In early June, Tokyo only experienced the heat of summer, and the sun shone on the ground, shaking people's eyes.

In such weather, people were reluctant to go out to the streets. Ritakanosuke got off the tram and walked onto the streets without looking back. Two men in suits followed far behind.

There were not many pedestrians on the street, especially young men. The two suits were very conspicuous on the street. The two of them did not want to hide their actions. They always followed behind Nobusuke, seven or eight meters behind him, and followed slowly. The women passing by looked eagerly on them. Most of the strong men had already enlisted in the army, and there were few men on the street. Nobusuke and the other three attracted the attention of many women along the way.

Although the Kyushu area is frequently attacked by the Chinese Air Force, Tokyo is still relatively quiet. This is thanks to official propaganda. Officials admit that Kyushu was bombed, but they also told the citizens that Tokyo has a complete air defense system. In addition to thousands of anti-aircraft guns, there are thousands of aircraft protection, which greatly stabilized the sentiment of Tokyo citizens.

Suddenly a harsh alarm sounded, and Takasuke Ritsuki was startled. His first reaction was whether the Chinese Air Force actually attacked Tokyo during the day? This was too bold. He hurriedly looked up and looked at the sky. The sky was cloudless and the sky was intoxicating. He did not see any shadow of the plane. Finally, he saw a few red balloons hanging on the flagpole at a high place. He felt a little calm. Fortunately, it was just an exercise.

The alarm continued to sound, as sharp as harshly. As the alarm sounded, people ran out of their homes and shops. Men and women with various sleeves on their arms ran on the streets. Some people stood at intersections to assist the police and military police to command traffic. Others reminded people to turn off the electricity and turn off the fire as soon as possible.

"Sir, sir! Why are you still stunned? The enemy plane is about to attack! Hurry up and go to the air raid shelter!"

Ritakasuke turned his head and saw a middle-aged woman in her forties wearing a half-old loose sack-style clothes. At this moment, the clothes were tied up by a rope, and her two white arms were outside, making the woman look very capable. At this moment, the woman's god was a little serious and anxious. Seeing Ritakasuke still standing there without moving, she urged: "Sir! Sir! Although it is an exercise, you should also take it seriously, please hurry up!"

Ritakanosuke seemed to wake up now, and he smiled at the woman: "Yes, yes, I'll go now."

After saying that, Ritakanosuke turned around and walked along the flow of people to the air-raid shelter. More and more people were. The young woman, who was carrying a slightly older child on her back, held in her hands, and while walking, she was whispering to her neighbors about the nearest food, rice, oil and salt.

〖Japan is implementing the strictest ration system, and almost all substances are rationed, rice,

Flour, vegetables, meat, cloth, soap, matches, and even hot water for bathing are required to check every day: Neighborhood will be established a year before the Taiping War, similar to the baojia system in China, but it is much looser than the baojia system.

〖Japanese〗Most men go out to war, and women rely more on their neighbors at home. Relatives and friends are often less important at this time, because when you need help, they are often the neighbors, and relatives and friends may be hundreds of kilometers away.

However, Ritakanosuke soon discovered that many people did not enter the air-raid shelter but stood outside the entrance, watching teams of volunteers on the street passing buckets and passing sandbags while exercising. The stretcher personnel carried stretchers and sent the wounded to the ambulance site for bandage.

Ritsukonosuke noticed that whether it was to put out a fire or carry a stretcher, most of them were women and few men. After Sasebo was burned, Tokyo immediately re-engineered fire prevention measures. Fire belts were cleaned up in each street, water tanks and sandbags were prepared in each residential area, fire fighting teams and medical teams were set up in each residential area, and members of the medical team received simple training to perform simple treatments such as wound treatment and bandage.

The firetruck rushed over with a bell. After the car stopped, the firefighter in the red team uniform jumped out of the car and connected the water pipe to the faucet. Several women carried fire extinguishers and sprayed the fireheads. All this was orderly. The citizens watching next to him watched with interest, while watching.

He listened to the discussions of the women next to him with attention. He couldn't help but smile. The women were talking about the members of the firefighting team and the police officers who maintained order next to him.

"Japan is too short of men now." Ritakasuke smiled in his heart, his eyes searching in the crowd, wanting to see the two plainclothes who were following him just now. Soon he saw the two plainclothes, and they were standing on the steps not far from him.

Ritaka Nosuke smiled at them provocatively, then turned his head to continue watching the exercise. Just as he turned his head, he felt a familiar face flashing by. He hurriedly looked back and indeed saw his former assistant Tanabe among the crowd.

Ritakanosuke frowned slightly, thought for a while, then raised his hand and shouted: "Tabene!Tabene!"

When Tanabe, who was among the crowd, turned her head and soon noticed Ritakanosuke who raised her arms. A smile appeared on her face and squeezed over from the crowd.

"General, why are you here? I thought you were back to Kyoto." Tanabe was very happy and still maintained the title of opposing Takanosuke in the army.

"No, I'm a homeless person, it's the same there." Ritakasuke was happy, and he couldn't tell at all that he had just been forced to retire: "By the way, Tanabe, I'm not a general now... Our age is not a big difference. You'd better call me my name."

Tanaba said with a firm expression: "How can that work? In my heart, you will always be a general."

"Why are you here? Haven't you returned to your hometown?" Ritakasuke asked. Tanabe is from Yamagata Prefecture. In the northern part of Honshu, he has a wife and children. His youngest daughter is only 11 years old and his eldest son is only 13.

age.

Tanabaya shook her head, looking a little desolate: "I'm about to take them to Tokyo. I've found a house and plan to pick them up in two days."

Ritakanosuke hesitated and understood that Tanabe did not dare to go home. He was forced to retire, which would make him and his family look down on him in his hometown.

"Your hometown is in the countryside, right?" Ritakanosuke asked tentatively, Tanabe nodded, Ritakanosuke said in a low voice: "It is better to let them stay in their hometown Tokyo, which is definitely the key to bombing of the Allied forces. The countryside should be safer."

Tanabe smiled bitterly. He had thought about these things, but what city in Japan is safe now? If the sarcasm of the neighbors stayed in their hometown would be unbearable, and as a military officer who was forced to retire, the military police might still be home at any time.

Tanabe suddenly felt that the world was so big, but there was no place for him to sit in, and a feeling of despair arose. Ritaka Nosuke sighed: "Tanabian, I think it's better not to go home for the time being. Stay outside for a while first, and go back after the war is over." "The war is over?" Tanabe smiled bitterly, God knew when the war ended, Ritaka watched the two women running over quickly with a stretcher. A teenage child was lying on the stretcher. The child was smearing red liquid on the child, and the woman around him exclaimed in a low voice.

"How long do you think we can last?" Ritakasuke sighed and continued to lower his voice and said, "Japan is just such a big place, and only a few cities can withstand several bombings, Sasebo,

Fukuoka has been destroyed. This is just a reconnaissance act by the Chinese people, and it is also to attract planes to defend Honshu to Kyushu. Once they find out, the next step is to Honshu Tokyo Otsuki Kyoto, which are their targets. The heavier industrial city is the more dangerous it is."

The recent huge change in identity has caused Tanabe's sense of war to deteriorate a lot of Riotakasuke's reminders come very promptly, and his expression suddenly became much more relaxed.

"Let's go, the exercise is almost over." Ritaka Nosusuke said. Tanabe looked up and someone around had already begun to leave quietly. Tanabe walked out slowly with Tanabe, and the street was now even more empty. The two of them walked along the street towards Shibuya.

"General, who are the two people behind?" Tanabe soon discovered the two suits following behind, and these two people were obviously following them.

"The reason I didn't go back to Kyoto is because of this. I'm going back. People are in trouble. Let's stay in Tokyo. Everyone is simple." Ritaka Nosuke said self-deprecatingly.

Tanabe was a little angry. He stopped and turned around and walked towards the suit. Ritakanosuke grabbed him: "No, no, they are just doing things on orders, Doihirohara, hum,..."

Ritakasuke sneered twice, and Tanabe was so angry: "This is too much! General, you should complain to the military headquarters!"

Ritsunosuke shook his head: "While the special train incident was not found out who leaked the secret, I should be responsible. I accept the decision to retire. However, you are a little more serious. In the words of the Chinese people, this is a rabbit hitting a rabbit, and you don't care about anything. If you take a knife, it seems that there is no trouble, but what is it? Who knows?"

Tabe looked at Ritakanosuke and deeply felt the guilt, helplessness, anger and unwillingness in his heart. The two walked forward silently. After a block, a man in a traditional shallow kimono came towards the street. There was a camera hanging in front of the man. The man kept stopping and lifting the camera toward both sides of the street.

Ritakanosuke's pace slowed down, and he looked at him strangely, and Tanabe stopped, looking at the strange man too.

"Kun Nakajima, what are you doing?" Ritakanosuke spoke with a hint of surprise in his tone.

Kazunashima stared at Ritakanosuke for a while before recognizing Ritakanosuke: "Ri Taka, it's you, you..., I didn't expect to meet you."

Nakajima Yasuke was also a little surprised when he saw Ritaka Nosuke's clothes, but then he remembered their experience and immediately changed his words. Seeing that Ritaka Nosuke was still staring at the camera in his hand, he smiled softly.

"I want to take some photos to keep them as a souvenir." Katsukai Nakajima looked at the neat streets and gorgeous buildings: "Look at these shops, most of them have thousands of years of history."

"Litaka, are you interested in going to Sensoji Temple? It is said that it has been more than a thousand years."

Kaori Nakajima's expression was a little lonely and his tone was not very warm.

Before Ritakanosuke could speak, Tanabe said sarcastically: "Kun Nakajima, you are so leisurely. Is the war over?"

Katsuya Nakajima didn't say anything, his eyes were still flowing around the shops on the street. The shops in this block were very special, some were bungalows, some were like temples, with pointed roofs, beautiful little beasts squatting on the roof, and various auspicious beasts and immortals were painted on the beams...
Chapter completed!