Bright light, another sunny morning
Lieutenant General Iida woke up from his sleep as usual, his stomach growled dissatisfiedly, and it was still far from meal time.
Due to the siege tactics adopted by the expeditionary force, the Fifteenth Army implemented control over supplies in order to cope with the siege by the Chinese. They forcibly gathered the food and daily supplies in the city, and drove out all the residents in the city.
Now only the Japanese troops and expatriates are left in the city, and all are subject to a rationing system.
Someone once suggested forcibly keeping the residents of the city as hostages, but Iida rejected it. Isayama once asked why, and Iida replied:
"Leaving them here will consume the little food they have. If they are not given any food, they will become hungry and cause trouble;
If a large number of people starve to death in the city, and the weather is hot now, the corpses will rot and cause a plague, which will do no harm to the imperial army's insistence on light. "
Iida simply robbed them of all the food, and then rushed outside the city, leaving tens of thousands of mouths to Chu Xiong. It had to be said that the old Japanese still had some ideas.
This is already the tenth day after the siege. Commander Iida lives on a rice ball and a can of beef every day, and he has lost a lot of weight.
He has been staying in the command room for food and accommodation these days. The situation in Guangguang City makes him very anxious. The airdrop supplies promised to them by the front army have not yet arrived, which makes the old Japanese worry that the Southern Army has given up on them.
Major General Isayama walked into the command room as usual. He was also woken up by hunger. The current food ration could only ensure that everyone would not starve to death. Hungry was inevitable.
"Isayama-kun, how many days will the food in the city be enough to last? How is the situation in the city? Has anyone died of hunger?"
Iida would ask this question once a day. The ration was getting less and less day by day. What he was most worried about was people starving to death. Isayama answered mechanically:
"Your Excellency, Commander, there is no problem in saving a province for twenty days. The soldiers are better, and the rations for the expatriates are the minimum. People are starting to die from illness, mostly the elderly."
Iida nodded and said:
"If these old people die, let them die. It will just free up some food quota. Now the bodies of the strong men among the first security soldiers and expatriates must be disposed of to prevent the plague."
"Your Excellency, Commander, you can rest assured that all corpses will be cremated centrally and disinfected by experts from the Epidemic Prevention and Water Supply Department."
He was still relieved that Isayama was doing things, but having only 20 days of food reserves left gave him a headache. He continued to say to Isayama:
"Isayama-kun, just reducing rations is not enough. The food will eventually run out. We still need to generate electricity for the temple cabinet and urge them to airdrop supplies to Liangguang!"
"Your Excellency, Commander, the air control of Guangguang is under the control of the Chinese. More than 20 aircraft were lost in the previous incident. I think the people in the temple cabinet are also worried about this."
After hearing this, Iida's blood suddenly surged and he said angrily:
"Bagaya Road, when did the imperial army ever fear competing with the Chinese for air supremacy?
Chuxiong's expeditionary force only had dozens of fighter jets, while the Southern Army had thousands of fighter jets. How could they still defeat their dozens of planes? "
Isayama had no choice but to answer this. The Southern Army's territory was so large that the Emerald Country was useless to them.
Major General Isayama was silent for a moment and then said:
"Your Excellency, Commander, do you want to reconsider the proposal of the Temple Cabinet? They will send a plane to pick you up——"
Iida raised his hand to stop him and said:
"There is no need to mention this matter again. In the several years since the war began, the empire has not had a military commander who has been loyal to the emperor. If the 15th Army is collectively shattered, then let me be the first!
Tell the subordinates of the temple cabinet that if the empire wants to save face, it should airdrop supplies to Liangguang or send warships over—"
The piercing air-raid siren interrupted his words, and the Chinese launched another air raid.
"Your Majesty Commander, go to the air raid shelter quickly!"
Iida pushed Major General Isayama away and said:
"If I don't go, I'll wait in the headquarters for them to blow up!"
Seeing that the commander was in trouble again, Isayama quickly called two staff officers, set up Iida and ran to the air raid shelter. Iida didn't even have the strength to struggle, so he could only let them carry him away.
A few minutes later, more than thirty bombers, escorted by twenty-four Mustang fighter jets, flew over the bright light. A string of aerial bombs rained down on the city, followed by a series of explosions, many of which were Molotov cocktails;
The whole city was burning, blowing up and burning groups of Japs to death, which not only saved Iida a lot of food, but also saved them the time of cremation. Chuxiong went to do good things.
After the bombing, the city was in ruins again. The rescue team began to search and rescue people, collected the bodies, and then cremated them by professionals.
"Please, my mother is still alive, you can't take her away!"
A fourteen- or five-year-old expatriate wearing a stand-up collar student uniform was holding on to the stretcher where the body was collected and refused to let go. On it lay his mother, covered in blood and seriously injured.
"Bagayalu, let go quickly, or you will die!"
A rescue worker carrying a stretcher said viciously that for his wounded, their criterion for judging the severity of the casualty is that those who can stand up are the lightly wounded and are worthy of saving;
The others are seriously wounded, just like the dead, who can just save a food ration.
The young student refused to let go. His mother was his only relative in the world. His father had been killed in a bombing a few days ago.
The rescuer was not his father, and he didn't tolerate him at all. He raised his foot and kicked him on the chest. A young man like this could kick him to death and save a ration.
This kick was already too strong, and the student's thin body couldn't bear it at all. He was kicked more than a meter away, and blood flowed from the corner of the kick.
"Bagaya road!"
The rescuer spat at him viciously before lifting the already skinny woman and leaving.
Soon they arrived at the cremation center. The ground was already covered with numb corpses in secret chambers. Many of them were able to move like women, but they were sent here because they were no longer worth rescuing.
After a while, a group of people wearing white protective clothing came. They were demons from the Epidemic Prevention and Water Supply Department of the 16th Division. Each of them carried a spray can.
After they arrived, they first asked the rescue team to pile up the corpses, and then poured fuel on the corpses. Ever since they conquered Java, they had no shortage of this stuff.
After taking care of these, the demons in protective suits began to disinfect the rescuers. They had too much contact with corpses and were most likely to cause plague. The devils are still very rigid in this regard. The disinfection work is meticulous, so there has been no plague in the city so far. .
After everyone was disinfected, they began to burn the corpses. After a while, the whole city was covered with the stench of burning corpses, and the screams could be faintly heard from close by.
A few hundred meters away, in a deserted corner, a young student knelt on his knees, facing the direction of the burning corpse and refusing to get up for a long time. His tears had flowed away, and his eyes were full of hatred;
He doesn’t hate the Chinese people, because this is a life-and-death war. He hates——
"Bagaya Road, I want people!"
