Nine Songs of Anti-Japanese War

The weather is fine, and there is no rush to return after finishing the work.Shenyang and Harbin chose a main street with a lot of people in the city, and walked around while looking around and looking west.

Recently, the Soviet army established the Far East General Command in Khabarovsk to formulate a preliminary operational policy for seizing the Northeast region. The Northeast Anti-Japanese Army Teaching Brigade attended the meeting without any surprise.They were reorganized into an independent infantry brigade of the Far East Red Banner Army, directly under the 2nd Front Army, and became a force in the counterattack Northeast Forces in batches.

The current name of Khabarovsk is Khabarovsk, but the people in Shenyang are used to calling it Khabarovsk, and they still call this place the same when there are no outsiders.Although Khabarovsk is a transportation hub, the commercial area used to serve the citizens is not large, and there are only a few lively streets. Although the Far East Command has just been established, it has not brought significant changes to the city's appearance, but there are more Lots of officers coming and going.The old and young, women and children watched the excitement from a distance, and did not dare to get too close.If he saw an officer with a yellow face, he dared to get closer, but he was not close enough to speak face to face.

Summer is the golden season in Russia.The sun is always shining, and it doesn't matter if it rains.Hot enough to jump in the river for a swim, but not so hot that it's uncomfortably scorching.Therefore, in summer, the markets, various celebrations and social activities in Russia's urban and rural areas are the most lively and frequent.But a big battle is imminent, and control must always be implemented, and the air in Khabarovsk is much more depressed.Walking in the streets of Shenyang and Harbin, they don't really care about what they really want to appreciate, and the small talk in their mouths is much more important than that.

Shen Yang said: "In my imagination, I always thought that Khabarovsk was built on the riverside, and I walked there in the city."

Harbin smiled. "That's why you don't know as much as I do. The map is next to the Wusuli River, but it's not good for a city to be completely built on the border river, so that people on the other side can see it clearly!"

The west bank of the Wusuli River is the border of the Puppet Manchukuo.The task of the Northeast Anti-Japanese Army Teaching Brigade this time is to cross this river and march towards the Jiamusi area.Jiamusi is the first big city after crossing the river from Khabarovsk. It sounds like it is not far away, but in fact, that section of road is enough to line up several cities in a bustling area.

"You are just more familiar with Russian geography than I am, so you dare to laugh at your elder brother." Shen Yang smiled and did not really blame him. "I thought, isn't this just like our village? There seem to be a lot of them on the map. Once you walk, how can you see another village from one village? Horse-drawn carts have to run day and night to deliver goods. One winter, at night Driving the car, I was sitting in the car, and I heard the wind blowing on the wilderness outside, and the ground was frozen and cracked. The hand that drove the car was also cracked, just like the ground..."

Shen Yang said no more.

He remembered staying in a county town one autumn.That night, a family on the street invited a great dancer, and there were a lot of people, so it was very noisy.Tiao Dashen usually jumps up from the dark, and as soon as the drum is played, everyone nearby who can hear the drum will rush to the courtyard of the Dashen's house, and even bring their children over the wall.Shen Yang knew that he would not be able to sleep well that night anyway, so he joined in the fun.He learned from other people's gossip that the family married a child bride, perhaps because she was not obedient enough and had a stubborn temper, so her mother-in-law and other members of the family beat her for two or three months.It's not a big deal according to local customs, but this girl is slowly dying.Some people said that she went crazy with fear, some people said that she was possessed by a ghost, and they talked all over the place, and so on.Inviting the great master this time, whether it can be cured or not is the second priority in everyone's minds. The main purpose is to open their eyes and talk more.Because everyone in the city knows that in order to prevent the child bride from dying, the family has exhausted all the money to buy her. Even if it is a great dancer, it is also different from ordinary dances. It is very advanced and very interesting. of.

Shenyang has lived in big cities all year round, either in military camps, which is a bit out of touch with the lives of ordinary people. I can't see how this great dancer is extraordinary, but he just went through the usual process.The Great God put on a red flower skirt, shivered for a while, and then lit the incense. After burning the incense for a while, the God descended on her body, the two gods handed the drum to the Great God, and the Great God started singing and dancing wildly.Jump to midnight, the matter is over, and it is time to send the gods back to the mountain.At this time, the drums were playing especially loudly, and the singing sounded very far away.Under the misty moonlight, in the vast forest, you can hear this song: "My Erxian's house, Qinglong Mountain, Baihu Mountain... Traveling three thousand miles at night, riding the wind is not difficult..."

The weather has turned cold, if you don't wear thicker clothes at night, you will inevitably shiver.And that song is mixed with the sound of drums, the more you listen to it, the colder it becomes, the more you listen to it, the more desolate you feel. If a person has something on his mind and hears this sound again, he can imagine wandering around all night.It seems to deliberately evoke sad memories, recalling the parting scenes in life, and the carefree childhood that can never come back.Shen Yang raised his head and saw the stars all over the sky, they were also looking at him coldly.

Shen Yang is not a sentimental person.But he feels emotionally attached to the scene, thinking of the long past, long-cherished wishes that cannot be fulfilled, partings that cannot be redeemed, promises that cannot be kept, and people who cannot be saved.Suddenly, he became sad.Life, why do you have to live so hard?Why is it always full of incompleteness and sadness, and cannot be fulfilled until death?

This small county is at the junction of Jilin and Heilongjiang, not far from Harbin.In Harbin, it is common to enjoy modern medical treatment. Due to the influence of Russian culture, those little gentlemen will treat young girls with special courtesy and give them preferential treatment everywhere.However, not far away, in a place that is not yet a rural area, people are not surprised that the husband's family beat the 12-year-old daughter-in-law to death.They still live in the inherent old age, wearing cotton-padded clothes when the weather is cold, and taking off cotton-padded clothes when the weather is warm, those who are sick and rich ask God for advice, those who have no money sit and wait for the sentencing, and live numbly without uttering a cry.

Yes, on the other side of the Ussuri River is his hometown... But will a happy life come if we conquer the past?Will the Soviet Union support the Anti-Japanese Alliance regardless of remuneration, and then help them regain the Northeast?Will people automatically civilize, awaken, build their homes, and no longer have to be involved in disputes at the top?No matter how much he hopes, the answer is no.

They didn't stop much afterwards and went directly to the barracks.After resting for a while, Qiqihar touched him and chatted with him.

Qiqihar said: "I heard what Maozi said. You don't have to wait here for a long time. Maybe the attack will be launched before the weather turns cold..." He moved a little closer to Shenyang in the chair, and poked his head over, "You What do you think?"

"What do I think?"

"It is the speculation that an attack will be launched soon."

"What is there to say? How can we know the internal calculations of the Soviet army. Maybe there is an agreement with the Americans to combine the time of attacking the northeast and landing on the eastern coast." Shen Yang took a bottle of kvass and drank it The two said, "This is beyond our control, let's give up."

Qiqihar turned his head to think for a while, but still looked at him. "That's what you said. But, isn't it also you who rejected more channels? Brigadier Zhou took the initiative to invite you to their meeting, why did you decline? [Note 1] The party committee always knows more about the plans of the Soviets than we do. More."

"We are not members of the Communist Party. What are we doing to meddle with the Northeast Party Committee?"

"Don't you think about it, since you took everyone to join the resistance organization of the Communist Party, haven't you been regarded as a member of the Communist Party? Now you are pretending to be alienated, why bother?"

"I didn't pretend to be alienated. For so many years, I have never participated in a private meeting of their party committee. Even if others think about us that much, it is just a guess. If I accept the invitation, there will be a second, third, In the future, when the land is taken back and people call it that, it will be really unclear."

"You... are so repulsive? The Northeast Party Committee is far away from the center of the Communist Party's power, so you don't want to? Do you think that by remaining neutral now, when we go back to our hometown where we were guarded by the Soviet Army, we can guarantee the stability of the Northeast?" Neutrality, not to be affected by the following political disputes? That is impossible, Shenyang, and you understand it in your heart. The situation of the Anti-Japanese War is good, but domestic relations are not. The Communist Party has grown in power over the years, and the people are still unwilling to face it. In reality, treat him like an ant that you can crush to death with one hand. Even if there is another war, it is not surprising..."

"Enough!" Shen Yang said in a slightly harsh tone, "We have suffered enough from war, don't talk about war lightly anymore! You didn't say these words to the junior, did you?"

"No." Qiqihar lowered his eyes. "However, not saying and not being able to, are two completely different things..."

Qiqihar sighed softly, knowing that entanglement with this topic would cause unpleasantness, so he changed directions.

"Speaking of juniors, after today's meeting, will you go shopping in Khabarovsk and hang out with Binzi?"

"Yes."

"Did he... mention Changchun after he talked about going back?"

"I said a few words about what I plan to do when I go back, but I didn't mention Changchun."

"Oh……"

Shenyang didn't know how much Harbin had left unsaid.Having been living in a foreign land for many years, even the originally sharp and vigorous people are used to hiding their emotions.He just guessed, and didn't mention Changchun because that feeling was the same as his feeling of missing his hometown, and he couldn't touch it easily.

How to describe it specifically, he couldn't find a suitable word.He only knew that as soon as he mentioned that name and that place, his heart would burn.

It will melt and it will bleed.

In the main hall of the Kanto Shrine, inexplicably, a statue fell to the ground and shattered.

Hearing the cracking sound, Kumamoto turned his head and frowned immediately when he saw the statue on the ground.Even though the ritual was over, it was very ominous that something was broken before they left the palace.

Since Dalian was standing closest to the statue, he reflexively said, "Dalian, you are too careless."

"I didn't touch it—"

"Then it touched the table?"

Dalian's body wrapped under the gorgeous kimono tensed for a moment, and he didn't make another sound.

Changchun interjected: "I was beside her just now, and I didn't see her touch anything, nor did she touch the table."

Kumamoto's tone was a little more relaxed: "Master Xinjing, it's not that I don't want to believe your words. But people's eyes are also flawed. If you don't touch them, how can the idol fall for no reason?"

"As you said, people's eyes have defects. Maybe the statue was not placed properly at the beginning, or the table was a little tilted and not corrected, but we didn't notice it? Then, the staff who prepared the sacrifice made a little mistake. Small mistake, we shouldn't rule out this possibility. The ceremony is over, and to find out the truth, we can wait a little longer and ask the priest here to find out if there is any mistake in the person in charge of the main hall."

Kumamoto hesitated slightly.Then he said: "Forget it. No matter who is responsible, as long as it is an unintentional mistake, it doesn't matter. There is not so much free time to waste now." He glanced at the two, "Master Xinjing, let's go."

The three of them stepped over the high threshold inlaid with copper nails, and slowly walked down the steps of the main hall.The shadows of the eaves, inlaid with white marble sphinxes, fell beneath their feet.The pillars supporting the temple are made of thick camphor wood imported from Taiwan, and the craftsmanship adopts the "Shiraki style" of building shrines in Japan. No matter how many times you have seen it, you will sincerely admire the magnificence of this Kanto Shrine.However, Changchun thought, how long can beautiful things last?The beauty that grows in troubled times will eventually be destroyed by troubled times.It's just a pity that the shiny copper tiles on the roof and those exquisite utensils were only seen in the world at the grand inauguration ceremony last year, but I don't know if they have more than one year of life...

Changchun shook his head gently and unknown to others. He actually regretted the Kanto Shrine, a creation with a strong aggressive color, in advance, as if regretting a flower that bloomed for a short time and then withered.Having spent many years with the Japanese, it seemed that he had picked up some of their thinking.

It’s just that at the beginning, this building used a lot of Chinese students as labor, and every brick and tile also condensed the efforts of many skilled Japanese craftsmen.It's not necessarily wrong to lament that people's sweat is worthless and turned into nothingness in the end? 【Note 2】He was thinking about it, seeing that Kumamoto was walking in front, and he was a little further away, so he pretended to put his broken hair behind his ears, covered his lips with his hands, and whispered to him, "Thank you." .”

Changchun didn't know if she had broken the statue on purpose, so he just smiled and touched her hand.

After getting in the car, Changchun and Kumamoto had a conversation, and Dalian occasionally interjected.After talking for a few words, Changchun mentioned Jin Ze, who had been stationed here for a long time before: "I haven't seen Jin Ze for a long time, and I miss him a little."

This statement is not hypocritical.Like Kumamoto, Kanazawa has a more forthright personality, but he is not as stubborn and sharp as Kumamoto, and is more honest and talkative.If given a choice, Changchun would prefer Kumamoto to be transferred with the troops.He continued: "Did he come to hear from him later?"

"I've been here, but it's all for official business, and I haven't said much about anything else." Kumamoto's tone and complexion were heavy.Kanazawa has been stationed in Taiwan with his troops for several months. It is a special deployment to prepare for the landing of the US military.However, the U.S. military has not come to attack Taiwan so far, and all the signs that have been shown have disappeared, as if this island that must not be ignored has been forgotten.If no news is good news, Kanazawa's silence seems to contain more unspeakable things, worries, tensions, doubts, premonitions of failure... The elite troops stationed in Taiwan are guarding a country that does not know when the enemy will attack. Where is the embarrassing situation of not being able to advance and retreat, but where is the end?

Kumamoto thought that he couldn't control the overall situation, that was the responsibility of the base camp, and a huge Manchuria was enough for him to worry about.Many elite members of the Kwantung Army were stationed elsewhere or were largely worn out. Although the number of soldiers was temporarily expanded, the number looked good, but the combat effectiveness at the right age was less than half of the apparent number.Can a Japan-Soviet neutrality treaty really prevent the Soviet Union from attacking here...

The alarm suddenly sounded.The sound of the plane's engine was heard far away, unrealistically.

Dalian poked his head out of the window, then quickly retracted: "It's B-29!"

The air fortress of the U.S. military, the best bombers in the world, gathered in groups, and rushed towards them with the huge wings of death.The air raids on Lushun were not once or twice, but they were not particularly frequent. How did they happen to catch up today?Kumamoto propped his forehead with his hands, let out an angry shenyin, and called, "Master Xinjing."

"I know." Changchun replied, "Driver, drive to the nearest air-raid shelter, fast!"

When the car was turning, Kumamoto saw the B-29 fleet again out of the corner of his eye.They are fiercely rotated by turboprops driven by four engines, making a huge and daunting roar, just like a group of bald eagles hunting for prey.In the skies over his homeland, countless similar B-29s were turning cities and industrial bases into scorched earth.In the face of such an overwhelming force, even Kumamoto couldn't help but wonder, what could resist it?

However, the ultimate use of this type of bomber is still beyond his dreams...

In Tokyo Bay, Mitsubishi Type [-] bombers were also roaring.

It also carried several fighter jets inside.These fighter jets have poor equipment and insufficient fuel, so they have no chance of winning in a head-on confrontation with the U.S. aviation force, and have been transformed into all suicide planes.Suicide planes are loaded with explosives and fuel, and are essentially pilot-guided aerial bombs. Because the pilots can precisely control and adapt to the situation in the cabin, the success rate and accuracy of the attack are much higher than ordinary bombs.However, this approach also caused staggering wear and tear on the pilots, and it was difficult to regard it as a means that could be relied on for a long time.

In 1944, during the Battle of Wright Gulf in the Philippine Sea, the special attack team named "Kamikaze" became famous in the first battle. They frantically attacked the deck of the US aircraft carrier and sank two aircraft carriers. They also assisted the Navy in sinking four more. destroyer.At the moment when the golden-red fire burst out, the special attack team seemed to have realized the glory contained in its name, just like the "Kamikaze" that wiped out Kublai Khan's army in the sea 700 years ago, [Note 3] strong and powerful Forcefully, to repel the aggressive enemy's invasion of Japan.

However, can the power of human beings really compare to the unpredictable power of nature?

Regardless, the Type [-] bomber took off.Its huge body cruised around in the air, and then released several suicide planes. The suicide planes lined up and dived towards the preset floating targets on the sea surface, and the audience watched nervously as they approached the sea surface. The nose was pulled up, returned to the normal altitude, and finally returned to land on the runway.

In the audience, an aviation general turned to Tokyo and asked if he wanted to see more scenes of the fleet performing together.Tokyo waved his hand to decline him: "No. The time of the team members is very precious. Our group just wanted to visit it during the rehearsal, and it was enough to see it. There is no need to let their limited lives be wasted on performances."

With that said, Tokyo walked out of the auditorium.The special attack team lined up on both sides, watching him walk by in awe, accepting his salute and returning it.Tokyo's face was pale, but in their eyes, his gait was steady, and his gestures were still very dignified.

Tokyo walked through the crowd and onto the podium.He covered his mouth with his hands, and seemed to make a light coughing movement, then put his hands on the stage and moved to the microphone.

"Dear soldiers..."

The young team members thought that they could hear a speech with personality and inspiring military spirit. Tokyo's eloquence is good, and there are not many outstanding speeches in the past, and they have heard these speeches long ago.To their disappointment, the speech was very short and ended quickly before it even started.They looked at their chief in doubt, but the chief was surprised and couldn't answer them.

The Tokyo group will not go and cannot answer their questions.When he returned to the military headquarters, Tokyo went to the office alone and closed the door for 5 minutes.Arriving at the conference room where his subordinates were waiting, Hiroshima handed over information on the current and planned use of the special assault team.Looking over in Tokyo, my eyes flickered for a moment when I read the "Sakura bomb" specially designed for suicide machines.After reading it hastily, he put down the materials.

He said to Hiroshima: "Suicide machines have many characteristics superior to ordinary weapons, but they are not good at deep penetration, right? Judging from this data, with their hardness and impact force, even if the impact is successful, it is likely to cause damage. Superficial damage, can it be expected to sink a ship?"

"Destroying some merchant ships and refitting ships can only be expected...but it is unlikely to be a regular large aircraft carrier. At most, it will be severely damaged and it will be difficult to sink."

"It's conceivable. However, under similar conditions, why can't the special attack team's outstanding feats in Wright Gulf be repeated in Okinawa? Is it because there is a shortage of materials?"

"Except that the fuel needs to be replaced with more alcohol, there is not much difference. It should be said that we have been making progress in the production of special attack weapons. However, the US military will not stand still. They will strengthen the splint and strengthen the air defense. This is probably the reason for the decrease in effectiveness.” Hiroshima thought bitterly, far from standing still, the U.S. military’s technical strength was making great strides, and the Japanese army had already trotted all the way to catch up, and there were still many things lurking in the dark that they didn’t know about.What's more, one side has sufficient supplies, and the other side is stretched. Without the support of resources, technological progress can only be wiped out by lack.

There was no bitterness on Hiroshima's face.Just like a conscientious engineer, speaking with caution, he is explaining new products to his boss.

"Can other weapons that make up for the weaknesses of special attack aircraft be used in Kyushu's defensive operations?" The so-called weapons that make up for weaknesses, that is, suicide torpedoes, submarines, and even speedboats and divers, are also operated by humans to crash into enemy targets.

"I think it will be mature when the war burns to Kyushu. Although the effect of using it in the past is not as obvious as that of the aircraft, it has caused a certain impact, and it will be better used in the future."

"I can rest assured that."

There was a knock on the door, and a secretary entered and said to Tokyo, "That telegram...here it is again."

"Which one?"

"The one signed in Washington, the capital of the United States. I'm still applying for the opportunity to have a face-to-face conversation with the two of you... Do you want to answer him?"

"Don't worry about him, just refuse."

Tokyo leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.While he was closing his eyes, the secretary went out, no one dared to speak, and the room was silent.When he opened his eyes again, he said to everyone in the room: "If you have any questions, please tell them. Hiroshima is very busy with Mitsubishi Heavy Industries, so he came here specially to explain and answer questions for everyone, including everyone." .”

Kobe asked several questions about technical details.Nagoya discussed with him the mutual influence and connection of heavy and light industries in the current situation.Nagano asked him about the relationship between the driver's mental state and his mission success rate.There were other trivial conversations, but they all came to an end after not too long, and the voices faded away.

At this time, Osaka asked a strange question: "Mr. Hiroshima, how meaningful do you think the work you are doing now is?"

"I don't understand your words..."

"Okay, so I'll give my opinion first, so you'll understand me: I don't think it makes sense for you, me, or our work here or elsewhere."

Hiroshima looked at Osaka in amazement.Others cast, but also the same look.Osaka treats people kindly, and he has a good personal relationship with Hiroshima. Such extremely direct and offensive words are not like what he would say.

Without waiting for a response, Osaka continued, this time speaking to everyone present: "Do you know what we are doing? Well, we are dying. But with your smart minds, you still think this struggle can bring hope. ?Come on, don't lie to yourself, it will only lead to unnecessary and ridiculous sacrifices!"

"Osaka," Kobe pleaded, "don't..."

"Leave me alone!" Osaka interrupted him, "After reading the suicide notes of those special attackers, I finally feel that I have had enough! But they are just children who don't know anything, and have been indoctrinated by insidious adults. Lie on the plane, live a good life, but you want to die! And you are still discussing the 'technical issues' in it seemingly very rationally?!"

Yokohama said: "You can't look at others with your own extreme thinking. They are voluntary, very sensible, and decide to die for the country with their own will."

"Sensible? A 17-year-old Mao boy who has never worked, never hugged a woman, and has not enjoyed enough love from his parents. There is no time to give birth to children and give back to his parents. This can be called sensible. Are you kidding me? They are at this age , you should stay in high school and study obediently, it’s exaggerated enough to be some kind of boy soldier or apprentice soldier, and even ran to commit suicide, isn’t it because sinister adults are using them or something?”

Not only Yokohama, but also other people were provoked, and they were about to retaliate angrily.But Tokyo suddenly said: "You are right, they are being used. At their age, they don't understand the meaning of life at all, and they don't understand the weight of life and death. The decision to live or die cannot be counted on their own will. "

Tokyo is actually speaking for a man who attacks the current strategy and has no outstanding military exploits to make people respect.Even Osaka was stunned, unable to figure out his actions.

"However, in my opinion, 'exploitation' does not always exist in a bad context." Tokyo changed the subject, "Didn't the military officer as the superior struggle in his heart when he called the children to die? But they measured And struggle, knowing that there is no other way. As long as the adults guide them in the right direction, and the children rely on the great and noble emotions that naturally flow from their hearts, then there is nothing wrong with using them.”

Osaka laughed.Tokyo sat on the other side of the table, put his fingers together, watched him quietly and laughed.

"There is no other way? No, Tokyo, there is another way, more sensible, more practical, a thousand times more normal than this. Give up, accept Washington's offer, and talk to him. It's time to give up. "

Tokyo pursed his lips: "Do you want to surrender?"

"Surrender, or negotiation, whichever way you play with words, it's the same. In our current situation, it's better to do it sooner than later."

"Osaka, this is what you are talking nonsense with your brain burned out. Let's not talk about the past. Our country is resisting the aggression of the United States. It is only natural to defend our country. It is true that the strength of the United States is very strong, but we are by no means weak Deceitful. But a small Okinawa is occupied, how can you kneel down and beg for surrender?"

"Oh. We are resisting American aggression, so what did you do when you attacked Pearl Harbor? You didn't collectively decide that although the United States has a vast land and rich resources, it has long been corrupted in pleasure, and you can kill it with just a dozen Did you hit me up? At that time, don't tell me you can't say a word!"

"I've said it before, we're talking about the present, not the past, it's useless."

"And I've already told you, the only thing that works is to give up!" Osaka gasped, still staring straight at Tokyo, "Don't think that the people around you are silent because they agree with you. They are also suffering, and they are about to I've had enough, I'm just afraid of your power—" He turned to Nagoya suddenly.Nagoya met his eyes and was startled, as if he wanted to shrink back, but Osaka strode forward, so he couldn't find a chance to dodge. "Say, Nagoya! Tell me what you really think, do you want to be bombed in turn, do you want to be razed to the ground by the U.S. Army, do you want all the people living on your land to die in strange shapes? !"

On a scorching summer day, Nagoya put his arms together as if afraid of the cold, and said in a low voice, "Don't ask me, I don't know..."

"What are you afraid of?"

"I... am not afraid. I don't know what to do, but if you do what you do, it is treason... Besides, the war potential of the people will be stimulated in the decisive battle on the mainland. Regardless of the resistance of the commandos or civilians, it will make the US military The losses are heavy... Isn't what we are pursuing is to make them tired of the war and then fight for a chance for peace talks?"

"Are you sure? Won't spur Americans to the opposite of war weariness?"

Nagoya pressed her temples, refusing to speak any further.Osaka glanced around, and all he saw were indifferent, angry, persuasive, or puzzled faces, all familiar and unfamiliar.He realizes that he is alone.

"Everyone is a loyal and upright person. In order not to pollute your eyes, I will take a step first." After the words fell, he turned and walked out of the venue.

After a while, when everyone was about to resume the interrupted agenda, cursing came from the yard under the window, apparently from the person who had just left.But in everyone's memory, it is rare to hear Osaka roaring loudly. Even if he was frightened once, it is still unacceptable to hear it suddenly.

"You can die with your so-called ideals!" Osaka shouted without any scruples from below, "Tokyo, did you hear that? Die! But me! I have the desire to live, and I also want to treat my The people are responsible, you die alone, don't fuck me!"

Tokyo shook his sleeves, and walked to the window under the nervous eyes of everyone.

"Osaka," he said flatly, "you are also an elegant person. It is very rude to shout loudly in the office."

"Cao you, Tokyo!"

"Huh?" If Tokyo turned around, he would definitely find that everyone present had highly consistent expressions.He didn't look back, but just smiled slightly at the people below: "I'm right here, I won't leave, and you can come up again. But even if you don't have the guts to honor your bold words."

Osaka was about to continue yelling, when he suddenly saw a leaflet in the corner that he hadn't had time to sweep away.He picked it up and saw that it was dropped by a U.S. military plane for ordinary civilians to see. It basically meant that the Japanese people should mobilize, put pressure on the upper echelons, and petition the emperor to force them to end this meaningless war.

He wanted to laugh in his heart, the person who wrote the leaflet was a complete layman to the Japanese, thought this was Europe or North America?In the eyes of ordinary people, the emperor is a god.How can human beings influence God's thinking and influence God's decision?

He looked up and found Tokyo's fingertips shaking while holding the window frame.Tokyo has an outstanding appearance among the castellan, like a flawless handicraft, although his face is sickly pale, it does not hinder that natural beauty.It's just that that kind of beauty has lost its usual majesty and has become fragile and crumbling.

He could imagine that Tokyo's heart was being torn apart by two forces: one was his status as the capital of the country, requiring him to lead the people, make decisions, make contributions, and never give in; the other was his more essential city incarnation. That part of the identity, like his people, is howling, bleeding, longing to be freed from the boundless karma.However, he wears the first layer of identity and has been a god in the eyes of people for too long. Even though he suffers from it every day, he no longer has the strength to take off that layer of identity.

Osaka suddenly lost the mind to continue cursing.With his face up, he finally calmed down and said, "If... that can save you, there's nothing wrong with it..."

He turned his head and left completely.

This summer, the Allies agreed to hold a meeting in Potsdam to discuss how to manage Germany, which had surrendered unconditionally, to establish a policy for defeating the Japanese Empire, and the resolution on post-war Japan in the Cairo Declaration two years ago.

On the eve of the Potsdam Conference, Min summoned Chongqing and Nanjing together to discuss "follow-up plans" with them.

The discussion starts in the morning, continues after lunch, and ends two hours later.It's not long, it's not short.After returning from Min's place, Chongqing went to take care of matters to go to Potsdam, and did not say anything unnecessary to relatives and friends.And the other person also pretended to be leaving, and packed his luggage.

Although his whereabouts are not clearly stated, anyone who understands the situation can guess.The Japanese troops still in China are retreating to the eastern coast on a large scale. Whether they intend to defend the coast to defend against the U.S. landing, or whether they want to return to the mainland and "broke jade" with the U.S. Army, the Chinese side is neither clear nor is it the first priority, because no matter what Whatever the purpose of the Japanese army, this is a great opportunity to pursue them and regain lost ground.Those who pursued the Japanese and puppet troops were nothing more than the armed forces of the People's Republic of China.The two forces have fought and stopped for many years, and now they are in a very delicate balance. In the process of pursuing a common enemy, local armed conflicts between them are not uncommon.When one side occupies the unclaimed land left by the enemy after fleeing, it has temporary sovereignty over the land.If there are good conditions and correct decisions, it can even become a bargaining chip held in the palm of the hand for a long time-this is mainly for the Communist Party.As a legal government, the people are more concerned about gains and losses. For him, it is common sense for him to return the lost land to him, and it is a big thorn in his flesh not to return it to him.

Unfortunately for the people, he was in Jiangsu, one of the core areas of the regime before the Anti-Japanese War, which happened to be the active site of the New Fourth Army, and Nanjing, the legal capital, was also in danger of being overwhelmed by the Communist forces. This is absolutely intolerable.

Therefore, when he packed his bags in a low-key manner in Nanjing and told everyone that he was leaving the capital, no one asked him stupid questions like "where to go" or "what to do".I just bid farewell and best wishes, and said I look forward to seeing you again soon.

Walking into the train platform, Nanjing found someone waiting for him.Both he and Min wanted to keep a low profile, not to be seen off at the platform, but this one was invited by himself.

"You're still here," he said.

"I can