Fukuda and Nakamura were soldiers of the same year, and both were from Nara Prefecture, but the Fukuda family lived in the city, and the Nakamura family had been farmers for generations.

Futian's family runs a grocery store, not to say how rich, but the quality of life is quite guaranteed, and the family usually sends some cash, otherwise with the military salary of a senior soldier of ten yuan a month, after deducting the food expenses, it will only be enough to buy some candy and cigarettes.

Nakamura's family situation is a little worse, finally planting his own land, there is no problem to eat after a year's work, but to ask the family to come up with spare money to support him, this is obviously a little unlikely, there are two younger brothers and four younger sisters to support the family, this year the farmer's life is very difficult.

Japan is a country lacking arable land, in the early days the land was concentrated in the hands of local feudal lords, after the Meiji Restoration, it became a new chaebol, most of the Japanese peasants did not have their own land, they could only be exploited by landlords and capitalists, they did not have their own sales channels, if they wanted to get cash, they could only sell the surplus products from the rent to those agricultural merchants, and the price could only be determined by the other party.

Many farmers work for a year with their families, but in the end they can't afford to eat the rice they grow with their own hands, and can only rely on sweet potatoes and wild vegetables to survive.

As a result, when these colonial settlers came to Manchuria, they found that it was a barbaric land at all, and they wanted to reclaim fertile land that could be planted, which was not something that could be done in a year or two under the conditions of agricultural technology at that time.

As a result, many Japanese hit the idea of the ripe land cultivated by the Chinese people, and during this period, they inevitably used various means, including force, of course.

It is a great irony that these peasants, who were honestly oppressed and exploited in Japan, committed even more cruel crimes on the soil of other countries.

Serving as a soldier was seen as a way out by the peasants, and if they became officers, it would be considered a big turnaround, and the peasants knew how to obey better than the city dwellers, so the Japanese army recruited a large number of peasant children.

After these poor young people joined the army, they witnessed the luxurious and privileged life of the rich people in the city, while their parents in their hometown had to negotiate selling their daughters to brothels as servants in order to support the whole family.

This social injustice caused serious discontent among the soldiers, and was eventually exploited by the young officers of the Imperial Sect, who incited the angry soldiers and launched the famous 226 Mutiny.

After the mutiny was suppressed, the gap between the rich and the poor did not change much between the Japanese classes, but the Japanese Army's ideological control within the army became more and more strict, and this situation was gradually alleviated until the outbreak of a full-scale war of aggression against China.

Because Nakamura has been farming all year round, his body is very strong, and he is relatively simple, so Fukuda often takes him with him when he goes out to camp and go shopping and leisure, and he will share with Nakamura what benefits he has on weekdays.

Nakamura regarded Fukuda as his best friend in his life, and once again there was a veteran in the other squad who wanted to bully Fukuda, Nakamura rushed up without saying a word and went straight to work, one person almost overturned an infantry squad of the other party, and finally because of his courage and courage to fight, Nakamura not only did not receive much punishment, but was praised by the squadron leader in person.

Since then, Fukuda and Nakamura have been more inseparable, and in addition to training and duty, they eat and sleep together every day.

"Hey, Jian'er, it's over there, why hasn't anyone come to take over yet." Nakamura sat against the sack-covered wall of the checkpoint, fiddling with the Type 35 naval rifles carried by the Marines.

"It seems that there is a ceasefire, and the troops are lining up, so it should have been won." Fukuda put up a pergola and looked at the Bund not far away, the fighting had stopped, many people were gathering and lining up under the command of the officers, and some were turning around in the firefight, apparently cleaning the battlefield.

In any case, a battle achievement is safely obtained, and there is no need to brave the rain of bullets and bullets by himself, and Futian has nothing to dissatisfaction with.

"Hey, Kenji."

"What?"

"When do you think this guy will be released?" Nakamura stretched out his leg and kicked the Marines who were tied into rice dumplings with backpack straps on the side, the standard four-horse hooves tie method, and in order to prevent the scream, he also stuffed a ball of gun cloth in his mouth.

"How would I know, wait for the order from above." Fukuda didn't look back, and continued to look into the distance.

"Hey, Kenji."

"What else?"

"There's a car over there." Nakamura stood up, leaned his naval rifle to the side, and picked up his own three-eight cover.

"What?" Fukuda hurriedly turned around, only to see a high-end car slowly driving onto the Waibaidu Bridge.

The sedan was followed by a large convoy, and what made Foton nervous was that the front radiator of the truck was inlaid with an iron anchor badge representing the navy.

"Parking! No traffic here! Fukuda blocked the middle of the road with his rifle in his hand, and he flashed his palm towards the car.

"Leave him alone, rush over!" Tanimoto, who was in the back seat of the car, gave orders to the driver with a cold face.

"Huh!" The Navy driver did not hesitate to step on the accelerator.

"Wait... Hey..."Finding that the sedan had no intention of stopping, Nakamura hurriedly rushed over to pull away Fukuda.

Instead of slowing down and stopping, the other party stepped on the accelerator, Fukuda never dreamed that he would encounter such a thing, and for a while, the army private completely forgot to dodge.

Foton slammed into the fender on the left side of the car, then rolled over the fender, hit his head on the heat pipe next to the engine cover, and finally fell on the road. Because of laziness, Fukuda did not wear a steel helmet on his head, and the head of this senior soldier was immediately hit hard, and the blood that flowed out quickly stained the asphalt road.

"Downhill!" Nakamura was stunned by the scene in front of him, and by the time he could react, his best friend had fallen to the ground in a pool of blood.

The Nara farmer's mind was stunned at the time, and without saying a word, he picked up the 38 rifle in his hand and shot it at the car that was rushing off the bridge.

"The Army has shot at His Excellency the Commander!" Captain Akiyama, who was sitting in the second car, pulled out the pistol on his waist, leaned out the window, and began to shoot continuously at Nakamura, who was loading the bolt.

At this time, Nakamura, who was full of thoughts about avenging his friend, was defenseless, and was shot in the chest by Akiyama Daisa, and the farmer's son, who was about to be promoted to corporal next month, shook his body and wanted to persevere, but finally collapsed to the ground with reluctance.

The following truck roared past the two army soldiers, and the Navy soldiers in the car looked at the two corpses on the side of the road with an indifferent expression, as if these two men were not their own compatriots at all.

Only one truck at the back of the line stopped, but instead of coming to rein in Futian and the others, the soldiers on the truck took over the Waibaidu Bridge checkpoint and set up an improvised roadblock with the truck.

"That's the best evidence, and I see how the Army explains this to me." Tanimoto glanced back at the bullet hole in the back window of the car, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, which almost hit the vice admiral's head.

"Commander, it seems that there is a truce." The driver reported to the chief. He noticed that the Army was lining up on the side of the road ahead, and there was no exchange of fire in his ears.

On the contrary, it was the gunfire at the checkpoint just now that attracted the attention of those army soldiers, and many people began to look at this side.

An officer at the front of the queue apparently saw the approaching naval convoy, and he walked towards the convoy with a saber at his waist, followed by a squad of Army soldiers with weapons in hand.

PS: The first chapter is presented, and the second chapter is coded after dinner, which is updated around ten o'clock in the evening.