Traveling through 1937, I came to fight against the Kwantung Army

Dunhua City,

The headquarters of the 7th Mixed Brigade of the Second Military Region of Manchuria,

Chief of Staff Zhao Zegui walked into the office.

On the table,

Not only had the guard put away today's edition of the Kant Daily, he had also considerately made a cup of tea!

Zhao Zegui sat down on the chair.

Their mixed brigade was transferred from Siping just a few years ago.

Because the 9th Mixed Brigade originally stationed in Dunhua has been disbanded!

The brigade had 1700 people, and after repeated attacks by the King of Hell, more than 1000 were killed or injured, more than 500 escaped, and only 89 were left!

Iimura was so angry that he directly wrote a report and revoked it!

Today is another day of chaos. Commander Ji Xing, the top leader of the military control area, is going to inspect the troops' combat readiness.

Prepare for battle, prepare for battle!

He gets a headache when it comes to preparing for war. After the Chinese New Year, there are deserters in the brigade almost every day. Now the vacancy has reached 600 people. I don't know if the brigade commander has reported this to his superiors.

What if Commander Ji finds out? He, the chief of staff in charge of combat and training, will definitely be punished!

Zhao Zegui sighed and picked up the teacup.

He opened the lid, blew gently on the foam, and brought it to his lips while habitually looking at the cover of the newspaper!

With a clang, the teacup fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

The hot tea even burned his ankles.

However, Zhao Zegui seemed unaware of this.

He just shook his legs, his eyes still fixed on the newspaper, a look of horror in his eyes.

Front page headlines!

"The enemy bandit Yanwang's troops released poison gas bombs in Wenchun Town, Ning'an, killing more than 11,600 officers and soldiers including the commander of the 12th Division of the Empire of Japan, Seitaro Kamimura!"

Kant Daily is a mainstream newspaper run by the Japanese, so the news published in it must be absolutely accurate!

Zhao Zegui's eyes were as big as copper bells, and he looked carefully at the following content.

The newspaper included many photos of officers and soldiers who had been poisoned, and used a lot of space to condemn Yan Wang's inhumane behavior. It also emphasized that the Kwantung Army was ready and intended to retaliate on a large scale and give a tooth for a tooth!

Somehow,

After reading this news, Zhao Zegui felt something strange inside!

In the past, the legends about the King of Hell were always so mysterious that many people found them unbelievable.

On the other hand, the Manchurian military leaders seemed to be very secretive about this matter, and spoke vaguely about it.

Now that it's been said directly, there's no need for anyone to guess anymore.

Secondly, what is the purpose of releasing this news? Is it to pave the way for the next step of counterattack with chemical weapons?

The guards came in.

"Chief of Staff, Brigade Commander Liu wants you to come over!"

Zhao Zegui stood up.

The brigade commander's office is next door.

He pushed the door open and walked in!

"Brigade Commander Liu, you're looking for me?"

"Let's go to the north gate together to welcome Commander Ji!"

"Yes!"

The two men, accompanied by several guards, rode out of the brigade headquarters on horseback!

an hour later,

Dunhua North Gate, Taipingling Group Tribe,

A burly officer with the rank of general led everyone to the garrison of the 6th Regiment of the 16th Mixed Brigade.

This is Ji Xing, the commander of the Second Military Region who came to inspect today!

While Ji Xing was giving a speech to the officers and soldiers,

Zhao Zegui also started chatting with the adjutant of the headquarters, Meng Wei. Both of them are from Siping and have always been familiar with each other!

"Old Meng, why is the commander here today?"

"Don't you know? It's all in the newspapers. The 12th Division was destroyed by the devil. The commander of the Kwantung Army, Michijiro Umezu, called a meeting and was furious! He demanded that the commanders of all units must be stationed on the front line to command in person!"

Zhao Zegui learned a lot about the King of Hell from this fellow villager!

"I'm confused. Why would such a scandal be made public?"

"You're absolutely right. The Kwantung Army originally intended to use this as an excuse to launch a gas war! Now they've done the opposite!"

"What's the matter? Lao Meng!"

Meng Wei whispered,

"Everyone is freaking out. The Japanese themselves are frightened, and something weird happened today. The Japanese published a front-page headline in the newspaper condemning Yan Wang, but Yan Wang sent a clear message, claiming that the Japanese used it first, and threatened that if the Japanese dared to continue using chemical weapons, he would retaliate on a large scale. If one of Yan Wang's men died, ten Japanese would die!"

Zhao Zegui just felt his scalp tingling. Looking at Meng Wei who was talking with saliva flying, he didn't hear a word he said!

Back in the office, the phone on the desk rang.

Dong Ziming, deputy director of the Dunhua County Police Department, called and asked if he was free to have a drink together in the evening!

Dong Ziming is his fellow villager. As soon as Zhao Zegui came to Dunhua, he often dealt with Dong Ziming for work reasons. The two of them often drank together. Zhao Zegui agreed on the spot!

I feel really upset today, so I'll have a drink to relieve my sorrow!

Time soon came to evening,

The largest restaurant in Dunhua County, Zhuangyuanlou,

This is also the place where Zhao Zegui often comes.

When he walked in,

The waiter came over with a smile.

"Boss Zhao, please go to the private room on the second floor. The guests have arrived!"

Zhao Zegui followed the waiter up to the second floor. When he pushed the door open, there were already two people in the room.

One of them was the Deputy Chief of Police Dong Ziming whom he was familiar with!

The other one was wearing a long green gown, had a smiling round face, small eyes, but a very sharp look!

When they saw Zhao Zegui, they both stood up!

"Chief of Staff, come and take a seat!" Dong Ziming called.

Zhao Zegui was not polite and sat down on the chair without taking his eyes off the man in blue. He asked with some caution:

"Who is this?"

Dong Ziming smiled.

"My friend, Zhang Qiang, is in the tobacco business!"

"Haha, hello, Boss Zhang!" Zhao Zegui dispelled his doubts. Dong Ziming sometimes would call some familiar bosses and pay the bill while eating!

Wine and food are served.

The three of us started drinking, one cup at a time!

After three rounds of drinking,

Zhao Zegui started to complain.

"I lived like a god in Siping, spending my days in luxury. But when I arrived in Dunhua, I never thought it would be so dangerous. If I had known, I would not have come here!"

Dong Ziming said intentionally or unintentionally,

"Alas, ever since the King of Hell came out of nowhere, everyone's head is hanging on their belts, and life is not easy!"

Zhang Qiang also added fuel to the fire.

"We can't even deal with the Japanese. The newspapers said that Yan Wang killed more than 10,000 Japanese in Ning'an!"

Zhao Zegui nodded.

"Alas, the Japanese are exposing their own shortcomings, which has brought shame to the King of Hell!"

Zhang Qiang said word by word.

"That's right, the King of Hell is here to claim your life! He will never let any evildoer in this world go!"

Zhao Zegui looked at the murderous intent in Ding Qiang's eyes and asked with some guilt,

"What on earth do you do?"

"Chief of Staff Zhao, I am from Jingbo Lake!"

Zhao Zegui stood up suddenly, sobering up immediately. He pointed at Zhang Qiang and said,

"You are so brave!"

Zhang Qiang didn't respond, and continued to talk to himself.

"Zhao Zegui, 41 years old this year, from Siping Bamiancheng. He has two children, a 17-year-old boy and a 15-year-old girl. Before I came, the King of Hell specifically told me that this person is currently ranked 39th on the Jilin Province blacklist! He can still be saved!"

Zhao Zegui's sweat started to drip down his face, and his hand unconsciously moved away from the holster.

Dong Ziming advised,

"Hey, Lao Zhao, Lao Zhang, don't be so nervous. We are here today to discuss business, some small business!"

Zhao Zegui immediately said with a guilty conscience,

"That's right, come and drink, drink!"