In the afternoon, a military horn suddenly sounded in the camp of the 1st Haiphong Battalion in the northeast corner of Tokyo's Higashi-gu District, followed by a series of sharp military posts and the rapid footsteps of soldiers.

About two teams of officers and men of the coastal defense battalion wore light spring military uniforms and canvas raincoats, and some of them did not even button all the buttons of their raincoats, so they rushed out of the dormitories one after another with helmets and rifles, and then quickly assembled and stood in line in the playground in a light rain that was not heavy. In the course of the whole team, except for the sound of footsteps and the slight clash of guns, not a single soldier made a sound, and one by one stood upright with their guns on their backs, letting the sea breeze blow and drizzle on their faces.

He Yang, who had already attained the rank of sergeant, stood at the top of the queue, and after the Battle of Soldton, he was transferred out of the Soldton Basin and came to Tokyo. The days here are much more stable than the barren Salton, whether it is eating, drinking, playing, or even resting and sleeping conditions, it is a heaven and an underground with Salton, He Yang, who has just come to the coastal defense camp, is very happy, he has been promoted, and he has arrived in a good place.

But after a long time, He Yang felt that it was too unfulfilling and boring. He actually missed his days in the Salton Basin.

But now he is the captain of the third team of the first battalion of Tokyo Haiphong, although He Yang feels that life in Tokyo is boring, he knows that in order to transfer himself from the dangerous Salton, he has spent a lot of favor on his father. He didn't want to trouble his dad again because he was bored, it was easy for the officers in the rear to go to the front, the headquarters of the expeditionary force was brewing a counterattack, the troops were the second batch of troops who came to North America last year and the Janissaries of that regiment, the battle began in Manzanillo, and the combat target was Mexico City.

The combat qualities of those dispatch troops did not convince the headquarters completely, and they needed a large number of middle- and lower-level officers to be inserted to enhance their combat qualities, and they could be transferred in as soon as they made a report. But He Yang misses life in the Salton Basin, but in his mind, he hopes that his safety and security can become higher, and he himself does not have the courage to return to the dangerous front line to fight now.

Looking sideways at his team, in the distance, several battalion officers were also running over, and the one in the middle was the battalion officer.

He Yang looked down at the sky and made an emergency assembly when the wind and rain were shaking, which made him feel a little uneasy.

Is there an enemy outside the harbor?

He Yang had an idea in his mind that even he thought was ridiculous, how could it be. As the main naval base of the Expeditionary Force's naval division, there are no people or forces on the west coast of the Americas who can pose a slight threat here. But if not, and for what?

Time did not give him time to continue his cranky thoughts, and as the battalion officer's command sounded:

"Stand upright!"

"Take a break."

"Look to the right."

"Look ahead!"

"Count."

……

"Turn right."

"Running forward—"

After a series of hurried assembly orders, the troops set off at once.

The shoes were on the somewhat slippery ground, and two teams of coastal guards ran towards the pier.

Their tasks have been clearly communicated by their superiors. Five slave carriers from the port of Manzanillo were hit by a storm on their way to Tokyo, and two slave carriers were badly damaged, slowing down the return of the entire fleet and delaying the entire fleet's journey for four days. Manzanillo is more than 4,000 miles away from Tokyo, and there are currents to get from Tokyo to Manzanillo, but the only way to get from Manzanillo to Tokyo is the speed of the wind. The voyage of the fleet would have taken ten to fifteen days, and with the addition of ten days, the fleet had seventeen days at sea.

Seventeen days did not allow the more than 1,700 Spanish prisoners of war and their families on board to break out of the epidemic in a serious way, but a small number of Spanish prisoners of war broke out in a riot at the moment of the storm!

The latter, of course, was severely suppressed, resulting in more than 30 deaths and injuries during that period. The fleet was in the vast sea, and the guards in charge of the survey could not settle accounts with the Spaniards immediately, but when the ships arrived at the port of Tokyo, they had to settle accounts after autumn and clean up the moths.

"Now that the fleet is about to dock, your task is to quickly go to the docks to maintain order, assist the hospital and police in separating prisoners of war and patients, and arrest some of the diehards who had previously incited disturbances on board. If anyone dares to cause chaos or stubborn resistance on the docks, I will allow you to be shot on the spot! ”

The battalion officer's words still clearly echoed in He Yang's ears.

About an hour later, five somewhat damaged sailboats docked silently on the pier, cheers from the crew and escorts, and it was not long before a group of ragged Spanish prisoners of war stepped off the ship, carrying the wounded, the sick, or holding each other.

"No, you can't treat me like that, I'm a Spanish officer, I'm a Spanish nobleman!" A Spaniard in his mid-thirties roared angrily. But the whole person was always held to death by two coastal guards.

"Smack!" A boot kicked him hard in the crook of his leg from behind, and the Spaniard fell to his knees in surprise. The person behind him didn't intend to let him go, but he saw a big yellow hand grabbing the Spaniard's hair, making his whole head rise upward, and the Spaniard, who was aiming at the sky, saw He Yang's cold face and a saber in his hand.

On the dock, in front of everyone, in the pleading of the Spaniards screaming like killing pigs, He Yang slowly wiped the throat of the Spaniard with a knife, and the blood immediately stained the ground red.

The light rain continued to drip, and before the blood could merge into a stream of red water under the dead Spaniard, the Spaniard's body was carried by two coast guards and thrown to a nearby car.

It was a flatbed wagon, and it was used to pull corpses at the docks, and now there was finally the first corpse. Then the second, the third, the fourth, the fifth, and the sixteenth. Sixteen Spaniard corpses piled up a hill on the wagon, and blood dripped down the gaps in the carriage.

"Rack!"

As if he didn't know that he was pulling a pile of corpses, but a cart of dirt, an old coachman in his forties waved his whip briskly and threw it in the air, driving the carriage to the dock area.

There are specially dug pits there.

The coastal defense soldiers are the second-line troops in North America, some of them are still recruits who have never seen blood, He Yang personally killed the first Spanish prisoner of war, and the next three truckloads of corpses were all killed by the recruits in the queue. Stabbed with a bayonet, without lead bullet, a single knife can kill a person.

Although these recruits had no experience, their training camp life taught them that bayonet stabbing is the most fatal.

This knife is a liberation and a sublimation of the realm.

Although in the face of the pleading of the Spaniards and the cries of the women of their families on the side, some soldiers were really a little hesitant to start. This is killing prisoners of war who have no backhand, not playing white-knuckle warfare on the battlefield. But He Yang stood beside him expressionlessly, and his cold gaze made the recruits and rookies dare not start.

Two teams of coastal guards, together with the police in the port area, cleaned the entire POW army of moths without pressure, and 50 people were put to death. The remaining Spanish prisoners of war and their families were silent.

When the purge was over, the Spanish men, women, and children trembled and carefully crossed the path drawn by the soldiers' lines. Boarding an iron-clad wooden carriage specially designed to pull prisoners of war and slaves, a group of people were pulled into the quarantine area.

The outbreak of the disease among these Spaniards, although not very serious, did not immediately put them into labor.

He Yang looked at the bustling Tokyo dock behind him, and kicked a small pebble on the side of the road in distress.

Does he want to report to the front?

Just as he was slitting the Spaniard's throat with a knife, a thrill suddenly rose in his heart that was difficult to describe in words. There was a voice in his head that echoed loudly: war, war! He thirsted for blood!

As far as He Yang knew, after coming to North America, the second group of troops and the Janissaries of that regiment were distributed in Tokyo and Hanjin, and they were about to be transported by ship to Manzanillo, and they had been prepared for the Spanish cavalry troops to harass Tokyo and Hanjin. The hateful Spanish cavalry was introduced into the trap during the first harassment of Tokyo, knocking out nearly half of their forces. But the Spanish cavalry recovered quickly, and after a month it made a comeback. To a certain extent, it restrained the North American Dispatch Army and the Praetorian Guard reinforcements of that regiment.

Of course, this is also the reason why the Spaniards' frontal battlefield attack was frustrated and the pressure on the expeditionary force was reduced.

The chain panic caused by the defeat in the battle of the estuary has passed, and the expeditionary force has passed its most difficult moment.

Now, as the fire in the backyard of the Spaniards intensified, the army was finally transferred back by the Spaniards to suppress the area, and when it came to dealing with the Indian forces, a cavalry battalion could do more than two or three thousand infantry. As a result, Chen Han's side can also release the troops who came to North America last year, but have never been on the frontal battlefield, to 'carry out activities'.

Their strength was about 10,000 men, and together with the marines of Manzanillo and the Indian forces under their control, the total strength would be 20,000.

It's a formidable army.

The target of this army was Mexico City.

As long as they take Mexico City, completely destroy the Spanish rule in the elite region of Mexico, and cut off the supply lines of the Spanish colonial army on the northern front, their sixty or seventy thousand people in the north will become inadequate.

It is likely that the war, which has been going on for a year, will end in the summer and autumn today, and a formal armistice may be reached a year ago. He Yang didn't have much time. He had to make up his mind as soon as possible.

……

While the battle on the west coastline of North America was still ongoing, China's development of the South Seas had entered a new phase.

In the quarantine area not far from the city of Surabaya, boilers in several disinfection rooms are still burning, and twenty cauldrons are boiling in the camp's cafeteria a hodgepodge of salted rice porridge, in addition to rice, there are also sea fish, kelp, tofu and carrots, pineapples, apples, spinach, which is a hodgepodge in the eyes of many Chinese who have become better.

But for the group of Japanese immigrants in front of them, the fragrant smell of rice porridge that has wafted out of the cauldron makes the Japanese immigrants who have just taken an unforgettable sulfur hot bath secretly swallow their saliva.

"It's all through the passage, no noise, no crowding!"

"Everybody comes and gets the bowl in order."

"You can add it once after eating."

"But pay attention to order and don't cut in line."

"The food must be eaten, no leftovers, no waste."

"If you do not do it, you will be punished heavily."

Several Japanese who had already obtained the yellow book were shouting loudly in Japanese, led by a Japanese Chinese who had already obtained the red book.

The rules in the quarantine area are strict, it is strictly forbidden to defecate anywhere, it is strictly forbidden to go out of the place of residence at will, it is strictly forbidden to fight any fights, it is forbidden to fight and attack others, take water and wash it regularly every day, eat regularly, sleep regularly, and even make a report first when you go to the thatched house to and pee. And it is forbidden to eat in the cafeteria.

This is really stricter than the requirements of some feudal clans in Japan.

Armed with a tin thorn, several Japanese administrators repeatedly shouted the same ordinances in their native language to the crowd of people who were attracted by the food.

In such a process, there must be a month, a month of non-stop indoctrination of these Japanese immigrants, and at the same time, Chinese language classes are organized, based on academic performance points, giving certain benefits and preferential treatments, stimulating Japanese immigrants to learn Chinese. After a month, the Japanese immigrants were assigned to the villages in various places, and the rules they learned from the quarantine area became dead rules.

The small number of ethnic groups and the Chinese language in the guidance also make it easy for them to take the initiative to get closer to the local main ethnic group.

Japanese immigrants are very easy to recruit, and these people are very easy to be co-opted.

The life they had had in Japan before was too hard.

On the ship that came to Nanyang, in order to make them safe, each person had a piece of military dry food a day, and when they arrived in the quarantine area, there was a fragrant salty porridge.

The kind of rice that is stewed with sea fish, salted meat, tofu and fruits and vegetables with rice porridge is called salty porridge or vegetable porridge by the Chinese. But the Japanese call it porridge.

It's really pitiful. This meal may be remembered for a lifetime.

When entering the isolation area, you should take a sulfur bath every three days, that is, the sulfur is directly mixed with hot water, and the concentration is lowered, which can play a role in sterilization, disinfection, insecticide and itching. It also acts on scabies, eczema and itchy skin.

Although this sulfur water is harmful to the body, sulfur is a toxic substance that is used for bathing, and being absorbed by the skin will dry the skin, which is not good for health. But compared to the huge base of the entire immigration program, the use of sulfur water to kill viruses can be said to be the simplest, easiest and cheapest means to inhibit the growth of parasites in this era.

When they left the quarantine area and arrived at the migrant village, their first meal was fragrant rice, fluffy and delicate white flour steamed buns, seafish roasted on the outside and tender on the inside, oily fatty slices, seafood and vegetable soup with umami flavor, potatoes, sweet potatoes, and golden corn on the cob. Eat whatever you want.

It is definitely possible to make those poor Japanese people who are hungry and full in Japan and have crossed the ocean to this strange place, forget all the good things about Japan, and are red-eyed, and are grateful to the migrant villages and China that have freed them from the sea of suffering.

The people live on food.

In this era, the poor of any nation should not expect them to have a lofty patriotic heart for their homeland.

Nothing compares to white rice + fatty slices.