"Blind obedience."
Zuo Zhong on the roof of the Sanwang Hotel whispered two words, and the people below broke through the military blockade like crazy.
Among them are newly graduated students, factory workers, idle ronin, and even gray-haired old people.
The difference is identity, but the same is poverty. Under the oppression of the chaebol, the hidden contradictions in Japanese society finally broke out at this moment.
Upon seeing this, the Guards Division and Navy soldiers immediately rushed forward and struggled with the yellow-clothed and rioters. The scene was spectacular.
Brawls involving hundreds or even thousands of people were indeed rare, but the soldiers were either unarmed or had their weapons slung behind their backs.
The conflict cannot be intensified any more. If military personnel kill or injure ordinary people again, Tokyo today will completely turn into a battlefield.
"Baga, why did you shoot?"
Gangcun in the rear grabbed the navy lieutenant by his collar and roared. If they were from the same military branch, he really wanted to shoot this stupid guy to death.
This was originally a "peaceful" march, but once the other side shot it, its nature changed dramatically, which played into the rebels' ambitions.
He had to suspect that this person had something to do with the enemy. After thinking about it again and again, he asked someone to detain him and prepare to hand him over to the navy.
The differences between the land and sea have been around for a long time, and now the situation is critical. They must remain united, otherwise they will have no chance of winning against the rebels.
Gangcun's choice was not wrong, but without the threat of lethal force, many mobs became more bold in their actions, and the army gradually became exhausted.
"Violence."
The smiling Zuo Zhong spoke again, but before he finished speaking, the fight downstairs became more intense, with punches, kicks, and bites, and it was extremely bloody.
A staggering old man in the crowd fell to the ground crookedly. The naval soldier opposite didn't care and continued to move forward.
There is only life and death on the battlefield, and there is no difference in age. It is impossible for him to ignore his superior mission and save an unknown enemy.
Suddenly, the seemingly comatose old man suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes full of cunning, and at the same time he took out the military thorn in his hand and lifted it up.
The naval soldier felt a coldness in his crotch, and in an instant he lost all his strength, and his body hit the ground with a muffled sound.
At the last moment of his life, he tried to open his eyes wide and try to see the murderer clearly, but he only saw an old figure from behind.
Everyone nearby was working hard, and no one noticed this scene. Men, women, adults, and teenagers had become a mess.
The old man who succeeded in the sneak attack smiled and felt extremely proud. With this skill, he killed many Chinese in Goryeo.
Now it was no problem to deal with these young juniors. He took a breath and found a target again.
Unfortunately, the old man was wrong this time. After he fell to the ground, the soldiers in army uniforms gave him a bayonet without even looking.
This is all muscle memory. There is a requirement in the Japanese army drill that soldiers must be sure that the enemy is completely dead when clearing the battlefield.
Seeing the bayonet piercing the human body, the army soldier reacted, quickly looked around, and then pretended to leave as if nothing had happened.
"No...it shouldn't be like this."
The old man did not believe that he would die like this until his death. While muttering to himself, he was kicked in the head again and truly fell into a coma.
The mob and the army came and went, and countless people stepped on his body. Before long, there was a puddle of flesh at the entrance of the palace.
There were more than one such incident. People or soldiers continued to lose their lives on the spot. The two sides exchanged real fire, and the situation began to get out of control.
Sporadic gunshots kept ringing out, and when faced with life-threatening danger, professional soldiers didn't care about any bullshit orders; their own lives were the most important thing.
Not to be outdone, the people in yellow clothes who had been fanning the flames also took out rifles and hand grenades and distributed them wildly. Now it became lively.
Although the army is powerful, the mob is no less generous. Many of them are soldiers in the countryside and have experienced actual combat and are quite capable of fighting.
With the same weapons, the same formation, and the same password, the Japanese started a fight in front of their palace.
"Da da da da..."
During the fight, I don't know which side pulled out a Taisho 11-year-old machine gun. The dazzling flames swept through the crowd, and corpses were everywhere.
This seemed to be the beginning, and soon all kinds of heavy firepower equipment appeared one by one. The two sides were fighting happily, and the fight turned into a war.
The Guards Division and the Navy gradually took advantage of the number of machine guns. After all, the mob was not an active soldier and was slowly defeated.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the people in yellow clothes looked at each other and felt that there was no need to pretend anymore, so they immediately pushed a 92 infantry cannon.
This is the cutting-edge equipment of the Japanese army. It was put into production in the early 1930s and has just been installed. It has only been a year or two since the First Division received this gun.
As members of the Emperor's Corruption Force, their mission is to provoke conflicts and provide fire support to the people. Now is the time.
"Load~"
One of them in yellow clothes shouted for someone to load a 70mm anti-personnel grenade into the barrel of the gun, and quickly turned his right hand to close the threaded gun breech.
After the preparations for the bombardment were completed, the man stared at the palace gate and defenses a few hundred meters away and pulled the match without hesitation.
At such a close distance, there is no need to adjust the pitch angle too much. Just aim and fire. After a loud bang, a flash of fire flashed from the muzzle.
The Type 92 infantry gun's bullet speed was 198 meters per second. It took only two seconds for the shell to fly across the battlefield and hit a pile of sandbags.
The fuse on the top of the shell instantly activated and detonated the 1.05 kilograms of dangerous goods inside, generating a high temperature of several thousand degrees Celsius.
"boom!"
A wave of air was generated at the explosion site and swept in all directions, and the shrapnel mixed with it turned everything in front of it into flying ash.
The sudden bombardment knocked away the courage of the Guards Division and the Navy to resist, and some people secretly ran towards the palace behind them.
They have undergone rigorous training, but using their flesh and blood to block cannonballs is what fools do, and besides, this is a royal civil war.
No matter who wins or loses, the empire will still be led by the descendants of Amaterasu, who are descendants of the eternal lineage, and there is no need to make such a clear distinction.
"Stop! Stop."
Only Gangcun looked ferocious and raised his pistol high to order the defeated troops not to retreat. However, he was carried into the palace gate by the surging crowd.
Then, without waiting for him to give orders, the soldiers who came in first ignored the pleading of their colleagues and forcibly closed the heavy iron-clad wooden door.
Having lost their outer positions, the solid palace city became their last hope. Without large-caliber artillery, the rebels could not capture this place.
When King Qin's troops from various places arrive, those present may have a glimmer of hope, otherwise they can just wash their necks and wait for Yong Ren to be reckoned with.
The problem is that they are safe, and the officers and soldiers who have been turned away are dumbfounded, unable to fight and run, what should they do?
I can only vote.
There is no second way to go.
So the soldiers dropped their weapons one after another and raised their hands to signal surrender. The mob, under the command of the yellow clothes, did not kill any prisoners.
The Japanese are not fools. They know that killing prisoners now will only make the troops in the encirclement fight against each other and make the encirclement and suppression more difficult.
In this case, it is better to let it go first. Not only can it disturb the enemy's military morale, but it can also recruit a group of professional soldiers for one's own use.
Ando Teruzo and others who had been watching the battle saw the opportunity to show up, chatted amiably with the prisoners, and promoted the ideas of the Imperial Way Sect.
"吆西~"
On the roof of the building, Prince Yongren put down the telescope in his hand and said with emotion: "I didn't expect that the citizens would be so effective in fighting.
Taizong of the Tang Dynasty once said that water can carry a boat and also capsize it. I have seen this today, and I will definitely treat the people and citizens well in the future. "
This person was a little carried away and seemed to have forgotten that there were thousands of enemy troops in the palace, and the number one enemy, Showa, was not captured without mercy.
If reinforcements arrive from the other side, the outcome will be unpredictable due to internal and external cooperation. It is really stupid to start imagining what the future will be like.
"Your Highness is wise."
Zuo Zhong sniffed, smelled the smell of blood in the air and smiled, flattering Yong Ren while making suggestions.
"Your Highness, the next step can begin. We cannot give the false emperor a chance to breathe. We must rush into the palace and kill the traitors.
I think the first wave of attacks should still be handed over to the common people. The purpose is to consume the opponent's ammunition and kill as much of the enemy's strength as possible.
There is no shortage of food and fresh water in the palace, but what is lacking is medicine and weapons and equipment. By doing this, we can limit the strength of the puppet emperor.
After the people are exhausted, let the rebels organize an elite commando team and go straight to Huanglong to capture the puppet emperor. Next, you should consider the reign name. "
"Ha ha ha ha."
Yong Ren laughed loudly when he heard this, took Zuo Zhong's hand and said seriously: "I can get what I want, all thanks to your proper planning, sir.
If Yong Ren can ascend the throne, he will be gifted with a high position. When the time comes, you and I will work together to achieve a good story between the king and his ministers.
Heaven and earth can learn from these words. If you regret it, Heaven will abandon you. Your husband will not let me down, and I will not let you down. I will take Guangzhi as the reign name. How about it? "
This turn was so sharp that Zuo Zhong almost didn't react. He was stunned for a while and nodded quickly: "Your Highness is knowledgeable about the past and present, and I am ashamed of myself.
Guangzhi, taken from the Chinese Book of Songs, means that the moon shines brightly and the body is strong, implying that the Japanese Empire will be invincible in the world. "
"Yoshi, sir, you still understand me."
Yong Ren was very satisfied, and then he covered his mouth and yawned. He had not closed his eyes for many hours since the mutiny.
I didn't feel sleepy before, but now the overall situation has been decided. I feel relaxed and exhausted, and I want to fall asleep.
"Your Highness."
Zuo Zhong bowed respectfully and reminded in a low voice: "Your holy body is important, why not take a nap by the fireplace. I will call you as soon as the palace is destroyed."
"Okay, then thank you Mr. Hardship." Yong Ren was really tired, so he walked down the roof of the hotel without talking and came to a room.
Zuo Zhong personally put several sofas together into a small bed, found some quilts, and finally lit up the fireplace before resigning and leaving.
"Your Highness is afraid of the cold, please add more firewood."
Before leaving, he gave instructions to the guard outside the door, confirming that he would refill the firewood every half hour before walking out of the Sanno Hotel building.
Looking at the gloomy sky, he raised his hand to look at the time on his watch, pondered for a moment and walked towards Ando Teruzo and his party.
At the same time, a green test tube was placed upside down in a hidden corner, and the wax seal on the seal melted little by little and slowly dripped.
"Da da da..."
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I’m ready to end the quarantine and go home~ The Tokyo plot is about to end, and there are a few transitional chapters to enter the war of resistance.
