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Volume 1 On the Songhua River Chapter 464 Empty Joy

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    Chapter 464: Empty Joy

    Lao Zhutou was beaten to the ground by the Japanese soldiers who were eating the Overlord's meal. These Japanese soldiers were still angry. They are inferior Chinese people. It is already a great favor for the Imperial Japanese Army to eat your food. How dare you ask for money?  Finally, they were in Xinjing, so it was difficult to cause trouble. This group of Japanese soldiers had restrained themselves somewhat. If they had been elsewhere in Manchuria, Lao Zhutou would have been dead long ago.

    The tables, chairs and benches at the food stall were in bad condition and were smashed to pieces. Passers-by knew that this old man had a kind attitude and fair dealings, and many people filled their stomachs at this food stall. But look at  The Japanese had a ferocious look. The one who dared to step forward just hid far away. The one who really dared to be angry did not dare to speak.

    The Japanese soldiers were acting wildly and felt that there were many more people around them, "Honey?" Are there any Manchus who are not afraid of death?  As soon as they looked up, a dozen young people surrounded them. The Japanese leader, Captain Cao, without thinking, slapped the nearest young man with a big mouth.

    There was severe pain in my wrist, and a fist enlarged in front of my eyes, quickly occupying the entire field of vision. I received a heavy blow on the face. The huge blow caused Cao's short and fat body to be thrown far away. His face was covered with blood and his mouth was swollen.  He was foaming with blood and rolling his eyes. He could see that he was out of breath and had little air intake. With just one punch, most of his life was taken away.

    The Japanese soldiers were stunned. They never expected that there were Chinese people who dared to attack the Japanese, and they were beaten to death. Before these Japanese soldiers could react, they received severe blows to critical parts of their bodies, mostly on their temples.  When hit, a few unlucky Japanese soldiers were kicked hard in the crotch, and the screams were horrifying.

    There was a young man with a good-looking appearance who struck harder. The half-cupped bowl of stubble in his hand slashed through the main artery of the Japanese soldier beside him. It was as sharp as a blade and blood spurted out. The Japanese soldier's eyes widened and he staggered, covering his neck with his hands.  He staggered towards his 38-gun, but before he could reach him, he fell to the ground, his body twitched a few times, and never moved again.

    In the blink of an eye, eighteen Japanese soldiers were lying on the ground. Yin Hong's blood was slightly steaming in the early winter night. The people around him woke up, turned around and fled for their lives. This was remarkable, Japan  A man is killed at the emperor's feet, why don't he run away?  Waiting for bad luck?

    These young people couldn't help but smile bitterly when they looked at the Chinese people who had fled and disappeared, and then looked at the old man who was still unconscious. They had no choice but to carry the old man on their backs and put him down in a safe place. Everyone pooled fifty or sixty yuan and put them down.  He wrote a note, stuffed it into the old man's pocket, and then disappeared into the night.

    Similar incidents occurred in every corner and street of Xinjing, wherever there were Japanese people. On this night, Xinjing was destined to be turbulent. Fires broke out in many places in the city, and Japanese barracks and institutions were bombed in many places.  Several Japanese soldiers on the street suddenly fell to the ground, with deep cuts on their backs.

    Xinjing was in chaos. It was so chaotic that it made people panic. There were rumors in the streets and alleys that the Anti-Japanese Alliance troops had invaded Xinjing. The few Japanese garrison troops in the city were exhausted, fighting fires everywhere. Some small groups  , was ambushed on the way to the scene, and no one was spared.

    Emperor Kant in the palace, listening to the gunshots outside and looking at the fire everywhere, felt a sense of imminent disaster. He quickly called the Japanese Military Police Headquarters in Xinjing. No one answered the broken phone, so he had to  They closed the palace door tightly and blasted everyone who could move onto the palace wall. Even the eunuch who had no roots underneath climbed up tremblingly with a gun.

    For the rest, Emperor Kant could only kneel in front of the memorial tablets of his ancestors and pray for their blessings. It was not easy for him to be an emperor, but if he was not captured by the Anti-Japanese Alliance, the bloodline of the Aixinjueluo family would be cut off.  I don't know if it was really the blessing of the ancestors in heaven, or the great blessing of the emperor, but the gunfire gradually became sparse.

    At dawn, the uprising in the city also subsided. The Japanese troops rushing to rescue from nearby places rolled, crawled, and somersaulted into the new capital. They did not miss the errand strictly instructed by their superiors. The insurgents had long been  After running away without a trace, these Japanese commanders looked at the devastated New Capital City and the various buildings that were still emitting smoke. They were silent, staring with big eyes, and they couldn't tell what they were feeling.

    There are many slogans and leaflets on the street, the content is very anti-Japanese, signed "Northeast Liberation Army East Manchu Advance Detachment", the leaflets also declare that this is just the beginning, as long as the Japanese are still on the land of Northeast China, the war will continue.  Something similar happened. The slogans on the wall were blown by the wind, like mouths mocking the Japanese.

    The losses were not particularly huge, but the impact was extremely bad. Almost all important targets belonging to the Japanese were attacked. The worst was the Japanese Military Police Headquarters in Shinjing. Except for the commander and a few senior officers, they happened to go out to prostitute geishas.  , drank flower wine, and luckily escaped with his life, but more than a hundred others were killed.Inside, the whole army was wiped out.

    Others, such as the Japanese embassy, ??secret service agencies, train stations, etc., were severely damaged to varying degrees. More than 1,400 Japanese soldiers and public officials lost their lives, as well as several close friends of the Japanese.

    Afterwards, the Japanese characterized the incident as: "This was an organized and premeditated terrorist attack against the Japanese Empire and civilians. It was extremely bad in nature and was a deliberate destruction of the friendly situation between Japan and Manchuria."  , was a violent act committed by some Chinese people who were dissatisfied with the Japanese Empire.¡±

    Then, the Japanese authorities offered a high reward, hoping that the citizens of Xinjing would provide clues to catch these saboteurs. Tang Qiuquan, the instigator of this embarrassing incident for the Japanese, had already led his troops to the next target.  After a night of riot in Xinjing, no soldiers were injured or killed. The work was so enjoyable that they just wanted to make some money.

    What worries the Japanese even more is yet to come. At Shaoguotun Airport, the phone rang for a whole day, but no one answered it. Feeling abnormal, the Japanese army sent people to the airport. What they saw was as quiet as a cemetery. The Japanese army had stiffened.  The airport was strewn with corpses, and then the bombs must have started to unleash their power, burning the Guotun Airport into a sea of ??flames, and it was abandoned and no longer used.

    The three fighter jets that survived were transferred to other field airports. When refueling, they suddenly became furious and exploded into three fireballs. The refueling truck also caught fire and spread to surrounding aircraft. As a result, the airport was destroyed again.  For more than half of the time, there were whispers within the Japanese Air Force that the ghosts of the dead compatriots in Shaoguotun were attached to these three planes. Otherwise, the entire Shaoguotun was blown up, but these three planes were okay?

    The Japanese believe in gods and ghosts but do not believe in the invincibility of benevolence. The more they think about it, the more sense they make. They feel very hairy in their hearts. They pray to Buddha, ask for fortune-telling, and ask for a talisman to wear to ward off evil spirits, so as to find comfort in their hearts. However, the homeland is too far away, so they make a special trip.  It was impossible to go back. Then I thought about it. Chinese monks would also be saved. Temples in various places suddenly became prosperous. The status of the monks who were hanging around suddenly rose sharply. Moreover, they were all Japanese soldiers with guns and knives.  Traveling monks and monasteries of all sizes made a small fortune.

    The Japanese's strict household registration investigation also traced the area near Tang Qiu's hometown. Tang's home shop gradually surfaced and fell into the sight of Japanese agents.

    Abe San, who was based in Fengtian, was not interested in any of this. The massacre in Xinjing did not divert his attention. He sat firmly on Diaoyutai and finally got good news. A mountain village in Dongman called Tangjiawopu was the most suspected.  More than 50 years ago, more than 50 young people in this village, aged 14 and 14, suddenly disappeared en masse.

    Soon, in Eastern Manchuria, an anti-Japanese armed force that was completely different from the Anti-Japanese Alliance appeared. Sanchahe, a large town closest to Tangjia Wopu, was also suddenly attacked. A large group of imperial troops were in pieces, and the emperor who went to reinforce them  The army also suffered heavy losses, the commander of the regiment was dismissed, and a large amount of arms and military supplies stored in the army were lost.

    What followed was a series of incidents in which the imperial army was attacked and strongholds were captured. This anti-Japanese armed force also took on the banner of the Anti-Japanese Blood Hands, which caused the Kwantung Army to suffer repeated defeats and heavy losses. Commander Muto Nobuyoshi was dismissed.  The bandit leader of the Blood Hand Group is named Tang Qiuli.

    The first time Abe San saw the information, he could conclude that this was Tang Qiuli's hometown. All the details matched, and the source of the information was very reliable. He was born in Tangjiawopu and now worked for the Empire of Japan.  Provided by Manchurian of Manchu Business Co., Ltd.

    It was not easy for him to suppress the ecstasy in his heart. After more than twenty days of fishing, the big fish finally emerged from the water. All that was left was how to close the net. He didn't want to see the corpses, which had little use value.  None. For this reason, he strictly ordered the agents not to conduct any form of reconnaissance on Tangjia Wopu, so as not to alarm the people in the village.

    As a veteran intelligence officer, Abezo's orders cannot be said to be careless. What he wants is an accurate and living person, rather than a key person's life being in danger during the flight, especially Tang Qiuli's.  Parents and relatives, this is his biggest bargaining chip, but he is too cautious. Because of this, the secret that Tangjia Wopu is an empty village has not been exposed yet.

    Abezo mobilized the troops near the Tangjiawopu and asked for the maximum number of troops to form a huge encirclement around the village. In his words, killing a chicken with a bull's knives, Abezo spent a lot of money, for a small Tang family.  In Jiawopu, he mobilized two regiments with a strength of more than 8,000 people.

    Then, he rushed to Dongman and personally directed this most successful capture operation. In the evening, more than 8,000 Japanese troops formed a tight siege on Tangjia Wopu. The siege was as thick as an iron barrel, and not even a fly could fly in the village.  go out.

    Abe San was lying on the hillside, observing the village carefully. It must be dinner time, but he couldn't see any smokeWhen he arrived, the village was uncomfortably quiet. He looked at the agents behind him suspiciously. From their eyes, Abe felt relieved. Since the target was discovered, no one in the village had gone out.

    Finally, in the middle of the night, Abe Sanyi waved his hand, and the Japanese soldiers stepped down quietly with their feet high, not daring to breathe. They floated into the village like ghosts, and soon completed the siege of every household. With an order  , the Japanese troops rushed towards their respective targets, and the silent village suddenly seemed like a pot was boiling.

    (To be continued)
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