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"On November 7, after two days of fierce fighting, with the rise of a five-color national flag on the coastline of Arashiyama, the Second Army of the Imperial Japanese Army no longer exists. From this day on, through the brave battles of the soldiers, we can responsibly tell any country in the world that is bullied by others no longer exists.

From this day on, we Chinese will stand upright in the East, and we will have friendly contacts with every country that is willing to be equal to me. But at the same time, we will also use a new posture to explain to those countries that are unwilling to be equal to me. But once bullying is applied, we will choose to use force to defend our own interests without hesitation.

Here we need to remind everyone that whether it is Chinese or foreigners, China's interests require Chinese swords to defend themselves!"

"Ta Kung Pao" November 7, 3rd year of the Republic of China "Change"

On the morning of November 7, as the sound of guns was getting closer and worse, and bad news came, in the underground bunker that might have been transformed by two large caliber naval shells, Damasadao sent a telegram of incoherent language to the Deputy Chief of the Army through the radio station taken from the merchant ship. This lengthy telegram silently proved that it might be his last telegram.

"... Our army is doing everything we can to destroy the enemy. However, before landing, because of the bombing of the Chinese planes, we not only lost the fleet, but also lost almost all the artillery, two-thirds of the light weapons, and one-third of the soldiers in the bombing.

We may have some difficulties in the future. Since our headquarters and communication center have been exposed to the enemy's front line, our connection with Tokyo may be cut off. Of course, there are some strongholds that can last for a few days and fight delayed wars. Even if these strongholds are destroyed, we hope that those who survive will continue to fight to the end... We are indeed deeply regretful of not being able to successfully complete the task. I believe that if we received sufficient intelligence before the war, perhaps such a crushing defeat could be avoided... I am very sorry, because I can imagine what kind of humiliation the empire will suffer due to our incompetence. However, what I can talk about is that my subordinates and soldiers fought against the enemy who had overwhelming advantage in military strength and weapons. After being bombarded with indescribable bombardment, they still launched a deadly assault on the Chinese army with bare hands or wooden sticks, even though they died without complaints."

In the telegram of Nao Naodao, he used extremely negative emotions to describe the courage and sacrifice of the army soldiers, and of course he was inevitably mentioned his regret.

"Although the death of the humble official is approaching, we calmly pray to God to bless the future of the motherland. As the situation of war may undergo tremendous changes and radio communications may be cut off, I am now willing to pay tribute to the superiors and colleagues. I have not been able to fight back against the enemy enough to suffer a crushing defeat. This is by no means the army soldiers cannot sacrifice their lives bravely, but because of the exhaustion of ammunition and food. For more than ten days, the army soldiers have hardly received any food. They only fight against hunger with will, and only fight against the bombing and intensive artillery of the Chinese army with their flesh and blood."

Every few words, he would reiterate the bravery of the army soldiers. Dafa Shangdao knew that only in this way can the reputation of the army be restored. The army can fail, but it must fail like a warrior. In that case, the people can accept their failure.

"...I am sure this is just a setback that Japan has suffered in the course of history. My soul and the loyal souls of the Second Army soldiers will always attack the enemy and protect the Japanese Empire forever... Please pay attention to the battle reports and opinions I sent with telegrams. If the telegrams help revise future tactics and training plans, luckily..."

He mentioned aircraft, machine guns, mortars, and almost every weapon. He described the power and characteristics of those weapons in detail, and he emphasized the aircraft and "a new type of incendiary bomb". In short, in Damasatsu, this failure was entirely caused by aircraft. Without the appearance of aircraft, the navy's fleet would not have been sunk, and the Second Army would not have lost a large number of soldiers and almost all artillery in the bombing. In short, in Damasatsu's suggestion, the aircraft was constantly mentioned.

"...If the Chinese army's air threat cannot be resolved in one day, then for the benefit of Japan, our country should negotiate with China to end the conflict. Finally, I would like to express my gratitude to the superiors and colleagues for the friendly assistance given by the school as a student. I would also like to say that until the last moment of the Navy's withdrawal, we cooperated well with the Navy. The Navy has indeed done their best, but they have no planes.

goodbye

Commander of the Second Army, Damashangdao”

The Japanese resistance was completely beyond everyone's imagination, but the various Japanese troops were not very coordinated. Because of insufficient weapons, they used desperate tactics when counterattacking; volunteers tied the ** on their backs, then rushed towards the crowd, and then detonated the ***.

More Japanese soldiers, who were almost bare-handed, hid on the road passed by the Chinese army, and then launched a meat-bounce counterattack at close range, and finally mostly died tragically. Compared with counterattack in the early morning and during the day, such counterattack was almost equivalent to death. For the offensive troops, they often only need to concentrate firepower to easily "slaughter" those unarmed enemies. After losing the reserve team, the second army, which was only tens of thousands of unarmed soldiers, was no longer able to stop their attack. This was just the last desperate struggle of the trapped beast.

Blood, a piece of bloody red blood, surged out from Damasato's abdomen. Looking at Damasato's suicide by committing suicide by separatism, Akishi Tomiro's entire body fell into silence. Now, after Commander Damasato's apology, he is the supreme commander of the Second Army, but what's the use?

The defeat can no longer be changed!

Standing on the earth staircase leading to the ground in the underground bunker, Akashi Motojiro was silent, saying goodbye to the officers who bowed to him and then walked out of the bunker with a saber. Now he was thinking about a question in his heart, whether to surrender or...

Just as he was thinking constantly in his mind, a voice suddenly woke him up. He looked out and saw a steel helmet of a military army. The steel helmet was almost the image of the Chinese team. It had been engraved in their minds for a while.

Akashi Motojiro, who had no answer, looked at the steel helmet helplessly. It was so close that it was only one hundred meters at most.

"Oh, let's take death as liberation!"

Death is the easiest way to solve all problems. When he dies, he no longer needs to consider the fate of other people, and his responsibilities are completed. More importantly, he no longer needs to bear the shame of surrender.

Just as he pulled out his pistol, the steel helmet in his sight disappeared. The owner of the steel helmet lay down and was only a few dozen meters away. Then a black dot shook from the man's lying down. He heard a hissing sound, and a smoke-burning grenade fell into the earth ladder and rolled all the way to the underground bunker.

Someone jumped over and covered the grenade with a blanket, and then the grenade exploded. The grenade exploded upwards, no one was injured, at least no one was seriously injured. However, Akashi Tsujiro, who was a little dizzy in his mind, began to notice that the steel helmet was moving again. He seemed to be carrying a canvas bag in his hand, and then he suddenly threw the canvas bag over more than ten meters away from the cover. The canvas bag was obviously a grenade, and more than one, accompanied by a hissing and a stream of white smoke.

Just as the grenade was thrown over, Akashi Tsujiro, who knew he would die, said to himself, "Long live His Majesty Emperor!" The shadow of his wife and son appeared in his mind, and even the figure of his long-dead mother appeared.

"I'm ready..."

At the moment of the explosion, Akashi Motojiro felt that his body seemed to be crushed by some supernatural force. He heard himself shouting "Ah!"

After the explosion, in the thick smoke, Akashi Motojiro, who was knocked out of the stairs by the bomb, was lying on the ground. His head was bleeding, and he was lying in a pool of blood, and he moaned. He barely opened his eyes, as if he was still dead, which made him regret it, but he had no strength to commit suicide.

At this time, a figure blocked the hazy light, and he vaguely saw a Chinese soldier wearing a steel helmet leaning over to look at him.

"He's a lieutenant general!"

"I'm still angry!"

"Hurry up, call me a medical soldier, let's catch a lieutenant general!"

In the haze, Akishi Motojiro vaguely saw the surroundings of excited Chinese soldiers. Obviously, they were excited to capture a lieutenant general and prisoner. Then someone seemed to be fumbled on him. A sharp pain came from his body, as if the Chinese soldier was dealing with the wound.

"Kill me..."

Akishi Motojiro struggled hard and must not let the Chinese capture a lieutenant general!

But his limbs were restrained by others, and the Chinese soldiers obviously would not let go of such a big fish.

This scene was just an episode on the battlefield. At this time, the first army officers and soldiers who had attacked the coast had completed their final attack on the Japanese army, compressing the remaining Japanese army on two narrow and long beaches without any cover.

"Surrender!"

After hearing the gunshots from outside the tent and looking at the soldiers in the field hospital who were struggling to go out to fight the Chinese army, Nishize threw down his bloody leggings in despair. In his opinion, the war to this extent should have been surrendered long ago.

As soon as he said that, he immediately encountered cold eyes from the surroundings.

"You are not a soldier!"

"Soldiers, it's not for everyone to die in vain!"

Faced with the questioning of an officer, Nishize roared and walked out of the tent. At this time, outside the military hospital, thousands of bare-handed soldiers were crowded with bare hands, and in front of them were the Chinese people with machine guns and rifles. For the first time, Nishize turned the title of this country into "China" in his heart, rather than calling it "China" contemptuously.

At this time, those middle-aged and middle-aged people obviously had no intention of launching another attack, or for them, there was no need to attack at all, and everything was over. As long as they were willing, they just needed to set up heavy machine guns and then shoot at the beach to complete their mission.

But, they seem to have no intention of doing so.

However, accordingly, there seems to be no persuasion to surrender. It seems that persuasion to surrender is unfamiliar to the Chinese team. Indeed, persuasion to surrender is indeed very unfamiliar to the Chinese team. In fact, in the past few decades, in foreign wars, they have often been the defeated side, not the winning side.

In fact, the fact is definitely not what Nishize imagined, "the Chinese team will not persuade the surrender" or "the persuasion is not familiar with the surrender". In fact, for any winner, persuading surrender is just a gesture to show its advantage. At this time, the reason why the offensive troops stopped moving is very simple, just because the top leaders in the rear were hesitating whether to increase the captives as much as possible or completely eliminate the army.

"All annihilate! Completely annihilate them!"

Through the phone, Xu Shuzheng felt excited and made his suggestion to Li Zicheng. In his opinion, annihilation of a Japanese army could undoubtedly further establish China's military power.

"Now, China's military authority has been established. For the Japanese army, the results are the same, which means that the Second Army was completely annihilated by our army in terms of sequence. Brother Zheng, we must consider other issues!"

Holding the phone, Li Zicheng persuaded with great thought.

Avoiding the complete annihilation of the Japanese army is to prepare for the upcoming negotiations in the capital. The complete annihilation of the Second Army on the negotiation table is far less than the tens of thousands of prisoners of war in hand. More importantly, psychologically dismantling the so-called "not fighting to the death for the prisoners of life."

"negotiation?"

"It's not just negotiation, we have to consider the future!"

In Li Zicheng's view, the future is what he needs to consider.

"Brother Youzheng, this war has not solved many problems, such as the South Manchuria issue, Brother Youzheng, if Japan refuses to return Kanto Prefecture in nine years, then we are likely to have to fight a war with them. At that time, the seeds of the alive prisoners planted today will grow into big trees in the sky. Today we will capture 10,000 people. When we release tomorrow, the Japanese in nine years will remember that 10,000 Japanese troops collectively surrendered today. Once anything begins, it will be difficult to take back!"

When Li Zicheng said this, he really struggled for a long time. After all, deep in his heart, there was a voice shouting "Kill them" and "Kill them", and there was also a voice shouting "Capture them, capture them".

Now, nearly 4,000 Japanese army and naval officers and soldiers captured from the coast of Lianyungang have been detained in the prisoner-of-war camp in Lianyungang. If tens of thousands of people are captured here, tens of thousands of prisoners will be captured, which equals one-fifth of the Japanese army will be captured. This fact will be severely thrown on the face of the Japanese.

Among these prisoners, there are many reporters from various Japanese newspapers. They will record everything in the prisoner-of-war camp. In the end, through their pens, prisoner-of-war camps and prisoners of war will be presented to the Japanese. Whether they feel ashamed or painful, the Japanese political affairs can no longer deny the fact that a large number of soldiers were captured and a large number of soldiers surrendered on the battlefield.

Silently, Xu Shuzheng hesitated and said on the phone after thinking for a few minutes.

"Give them half an hour, and if they don't surrender voluntarily within half an hour, the troops will attack!"

Finally, with the arrival of several cars, the heavy machine guns that had been lagging behind arrived. The machine gunners who operated the heavy machine guns quickly lifted the heavy machine guns from the trucks. Once the machine gun was set up, they aimed the gun at the Japanese army on the coast that was squeezed to be long and narrow without a trace of concealment. In the rear, the mortars also began to adjust the firing angle, and everyone was preparing for the final attack. In fact, this final attack was simply a massacre.

Ishihara Kaner, who was leaning on a wooden stick, looked at the Chinese soldiers who were preparing for attack a hundred meters away, and shouted loudly to the surroundings.

"If you have guns, you will immediately concentrate on the front line. We must defend the honor of the Japanese soldiers!"

honor!

Damn honor!

Listening to the shouts of the officer with bloody leggings tied to his head, arms, and legs, Xize cursed in his heart. He squeezed forward. There were many people around the military hospital. He held a white shirt in his hand. After squeezing out of the crowd, he tied the white shirt to a thin wooden stick regardless of the surprise eyes around him, and then turned to look at the soldiers with bare hands.

"Okay, officers can die for their honor, but look at you, if you still have guns in your hands, if we still have the power of a battle, then fight, die like soldiers!"

When Xize spoke, his face was full of grief and anger. His anger was no longer directed at the Chinese, but officers who did not regard the lives of soldiers as their lives.

"But look at you, what are you in your hands? For their reputation, those superiors have made you rush forward naked. Who can tell me that in this way, we can win and defeat the Chinese? Well, I've had enough, I will surrender. There are thousands of wounded soldiers here that need medicine and food. I will convince the Chinese. If you are willing to surrender, surrender. If you are willing to surrender, you should surrender. If you don't want to surrender, please commit suicide like a samurai! Don't waste other people's lives!"

After saying that, he held up the white flag in his hand and walked forward, leaving behind thousands of officers and soldiers with a confused expression behind him. Ishihara Kaner looked at his background and couldn't speak for a long time.

At this moment, an officer walked out and shouted a command.

"Third team, line up!"

Then several officers walked out and gathered their subordinates with their commands. When they gathered their subordinates, they did not notice that in the distance, several cameras truthfully recorded everything on the battlefield and recorded how the defeated soldiers carried out their final gathering.

"Don't shoot, I'm a military doctor. Now, I surrender to you. There are still many wounded soldiers in the hospital. They need medicines, food..."

Shaking the white flag, Xize shouted loudly as he walked, while the camera's camera was aimed at him and the man holding the white flag.

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Chapter completed!