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Chapter 727 The First Division (6000-word chapter)
Early the next morning,
Zuo Zhong walked out of the pharmacy, and found that both sides of the street were full of stalls selling Kagami cakes and Kadomatsu, and suddenly realized that the Japanese New Year was coming.

Since leaving Asia and entering Europe, Japan abolished the Lunar New Year passed down from China, and began to only celebrate the Gregorian New Year, calling New Year's Day the Great Dark Day.

Different from the custom of posting couplets and blessing characters during the Chinese New Year in the Republic of China, the Japanese at this time will place mirror cakes and Kadomatsu at home during the New Year.

The so-called mirror cake is a kind of two round rice cakes stacked on top of each other, with orange decorations on the top. The stacked round rice cakes not only have the meaning of perfection, but also represent the success of good things.

Because the Japanese homophony of orange is the same as "daidai", it is regarded as an auspicious thing to pray for the prosperity of the family for generations, and it is used by ordinary people and wealthy families.

Mirror cakes are usually decorated at home and can be kept at room temperature for a long period of time without deterioration. They cannot be eaten until the day the mirror is opened, that is, January 1.

Mensong is a decoration composed of pine, bamboo, and stalks. It is placed on both sides of the gate during the New Year. Pine symbolizes longevity, bamboo represents a full house of children and grandchildren, and stalks symbolize a bumper rice harvest.

Zuo Zhong looked around, turned around and went back to the pharmacy to let He Yijun go out to buy some items for the New Year, so that the neighbors around could not see the flaws.

After making all these arrangements, he got on a rickshaw and rushed to the newspaper office. First, he reported to Satoshi Ono, and prepared to go to the address on the interview invitation.

But Satoshi Ono stopped him. This guy arrogantly called the military contact person and asked the military to send a car to meet him.

Zuo Zhong knew that this was an internal strife among the devils, so he stood aside with a smile on his face and said nothing. If someone came to pick him up, he could save some office expenses.

Ono Satoshi made a phone call, and the two chatted for a while, but suddenly a few crisp trumpets sounded in the newspaper compound.

"Drip drop~"

Through the window, Zuo Zhong saw a sidecar parked downstairs, with a Japanese officer sitting in the driver's seat, looking up at the office building.

Damn, the Japanese are really picky. They don't even send a car in this cold weather. They send a tricycle.

He frowned and thought about it, borrowed a coat from Satoshi Ono, walked into the yard with a camera and a satchel, came to the sidecar motorcycle and looked up.

On the shoulders of the Japanese officer who picked him up, there was a zodiac on a red background, the rank of captain with three gold stars, and two Roman numerals 1 on the military badge on his collar.

This means that the opponent is from the First Brigade of the First Infantry Division. Combined with his military rank, this person should be a low-level officer at the squadron leader level.

Zuo Zhong knew that if he wanted to have a good relationship with these devils, he had to lower his posture a bit, so he bowed respectfully and said.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting."

The captain, who was originally impatient, looked a little better when he heard this, but he still replied calmly: "Get in the car."

"Hayi." Zuo nodded, bent over and sat down on the sidecar, holding the handrail in front of the car with both hands, wanting to shout for some reason to open the way.

Fortunately, the captain didn't give him a chance. He adjusted the gear with his feet, twisted the accelerator hard with his right hand, and rushed out with friction and black smoke.

After driving out of the Tokyo Daily News, the car sped towards the suburbs. The base of the First Division was just outside the city, and so was the First Brigade.

The piercing cold wind rushed head-on, making it hard for people to open their eyes. Zuo Zhong hurriedly turned up the collar of his coat, huddling his head tightly, not daring to look up.

The captain glanced at him, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, he seemed very happy, he raised his hand to put the windshield on his eyes, and increased the speed of the car by a few points.

Japanese literati look down on soldiers the most, especially the army. The grievances and hatred between the two can be traced back hundreds of years ago.

Seeing the embarrassment of the other party, the captain only felt refreshed all over. He drove through the Tokyo city nimbly and quickly drove out of the city.

First Division,

Its predecessor was Tokyo Zhentai established in Tokyo in 1871. It was one of the first six towns established by the Japanese army and was responsible for guarding the Kanto region.

Later, according to the military reform proposal put forward by the Prussian military adviser to the Japanese government, Tokyo Zhentai was reorganized into the first division, code-named Yu.

As the division with the longest history in the Japanese Army, the First Division has experienced the Sino-Japanese War and the Japanese-Japanese War, and is Japan's ace unit.

But this ace troop has not been having a good time recently. There are rumors that they will soon be stationed in the country of Mizhou to fight against the Red Russia, which is armed to the teeth.

So when Zuo Zhong passed the inspection and entered the first division's garrison, he could see dejected officers and ashen-faced soldiers everywhere.

"Stop!"

Just as he was looking around, the motorcycle was stopped by a patrol team. The officer headed by him was also a captain, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses and his face was firm.

The other party saluted them, frowned and said: "Mr. Xiangtian, why are you galloping in the camp? Have you forgotten the army's military regulations?"

"Ah, it's Ando-kun, this is a guest invited by the head of the brigade, here to interview." The captain who was driving got out of the car and pulled the man aside.

Zuo Zhong pretended not to be interested in their whispers, and looked over his head to observe the camp area carefully, keeping everything he saw firmly in his mind.

Not to mention the secret agents of the national government, even the Japanese people, not many people have been here, so we must seize the opportunity to collect information.

Judging from the standard of barracks in the barracks, the degree of use of training equipment, and the density of soldiers passing by, the First Division is indeed an elite team.

Zuo Zhong had been to the bases of the 88th and 87th Divisions of the National Army, and it was much worse than here, even though the morale of these Japanese soldiers was a little low.

Not long after, the two captains came back together, and he quickly climbed out of the truck and bowed slightly, waiting for the other party to make arrangements for him.

"Mr. Reporter, your ID."

The officer called Ando by the driving captain said coldly, his small eyes looked at Zuo Zhong vigilantly, not knowing what bad idea he was planning.

"Your Excellency, Captain, here." Hearing this, Zuo Zhong frantically took out the ID from his pocket, handed it out with both hands, and quietly stood aside.

From the first meeting, he felt the deep malice of these soldiers. The situation of the Japanese army may be even more serious than Satoshi Ono's introduction.

He knew that the Japanese army was roughly divided into the imperial faction that wanted to go north and the control faction that wanted to go south.

Deep down, this is the historical grievance between the Changzhou clan representing the army and the Satsuma clan representing the navy. It is normal for the two to strangle each other.

Greeting each other is a basic operation,

Even weapon parts cannot be used universally.

The problem is that in the rural areas of Japan in the 20s, many farmers had to go to the city to work in winter, in addition to intensely cultivating the land in summer.

However, the wages they get are difficult to support their families. With the development of capitalism and Japan's outward aggression, the lives of ordinary people have become more and more impoverished.

In short, Japan at this time has serious social problems such as the capitalist poor getting poorer, the rich getting richer, polarization, and capital monopoly.

This caused the middle and low-level officers from the bottom to hate the chaebols very much. They believed that the aristocratic elites deceived the locusts and caused all this.

The head decides the ass,

The position determines the idea.

Out of interest, these people consciously surrounded the locust and joined the imperial way faction, mainly members of the Japanese Army Non-commissioned Officer Academy.

The regime faction is just the opposite. Because it needs political and economic support other than the military, the regime faction has sought help from bureaucrats, financial circles, and even scholars.

And gradually established close contact with the upper echelons of the political and financial circles. In this way, the ruling faction actually became the spokesperson of the elites.

The two sides gradually changed from a contradiction in military policy to a class contradiction in a narrow sense. This contradiction must end with the fall of one side.

"Mr. Reporter."

At this time, the captain named Ando handed back his certificate and said with a serious expression: "Welcome to interview, but don't take pictures or inquire about military secrets without authorization.

In addition, your Excellency the brigade commander has a military meeting, and it is not convenient to see you. Captain Xiangtian will take you to a place where you can move freely. "

After he finished speaking, he didn't care if Zuo Zhong could hear him or not, he led the patrol to stride away, the sharp bayonet seemed a bit dazzling in the sunlight.

"Mr. Okamoto, please."

Captain Xiangtian on the side laughed, and ordered the motorcycle to be driven away, leading the way, and the two walked through the camp to the outside of a room.

Someone was talking in the room, Zuo Zhong pricked up his ears to listen carefully, and was surprised to find that the speaker was someone he had just met.

"Soldiers, now the officials are on top, they only care about their own future, they don't care about the plight of the common people, they turn a deaf ear to it.

Even if everyone works hard or works hard, they still cannot escape the exploitation of capitalists and big landlords, and the people are in dire straits. "

Ozaki stood in the middle of the room, waving his arms to the officers and soldiers of the [-]st Division with an excited expression, and all the listeners nodded in agreement.

Seeing that his speech was recognized, he looked around and continued: "At the same time, most of the country's resources are spent on the military.

There is very little investment in people's livelihood infrastructure, and many of you will be happy for the red bean rice during the military medical examination, right? "

Faced with this problem, the Japanese soldiers present remained silent. To be precise, most of them had a full stomach for the first time in the army.

Not only in the countryside, but even in the cities, when people get married, they bow to the feet of the table. They are considered married after drinking a cup of wine, and they don't even have a meal.

What is even more sad is that those students who claim to be carrying the hope of the rise of the Yamato nation enjoy nothing more than a meal of rice balls.

"This is not normal!"

When the officers and soldiers were thinking, Ozaki came to a decisive conclusion: "And you risked your life for what you got, it was betrayal.

A soldier was killed in Mizhou, and his ashes were sent back to the country. The first thing the relatives at the gate of the camp did was not to receive the ashes, but to grab the pension.

There are also mothers who wrote letters to their sons who served in the army, saying that the family is poor, you'd better die in battle, and use the pension to fulfill your filial piety. How hopeless it is. "

Hearing this, the officers and soldiers couldn't help shedding tears. Some soldiers who had just joined the army knelt on the ground and cried softly, calling their mother softly.

old age
The devil is going to vote for the Communist Party.

Zuo Zhong outside the house was horrified. Ozaki had not been reported for saying such things in the First Division. It seemed that the Japanese army really had a big problem.

This issue has nothing to do with the military or politics, it only has something to do with the economy. If the common people don't have enough to eat, they will definitely scold their mothers and make trouble.

The terrible thing is that ordinary people are bullied, and at most they can curse a few words, but if a professional soldier is bullied, it is not as simple as a few words.

They had received the harshest military training and were used to solving problems by force. A mutiny seemed inevitable and imminent.

Zuo Zhong suddenly felt that Japan and the Republic of China were just messing around, that the high-level leaders of the two countries were not good people, and the outcome of the war depended on who was screwed first.

"Mr. Reporter, please."

Captain Xiang Tian squinted his eyes and pushed open the door, and put his right hand on the pouch of the Nanbu pistol, as if he would kill anyone if he disagreed with him.

Perhaps the brigade commander that Ando said was going to hold a military meeting was also looking for an excuse to lure Zuo Zhong to this place for screening.

"Yangxi."

Zuo Zhong has always been a good person, watching the other party's actions, he immediately replied with a dry smile, and walked into the room without hesitation.

In fact, there is no hesitation. A reporter was unfortunately killed by a robber during an interview. What a normal thing, the police will not suspect it.

No wonder the old reporter handed over the invitation letter as soon as that bastard Satoshi Ono said. I'm afraid everyone knows that this job is dangerous.

As soon as he entered, Zuo Chong put his legs together and lowered his head, then raised his head to look at the dark Japanese soldiers, honestly showing his identity.

"Everyone, the rich and powerful are invincible, the plutocrats are extravagant, and the citizens are miserable. Your family must be living very hard.

I am Shigenobu Okamoto, a reporter from the Tokyo Daily News, and I am instigated by Satoshi Ono, the henchman of the chaebol, to inquire about your words, deeds and plans.

Please believe me, I am standing with you, after all, I am also from a poor family, and I am willing to help everyone as an insider. "

There was an uproar at the scene.

The officers and soldiers of the First Division were shocked and angry. They were surprised that the national thieves noticed them, and they were angry that the other party even sent eyeliners to monitor them.

The situation is very serious, and it has come to the moment when the arrow is on the string and has to be launched. For a while, the angry soldiers wanted to start an incident immediately.

Anyway, being sent to Mizhou is death, and being liquidated by the chaebol is also death, so it's better to make a big splash and completely kill the rebels who affect the country.

It is precisely because of the exploitation of the other party that the people are generally impoverished, the locusts are deceived, and power is usurped by these people, causing Japan to decline.

This country urgently needs a Showa Restoration to eliminate the evil courtiers around Tianlocust, just like the Meiji Restoration 70 years ago.

Presumably His Majesty can understand their difficulties. When the chaebols who persecute the people are eliminated, the Great Japanese Empire will once again be great and prosperous.

"Call out soldiers, issue weapons!"

"Yes, Heavenly Punishment Country Bandit!"

A second lieutenant stared at his blood-red eyes, raised his fist and announced loudly to everyone, and immediately got a response from other officers and soldiers.

It's not that these devils are really ready to raise troops, it's mainly because they were frightened by a reporter who voluntarily surrendered and made an impulsive decision.

Fortunately, Xiang Tian, ​​who had the highest rank in the military, stopped the crowd, and rashly started an incident without a thorough plan. There would be no results, and he could only die in vain.

He comforted his excited colleagues, turned his head and warned Zuo Zhong coldly: "Mr. Reporter, is what you just said true? Please answer truthfully.

Don't say exaggerated words or lies in order to avoid responsibility, we can tell that, in that case, you will be in danger. "

"Your Excellency, I am not lying."

Zuo Zhongyi solemnly assured: "I am from Tokyo, my family members died in the Kanto earthquake, and I stayed with my wife in the Republic of China for a long time.

Therefore, I have no connection with the national thieves. I can provide household registration information as evidence for this. I have no reason to deceive you warriors.

In addition, I have been working in the Tokyo Daily News for less than a month, and my monthly salary is only 25 yuan, so I am also exploited by capitalists.

Why don't I help my own people, but help the thieves who stole my salary, Mr. Ozaki, please come out and say something fair. "

At the end of the talk, he called Ozaki, and the other party met him at Yosano's house, and he could prove that his identity as a reporter was not temporarily fabricated.

"Yes, he is a reporter."

Ozaki nodded to Kada: "Tokyo Daily News did recruit a newcomer some time ago, and also published a report about the postman.

If you want to know if this person is lying, you can ask him to repeat it here, I still have some impressions of the content of that article. "

As expected of a spy of the NKVD, he thought of a good way in a blink of an eye, which can prevent the indiscriminate killing of innocent people and prevent the enemy from sneaking in.

Zuo Zhong's expression didn't change at all, he calmly talked about his report, and made some mistakes on purpose to avoid self-defeating.

After hearing this, Ozaki winked at Kata, indicating that the content is basically the same. As for how to deal with it, it depends on the other party, and he is not qualified to make a decision.

"The whole team returns to camp."

Xiangtian thought for a while and gave an order decisively to ask other officers to take the soldiers away. Some things are not suitable for discussion in public.

What they do needs supporters, especially the help of public opinion, provided that this Okamoto really agrees with their ideals and career.

After everyone in the room had left, he sat on the stool and politely invited Zuo Zhong and Ozaki to sit down, and after a moment of silence, he began to chat with Zuo Zhong.

"Okamoto-kun, I'm Kiyosaki Kata, adjutant of the First Brigade, I'm really sorry, this is not aimed at you, you have to understand everyone's anger towards the chaebol.

I will verify your identity, if it is true, I implore you to support us, and please believe that we are not doing this for ourselves. "

Both an apology and a threat.

There is also a bit of pulling the tiger's skin and pulling the banner.

Xiangtian Qingzhen introduced himself straight to the point, emphasizing the four words brigade adjutant in his speech, so as to increase his social status.

Because no one who can serve as an adjutant is a close confidant of the military commander. After what he said, the mutiny seemed to have an official background.

Zuo Zhongzhong didn't understand the situation. When he heard this, he would definitely think that the mutiny was a secret arrangement by the top military and the locusts, but unfortunately it wasn't.

No ruler is willing to see grassroots troops participating in politics. Knives cannot be thoughtful, and it is easy to hurt the holder of the knife.

The other party's attempt to use speech skills to win over and instigate a person to participate in the plan to lose his head shows that he himself knows how unreliable this matter is.

What's more, any great person who achieves great things is achieved by deception, the pattern determines the fate, and anyone with a discerning eye knows that the so-called soldiers can't be changed.

"Ugh."

Ozaki sighed secretly, his superior said that these people had no clear purpose and were doomed to fail, and it turned out to be true now.

He had to keep a distance from the other party, so as not to be targeted by intelligence agencies and the police, and their "Ramza" team could not have any problems.

Xiangtian Qingzhen didn't know that the two had seen through the falsehood, and continued to chatter as if he was serving the country and the people.

They were talking about recent news, both military and political. From the conversation, it could be seen that there was a gap in this person's chest.

While judging the opponent's intentions, Zuo Zhong carefully agreed, and the three of them slowly talked about the matter of the Emperor's Dao sent an officer to attack Yongtian Tieshan, the director of military affairs.

This incident happened just a few months ago, when Nakata Saburo Aizawa, who was stationed in Fukuyama Prefecture at that time, came to the Ministry of Army and asked Nagata Tieshan to resign.

A junior officer asked the general to resign,
It sounds kind of nonsensical,

Mr. Chief of Military Affairs is not a fool, of course he didn't agree, and he wanted to transfer the other party to Xiaoliuqiu backhandedly. Enraged, Aizawa decided to assassinate him.

Twenty days later, he returned to Tokyo again and broke into the target's office wearing a saber.
But Aizawa, who had served as a kendo instructor and was proficient in swordsmanship, did not give him a chance to escape. He rushed up and slashed Nagata on the back.

When Nagata was struggling to open the door, he swung the knife and stabbed it through his chest and nailed it to the door panel, killing Nagata.

Probably because he thought Nagata's death was a bit ugly, Aizawa took off his military cap and put it on the man's face, and was arrested by the military police who came after hearing the news.

"Aizawa-kun is truly a warrior."

Zuo Zhong gave a thumbs up to this and praised him, this is the truth, he is too brave, if he said he would kill someone, he would kill someone, and he was still in the heavily guarded Army Ministry.

The old boy Nagata Tieshan has planned to invade the Republic of China many times, and he is really happy to end up like this. He can't wait to give Aizawa a medal.

Xiangtian Qingzhen nodded when he heard the words, with a look of regret on his face. The arrest of such a colleague who dared to think and do was a loss for the entire Imperial Daoist faction.

Ozaki kept smiling lightly, neither approving nor disapproving. In fact, he looked down on Aizawa's behavior. The bravery of the common man is happy but it is not beneficial to the country.

"Nakasa Aizawa is our role model."

The three of them were talking, another person's voice came from outside the house, and the other person walked into the room with his head held high. It was Captain Ando who led the patrol before.

Seeing him, Koda Kiyosaki got up and smiled and introduced: "You two, this is Teruzo Ando, ​​commander of the Sixth Squadron of the Third Regiment of the First Brigade, one of our own."

Ando Huizo nodded slightly as a greeting. This is a traditional Japanese military officer, old-fashioned, tough, arrogant, and difficult to deal with.

But after he sat down, he unexpectedly joined the conversation, and the four of them were chatting, Zuo Zhong simply took out a pen and paper, and started to record without making a fuss.

Chatted from morning to noon, and from noon to sunset, and finally Teruzo Ando and Qingzheng Koda personally sent Zuo Zhong and the others out of the camp.

at the same time.

In a luxurious nightclub in Ginza, Fu Ichiro Lin and a senior police officer from the Metropolitan Police Department were so drunk that they hugged left and right to feel happy.

I don't know how long it took, the two stood up and walked towards the toilet with their shoulders crossed. One asked and the other answered, discussing the public security issue in Tokyo.

(End of this chapter)