My Head of the Huaxia Expeditionary Force

Chapter 550
On January 45, 1, in the original history, the Chinese Xia Expeditionary Army recovered northern Myanmar and completely opened up the China-India-Myanmar Highway.

But the situation is different now. Under the leadership of Liao Mingyu, the expeditionary force not only regained northern and central Burma, causing great losses to the Japanese army, but also continued to march toward the south of Burma.

After so many battles, the Japanese southern army could only retreat to several coastal cities in southern Myanmar, and kept the enemy from fully suppressing the country by continuously shrinking the defense line.

On the domestic battlefield in China, although the Japanese army won a large number of territories after the battle of Henan, Guangxi and Xiang, they were also unable to carry out a larger battle. The lack of follow-up power perfectly explained the current state of the Japanese, and all parts of the country returned to confrontational balance. situation.

During this period of time, all forces began to move around, and the Japanese could only continue to "maintain law and order" on the territory they occupied in order to maintain these hard-won and precarious fruits of victory.

If counted according to the lunar calendar, today is China's New Year's Eve, but Singapore, which is a gathering place for Chinese, does not have the slightest flavor of festivals.

But today is destined not to be an ordinary day. Although there is no one on the street corner, there are many ordinary people gathered in the square of South Lane in Singapore.

Many people were forcibly forced to come here by the little devils, as if they wanted them to witness the end of the rebels with their own eyes. To put it bluntly, they were executed in public, as a warning to others.

In the motley crowd, apart from the unsuspecting people, there were also a few plain-clothes Japanese soldiers in high school. They looked around in the crowd looking for any suspicious person. A discerning person could easily spot the bulge at the waist of the coat for sure. It's a shining pistol.

On the second floor of a European-style building two streets away from the square, the curtains were slowly lifted by a corner, and Agui stood inside quietly observing every move of the square.

There were also a few subordinates who mingled into the crowd around the square in ragged clothes, but they didn't dare to get too close to avoid being recognized by the plainclothes of the special high school.

After a while, several trucks drove towards this side from the corner of the street. Dozens of people were escorted out of the truck with their hands tied behind their backs, and forced to line up in a row under the curse of the Japanese soldiers.

A Japanese military interpreter stepped forward with a loudspeaker, and began to announce to the public in Malay and Chinese how these "sinners" opposed the imperial army and how they destroyed the Communist Party.

Most of the people stood there numbly, and it seemed that they could no longer see too many emotional ups and downs from their faces, as if they had long been used to the Japanese behavior.

"Brother Gui, I didn't see where the master is?"

Ma Gan also squatted on the window sill and looked out, but Fang Chongen was not found among the people who were escorted over.

Agui did not speak, but the anxiety between his brows could not be hidden. The current situation was quite difficult. The Japanese army had deployed at least two small teams near the square, and there were still many devil soldiers patrolling the streets in the distance.

This is the deployment that can be seen on the surface. Agui can be sure that if he really acts rashly, the Japanese army will definitely gather a large number of troops here in a short time.

At this time, I saw the little devil in the square chatting in a jabber, and then gestured to the people behind.

Thirty prisoners were escorted to the middle of the square one by one. Five of them knelt on the ground in a row. Standing behind them, the Japanese soldiers immediately put the guns on the horses and aimed at the backs of these people.

"Shut up!"

boom!boom…

Five people in the front row fell to the ground in response, and the bright red blood spread outward along the cracks in the stone slabs. The huge gunshot scared the people back again and again.

The little devil seemed very satisfied with this result, and ordered the laborers to drag the corpse aside, while the other devils continued to execute the remaining prisoners who had been frightened.

The sound of gunfire and the sound of orders from the Japanese soldiers never stopped, and the smell of blood mixed with the smell of gunpowder smoke permeated everywhere, making people sick, until the last one fell in a pool of blood, and a hill of corpses was built on the square.

Seeing this tragic scene, even a calm person like Ah Gui couldn't help his blood rushing up, and the others couldn't wait to go out and kill these bastards immediately.Many of those who were shot were their companions,
"Brother Gui, look at the southwest corner of the square!"

Agui followed the direction pointed by the stick, and suddenly saw a familiar figure...

Fang Chongen was taken off the truck by several Japanese soldiers, and soon came to the center of the square surrounded by devils.

The crowd couldn't help but burst into exclamation. Apparently, many people recognized Fang Chongen. I believe there are not many people who don't know this Singapore business leader, who is like the godfather of black and white.

"Dog traitor! You also have today?"

"How could he be arrested and beheaded by the Japanese?"

"Kill this lackey!"

...

Many civilians who didn't know the truth began to whisper, some couldn't control their emotions and yelled, and some even picked up stones on the ground and threw them at the high platform. The Japanese soldiers on the periphery quickly pulled up the cordon to control the crowd, and the scene became noisy and chaotic in an instant. .

Those of his people only knew that Fang Zhongen was an agent of the Japanese army and had been the mayor of Singapore for two years, during which time he had done a lot of things for the Japanese, but they didn't know...all of this was just a superficiality.

In fact, a lot of dirty water was poured on the latter by devils, and some Chinese people who have been favored by Mr. Fang know the true identity of the latter very well.

That is a truly benevolent person. Without him, at least [-]% of the civilians in the Malay Peninsula would have died under the butcher knife of the Japanese, and more Chinese would have been displaced.

But at this moment, they could only watch this benefactor step onto the execution platform, and listen to the malicious insults to him by others, and there was nothing they could do.

Old guy, it doesn’t feel good, haha...

Chief of Staff Iimura, who was standing not far away to supervise the scene, looked at the scene in front of him with pride, especially when he saw those untouchables full of righteous indignation and insults at their "protective umbrella", he felt very happy.

Fang Chongen seemed to have expected such a result a long time ago, with an indifferent expression, he walked slowly to the center of the square amidst the insults of gossip.

Unlike others, the Japanese army didn't tie him up, but put him in shackles, and he was clean and tidy in his long blue gown, so it could be seen that he hadn't been tortured.

"Brother Gui! What do you say? Do you want to do it!?" The hemp stick behind the window sill couldn't wait any longer. He looked at Agui impatiently, his hands tightly holding a signal flare were covered with sweat.

According to the plan, as long as their gang sends out a signal, the dead soldiers who have been ambushing in the crowd will immediately detonate the bundled explosives and rush to the Japanese army closest to them, creating the first wave of chaos.

(End of this chapter)