse.

He turned around and tried his best to protect Meng Shaoyuan, with tears streaming down his face:

"Thank you, Taniguchi-kun!"

You're welcome, don't be so polite.
Chapter completed!