"Tokyo is peaceful and safe, and of course it is a dangerous place for you." Aocheng Koyama mocked lightly: "Now you finally don't have to hide your identity anymore, admit it."

Ritakanosuke stared at him lightly, while Aochung Koyama faced him with anger. Ritakanosuke said softly: "You are here to kill me tonight, is that right?"

Xiaoshan Qingcheng sighed: "I am worthy of hiding in the imperial army for so many years. I still feel so sensitive. It would be too boring if I want to tell lies."

As he said that, Aochung took out his pistol from his pants pocket, and pointed the black muzzle at Ritaka Nosuke's forehead. Ritaka Nosuke was not afraid at all, and smiled contemptuously, as if he had not seen the muzzle on his forehead.

"You said just now that the war is over. When the door is opened, I don't believe it. According to my estimate, Japan should be able to fight for half a year. But now I believe it." Ritakanosuke said.

"Why?"

"What else can I understand? The United Fleet is the last straw of the empire. The United Fleet is still there, and Minister Nishio and General Umezu will not agree to accept the Tehran Declaration." Ritakanosuke's tone was plain, just like two old friends were chatting: "But, looking at your appearance, I understand, it seems that this is true."

"You should be very happy," Xiaoshan of Qingcheng said coldly: "But you are going to die and you can't ask your real master for credit and reward, that's it."

Ritsunosuke laughed, his cold muzzle still pressed against his forehead, feeling the coldness of the muzzle. The heat from the nostrils of Qingcheng Hill hit his face, and it was quiet around him, not even the screams of a frog.

"What a wonderful moon, bright and flawless, does it look like a beautiful woman," Ritakasuke slowly looked up, looked at the endless night sky, and sighed with emotion: "There will be no bombers coming in the future, and there will be no more incendiary bombs that burn so many people. In the future, I can chat and talk with my wife Ichiro under this quiet and beautiful night sky, and there is no need to hear the harsh alarm."

Aochung Komori was not moved at all, his eyes did not take a moment of removal from Nori Takasuke's body, and his muzzle was always pressed against Nori Takasuke's head.

"Ah!" Mrs. Ishikawa screamed, then stumbled over and ran over: "No! No! Please don't do this!"

"Go back to the house!" Ritakasuke shouted loudly, "This is a man's business, what are you going to mix with? Go back!"

Mrs. Ishikawa still ran towards them, stretched out a hand from the darkness, and pulled her away. Tanabe slapped her hard. Mrs. Ishikawa threw herself to the ground and cried sadly.

Tanabe walked out slowly, and he woke up when the Aocheng Kohshan called the door. When Ritsunosuke came out, he was already hiding in the dark, and everything that happened in the yard was falling into his eyes and ears.

"Qingchengjun, what's going on?" Tianbian asked.

"Tanabianjun, the war is over. His Majesty made a decision at the imperial meeting to accept the Tehran Declaration. It will be broadcast to the whole country tomorrow. Taanabianjun, you can go home."

Rikio Nosuke finally believed it. He was in a very relaxed mood. Japan was finally defeated and surrendered. After ten years of struggle, he finally achieved his goal. North Korea, Kim Dalai's hometown, can finally sing and dance freely in the sun!

Tianbian sniffed in air conditioning, and he frowned slightly at Qingcheng Xiaoshan: "What are you doing? Doihira Jun gave the order?"

"This has nothing to do with the country, this is my private action." Qingcheng Xiaoshantou said without looking back.

"Qingchengjun, you can't do this," Tianbian shook his head and said, "There is no order, no evidence. If you do this, you are violating military orders!"

"The intelligence department building is in chaos, who still cares about the orders? Tanabe-kun, I'll say it again, this is a private operation," Aocheng Koyama glared at Ritakanosuke with gritted teeth: "It was him who betrayed hundreds of thousands of soldiers of the North China Expeditionary Force and sold Japan, and he must be punished!"

"Qingchengjun, calm down. Since the war is over, everything has disappeared." Tabaya walked to the hill of Qingcheng and slowly persuaded: "You have been investigating for a few years, and Doihara has also investigated for almost a year, but there is no evidence to prove it."

As he said that, Tababya's hand hit the wrist of Qingcheng Xiaoshan like lightning. Li Takanosuke lay back, and at the same time he flew up and kicked the crotch of Qingcheng Xiaoshan. "Bang!" A bullet flew into the air with a fire. Qingcheng Xiaoshan fell to the ground in pain. Li Takanosuke stood up and kicked the pistol away with one kick. The blade slashed down and stopped on the neck of Qingcheng Xiaoshan.

Qingcheng Xiaoshan stared at Tabaya, and the corners of his mouth twitched in pain. Ritakanosuke sighed, put away his knife, and then said calmly: "I told you before, you were wrong, and now I want to tell you, you were wrong. There are countless possibilities in the war. The Chinese people were able to win the Battle of North China because their strength was far greater than us, and we implemented a wrong strategy.

Originally, according to Ishihara's strategy, we retreated to the Great Wall area, leaned against Manchuria, and used the terrain advantages to sluggishly consume the Chinese army. We could at least protect Manchuria, but these idiots in the military headquarters forced us to fight against the Chinese people with firepower several times more than us on the North China Plain, and failure was inevitable.

When we fight on the territory of China, any changes in the garrison will attract the attention of the Chinese people. It is difficult to keep confidential, and it is normal for the Chinese people to be aware of our actions."

"What about the tavern? How do you explain the tavern's murder!" Qingcheng Xiaoshan lying on the ground and shouted.

"You just hold the bloody case in the tavern," Ritakanosuke shook his head regretfully and said, "Haocheng-kun, have you ever thought about it? Not only me are the people who went to that tavern, but also have many higher military ranks than me. Why do you only doubt me? In fact, from another perspective, it was originally a stronghold for Chinese people to collect information. There might be some sudden incidents that night, so they acted decisively, and I just escaped by chance..."

Ritsukonosuke shook his head again: "Forget it, what's the use of saying this now? Since the war has ended, it's better to think about the future. Let's just go through the past."

Aochung Koyama left with resentment, Ritakanosuke Katabe no longer sleepy, so he simply sat in the yard. Mrs. Ishikawa made tea for them, and then put Ritakanosuke's clothes on him before going to bed.

Ritakanosuke did not ask why Tanabe had to help him, Tanabe did not explain, and the two of them didn't talk about war, so they picked up something irrelevant.

The long war has been exhausted. When the war is gone, when the soldiers' stubbornness is removed, they feel relieved.

Before they knew it, the horizon turned white. Mrs. Ishikawa and Mrs. Nakamura got up one after another. Ritsunosuke told them not to go to work today and stay at home.

"A lot of things will happen today, don't go there."

The two women were a little hesitant. After all, it was difficult to find work now, but Li Takanosuke was very determined. Tanabe agreed, so the woman had to run out to make a phone call. Not long after, she heard someone calling outside:

"At twelve o'clock today, His Majesty the Emperor will speak to all the citizens, and all the citizens will stand up and listen!"

"Report!"

A loud report came from outside the door, and Zhuang Jihua couldn't help but frown. Xu Zuyi also looked at the door with a little surprise. The war zone headquarters knew that during the meeting, the meeting could be interrupted unless the emergency military information was urgent. But there was no emergency military information at all recently. Who is so bold?

Zhuang Jihua did not speak, but signaled Mei Yuntian to continue speaking. The military conference ended calmly, and several divisions drawn also began to seal heavy weapons according to the results of the military conference. The advance team had already set off to the new garrison and the agricultural reclamation site.

But there are still many problems now. The most important thing is lack of money. The engineering corps needs machinery, the agricultural reclamation corps needs seeds and agricultural tools. They also have to build barracks before winter begins, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable once winter begins.

But all this requires money, but Zhuang Jihua has no money, and the 500 million given by the central government has already been spent. Zhuang Jihua asked Mei Yuntian to transfer funds from the United States, ask Chiang Kai-shek and Song Ziwen for money, and ask Zhang Jingjiang and Yu Qiaqing to raise money, and use all means to make money.

Today's meeting is to solve the funding problem of the agricultural reclamation troops, but I didn't expect someone to break in.

"Report!"

A scream came from outside the door. Zhuang Jihua, who was already a little irritable, couldn't help but feel angry. Xu Zuyi quickly stood up and opened the door. Seeing the person outside the door, Xu Zuyi understood that something big happened, and the person outside the door was Ye Zhuquan, the director of the confidentiality department.

When Ye Zhuquan saw that the door was open, he ignored Xu Zuyi in front of him and quickly walked to Zhuang Jihua to report loudly: "The central government urgently sent a telegram," and said that, he wanted to hand over the telegram to Zhuang Jihua. Zhuang Jihua still frowned: "Read it, what's wrong."

"The Japanese surrendered." Ye Zhuquan couldn't hide his inner joy and said loudly: "Commander, the Japanese surrendered! We won!"

Zhuang Jihua was stunned for a few seconds, stood up, grabbed the telegram, and read it quickly with ten lines at a glance. It seemed that he suddenly lost all his strength, fell down and fell on a chair.

"Really?! The Japanese really surrendered in the Cultural Revolution!" Xu Zuyi's voice trembled and his eyes were wet. This was something I had been waiting for for a long time, but when things really came, I couldn't believe it.

"x***! These grandsons really surrendered!" Yang Sen also shouted, and Yu Jishi received the telegram from Zhuang Jihua and read it loudly: "The US government reported that last night, the Japanese ambassador to Switzerland contacted the US Embassy in Switzerland through Swiss diplomats to inform the United States that the Japanese government decided to accept the Tehran Declaration and surrender unconditionally. Japanese Emperor Hirohito will make a public speech at noon today and announce his acceptance of the Tehran Declaration!"

"What time is it now!" Xiong Shihui no longer calmed down and stood up and shouted: "Radio! Radio! Come and bring a radio."

Feng Gui suddenly laughed to the sky, bursting into tears in his laughter. Wu Ziniu quickly brought a radio, which belonged to Zhuang Jihua's office. Zhuang Jihua often listened to Japanese radio and the frequency was quickly confirmed.

"…In this way, how can I protect the 100 million innocent children? Thank you to the gods of the Emperor's Ancestor and Emperor's Sect!

This is why I ordered the imperial government to accept the Tehran Declaration......"

On the radio, Yuhito's voice was a little hoarse, and the translator was listening and translating. Before Yuhito finished his words, the second telegram from Chongqing arrived again. Chiang Kai-shek told Zhuang Jihua that according to the agreement with allies, North Korea would be included in the surrendered area of ​​the Chinese war zone, and the North Korean front would immediately take over the entire territory of North Korea.

"Telection Du Yuming, sending military envoys to the Japanese army this afternoon to contact the Japanese army for surrender, and telling him that he should move quickly, and all the North Korean troops returning from the Soviet Union should be kept out, and the Japanese prisoners of war gathered in Pyongyang and Seoul!"

Zhuang Jihua stood up and issued an order. Xu Zuyi quickly drafted it. Zhuang Jihua signed the letter and handed it over to Ye Zhuquan, asking him to send it to Du Yuming immediately.

"This news will be known to the people of the three eastern provinces in the shortest time!" Zhuang Jihua said loudly.

"The Japanese surrendered!"

The news quickly spread throughout Beidaying, and the soldiers who were training were celebrating wildly. Countless bullets flew into the sky, laughing and laughing, and everyone laughed and hugged with relief. At this moment, there was no difference in military ranks, and the officers and soldiers were singing and dancing together.

From the Northeast where the cold gradually grows, to Guangdong where the spring still exists, to the wet Myanmar; from the barren desert border to the east coast of the blue sea and blue sky; from the Mongolian Plateau to the Jiangnan water towns with numerous water networks.

The whole of China was trapped in a sea of ​​joy, and citizens rushed out of their homes, rushed to the streets, and rushed into the shops: "Wine! Wine!"

The impatient person went over the counter, grabbed a few bottles of wine, hugged it in his arms, and then squeezed it out. The shopkeeper and his friend wanted to stop it, but the crowd squeezed aside, and they were so anxious that they were all snatched away. In a blink of an eye, the wine at the counter was snatched away, leaving behind colorful banknotes. The shopkeeper was not happy at all, and cursed while picking up the banknotes: "Malaba! It's good to leave a few bottles for me!"

Long strings of firecrackers hang down from the second floor, crackling explosions one after another, and soon the whole city was shrouded in the smoke. The children were circling around in the smoke, waving the national flag in their hands excitedly.

"Get up! People who don't want to be slaves! Build our flesh and blood into our new Great Wall, and the Chinese nation has reached the most dangerous moment..."

A flag on the blue sky and white sun was walking in front, and a group of Northeastern University students were holding hands, singing the marches of the Volunteers, walking past the streets, and a large group of citizens followed them, and the sound of the mountains and the seas was heard.

Weber rubbed his wet eyes and murmured: "Victory! Victory!"

Charles choked up and said, "We won!"

Bai Xiude opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

Joy, full of joy everywhere, the conference room had already changed, and there were more than a dozen empty bottles of wine on the table, Yu Jishi and Yang Sen, even Xu Zuyi, who had always been steady, was drunk.

"You haven't seen the Hanzhong Army! The champion is young..." Yu Jishi held a wine glass with one hand and beat the other, singing loudly the Expeditionary Army's song.

"I was angry and rushed to the crown, leaning on the railing, and the rain stopped..." Xu Zuyi laughed and sang Man Jianghong inconsistently.

"Ge! Come! Cheers! Don't go back if you're drunk today!" Yang Sen carried the bottle of wine and patted his chest and called his brother whenever he met everyone, regardless of whether the other party was a soldier, an officer, a man or a woman.

The slightly calm officer quickly took out the money saved by the company and asked someone to buy wine and meat immediately, and the whole army gathered for a meal!

Zhuang Jihua quietly exited from the conference room and returned to his office. He suddenly felt a silence. He wanted to find a quiet place and wait alone quietly. I don’t know how long it took, but the door suddenly opened. Gong Xiuhua flashed in, his face was flushed with alcohol, and he stumbled to Zhuang Jihua.

Snuggling in his arms and listening to each other's heartbeat, without any slightest hurdle, the two of them leaned quietly together, and the sound of shooting came from outside the window from time to time.

"End, start, the final decisive battle is about to begin. This time, I must not lose!" Zhuang Jihua's expression was firm and his eyes were far-reaching.

Cross the mountains, rivers, and earth.

He seemed to see Chongqing, two planes soaring into the air and flying northwest. Chiang Kai-shek and Soong Mei-ling left Chongqing and went to Yalta to attend the Four-Country Summit.

It seemed as if Mei Youlan was leading Yaya Momo quietly boarding another US military plane, which shuttled through the clouds and came to the northeast.

He seemed to see Zhao Hanjie, Guo Yaoshi, Wang Mingzhang, Li Jiayu, the well-known and unknown soldiers, on the banks of the Qinhuai River, in the Jianghuai land, in the Myanmar jungle, in the mountains of northern Hubei, and in the North China Plain, fighting bravely. Their groups passed by, their steps were all over China, and their blood stained the earth and mountains.

Victory! We finally won! Expel the Tartars and restore China! Four hundred million people, united, won this war that concerns the life and death of the nation.

"We won't lose, we will definitely win!"

Gong Xiuhua felt that Zhuang Jihua suddenly hugged her tighter, leaning against his chest as if intoxicated. A ray of sunlight came out of the crack of the clouds and shone straight to the window. The two of them squinted their eyes almost at the same time and covered their eyes with their hands.

The sun shines on your body, warm.

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