When I saw this paragraph, I couldn't help but sneer. Although Kenji Doihara is known as a "China expert", his understanding of Chinese people is still too superficial.
He should have a good understanding of the old Chinese saying "little hermits are hidden in the mountains, big hermits are hidden in the city". At least among the seemingly weak and bullied Peiping people around him during World War II, there were hidden the most famous ten gangs and eight societies in Jiangbei at that time.
There are more than 300 masters from the Nine Alliances.
As the top intelligence officer of the Japanese army stationed in China, he should also know how many middle-level and above-level officers of the Japanese army were assassinated on the main line from the three northeastern provinces to Nanjing, Jiangsu. These were all done by people from the Ten Gangs, Eight Clubs and Nine Alliances
Yes, the assassination operation set up a great obstacle to the Japanese army's iron heel heading south. If it were not for the more than a dozen anti-Japanese coalition forces making incredibly low-level mistakes in the deployment of troops due to tactical communication, it is likely that the Japanese would have stopped north of the Yellow River forever.
And they were surrounded and annihilated in the Qingsha tent covering tens of thousands of square kilometers in the North China Plain.
The stubborn Japanese always believe that the Yamato people are the best race in Asia, just like Hitler stubbornly believed that the Germanic people are the favored people of heaven.
"It seems that Fenglin Huoshan has been given a critical task by the royal family. Do you expect to use this 'Sunrise' plan to turn defeat into victory?" History is history after all. Looking back now, there are many clever strategies, masters and heroes.
It has become cannon fodder that disappeared into thin air and is no longer mentioned.
If the Japanese were naive enough to think that the "Sunrise" plan could change the outcome of World War II, Hideki Tojo's overall view was simply stupid enough to rival Hitler's. Because just before that in the winter of 1944, Hitler had assembled the final force
The ace force launched the famous "Battle of the Ardennes" in an attempt to counterattack the Allied forces on the Western Front, but ended up losing 100,000 people, 1,600 aircraft, and 700 tanks.
At some point, Guan Baoling fell asleep while lying down, and her pencil and paper fell to the ground.
I covered her with a quilt, put away my pen and paper, and stared at the portrait of the tycoon for a while. His eyebrows maintained sharp and prominent lines, and he definitely had the temperament of a leader.
Guan Baoling frowned slightly in her dream, as if she had a lot of questions hanging in her heart.
Ever since the tycoon became famous, he has been all over the world. He will show mercy to any city he goes to, and he will have heated relationships with local socialites and ladies. It is said that he has more illegitimate children than any self-proclaimed romantic oil king in the Middle East.
"Perhaps for people whose wisdom is higher than that of ordinary civilians, their pursuit of perfection will be directly proportional to their wisdom?"
This funny idea only flashed through my mind. After making the brazier more prosperous, I returned to the computer and continued to read the rest of the "Sunrise" project.
The core content of the plan was that Feng Linshan used the power of the "Tian Ninja Alliance" token to summon a large number of ninjas who were distributed in Tokyo, Osaka, and Nagoya at that time, as many as 700, and most of them lived in seclusion.
After many years of "Jounin", he was organized into forty-one death squads.
Their plan was to carry explosive bags, grenades and the then-destructive American Azuka rocket launcher, sneak to the USS Missouri silently, seize the surrender ship in one fell swoop, and use this as a threat to gain leverage in negotiations with the Allies.
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There is no doubt that while the Japanese army was hit everywhere on the Asian battlefield, it still had a strong counterattack force. It was just that everyone lost their belief in fighting when the emperor issued an edict of surrender. At least, they were in the battle with the Soviets on the battlefield in Northeast Asia.
, no loss at all, all Azuka rocket launchers were captured from the Soviets.
The attack is scheduled to be launched at four o'clock in the morning on September 2nd, which is also the darkest period before dawn. Most ninjas who are used to staying day and night have special abilities to see in the dark. The darker the day, the more likely they are to
The more you can move forward and retreat more freely.
Just like Hitler's deliberate "Ardennes Counterattack", this "Sunrise" plan also looks perfect on the surface. At least the arrogant Americans will not think that the Japanese surrendered general who has been unable to kneel still has the courage to launch a counterattack.
Suicide attack?
On the Missouri, everyone from senior officials to soldiers, from captain to junior sailors, were all drunk and distracted by the sake, seafood, and karaoke presented by the Japanese. They seemed to have long forgotten the smoke of World War II that had not completely dissipated.
The rebelliousness of the Yamato nation was clearly revealed in this well-designed action plan. The emperor's surrender decree inadvertently became an excellent cover for them to plan an attack.
Seeing this, it was like the twists and turns of a detective novel, and the mystery was about to be revealed. My interest was completely aroused: "What flaw was in the plan? Why didn't the surrender ceremony the next day be ruined? Could it be that Qi Bai
Isn't the attack action of a ninja enough to take control of the ship that is not even elite in an instant?"
Every time I discuss the history of World War II with Americans, they will always point out with arrogance: "It was our atomic bomb that made the Japanese frightened and surrendered. The infantry efficiency of the Chinese and Russians was like the polar bears on the Greenland ice sheet.
I don’t know how to take the initiative, I just want to stay put and wait for the opportunity, haha..."
I even hope that Feng Linhuoshan's plan can succeed and give Americans who have never known the heights of the world a blow, but history has long been like a nail on the iron plate, and no one can change the established content.
The tea in the cup was getting cold, so I stood up to pour water, and sighed to myself: "No wonder the ancients said that God's calculations are not as good as those of man. The desperate plans of Germany and Japan were impeccable, but they still failed.
To save the situation, could it be that there are gods who know good and evil in the dark, and at the last moment when they can't bear it anymore, they decisively punish evil and promote good, completely shattering the dreams of Hitler and Hideki Tojo?"
Suddenly, I felt that the hairs on the back of my hands stood up, as if some kind of powerful pressure had come to the door, and it was full of unparalleled murderous intent. There was a snap, and there was almost no delay.
, the tactical knife has been popped into the palm of my hand, my eyes are still staring at the steaming cup of tea, but my ears are listening carefully to the movement on the roof outside the door.
Maybe I was too focused when I was reading the information, and didn't realize that there was moonlight outside the door. The shadow of some unknown plant hit the door leaf, and the dead branches kept swaying back and forth.
The tea gradually cooled down again, and I remained motionless, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any time.
After more than ten minutes passed, the murderous aura gradually subsided, and the hairs all over my body gradually calmed down, except that there were more than a dozen strings of cold sweat beads on my back, armpits, and neck.
I opened the door, walked out, and jumped up to the roof. I was afraid that Xiao Lai would be attacked by the other party. Before my feet landed on the tiles, I shouted: "Xiao Lai, Xiao Lai——"
Xiao Lai flashed out in response, with a submachine gun hanging on his chest and his movements were extremely agile.
The surrounding roofs were silent, the snow had melted, and the moonlight was coldly spreading on the roofs far and near, like a thin layer of early frost.
"I feel an enemy coming, have you found anything?" I kept looking eastward, and intuitively, the person who could release such murderous intent must come from the Meditation Hall.
"There are no enemies, I've been keeping a close eye on them -" he replied, but his expression suddenly changed, and his submachine gun was raised and pointed to my left side.
I heard the sound of the wind, followed by Xiao Lai's low-pitched exclamation, because a man wearing a monk's robe and long hair appeared silently on the tile ridge, and as soon as he looked at him, he hit Xiao Lai's numb and mute points on his upper body.
, Deaf point, the shot can be said to be as fast as lightning.
With Xiao Lai's reaction speed, the longest time difference from raising the gun to pulling the trigger was no more than 0.3 seconds. However, the opponent's move to seal five of his acupuncture points seemed to only take 0.1 seconds. There was a huge difference in the speed of the action.
, no need to ask in detail.
A strand of gray hair fell down and fell to my feet with the wind, and the man's thin shadow was stretched by the moonlight and spread flat on the tile surface. I controlled the knife that was about to eject from my palm in time,
Because I felt the arrogance that was exuding from her all the time.
"Miss Toka?" I was a little surprised. She didn't have any murderous intent on her body, only an extremely cold indifference. She huddled her palms in her sleeves and looked thoughtfully at the stunned Xiao Lai.
"Come with me, I have something to tell you." Her voice became extremely hoarse, and her gloomy face was hidden in the shadow of her hanging gray hair. I don't know if the monk's robe was too fat or she had become thinner.
The dress had been fluttering in the night wind, revealing her slim waist.
I slowly looked around, and after making sure there was no murderous intent lurking in the darkness, I smiled and asked, "Where are we going?"
Guan Baoling is down there, and I don't want to stay away, especially after feeling the inexplicable and powerful murderous aura just now. Although Xiao Lai is young, agile, and brave, in martial arts, passion alone cannot make up for the gap between him and the masters.
"Sutra Pavilion, you won't want to reveal the doubts in your heart?" She shook her hair, looked up at the gradually fading moon, and twitched the corners of her mouth.
Xiao Lai made two "gurgling" sounds in his throat and looked at Teng Jia with extremely fearful eyes.
I tapped his shoulders and ribs a few times, unlocked his acupuncture points, and heard his loud hissing breath, and his mouth suddenly opened in surprise.
Tengjia's face has changed a lot, with convex cheekbones, sunken eye sockets, countless wrinkles on both sides of the eyes, and the skin on the entire face is dry, like a lemon that has been stored for a long time.
Xiao Lai shuddered violently, and his finger unconsciously pressed on the trigger again.
I patted his shoulder and whispered: "Go to the corridor and watch over Miss Guan carefully."
Xiao Lai withdrew his horrified gaze, rubbed his stiff face vigorously, and nodded in agreement.
Tengjia stared at the moon with a very focused expression, as if he had forgotten the existence of Xiaolai and me. For a moment, it reminded me of the spirit fox in ancient Chinese mythology. It is said that foxes who have practiced spiritual practice for more than a hundred years can absorb the energy of the full moon.
The essence of it, to promote your own conduct.
"Mr. Feng, how did she become like this?" Xiao Lai finally couldn't hold back his curiosity and whispered in my ear.
I glared at him: "Go quickly, don't be verbose -" I paused, and then warned: "If a strong enemy breaks in, don't rush in blindly, remember to shoot and call the police, I will be back immediately
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"Can we go?" The hot air spurted out from my mouth. The low temperature tonight can reach at least minus 15 degrees Celsius, which is dry and cold.
Tengjia did not answer, but his body suddenly floated out, and the movement of his toes and knees could not be seen at all, and he swept towards the dark and abrupt Sutra Pavilion in the northwest.