Chapter 1 Early Spring (After)

"Your Excellency Chief of Staff, you must not do this." Yano Osamaro Yano, deputy chief of staff of the Kanto Army, immediately became anxious and explained loudly with red eyes. "In fact, whether it is the independent battalion of the Jinsui Army or the Communist guerrillas, their combat effectiveness is very poor. When the enemy and us first met, they had more than 50 people in total, but they were unable to defeat more than 200 Manchu troops and were directly beaten to flee."

"Yeah." Kanto Army Chief of Staff Akisuke Isotani was stunned for a moment, frowning deeper. He could understand why his deputy was desperately belittling the enemy's combat effectiveness, because only in this way could the General Staff's responsibility for inappropriate planning when formulating a crusade plan in one lesson. But since the enemy has been defeated by the Manchu army, how could it cause such great damage to the Mitsui Detachment? Isn't this equivalent to saying that the Kanto Army of the Great Japanese Empire is not as good as the cowards of the Manchus?

Before he could express his doubts, Yano Yinsaburo had already begun to add loudly, "The subordinates have repeatedly verified it many times. When the two sides fought for the first time, the Mitsui Detachment was indeed not present. They were busy punishing the stubborn Mongols in Yete Right Banner of the Ukrainian Yete Banner."

The so-called punishment is nothing more than burning, killing, looting. Isotani Ryosuke has been fighting in the army for many years and knows what kind of virtues his soldiers are. However, as the chief of staff of the Kwantung Army, he was absolutely not in the mood to seek justice for the indigenous people in the conquered areas. He shrugged his shoulders and frowned and ordered, "You continue to say, why did the Mitsui Detachment fall into the Communist guerrillas again? Is the terrain of that desert terrain very terrifying? It is the guerrillas who hide a large number of helpers in the desert."

"That's right!" Yano Yinsaburo breathed a sigh of relief and slowed down his speech slightly. "In the Manchukuo Army, someone found a large cadre holding a Walter P38 pistol hidden in the Communist guerrillas. In order to seek credit, he reported this matter to Mitsui Yuki Nakasa. Mitsui Yuki Nakasa tried to capture this person alive, so he led the entire Manchu-Mongolian Detachment to chase after him in a car. The soldiers of Manchukuo were not good at riding, and it suddenly fell heavily in the sky at that time."

"Talk the key points." Isotani Ryosuke looked at his watch and interrupted it impatiently. In many cases, there was no need for Yano Yinzaburo to talk about it at all. He could guess that in the eyes of most people in the Kanto Army, Manchu soldiers were just slaves of the empire, and of course they were not qualified to ride a car with their masters. At that time, since the Eighth Route Army guerrillas had been defeated, Mitsui Ryosuke also had no need to use the cannon fodder of Manchukuo. Not only Mitsui Ryosuke, the chief of staff of the Kanto Army, believed that any grassroots officer would make a similar choice under the circumstances at that time.

"Halfway, the guerrillas and the Jinsui Army Independent Battalion divided the troops halfway in order to have more chances of escape." Yano Yinsaburo nodded, and ignored most of the details of the battle that had little to do with the theme according to the boss's request. "Mitsui Nakasa judged the whereabouts of the guerrillas accurately, so he drove the car to follow them on the snow and chased them reluctantly. They first chased through a frozen Season River, and then chased into the desert. The guerrillas suffered heavy casualties and were beaten to the point where only two or three people were left. They found themselves desperate. The Eighth Route Army cadre holding the Walter P38 pistol used himself as bait to lead the Mitsui Detachment to a desert lake covered with snow, and then "

"Desert Lake." After all, he was the chief of staff of the Kanto Army. Isotani Ryosuke guessed the key to the matter based on his intuition. "Is the water in that lake very deep? It just happened that the idiot Mitsui had just crossed a Season River and thought that the ice surface of the lake could carry cars. This idiot deserves to fall into the lake and freeze to death."

"Sir, weikai." Yano Yino Saburo couldn't wait to flatter Sima, "The water in that lake is not very deep, but the water inside is left after years of evaporation. The salt concentration is extremely high, so the thickness of the ice layer is far from keeping up with the surface of the Sea River. Even the locals rarely know these details, Mitsui Nakasaka them."

"They all fell into the ice hole. Together with the precious car, Mitsui Kiriki, this bastard, should have died, and even if he didn't die of illness in the hospital, I would have been sent to the military court by myself sooner or later." Risuke Isotani gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice.

There is a lack of shelter on the grassland, and it is not uncommon for the winter temperature to reach minus 30 to 40 degrees Celsius. The freezing temperature of salt water may be as low as minus 15 or 6 degrees Celsius. A group of landslides who cannot swim fell into the freezing salt water. Even if they are lucky enough to be drowned, their bodies and internal organs will be damaged by various damages that cannot be repaired by themselves due to the low temperature. What's more, there was a large desert after snow at that time, and there was no place to find a dry firewood for heating.

"There were actually not many people drowned at that time." After a secret glance at the face of his boss, Yano Yinsaburo whispered, "But the weather was too cold, and the cotton coat was stained with salt water, so he could no longer keep the cold. In order to find a way for him and his brothers, Mitsui Kiku had to order everyone to take off his clothes and run back naked. Fortunately, the battalion in Manchu quickly found them with the car marks. At the request of the battalion commander Li Chenzhong, he took the initiative to donate his clothes, and then "

"Okay, I understand." Isotani Ryosuke waved his hand and interrupted in a low voice. The so-called "active" donation of clothes must be a gun pressing his forehead to ask if he is willing to donate. No wonder the soldiers fled more than one-third of the soldiers after that. If anyone experienced similar incidents, their loyalty to the empire would be severely hit, not to mention that the Manchukuo minion army had no loyalty to their "country".

The reason why Yano Ossaburo mentioned the fact that Manchukuo soldiers donated clothes to the Mitsui Detachment was not to ask for merit for the pseudo battalion commander, but to indirectly prove through this matter that there was indeed no omission in his planning plan at the beginning. If Mitsui Okinawa Nakasa did not jump into the ice lake because of his greed for merit, the Manchu-Mongolian Detachment would not have lost so many people. The Manchu-Mongolian Detachment would not have been stripped of his clothes by the Manchu-Mongolian Detachment of the Kwantung Army in the winter, and his morale would have been completely disintegrated.

After thinking about it, he added, risking his reprimand, "Heishizhai is too desolate. There is no hospital or Western medicine nearby. Thanks to the help of local Mongolian nobles, the frost-killed imperial soldiers were sent to the field hospital of the Western Security Command of Xing'an Province. However, the delay was too long on the road. Many soldiers lost their heartbeat and breathing before they could stand at the hospital. Mitsui Nakasa himself only lay in the hospital for a month and a half more than his soldiers. In the end, he still couldn't get through that level."

I can understand Yano Yinzaburo's eagerness to clear his mindset. This time, Kanto General Staff Ryosuke Isotani did not interrupt. When his subordinates expressed his intentions clearly, they sighed and responded, "He is stupid, no wonder others. Let me do what he told his division commander. You are too young to deal with the unreasonable guy, Aobu and Ichiro."

"Thank you, sir, thank you." Yano Yinsaburo stepped back several steps and bowed deeply to his immediate boss again. He was just a newly promoted major general, and his family background was very ordinary. The Mitsui Detachment had completely become a disabled person. If he was asked to explain to the arrogant and domineering Lieutenant General Ichiro, the other party would probably scold him before he could make it clear. However, it would be much simpler for his immediate boss Ichiro Ichiro to come forward. At least, Ichiro did not have the courage to get angry with Ichiro Ichiro who had the same rank of lieutenant general and had the same deep background.

"Yano Jun, don't be so polite. This is not your fault." Isotani Ryosuke smiled and stepped forward to straighten Yano Yinsaburo's body with his own hands. "Besides, this failure is not a bad thing from a long-term perspective. At least it will make the arrogant guys in the military understand that China is not so easy to swallow it in one bite!"

"Yes, the Chief of Staff said it very well." Although I was very grateful to the other party for helping each other, Yano Yinsaburo's response was very cautious.

Regarding how to treat China, the officers of the Japanese Empire have always been divided into several major factions. Some advocate quick battles and decisions, including China in one go, while others advocate supporting the puppet government, allowing the Chinese to bleed themselves first, and then the empire came forward to reap the benefits of the fisherman. However, Risuke Isotani, the chief of staff of the Kanto Army, had a more conservative viewpoint, and even advocated that only take over the three northeastern provinces and Chahar would take the initiative to make peace with the Chinese government, so as not to be greedy and swallow the elephant and hold the Japanese Empire alive.

Isotani Ryosuke didn't care much about whether his subordinates had the courage to agree with his own opinions. The reason why he extended the topic was mainly to let the staff recognize a fact, "China is too big, only suitable for bits and pieces, not for whale swallowing. Flaws and pieces can slowly release its blood and let it die in numbness. If whale swallows, it will inevitably be subject to fierce resistance, and it may even be less worth the loss. The tragedy of the Mitsui Detachment is a vivid microcosm. If he was not in a hurry to wipe out the enemy and slowly draw it, it would probably be no rebels around the Black Stone Village at that time, but he chose to eat it in one breath. As a result, the enemy did not kill it, but he brought himself and half of the imperial soldiers in the squadron."

The staff members did not dare to agree with such a "deep" topic, but nodded mechanically. Isotani Ryosuke sighed again and continued: "The reason why the imperial army can win every battle is because there are many experienced and loyal soldiers in the team. The bigger the stall we spread, the greater the pressure the soldiers will bear. Once this group of experienced and loyal soldiers consumed completely in China, why should the empire compete with other powers in the world in the future? It is definitely a loss of big because of small losses."

There was still no staff member who dared to muster up the courage to agree with his point of view. Many people even lowered their heads to the table to prevent their actions from being too obvious and would become the target of attacks by other factions in the future. After all, from the military headquarters to the grassroots company, the majority of people who advocated a quick battle and quick decision to take down China. Although Lieutenant General Isotani has a deep background, he is an absolute minority. If he chooses to support him, he will never fall into any good results.

After saying so much in a row, I can't get any response. The Chief of Staff of the Kanto Army, Ritsugu Isotani, was inevitably a little depressed. He smiled and shook his head and said, "Forget it, you just listen to these words casually. There is no need to be too persistent. Whoever is right or wrong will be known in a few years. Now, let's continue to solve the troubles in front of you. Yano-kun, Mitsui Detachment and the Manchukuo battalion are almost disabled. Can the normal public security of the Black Stone Village be guaranteed at present?"

On the latter topic, Yano Yin Saburo had the enthusiasm to talk about it. After thinking about it, he whispered to report, "Fortunately, the local Mongolian prince Bai Yin took the initiative to send his private troops into the city to assist in defense, which also formed a certain deterrent effect on the surrounding destruction elements, but"

"It's just something, what benefits he wants to get, I know that these Mongolian princes will not contribute to the Japanese Empire in vain."

"Your Excellency the Chief of Staff is right." The staff members immediately became energetic and joined the discussion in a verbal way. "The little prince Bai Yin of the Yete Left Banner of Wuqi is very greedy. Not only do we want us to replenish heavy firepower such as heavy machine guns and mortars, but he even had the idea of ​​Black Stone Village!"

"He wants to be the county magistrate." Isotani Ryoshi jumped slightly and asked vigilantly.

"The leader of the alliance." Yano Yino Saburo responded quickly, explaining the ambition of the little prince Bai Yin in detail, "It is the leader of the Duoyan League. The four Wuqi Yete Banners were originally a family. Because they supported Lin Danhan, they were forcibly divided into four by the Qing government. The four families were combined, and they were the Yete tribe of the Wuqi Yete tribe. Then they merged with the Wulianha and Zhayier banners in the northeast. They can be traced back to the three guards of the Duoyan in the early Ming Dynasty, so they can be called the Duoyan League."

"Wouldn't that mean that we will give him half of Chahar Province and Xing'an Province in Manchuria to manage it." Risuke Isotani smiled angry, frowned, frowned, and concluded with a bitter face.

"It's almost the same. He didn't have the courage to make this request directly. It was the agents under Miss Yoshiko Kawashima who heard the news from Meilin of the Yete Left Banner of the U-Qian. Of course, it was also possible that he deliberately let Meilin of his subordinates leak out and tried to us."

"He is really not afraid of slapping to death." Isotani Ryosuke cursed disdainfully.

"I learned from King Torata." Yano Yin Saburo continued with a smile, his voice full of disdain, "Didn't King Torata dream of unifying the inner and outer Mongolian capitals under his rule? He used to be a prince, and Bai Yin is now a prince, and the starting point is the same."

"Dream." Isotani Ryosuke curled his lips gently, "Then has his official Meilin said, what will happen to Prince Baiyin if we don't support his ideas?"

"That's not." Yano Yinzaburo shook his head with a smile, "I guess he is asking for a lot of money, waiting for us to land and pay back the money."

"Don't respond to him in a hurry. First, he will raise his appetite and notify the Xing'an Security Command that light weapons such as rifles and grenade launchers can be sent to the little prince Baiyin as appropriate, as carrots hanging on his nose, so as not to refuse to work hard."

"Hi Yi." Yano Yinzaburo responded loudly, recording Isotani's guidance word for word.

"Also," Isotani Ryosuke pondered for a moment and continued to add, "Let the intelligence department keep an eye on that area, don't relax your guard, and don't expect Miss Yoshiko Kawashima's subordinates, they are too amateur."

"Hiyi, I will go to the intelligence department to coordinate in a while."

"Yeah." After thinking for a while, Yoshiya Risuke continued to add, "We can use the local Mongolian nobles to maintain public order and try our best to use the local Mongolian nobles. They are all slave owners. They must have no common language with the Eighth Route Army guerrillas. No matter how much they die, they will not affect the future of the empire. Let them spend some time with the rebels first. In addition to sending individuals to replace Mitsui Jushi, our Kwantung Army will not consider the new army to reinforce the side for the time being. There are too many places that need to employ people. Southern Liao, northern Liao and Heilongjiang are not stable at the moment. The Soviets have been eyeing each other. It is better to keep more mobile power in our Kwantung Army headquarters."
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