Chapter 985: Is This Called Defeat?
I saw a notice posted on the city wall, which read: The Japanese army has ceased combat operations on 17 August, but anyone who challenges us or tries to disrupt railway communication and communications will be dealt with by the enemy. This is hereby announced for public notice.
The name of the commander of the Japanese army in Shanxi, Cheng Tian Lai Shiro, was written on the notice below, and when he saw this notice, Shen Long and the others were not popular, and his mother's little Japan had surrendered, and he was still enforcing the law on the land of China? It's really unheard of, and this seems to be the relationship between the victorious country and the defeated enemy's army?
"This dog's ......" Monk Wei scolded as soon as he opened his mouth, but fortunately Pan Fu covered his mouth and didn't let him scold Boss Yan and the little devil, otherwise this investigation would have failed.
Jin Suijun, who was guarding the city gate next to him, took a few glances and looked aside, thinking that they had not encountered such a situation for so many days, but any Chinese would be angry when they saw this scene, right? They don't care too much, either.
"Let's go into the city! Wu Dongjia is still waiting for us in the Drunken Immortal Building! Shen Long greeted and hurriedly took Monk Wei and them into the city.
When entering the city, the Wei monk almost went crazy again, only to see that there were still Japanese soldiers with loaded guns standing in the cave of the city gate in Taiyuan, and all the Chinese who entered and exited the city gate had to bow to them, even if they were carrying heavy loads or carrying heavy loads, they had to do so, and whoever resisted had to be butted with guns.
When I arrived in Taiyuan City, I saw that those Japanese expatriates were still swaggering through the streets of Taiyuan, looking arrogant one by one; Japanese soldiers and policemen also stood in the streets of Taiyuan in full armor and continued to show off their might in front of the Chinese people.
Shops in Japanese-populated areas such as Liuxiang, Yingze Street, and Qiaotou Street are open as usual, and the shelves are full of sugar, clothing, soap, and meat and fish. On the other hand, there are few Chinese stores in the neighborhood that have such a wealth of goods.
The shopkeepers looked at the little devil's shop, shook their heads and sighed one by one, if people who don't know saw it, they would still think that it was still the time when the little devils were in power, not that the War of Resistance had been won.
"I said this owner, why do you have so many goods in this little devil's store, and you have such an order here?" Shen Long pretended to be a merchant who wanted to buy goods, and found a good-faced boss to go in and talk to him for a few words, and then asked.
"Isn't that the little devil who wants to buy it?" The boss looked left and right a few times, and saw that no one was paying attention, so he pointed in the direction of Boss Yan's mansion and lowered his voice and said to Shen Long angrily, "But all the little devils who are willing to work for Boss Yan will be paid double military salaries, and the property and safety of the little devil expatriates are also protected, but whenever there are new goods on the market, we have to pick the little devils first, and it will be our turn to pick the rest!" Even when the old devil of Chengtian did not surrender, I am afraid that the life of the little devil is not as good as it is now! ”
I heard the shopkeeper say that some time ago, there was a slight problem with the food supply of Japanese expatriates, and Liang Yanwu, the cousin-in-law of Boss Yan, immediately found Liang Erqiang, the director of the supply department, and scolded him in front of Little Japan, "The Japanese came to Shanxi far away from their motherland, hoping to do something for Chief Yan, how can you bear to make them hungry?" If you Chinese don't have enough food, you can still rely on your relatives and friends and think of a way, but if they Japanese have no food, no relatives, no friends, won't they starve to death? Chief Yan sincerely wanted to cooperate with the Japanese, and persuaded them to remain in Shanxi; However, you, the supply director, can't even guarantee food for their families, which shows that you have completely ignored the spirit of Chief Yan......
Listen to it, is this still a fucking talk? Oh, co-authored these little devils were invited to Shanxi by your boss Yan? What was the situation when Little Japan drove you Boss Yan all over Shanxi a few years ago?
Compared with Hebei Province next door, Sun Lianzhong over there will not value little devils like Boss Yan, he has no tolerance for the Japanese, and the shops and houses opened by the Japanese in Hebei Province and the houses they live in, including property, were all confiscated and sent to concentration camps to await repatriation. Of course, the concentration camp was not a sanatorium, especially the concentration camp in Yongnian, Hebei, which made the Japanese even more dissatisfied, so in order to escape the hardships of their current life, the Japanese in Hebei regarded Hebei as hell and Shanxi as paradise.
The people of Taiyuan shook their heads when they talked about this, and now the whole country has been liberated, but Shanxi is still in the hands of the little devil, and his mother is not even as good as Baodao.
What made Shen Long even more stunned was that after investigation, he found that the little devils who stayed in Shanxi had actually learned the way of the fruit army, and began to falsely report the number of people to eat empty salaries.
Because the rank and status of all Japanese teams are determined according to the number of people, falsely reporting the number of people has become the only way for all leaders, because once the false number is recognized by the manager of Boss Yan, the vacancy will naturally arise, and the extra silver and grain, you can't do it if you don't want it, not to mention, the Japanese salary is twice that of Yan's officers and soldiers, and the three meals a day are also served with polished rice, white noodles, chicken, duck, and fish.
This treatment was better than Chu Yunfei's back then, and Shen Long couldn't help but think again, if Chu Yunfei continued to stay in Shanxi, what would he think when he saw this scene now?
After Shen Long's inquiry, he figured out the number and establishment of the Japanese army, and the Japanese troops left in Shanxi were organized into a special service regiment, which had an infantry regiment (wing) formed by each brigade and regiment under its jurisdiction, and formed an infantry regiment directly under the command composed of volunteer residual soldiers, as well as special forces such as artillery, armor, and engineers, as well as logistics institutions, hospitals, farms, schools, etc.
The headquarters consists of nine infantry regiments, plus special forces and logistics agencies, with a total of about 15,000 people, which is roughly equivalent to an entire division; In the future, the special service regiment will be successively renamed the Railway and Highway Rehabilitation Engineering Corps, the Security General Headquarters, the Field Army Headquarters, the Provisional Independent Tenth Corps, the Teaching Corps, and the Artillery Corps.
The little devil also envisaged using this as the basis to form three types of troops, that is, all the members of the troops were Japanese; Only the commanders and key personnel were Japanese, while the rest were Chinese troops; All Chinese, but placed in the formation of the little devil and under the command of the little devil, these three types of troops, with a total strength of 60,000 as the initial goal.
By the time Shen Long left Taiyuan, the actual number of the special mission was 6,670, and there were more than 80,000 Japanese nationals remaining, including a large number of veterans.
If you add the little devils scattered in other places, it should be close to 20,000 people, and Shen Long's next task is to help Li Yunlong completely solve these 20,000 little devils!