Okamura Neiji and Doihara Kenji issued a series of orders to resolutely attack Harbin.
On the highway, more than 8,000 surviving Japanese soldiers gathered urgently.
Their faces were livid, their breathing was rapid, and some still had vomit left on their mouths.
In fact, none of them wanted to attack Harbin.
Their eyes couldn't help but look at the wounded soldiers next to them, with fearful expressions on their faces.
The wounded soldiers were howling, and the medical soldiers tried their best to save them, but there was a serious shortage of manpower.
There are too many wounds, and the time required for military doctors to treat them is several times or even ten times longer than usual.
Every time the wound was cut and a grain of sand was picked out, the wounded man was in agony and howling incessantly.
The most miserable thing was the artillerymen, most of them died, and the remaining wounded soldiers howled in the most terrifying way.
Because they were at the center of the explosion and suffered greatly, each of them had at least a dozen grains of sand on their bodies, penetrating into the deepest parts of their soft tissues.
Among the assembled teams, there was a "warrior" named Masao Kotani.
He was a private, the lowest rank among Japanese military ranks.
Looking at the miserable wounded soldiers, especially some of them covering their crotches and wailing, he felt even more chilled and couldn't help but think: Why are we fighting this battle, and what are the benefits?
As soon as this thought occurred, he was startled and kept blaming himself: Masao, Masao, what's wrong with you?
He has been a soldier for five years.
Every day, his assistant officer said that he was loyal to the emperor and was not allowed to have any doubts about the emperor.
If you die in battle, go back to Yasukuni Shrine and be worshiped forever.
At this time, a wounded soldier rolled to the front of the team and howled sadly: "Zhengxiong, kill me, kill me, help me, kill me."
Masao Kotani took a look and found that the wounded soldier was in such miserable condition.
One eye was blind, two legs were missing, and his crotch was a mess.
It was really scary and he probably wouldn't survive for a few hours.
The wounded soldier begged sternly: "Zhengxiong, help me, kill me, kill me."
Everyone understood that killing the wounded soldier really helped him.
Masao Kotani gritted his teeth, raised his gun, pointed it at the opponent's head, and was about to shoot.
Suddenly, seven or eight gunshots rang out.
Kotani Masao was extremely surprised.
He looked around and found that the eight soldiers were also looking at each other in surprise.
He suddenly understood that these people were also called "Zhengxiong".
The wounded soldier was shot eight times and suffered severe convulsions.
The "honest men" who fired saw the wounded soldiers twitching and convulsing.
They were deeply touched, their eyes changed, and something in their souls changed.
Masao Kotani felt sad, as if he saw that his end was similar to that of a wounded soldier, and the thought came up again: Why are you fighting, and what benefits does this war have for you?
Someone was humming in a low voice: "When white powder floats in the sky, the gates of hell open."
Some "warriors" echoed in a low voice: "When the devil lights the magic powder, the sky and the earth become pale, and the warriors turn into candles."
Masao Kotani couldn't help but sing: "Yasukuni Shrine, crush it with my soul."
"Pa" Masao Kotani received a severe slap in the face.
He was furious, looked up suddenly, and found a general glaring at him angrily.
What, the general hit me?
"Hi" Masao Kotani quickly stood at attention, lowered his head, and bowed The person who came was Okamura Neiji.
He shouted angrily: "Ba Ge Ya Lu, what kind of song are you singing?
Can you sing it?"
Masao Kotani did not dare to speak out, nor was he qualified to speak out.
Okamura Neiji coughed violently several times and shouted: "Imperial warriors, never give up, as long as you have a breath, always charge to answer me, do you understand?"
All the Japanese soldiers shouted: "I understand, I understand."
Okamura Neiji was very satisfied and said loudly: "Just now, the despicable enemies, like mice, attacked us.
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They are not warriors, they are cowards, they are cowards.
Now, they run back to Harbin.
Warriors, tell General, do you want to take revenge?"
All the Japanese soldiers shouted: "Revenge, revenge" Neji Okamura said loudly: "Okay, okay, very good, you are worthy of being a soldier of the empire.
Now, I, the general, give orders to attack Harbin City, attack, attack."
All the Japanese soldiers shouted: "Attack, attack" Kotani Masao suddenly felt panicked.
He felt that attacking Harbin was not a good idea.
Okamura Neji was very satisfied, drew his command sword, and was about to give the final order.
Suddenly, a voice suddenly sounded: "General, can I ask you a question?"
Masao Kotani was very surprised: Who dares to ask the general questions at this time?
He turned around and remembered that this man was also called "Zheng Xiong", one of the men who had just shot at the wounded soldier, a private.
Okamura Neji was very surprised.
He stared at the other party sinisterly and said coldly: "What do you want to ask?"
This Masahiro seemed to be willing to take the risk and said: "General, we really want to know, will there be landmines?
The kind of landmines that carry countless grains of sand, and the mine belts are three thousand meters long."
Another "Zhengxiong" raised his hand: "How did this kind of landmine detonate?
Why can't we see the person who detonated it?
No one."
The third "Zhengxiong" was brave and simply stood out of the queue: "If the opponent still has this kind of mine, it is still three thousand meters, what should we do?"
The fourth "Zhengxiong" was the bravest.
He took three steps forward and asked loudly: "General, what if the Headshot Ghost King really uses magic powder?"
Okamura Neji had never encountered anything like this.
These privates asked him in name, but actually accused him of poor command, which led to the tragic death of three thousand imperial warriors.
The questions about these four "good men" are what all soldiers want to know.
Failure to answer will definitely affect morale and show that he regards the soldiers' orders as trivial.
Although this is true, it must not be said.
The answer is necessary, but how to answer it?
It is said that the mine's hair rope is five thousand meters long, but who can pull the hair rope five thousand meters away?
Is it magic?
Is it magic?
He said that "magic powder" is just flour, won't it explode?
But, can he guarantee it?
Even he himself was burned to pieces, and the "black coal" in Hangzhou Bay still seemed to be wailing.
Anyone can say that "magic powder" will not explode But he can't Okamura Neji coughed violently.
He had an idea and continued coughing to cover up and buy time to think about it.
Masao Kotani was inspired and became bolder.
He was about to take three steps forward and express his opinion: We cannot attack until the mines and magic powder are removed.
At this time, the voice of Kenji Doihara came: "Warriors of the Empire, are you afraid?
Are you a coward?
Are you a warrior?
Are you loyal to the emperor, or are you surrendering to the enemy?
Answer me, answer me."
This series of questions struck a vital chord in the brainwashed Japanese soldiers.
Except for the "massive men", everyone else chanted: "Loyalty to the Emperor, onboard, onboard" Kenji Doihara and Neji Okamura looked at each other, pulled out their pistols at the same time, and fired at the "masas".
The four "righteous men" were shot, fell down screaming, and died of convulsions.
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Masao Kotani was shocked and stood up straight in a hurry, but a feeling of resentment was buried in his heart: If the general treats us as human beings, we will treat him as a dog.
Okamura Neji shouted: "Those who disturb the morale of the army will be killed without mercy."
Kenji Doihara said coldly: "These cowards are not worthy of entering the Yasukuni Shrine after death.
Moreover, their families will be affected and will live in shame forever, and they will never be able to hold their heads up."
Masao Kotani looked at the corpses of "Masao" and his eyes turned red.
A voice sounded in the soul: You gave everything for the empire, and you were executed just for raising your opinion.
Is it fair that my family will have to be implicated and have to keep their heads down forever and live in humiliation?
Is this fair?