"Yamashita-kun, please be seated." Sun Minghui casually pointed to the tatami mat in front of him and said, in the ears of the mountain Fengwen, it was simply an order.

His hands were drooping and he was stiffly kneeling on the tatami mat. Sun Minghui sat down across from him.

"At the foot of the mountain, how many reclamation points do you Orientals have within a radius of one hundred and ten kilometers?"

Yamashita Fengwen thought for a moment and said, "Answer sir, there are about six of them that I know, and the country is preparing to send the second batch of reclamation regiments here, and we are the first batch to come here last year. ”

"Do you have a higher authority here?"

"A higher authority? No, no one has ever asked except for the points* and farm tools and seeds when we came, and our group of people are all village soldiers in the Hokkaido area, and there is no land in Japan to live on renting the landlord's land, and they told us that there is a lot of uncultivated wasteland here for us to come and open up the wasteland and there is no tax yet. ”

"Then how do you get in touch with the country?"

"There is no contact, we all moved here as a family, and there are no immediate family members in the country."

Sun Minghui thought to himself what this was, he didn't care if he threw the people to Heilongjiang, could it be that he was herding sheep, he couldn't care so much, he only knew that it would be easy for the Orientals to get the news in a short time.

"Yamashita, the agreement between your government and Zhang Zuolin has no legal effect, and it is not recognized by the government of the Republic of China, and you are illegally staying in our country and illegally reclaiming our land."

"Sir, we don't know, we just know that the government said that the land here can be reclaimed."

"Well, you women continue to cultivate the land, and the men are to gather together to build roads and reservoirs, and we are responsible for keeping you fed but not allowed to work in the nests. You'll be in charge for a while, and we'll see how you perform. Sun Minghui did not dwell on this issue too much, and he thought that what was wrong was wrong, and there was no reason to defend it.

"Sir, then we're ......."

Sun Minghui knew what Yamashita Fengwen meant about what they would do in the future, and he didn't think about it.

"Yamashita, you are now under my protection, there is no problem with safety, but you have to do things honestly."

After dinner, Sun Minghui convened a brief meeting with Song Zhipeng and others to discuss which reclamation point to attack next, and unanimously decided to attack another reclamation point forty or thirty kilometers away from the elders, which had been reclaimed by the Orientals for almost a year and a half, and was known to the outside world: the glory of the Orient.

There are 1,700 members of the reclamation regiment, which belongs to the scale of the reclamation site in the Heilongjiang area, and Yamashita Fengwen said that there are as many as 500 men who can hold guns there.

Sun Minghui asked Song Zhipeng to lead people to transport a 75 gun and several mortars in stock overnight, as well as ammunition supplies. There were more than a dozen horses and mules in the fourth reclamation regiment, and by the way, they went back to send a report to Yanyang asking for ammunition and administrative personnel.

Early the next morning, the Oriental lady in Tunzi had already made breakfast, and Sun Minghui and they finished breakfast and headed towards the Oriental Hui Reclamation Point. On the way, I heard the team members talk about the Oriental women who took the initiative to sleep with their team members during the break last night, almost begging them to let them sleep with them.

Sun Minghui felt a little sour in his heart, since ancient times, the winner is the king, the loser is the loser, yesterday is a living example, in the past, in Jiangsu, all the people who were dealt with were people from their own country, Qi Xieyuan, Lu Yongxiang, Zhang Zuolin and others, if they are defeated, they will be defeated, and there will be no consequences, they should eat and eat, and they should do what they should do.

This time against the Orientals, don't look at the usual Orientals who are high-flying and domineering, once they are beaten down, they have no bottom of their situation, and even women have to rely on sleeping with the conqueror's men to seek protection. He said lightly to his subordinates: "Forget it this time, next time if this kind of thing happens, I will personally castrate you with a knife." I'm not joking, I'm serious, if you were in my army, you would have been killed a long time ago. ”

Sun Minghui said to Song Zhipeng: "Zhipeng, your team is too scattered, if it weren't for you being the boss's favorite general, I would have fucking tied you up and removed you from your post, you look at how much valuable time you wasted on the boss in more than a year to bring out such a group of stragglers." ”

Song Zhipeng lowered his head and said nothing, thinking in his heart that this is what I can do in the Northeast, and I can't establish a political power, don't talk about it, I have the ability to come by myself.

Although he was not convinced, he still didn't dare to refute, and walked forward with his head down, but he still admired himself in his heart, the deputy captain, who had just pulled out hundreds of Oriental reclamation points.

The 30-kilometer journey was completed at noon, and the distant reclamation point appeared in Sun Minghui's telescope, this reclamation point had begun to take shape, and behind the trench was a wall made of blue bricks, which looked very thick.

After some observation, Sun Minghui and the others discussed the use of an unprepared way to suddenly launch an attack, and if they had to follow the previous method to make the Oriental insiders prepared, it would cause excessive casualties.

75 guns were pulled up, the muzzles of the guns were facing the gate of the reclamation site, and a dozen mortars were concentrated in the clearing next to the woods. The snipers dispersed, and Song Zhipeng ordered the soldiers to run with all their strength to occupy the gate of the reclamation point in the shortest possible time.

The soldiers were transported to the wheat field a kilometer from the reclamation site to hide, and when Sun Minghui saw through the binoculars that the sniper was already in position, he waved the small red flag in his hand.

The 75 cannon made a dull sound, and a shell screamed from the muzzle of the cannon and flew straight towards the gate of the reclamation site. When the shell hit the battlement, it was visible to the naked eye, and with a loud bang, the gatehouse collapsed, and Song Zhipeng, who had been holding back for a long time, finally broke out, and was the first to jump out of the hidden place and rush towards the gate, followed by more than 200 soldiers rushing over in a straggler.

When they charged, there was no shouting sound characteristic of the Republic of China troops, only the sound of messy footsteps. As soon as Song Zhipeng ran 100 meters away, the second shell landed on the wall next to the gate and exploded. A section of the fence was blown down. The sound of thumping mortars rang out,* and they whizzed over their heads into the wasteland.

It's a quiet summer afternoon, and the Toyo farmers are lying at home on a lunch break after a long morning's work. In the heat of more than 30 degrees, no one thought that they would be attacked in this calm afternoon.

When there was an explosion at the gate, they scrambled to their feet and reflexively reached for their guns, and when they rushed out of the house, there was a scream in the sky, and there was a scream of cannonballs, followed by a series of explosions.

The living people looked around for a place to hide, and the Oriental people were hiding everywhere behind the rocks and in the canals, and the shelling never stopped.

Song Zhipeng was the first to rush through the gate, and after he rushed in, he shouted: "Work in groups of three, expand the results of the battle, and consolidate the defense at the gate." ”

Hordes of soldiers poured into the reclamation site, and groups of three began to clear the Orientals with their weapons in their hands, and the Maxim heavy machine gun was erected at the gate. Sun Minghui waved the red flag in his hand and waved the flag to order a halt to the shelling.

The soldiers of the company rushed to the reclamation point, and it was easy for the recruits to fight with the wind, and their morale was immediately mobilized. Song Zhipeng commanded the soldiers at the gate to clear the Orientals on three routes: left, right, and center.

The sound of M1911's pistol combo, the explosion of high-powered grenades, and the screams of Oriental women can be heard in the reclamation site. This operation did not succeed Sun Minghui's wishes, and 12 people lost their lives and more than 20 were injured to varying degrees in the street battle that attacked the reclamation site.

However, the harvest was also quite impressive, with three trucks and six Tianfen walk-behind tractors, a large number of agricultural materials and three warehouses of grain. A large number of rifles and bullets were found in the underground warehouse of the reclamation site, and Sun Minghui looked at the dozens of rows of Orientals who wanted to immediately execute them and bury their fallen comrades.

This is not to blame on the soldiers, no one would have thought that the half-grown children of the Oriental would attack their own fighters from behind with guns, and the civil war is not seen as a threat by children and women. The soldiers did not pay attention to these Oriental children, resulting in the death of 12 people and the wounding of more than 20 others, but in fact there were no casualties in the frontal battle.

Sun Minghui spoke to this group of Orientals: "Which of you is the head, stand up for me." ”

A middle-aged man in his forties, with a handful of human beard on his mouth, walked out of the crowd dressed and obedient.

"Do you have the humanity to make a kid raise a gun? You know it's your decision that will cost these kids their lives! You are cowardly behavior, and let children die when adults can't keep it. Sun Minghui roared.

The Oriental said in half-cooked Chinese: "There is no home anymore, and there is no need for anyone to live, including these children." ”

Sun Minghui felt that there was no need to talk to such a stubborn person, so he pulled out a pistol from his waist and shot him without saying a word. The person in front of him fell in front of him, and Sun Minghui did not have the slightest guilt of shooting the defenseless man.

Sun Minghui blew the muzzle of a smoking gun and said, "Choose someone who understands Chinese and can use it." ”

More than a thousand men and women were silent, and a man in his early thirties cautiously walked out of the procession. The man met the contemptuous eyes of many Oriental people and said, "Sir, I know Chinese, my name is Jiro Higashiyama." ”

Sun Minghui pointed to an Oriental man with hatred in his eyes and said, "Higashiyama Jiro, you tell them that if you don't stand up today, they will all be killed, and the person with the most resentful eyes will come out!" ”

Sun Minghui said loudly: "I'll let you die to understand, do you think we are the unjust party?" Innocent against you? Let me tell you, you have been deceived by the Japanese government, this is because the Republic of China has never promised to reclaim the land for you, and it is illegal for you to open up land and seize land on the territory of our country without permission, and I can execute all of you. ”

Sun Minghui's pistol was pressed against the Oriental man's chest and he said, "Remember that I am the master of this land." ”

Immediately the trigger was pulled, the gun rang out, more than a thousand Orientals lowered their heads, and the women began to cry.