In the occupied area of China, in the three northeastern provinces, in the south of Harbin City, a group of Chinese soldiers and prisoners of war are being guarded by Japanese soldiers with bayonets and entering the cells where they are being held.

A Japanese major general stood not far away, admiring these "materials" that he had turned into "logs" and was imprisoned in a dark "warehouse". This major general is the commander of the notorious Japanese "Togo Force", Shiro Ishii.

This Japanese major general has studied bacteria all his life, and it can be said that the work he is engaged in is almost the dirtiest in the world, but he personally has a little cleanliness habit, and the military uniform on his body is spotless, and he often has to be sent to the laundry room to clean it until it is abnormally clean before he is willing to put it on.

He had just returned from Tokyo to the Bungabo laboratory he was in charge of, bringing back from his base camp plans to develop a new generation of secret weapons, a weapon of mass destruction, a superweapon that could deter an American attack and change the tide of war in an instant.

However, compared with Germany's nuclear weapons development department, which has a strong industrial base and has Accardo's guidance, there is a very obvious gap between Japan and its industrial base and research direction.

Although the University of Tokyo in Japan has equipment related to nuclear weapons research, there is still a very long way to go before the mass production of nuclear weapons raw materials, and what makes the Japanese even more desperate is the lack of minerals of nuclear weapons raw materials in Japan, which makes Japan's road to nuclear weapons research more bumpy and miserable than Germany.

On the other hand, nuclear weapons research is a terrible accumulation of infrastructure, for example, the development of nuclear weapons requires a lot of electricity to support, and Germany, where Accardo is located, has been building thermal power plants and hydroelectric power plants for ten years to meet these power supply problems, and it is only recently that it has a surplus of electricity to provide stable nuclear energy research costs. Japan has not been able to build such a large-scale electricity in its own country, so it has not been able to produce the corresponding electricity.

As a result, the "smart" Japanese base camp thought that it would not be able to build nuclear weapons in its lifetime, so it could only retreat to the next best thing, researching the cheaper "poor man's atomic bomb." Among the weapons of mass destruction that can be selected by the Japanese, there are only two types of weapons of mass destruction, bacteriological weapons and chemical weapons, which can barely meet the Japanese military's requirements for the use of "instantaneously changing the situation of war."

In order to cooperate with Shiro Ishii's research, the Japanese base camp also launched a super long-range bomber program, which was to use a giant bomber equipped with six engines to drop bombs full of bacteriological weapons on the west coast of the United States, so that all Americans would be infected with germs and die in a short time, so as to destroy the huge industrial capacity of the United States.

This is also the main reason why Shiro Ishii was able to be promoted to major general in a short period of time and master a huge experimental base. In fact, he himself knew very well that if he could not develop the bacteria and viruses that would completely collapse the Americans in a short period of time, then his fate would not be much better than these "Chinese logs" in front of him.

"Shiro Kasahara, dissect 10 prisoners of war tonight, have your people prepare bacterial embryos, and give them to these people in the afternoon! Write a report as soon as possible and hand it over to me!" Shiro Ishii glanced at Osa beside him and said viciously.

"Hey!" Shiro Kasahara bowed his head and replied, "Your Excellency General, I have cultivated a virus with a fast reproduction rate and a high lethality rate at the fastest speed, please rest assured." For the sake of the longevity of the Japanese Empire, Shimono must do his best. ”

"Kasawara-kun, your loyalty to the Great Japanese Empire is beyond doubt. Shiro Ishii nodded and said with an approving tone, "I believe in your ability, and I believe that you will develop this virus we need as soon as possible." But remember, we're running out of time, so check out this latest report. ”

With that, he handed a document to the right-hand man beside him, Shiro Kasawara frowned, took the paper, and looked at it carefully, there was not much content on it, but the amount of information was undoubtedly very huge.

The Combined Fleet of the Imperial Japanese Navy under the command of Marshal Yamamoto 56 was thwarted in the waters off Kauaʻi, and retreated to the waters near Midway Island to recuperate. The news is still highly classified in Japan and has not been released to civilians. In fact, most of the officers of the Japanese Army did not know the news, and they thought that their army was marching on the American mainland.

Japan's control of public opinion is more exaggerated than that of Germany, and it is even exaggerated to an extent that it is beyond measure, and the majority of Japanese civilians do not know the real situation on the front line at all, and the most shameless thing is that Japan likes to blow when it wins a war, and say that it is "turning around" when it loses.

"Your Excellency, this ...... Is this news true?" Shiro Kasahara looked at Shiro Ishii, the executioner who had killed thousands of Chinese prisoners, as well as Soviet and American prisoners, and after seeing the news, he felt that his back was gloomy, as if something terrifying was staring at him.

"The news is naturally true, which is why the base camp is so eager to summon me, and so generously allocated such a huge amount of research funds. Shiro Ishii doesn't seem to see Yamamoto's defeat as something terrible. In his heart, he felt that he was the one who held the initiative in the war, and as long as his research results entered the actual combat stage, the North American continent would become a no-man's land in an instant.

Shiro Ishii was a little complacent when it came to research funding, and although the base camp had attached great importance to this research and allocated 200,000 yen (which was not a small amount at that time), it was the first time that a full 1.5 million yen had been allocated in one go.

He is even already thinking about what new instruments and equipment he wants to use the money to buy, and which scientists he wants to use the money to recruit. Whenever he thought of how large his murderous demon cave could be, he felt that his whole body was excited. For Shiro Ishii personally, being able to kill people with the bacteria he has studied all his life is the happiest thing for him.

It was at the beginning of 1922 that the doctor of bacteriology of the Imperial Japanese Empire was ordered to come to Europe to inspect a series of countries such as Germany and France at that time, and his purpose was very simple, that is, to contact and learn the world's most advanced bacteriological and chemical weapons at that time, and to bring back the experience of developing these weapons back to Japan.

However, his trip did not go very smoothly, although the French received him warmly, he had no interest in sharing his research results with the Japanese in the East, and when Shiro Ishii left France for Germany in frustration, he realized how hospitable the French were.

Shiro Ishii was received by a German expert in the prevention and control of chemical weapons, and I heard that he was selected by the Wehrmacht to entertain him. Shiro Ishii thought that his good luck had come, but he did not expect that after he entered the basement of the headquarters of the Wehrmacht, the real disaster would come.

The Wehrmacht major and several officers fought Shiro Ishii, greeting him with punches, kicks and sticks, and almost killed the poor Japanese doctor of germs in the dimly lit basement of the Wehrmacht Intelligence Section. If the Japanese embassy hadn't arrived in time to prove that Shiro Ishii was not a liar or a spy, the commander of today's "Unit 731" might have been replaced by someone else.

Of course, now that he thinks about it, Shiro Ishii still feels that even if he was beaten, he was relatively lucky, because the German officers who beat him back then, led by the chemical weapons prevention and control expert, named Accardo Rudolph. And on the side of him who kicked him in the stomach with a leather boot was Gascol, the boss of the Wehrmacht intelligence.

As for the reason for beating him, only God knows. According to the official German note handed to the Japanese consulate, there was a detailed description of Shiro Ishii's attempt to obtain the prohibited weapon in France, and the Wehrmacht admitted that it was a misunderstanding. So in 1922, Shiro Ishii's beating was naturally in vain.

The punches and kicks that year left an indelible memory for Shiro Ishii. He still has dark wounds on his body, so much so that sometimes he has to rely on medicine to get through the pain. So when he thinks about killing people with bacteria now, he gets a very wonderful pleasure.

Because in his heart, the Americans were certainly the enemies to be killed, and the other enemy of the Great Japanese Empire, Germany, which was far away in Europe, was also the target of his revenge. He wants to use the weapons he has developed to destroy all those who have humiliated him, and all other races in the world except the Japanese.

"Accardo! You wait for me! I don't know why you were so desperate to kill me! But since I'm not dead, that's your time to die! Wait for me, don't die first! Wait for me! Wait for me to stuff the bacterial petri dish into your mouth!" Shiro Ishii hunched over, gritted his teeth and smirked.

With his laughter, a large truck staggered out of the gate behind him, and the rear cargo compartment of the truck was covered with a huge canvas, but because there were so many things inside, a little bit peeked out from all sides of the canvas.

It was with the shaking of the truck, followed by the slightly swaying white arms and thighs, the cold wind blowing, carrying the gloom and the gloom. The air here is desperate, and the breath here is filled with the sound of death.