The beauty of Yamato Park has been completely reduced to history, with cannonballs slashing and tearing down cherry trees, gunsmoke swallowing up sunlight, flames turning dirt into scorched earth, tanks crushing huā bushes, and crisscrossing trenches being blown up. , М / Mountains and tsunamis, the blue sky and the white sun flutter high.

The guild hall has been transformed, the whole building is full of holes, the roof has already flown into the sky, the walls on the third floor are almost invisible, and the second floor has several holes, and the soldiers set up machine guns between the broken walls and continue to shoot at the Chinese soldiers who are charging frantically.

And in the basement at their feet, Isamu Yokoyama and Miyamura were still sitting on the sofa in a daze, looking at the radio over and over again, and in the morning Okamura Ninji called and was negotiating with General Shina in the hope that they would hold on. Now this agreement has been their last straw.

The explosion sounded at the door, Isamu Yokoyama clenched his katana, Miyamura also clenched his katana, and Miura, the commander of the 69th Division, rushed in from outside the door, Miura's face was full of gunsmoke, and the bandages were still oozing blood.

"Your Excellency" Miura gasped and saluted Yokoyama: "It's no longer possible, the Shina army is about to rush to the door, if there is any decision, please decide as soon as possible." ”

After saying that, Miura walked away quickly without waiting for Isamu Yokoyama's answer. Isamu Yokoyama and Miyamura looked at each other, of course they knew what Miura meant, this was urging them to cut their stomachs as soon as possible.

Yokoyama Yong Chong Miyamura bowed slightly: "Miyamura-kun, thank you very much for your help, it's a pity that you didn't achieve good results, thank you." ”

Miyamura also gave the same salute: "The general's words are serious, the responsibility for defeat is not yours, in the military headquarters" We have made too many mistakes in this war" Speaking of this, he turned his head to look at the faint officials around him and the staff officers who had few left: "If any of you can go back alive, you can describe the 'true' situation of this war" and tell the future 'Day' himself. ”

"Hello!" "Please rest assured, sir," the staff officers replied one after another, "Boom! Another explosion sounded at the door, and Isamu Yokoyama muttered words that no one could understand, and the staff officers had no intention of listening, pricking up their ears to pay attention to the gunshots outside the building.

Yokoyama followed the procedure of the caesarean section, and first bowed in the direction of the eastern [sun] and asked for guilt: "Your Majesty the Emperor, the minister has a divine grace and can no longer serve His Majesty, please forgive Your Majesty!" ”

After the ceremony was over, he found a clean cloth sheet and spread it on the ground, and Yokoyama took off his upper military uniform, unbuttoned the dirty white shirt inside, and pulled out his shriveled stomach. Kneeling on the sheet, he carefully wiped the knife with a dirty towel.

Yokoyama Yong's expression was solemn, his movements were very slow and solemn, he carefully wiped the ribs, over and over again, and after confirming that they were clean, he put the ribs on the cloth sheet" and then said goodbye to the staff officers: "Gentlemen, you have fulfilled your responsibilities, and I am responsible for all the crimes, so I hope you will not cut your stomach, the country needs talents after the war" You have to take on the responsibility of re-establishing the Japanese army, please! ”

The staff officers, who were still complaining in their hearts, suddenly burst into tears, and the commander was still worried about them at this time, "This made them feel inexplicable in their hearts."

"Sir, we must uphold the faith of the samurai and be loyal to the empire and Your Majesty!"

"Please don't worry about it, the chief will go first, and the rank will follow!"

"No, no, don't" Yokoyama shook his head resolutely: "You are all talents cultivated by the empire, the defeat of the North China Battle, the defeat of the empire is inevitable, for the future of the empire, you should keep a useful body and work hard for the re-emergence of the empire, please!" ”

Isamu Yokoyama's attitude was very sincere, the staff officers knelt on the ground and cried, and a violent explosion sounded at the door, leading two corpses from outside the door, and the staff officers got up from the ground in panic, and just pulled out their pistols, and rushed in from outside the door several [Chinese] soldiers.

"Wait! Wait a minute! Isamu Yokoyama shouted, the staff officers hid behind the tables and chairs, and the Chinese soldiers were covered in gunsmoke and full of murderous aura, pointing their guns at Isamu Yokoyama.

"Shoot or kill!" "Shoot or kill!" "Shoot or kill!"

The crumbling Japanese, Yokoyama Yulenko only understood, he sat upright and didn't move, Harukawa hurriedly shouted: "Don't shoot!" Don't shoot! ”

The Chinese soldiers also saw the situation in the room clearly at this time, and before they could say anything, an officer rushed from outside, the officer was holding a Type 39 rifle in his hand, and his whole body was blackened and yellowed by gunsmoke, and the officer couldn't help but be overjoyed after seeing the situation in the room.

"Yo, it's all big guys! Sister Lie! ”

Qing Chuan didn't care about anything else, he stood up first, he couldn't see the rank on the officer's body clearly, so he could only say: "Please order your soldiers not to shoot, please give us a little time." ”

Qingchuan's Mandarin made the officer a little surprised, he glanced at Qingchuan, and snorted contemptuously: "There's no need, if you want to die, just shoot yourself in the head, disembowel, what did you do earlier."

Get up! ”

"Eight grids!" An officer rushed out angrily with a saber, but the officer did not move at all, and the soldier behind him pulled the trigger, and the officer fell to one side with a gunshot.

Isamu Yokoyama stood up, picked up his military uniform from the ground next to him and put it on, he didn't go to get the ribs on the sheet, and then calmly said to the officers: "Gentlemen, lay down your arms!" ”

The officers did not expect Yokoyama to give such an order at all, and looked at him stupidly, and Yokoyama repeated again: "Gentlemen, lay down your arms!" He looked at the officers solemnly: "The war is over, leave you useful and fight for the re-emergence of the empire!" Now, I command you to lay down your arms! ”

Miyamura sighed heavily and took the lead in placing the command knife on the table, and then the other officers also put their weapons on the table, and three soldiers stood up from the corner, and they also put their rifles on the table.

The official nodded with satisfaction, a smile appeared on his messy face, and he walked in front of Yokoyama Yong: "Report your name and rank!" ”

Yokoyama Yong was silent for a while, and finally spoke: "The Great Japanese Empire North China Dispatch ......, Lieutenant General Yokoyama Yong!" ”

As soon as Qingchuan's words fell, he felt that the officer's eyes were immediately full of murderous intent, and the guns of several soldiers were raised, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder" Qingchuan regretted it a little, his eyes secretly glanced at the pistol on the table, and he was thinking in his heart that it would take a few seconds to rush over and grab the gun.

"Zhang Jiujin, what are you rubbing?" With this shout, "A major came in from outside, followed by several soldiers, the major was also full of murderous intent from top to bottom, his face under the steel helmet was smeared with sweat and smoke, his left arm was still wrapped in bandages, and he carried a pistol in his hand.

The major came in and saw the situation in the room, ran down the stairs in a few steps, pushed the steel helmet upward, and looked Hengshan Yong up and down: "Yo, the official is not small, lieutenant general, major general, Dazuo, hey" are all *** officials, Zhang Jiujin, your kid has made a great contribution here." Tell me, what's it called? ”

"Report to the battalion commander, Isamu Yokoyama!" Zhang Jiujin reported loudly to the major, and the major couldn't help but be happy: "Okay!" Good! Nine catties: "Now you can give Lao Tzu a long face!" Attaboy! Attaboy! ”

All the officers were silent, several adjutants had humiliation in their eyes, and Yokoyama didn't know what to say, the major looked at Yokoyama's headquarters, and then turned to face Yokoyama: "Let's go!" ”

Isamu Yokoyama silently led the way out, Miyamura Harukawa followed behind him, Isamu Yokoyama had just walked up the stone steps, and a young man behind him slammed into the table and grabbed the katana, and jerked it up and stuck it into his stomach.

"Long live His Majesty the Emperor!"

The katana pierced his stomach, and a blade sticked out behind him, and several officers hula around him, "Two of them tried to grab their guns," and "Bang bang!" The bullets of the Chinese soldiers hit the table, and his brief movement was immediately stopped.

"Your sister's! Not convinced! If you are not convinced, you will fight again! You are willing to take prisoners and help you," Zhang Jiujin scolded with a gun.

The major sneered twice: "I want to die!" Easy. Well, the seppuku, the knife is there, come one by one, don't say one or two, even if it is the whole Tianjin, the whole "day" of the "day" himself is seppuku in front of Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu's eyes have to blink, Lao Tzu has your surname! ”

"Momfucker!" It was a soldier from the Northeast who spoke: "What nonsense! If you want to die, hurry up, if you don't want to die, let Lao Tzu go! ”

"Bastard! Bastard! "One of them grabbed his katana and prepared to cut his stomach.

Yokoyama shouted violently: "Shirt Tanakasa! ”

Seida's knife stopped in front of his stomach, Yokoyama Isamu walked up to him and stretched out his hand, the muscles on Seida's face trembled, and the hands holding the knife were also trembling, Yokoyama Isamu looked at him sternly, but Seida said that he refused.

"Gentlemen, we are all soldiers, and we will analyze the prospects of this war with the knowledge you have learned in the military academy." Isamu Yokoyama glanced at the officers, who bowed their heads under his gaze.

Isamu Yokoyama continued: "The Japanese suffered great losses in this war, and if all the soldiers apologized, millions of soldiers across the country would die, and only eleven or twelve-year-old dolls and fifty or sixty-year-old people would be left in the day, and who would rebuild the Japanese in the future?" Rebuilding the Japanese Army? ”

"Bring it!" Isamu Yokoyama stretched out his hand again, Yuta's hands slowly drooped down, and the sword fell to the ground with a bang, Isamu Yokoyama sighed: "I know that you are unwilling, but as an imperial samurai, you must not only dare to sacrifice and sacrifice, but also have the courage to endure humiliation, endure today's humiliation for the sake of revenge in the future!" ”

Yokoyama Yong gritted his teeth and said, the major and Zhang Jiujin couldn't understand the words of the day, but they could hear the ill intentions from Yokoyama Yong's tone, and the major sneered twice: "Yokoyama Yong, 1 obscure year, you haven't been able to destroy my China, and it will be even more impossible in the future, you remember, you are not afraid of death, we are not afraid of death, seven years, how many Chinese people have you killed, but my China has succumbed?" Scared? ”

"Mother, battalion commander, what nonsense are you talking to him, you can spit it out." The soldier from the Northeast was a little impatient, and his eyes flashed with hatred.

Isamu Yokoyama turned to look at the major, he was not afraid at all, and the major also stared at him calmly, his eyes were spewing fire, and he didn't say anything, the two of them stared quietly like this, their eyes colliding in the air.

"Mom, what are you rubbing! Walk! The Northeast soldier shouted angrily.

Yokoyama didn't say anything anymore, and led the way out, Miyamura and Harukawa followed him, and walked out of the basement in silence.

Coming to the ground, the gunfire around the guild hall had subsided, and the captives were being escorted out from all corners, and Yokoyama looked at it, mainly the members of the township army, but also some soldiers and officers in military uniforms.

In all directions, the soldiers of the Chinese country were cheering, a blue sky and white sun flag was planted on the ruins of the public hall, and the citizens of Tianjin rushed to the street without any scruples, and the joy covered the whole Tianjin. @。

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