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Volume 1 On the Songhua River Chapter 3272 What it¡¯s like to be a prisoner

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    A typical Japanese-style room, very elegant and quiet, with complete living facilities. Hirohito was sitting on the tatami with a blank look and a dull expression. Everything seemed as unreal as in a dream. Until now, he still couldn't believe it.  From the dignified Emperor of Japan, he became a prisoner of the Chinese soldiers. To be precise, he was a prisoner of the Chinese devil Tang Qiuli.  ~

    If it weren't for two young officers in the room, a man and a woman, wearing the uniforms of the China Army, monitoring his every move, Hirohito would definitely believe that he was having a long nightmare, but the current situation told him that this  It's not a dream, it's a cruel reality.

    After waking up from the dream, a question lingered in Hirohito's mind, "What will that Chinese devil Tang Qiuli do to him?" This thought filled his heart in a mess, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became.  With a sense of luck, Tang Qiuli wouldn't kill himself?

    Hirohito did not want to die. Before becoming a prisoner, he had never thought about death. How could His Majesty the Emperor of the Empire of Japan die? But the cruel reality he faced was that he fell into the hands of the Chinese demon Tang Qiuli.  The issue of life and death is not something you can decide. From the majestic Emperor to the prisoner of Tang Qiuli, his identity changed only one night. Whether it was fate or bad luck, Hirohito didn't know.

    The fear of death, like an endless tide, overwhelmed him, "Where is my family? You Chinese people won't hurt them, right?" After thinking about his own life and safety for a long time, Hirohito suddenly remembered that he was being killed along with him.  Empress Liangzi and several princes and princesses who were captured alive from the Tokyo Imperial Palace asked in a hoarse voice.

    That is a very beautiful young female officer.  In proficient Japanese, he simply replied: "According to the order of our division commander. Proper arrangements have been made!" The attitude was extremely indifferent.

    ¡°Obviously, these two independent division officers.  Unwilling to answer his question, Hirohito was certainly not satisfied with such a simple answer. He moved his lips and wanted to ask more questions, but when he saw the hatred and heartfelt contempt in the eyes of the two officers, he  Then he closed his mouth knowing it was interesting.

    Night falls, and it has been more than a day since Hirohito became a prisoner.  Someone brought dinner, a simple meal with two dishes, but it was authentic Japanese flavor. The officers guarding him were replaced by new ones. They were still two young officers, a man and a woman. Their expressions were even more indifferent than the two officers just now.

    The snow-white rice exudes an alluring fragrance, but Hirohito has no appetite at all.  The two officers just looked at him with cold eyes, without any intention of persuading him to eat. With that attitude, he would just starve to death!

    I can't stand the burning hunger in my belly.  Hirohito didn't intend to make things difficult for him. He went on a hunger strike or something like that. It was too painful.  How could His Majesty the Emperor endure such hardship? He ate less than half a bowl of rice.  After drinking a few mouthfuls of soup, I felt a little better.

    The atmosphere in the room was too silent and depressing.  Hirohito was so depressed that he couldn't breathe. He thought for a while and asked: "You two, I didn't know that Tang Qiuli would treat me like this? I am His Majesty the Emperor of the Empire of Japan and have the dignity of a monarch. You can tell Tang Qiuli that  I want to die with dignity!"

    Hirohito was very cunning. He was testing his tone. The officers who could guard him must be Tang Qiuli's cronies and should know something. This time, a young male officer said: "No comment! Don't forget  I lost my identity!" His tone was cold and unceremonious, and he was obviously very unwilling to say another word to Hirohito.

    Hirohito fell on the tatami in great suffocation and depression. From being captured alive in the palace to the roar of gunfire all night, he was blindfolded and left to his fate in an armored vehicle. He didn't sleep a wink all day and night. He was mentally and physically exhausted.  At the extreme point, he wanted to sleep and closed his eyes.

    In a hazy state, it seemed that he had been lifted off the tatami by several heavily armed and fierce-looking Chinese soldiers. After being tied up, he was taken to a misty forest. A hole had been dug there, and then, there was a  The soldiers in the platoon raised their guns, the black muzzles of the guns pointed at themselves, and the officer leading the group raised his hand.  .  .  .  .  .

    "No! Don't kill me!" Hirohito howled miserably. He woke up from the nightmare, his heart beating like a drum. He was covered in cold sweat. He opened his frightened eyes and saw this room.  , or two independent division officers who were full of energy and had contempt in their eyes.

    "Oh! It turned out to be a nightmare!" Hirohito breathed a long sigh of relief and fell into unconsciousness.

    At about nine o'clock the next morning, Hirohito was thinking wildly in the room. A major general officer of the Independent Division, who was as strong as a hill, followed by several fully armed soldiers, opened the door, with big piercing eyes.  He glanced at Hirohito and said to the two officers: "If the division commander wants to see this guy, take him over immediately!"

      "Yes! Captain!" Two officers saluted. The person coming was Shan Hu. After the second echelon of the independent division's left offensive group began to cross the Korean Strait, he handed over the defense of Tsushima Island and led the team to Yokohama.  , finally returned to Shizhi. Because Hirohito was an important figure, he came to escort him personally.

    Hirohito couldn't understand Chinese, so when he saw several unfamiliar officers and soldiers, especially the big Chinese officer who was full of murderous intent, he looked at him with a look like a knife, which made all the hairs on his body stand up. He thought  He wanted to shoot himself, so he shouted regardless: "You can't treat me like this, I want to see Tang Qiuli!"

    The two officers who had been monitoring Hirohito all night suddenly became happy when they saw the guy who kept calling him me, hugging him like a bear. The female officer suppressed her smile and said in a cold voice: "To fulfill your wish, our division commander wants to meet you."  You, come with our captain now!¡±

    Hirohito was as weak as a deflated rubber ball. He didn't even have the energy to stand up. It seemed that Shanhu had murderous intent. In the end, two strong soldiers from the guard brigade drove him one by one.  Walk.

    In a spacious room, Tang Qiuli was sitting comfortably on the tatami, drinking tea. He was the only one in the room. He didn't want to make any preparations for the upcoming meeting with Hirohito. For a prisoner, he could do it in just one thought.  There is no need to intimidate a prisoner who has a life-and-death decision with the lofty attitude of a victor.

    The door was gently pushed open, Tang Qiuli raised his head, and saw Hirohito, who had a sallow complexion, a thin body, and a listless spirit, being brought in by Shan Hu. At this moment, his eyes were full of murderous intent. For this launch  The September 18th Incident and the July 7th Incident were the main culprits who invaded China and caused serious disasters to the Chinese people. Their murderous intentions are stronger than ever.

    Hirohito stood in the middle of the room anxiously, looking at the handsome young man in casual clothes with gray hair. He knew that this was the Chinese devil that he had been cruel to countless times and wanted to eat his flesh and sleep on his skin.  Tang Qiuli, the archrival who cursed even in his sleep, didn't know how to speak for a moment?

    Hirohito has seen this sworn enemy of the Japanese Empire countless times in the photos. Now, finally facing him, Hirohito's mind seemed to freeze in an instant, and he stood blankly in the middle of the room.

    "Hirohito, please sit down. I am Tang Qiuli, who is nicknamed the devil by you Japanese!" Tang Qiuli said lightly: "Neither you nor I thought that I would be in such a place and in such a way.  Meet! We are not strangers, we understand each other, we are feuds and mortal enemies!"

    Hirohito calmed down and staggered to sit opposite Tang Qiuli. Tang Qiuli poured him a cup of tea, and then looked at Hirohito without saying a word, as if looking at an inanimate object.  Normal, indifferent and indifferent.

    Tang Qiuli's silence was a kind of boundless pressure, which almost made Hirohito's spirit collapse. But in his heart, he still had the so-called dignity of His Majesty the Emperor of Japan. This kind of indifference and boundless pressure made him  Feeling very uncomfortable, he broke the silence and said: "Tang Qiuli, I am your prisoner now. I want to know how you will deal with me? You might as well say it bluntly, I only want to die!"

    "How to deal with you?" Tang Qiuli took a sip of tea, with a sarcastic smile on his lips, and said: "Hirohito, the disaster and pain you have brought to the Chinese people, can you repay it with just one death? What do you mean to China?"  The crimes committed by the people are too numerous to list. If I were to list them all here, it would take me three days and three nights. There is no time and no need. However, I have no intention of killing you yet!"

    This sentence was what Hirohito wanted to hear most. His spirit suddenly lifted, and a light of hope appeared in his eyes, and he said: "Tang Qiuli, you and I are both leaders. There is no need to beat around the bush when you say something. Just say it."  "Whatever you need, I can satisfy you as unconditionally as possible within the acceptable range!"

    "Previously, I wanted to ask the Germans to be the intermediary to negotiate the terms of peace with you. I believe you know it. It is still valid now, and you can even add new content. As long as you accept it, you can sign the relevant documents immediately. This  The war is over, you have got what you need, and I have an explanation for the subjects of the Japanese Empire! "

    "Hahaha!" Tang Qiuli laughed loudly, shaking the roof tiles, and almost burst into tears. After a long time, he stopped whispering, looked at Hirohito with a look of shame and annoyance on his face, and said slowly:  "Hirohito, until now, you still don't know your position and what Japan will face?"

    "You think that if you throw out those so-called begging conditions, I will happily accept them. Don't forget that Tokyo is the only place left in Japan. My millions of troops have been besieging the city for several months. It's not that I can't capture Tokyo. As long as I say  Under the order, Tokyo will fall into my hands in no more than three days. You said that the whole of Japan is mine, and you will try to take it out.The so-called peace terms?  "

    "Hirohito, what I want to tell you is that Japan must surrender unconditionally, and this surrender decree must be announced by you personally!"

    (To be continued) (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
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