Chapter 4 Brothers (Nine Middle School)

The snow fell without rushing, but it lasted for a whole night. In the face of the power of nature, the fire deliberately created by the beasts quickly subsided. The snowflakes roasted by high temperature turned into water droplets, wetting the dried weeds, moistening the earth cracked by wildfires, and pouring the flames rolling around with red stars into a scattered end, and then exhausted.

The subsequent exhausted flames were roasted on the wet and cold dead grass, and thick smoke came out. When the smoke rose into the sky, it encountered the snowflakes as big as goose feathers again. Half of them were poured down by cold water and turned into blue-black mud, while the other half was merged with the snowflakes and turned into wet and thick white mist.

The thick blue-black smoke mixed with the milky white water mist slowly formed a thick tent, slowly covering the entire fire scene. When the "tent wall" was thick to a certain extent, all the ignition-enhancing components in the air were isolated. The auxiliary of the lost air, the flames in the "tent" became increasingly paused, from golden to dark red, then from dark red to gray and black. Finally, they flashed unwillingly for a few times, turning into balls of embers, mixed by snow water, frozen into a thick layer of ice shell, which was black and hard, extremely ugly.

Standing next to a huge ice shell that is dozens of miles wide, Sa Mitsui Yuki, the Manchurian Contingent of the 7th Division of the Kanto Army, frowned, and his face looked darker than the embers in the ice shell.

I was so depressed. Since the day when I volunteered to lead the contingent and a battalion of "Manchurian Defense Forces" to Chahar to suppress the bandits, he had not encountered anything good. First, he met a transfer Northeast Anti-Japanese Allied Forces halfway, and almost made dumplings by the other party. Thanks to the Fourth Division stationed nearby who rushed to reinforce after hearing the news, he escaped a catastrophe in a very embarrassing disaster. Then, Yu Balin's right wing banner was trapped by a blizzard for more than half a month. He had nothing to do every day and could only sit in the palace of the flag prince, dazed to the white-haired wind outside. Finally, he waited for the blizzard to pass. Then, with the help of the car, Xingye rushed to the Black Stone Village. He wanted to catch the defenders off guard, but unexpectedly encountered a stone city wall that was rare in China. The light mortars he carried with him smashed the black huge rocks. The bandits in the city had just robbed the arsenal of the local Japanese garrison troops. The equipment was no less than that of the front-line troops of the Kwantung Army. The Manchurian Defense Army, who was eager to show, only launched two waves of attacks, but reduced more than 100 people. Most of them were killed under the heavy machine gun on the city wall, and the bodies were broken into several pieces.

Although the artillery of the Manchurian and Monumental contingent also took the opportunity to knock down two bunkers on the top of the city, the huge cost of casualties still forced Mitsui Yuki to stop the offensive. He originally planned to siege the Black Stone Village first and suppress the morale of the bandits inside. However, another guerrilla team under the banner of the Communist Party suddenly appeared in the east of the Black Stone Village. With lightning speed, he robbed two settlement sites that the people of the Japanese Empire had worked hard to establish. Although he only killed a few veterans who were fighting stubbornly, he snatched all the food for the other "trailblazers" who responded to the emperor's call to immigrate to Manchuria and Mongolia for the winter. (Note 1)

The "pioneers" couldn't eat anymore, so of course they had to ask for help from Mitsui Jujuki, the great Japanese Empire. When he had just distributed some of his troops to wipe out the Communist guerrillas, the bandits in the city resolutely chose to break through and rushed out of the defense zone of the weakest Mongolian prince Baiyin. In order to deliberately cause trouble for the Great Japanese Imperial Army, they also set up a big fire camp in the city while breaking through, and burned the military camp that Junji Fujita, the former consultant of the Black Stone Village, spent a lot of effort to build, and burned even a complete tiles.

Found that he was trapped in the trap of luring the tiger away from the mountain, Mitsui Okushu was so angry that he used his car to pull the dispatch team and the Manchurian Defense Army to rush towards the main supporter of the Eighth Route Army guerrillas, the territory of the Queen of Yete Right Banner of Wuqi, and asked the other party for guilt, but heard a shocking bad news. The Queen of Siqin actually ignored the dissuasion of the elders in his tribe and secretly ran to the defense zone of Fu Zuoyi in Wuyuan City, preparing to go to Chongqing through there, and accept the conquest of the Republic of China government, which had only one-quarter of the territory left.

If this plan succeeds, the Japanese Empire will not be worth the loss even if it grabs back four Black Stone Villages. The ongoing plan for the expansion of Manchuria in the west will be lost. As it has been publicized to the outside world, Mongolian and Xinjiang autonomy is the choice of the Mongols themselves and will become a laughing stock of public opinion all over the world.

Fortunately, this happened before Mitsui Yukiki arrived. As a result, it could only be considered on the head of Fujita Junji, a former Blackshishi Village consultant who had been recalled to the Kwantung Army headquarters for trial. Otherwise, Mitsui Yukiki would have really not even seen the enemy look, so he would have to chase Fujita Junji's prison carriage. How unlucky it would be.

In order to vent his panic, he ordered the setting fire to burn the most fertile pasture under Siqin's name to warn others to serve. However, before the fire could form a scale, a sudden cold snow strangled all the disasters in its bud.

"How could it be so unsuccessful? Could it be that I forgot to go to the temple to burn incense before going to the expedition?" Looking at the sunlight slowly reflected on the edge of the black ice shell, Mitsui Yuki thought guiltily that as the son of a Hokkaido tenant, he had an innate fear of the sayings of ghosts and gods. Although this fear did not prevent him from killing innocent people in China's land.

"I heard that the strange huge stone altar next to the Black Stone Village is very effective. When I withdraw my troops and return to the camp another day, I will definitely go there to pray for myself." After walking forward a few steps on the ice shell, he continued to whisper in his heart.

The ice shell that had just condensed last night was stepped on by the horse boots and made a series of obvious marks. At the edge, countless ice stubbles stood up alternately, reflecting the morning sunlight into the air from different angles and levels, and together with the snow foam in the air, rendering countless colorful stars.

The stars were reflected by the thin clouds, and the ice and snow on the ground were reflected in the stars, and the snow on the ground was very colorful, as if flowers were blooming. This made him involuntarily want to help his employer drive a carriage and deliver goods in Hokkaido before joining the army. No matter how cold the weather is or how thick the snow on the ground is, he would follow the carriage and go on the road while the sun was rising. If he set out late, the snow on the ground was crushed into ice ruts by other people's carriages. As a labourer, he had to work extra hard. When he was uphill, he had to press the shaft with his shoulders to prevent the body from sliding down the ice to the lower part. When he was downhill, he had to pull the brake tightly to prevent the body from losing control, and press the horse pulling the carriage into meat sauce with himself.

Fortunately, those desperate days are gone forever. After more than ten years of war training, he finally got rid of the fate of retiring and returning home to continue as a tenant, and became an officer of the Imperial Japanese Empire. Although his position is only a junior, and because of his poor background and poor academic studies, he will never be able to become a general in this life. But at least, he is no longer a commoner. Even if he leaves the army in the future, he can rely on his gains from plundering in the Northeast and his connections accumulated in the army to find a position in the government departments in Tokyo, and from then on he lives a life of a superior person that his fellow villagers envied.

The preface to all this is that he must ensure that he will not be tortured by a group of bandits like the former adviser of Heishizhai Junji, who was tortured by a group of bandits. Even if he cannot eliminate the local Communist guerrillas and bandits during his term of office, at least, he must ensure that Heishizhai is not lost. The other Mongolian nobles around him will no longer use Siqin as an example to secretly go to Chongqing to swear allegiance to the government of the Republic of China. Therefore, he must learn from the mistakes made by the fools of Fujizhai Junji, and from the very beginning, he will kill anyone who dares to resist the rule of the Great Japanese Empire, whether this resistance is manifested in the open or hidden deep in his heart.

The famous sergeant, who was quietly ruthless in his heart, ran over and reported to him with a strong breath, "Sir, good news, good news, the Manchurian Self-Defense Forces, good news is sent over."

"Be more steady, Ishihara Sergeant." Mitsui Kiriki frowned and scolded unhappily, "Don't forget that you are an officer of the Great Japanese Empire, not a country farmer who just joined the army."

"Hayi." Ishihara Juncao, who came with a flattery, was hit by the head, and his mood immediately became cold. He bowed and admitted his mistake first, and then explained with some grievances: "I am too happy just now, so he was out of control, so he showed a loss of composure. But the group of wastes in the Manchu army really brought back good news this time."

"What news is worth your happiness." Mitsui Kiku's brows frowned again, the anger on his face slightly eased, and he asked in a deep voice.

"That's right. Yesterday, they went to Sandaogou fifty miles southwest to set up an ambush. Sure enough, I waited for a big fish. Sir, your judgment is too accurate. It's even more accurate than installing spies in the enemy." Ishihara Sect. He bowed again and responded loudly with a tone of admiration.

Hearing this news, all the depression in Mitsui's heart flew out of the sky, stepped forward and grabbed the collar of Ishihara's military chief, and asked loudly, "It's really blocked, which army blocked it, what about the big fish, where is the big fish now."

There were two teams sent to set up an ambush to the west. They were both temporary arrangements made by him yesterday after receiving a top-secret telegram from the Kwantung Army Headquarters during the march. He thought this arrangement would have been like the previous times, and due to various unexpected conditions, he did not expect that the news obtained by the Kwantung Army's spy agency was true. In the past few days, there have indeed been important figures from the Communist Party and the Kuomintang who were going to sneak back from the territory of King De.

"Big Fish," Ishihara Sect was so slammed and responded intermittently, "Yes, it was blocked by the second company led by Inokay Inuchi, but, however, they failed to catch it, were broken by the other party and escaped."

"Baga." Mitsui Kiriki's mood quickly fell from the peak of excitement to the bottom of disappointment. She left Ishihara Shousho who came to report the news and cursed, "What did Inukai do? He dared to let the other party break through and escape. I see that he was afraid of the cold weather and was passive and negligent, so that the other party could find an opportunity to escape. You go, go and call him over. I want to give him the punishment he deserves in front of everyone. Go, go quickly, why are you doing when you are standing there? If you don't leave, I will punish you together."

Ishihara, the sergeant, dared not defend his companion. He lowered his head and silently endured the anger of Mitsui Kiku. When the other party had almost vented, he pointed to the footprints on the ground timidly and whispered: "Inukai Consultant, he has led the Second Company of the Manchurian Defense Army to chase the enemy, but the enemy is riding horses, and they may not be able to catch up. It was snowing last night, and the horseshoe marks on the ground will be very obvious. If you drive a car to chase it."

Before he could finish his words, the roar of Mitsui Orange Tree had already echoed through Yukino, "Get on the car, everyone gets on the car, chases along the horse's hoof prints, and even if they chase to the horizon, they will still catch the enemy back."

Note 1: The Development Group. After the September 18th Incident, the Japanese government tried to occupy the three eastern provinces and Chahar for a long time. From the country, many bankrupt farmers and gangsters formed the Development Group to China to "pioneer". These Development Groups rely on the support of the Japanese military, and drove away local Chinese farmers in a village and "pioneered" the land that had been reclaimed. For many years, like Japanese soldiers, they owed a lot of blood debts. This century, government officials who forgot their ancestors actually erected monuments for the so-called Japanese Development Group. I really don't know whose job they are in.
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