In October, the Japanese archipelago had a cold autumn rain, and the cool autumn rain hit the people's bodies, which only made this early autumn more gloomy and cold, and on the cold streets, the tall Lu soldiers walked by in a group, their faces that fell with the autumn rain were full of show of martial arts, and when they looked at the Japanese on the side of the road, there was a contempt in their eyes, and in the face of the eyes cast by the Lu people, few Japanese dared to meet them, and only some brave pedestrians would lean against the wall and silently look at these Lu Guo soldiers -- today, Lu Guo, The army took Omiya City without firing a single shot. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The reason why it didn't cost a single shot was that there were no troops to defend it at all, it was just an abandoned city, and the Japanese people here were just abandoned people, just like the city. In the face of the invaders, these people who came to greet the invaders on the orders of the mayor were all faced with mixed feelings.

Harada Ichiro and Kawagoe looked out silently from inside the store, they saw passers-by leaning against the wall all bowing silently, although they bent their backs to the invaders, but there were tears in their eyes, compared to these compatriots who were grieving because of enslavement and the failure of the country, what made people angry was that there were some shameless Japanese, who actually held the tricolor flag of Luguo, and even welcomed the invaders in Luguo's Chinese, it seemed that for them, this moment, It's the day they've been looking forward to for a long time, yes, isn't this the opportunity they've been waiting for a long time to break away from Asia and join Europe.

Compared with the complicated mood of the Japanese, the reaction of the Lu soldiers was simpler, those who had been murderous on the battlefield. At this time, they were all proudly carrying guns. Gazing at the city with greedy eyes, the city was ready to "welcome" the soldiers of the country. Hundreds of Lucia's tricolor flags were planted on the buildings on both sides of the main street, and many Japanese forgot the pain of the invasion and happily waved the national flag to welcome the Lucian and the military......

"Hey, is Japan really going to perish?"

The so-called welcome party ended with the end of the ceremony of entering the city, and after that, looking at the tricolor flag hanging in the street, Harada Ichiro couldn't help but sigh, and when that sigh was issued. He couldn't help but clench his fists, and his eyes showed even more resentment.

"Japan will not perish!"

Kawagoe glanced out the door, but his gaze seemed very determined, as if this sentence was cheering him on.

"The empire may fall, and even the emperor may surrender, but, Harada, are you willing to be a slave to the people of the country?"

Would you like to be a slave to the Luguo?

For almost every Japanese person, this seems to be a problem that requires serious consideration. Although for some Japanese, the occupation of Lu means that Japan has finally achieved its goal of "breaking away from Asia and joining Europe". Although Japan will be "part of Europe" as part of Lucia, they still think it is worth celebrating, because they can proudly tell outsiders that "I am a national of Lucia, the world's largest country".

But this is only a handful of people. For the vast majority of Japanese people, the pain of losing their country has never been experienced before, and this pain is even greater than any other.

I need a gun!

Yamaguchihara didn't know why he was so eager for a gun, and he still can't forget that day, on the way home, when a woman cries in the alley, watching the naked soldiers chasing the woman, he recognized the woman whose kimono was torn and Mrs. Hayada next door.

Then it was like a strange dream, for the thirteen-year-old Yamaguchi, he seemed to know what was going on, but what he felt was anger, an anger that he had never felt before, and since then he longed to have a gun, and even quietly gestured behind them with his finger whenever he saw Lu Guobing walk by.

If I had a gun......

Sure to kill them!

Kill all those who are exposed!

But where are there guns?

His father was a policeman, but he only had a knife, and now there is only one kind of person who has a gun, and that is the Lu Guoren. But Lu Guobing would never give the gun to the Japanese, even if it was a Murata rifle that they captured on the battlefield and would not use at all, they would also carefully put it in the warehouse to guard it in case it fell into the hands of the Japanese.

In this case, if you want to get a gun, there are only two possibilities left, the first is to kill a Lu Guobing and snatch his weapon, which is obviously very risky; Another is to steal weapons from Lu Guobing, which is also very risky compared to the former, after all, most of the time, Lu Guobing will carry his weapons on his back, except when sleeping. But even then, it's more likely than the former.

How can you steal the guns of the Lu people? After all, Lu Guobing only sleeps in the barracks.

Now that Yamaguchi had climbed over the threshold, his bare feet and his head over the curtain, he could already smell the somewhat pungent stench peculiar to the soldiers of the Lu country, and the smell of a woman that made the young man curious. He could see the shadows of the furniture in the room, and the most curious thing was the Western-style bathtub with legs, which was specially prepared for entertaining the people of Luguo, and there was no such thing here in the past.

Because the refusal was not far away, Yamaguchihara could even hear the sound coming from the other side of the bath, it was the voice of two people, the presumptuous voice of the Lu people and the voice of the woman's pain.

However, all this did not attract Yamaguchihara's attention, and in his opinion, these hateful ** were just a group of "merchant girls" who did not know how to be polite and honest, as described in the Chinese poems he had studied, but he also needed to thank these "merchant girls", because of them, he had the opportunity to steal weapons from Lu Guobing's body, which was one of the few places where they took their weapons outside the barracks.

Now crawling slowly, Yamaguchihara stared at the chair by the bathtub, on which in addition to the white military uniform of the Lukuni had a leather belt with a holster, including a pistol.

It's only a few steps away. But it took a while for Yamaguchihara to climb to the edge of the chair. Finally touched the belt. Not imagining, but actually touching the belt, which was clasped with a bullet, and the brass bullet casings looked like gold. Suddenly, at this moment, the belt slipped off the back of the chair, and Yamaguchihara was taken aback, and it was unbelievable. When the belt and the heavy holster fell to the ground, there was no sound.

"Whew!"

Taking a deep breath, Yamaguchihara felt the weight of the gun with his hand, and even though it was only a pistol, it was still heavy.

Now hurry up and wrap the belt in the holster and hide it in your clothes, so that you can't trip your legs and arms. Then he crawled back the way he came, slowly, slowly, and not so that no one could find out, otherwise there would be terrible consequences - he had seen the Lu soldiers hang themselves on the street - trying to resist the Lu people's compatriots. was hanged on the street by Lu Guobing at will.

Even if you go out, you can't go back to your room and hide your pistol in your room. Maybe after a while, that Lu Guoren should get up and look for a gun, and finally make everything upside down, and even search for suspicious objects nearby, will he search his own home? So it's also unsafe in the room.

Walking out of that dark alley on the back wall of the brothel, Yamaguchi turned out to be out into the street. The stolen pistol did not make him feel unsettled, the pistol was hidden in his clothes, like anything else, and even made one forget that there was a gun. He didn't like this indifference, preferring to be scared and remind him of the fact that he was hiding a gun. A real pistol.

A real pistol!

A pistol that can kill people!

Yamaguchi used this to motivate himself. A person with a real gun can do anything, just like an adult. He will be able to kill those damned Lukuni, and perhaps one day in the future, everyone will worship him, and everyone will know that he once stood up heroically and defended Japan like the Kamakura man.

At night, Yamaguchi turned out to be the elementary school where he was staying, which was the safest place he felt - even the Ruguo people who did all the evil things did not occupy or close the school, but although the school was still in session, there were many fewer students. In the corner of the school's playground was a small cabin, where brooms and other tools were kept, very shabby and perfect for hiding things, and almost no one would ever go there on their own initiative, where Yamaguchi could play with the pistol to his heart's content.

The moonlight shone obliquely into the wooden house, and by the moonlight, Yamaguchi unfolded the belt full of bullets, carefully opened the holster like opening a treasure, and then nervously drew his pistol: the gun was indeed very large, and the muzzle of the black hole looked intimidating, and even just by looking at it, Yamaguchi felt his scalp tingle!

After the initial visit, Yamaguchihara fiddled with it like a toy, and finally, he held the gun, careful not to let his fingers move the trigger, and held the handle tightly. Only in this way can you hold the gun well and aim at the target you want to hit.

Yamaguchihara first aimed at the wooden door, then at a broom, imagining that the broom was a Lu Kuni, and then he threw his head back and whispered fiercely.

"Kill you damn Western ghost animal!"

Later, I found an old bench and aimed at it again. But it all seems a little boring.

"Or ......"

Suddenly, a strange thought popped into Yamaguchihara's mind, and finally he couldn't resist the temptation anymore and aimed the gun at his temple: it was a vertiginous move! The gun leaned forward, touched the skin, and felt the coldness of the barrel. Now you can put your finger on the trigger...... Yes, you can also put the barrel in your mouth and feel what it tastes like in your mouth. Then, there was something even more terrifying, looking inside the gun with the eyes, it seemed to be a well in the barrel of the black hole.

All of these attempts seemed a little boring, or more precisely, after a moment of novelty, it became even more boring, and like those Lukuni, Yamaguchi Hara tied the belt with the gun to his buttocks.

Then he sat down on the broken bench and looked at the wooden door, and the world outside the wooden door seemed to be beckoning him to come out of the wooden house. To face the world beyond the cabin.

He gestured with his hand to the pistol, aiming at the trunk of the tree outside the window, which was the outside world, and if a shot was fired, who knew what would happen. The nearest house is also far away, and no one knows where the gunfire is coming from. Besides, during the curfew, Lu Guobing sometimes shoots at pedestrians, and even if the gunshots are heard, they will be mistaken for Lu Guobing shooting, and they will at most sympathize with the person who was hit in their hearts. As for the Lu people? Maybe they will think that it is some drunk Lu Guobing who is shooting indiscriminately, and this kind of thing often happens.

"Only one shot, one shot ......"

With that, Yamaguchihara's finger was on the trigger and aimed at the trunk. It's hard to resist pulling the trigger, especially when you're struggling and hesitating. Suddenly, the gunshots rang out, and Yamaguchi didn't even feel like he was pulling the trigger. The pistol shook backwards in his hand, and it smoked......

The gun went off!

At first, Yamaguchihara was terrified, but then, he became ecstatic again. Everything was so much fun. The smell of gunpowder is good.

Gunshot!

Just when the gunfire broke the silence of midnight, Harada Ichiro's whole body couldn't help but be shocked, he had just participated in the meeting, and even mistakenly thought that Lu Guoren had discovered his attempt, but then, he found that the gunshots came from the school, to be precise, it was from the playground, could it be Lu Guoren?

Harada's heart was extremely nervous as he walked in the direction where the gunshots came, he had a wooden stick in his hand that he had gotten from somewhere, and he had no other weapons, in fact, he and his friends only had a few katanas, and as for the guns, there was one—a Mikoku-made fire cap rifle, which was the property of a friend's father, who was a samurai of the shogunate, and the rifle was not handed in, although they found gunpowder, But it's a pity that there is no fire cap.

"Harada-sensei ......"

Yamaguchi looked at the teacher in surprise, he almost couldn't believe his eyes when he had just hidden the gun, how could the teacher be here?

"Yamaguchi? Why are you here so late? ”

Breathing in the smell of gunpowder, Harada looked at the clutter in the wooden house, and he seemed to understand why Yamaguchihara had chosen this place - because few people would come here.

"Teacher, I'm ......"

Without waiting for Yamaguchihara to finish speaking, Ichiro Harada said with a straight face.

"Where are the guns?"

For Harada, he didn't care where Yamaguchi got the gun, he only knew that with the gun, he could do a lot of things, and he and his friends could even defeat the Rukuni who invaded Japan, just as they defeated Napoleon's Spanish guerrillas.

(Dreams, sometimes, dreams are as simple as that.) Both Harada and Yamaguchi are just one of many small people, but what will their dreams be? What will be the result? It's a question and a choice! I hope you can continue to support the rising sun of the empire and support speechless! Thanks! If you still have a monthly pass in your hand, please support it and encourage it! (To be continued.) )