"Commander Suzuki, this is what you want." Nagata Tetsuyama, who looked like a monk, handed over a thick bag of texts, and the commander of the Japanese Nanyang Army, Suzuki Shoroku, stretched out his trembling hands.

Nagata Tieshan's complexion also looked quite bad, it seemed that this time the mission of running back and forth between the Japanese Nanyang Army and the Chinese Nanyang Front Army made him extremely painful, he touched his bare head and smiled bitterly there: "The land resources of Java Island and Sumatra Island have been preserved, and they are all the property of our Japan, no, and the people." But...... Your massacre of the natives of Java and Sumatra also has to pay a price, and it is the entire Japanese nation that pays the price! ”

Suzuki Shoroku raised his head and looked at Nagata suspiciously: "Nagata-kun, what do you mean ......"

Nagata Tieshan smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Do you think that as long as the natives on Java Island and Sumatra Island are slaughtered, the Chinese can only accept this fait accompli and punish a few culprits at most?" Have you forgotten that your actions are not individual acts, but represent the entire Japanese nation and the Japanese nation. Chang Ruiqing, of course, did not care about the natives of Java and Sumatra, and if it were not for the democratic constitutional system, perhaps he would have ordered the Chinese Defense Forces to kill them themselves...... However, compared to these inferior Nanyang natives, what makes Chang Ruiqing even more jealous is our Japanese nation! ”

Suzuki still didn't quite understand, he looked at Nagata fixedly: "Nagata-kun, what's going on?" ”

Nagata Tetsuyama sighed: "The Republic of Japan is gone, and it has become the four provinces of Honshu, Kyushu, Shikoku, and Hokkai. All belong directly to the government of the Great Chinese Federation! Japan is about to perish! ”

Suzuki Shoroku stood up abruptly, and looked at Nagata with a blue face: "Nagata-kun, are you serious?" The Republic of Japan is gone? Don't they even give us this last hope? ”

Nagata nodded heavily: "No! They say that the Japanese nation must be held accountable for the murder on the islands of Java and Sumatra. And the way to take responsibility is to lose your own country! ”

"What if we don't accept it?" Suzuki asked, gritting his teeth.

Nagata Tetsuyama smiled bitterly, and then handed Suzuki a telegram: "A telegram sent by His Excellency Saionji himself, he hopes that you will accept the reality and surrender to save your lives...... Because the Yamato nation lost too many young people in this world war, it is now difficult to see strong young Japanese men on the streets of Japan...... Hundreds of thousands of young Japanese men on the islands of Java and Sumatra must be saved! ”

Suzuki Shoroku's expression darkened: "There are not many young and middle-aged men in Japan anymore?" Are so many people really dead? ”

The muscles on Nagata Tetsuyama's cheeks trembled slightly: "The provisional government of the Republic of Japan secretly made a statistic that more than 3 million young and middle-aged men sacrificed their lives in the war on the Japanese mainland alone!" About 2 million of them were Red Army officers and soldiers. Another 1.2 million to 1.5 million are Red Guards. In addition, there are at least 500,000 remnants of the Red Army now retreating to the Ou Mountains in northeastern Honshu, led by Shouichi Terauchi and Yasuo Yasuda. is still resisting, and in the end, I am afraid that I will have to die three or four hundred thousand! If we count the losses in Korea, Hawaii, the South Seas, and the South Pacific, Japan lost no less than five or six million young and middle-aged men in this war! He glanced at Suzuki. He sighed again: "Commander Suzuki." The meaning of the Duke of Xiyuan Temple is to surrender and protect the species! Only by preserving the Japanese species can we have a future! Even as a citizen of the Japanese nationality of the Great China Federation, it is better than to die out completely! ”

At the same moment, the island of Java, on the outskirts of Batavia.

The door to Takeda's mansion was deserted. Although the owner, Takeda Hiroshi, was still theoretically the chairman of the Japanese GCD and the supreme commander of the Japanese Red Army, after he ordered a mass murder of the natives of Java and Sumatra, this luxurious residence in the completely Japanese style became an isolated island. The hustle and bustle outside. Neither the bloody massacre nor the secret negotiations between the Nanyang Army and the Chinese side had anything to do with it here.

A sedan pulled up in front of the mansion. Takeru Kato got out of the car and staggered through the door. Guarding the door of Takeda Heng's house were ordinary Japanese Red Army soldiers wearing khaki hats, not the Japanese Red Army Internal Guard wearing blue hats, which had disappeared a few weeks ago, and were replaced by troops sent by the Nanyang Army Command! However, these people did not stop Kato from going to see Takeda Heng, but just coldly watched this former invincible member of the Nanyang Military and Political Committee walk in in a panic. The courtyard was dimly lit. After a few turns, I saw a lone lamp still lit in the small building where Takeda Heng lived. Kato walked over and opened the door to Takeda's room, where he saw a clumsy Takeda carefully wiping a small pistol on a tatami mat, a low table with a little food and a glass bottle containing some clear liquid, presumably cyanide or something. In addition, there are two cups, which seem to be waiting for Kato's arrival.

"Cui Jun, you're here, sit down." As soon as Takeda opened his mouth, it seemed a little stiff in Korean, although it was his native language, but he had not spoken it for many years, so it was inevitable that he would be a little rusty. As he spoke, he put down the small pistol in his hand and poured a glass of North Korean soju for Kato and himself.

"Chairman......" Kenya Kato said in an unfamiliar Korean dialect: "Kato Hiroshi, uh, it should be Comrade Choi Sung-ho who sent a telegram from Bangalore, Sung-ju has already been transferred from the Soviet Union to India, he is now a young man of twenty-five, he is still a top student of the Trotsky Military Academy, he has served as a major battalion commander in the Soviet Red Army, he has also served in the war against the Chinese invaders of the second and third classes, and he has also been received by Trotsky. ”

Kim Sung-joo ...... I haven't seen him in more than a decade. By the way, does he know that his father is Takeda Heng? ”

"I don't know, the Soviets never told him the truth. All he knew was that his father was Kim Hyung-ji, a Korean national hero who died in the struggle against Chinese colonial rule. He is still the leader of the Workers' Party of Korea (WPK), a Korean revolutionary party in exile in India, and has hundreds of young Korean revolutionaries under his command. ”

"Good, that's good! We have successors to the cause of the Korean revolution, and I can leave this world with peace of mind! ”

"Chairman! It's not there yet...... The Chinese did not ask the Nanyang Army to hand you over. Traitors like Suzuki and Yamamoto don't dare to hurt you, and Yamamoto agrees to send a submarine for you to leave Java. ”

"Leaving Java? Where to go? India? Takeda Heng shook his head and took a sip of soju: "Did Cui Chenghao's telegram say that Lu Yi welcomed me to India for refuge?" ”

Ken Kato shook his head silently. Takeda smiled bitterly: "Then what am I going to do?" Trouble Comrade Lu Yi? Now that the Indian comrades are in such difficulty, and they still support Sung-ju to be the leader of the Workers' Party of Korea, this favor is already great enough, and I can't ask for anything more.

And this world revolution has failed, no matter how noble our ideals may be, no matter how right we think we are. But the result was failure, and now someone must be held accountable for the failure. ”

"Perhaps we can learn from Trotsky...... This is also what Suzuki and Yamamoto mean, if we are willing to leave quietly, they will arrange a qiē. Ken Kato said in a low voice.

"Learn from Trotsky?" Takeda snorted coldly: "Cui Jun, do you really think that Trotsky escaped by cheating?" ”

Ken Kato nodded, and he said in a low voice: "Choi Sung-ho's telegram also said that he heard a little wind in Bangalore. Trotsky may well be hiding in India! I think it is quite possible that Trotsky was really on his way to India! ”

Takeda waved his hand: "This kind of possibility is not!" Protect Lev. Trotsky and Kim Sung-ju are one thing, protecting Trotsky and me is another! If he had taken in Trotsky and me, Chang Ruiqing would have forced him to drop nuclear bombs on Bangalore and Bombay, even if Chang Ruiqing did not want to fight India. ”

He poured himself a glass of North Korean soju and took a sip, revealing a bitter smile: "Lu Yi can't protect me?" And where else can I escape? Besides, the ideals are shattered, whether it is the restoration of North Korea or the liberation of all mankind is a dream, what is the need for me to live? Well, the time is almost up, and I, the executioner whose hands are stained with the blood of the people of Java and Sumatra, should die and apologize. Cui Jun, I think you have a better future, don't you want to go to see Marx with me, a patient? ”

Ken Kato looked at Takeda, his eyes full of tears: "Chairman, don't say such things, if you are gone, what should we do?" How are we going to live! ”

Takeda Heng smiled and looked at his old comrade-in-arms: "Cui Jun, you can live well, and by the way, help me take care of Alan and a few children." Alain and his children already have Chinese passports, and I bought them a lot of real estate in Hong Kong, which is enough for them to have a worry-free life. Cui Jun, you also have a house in Hong Kong, right? Why don't you take your family with you and go to seclusion...... The Chinese will not trouble you, you no longer have the value of letting them persecute you. Also, live well and live until the day when the Great China Federation collapses! ”

"Will there be this day?"

Takeda Heng nodded heavily: "There will be!" There will definitely be! But many years later, when Chang Ruiqing, the father of the Great Chinese Federation, dies, the country that he forcibly pieced together will fall apart. It's a pity that I don't see this day anymore......"

"Okay, I will definitely live well, and I will definitely see this day!" Ken Kato nodded heavily.

Takeda smiled, picked up the glass bottle filled with the clear liquid, poured himself a glass of cyanide, and then printed it all...... (To be continued......)