"Blind follower."

The left Hung, on the roof of the Shanwang Hotel, said two words gently from his mouth, and the people below broke through the army's blockade like crazy.

Among them are fresh graduates, workers in factories, ronin who do nothing, and even gray-haired old people.

The difference is identity, the same is poverty. Under the exploitation of chaebols, the hidden contradictions in Japanese society finally broke out at this moment.

Seeing this, the Guards Division and the Navy soldiers immediately went up to meet them and fought with the mobs. The scene was spectacular.

A fight between hundreds of people is indeed rare, but the soldiers either do not carry weapons or carry them behind their backs.

The conflict can no longer intensify. If any military personnel kill or injure ordinary people, today's Tokyo will completely become a battlefield.

"Baga, why did you shoot?"

Gangcun in the rear pulled the collar of the navy lieutenant and roared. If it were the same military branch, he really wanted to shoot this stupid guy to death.

Originally, this was a "peaceful" parade. If the opponent shot it, the nature of the rebels changed greatly, which was exactly what the rebels wanted.

He had to doubt what this person had to do with the enemy. After thinking about it, he asked someone to detain the other party and prepare to turn back and hand it over to the navy.

The differences between the sea and the land have been around for a long time. Now the situation is critical. They must maintain unity, otherwise they will have no chance of winning against the rebels.

Gangcun’s choice was not wrong, but lacked the threat of fatal force, and many mobs became more and more bold, and the army gradually became insufficiency.

"Violence."

Zuo Chong spoke again with a smile. Before he finished speaking, the fight downstairs became more intense, punching, kicking, biting, and extremely bloody.

An old man staggering in the crowd fell to the ground, and the navy soldier opposite him didn't care about raising his feet and continuing to move forward.

There is only one who lives to the death on the battlefield, and there is no age. It is impossible for him to ignore his superior mission to save an enemy he has never known.

Suddenly, the old man who seemed unconscious suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes full of cunning, and he pulled out his stings from his hands and pulled them up.

The navy soldier felt a chill in his crotch, and in an instant he lost all his strength, and his body slammed heavily into the ground and made a muffled sound.

At the last moment of his life, he tried to open his eyes wide and tried to see the murderer clearly, but only saw an old back.

Everyone nearby was trying their best, but no one noticed this scene. Men, women, adults, and teenagers had already become a mess.

The old man who succeeded in the sneak attack smiled and felt extremely proud. With this move, he killed many Chinese people in Goryeo back then.

Now he is used to deal with these young people who are still dry. He took a breath and found a target again.

Unfortunately, the old man was wrong this time. After he fell to the ground, the soldier in the army uniform gave him a bayonet without even looking at it.

This is completely muscle memory. There is a requirement in the Japanese Army's practice that soldiers must confirm that the enemy is completely dead when cleaning the battlefield.

Seeing the bayonet pierce through the human body, the army soldiers then reacted, quickly looked around, and then left as if nothing had happened.

"No... it shouldn't be like this."

The old man didn't believe that he would die like this until he died. He murmured to himself and was kicked in the head again and fell into a coma.

The mob and the army were coming and going, and countless people stepped on his body. Not long after, a pool of meat was added to the entrance of the palace.

There are more than one such incident. People or soldiers are constantly killed on the spot, and both sides have made real fire and the situation begins to get out of control.

Scattered gunfires keep ringing, facing life danger. Professional soldiers do not care about the bullshit orders, their lives are the most important.

The yellow clothes, who had been fanning the flames, were not willing to be outdone, and they also took out their rifles and distributed grenades in large quantities. Now it was lively.

Although the army is powerful, the mob is not inferior. Many of them are in the village and have experienced actual combat and are quite combat-effective.

With the same weapon, the same formation, the same command, the Japanese started a fight in front of their palace.

"Da da da da da..."

During the fight, I don’t know which side dragged out the Taisho 11th-year machine gun. The dazzling tongue of flames swept across the crowd and corpses suddenly spread all over the field.

It seemed like it was starting, and soon all kinds of heavy firepower equipment came on stage one by one, and the two sides were having a lot of fun fighting, and the fight turned into war.

The Guards Division and the Navy gradually gained the advantage by relying on the number of machine guns. After all, the mob was not active-duty soldiers and was slowly defeated.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the yellow clothes looked at each other and felt that there was no need to install it anymore, so they immediately pushed a 92 infantry cannon.

This is a new Japanese army's equipment. It was put into production in the early 1930s and was just installed. It took only one or two years for the First Division to receive this cannon.

As members of the emperor's troops to fight against traitors, their mission is to provoke conflicts and provide firepower to the people. Now is the time.

"Recharge~"

One of the yellow clothes shouted and asked someone to put the 70mm killing grenade into the barrel chamber, and quickly turned his right hand to close the threaded blast latch.

After the shelling was ready, the man stared at the palace gate and fortifications hundreds of meters away, and pulled the rope without hesitation.

At such a close distance, you don’t need to adjust the pitch angle too much. Just aim and fire. After a loud bang, a fire flashed across the muzzle.

The 92 infantry cannon had a speed of 198 meters per second. The shells flew across the battlefield in just two seconds and hit a pile of sandbags.

The fuse on the top of the shell instantly started and detonated the built-in 1.05 kilograms of dangerous goods, creating high temperatures up to thousands of degrees Celsius.

"boom!"

A wave of air formed at the explosion and swept across all directions, and the mixed shrapnel turned everything blocked in front of him into ashes.

The sudden shelling suddenly destroyed the courage of the Guards Division and the Navy to resist, and someone secretly ran towards the palace behind him.

They have undergone harsh training, but using flesh and blood to block shells is something that fools do, and it is a royal civil war.

No matter who loses and who wins, the descendants of Amaterasu, a family of all generations, will still lead the empire, and there is no need to be so clear about it.

"Stop! Stop."

Only Gangcun had a ferocious face, raised his pistol and ordered the defeated soldiers not to retreat, but was surrounded by the surging crowd and entered the palace gate.

Then, without waiting for him to give orders, the soldiers who came in first forced the heavy iron-wrapped door to close the heavy iron-wrapped door despite the comrade's comrade's plea.

Losing the outer positions, the solid palace city became their last hope. Without large-caliber artillery, the rebels could not capture this place.

When the king-supporting troops from all over the country arrive, there may be a glimmer of hope for those present to live, otherwise they will wash their necks and wait for Yongren to settle the matter.

The problem is that they are safe, and the officers and soldiers who were turned away were stunned. They could not beat them, and could not run away. What should we do?

I can only vote.

There is no second way to go.

So the soldiers threw down their weapons and raised their hands to surrender. Under the command of the yellow clothes, the mob did not kill prisoners.

The Japanese are not fools. They know that killing prisoners now will only make the army in the encirclement fight to trap beasts, increasing the difficulty of encirclement and suppression.

Since this is the case, it is better to let go first. It can not only disrupt the enemy's morale, but also gather a group of professional soldiers for their own use.

Before, Hirozo Ando and others, who were watching the battle, saw the opportunity to show up, chatted with the prisoners kindly, and promoted the ideas of the Imperial Taoist School.

"Yaxi~"

On the roof, Prince Yongren put down the telescope in his hand and sighed with emotion: "I didn't expect that the people were so combative.

Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty once said that water can carry boats and can also overturn boats. I have seen it today and will definitely treat the people and the people well in the future."

This man was a little proud, as if he had forgotten that there were thousands of enemy troops in the palace, and his number one enemy Showa did not surrender.

If the other party comes to reinforcements and the outcome is unpredictable with internal and external cooperation, it is extremely stupid to start to fantasize about what will happen in the future.

"Your Highness is wise."

Zuo Chong sniffed, smiled at the smell of blood in the air, and made suggestions while flattering Yongren.

"Your Highness, the next step can be started. We cannot give the fake emperor a chance to breathe. We must make a big spurt into the palace and kill the traitors.

I think the first wave of attack should be handed over to the people, with the purpose of consuming the opponent's ammunition and killing the enemy as much as possible to have vitality.

There is no shortage of food and fresh water in the palace, but what is lacking is medicines and weapons and equipment. We can limit our strength to the pseudo-Emperor.

After the people consumed, the rebel army would organize elite commandos to attack Huanglong to capture the fake emperor. Next, you should consider the year name."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Yong Ren laughed when he heard this, grabbed Zuo Chong's hand and said seriously: "I can get what I want, it depends on your proper efforts.

If Yongren can ascend to the throne, he will be given a high position. At that time, you and I will work together to achieve a good story of the relationship between the king and the minister.

This means that heaven and earth can be seen. If you regret it, the heaven will abandon it. If you don’t let me down, I will not let you down. If you want to win the year name, you will get the name of the broader one. How about it?”

The bend was too fast, and Zuo Chong almost didn't react. He was stunned for a while and nodded quickly: "Your Highness is well-versed in history, and I am ashamed of myself.

It is widely derived from the Chinese Book of Songs. It has the meaning of the bright moon shining and strong constitution, which means that our great Japanese empire will be invincible in the world."

"Yoxi, it's still the sir who understands me."

Yong Ren was very satisfied, so he covered his mouth and yawned. Since the mutiny, he has not closed his eyes for many hours.

I didn't feel sleepy before, but the overall situation was settled. I felt exhausted all over when I relaxed, and I wished I could fall back and sleep.

"Your Highness."

Zuo Chong bowed respectfully and whispered: "Your Holy Body is important, so why not go to the fireplace to take a nap. I will call you when the palace is broken."

"Okay, thank you sir." Yong Ren was really tired. He stopped talking and walked down the roof of the hotel and came to a room.

Zuo Chong personally put a few sofas into a small bed, found a few more bedding, and finally burned the fireplace, then left.

"Your Highness is afraid of the cold, please pay attention to adding firewood."

Before leaving, he gave a message to the guard outside the door, confirming that the other party would add Chai once every half an hour before stepping out of the Shanwang Hotel building.

Looking at the gloomy sky, he raised his hand and looked at the time on his watch, pondered for a moment and walked towards Ando Hirosa and his group.

At the same time, a green test tube was placed upside down in a hidden corner, and the wax seal at the seal melted little by little and dripped slowly.

"Ka...Ka...Ka..."

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I am about to end the quarantine and go home~ The plot of Tokyo is about to end, and there are several chapters in the middle that enter the War of Resistance.
Chapter completed!