The Japanese army's transport fleet and aircraft fleet experienced terrible air crashes and shipwrecks over the Jawa Sea at the same time, and almost none of the veterans who had lived for the rest of their lives survived!

This bad news was like a thunderbolt that was directly slashing at his feet, shaking the souls of the five-phase. Lu Xiang held the thin telegram, his hands trembled violently, his face suddenly turned pale, and in a blink of an eye it turned red again, as if all the blood in his body was pouring towards his head, trying to swell his head. He let out a roar like an injured beast, and a blood arrow gushed out from his throat! This terrible "air crash" and "ship crash" meant that the Fifth Division, the Third, Sixth, Eighth Division, the First Special Airborne Brigade, and the large-scale air force ground crew were wiped out. More than 100,000 expeditionary forces, in addition to the small amount of injuries withdrawn in the early stage

In addition to the soldiers and commanders, it can be said that the entire army had all gone through, and the most casualties were the Ground Self-Defense Force! These divisions and brigades were the most elite troops of the Ground Self-Defense Force. After this battle, the elites of the Ground Self-Defense Force were almost wiped out, and their backbones were broken. As the Land Prime Minister, how could he not be angry and crazy? He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and let out a crazy howl: "This is the conspiracy of the Chinese people! The Chinese people betrayed their faith and unilaterally tore up the armistice agreement and killed the troops that were retreating in our army. It is too shameless! They must pay the price, and must pay ten times, hundreds or even thousands of times the price for it!"

Prime Minister Takahashi's face was pale, and he couldn't even notice his breath. He looked like a dead man crawling out of the grave. Fortunately, his chest was rising and falling sharply, and it was very obvious. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that he didn't have to send him to the morgue. Prime Minister Lu's shrill crying sounded throughout the Prime Minister's house, making everyone shudder, but Prime Minister Takahashi had no response. Now his mind was very messy, sometimes blank, like a piece of white paper, terrible empty, and sometimes filled with various questions: How could this happen? This is definitely not a coincidence, Hua

Why does the country do this? What should we do? How to explain to the families of the soldiers who died? How to fight back against China... Countless questions came one after another, like a pile of weeds that filled his mind, and he couldn't figure it out no matter how he decided. When he finally found out a little, Lu Xiang's crazy howl frightened him, and his mind became blank again. He had a headache. So many people died, and even if he wanted to turn big things into small things, it would not be possible. Besides, not tolerate revenge without revenge, it would not be in line with the narrow mind of the Japanese!

However, revenge requires strength. Without strength, it is useless to pretend to be cruel. And Japan lacks the most now. The Chinese army undoubtedly found a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. At this time, the whole world was panicked by the Chernobyl nuclear accident and a mess. At least millions of people in the Soviet Union suffered. If the fire is not controlled, it is afraid that it will rain all over the world. Compared with this, the death of these tens of thousands of people in Japan is considered a bad idea! In other words, even if he wants to win over the whole world to sanction China and seek justice, no one is in the mood to escape him!

What to do? What to do?

Prime Minister Takahashi asked weakly: "What are you going to do?"

The Prime Minister roared: "China must pay the price for what they have done! Send our bombers to bomb Shanghai, send our agents to assassinate Chinese political leaders, and attack important facilities in China, so that every city with important political and economic significance in China will be in absolute panic until China dies tragically by the soldiers under their sneak attacks. If China does not hand over the culprit, they will be in peace for a moment!"

The chief of staff of the Air Self-Defense Force said in a rock-like voice: "Prime Minister, we must be tough to the end... There is no way out. The incident has been made public. The whole country in Japan is furious. Countless people flock to the streets to march and protest, demanding punishment for the punishment. If we give in, the people will tear us to pieces!"

Prime Minister Takahashi laughed twice, crying and laughing: "I also want to be tough to the end, and I also want the Chinese to pay a hundred times or a thousand times the price. The question is, do we still have such strength now?"

The chief of staff was suffocated, and everyone showed a painful expression. Even Lu Xiang's howling screamed and wolves abruptly stopped.

This country, the elites of this country only believe in strength. Those who are stronger than them are servile and welcome them in every way, wishing to offer their wives for the other party to enjoy; those who are weaker than them are extremely vicious and try every means to kill each other, suck blood and chew flesh, and suck bones and marrow. This is their nature and will not be changed in another ten thousand years. Now, no matter how unhappy they are, they must admit that they no longer have the strength to compete with China alone. They don’t even have the strength to compete with each other, and they still want to repay you with justice. That’s not a joke!

Since the Meiji Restoration, Japan has only received such anger twice, once was two atomic bombs with two headed eagles, and once, now. This is the response of China to Japan's various provocations, humiliation and invasion of China half a century ago. On July 7, 1937, the North China garrison Army of Japan launched the Lugou Bridge Incident on the excuse of a soldier missing, kicking off the full invasion of China. During the eight years of the War of Resistance, the blood from the Chinese military and civilians almost rinsed the land of China. After fifty years, China really attacked the Japanese soldiers and soldiers. This time, there were more than one "disappearance", but tens of thousands, but Japan could not do anything! This slap was really loud and made the entire Japan feel heartbroken.

"Miyamoto, you go to Beijing and file a serious protest against China on this matter." Prime Minister Takahashi said in contemplation. As soon as this was said, everyone present had a very gloomy face, and even he was full of bitterness... Since when did Japan have to protest against China's extraordinary behavior? He is the most unlucky prime minister in history. Not long after he took office, he first ran into a financial tsunami, and then he was beaten to death on the expedition of Jawa. Now he is even more miserable. Tens of thousands of soldiers died inexplicably when they evacuated Jawa! The people will definitely print his portrait on toilet paper and sanitary napkins, sooner or later.

That's it! He said weakly: "You tell the Chinese people that they are massacres and they committed war crimes! If they do not hand over the culprit, we will reserve the right to fight back... We will use all the weapons and means that can be used to fight back, and make them pay a heavy price!"

Miyamoto's external smile bitterly. Can a few harsh words scare China? They are scared! But except for a few harsh words, Japan really can't do anything now... Let's see in the future!

Two days later, the Great Hall of the People in Beijing.

The spotless negotiating table was tense, and Japanese diplomats and Chinese diplomats looked at each other fiercely across a table, and sharp eyes collided in the air, bursting out a series of invisible sparks.

The representative of Japan is Miyamoto's Foreign Minister, while the representative of China is the Prime Minister, which has given Japan enough face.

After a full hour of silence, the Chinese diplomats did not even fart. They seemed to be well aware of the principle that "silence is gold". Their mouths were closed tightly, and Buddha statues in suits and ties were alive. Even if they sat here for ten thousand years, they would not want them to say a word. The Japanese representative had a million grass and mud horses roaring by, and the other party was not going to say anything. How could the negotiating table be discussed...

Bagayo, my butt was numb...

Even though he knew that opening his mouth first would be like showing weakness, he could not bear the discomfort from his butt... Damn hemorrhoids, it was really wrong. Miyamoto's foreign minister held on and said in a rock-like tone: "Dear Prime Minister, our army retreating from Jawa as agreed upon was devastating after leaving the battlefield, and almost none of the tens of thousands of troops were spared. Don't you think you should say something to us!?"

The Prime Minister's tight pursed lips finally loosened a few millimeters, and he said a little from this thin crack: "This is really a terrible disaster. We express our sympathy and deep condolences to the people who died in this shipwreck and air crash, and we express our condolences to you, and we believe that with your strong will, we will not be defeated by this disaster."

The Japanese ambassador to Beijing screamed: "Disaster? Yes, it is indeed a devastating disaster, but it is man-made. The murderer is you - your army is treacherous, sent fighter planes to shoot down our unarmed transport aircraft group, and sank all our transport ships with anti-ship missiles... You are massacre!"

The Prime Minister's voice was still so light, and his tepid attitude was really crazy: "Ambassador Suzuki, please do not insult our army. Our army is not so despicable yet! You said that our army sent fighter planes to shoot down your transport planes. Is there any evidence? You said that we launched anti-ship missiles and sunk your transport fleet. Is there any evidence?"

"I————" Ambassador Suzuki stretched his neck and widened his eyes, and was so choked that he couldn't even say a word.

There is no evidence, no evidence. In order to prevent the Chinese army from playing tricks, in addition to using their own military satellites, they also spent a lot of money to rent three Citi-state military satellites, staring at the direction of Jawa. The surveillance force is so amazing that the Chinese army will not only mobilize fighter jets to pursue transport aircraft groups, even if the ground troops in platoons assemble, they can't hide the eyes above their heads! Facts can prove that the Chinese army has never sent a fighter jet, nor has they launched a missile, and military satellites around the world can testify. Military experts believe that the transport aircraft group should have been shot down by anti-aircraft artillery, and the optical satellites are even more

At the time of shooting some ballistics of artillery shells, they had to shoot down all such a large group of aircraft distributed in dozens of kilometers of airspace in just one minute, so that they didn't even have time to react. At least hundreds of anti-aircraft guns were needed to be used! Hundreds of anti-aircraft guns are not a small number. Unless military satellites are blind, there is absolutely no reason why such a huge group of guns cannot be seen. Intelligence personnel repeatedly studied satellite photos, and even if they were exposed, they could not find the shadow of an anti-aircraft gun. - The vast sea, there was no warship, and even if there were anti-aircraft guns, there was no place to place them. Only then would there be ghosts! The North Star Flat

Taiwan is a major suspect, but hundreds or thousands of anti-aircraft guns under the fortress are still a little smaller. Besides, no satellite has seen a shot and a bullet on the Pole Star platform, and it can't be on its head! As for the transport fleet, it's even more weird. The satellites clearly captured the scene when they were sunk. Metal objects flying at speeds of dozens of Mach in the dense atmosphere can never get rid of the high temperature that comes with it. It is a terrifying high temperature that can make the steel melt. The warheads of the sinking transport fleet are burning on the sea due to the high temperature, which is very conspicuous and cannot be concealed by optical satellites.

After careful study, it was determined that this was not an anti-ship missile, but a super heavy artillery shell—the caliber may exceed 440 mm. It gave the shell a terrifying initial velocity with an astonishing charge and chamber pressure. It drove the shell three hundred kilometers away and sank all transport ships in one fell swoop! But what was so bad was that the military satellites overturned the surrounding waters, and did not find a Chinese warship equipped with heavy artillery! Once the super heavy artillery fired, it would be impossible to cover it up. If the Chinese army really used the super heavy artillery to fire at the transport fleet, I was afraid that even a few beards on the commander's face would be photographed!

There were no anti-aircraft guns, no heavy guns, and the Chinese army had not touched a finger. All the planes fell and all the warships were sunk! The Chinese army had sufficient "absent" proof that it was unreasonable to force dirty water on them. Are those planes just sunk by meteorites? It's ridiculous!

Suzuki blushed like a pig's liver. After a long time of stammering, she screamed like a shrew: "Those planes will not crash on their own, those ships will not sink into the sea. Only you have such a motive, and only you have the conditions to sink them. No matter how you argue, it will not change the iron truth! You must apologize to the Japanese soldiers who died tragically, hand over the culprit, and compensate me for the culprit.

We lose everything, otherwise…”

Miyamoto said: "Otherwise, we will retain the power of retaliation and use all weapons and means to launch the most ruthless revenge, so that you can pay the price of bleeding for this!"

The Prime Minister said softly with a contemptuous expression: "Your Excellency Foreign Minister, you must be responsible for what you said! Do you have any evidence to prove that we have anything to do with this incident? If so, you might as well take it out and we will attack the lawsuit to the United Nations... The face of China cannot tolerate anyone or any country wants to slander it!"

Miyamoto's Foreign Minister broke out and roared out of his composure: "Don't think that you are so confident that you are invisible. If you want others to know, don't do it yourself! Your North Star Platform is a major suspicion. Do you dare to let us log in to that platform to investigate? If you don't dare, it means you have a ghost in your heart!"

What a group of mad dogs! No matter how well the Prime Minister is in a good manner, he can't help but get angry when he was sprayed. Climb the Polaris to investigate? Just kidding, even he, the Prime Minister, has no right to climb the Polaris, let alone you Japanese slaves! He said calmly: "The Polaris is a maritime platform built by our country's astronomical funds. It has too many top-secret technologies and commercial secrets..."

Miyamoto's exterior minister gasped and interrupted roughly: "You don't have to explain, I just ask one question: Do you agree or disagree?"

Bang!

The Prime Minister slapped the table hard, making a loud noise, and everyone was shocked. Only then did he realize that the Prime Minister's facial muscles had twitched slightly, the gentleness and elegance of the past had disappeared, and his tall and thin body burst out with anger. He pointed to the nose of Miyamoto's Foreign Minister, and his angry voice resounded through the entire Great Hall: "External Minister, please pay attention to your tone. It is not the late Qing Dynasty now, and I am not Li Hongzhang! I am holding deep sympathy for Japan and negotiating with you patiently. You have been greedy and have been greedy again and again. What is this?

Do you really think we are weak and can be bullied? Even the President of the Soviet Union and the President of Citi would not dare to talk to us in this tone. What are you?!!! You just ask me if you agree or not, right? Then I tell you that you have to board the Polaris platform. There is no way! Our army has never touched a hair on your withdrawal army. Do you believe it or not? Anyway, our country will not accept your unreasonable investigation. We have no obligation! We can provide a donation of 10,000 US dollars to the families of the victims. If you want it, don't get out!"

The saint was angry but could not be angry. The prime minister's anger was quite serious. Both the representatives of the Chinese and Japanese sides were silent. Miyamoto's foreign minister gasped again, stood up, his eyes were filled with anger, but he bowed politely to the Prime Minister and said, "Your Excellency Prime Minister, I apologize to you for the offense just now... But I am forbidden to say that your bad attitude seriously hurts the friendship between the two countries and the feelings of Japan. I think it is difficult for me to negotiate with you calmly."

The Prime Minister sneered: "Have it seriously hurt the friendship between the two countries? In the eyes of the Foreign Minister, is there still something like friendship between our two countries?"

The Chief of Staff, who accompanied the Prime Minister to attend the negotiations, said with a cold expression: "Your Excellency, although we have no obligation to cooperate with your investigation, we can provide you with some clues for humanitarian reasons." With a blow with both palms, a handsome captain turned on the computer, inserted a CD in, and pressed the play button. A loud voice came from the computer, all in Japanese, and the Foreign Minister Miyamoto's expression changed slightly. The Chief of Staff explained very considerately: "Given your changing character, we are really worried, for fear that you will fake the name of withdrawal, so they will give us an unexpected surprise, so they monitored each plane."

The Japanese representative was almost furious, and Ambassador Suzuki whispered: "Bastard!"

Miyamoto's lips moved, suddenly froze, and his face turned pale quickly, because what was heard from the computer was the voice of Masao Kitano! The Chief of Staff showed a serious listening look and said, "It seems that Lieutenant General Kitano is in a bad mood and is in a low mood."

Miyamoto's external appearance sat in his position like a mud, his mind was blank and buzzing.

"Your Excellency, don't think too much. Failure is only temporary. We still have a chance... Come and have a cup of coffee to cheer up."

"Your Excellency, how are you?"

"You are vomiting blood! Call the doctor!"

"Bastard, you have always been in good health. How could you suddenly get sick? There must be something strange here!"

"Tanaka, it must be the guy who is the bastard!"

The bureaucrats and men in Tokyo are quite conscientious and have left me with complete corpses!"

Bastard, what did you do to Commander Kitano? Who told you to do this? I'm going to kill you!"

This is what the superior means, I just execute the order!" He looked at Masao Kitano and said, "Your Excellency, this war was defeated so badly, someone must be responsible for it..."

...

In the computer, hysterical screams, curses, and excuses kept coming. Every time a sentence was spoken, every Japanese representative was shocked. Through these conversations, even the stupidest person could guess what had happened before the plane was shot down: the famous Japanese general Masao Kitano was killed by his own people! Once this incident was reported, Japan would have to turn the world upside down! Those who did not know about the matter were shocked and angry, while those who were informed were terrible pale. Could it be that the heavens wanted to eliminate them? Such a confidential matter was actually eavesdropped on the Chinese army! After finally grasping their handle, how could the Chinese country let them go easily? Now, they would have to lose two layers of skin even if they died!

The rumbling and explosion sounded, and the recording ended here.

Just a few minutes of recording, every Japanese representative looked dead and even showed a desperate look. What made them most desperate was that the Chief of Staff raised the CD and threw it to them carelessly, saying: "If you can't trust us, you can take the CD back for voiceprint analysis to see if it's true or false. Don't be afraid of being broken. We still have a lot of backups, just analyze it." Seeing Miyamoto's external minister picking up the CD with mechanical actions, he smiled: "No evidence, just because the North Star is just right.

In the area where the air crash occurred, you must have concluded that we did it, that we killed tens of thousands of you. If this recording is used as evidence, do we have more reason to suspect that it was you who used your own hard work to kill the defeated soldiers and throw dirty water on us, and lead the hatred of the Japanese people to us, so as to protect your black hats? Tsk tsk, you are so cruel. For your own selfish interests, you will sacrifice tens of thousands of soldiers and destroy the diplomatic relations between the two countries. If you are a neighbor, it is difficult for us to have nightmares!"

This is called making something out of nothing! This is called turning around! This is called squirting people with blood! Suzuki almost exploded with anger, glaring at him, trying to curse him, but he couldn't say a word. Miyamoto's Foreign Minister stood up and slapped it at the Prime Minister and the Chief of Staff again, with a hoarse voice: "Thank you for the clues provided by you. All signs show that this matter has nothing to do with you. We judge the gentleman with the heart of a villain..."

Suzuki almost cried: "Miyamoto!!!"

Miyamoto's external minister waved his hand weakly: "Let's go, let's go..." He left the seat with a trembling ankle sprained, and fell heavily. His head was heavily knocked on the floor of Guangke. It made a loud noise, as if he was kowtowing to the Chinese representative. The sound was ruthless, with flesh blooming on the forehead and blood flowing. The Japanese representatives were in a hurry, and those who helped others to help others, those who stopped bleeding were stopped, and those who stopped bleeding were in chaos. The Chinese representatives did not have the consciousness of being the host, and looked at all coldly from a high point. In a trance, Miyamoto's external minister seemed to have returned to the USS Missouri warship fifty years ago. When the Japanese representative Shigeki Kei dragged a fake leg and climbed onto the warship, the representatives of Japan signed the surrender letter, the Allied representatives also looked at him with this cold look, and no one reached out to pull him...
Chapter completed!