At 8 o'clock the next morning, the Japanese foreign minister's visiting team set off from Yangon to this "World War II Japanese Cemetery" located in the outskirts of Yangon. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThis "World War II Japanese Cemetery" was built at the expense of the Japanese themselves.

The convoy of nearly 20 vehicles was mighty, including Japanese Foreign Minister Nakasone Cofumi, Japanese Ambassador to Burma Takaharu Yokoi, diplomatic personnel and escorts of the embassy, and even a group of Japanese reporters accompanying him, totaling more than 40 people.

The Burmese government has also sent nearly 100 police officers to protect it.

The cemetery is beautifully built, with distant mountains and rivers, surrounded by green trees, and the worship platform is surrounded by white stone pillars with monuments carved from marble.

Nakasone coaxed Wen to take the lead and led everyone solemnly to the worship platform, but at this moment, a larger group of people suddenly appeared from the side, which made the Japanese personnel stagnate.

"What's going on?" Nakasone asked Takaharu Yokoi, the Japanese ambassador to Myanmar, who was accompanying him, with a cold face.

Yokoi Takaharu was obese, and when he saw this scene, the sweat on his forehead immediately fell, and he wanted something bad to do, so he hurriedly called the guards to protect the foreign minister, and then led the embassy personnel to stop him.

"Who are you, why are you coming to the Japanese cemetery, where a worship ceremony is being held, please leave."

Yokoi Takaharu said solemnly, but his eyes kept looking at the group of people in front of him, there were about 200 people in this group, most of them were Asian faces, and he could see at a glance that these people were all Chinese.

They held slogans in their hands, and Yokoi Takaharu saw that the words "Paying homage to the invaders of World War II, hurting national feelings" and "The militarism will not die, and the resistance against Japan will not be extinguished" was written in Chinese, English and Burmese, and to be honest, it was really complete.

It was clear that this was a group of protesters, and well-prepared protesters.

Yokoi Takaharu wondered in his heart, this visit was arranged very secretly, it was only reported to the Burmese government in the evening, and the specific location was notified to the Burmese government at 9 o'clock in the evening for arrangement, why did these people in front of them know about it, and they made such full preparations, otherwise it would be impossible to make these slogans.

What made Yokoi even more uneasy was that he saw a lot of reporters with cameras and cameras in it, and these people were obviously not Asian faces, so it seemed that they had come prepared.

The most prominent of this group of people is an old man, thin and withered, who needs to be supported when he walks, trembling, but wearing an old-fashioned military uniform, and a few military medals on his chest that I don't know what style they are.

Although the old man was already old, he stood there like a withered pine root, withered but not falling, dead but immortal.

In a hoarse voice, the old man shouted a deafening voice. "These invaders have committed heinous crimes, and you are not deeply reflecting on history, but you are summoning their souls and worshipping them, and we, the Chinese and Asian people, who have been victimized, will never agree to it."

This old man is Liu Dajiang, a 95-year-old veteran of the expeditionary force.

"Protest against the resurgence of Japanese militarism!"

"Down with Japanese militarism!"

"We demand that the Japanese government recognize history and reflect on its crimes."

"Resolutely refrain from visiting the shrine."

"Stop visiting."

The protest crowd began to hold up signs and shout slogans.

Sweating profusely in the face of the agitated protesters, Yokoi did not know what to do, and his eyes kept on looking at the Burmese police, hoping that they would come up quickly to stop or even expel the protesters.

Japanese Foreign Minister Nakasone coaxed the text but frowned, looked at the protesters with cold eyes, and the hatred in his heart was great.

In the distance, those reporters were filming hard with their cameras, while the Burmese policemen stood aside, as if they were all right, watching everything in front of them unhurriedly.

Protesters slowly approached the Japanese worship group to try to stop the Japanese from visiting, but the Japanese embassy guards, fearing that the foreign minister was in danger, rushed forward to stop the demonstrators, and a young woman raised her hand and shouted slogans to move forward, but was pushed down by one of the guards.

Riots, from this moment on.

"The Japanese beat people."

"Dead nature does not change, oppresses the people."

"Beat him up."

At this moment, there was a riot in the crowd of protesters, and some people rushed forward with all their might, fighting the guards.

Tearing, scuffling, screaming, running, trampling, the crowd burst out with all their strength, as if at this moment, those anti-Japanese martyrs were all possessed, and they were extremely heroic.

And those reporters were happy, and the reporters carried the cameras and shouted in their hearts, "Big news, absolutely big news." Oh, that's a Japanese diplomat, who was held down and slapped directly in the mouth. Yo he, the Japanese ambassador to Myanmar, Yokoi Takaharu, was surrounded by a group of people in the middle, and he came up and was pressed again, and it is estimated that the fat man is more than lucky.

The reporter's camera lens finally found Japanese Foreign Minister Nakasone, who was surrounded by several guards, bent over and rushed out, hehe, his forehead seemed to be injured, all bleeding, blood flowed down his cheeks, and the suit on his body was also torn and torn, looking extremely embarrassed.

Hey, what about those Burmese police, they have nearly 100 people in charge of security, why is it like this here, and the Burmese police have not taken any action.

In fact, everyone has wronged the Burmese police, they are acting, and they are working very hard, you look at the Burmese police on the periphery, they are not jumping on their feet and shouting, "Stop fighting, your actions are breaking the law, and you will be investigated and punished by the law." ”

"We are the Myanmar police, you immediately stop all acts of mutual assault, warn you again, stop immediately."

Finally, finally, finally......

The Japanese ran,

The riots are over,

Those overseas Chinese helped the old man and left the Japanese cemetery.

What was left behind was devastation, discarded protest slogans, trampled flowers and plants, and even the marble altar carved with a tribute to the Japanese soldiers of World War II was smashed by someone.

Obviously, these guys are very well prepared, and even the oil hammer has been brought.

"Japan's foreign minister visits the cemetery of World War II soldiers, and the anger of the protesters sparks a large-scale riot."

"The Japanese foreign minister visited Myanmar and was seriously injured when he visited the cemetery."

"Nakasone's trip to Myanmar was blocked, and the Burmese Chinese burst into a fist."

This news appeared in the online media as quickly as possible, and immediately attracted the attention of the whole world.

On the Internet, there are full video clips, as well as live text reports written by reporters, which can be described as full of emotion and so that everyone can see it at a glance.

For a while, there was a heated discussion on the Internet about this matter. (To be continued.) )