Kim Il Sung, formerly known as Kim Sung-joo, was born in 1912, fled with his father to Jilin in China at the age of 5, joined the Korean Communist League at the age of 14, founded the anti-Japanese publication "Red Sun", was arrested by Zhang Xueliang at the age of 17 for anti-Japanese, and turned to armed resistance after being rescued, and obtained 12 pistols funded by friends, active in the Changbai Mountain area, and later joined the Communist Party of China, organized and led the guerrillas to mediate with the Japanese army, and became Yang Jingyu's subordinate to join the 32nd Army of the Red Army......

Speaking of which, Kim Il Sung's life is also legendary, especially at the wine table, when he met Li Yunlong, a veteran of the Red Army, the two of them pushed the glass and changed the glass, and soon got drunk.

Xie Tian was also very excited after receiving a call from Zhang Xueliang, and instructed Zhang Xueliang to immediately arrange for someone to escort Kim Il Sung to Tianjin for a meeting.

When Kim Il Sung, who was drunk, woke up from sleep, the car escorting him had already entered the city of Tianjin, and when Kim Il Sung heard that he was about to see Xie Baoqing, he hurriedly asked the driver to stop, ran to the ditch on the side of the road, jumped in and took a shower, cleaned himself up from top to bottom, and returned to the car.

The car drove directly to the front of the office building of the PLA headquarters, and Ho Zhiyong greeted Kim Il Sung in front of the door.

Hu Zhiyong shook hands with Kim Il Sung and apologized: "The commander-in-chief really can't get out of his body, and he ordered me to greet Comrade Kim here, and Comrade Kim invites him in." ”

Kim Il Sung was so moved that he shook Hu Zhiyong's hand with both hands: "Thank you Commander-in-Chief for arranging for you to wait here in your busy schedule, Kim is terrified." ”

Hu Zhiyong smiled and stretched out his hand to make a gesture of please, leading Kim Il Sung into the headquarters building.

According to logic, the commander-in-chief only arranged for me to greet you at the door, not even Chief Zhao, this specification is basically on the floor, you won't be grateful for this.

In fact, if you really talk about specifications, Kim Il Sung is now only the commander of the first battalion of the 88th Brigade of the Soviet Far East Army, and he is really not qualified to listen to Xie Tian's teachings in person, and the difference in rank between the two sides is too great.

In terms of military rank alone, Xie Tian was awarded the rank of first-class general by the Nationalist Government, and Kim Il Sung was now only awarded the rank of captain by the Soviet Union.

Hu Zhiyong brought Kim Il Sung into the headquarters building, but did not directly bring Kim Il Sung into Xie Tian's office, but arranged for Kim Il Sung to sit in a row of chairs in the corridor and wait, and then he entered Xie Tian's office to report to Xie Tian.

During working hours, Xie Tian's schedule is very full, and now there are several people waiting in that row of chairs to meet Xie Tian, and the lowest rank among the people waiting to meet is the rank of major, and Kim Il Sung really can't be in line.

There are only a few people who don't need to wait in line to enter and exit Xie Tian's office, and those who dare to break into Xie Tian's office with guns can only find Xu Jinghao according to the PLA battle sequence.

Kim Il Sung sat on a bench outside Xie Tian's office, anxiously waiting for Xie Tian to receive him, and no one knew that a major event was quietly taking place that would affect Japan's national fortunes in World War II.

At the port of Jinzhou, a cargo ship loaded with more than 200 wounded soldiers slowly left the dock and headed for the Japanese mainland.

At the stern of the ship, Nobuo Michio leaned on the railing and watched the cargo ship go offshore, and finally let out a long sigh of relief.

In the early hours of the morning, Nobuo Michi's friend secretly brought him some water and food, and Nobuo Michi, who had been hungry all night, gobbled up food and water into his stomach, secretly took off his chemical protective suit and stuffed it into an empty ammunition box, sneaked out of the tunnel and climbed onto a truck carrying supplies to the front line on the way back, and bumped all the way to Jinzhou.

The Japanese army knows the military's iron-fisted methods of dealing with deserters, but Nobuo Michio really doesn't want to die.

When Nobuo Michichi heard that a freighter was about to return to Japan, he picked up a rock and broke his leg, so he got on the ship and finally escaped from this desperate land.

Nobuo Michi, who wasn't sure that the rat that had bitten him was the rat they had released with the plague bacillus, now he just wanted to escape back to Japan with a chance and spend the rest of his life incognito.

Fortunately, everything went well, and I finally got on the ship back home.

Nobuo Michio was secretly rejoicing, when a military doctor noticed him and came over and asked, "Which unit are you from, and what kind of injuries did you suffer?" ”

Nobuo Michio hurriedly took out the soldier's badge that he had stolen from other soldiers when he fled: "I am Ono Hui of the 23rd Wing of the Koizumi Brigade, and I accidentally fell down the mountain and broke my leg while building fortifications. ”

The military doctor didn't accept Nobuo Michi's soldier card at all, but just gave an order: "Show me your wounds." ”

Nobuo Michio hurriedly sat on the deck and rolled up his trouser legs, and the military doctor Osa's military doctor saw Nobuo Michi's wound bandaged indiscriminately, glanced at Nobuo Michi, whose eyes were uncertain, shook his head slightly, squatted down and started to untie the bloody rags that Nobuo Mitomo had wrapped around his calf.

Seeing that the treatment of this wound was messed with by himself, and the injury obviously did not last more than an hour, no need to ask, this is caused by the self-harm of a war-weary deserter.

The military doctor himself was also resistant to the war, and he did not care whether Nobuo Michio was a deserter or not, he was only responsible for treating the wounds of the wounded.

After rebandaging the wound for Michi, Dr. Osa's military doctor washed off the blood on his hands in a bucket, took out two bottles of medicine from the medicine box and handed them to Michi, and said with a straight face: "One bottle is anti-inflammatory, and the other bottle is pain-relieving, so take it on time." It's windy on deck, go to the cabin and rest, rest assured, no one knows anyone on board, and no one will ask you anything. ”

Michi Nobuo knew that Dr. Osa's identity as a deserter had been recognized, so he stood up and held on to the railing and bowed 90 degrees to Dr. Osa.

The military doctor Oha snorted and picked up the medicine box, saw that Michi's ears were red, reached out and touched Michi's ears, touched his forehead, frowned, took out another bottle of antipyretic medicine from the medicine box and handed it to Michi: "You may have been infected, this is a fever reducer, take it with anti-inflammatory drugs." ”

"Hi", Nobuo Michio took the medicine bottle with his grateful hands, and after watching the military doctor leave, he limped down to the cabin holding on to the railing.

The cabin was crowded with wounded soldiers, this ship was originally a bulk carrier, and it did not have the ability to transport personnel, and it was transferred by the military to transport the wounded soldiers on a temporary certificate, and it was good that the wounded soldiers could have a place to lie down.

Nobuo Michi squeezed a place among the wounded soldiers and sat down, picked up the medicine bottle and poured out a few pills and threw them into his mouth, and a kind wounded soldier next to him saw Nobuo Michio swallowing the pills dry, and handed his kettle to Nobuo Michi, who said thank you and took the kettle and sent the tablets.

I don't know which wounded soldier in the cabin sang the cherry blossoms, maybe he was about to return to his hometown, so as to express his feelings at the moment.

As a result, the wounded soldier's song resonated with the wounded soldiers, and almost everyone sang along.

"Come on, come on, let's see the cherry blossoms ......"