In a classical house in Tokyo, Lieutenant General Masao Kitano and Lieutenant General Hideo Funao were wearing kimono and sat cross-legged on the ground. There was no electric light, only the candlelight was swaying gently. Lieutenant General Kitano studied at West Point Military Academy and Munich Military Academy as a listener. He also studied hard at Fulongzhi Military Academy for two years, covering half of the earth, knowledgeable, and his military achievements were the best in Japan. However, it is hard to imagine that such a person who has been floating in Europe and the United States for at least two-thirds of his life cannot find a star or a little bit of West on him.

The traces of Fang Hua are, in addition to work, he is almost insulated from the modern life guided by the West. He lives in ancient Japanese buildings with hundreds of years of history, and they don’t even have wires, let alone electric lights and telephones. He always only has two sets of clothes, namely military uniforms and kimonos. As long as he is not working, he only wears kimonos. He never touches the terrible expensive famous wines, xo, cocktails, and even wines are toast to Xie Bumin, and only drinks tea. Of course, if anyone has a good sake, he will be very happy to ask him to drink a few glasses; he loves sumo wrestling and swords.

The tea ceremony, but I hate the extravagant and decaying things like female body-selling. The pressure of modern life is unimaginable. Japanese people are like robots with enough clockwork, traveling in a hurry every day, either in workshops, office buildings, conference rooms, or on business trips, even high-ranking officials, but this guy is still like the ancient Japanese people who are doing sunrise and sunset, and he does nothing slowly. He invites a few good friends to bring a pot of good tea to taste cherry blossoms. Drinking a cup of tea for three or four hours is his favorite.

Otherwise, I would sit cross-legged in the bedroom and sit cross-legged for several hours. I will work? Go to the side of my life. I promised to work eight hours a day and have a double break on Saturdays and Sundays. Even if I get promoted and raise my salary, don’t expect me to work overtime for even a minute. The general of the mainland has no way to do anything. He often has no choice but to say that the Land Self-Defense Force is not enough, but Kitano has nothing to do. So, tomorrow I will go to Jawa and form a command center to command the battle of 100,000 troops. He still looked calm and savored tea and enjoyed the moon with Shingotsu Hidefu, and talked about everything.

"Quan Yuejun, this is the best frozen Tieguanyin I bought from China for a lot of money. I have been treasured for five years and have been reluctant to drink it. I will go to the battlefield tomorrow. I don't know if I have a chance to come back to drink it, so I'd just take it out and share it with you. Please."

Masao Kitano picked up the teapot and poured half a cup of bright and fragrant tea into the two exquisite tea cups. This set of tea set is the best produced by Jingde Guanjiao in the Qing Dynasty. Although it is not as valuable as Tang Sancai, it is also very valuable. Looking at the Three Army, Kitano is probably only so bored, so he took out most of his salary to buy a set of tea sets.

Hideo Fukigo carefully picked up the tea, sipped it gently, closed his eyes and savored for a moment, and sighed softly: "Good tea, good tea, I'm afraid that no matter how much money I spend in China, I can't buy such tea."

Masao Kitano said: "Domestic tea and instant noodles

It's almost the same, only the farmer is given a cough."

Hideo Fukigo said: "It's true. Young people nowadays like it or not, they have to drink coffee, and our tea ceremony is about to be lost. Who else can remember these cultures except us old guys?" He sipped a small sip, and then enjoyed the patterns of the tea set with the candlelight. He was tall, long hair and waist-length, elegant and fair, and also wearing a gorgeous kimono, served six-color exquisite snacks, gently placed them on the table, and then knelt on the side waiting for the orders, every move was dignified and decent, no different from ancient beauties. Kitano Masao signaled that she could get off work. After she left, the lieutenant general who was addicted to tea picked up the tea and tasted it, sighing with satisfaction.

Hideo Fukigo came here in the middle of the night, of course he wouldn't just be drinking tea. Putting down the tea cup, he asked softly: "Has Kitano Jun heard of the bombing of Jakarta?"

Masao Kitano said carelessly: "I haven't heard from others yet. You know, I got off work on time. After get off work, as long as the Japanese archipelago has not yet been sinking, I am not allowed to bother me at work, so I have not received relevant information until now. But I had expected such a tragic bombing, which is just a matter of the number of casualties sooner or later and the number of casualties."

Hideo Fukio said: "I also expected it, but I didn't expect it to be so tragic... To be honest, after watching the live bombing through military satellites, many people, including a lieutenant general, inside and outside minister, were frightened and proposed to give up the plan to confront China head-on. Even I didn't shudder." He took out a thick file bag and handed it over, "Look, it was taken by the satellite."

Masao Kitano opened the file bag and took out a stack of satellite pictures from it. After only two of them, the general, who always gave people a feeling of casual work, changed his expression. He was shocked, confused, suddenly, admired... All kinds of expressions flashed quickly on his face, and finally turned into a calm like an ancient well. After reading one by one, he put the pictures back into the file bag, sealed them meticulously, and gave them to Hideo Fukigo, without saying a word from beginning to end.

Hideo Fukigo asked, "What do you think?"

Masao Kitano said: "What a crazy method and a wild style, I am truly worthy of being a famous butcher Major General in China. A terrible enemy, this is what I evaluate him."

Hideo Fukigo smiled: "This is exactly what I want to remind Kitano. Seven years ago, I fought with him on the battlefield of Annan and knew very well the horror of this butcher. He was like a thunderbolt fire, burning everything on the battlefield wildly and smashing wildly; his troops could launch more than a dozen attacks in a few hours, and each time was a stamina of death, not afraid of casualties, and not tiredness. As long as there was a little strength on his body, he would rush towards the enemy, until Pojun killed the general and let the enemy's corpses cover the battlefield. However, I really didn't expect him to be

He grew so fast that he dared to dispatch more than 100 fighter jets to carry out carpet bombing a large city with a population of tens of millions! In the eyes of others, he was crazy, but in my eyes, he was truly mature and became an invincible general who could cause a storm on any battlefield... People who can compete with such a powerful general are old, but he is still so young!"

Masao Kitano's expression became serious: "There are more than one young general in China? Han Feng and Liu Weiping, each one is comparable to him, and they are also called the Hell Three-headed Dog! They are younger than the other, and how many talents are like them in our younger generation?"

"None of them," said Hideo Fukigo.

Masao Kitano said: "I hope I can hone a few generals in this war... This evil dog is already killing, and the other two will definitely not be willing to fall behind. Luo Mo has been able to confront a group of such strong opponents in his later years, which is enough to comfort his whole life." He smiled, covered the lid of the teacup, and asked seriously: "Kun Shinjo, what is the strategic purpose of our work this time?"

Hideo Fukigo was stunned: "Don't you know?"

Masao Kitano shook his head: "Whether the Prime Minister or the Mainland Prime Minister claimed that it is necessary to prevent China from controlling the Strait of Malacca. Are we simply stopping it? The goal of China is to establish a Chinese country like Israel in Malacca. While ensuring that Chinese people will not be massacred and bullied again, it is also good for the establishment of a bridgehead in Southeast Asia to firmly control the Strait of Malacca. What about us? Should we establish a Japanese country in Southeast Asia? Should we all have the elite troops of our army, navy and air force just to put out the fire for the Jakarta government?"

Hideo Fukigo said: "According to the decision made by the Five Majors Conference, it is to support the Jawa government and use their hands to strengthen our influence in Southeast Asia, so as to prevent Japan's energy throat from being pinched by China."

Masao Kitano said: "It's useless. The Chinese have had a feud with Jawa for hundreds of years. Now all of them have erupted. Even if the Chinese use nuclear weapons, they will not allow the Jakarta regime to continue to survive. Otherwise, they will not be able to explain to the 900 million people. If we insist on keeping the Jakarta regime, it will only expand this war infinitely. We will not only not get any benefits, but on the contrary, we will also suffer heavy losses in this war and even be at risk of destruction!"

Hideo Fukio smiled bitterly: "What else can it be? Like China, will we start planning to form a Japanese country from now on? China has more than 10 million overseas Chinese in Southeast Asia. They have such conditions, but we don't."

Masao Kitano said: "We have suffered enough of the uncertain strategic goals, and the plan has been changed again and again, and finally the pain of losing one thing and the other is missing. I don't want to try it again."

Hideo Fukigo asked, "What do you want?"

Fukigo Hideo's eyes flashed: "What do you mean?"

Kitano Masaochi said word by word: "Help them fight against the Chinese army first, but don't do their best. After the war expands, try to reach a secret agreement with the Chinese army to divide Southeast Asia! The Chinese military focus has always been in the Taiwan Strait and the Northeast. It is also not in their interests to fight with us in Southeast Asia. They will definitely agree." Removing the lid of the teacup and taking a sip of tea, "Southeast Asia is a good place, iron, coal, tin, tungsten, rubber... All of which Japan urgently needs now is to fight head-on with an unprecedentedly powerful enemy, get more if it gets, or do it gets more if it gets if it gets in two?"

Hideo Fukigo shook his head: "Kun Kitano, the government will not agree to you doing this. In addition to safeguarding our interests, we have another important purpose to attack China. If you do this, the government will not accept it, and the people will not accept it!"

Masao Kitano showed a mocking smile: "What do those stupid pigs know? When it comes to China, what else do they know besides the arrogance and contempt they have always had since World War II? Have they carefully studied the strength of China? Do they see the progress of China? Do they know how respectable and terrible the driving force for the rapid development of that country that is difficult to interfere with the outside and inside? They know nothing! The elites of the three navy, army and air force are all born, for the almost morbid pride of the people? Just kidding, the blood of Japanese soldiers is not so worthless! I will only fight for the interests of 100 million Japanese citizens!"

Hideo Fukigo didn't speak, but just lowered his head to drink tea, but the old eyes showed a look of appreciation... There are still capable people in the empire. This time, the candidate for the commander-in-chief was not wrong.

For the Japanese army, if you choose the right commander, the war is equivalent to winning half of it.
Chapter completed!