I fought guerrilla warfare in the Yimeng Mountains during the Anti-Japanese War

The much-talked-about incident involving the Kwantung Army's Epidemic Prevention and Water Supply Department also had initial results. That night, the gendarmerie surrounded Xinjiang Street, but did not dare to forcibly disperse the foreign reporters. They simply blocked them outside the building and drove in dozens of trucks.

More than two hours later, the tightly sealed truck drove out again, ready to leave the scene, but was stopped by a group of people of various nationalities. Not daring to force their way into the crowd, they shrank back. The crowd grew larger and larger, and various organizations throughout Harbin were mobilized to surround the building tightly. Many of them came with a mission, knowing that the Japanese dared not open fire. Many Chinese from anti-Japanese organizations also came, and in the end the number of people reached several thousand.

Officials at the headquarters far away in Japan were urgently negotiating a solution, but there was no good way. They learned through telegrams that the laboratory had been surrounded and would be exposed tomorrow. In a panic, someone proposed a plan to survive by cutting off an arm. At four in the morning, knowing that there was no hope of breaking out of the laboratory, they decided to implement this plan. It must be said that the Japanese were cruel, both to others and to themselves.

When Shiro Ishii received the telegram, he was still dealing with bottles and cans, and told his assistant about the future research direction. When the military police captain handed the telegram to him, Shiro Ishii looked dejected after reading it. It was too cruel! No one here would be left alive. Seeing the military police captain looking at him fiercely, he knew that he could not change the result, so he closed his eyes and prepared to face life and death.

At 5:30 in the morning, Harbin, located in the eastern part of China, was already in the early morning. More and more people were gathered outside, ready to break into the house at daybreak and search for any suspicious targets.

There was a loud bang and the sound of an explosion from inside. Then the door opened and a group of military police rushed out, shouting in Japanese:

"There is a gas leak, leave quickly."

"The laboratory exploded, leave quickly."

Seeing the green smoke rising from the courtyard wall, many people ran out, but some people remained unmoved. They wore gas masks and prepared to wait for a while until it was quiet before continuing to explore. There is never a shortage of warriors in this world. Whether they are fighting for fairness and justice, for their mission, or even just to write headlines to attract attention, they are still a group of respectable people.

It was daybreak, and the biting cold wind had long since blown away the smoke and poisonous gas from the explosion. The gendarmerie had long since disappeared. They had received orders not to contact anyone here, for fear that someone would leak the information again.

Many Chinese also entered the scene with cameras. They wanted to expose the truth more than any other country. They did not wear gas masks, but just a few simple layers of masks. They wrapped their mouths and noses tightly with scarves and stepped into the door resolutely. They were determined to expose the crimes of the Japanese even if it meant death.

A group of foreigners looked at this group of yellow-skinned pioneers through gas masks with fear and admiration in their hearts. They had no gas masks, but simply protected themselves with masks and clothes. They were at the front, turning over the smelly corpses in the truck for reporters to take pictures, cleaning up the explosion garbage full of bacteria, and showing anything they found. They found three blond and brown-haired corpses, and the group of people almost burst into tears. As long as these corpses were there, the Japanese would not be able to cover up their crimes. Perhaps in the eyes of the great powers, ten thousand Chinese corpses were not as important as a single blond hair. This was the sorrow of the weak. The bodies of all the researchers in the laboratory were also dragged out by them and posed for the group of international friends to take pictures. This group of people helped reporters from various countries collect information and soon separated and disappeared in the crowd. No one knew who they were or where they came from, but they must have been a member of the national united front. They risked their lives and may have been infected with various viruses, but as long as the research of the Water Supply Department was fully exposed, all the losses would be worth it.

The Japanese headquarters decided to throw all the blame onto Shiro Ishii and Rensuke Isogai, and ordered Rensuke Isogai to return to Japan for investigation. They sent Toyojiro Inamura to take over the position of commander of the 10th Division, to replenish the two regiments and the heavy artillery battalion, and to continue attacking the Tengxian defense line, determined to capture Xuzhou within a month.

After obtaining the evidence, the international community continued to haggle with the Japanese. In the end, the only concession Japan made was to give up some of its interests in China in order to reach the understanding of the League of Nations. It has to be said that weak countries have no say at all. When they reached an agreement, they never consulted the National Government and did not even disclose any information.

However, one thing is certain: except for the evacuated military police, all other members of the Water Supply Department left their bodies at the explosion site, which at least caused a devastating blow to the Japanese bacterial research.

The situation in Teng County became tense again. The Fifth War Zone had already arranged the battlefield and was ready to fight the Japs to the bitter end. However, the Supreme Command and the Fifth War Zone headquarters still wanted to use Teng County as a meat grinder to consume the Japanese's strength.

However, the Sichuan Army generals led by Wang Zanxu expressed different opinions. They believed that the Supreme Command and the headquarters of the Fifth War Zone were playing with the lives of the Sichuan Army soldiers. They could clearly withdraw, but they ordered them to continue to defend. Are the lives of the men in Sichuan so worthless?

All the pressure was on Wang Mingzhang. If he wanted to defend, naturally the highest general of the Sichuan Army could not refuse. If he abandoned the defense, no one could say he was cowardly and fled based on his record. As the commander-in-chief of the Teng County Defense Zone, he used less than 20,000 troops to delay the Japanese army for half a month and successfully allowed the Fifth War Zone to arrange a defense line. He suffered more than half of his own casualties, which was already a remarkable achievement.

At the headquarters of the 122nd Division, all cadres at the regimental level and above were present. More than 20 generals filled the military intelligence deduction room. They were all brothers who had fought in the same trenches and were very familiar with each other. Under normal circumstances, they would definitely be laughing and joking, but today the atmosphere was very solemn.

Wang Mingzhang looked at his subordinates:

"Everyone understands the situation, tell us what you think! Whether to retreat or to defend must be discussed this afternoon. The Japanese reinforcements are expected to arrive tomorrow. If we miss tonight, it will be impossible to leave."

A group of subordinates just lowered their heads and didn't say anything. They all had their own thoughts in their minds, but no matter whether they were thinking about staying or leaving, no one wanted to be the first to speak. What was at stake was too big, with more than 8,000 lives at stake.

Wang Mingzhang was furious when he saw that no one was talking:

"You are usually so arrogant that you could even get a headache if you smoke half a pack of cigarettes during a meeting. But today you are completely speechless. Zhang Xuanwu, you are usually the one jumping around the most, so you speak first."

Zhang Xuanwu smiled bitterly, knowing that he couldn't escape, and made up his mind:

"Just say it, Commander. I don't want to retreat. You know the situation of our Sichuan Army. No matter where we are, we are thorns in the eyes of certain people and cannon fodder. We might as well do a big thing here to restore the reputation of our one-million-strong Sichuan Army. Don't they all look down on us, saying that we are a beggar army, calling us double-gun soldiers with rifles and smoking guns, and mocking us as Sichuan rats. I've had enough. It doesn't matter where we fight the Japanese. There are two thousand people in my regiment. If it weren't for the help of Leng Qiang and his commando team, we would have died in the Longshan battlefield. Now, living one more day is a gain. We have enough weapons and ammunition. Even if I die in Teng County, I will make the Tenth Corps' teeth rotten."

Zhang Xuanwu became more and more excited as he spoke:

"Even if I retreat, my regiment can provide cover. I can run away with so much ammunition. Even if I am willing, the Sichuan kids under my command will look down on me."

Wang Mingzhang was not angry at Zhang Xuanwu's constant calling him "I". He knew his subordinates best. Although Zhang Xuanwu was full of foul language, he was the smartest in fighting and his soldiers were also fearless and brave. After understanding Zhang Xuanwu's choice, Wang Mingzhang looked at Wang Wenzhen of the 731st Regiment.

Wang Wenzhen saw that the master was staring at him, so he didn't say anything polite:

"My men and I have been digging non-stop for several days and nights. The trenches and anti-artillery holes have been built and can withstand the bombing of heavy artillery and aircraft. We are just waiting for the bastards to come and die. Retreat? What a joke! We have fought in most of China and have never had such a comfortable battle. I agree with Lao Zhang's opinion. Damn them! As long as the Japs don't use poison gas bombs and as long as I am still alive, the Japs won't be able to get a single soldier in through the north gate."

Zhang Xuanwu and Wang Wenzhen started the conversation, and the other officers also started talking. They simply could not retreat and had to die on the battlefield.