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Seven hundred and thirty-sixth section Tanshi pot pulp(1/2)

1936, morning of February 26.

"Wow~"

On the streets of Tokyo, the window of a drugstore with the Matsumoto family crest was broken, and a dozen young people jumped into the store and robbed it wantonly.

The pharmacy manager and clerk just stood in the corner watching all this with expressionless faces, while touching the business money in their pockets.

A monthly salary of less than 30 yen is not enough for them to take risks to stop the mob, not to mention everyone's butts are dirty.

What's more, it's not his own property. Even if he is beaten to death, the Matsumoto family will at most give him some pension, but his life is his own.

One party only wants money but no life,

One party only wants life, not money.

The two sides, who were supposed to be on opposite sides, had a tacit understanding. The young people ignored the staff on the side and started shopping for 0 yuan as if no one else was around.

Aspirin, morphine, and various antipyretics on the shelves can be easily exchanged for cash on the black market, and their value is stronger than the Japanese yen.

A patrolman in the distance blew his whistle feebly, but did not move his feet. The Metropolitan Police Department was gone, so there was no need to take it too seriously.

Hearing the whistle, one of the young men stuffed several boxes of medicine into his arms, then came to the door and raised his right hand high to the watching crowd.

"Citizens, take over the chaebol assets!"

The robbers know very well that there is a saying that the law does not punish the crowd. When the cost of trial is greater than the property damage, the police will not focus on small groups.

Anyway, the responsibility lies with those righteous men on the radio who respect the emperor and seek rape. They are just following the trend to make a small fortune, it is nothing.

Besides, when onlookers heard the slogan, their first reaction was to take two steps back. After all, most people are good and well-behaved people.

However, some smart people noticed that the patrol policemen were silent and silent. As the saying goes, money moves people's hearts, and the crowd gradually became a little commotion.

It’s not easy to learn,

Learn bad things and run away.

One person, two people, three people, more and more onlookers rushed into the drugstore, staring with blood-red eyes and began to search for property.

Group violence is easily contagious, especially when social order is facing collapse and expensive drugs are readily available.

Ten minutes later, the goods and valuables in the drugstore were looted, and the furniture was set on fire by the person who had called before leaving.

Raging fires rose violently, smoke enveloped the bustling streets of Tokyo, and the ground was littered with broken glass and pharmaceutical packaging.

"Commander, what should I do?"

At the corner of the street, a captured Tokyo Station agent retracted his head and asked in a low voice. They had just finished dealing with the traitor when they saw this scene.

Thinking of Tan Wei, the traitor who knelt down to beg for mercy, made all kinds of ugly appearances, and was stabbed dozens of times in the end, the depression in his heart dissipated a lot.

However, their old boss, Zhuang Zili, did not ask for mercy before his death. Instead, he asked them to burn incense sticks for his dead brothers.

Is it useful? Life cannot be resurrected. In addition, what will the family members of those who have lost their sons, husbands, and fathers rely on in the future?

"what to do?"

On the other side, the middle-aged man whom he called section chief sneered: "Mother Xipi, after being arrested, the Japanese did not stop greeting our brothers.

Three people were beaten to death, and their bodies were eventually taken away and thrown into the sea, ending up dead without a burial place.

Of course this revenge must be avenged. When it comes to destruction, these people are just making small fuss. Can you tell me which part of a city is the most important?"

"police."

"Medical."

"Water supply."

"transportation."

Several agents immediately replied that inciting and organizing riots is a required course in Secret Service training, and the choice of target is very important.

What ordinary people need is property, but what agents pursue is to undermine the rule of hostile forces and create confrontation between hostile governments and citizens.

The places they mentioned are all related to the national economy and people's livelihood, and involve a large number of people. Once something happens, it will be a big event.

At that time, with a little provocation, millions of Tokyo residents will start a riot, and it will be useless for the police and the army to take to the streets, unless it is a mass killing.

"right!"

A sharp light flashed in the chief's eyes: "If we don't do it, that's it. If we do, we will turn the whole of Tokyo upside down and make the Japanese heartache.

The police have mutinous Japs to deal with, so we don't have to worry about it. We can't do anything about it. Everyone is injured and we don't have any extra weapons.

Next, everyone is divided into three groups. The first group goes to the hospital. I don't care what method you use, try to kill the medical staff.

The second group went to the water plant and destroyed water supply facilities and pipelines. We want to make all houses, factories, and fire hydrants in Tokyo deprived of water.

The last group randomly took trams, set buses on fire, and caused chaos in buses and train stations, paralyzing city traffic.

After the operation is over, go to the backup mailbox to get the new safe house address, and then find a way to contact the office or find a way to return home."

Having said this, he glanced around: "I have to remind you not to have other ideas, but also to be prepared to succeed or fail.

Our capture cannot be concealed, the higher-ups will definitely know about it, and the experience of escaping is too bizarre, so we cannot escape internal scrutiny.

If you don’t wash away the shame on your body, you and I will meet at the execution ground. Okay, let’s prepare ourselves and act separately.”

After speaking, he quickly left the chaotic streets with his people. Opportunities to fish in troubled waters were rare, so he had to hurry up and set a few more fires.

at the same time.

Vicious criminal activities of beating, smashing, looting, and burning occurred in several districts of Tokyo. Without the command of the Metropolitan Police Department, the police stood still.

It's not that they can't arrest people because they don't have anyone to direct them, but because they lack necessary procedures and it's easy to become a scapegoat if something goes wrong.

Of course, there are also people who are dedicated to their duties. Some police officers spontaneously formed teams to arrest mobs who robbed the assets of the plutocrats.

What is interesting is that these police officers either have family members and friends who make a living in chaebol companies, or their family properties are related to chaebols.

Therefore, money is a good thing that can make people work hard.

It's also a bad thing, and it can make people lose their minds without even realizing it.

After listening to the broadcast, no one knows the exact number of mob members who took the initiative to take to the streets to participate in 0 shopping, but it was at least tens of thousands.

This does not include the people who were kidnapped. The two together probably numbered tens of thousands, and a small group of police officers could not solve any problem.

These people had just arrested a few people when they were overwhelmed by dozens of mobs that swarmed in. During the beating and kicking, someone pulled the trigger.

The sound of gunshots completely intensified the conflict. The anxious Japanese policemen pointed their guns at their compatriots and fired without caring about anything else.

"Bang bang bang..."

A white snowflake slowly fell and stopped on a pool of bright red blood. The mob stared blankly at the several corpses on the ground.

People have died. No matter what happened before, the police and the people have exercised great restraint. That is, they can only grab things and arrest people, but they can't hurt people's lives.

Now that so many of their companions have died, the mob is both frightened and angry, and some strange emotions arise in their hearts little by little.

The fragile balance of things is broken, and the consequences of the chain reaction that follow are unpredictable, just like today.

"Killing people!"

"The chaebol's thugs are killing people!"

After a period of dead silence, the smart people in the mob turned around and ran away, shouting as they ran for their lives, and the shrill screams could be heard far away.

Their running reminded others that who knew whether the red-eyed police officer would shoot again, and they all smuggled away with grease on their soles.

Looking at the crowd dispersing in a hurry, the calm policemen's minds went blank. The matter had become serious, and now they were in big trouble.

Since the Meiji Restoration, the construction of the rule of law in Japan has never stopped, especially the sentencing procedures for ordinary people who violate the law have gradually become more formalized.

Killing without trial?

This is a crime.

This is not the Edo period where samurai masters could kill people at will with a samurai sword. Of course, big shots still have privileges.

The problem is that they are not big shots. Now they have only two options. Why are they waiting here to be captured by their colleagues, or flee.

However, soon they no longer had to worry about how to choose, because the fleeing mob came back again. The problem was that there were a lot of people.

Hundreds of ferocious-looking young men rushed over with wooden clubs, samurai swords, and spears, each of which could kill someone, and their momentum was astonishing.

"Baga, these are the losers!"

A person at the front of the team pointed at the frightened policeman and shouted, then quickly approached with a thick wooden stick held high.

Following his shouts, the mob sped up again and swung several sharp weapons directly at the chests of the police officers.

Japan has used troops one after another in recent decades, and there are many civilian soldiers in the countryside. Due to lack of survivability, most of them live in embarrassment.

They believed very much in what the Huangdao Sect said that their poor life was all due to the plutocrats and national thieves, and Tian Locust did not know about this.

The mob that is rushing towards the police are such people. Having said that, ordinary Japanese people do not dare to fight with the police with cold weapons.

They automatically formed the charge formation they learned in the army. Groups of several people covered each other and launched deadly attacks from different angles.

Pfft~

In the blink of an eye, a stream of scarlet blood spurted out for several meters, and the policeman's head slowly rolled away from the crowd in the struggle.
To be continued...
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