Just when everyone thought that the Eighth Route Army outside the Pass would pursue the victory and regain Manchuria in one fell swoop, the battlefield outside the Pass fell silent;
The Eighth Route Army adjusted on the spot, its offensive weakened, and the Japanese were unable to launch a counterattack. The war machine seemed to have been pressed on the pause button.
The Eighth Route Army's explanation was that supplies were too high and it could not move for the time being. They were raising supplies and asked the public to wait patiently. It was only a matter of time before they could regain control of the country. This was the official language.
Military experts in Sichuan believe that the Eighth Route Army is conserving its strength. This is the Eighth Route Army's consistent style. It completely ignores the ardent expectations of the 30 million compatriots outside the Pass. Finally, it reminds the people across the country to keep their eyes open and not to be deceived by the Eighth Route Army. They are not really fighting the Japanese at all. Just to grab territory,
The Black Bear Kingdom also sent a telegram, reminding the Eighth Route Army to fulfill its agreement, continue to attack the Japanese, and work with the Black Bear Far East Army to drive the Japanese in the Far East into the sea as soon as possible.
On the other hand, the restless media collectively lost their voices and did not report the incident excessively because they did not want to overly stimulate the Eighth Route Army.
Only the Yingjiang media affirmed the brilliant victory achieved by the Eighth Route Army's Guanwai Corps, expressed understanding that the Eighth Route Army had suspended its offensive due to insufficient supplies, and promised to mobilize supplies as soon as possible to support the Manchuria battlefield.
In the Far East, although spring has entered, it is still very cold in many places. The cold wind is like a knife, and there are vast snowfields everywhere. Jiro Nakata and his family have been walking on the snowfield for more than ten days. There are no potatoes that cannot be dug out. On the contrary, The potatoes brought from Manchuria for rations have been eaten;
The family only had seven frozen potatoes left, which could last for three days at most. If the Far Eastern Front troops could not be found after three days, the family would run out of food.
Since coming to China, he has never worried about food. Eighty percent of the land in the entire Ivory Mountain Village belongs to him, and the remaining 20% belongs to another member of the pioneering group. The Chinese people do not have an acre of land.
Good days come and go quickly, like a dream;
It is said that it is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality. As an adult, it was okay for him, but the three little brats could not adapt to such a completely different life.
When they were in China, they had meat all the time and didn't have to do anything. There were Chinese people who coaxed them to play every day with low eyebrows, and they were better than the gods.
"Father, I'm hungry!"
Saburo looked at Nakata longingly. Nakata gritted his teeth and took out half a potato from his backpack and handed it to Saburo.
Before Saburo could take Shidou, a big hand reached out and snatched away the cloth bag from him;
Nakata suddenly said angrily:
"Baga Yalu! Give me back the food, you robber!"
Nakata didn't seem to understand the situation. As soon as he finished speaking, he was kicked hard in the chest and spit out a mouthful of old blood. This kick was fatal.
Immediately afterwards, several thugs surrounded him and beat and kicked him. Nakata was frightened and held his head and let them do whatever they did to him. He knew that the more he resisted, the more he would be beaten.
"You are bad people, don't beat my father, and give us back our food!"
Saburo's protest was met with a harsh kick, which directly kicked him several meters away;
When Nakata's wife saw that her beloved son was being beaten, she rushed forward regardless, trying to fight the person who beat her son.
The man didn't tolerate her either. He raised his foot and kicked her on the head. Several other idiots swarmed up and beat the Nakata family to death;
The habit of the Japanese is to bully the weak, but now they are showing their wolfish nature in order to survive. Many people's food supply has reached the bottom, so the food supply cannot be exposed. As long as they find out who has food, a bunch of people will gather around and grab it.
The little food that the Nakata family had left was all snatched away. Without food in the long snowy field, the whole family had no choice but to die. What's more, they were also seriously injured. No one around them cared about them or joined in to rob them. Not bad.
At least half of the people have run out of food, and corpses of those who died of cold and starvation are lying along the way, which will soon be covered by wind and snow;
Nakata decided not to leave, and the family huddled together to wait for death.
"Father, I'm hungry!"
Saburo begged Nakata again, but they no longer had food. He really couldn't bear to watch his three sons starve to death and then become food in other people's mouths.
He has experienced famine, and although no one has thought of killing corpses yet, according to his experience, if food cannot be found in a few days, hungry people will think of it.
He took out his ancestral short knife from his body. This short knife is used for seppuku. Even when he was beaten just now, he didn't take it out because he knew that if he took it out, he could stab at most one person to death, and his whole family would also be killed by that group of people. Beat to death.
As soon as he took out his dagger, his wife knew what he was going to do, but did not stop him;
Their whole family had no food. Instead of starving to death, it was better to solve the problem on their own. At least the family could die together. She said to Nakata calmly:
"Nakata-kun, let's start, let's go home together!"
Saburo seemed to understand what his father was going to do. His eyes were instantly filled with fear. Just as he was about to get up and run away, Taro held him down. He understood what his parents meant. He didn't want to go any further. It was all in vain. In the vast expanse, no warriors from the empire would come to save them.
Nakata bit his big yellow teeth, gathered enough strength and stabbed Saburo's heart with one blow, accurately and cruelly, without causing Saburo too much pain.
"Father, I will do it myself!"
Dalang is older and can see the situation clearly. In the current situation of their family, there is no other way but to starve to death.
He pulled out the short knife from Saburo's chest and stabbed it hard into his abdomen. The pain caused his facial muscles to deform...
More than ten days after leaving China, the Nakata family finally all died on the way to the Far East. From the beginning to the end, they never saw the endless potatoes.
In less than half an hour, their bodies were covered by wind and snow. When the snow melts, they will be integrated into the black soil of the Far East with the snow water. When the Eighth Route Army recaptures the Far East, they will be able to plant potatoes, which should be much richer than ordinary land.
The Nakata family was undoubtedly lucky. At least one intact body was saved. Others were much worse off than them.
The Far Eastern Front regarded them as a burden and did not send troops to respond to them. With hundreds of thousands of mouths open, the Far Eastern Army could not afford them.
After more than ten days, everyone had been without food for several days, and people kept falling to the ground while walking;
Immediately, a group of people would gather around and drag his body aside. Everyone's eyes showed a wolf-like light. This could no longer be called a group of people, but a group of beasts, beasts like wolves.
Since the ground was covered in white, they had long lost their way and just moved forward mechanically, like a group of walking zombies.
Heaven has reincarnation. They killed countless Chinese people during their stay in Manchuria. Now it is God's turn to collect them. I just don't know if Amaterasu will collect such a pile of bones.
