Goryeo, Sinuiju!

Although Japan was no longer able to cross the Yalu River to support the Kwantung Army in Mantung, Seishiro Itagaki had been paying attention to the movements of the Chinese army on the other side of the Yalu River.

Itagaki Seishiro had nearly 100,000 troops in five divisions. The troops all turned to a defensive posture to be careful of Chinese attacks. At the same time, there were 40,000 laborers forcibly recruited from other areas of Goryeo on the way.

These workers will join the huge engineering plan to build the Yalu River defense line.

Itagaki Seishiro also knew that the base camp had begun to build an air defense network in the Sea of ​​Japan and the west coast, which were part of the homeland defense plan.

It can be seen from this series of actions at the base camp that the Kwantung Army in Manchuria has been completely abandoned, and the previous ambitious plan to go north has also come to nothing.

Japan's national power is limited. At present, Japan can only do its best to invade Southeast Asia. After integrating resources, it may continue to implement the grand strategic goals set in the Kwantung Army's special large-scale exercise plan.

The loss of the 1.2 million Kwantung Army was an extremely serious blow to the Imperial Army. At the same time, the loss of Manchuria as an industrial base would cause a certain degree of fluctuation in the national military production system, and it may be difficult for some supplies to continue to supply frontline troops.

These are only short-term impacts, and Itagaki Seishiro is unwilling to consider the long-term impacts.

Chief of Staff Tan Takahashi walked into his room and reported bad news.

"Your Excellency, General, we have lost contact with the Kwantung Army headquarters and the Emperor of Manchukuo."

Seeing Itagaki Seishiro's sharp eyes sweeping over him, the chief of staff spoke in detail:

"Intelligence shows that the Chinese launched this kind of attack on the Changchun area from Foxiao today. This may be the reason why we lost contact with the Kwantung Army headquarters!

According to the scheduled plan, the Emperor of Manchukuo should have arrived at the first contact point two hours ago. They would use the contact point's radio to report that they were safe. After replenishing supplies at the contact point, they would continue to use the dark night to report to the second contact point.

Let’s go!

It has been two hours, and we still haven’t received a telegram from the Emperor of Manchukuo, so I’m afraid the situation is in danger!”

Itagaki Seishiro also knew the base camp’s intention of asking the Emperor of Manchukuo to flee. He blinked and asked:

"Our response team has crossed the Yalu River, right? Where is it now?"

"Stand by in a mountainous area less than 50 miles away from the river!"

"Let the small team search westward. If there is no news about the Emperor of Manchukuo after three days, then withdraw!"

"Hey!" Tan Takahashi asked:

"Do you need to report to the base camp?"

"Of course we have to report it. The Emperor of Manchukuo knows a lot of our country's secrets. Once the base camp knows this news, they can make preparations in advance and don't be disgraced like last time!"

"Hiyi!"

Itagaki Seishiro stood up,

"The main force of the Sixth Corps is attacking Harbin, so are there any changes in the Chinese on the opposite side?"

Chief of Staff Major General Tan Takahashi replied:

"Not yet, but the warships at sea have been withdrawn, and they seem to have gone to the Yellow Sea further south!"

"Those arrogant and arrogant guys in the Navy didn't take the Bohai Fleet seriously at all. It will be too late when they have full wings. What a bunch of bastards!" Seishiro Itagaki cursed angrily.

"well……"

"Go get the defense plan, I want to see it again!"

Itagaki Seishiro was worried that the Sixth Corps would be able to cross the Yalu River with the power of victory, annihilating 1.2 million Kwantung Army troops, and attack Goryeo. He would not be able to stop such an offensive, so preparations must be made early to delay the attack.

“Hiyi!!!”

………

“Rumble…”

The ground was shaking constantly, and the dull explosions never stopped after the battle started.

Kimura Hyōtaro patted the dirt and dust from his hair, took a look at the top of the underground command room, and found that the temporary underground fortress was quite strong, and there was no sign of collapse for a while. He was relieved!

"Your Majesty General, the troops on the city wall reported that the Chinese are violently shelling our positions outside the city!

Zhong Kui, incendiary bombs, white phosphorus bombs and the legendary bombs that produce mushroom clouds took turns. Half of the troops were asking for tactical guidance, and the other half lost contact!"

Ueda Kenkichi was concentrating on wiping the imperial sword given by him. The dust kept falling. He couldn't wipe it clean no matter what, but he never tired of it.

After hearing the report, he said without raising his head:

“For the Chinese, this is their last battle in the Northeast, and they want to win neatly, neatly and thoroughly!

Various bombs are just the beginning, the infantry attack will be the most violent!

Changchun cannot be defended, I only hope that the warriors of the empire can kill more enemies and make them pay with blood!"

"Hehehe..." Ueda Kenji joked to himself.

"But we cannot withstand the three-dimensional fire attack, and the infantry attack is even more unstoppable. Times have changed, Kimura-kun!"

Kimura Hyōtaro was also heartbroken. He personally sent out the farewell message, but dying in this closed basement seemed a bit too aggrieved and unworthy.

Just as he was about to say something, the noisy voices of the staff came from beside him.

"Hey hey hey, what did you say?"

"Takahashi Wing, can you hear the call from headquarters?"

"What's going on? It seems like all the phone lines are disconnected!"

"Try using the radio..."

Kimura Hyōtaro and Ueda Kenkichi fell in love with the Communications Department at the same time. They both thought of something and sighed inwardly in unison.

Not long after, a communications staff officer came over and reported anxiously:

"Your Excellency, Commander, Your Excellency, Chief of Staff, all the phones are not working. The main force of the Chinese has not entered the city yet. It should be spies who are causing sabotage in the city. They have cut off the phone lines!"

"Bang!"

As soon as the communications officer finished speaking, all the lights in the underground command room went out.

The darkness drowned the Japanese like an icy tide, and heavy breathing came and went.

"It seems that the Chinese not only cut off our telephone lines, but also cut off the power supply!" Ueda Kenkichi's self-deprecating voice came from the darkness.

After the kerosene lamp was lit, light appeared in the basement again, but the light was much dimmer than before.

This basement was built temporarily and there was no adequate backup power supply at all.

The meager power supply should be reserved for use by radio stations and other communication equipment.

Ueda Kenkichi began to wipe the saber carefully again and asked casually:

"How long?"

Hyōtaro Kimura knew that he was asking about the time of the Chinese shelling, so he looked at his watch and replied:

"It's been over an hour!"

"It's been more than an hour, and the Chinese have no intention of stopping the bombardment! Jiangdong's wealth is far beyond our imagination. Haha, it is our fate to die under such an opponent!"

The phone line was cut and communication with the outside world was blocked. Kimura Hyōtaro did not want to stay in this dark basement anymore and said:

"Your Majesty General, let me go to the ground and take command. No matter how fierce the Chinese attack is, the imperial warriors will not let them easily occupy Changchun!"

Ueda Kenkichi stopped wiping his saber, stood up and bowed to Kimura Hyoutarou, who returned the bow with the same gesture.

Both of them knew in their hearts that this separation would probably be their eternal farewell.

Try your best to put on a bitter smile.

After Changchun was surrounded, the Political Department and the Anti-War League did not stop trying to persuade the Japanese troops to surrender.

Tweeters, loudspeakers, leaflets persuading surrender, and various methods were used in endlessly.

The soldiers of the Kwantung Army felt the desolation and sorrow of being surrounded on all sides!

The expatriates were so hungry that their eyes were filled with stars and their hands and feet were weak. They no longer thought about the glory of the Yamato nation. They just hoped to have a full meal.

Even the proud flower of the Japanese army becomes rancid when it withers.

More than an hour of fierce shelling shattered the last remaining fighting spirit of the Japanese.

The Japanese on the city wall looked at the earth-shattering events outside the city, their eyes gradually turning from shock to numbness.

Even if some people shout long live His Majesty the Emperor, they will no longer be as fanatical as in the past.

The withering of the Japanese flower began slowly over half a month. It was rotten to the core and had no chance to bloom again. Their ultimate fate was to turn into powder and fertilizer, making the Northeast Plains more fertile and rich.

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Lu Jiu has stayed in Changchun for more than half a year. In this final battle, all his preparations will come in handy.
Chapter completed!