Nine Songs of Anti-Japanese War

Chapter 28

Hunan in mid-autumn has gradually been surrounded by cold.For nearly a month, the piercing sound of the Zero plane's engine, the rising and falling guns on the shore of Dongting Lake, and the fiery red jungle spreading on both sides of the Liuyang River did not stop the pace of autumn's invasion.

Changsha Piyi sat under the lamp, counting the few remaining magazines, reloading them while calculating in his mind.During the day, he was on the front line looking at the face of the leading enemy city lord, and retreated with the 74th Army while using this Hanyang made one shot at a time for cover.I still remember the time when the warlords fought melee more than ten years ago, and I was still very unaccustomed to using local armed forces in the first battle. Often when the two sides encountered a fight, they would rush forward with their guns in a panic, shouting indecent words in their mouths without aiming at them. If the opponent does not retreat when the bullets are exhausted, it will be his turn to slip away with his tail between his legs.When this level meets the new Whampoa army, it will inevitably be defeated.It can be regarded as the central army that inherited the new army back then, and the utilization rate of ammunition is naturally much higher, but with such careful planning, it is still forced to give up its own city for the second time... Changsha is heartwarming to think about it.

"Don't be too anxious." Wuhan stopped writing his pen in his routine combat log, and looked up at Changsha. "As long as the battle continues, there is hope for a counterattack. Now the Japanese army has not entered the city yet, and we can do it if we do." Get them out."

"I'm not anxious, I just don't want to follow in your footsteps too early and become an empty city lord." Chang Sha teased back.

Wuhan was silent.It is common for the conversation with Changsha to be diverted. He has long since stopped being annoyed by this, but he has never figured out how to pay back properly.Zhuzhou on the side said: "Patriarch, Brother Wuhan is trying to comfort you, so be more polite... Wouldn't it be better?"

"Pfft! Xiaozhu, don't you understand? A Jiang likes to be teased by others, although he doesn't say anything, he can look forward to it. I talk to him like this to repay his kindness."

As Chang Sha spoke, the worry on his face disappeared, and joy flew into the corners of his eyes and brows.Zhuzhou turned his face away, pretending to fight mosquitoes. Out of a similar mood, Wuhan suddenly realized that his face was full of tears.Changsha coughed heavily and said, "That's enough, Ah Jiang, let's get down to business. The war has been fought very badly in the past week, and this momentum cannot be let go."

Aren’t you the one who changed the topic first—but Wuhan never knew the current affairs, so he continued: “Well, the tactical preparations for the ninth theater are quite sufficient. It was messed up, our actions seemed to be in the hands of the enemy, and the intelligence must have been intercepted." [Note 1] "Not only was it uncovered, but it was probably more than once. What kind of thing is this?" Changsha revealed in his words The anger was undisguised, but the tone was low and steady, "The soldiers on the front line are bleeding and sweating, but the guys in the rear can't even encrypt a few strings of small codes. Do you want to eat rice?"

Wuhan sighed slightly: "I don't know the technology of code encryption very well, and I have been exposed to it before. It is not easy to engage in telegrams, so I shouldn't blame them too much."

"I know. But—deciphering three or two characters is enough to destroy a regiment, and it must not go on like this."

"Yes. It won't work like this."

There was a long silence.Under the faint light, the shadows of Changsha holding a gun in his arms and Wuhan holding a diary dragged and merged on the ground, exchanging silent thoughts.Then Zhuzhou said: "Let's tell the base camp? Although they should have noticed it, it's a bit late to say it at this time, but it's better to face up to the problem earlier than to ignore it."

"Xiaozhu, you are right. We have fallen behind in weapons and personnel, and we can no longer afford to lose in the intelligence war."

Wuhan asked: "Do you think there is a way to catch up in the short term? I also support reporting it, but Chongqing has worked very hard. Maybe Chongqing will say 'you are so troublesome' and scold us instead... Although they Not really scolding."

"I'm used to his knife-mouthed bean curd heart, who is afraid of anyone." When Changsha's life and death were unknown after the Wenxi fire, Chongqing even specially comforted Yue Yang and gave Changsha a very good evaluation. Afterwards, I heard that Changsha was grateful. But he was not in the mood to bring it up for the time being, and just said, "It's the headquarters' business to think of a way, and we have nothing to do with it."

"……Too."

"Okay, that's the end of the telegram issue. Xiaozhu, please report to Chongqing for us, and then go back to your own city! Prepare for the worst first, my city will be taken, and it will be your turn soon .”

Zhuzhou nodded solemnly, and went out after saying how much he cherished each other with Changsha Wuhan.Changsha watched his back for a while, and murmured: "Tomorrow, whose division will attack my city first? Kumamoto's? Nagoya's? Or..."

"Why do you feel like you're betting on a bet?"

"The war is out of my control, and the enemy's intelligence is not complete. Can I not bet on it? I would rather Nagoya. Although he himself does logistics and does not lead an army, his third division is better than Kumamoto's sixth division." Changsha smiled wryly. , "Compared. In 28 years in Jinan, in 37 years in Nanjing [Note 2]... that man rushed to the front line by himself, and never thought of restraining the soldiers. I heard the Japanese mention that no matter how honest a person enters the army , within three years, burning and killing people, all kinds of evil things can be done. This world turns people into ghosts, and ghosts kill the surviving people... I have never been afraid of fighting them face to face, I am afraid of my citizens... ..."

Wuhan pressed his shoulder heavily. "Let's think about it for the time being. If you are optimistic, you can sleep well... If you have enough energy, you will have the strength to fight tomorrow."

They lay with their guns and clothes on their pillows, and Chang Sha couldn't even untie the ponytail tied low on the back of their heads.Wuhan woke up in a daze in the coolness of the early morning. Before he opened his eyes, he was pushed and shoved several times, followed by a nervous and strangely excited voice from Changsha: "Ah Jiang, get up! The Japanese army crossed the Liuyang River It's entering the city!"

Wuhan turned around and got up.Changsha led him to the top of the assembled hill, surrounded by troops of the 74th Army that had assembled densely without the sound of the trumpets. The north of the hill was Changsha City.Only then did Wuhan have time to ask: "Are we going to enter the city to fight in this posture? Whose division is entering?"

Changsha didn't turn his head back, let alone blink: "The Fourth Division is from Osaka."

"..."

"You have to pick the soft persimmons, God finally gave us a little good face."

After entering the city that day, the Fourth Division was driven out by the defenders.Afterwards, the enemy occupied Changsha and Zhuzhou for a time, but suddenly withdrew their troops two days later. Changsha and Wuhan pursued them until they reached the banks of the Xinqiang River, and the areas controlled by both sides returned to the state before the war.Unexpectedly, after going back, I was scolded by Chongqing.

Chongqing dumped the internal information on the casualty statistics of the Ninth War Zone on the table: "The newspapers are again promoting the successful defense of the city and the victory of the battle, the annihilation of 5 enemies and other nonsense. You have done enough face-saving projects, so don't get dizzy yourself."

Changsha rolled his eyes: "Your Excellency, do you think we are mentally retarded? It's the same as the time I survived the fire. The momentum of occupying the city was just right, and then suddenly withdrew. It's very good to wipe out the living forces and open up the southwest gate. They have gained more this time than last time." Rich."

"It's good for you to be clear. Sichuan depends on you standing in front. That bastard in Rongcheng can still harass me and delay the defense of the Ninth War Zone. In this battle, if the enemy seriously targets the siege of the city, don't even think about it in Changsha." Jumping up—I don’t want to say it but I have to say it, according to this performance, the central government must report you for criticism!"

Chang Sha rolled back his black eyes, not intending to refute.He was not eloquent, so Wuhan had no choice but to help him and said: "There seems to be something wrong? The leader of the Changsha team has done his best, and he has not made any mistakes in tactics. He cannot be blamed..."

"Wuhan, don't talk to Changsha all the time. Who doesn't know what you're thinking, and I'm tired of seeing you both playing double reeds." Chongqing waved his hands contemptuously, "It's true that Changsha is not to blame, but the loss of troops is huge. Anyone with a discerning eye can see the defeat. The commissioner lashed out at the Ninth War Zone, and the people said that I don’t want to find a city lord to publicly scold and violate the system. As for you in Changsha, you have to be wronged. Criticism is criticism. Do you have the right to appeal?"

"Whoever wants to complain, doesn't it mean that the battle was not fought? I do things alone." Changsha replied casually, squinting his eyes and crossing his chest, "Speaking of something meaningful, what about the issue of strengthening intelligence warfare that we mentioned earlier? Will you seriously consider it? It doesn’t matter if I have to fight for another hundred rounds, but I don’t like to always be seen through my intentions.”

"I understand, it's not your fault to be scolded, you... have worked hard."

After slowly finishing this sentence, Chongqing suddenly looked very tired.The three brass-colored general stars on his epaulets were also covered with too much dust invisible to the naked eye, and they dimmed unconsciously.

"A few days ago, I sent Beiping to Soviet Russia. The result was good. The Soviet Union and Germany went to war. No matter how much Ren Beiping said, it would be impossible for Moscow to take action against Tokyo. We can only hope that Soviet Russia will not collapse first. As for Xi'an, after hearing about the incident in southern Anhui, he kept silent, and was more anxious than Beiping. He had only left for two days, and he also ran back to Shaanxi to find Yan'an. The two talking masters are not here, I don't know. Can comfort people, only to say sorry. We are different from ordinary people. We have to suffer grievances, but we still have to endure life. If we survive, we are victorious. The Military Commission was also very unhappy about the telegram being deciphered. I haven’t seen him for several days. According to him, it’s not enough to have people from the southwestern rear to make trouble, and we need to bring back some of the people who were previously stationed in the occupied areas.”

"Occupied area?" Wuhan immediately thought of someone.

"Shanghai?" Changsha quickly connected.

"Yeah, he's very energetic, maybe he will come over to give guidance in person... After seeing off the two old masters, another young master came here, and there is still a bastard who sings and sings in front of him. Who do I know? , life is too bitter."

Chongqing muttered, and gave the two of them a hard look.The atmosphere became much lighter under the stare, Changsha took the lead and let out a haha, and the three of them burst out laughing.The dissatisfaction that seemed to exist between them also dissipated.

In the early morning of November 11, a heavy snowstorm turned the capital of the Soviet Union into a world of ice and snow.The streets are snow-white, the magnificent palaces of the Kremlin are snow-white, the tanks, cannons, and cars neatly displayed on Red Square are also snow-white, and even the shoulders and backs of the commanders and soldiers standing in front of Lenin's tomb are covered with snow.

A gust of cold wind hit, Moskva subconsciously wrapped his tweed cloak tightly, and his fingers slid down and brushed the Tokarev gun holster around his waist, only to feel relieved.He looked up at the sky, and there was still intermittent light snow, and there was no shadow of the Nazi enemy plane.General Zhukov standing beside him said: "Please don't worry about defense issues. Two air divisions are guarding the sky of Red Square. During the military parade, there will never be a bomber flying over our heads."

"I'm not worried. You are the one in charge of this defense, how could I doubt it...General, thank you for everything you have done for Leningrad. I should have paid tribute to you as soon as you came back."

"Thank you. The great city was besieged even though it repelled the first wave of the attack... Despite the best efforts of the front army, he still had to face a long battle, and I did not do enough. "

"This is a hurdle that he and his people have to go through." Moscow said briefly, "We can only pray for him and do our job well."

At this time, the first secretary boarded the podium above Lenin's tomb, the audience held their breath, and the conversation between the two came to an end.The officers and soldiers didn't know that the crimson tomb of the martyrs they focused on was empty. Lenin's body had been evacuated to Tyumen along the Trans-Siberian Railway across the Ural Mountains, so that he could continue to protect the motherland he built by himself in a safe hinterland.Moscow also named Tyumen and Novosibirsk at the joint meeting in August, and confessed that they might become the new center of the Great Patriotic War in case of accidents.The two were just teenagers. After hearing the confession, there was no fear but confusion on their faces. Sverdlovsk (Yekaterinburg) even opened his arms and embraced them: "Kiev may not come back, but you You two and my sister are here... I will always support you!"

Yes, Kiev can no longer come back, and Leningrad has also lost news.That day in the living room of the National Defense Building, he said, "When a man is about to die, his words are good", and then added with a chuckle: "Their head of state said that they want to wipe me off the earth..."

What kind of insane hatred must this be, to bear the existence of a town in the world?However, Leningrad's brows and eyes were indifferent, as if he didn't care. Although Moscow had hated his frivolous appearance, his heart was constricted by pain at this time.Leningrad, with this new name he reluctantly gave, he realized his own destiny.

"Peter..." He untied the epaulettes from his collar with slightly trembling fingers and stuffed them into his brother's palm, "You never know what it is to be afraid. You are not afraid of death, but hate the enemy that brings death. Just because you love the people, the lives of the people I've watched and guarded for as long as I can remember."

Leningrad put his left hand over his right, wrapped the epaulets tightly, and also wrapped Moscow's hand tightly.

"The desperate battle is not for glory, but for life on the earth. [Note 3] Yes, I firmly believe in it...Brother, I'm glad you finally told me something from your heart."

"Isn't what I said before the truth?"

"It is the truth, but not the truth. Yesterday you were full of anger and pain, but today, love and faith have returned to us. Maybe they are not opposed, but complementary." Leningrad walked side by side with him On the steps to the office, I suddenly quickened my pace to go to the high point first, and then turned back. "We can only love with pain, only in suffering! We can't love in any other way, and we don't know any other way of loving. [Note 4] Human beings are really terribly smart, aren't they? So early, it has penetrated our current state of mind..."

His purple eyes are like a magnificent lake, flashing the thousand-year-old scenery of Russia.The white night and the aurora, the dark wilderness and the jungle, the riders with bows and the horses soaring, the incense-filled mass with St. George's unsheathed sword and the soft voice of the Virgin Mary.At the end is the red flame that soars to the sky, burning everything without hesitation, but after the flames pass, another chaotic road opens.

They are doomed to wander forever.

Leningrad looked down at him, and his lips moved: "Brother. This is my last plea—please bless me and hug me three times according to the Russian custom."

Moskva's eyes were filled with transparent and hot liquid.He couldn't control it, and he didn't want to control it, so he just stretched out his hand.

"I promise you, dear Peter."

... Our ancestors, united as one,

Stretch out the arms like a cross to protect the living

Pray to the gods for their godless descendants.

Do you know that the motherland may not mean the usual

The tall mansions where I live happily in the city,

It refers to these rural dirt roads that our ancestors walked out for generations,

As well as the usual crosses on their Russian tombs.

I don't know about you, but I'm because of the war

It was the first time I set foot on these dirt roads in the countryside.

From village to village, take away women's dirges,

Take away the widow's tears, take away the yearning of the country road.

Alyosha, do you remember the farmhouse on the outskirts of Borisov,

The shrill cry of the weeping girl who helped the dead body,

The gray-haired old woman in the plush coat,

The old man who was completely white looked like he was wearing a shroud.

But what should we say to them, what can we do to comfort them?

But the old woman, with her womanly sensibility, understood the depths of suffering,

Do you remember, she said to us: "My own flesh and blood,

You go ahead, we will be waiting for you. "

"We'll be waiting for you!" the ranch shouted to us.

"We'll be waiting for you!" the forest declared to us.

Do you know, Alyosha, that every night I dream of

Their cries followed closely behind me.

According to Russian habits, comrades-in-arms

Just throwing the flames on Russian land behind

and died before us, with breasts outstretched,

The bullet let go of you and me for the time being.

But I'm convinced again and again that life's time is past,

Anyway, I'm still very proud--

For the kindest Russian land that bore me and reared me,

For my good fortune to die on this land,

For Mother Russia brought us into the world,

For Russian women to send us to battle,

At the same time, hug me three times according to Russian custom.

The first secretary's speech is coming to an end.

"... the German invaders want a war of annihilation against the peoples of the USSR. Well, since the Germans want a war of annihilation, they will get it. Our task from now on will be to destroy all Germans who invade the territory of our motherland - the occupiers Annihilate every single one left!"

The military band played passionate music, the audience's slogans and cheers joined together, and the shout of "Ulla" resounded through the hazy sky.As usual, Moscow himself would go up and say a few words.He straightened his blond hair and walked to the front of the stage, scanning the crowd who had just returned to silence on the Red Square.They have a variety of faces, including Slavs, Cossacks, Mongols... What they have in common is that many of them are young recruits who have not fought a few battles.After this military parade, they will go directly to the front line and join the battle to defend the capital. It is unknown how many of them will bid farewell to their parents, wives and children forever, never to return.

Since the war started, he has been seeing off relatives and friends non-stop.Or leave him a smile, or give him tears.Tyumen and the others belonged to the first type, Leningrad was the second type, and New York was the weird variation of the first type with the promise of aid attached, while the long joy and bitterness that Peiping gave him did not belong to any of them.That day when he sent Leningrad away, he ran back to apologize to Peiping. Before he could finish his sentence, Peiping interrupted him with a frown: "Is there any need to be so unreasonable? You may have been drunk last night, but I Very sober. People should be responsible for their own choices, I know that. You don’t have to apologize if you didn’t do anything wrong. If you say you’re wrong, I have a share too..."

He said eagerly: "If you can think this way, of course I won't take it as a mistake! But I underestimated you and myself at the beginning. My feelings are real, but... last night was too impulsive after all. Are you... all right?"

"……I'm very good."

That's all for this discussion.Beiping stayed for ten more days at his request, and talked with him about the diplomatic strategy towards Britain and the United States and Japan's movements on the eastern front, and basically confirmed that although it seemed like a good time to stab a knife in the back, the Japanese army did not dare to tear up the neutrality treaty and rush on the eastern front. send troops.The conclusion of the treaty caused great dissatisfaction in China, but because of the German invasion, they were able to talk about it calmly.Subsequently, the High Command also made up its mind to transfer part of the Far Eastern troops to the Western Front to support the capital.On the day of departure, Peiping declined Moscow to send him to the airport.

Moscow only had time to say a few official words: "I assure you, when we get rid of the Germans, we will help you later. Not just in terms of materials... Last year's words will always be valid: May the Chinese people overcome everything enemy."

"Thank you, and I hope you will repel the invaders as soon as possible." Beiping's dark pupils met his, "I look forward to seeing you again. Do you have anything else to say?"

"Yes. I hope that when we meet next time, we can directly call each other 'you'."

"Ok."

"In addition, please allow me to say goodbye to you according to the old etiquette..." [Note 5] He thought of those he had already seen off, and looked at the Red Army who was about to see him off.The suffering of life is always heartbreaking, but the heartbreak will hold up a calm and firm strength.Let me bless you too, he said silently in his heart, leaning closer to the microphone: "These days when I go to the military camp, I often hear the young men chanting a sentence: Beautiful and chaste Moscow, I will defend her skirts to the death! Sorry, you beautiful and chaste Moscow can't wear skirts, and can't gather you under them to protect you, though I desperately want to."

The soldiers below twisted the corners of their mouths, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh.

"On the contrary, I have something to ask of you, and I want you to risk your life to protect me. Yes, we will destroy the invaders, but we will also pay a considerable price. If one day you see the cruelty of the battlefield, you can't contain it. Don't forget what a sacred land you are fighting for, and what a strong people you are. We are not France on its knees, we are not Britain, apparently powerless, we are members of the Soviet Union Sons and daughters, have a will of steel, one heart and one mind without fear of sacrifice. More than 100 years ago, we let the French throw up their armor and armor; more than 100 years later, we will let the Germans who came in along the same route die happily. The dawn of the world On our shoulders, through the thickest darkness before the dawn, tomorrow is ahead. So rise up, my people! For me, for the Soviet motherland, for your friends and family, for generations to live on the land war!"

He raised his right hand and raised it high into the air.The first salute was fired, and the sky and the earth sang together as one, and the snow could not suppress their surging heat.

"And I will always be with you!"

It was not too late when we came out of the radio sub-station of the Special Technology Research and Application Department.Shanghai buried his hands in his windbreaker pockets and walked along the banks of the Suzhou River for a while.He was supposed to summarize and criticize the unfavorable work of the intelligence officers of the traffic group some time ago in the sub-channel, but he was contradicted by a newcomer with a background, and he even pulled out completely irrelevant old accounts and talked about Shanghai in front of more than ten people. After one or two", how to break the ties with CPC.Shanghai immediately pushed back his unsubstantiated remarks and brought the topic back on track.Although he didn't want to get angry because of this, it spoiled his interest after all.

Ah.Stupid fledgling boy, if I tell you how many Communist Party members are lurking in the military command, see if you don't frighten your shit and run to hug Dad's thigh.

That's all.After his scolding without profanity today, no one should dare to interfere with work with party disputes in the future.He was blown by the cold wind by the river, his mind calmed down, and the depression in his heart dissipated.Walking to the Waibaidu Bridge, the first thing that catches the eye is the iron gate with a width of several feet, with barriers such as barbed wire fences and fortifications built with sandbags on both sides. Since the beginning of 1941, the relationship between the United States and Japan has become more tense, and the atmosphere in the concession has become more delicate day by day. The American and Japanese sentinels who used to smoke a cigarette and take pictures through this symbolic iron gate have also cut off communication, and each takes strict precautions. Potential enemies across the Suzhou Creek.

He saw a familiar figure of a woman, wearing a thin cheongsam wrapped in a shawl, wandering on the bridge.He hurriedly stepped forward and called out, "Mrs. Fansler?...Miss Tang?"

The woman turned around after a few seconds of delay, saw Shanghai's eyes light up slightly, and called out his common name: "Mr. Wu? Long time no see."

"Yeah, long time no see. Last time I saw your child was not born yet, how are you doing now?"

"Well, a very healthy girl. My husband named her Haitel earlier. It's a pity..." The woman brushed back her hair that was blown by the wind, and said softly, "In the afternoon, I saw another group of marines boarding the The ship back home."

"Let's move strategically."

Shanghai naturally understands why the U.S. Marine Corps is gradually withdrawing from the leasehold, but it is unwilling to tell Ms. Tang that she and a Marine got a marriage certificate two years ago. That's why I got acquainted with them.He admired this Miss Tang who was born in Peiping, and even planned to make fun of Peiping with this matter.The good times didn't last long. Mr. Fansler left his pregnant wife last winter and was transferred back to the mainland with the army. 【Note 6】Miss Tang must have been in love with the scene, so it is inconvenient for him to say more.

"Mr. Wu, you don't have to be overly careful. You told me a lot before you left. I'm an educated person, and I don't know how to understand this: the United States has no hope to scare me with such little soldiers in China." The Japanese are living here, and if a war really breaks out, they will immediately abandon the concession. Although this isolated island is still very prosperous, I'm...prepared."

Facing her clear eyes, Shanghai felt a surge of respect.No matter where, those who have the courage to face their fate will always be respected. "You are amazing..." He said, taking out a handful of banknotes and pushing them to her, "Use this money to buy food for Ling Qianjin, I will visit you when I have time. It is windy by the river, go home early. "

The woman didn't make any excuses, and bowed: "Thank you, please cherish it too."

The winter night fell very quickly, and just 5 minutes after saying goodbye to Ms. Tang, the International Settlement was lit up, and fell into another cycle of drunkenness, dreams and death.Get rid of the prosperity that floats on the surface, and the bottom is where his battlefield is.Shanghai brought a rickshaw back to the old Shikumen house, and Ningbo rushed forward to welcome him and dragged him to sit down in the living room.

"Shanghai, do you remember the information deciphered by the military command in May?"

"The one who said that Japan intends to take decisive action against the United States?"

"That's right. Wasn't there a secret message that the Japanese navy wanted to attack Pearl Harbor... The Japanese communist spies who participated in obtaining that secret message were executed by the military two days ago." [Note 7] "...I didn't hide it. .”

As the Japanese military government advances its wars around the world, it has launched increasingly rigorous searches against dissidents. The number of Japanese personnel who have cooperated with them and been arrested is far from being countable.Although sacrifices are common, it is always frustrating not to be able to protect those who give them selfless help.Ningbo, however, had no time to sigh, and said: "It took a lot of manpower and material resources, and the Americans didn't think about it carefully, and said that we didn't provide a detailed time. It's their military port that is going to be attacked, how can they be so careless?"

"I'm afraid that China will deliberately sow dissension and drag them into the war. The Roosevelt administration is already considered a radical, but if it shows too much enthusiasm for war, it will be kicked out by the opposition party and the people."

Ningbo snorted: "What if the information is true? I'm not afraid of it? But according to the current situation, Japan won't do such a thing right away... Then it's not a local conflict, it's a complete face-off."

"Many people believe that. But..." Shanghai stood up, pacing restlessly on the Persian carpet, "During the past few months, Washington's trade blockade against Japan has been strengthened step by step, and Japan has frequently taken action in Nanyang. Now provide information The spy was executed again, and the smell of gunpowder is getting stronger every day... Who can be sure of the Japanese's thoughts? We have already prepared our way out, because we are afraid..."

"Are you afraid?"

Shanghai stopped and stared out the window.He couldn't see the feasting and feasting every night, but only the endless tigers, leopards and wolves lurking in the darkness.He rolled his eyes twice, locked on the target like a falcon, and said to Ningbo without hesitation: "I have a plan. Go to sea to spy on the news. If something unexpected happens, I can make a temporary maneuver."

"Going to sea? But you arranged to go to the rear for guidance the day after tomorrow."

"That matter can only be pushed."

"Whatever you want, I'll help you settle it." Ningbo was surprised, but he didn't want to stop him. His thinking circuit was similar to Shanghai's in many aspects, and he could understand his thinking.After a pause, Ningbo slowed down his tone, and said, "I won't be with you this time, so you must be careful and refrain from doing risky things."

"Haha, wonder who was drugged last time?"

"Small mistakes, don't hold on to them! You're not much better..."

In the winter of late 1941, the dark clouds over the Pacific Ocean continued to gather.The night sky is dark, the water vapor is silting up, and a thunderbolt is brewing in the wind, frost, rain and snow. Once it is born, it will tear up and reforge far more than the fate of the two countries in the Pacific Ocean.

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Note 1: On September 1941 and 9, 20, the Japanese army cracked the combat telegrams of the Ninth Theater twice, and adjusted their tactics accordingly, resulting in the breakout and defeat of the Chinese defenders.

Note 2: Most of the Sixth Division (Kumamoto) came from the fierce and fierce Southern Kyushu. Together with the Second Division (Sendai), they are known as the two most powerful troops in the Japanese Army.Participated in the Jinan Massacre in 28 years and the Nanjing Massacre in 37 years.

Note 3: The verses in "Vassily Zorkin".This long poem was created during the Great Patriotic War, and it appears here as an early stalk w Note 4: The words come from Dostoevsky.This is followed by "For love, I am willing to suffer. I wish I longed to shed tears and kiss only the earth I left. I will not and will not rise from the dead on another earth."

Note 5: The old Russian etiquette is more unrestrained, and hugging and kissing are very common when meeting and saying goodbye.It is said that there are many historical photos of relevant leaders meeting.

Note 6: All are true stories, and the information comes from "Witness to World War II: From Shanghai to the Pacific Battlefield", which is a long story spanning 60 years.

Note 7: There are two theories that the military command learned about the Pearl Harbor intelligence, one is direct deciphering, and the other is that the Japanese Communist Party inserted the information to the military command through a Japanese Communist Party member.Later, one of the two men was killed and the other was arrested.The text is considered to be a blend.

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