Just as Qing Shui Pulse was meditating, he suddenly heard a commotion in the front yard of the headquarters of the "Mongolian Army", and then saw several officers hurriedly running to the front yard. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Shimizu Pulse vaguely heard someone running and saying, "I heard that Lieutenant Tsunoda is going to seppuku!" ”

Someone else said: "Seppuku? What does he do with seppuku? Didn't he just flee from the Comintern? ”

"Let's go, let's see ......"

Shimizu Pulse realized that the officers were there to see the excitement, and he vaguely remembered that he had heard the sentry talk about Lieutenant Tsunoda from the gatehouse of the Mirror Gate in the north of the castle - he had "disappeared" during a recent raid to the countryside, and he had returned alive when the headquarters announced that he had been killed.

What surprised him was: "Could it be that the North China Front, like the Kwantung Army, would force the captured officers and soldiers to cut themselves off?" In Shimizu's concept, the commander of the North China Front, General Matsushima, and the chief of staff, Lieutenant General Nakano, were two very humane leaders, and the North China Front under their rule was supposed to be more humane than the "barbaric" Kwantung Army.

He couldn't believe it was true, so he decided to take a look.

"Seeing is believing, maybe something out of the ordinary will happen?" Qing Shui Pulse muttered.

The front yard of the headquarters of the Mongolian army was already surrounded by many people at this time. The onlookers stood in a large circle, so Qing Shui Pulse saw a young man wearing only a white shirt and yellow tweed trousers kneeling on the ground of the blue stone facing east, holding a standard captain's saber in both hands.

"Then it's true!" Shimizu Pulse said to himself. Suspicious, he circled around the crowd for half a circle and came to the front of the suicide. The rising morning sun was rising from behind the clear water, leaving his long shadow on the bluestone floor, and also illuminating the haggard face of the bearded suicide with stubble.

Is this still the Lieutenant Tsunoda that Shimizu Pulse saw on the gatehouse of the North Mirror Gate in the north of the castle the day before yesterday? Where was the smile he was excited about when he returned to Zhangjiakou? Why did he choose to end his life after a short day?

Yes, this person was indeed the same Lieutenant Tsunoda that Shimizu Pulse had seen from the gatehouse of the Great Mirror Gate the day before yesterday, but his empty eyes told Shimizu Pulse that this person had lost any hope that he would be able to survive. He only stared straight at the standard lieutenant saber and blade in his hand against him.

"His heart is dead!" Qing Shui Pulse said to himself, "How did he become disillusioned in just one day? ”

He had seen this kind of scene several times when he was in the Kwantung Army, and when he first saw it, he felt sorry for the suicide, but then he became accustomed to it. He knew that with his current position and influence, there was nothing he could do to prevent the tragedy from happening. Of course, he also hoped that some kind of miracle would happen, and someone would come out to stop Tsunoda seppuku, but he knew that it was almost impossible for this to happen, the Japanese regarded the samurai who committed suicide as heroes, and no one would prevent a samurai from becoming a hero - he would not be able to do so, and he would not dare to risk the condemnation of the world.

Beside Tsunoda stood another lieutenant, carrying a glittering captain's saber - the "seppuku assistant" tasked with cutting off Tsunoda's head after his suicide so that he would not be in too much pain.

Tsunoda was still there, his hands trembling slightly, and Shimizu knew that it wasn't because of the cold—it took a lot of courage to end his life. But some people in the crowd of onlookers were already starting to be dissatisfied: "Hurry up and do it, Tsunoda, don't twist and pinch like a woman!" Someone shouted from the side.

"Isn't this a falling stone?" Qing Shui Pulse thought dissatisfiedly, "Why are the people stationed in the Mongolian Army as unsympathetic as the people of the Kwantung Army?" ”

Lieutenant Tsunoda raised his head and glanced helplessly at the lieutenant beside him and said, "Takagi-san, please take care of my parents, and ...... My child I've never met...... Tell him that his father died on the battlefield......"

Lieutenant Takagi nodded and said, "I will, you can rest assured on the road!" ”

The corners of Tsunoda's mouth twitched, as if he wanted to say something, but the crowd of onlookers had already begun to heckle, and they shouted, "Tsunoda, you are so good to die!" Don't grind any further! The cry was strikingly unanimous.

Tsunoda let out a long sigh and took one last look at this colorful world, and what Shimizu read in his gaze was clearly nostalgia and reluctance.

"If one day I had to cut my stomach, who would I think of at the last moment of my life?" This strange thought suddenly flashed through Shimizu's mind, "It should be my dear Matsushima Raiko." His eyes flashed Matsushima Laiko's delicate face and gentle eyes, "No, how could I be forced to seppuku?" Don't be cranky...... "But it's human nature to put yourself in the shoes of others when they're in trouble, and it's hard to imagine it."

Shimizu suddenly realized that Lieutenant Tsunoda might be the same as him at this time, and what appeared in front of him was also his wife, who was waiting at home far away, and ...... The child in his wife's arms that he had never met.

His heart was sour.

Tsunoda trembled and picked up the captain's standard saber, the blade aimed at his lower abdomen, I saw that his eyes were closed as if he had made up his mind to leave this world, and as soon as his arms were forced, he inserted the saber into his lower abdomen, and then pulled it, and immediately gave himself a big disembowelment. He screamed weakly: "Ah......hh

Lieutenant Takagi is an expert at "seppuku assistants", and he waited unhurriedly for Tsunoda's body to begin to fall down before dodging aside, and at the same time waved the long knife in his hand, only to see a flash of cold light, Kakuda's head rolled to the ground, and a warm blood spurted out of the distance, staining a large area of the ground red. Because he had moved out of the way where Tsunoda had fallen, Takagi did not have a drop of blood splashed on his body. He pulled out a handkerchief and began to carefully wipe the blood from the blade.

Qing Shui Pulse sighed secretly: "Another unjust soul who died at the hands of his own people, a poor worm who has never even seen his own newborn child. ”

Looking at the headless corpses on the ground, the rolling heads and the blood stains everywhere, Qing Shui Pulse's heart suddenly flooded with sadness, and his nose was actually a little sour, he didn't turn around, and left this bloody place without looking back.

Back in his dormitory, Qing Shui Pulse closed the door like a thief, waved his fist at his marching bed and said loudly: "Don't worry, Lailaizi, I must come back alive to see you...... And our little ones! ”