Chapter 30: The Tone Incident (Part II)
That night, Ligon fell asleep at 8 p.m. because of his injuries. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info Five ships followed a certain route to Bouin Anchorage, thinking that sending enemy soldiers to Shorerant Anchorage would cause a great riot. There are not a few soldiers like Admiral Ito, who are the best in the world for the Yamato nation.
With the help of Regen, Major John and two priests got their Bibles. Judging from the results of the examination, the military doctors all said that the remaining 100 or so people had no obvious signs of infectious diseases, but many of them had suppurated and swollen because their wounds had not been treated, and they needed to be operated on.
This doctor's opinion was naturally rejected by Admiral Ito, and it would be nice if he could allow these 100 or so people to have something to eat, and waste the medicine bandages on the ship? The kind of person who didn't die collapsed with one shot, and a bullet is definitely dozens of times cheaper than anti-inflammatory drugs.
Probably with the special attention of Regen, Major John's dinner was according to the standards of the ship's non-commissioned officers. The white major hadn't seen white bread for a week, and he didn't forget to pray after eating, completely unaware that he was being held in a confinement room by soldiers with loaded guns.
"Sorry, gentlemen of Japan. Do you have hot water here? ā
The two soldiers guarding John couldn't understand English at all, and after watching each other gesture a few times, they finally understood what the white major wanted.
"Go back! Wait! ā
One of the soldiers pointed to the inside of the confinement chamber and trotted away.
Major John thought that the other party had asked him to continue writing in his diary and was going to pour hot water for him. Replaced by his subordinates, he would only say that there was only a hot water kitchen, and then continue to play bridge with his colleagues. He didn't know that in the Japanese army, subordinates must be absolutely obedient to their superiors, serving tea and water are trivial matters, and even being slapped in public must humbly admit their mistakes, no matter whether they are wrong or wrong.
At 10 o'clock in the evening, Admiral Ito, who was about to fall asleep, suddenly received a secret telegram from Kaga. Through the codebook within the organization, Admiral Ito quickly understood what instructions Kaga was going to convey to him.
"There is an order to dispose of foreigners."
Except for the meaningless part, there is only a simple sentence in the secret message.
"Processing?" Admiral Ito had indeed thought about throwing all that disgusting motley army into the sea to feed the fish, but now that he had received the order, he hesitated. After all, it was Sousuke Takayanagi who gave him to rescue the soldiers of the American Federation, but he didn't save people, and when asked why, wouldn't it attract the anger of the other party?
On the one hand, Sousuke Takayanagi's rescue mission, and on the other hand, an encrypted order from the leader of the organization. Admiral Ito was in a difficult situation, and if he did not fulfill the demands of either of them, he would be in serious trouble.
Swept away from sleep, Admiral Ito put on his coat and planned to go out on deck.
On deck, he met the anti-aircraft gun chief, Lieutenant Ishihara, with whom he was a fellow countryman, and the two had a good personal relationship.
"Admiral? Where are you going? ā
"Walk around." Admiral Ito noticed that the other party had a drink in his hand, which smelled like coffee. "You're on the night shift today?"
"That's right, the captain of the ship's guns on duty was blown off an arm because of the main gun explosion, and now he has not come to his senses. It is estimated that there is less bad luck. ā
The anti-aircraft artillery commander didn't dare to ask Ito more, the identity gap between the two was there, and there was no time to talk about family affairs on the battlefield. "I'll go to the stern of the ship to take a look, although those 100 captives have no weapons, it will be difficult to deal with if they are organized."
"Take strict care, and you can relax for half a minute before you get to Buinberland!"
"Yes, thank you, Lord Admiral."
Bowing neatly in response, turning around to leave, the anti-aircraft artillery commander was an impeccable and excellent soldier in terms of military discipline.
Admiral Ito seemed to have thought of something, and hurriedly called out to the commander of the anti-aircraft gun. "Wait, what did you just say?"
"Go to the stern of the ship to inspect."
"Back!" Admiral Ito's eyes showed crazy joy, and he had found the best solution to the problem he was bothered by. He was the commander of the warband, and now he held the highest position in the entire fleet. And if he did......
"They're going to have trouble if they organize."
The anti-aircraft gun commander did not understand why Admiral Ito asked him to repeat it, and he thought he was not wrong. The soldiers of the enemy country are still third-class pariahs recruited from Southeast Asia, and they may make trouble at any time.
"Ishihara-kun, remember that you are a swordsman at the fifth stage of kendo, right?"
"It's not ...... Yes, I haven't studied kendo in a while. ā
Admiral Ito smiled knowingly and stepped forward to put his arm on the other's shoulder. "There's something I need to borrow from your swordsmanship. Do you know? Riots were now taking place at the stern of the ship, and the prisoners from non-American countries were instigated to seize some of their firearms with the intention of hijacking the ship. We're going to go and negotiate with them now. ā
"Riots? You ......" Lieutenant Ishihara, the chief of anti-aircraft gun, vaguely guessed what Admiral Ito was going to do. But disgust to disgust, as for really cleaning them up? "Negotiations?"
"Yes, we were very sincere and did not bring guns to the negotiations, but they did not know what to do and insisted on not surrendering. In an emergency, you and I fought back in self-defense with the swords we were fighting back. ā
"Admiral Ito, what are you going to do...... Kill them? ā
"What's wrong? Ishihara-kun? As a loyal samurai of the Great Japanese Empire, do you want to disobey my instructions and commit acts that violate military discipline? Admiral Ito now has no room for anyone to change his rhetoric, and if this plan is not carried out, he will be the one who will die.
First, kill the captives who are not native to the Commonwealth of America, and use them as an excuse to gather a crowd to riot. After that, we will find a way to dispose of Major John and other whites. Food poisoning, wound infections, mental disorders...... There are many ways to deal with a few people.
"Are you sure you want to do this?"
"If you talk more, I'll shoot you believe it or not!"
Admiral Ito was about to pull out his gun as he spoke, but the latter quickly nodded in agreement.
"Most people are resting now. Don't have a psychological burden, just deal with the redundant third-class untouchables. Let's go. ā
"Yes."
The two of them each confirmed the war knife on their lower waists, and walked quickly to the stern of the ship. The hangar where the reconnaissance planes were parked became a temporary place of activity for the 100 or so prisoners. There was a group of soldiers with guns inside and a group outside.
After explaining to the squad leaders of the two teams, the thirty soldiers immediately assembled, all their bullets loaded, and rushed towards the prisoners with great vigour.
"Bring out these untouchables who are plotting to riot!"
Lieutenant Ishihara, the commander of the anti-aircraft guns, gave the order, and the soldiers rushed up to arrest them, but those who dared to resist were beaten with fists and feet.
Only 15 white-skinned captives remained, and the rest were all driven to the aft deck.
Those people did not understand what was happening, and although the Japanese navy soldiers did not treat them well, they had a concentrated physical examination in the evening, and they were all guaranteed to be 80% full for dinner.
"Execution!"
This time it was Admiral Ito who personally ordered him, and he was the first to draw his sword, the tip of which was sharp in the moonlight.
The soldiers drew their bayonets and forced the captives into a ball, not giving them any chance of escaping.
Admiral Ito, Lieutenant Ishihara, and two captains, began a brutal killing operation. Bullets, while efficient, leave marks on the deck. Sousuke Takayanagi will definitely check the details of the incident, as long as there are no bullet holes on the deck, these thirty or so people keep their mouths shut, and no one will know what happened on the ship.
It's riots! The ungrateful captives took advantage of the night to start a riot and proceeded according to this script. Everyone can be relieved of their responsibilities.
Admiral Ito slashed the neck of one man, and then swung his sword at the other captives. He has used these living people as straw targets, and if he kills them, he will be able to live. No one could help him think of a way to save the captives and not provoke punishment from the organization. So he had to kill.
One after another, bewildered Southeast Asian soldiers and Australian Aboriginal soldiers had their necks cut off by blades, and most of them had their lives left to save their lives by simply calling the military doctor for first aid.
"Nope! You can't do this to us! ā
The captive who rushed up to grab the knife was knocked down by Admiral Ito with a punch, and then he stepped forward to make up for it. "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have had to make trouble! Do you know how much trouble I've been in until now?! ā
Roaring out of his long-suppressed resentment, Admiral Ito became the craziest of the four.
"And half there! Don't let it go! ā
The order is absolute, and if you really kill people, the first few will feel guilty and can't bear to look at it more. After killing a few more, I don't feel psychological pressure at all, but I am very happy.
Admiral Ito didn't expect that the reconnaissance plane parked in the hangar was like a monitor at the moment, transmitting everything that happened on the back deck to Tone's eyes.
"I have to stop them! Why did Ito-kun kill people? It's a crime! ā
Ligon didn't have time to change his clothes, so he rushed out of the hatch and went straight to the aft deck in his slippers. She ran three times as fast as ordinary people, and it was getting faster and faster, and her physical fitness as a ship girl was greatly strengthened.
"Block ......"
When Ligon arrived on the aft deck, there were still more than 30 captives on the deck, wailing and begging, and more than 60 bloody corpses, lying in a hideous appearance in the black and red liquid.
Black, red...... The more than 60 people who were mixed up have all died, and they died tragically with a heavy grudge!
"Block ......"
Ligon slowed down and continued walking towards the crowd. Her eyes grew bloodshot, and an ethereal voice sounded in her head.
"Kill them, kill them, kill them......"
Reason was completely obscured, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of Rigen's mouth. She felt a heavy resentment melt into the hull, and it was unusually comfortable.
I want more, and there are enough humans in front of me.
"Kill them!"
Ligan let out a hoarse inhuman voice, his hands as claws, and tore the six subordinates who stood in her sight to shreds in an instant.
Blood stained her pure white pajamas, and her crazy countenance. The smell of blood lifted her, and she needed more resentment.
The more the merrier......