Since the Meiji Restoration, the Japanese have celebrated the 1st of January.
Zhou Weiguo thought about it, the current situation of the Japanese is really not very good, and the three eastern provinces can be said to have become the largest material supply base for the Japanese.
But if you want to have an in-depth understanding of the Kwantung Army in the three eastern provinces and the situation of the puppet Manchurians, this New Year's celebration may be a good opportunity.
Similar to later generations, every year and year, there must always be a summary.
When the whole venue was almost full, the sound of communication gradually became quieter, and a large man wearing a Japanese military uniform was testing the microphone with a sense of age on the stage.
The lights in the venue and the back row are also much darker.
"Alright, everyone, please be quiet."
On the stage, the sound came from the microphone, and the audience was instantly quiet, and any small sound began to disappear.
"Next, the Manchukuo New Year celebration is about to begin."
Osa spoke in Japanese, and at the same time, there was a simultaneous translator next to him.
Zhou Weiguo touched his chin and watched the people on the stage perform, feeling that this was very close to the various celebrations in later generations.
"First of all, we invite our Emperor Majesty of Manchukuo to come to the stage to speak, everyone is welcome."
So, the applause was overwhelming.
As the emperor of Manchukuo, Pu Yi still had to keep a smile, and began to walk on the stage under the guidance of the soldiers, standing in front of the microphone with a serious face, "First of all, thank you very much for participating in my Manchukuo New Year celebration in your busy schedule. ” "Manchukuo has been a state for more than 10 years since it was founded 10 years ago."
"In the past ten years, Manchukuo will be very grateful to the Japanese Empire for its help and support to us."
"It can allow me to continue the Manchukuo Zuo."
Zhou Weiguo sighed, this Pu Yi, the surface work is still good, and he is thanking Japan for its help to Manchuria throughout, but in fact, in his heart, he has long complained and doesn't know what it looks like.
Shaking his head slightly, he saw Pu Yi go down, and then the host asked the commander of the Kwantung Army, General Umezu Mijiro to give a speech on the stage, so after experiencing applause again, Zhou Weiguo really saw the Japanese commander, a little thin, and it looked a little elegant, if you take off that military uniform, there is no difference between ordinary Chinese people.
Thinking that in the end, Umezu Mijiro died of cancer a few years later, Zhou Weiguo comforted a lot, this does not need him to sanction at all, cancer is the most terrible way to die in the world.
Weight loss, pain, and great psychological stress as well as pain.
Umezu Mijiro pressed his hands down, and the applause gradually subsided.
Zhou Weiguo's brows furrowed slightly, looking at Umezu Mijiro, it seems that Umezu Mijiro's prestige cannot be faked, but he is very loved by the officers and soldiers of the Kwantung Army.
"Ladies and gentlemen."
Umezu Yoshijiro spoke Japanese, "It's an honor to invite you to this New Year's celebration in Manchukuo. ” "As His Majesty the Emperor said, Manchukuo has been going through ten years, and it is inseparable from your joint efforts."
"For ten years, we have paved roads all over Manchukuo" "The railway, which has also added more than 3,000 kilometers, has basically realized the transportation between villages and villages."
"So, thank you" "Last year, this year, Manchukuo was dealt a heavy blow, losing the defense line around Chengde, and the iron hooves of China came to the city and sacrificed tens of thousands."
Zhou Weiguo listened to Umezu Mijiro's words, touched his chin, the construction of more than 3,000 kilometers of railways has been added in the past ten years, which is indeed very remarkable, but before 918, the railways in the Northeast were already very developed, and it was also the result of Zhang Zuolin's efforts, reaching more than 7,000 kilometers, but they all made wedding dresses for the Japanese.
It wasn't until he heard Umezu Mijiro talk about this year's steel production that Zhou Weiguo frowned.
Because this steel is China's resource.
The Japanese, on the other hand, regard these resources as their own.
Hooked the corners of his mouth, Zhou Weiguo took out a grenade, pulled off the lead, threw it forward thirty meters, and slashed through the air, the speed was very fast, almost no one noticed, plus Zhou Weiguo, they were the last row.
The area of about 30 meters is the place where Japanese officers are most concentrated.
"Boom" There was an explosion, a burst of smoke and fire, followed by screams.
Umezu Mijiro, who was giving a speech on the stage, was stunned, how could he be so decent, and suddenly there was an explosion, you know, this grenade exploded in a crowded place, and the damage was not low.
"Everyone, don't move," Umezu Mijiro shouted through the microphone, "Guards" Miyazo Kazuki patted the ashes on his body and the broken limbs, his ears were still a little buzzing, looking at the blood on his body, his brows furrowed, and he looked at a companion next to him who was already dead and could no longer die, his face was extremely ugly.
He almost went to see Amaterasu Japanese soldiers with guns soon entered the venue And Lin Xian, sitting at the back of the place, saw the explosion, and the whole person was not good He is one of the people in charge of the security of the venue Now that such an incident has happened, in front of the public, a Japanese officer has been killed Soon, the entire venue was surrounded by Japanese soldiers.
Lian Ziwen was stunned, and looked at Zhou Weiguo, Gao, there are so many people, no one noticed the grenade falling from the sky at the beginning, how can this be checked It is impossible to lock everyone in Moreover, if something like this happens, this New Year's celebration will not be opened As a few people in the last row, even the old man sat peacefully, he didn't expect Zhou Weihui to be so bold, but since the matter has happened, there is nothing to say.
Zhou Weiguo put his hands in his sleeves, and sat quietly, looking like he was fine, and even had the idea of going up to see the excitement.
Umezu Mijiro's face was pale, this New Year's celebration, they can be said to have put a lot of thought into it, and now there is such a thing, and it is lost, but it is the face of their Kwantung Army "If you can save it, rescue it first" Miyazo Kazuki commanded the Japanese soldiers next to him, "Quick" "Hi" Umezu Mijiro had already stepped down from the stage, looking at the scene, looking at Miyazo Kazuki, "Miyazo-kun, have you seen anything suspicious?"
"I'm sorry, Your Excellency Commander, I was paying attention to your speech and didn't notice," Miyakura Kazuki exhaled.
"What about you," Umezu Mijiro continued to ask the person next to him.
"Your Excellency Commander, the grenade seems to have fallen from the sky" "Of course Yaga fell from above, do you want it to roll over from the ground" Umezu Mijiro was furious and scolded, "Stupid get out of the way" The man didn't please him, and walked to the side in a gloomy manner, not daring to speak again.
Umezu Mijiro walked to the middle of the scene, looked at the corpse on the ground, blood, and his face was extremely ugly, "Everyone closed me for interrogation":