Anti-Japanese War, weapons designer at Fengtian Arsenal

After coming out of Northeast Bank, Li Changyin stood at the door and lit a cigarette for himself, and was silent for a while.

Manchukuo is about to be established, and the Japanese will use this shell to systematically exploit the Northeast, and the people of the Northeast will fall into the flames of hell.

Just look at the streets of Fengtian today. Although the Japanese did not carry out an extermination-style massacre in Fengtian City, their actions can still be described as burning, killing and looting.

This most prosperous city in the north had become extremely depressed two or three months after the Japanese occupation. There were almost no people on the streets, and the traces of the war were still clearly visible.

Li Changyin remained silent. Zhang Zhi came over and asked in a low voice, "Dad, have you finished your work? Do you want to go back first? Just now, Colonel Qi Mu took me to see the villa prepared for us. If you are tired, you can go there and rest directly!"

Li Changyin nodded, and the two of them were about to walk towards the villa. However, on the way, Li Changyin saw a Japanese newspaper boy who was waving a newspaper in his hand and shouting something loudly in Japanese.

This Japanese newsboy is completely different from the Chinese newsboys. The Chinese newsboys are generally skinny and listless, their clothes are very dirty and patched, and they always have a frightened expression on their faces and dare not look at people.

But the newspaper boy in front of him looked very energetic, with a round face. He was wearing a thick cotton coat and had an exquisite cowhide bag on his waist filled with a lot of newspapers. He even wore a neck guard and gloves.

Anyone who sees such a warmly dressed and energetic child would like him, but Li Changyin felt a chill in his heart when he saw him. The difference in national strength between the two countries can be seen just from the state of the children.

Moreover, if there are newsboys, there are newspaper companies. At this time, Japan has not occupied the entire Northeast, but it has started printing and selling newspapers? This is not good news. It proves that the Japanese propaganda system is rapidly building. The propaganda machine is an important extension of national influence. This is something Li Changyin does not want to see.

Li Changyin shouted to the newspaper boy in Japanese: "Hey! Come here, kid! Give me a newspaper!"

When the newspaper boy heard someone calling him, he hurried to Li Changyin and handed him a newspaper. Li Changyin took out a silver dollar and put it in his hand.

When the newsboy saw that Li Changyin had given him a silver dollar, he stood at attention excitedly and saluted in a somewhat strange way. He opened his toothless mouth and shouted to Li Changyin: "Thank you, Mr. Samurai! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Great Japanese Empire! Long live the Imperial Army! Occupy all of East Asia and wipe out all the Chinese! Long live! Long live! Long live!"

Li Changyin looked into his eyes. He saw the fanaticism in a child's eyes. It was obvious that the slogan he just shouted was not just a random one. He sincerely believed that he should do so and he could definitely do it.

Li Changyin tucked the newspaper under his armpit and squatted down, looking directly at the newspaper boy with a complicated expression and asked: "Child, people will die in war, many people will die, and people who die will not be resurrected.

Do you have a father? If your father is in the military and is involved in combat, he is likely to be killed by the enemy and you will lose your father. "

The boy's enthusiasm subsided a little, and a trace of doubt flashed across his childish face, but then he said firmly: "The teacher said that if our fathers died in the war, they are not really dead. They will turn into fireflies and continue to accompany us at night. Those glowing fireflies in the dark are the gaze of our dead fathers, so there is no need to be sad."

Li Changyin's throat rolled over and he asked with some difficulty: "Child, is the land of the Great Japanese Empire not enough for you to survive? Why did you come to this land?"

This question was obviously not something the child could answer. He scratched his head and said, "The teacher said that our country is in an earthquake zone and earthquakes happen frequently. Maybe one day the whole country will sink, so we need a richer and safer land to live in.

The Chinese have the best land, and they are lazy pigs, easy to kill.

The teacher said that these lazy pigs had such rich land but failed to become the world's number one power. They were not worthy of these God-given gifts at all, so our Great Japanese Empire should hold these lands in our hands.

The lazy Chinese have no sense of crisis. When the whole world is developing industry, the Chinese emperor can only lie down and enjoy. They don't deserve to own these lands at all! We must expel all the Chinese. Only the diligent, brave and fearless Yamato people deserve to own these rich lands."

When the child said this, his eyes kept looking up unconsciously and he recited the words with great difficulty.

Li Changyin was shocked. Was Japan training imperialist successors from such a young age? Such a young child had already developed the consciousness of invading China. It was true that there were no innocent souls under the atomic bomb.

Li Changyin felt very complicated. He touched the Japanese boy's head and said, "Go home, kid. Go home."

The newspaper boy left. Li Changyin stared at his back and was reluctant to move away. Zhang Zhi, who was standing aside, asked cautiously, "Dad, when did you learn Japanese?"

Li Changyin glanced at the guy and snorted coldly: "You are a piece of crap! Your father is a local official. How can you lead so many people if you don't study and improve yourself? You loser, your father can speak two languages, but you can't even recognize all the Chinese characters!"

Zhang Zhi was scolded again, and could only lower his head and stammer, "Yes, yes, yes, Dad, please take a look at what's written in the newspaper. The Japanese are publishing a newspaper so quickly, they really want to occupy the Northeast."

Li Changyin glared at the guy and opened the newspaper. The big words on the front page made his pupils shrink suddenly.

"The nation's giant battleship, the Nagato, will arrive at Port Arthur on March 3st to celebrate the founding of Manchukuo!"