A crucial victory in the Central Plains War was achieved. However, the invading Japanese army suffered heavy losses, not only losing thousands of people, but also having their transportation routes blocked, making it impossible for the Japanese troops who penetrated deep into the interior to receive timely assistance.
Tianzi Cliff is full of greenery, with a waterfall falling from the sky with a drop of more than ten meters.
Junichiro Sanmoto stood on the cliff looking at the beautiful Tianzi Cliff and sighed: "Well, in the first battle, my grandfather returned home seriously ill, and then died in depression. He always told me to come back to visit his comrades.
, a wartime monument must be erected here. But, here, it is already in a state of depression, and it makes people want to cry, right?"
"Sanbon-kun, the past is past, history is moving forward, and now we all have to look ahead. Sino-Japanese relations are constantly easing, and we must look at issues from the standpoint of Sino-Japanese friendship!" Song Jianfeng said softly at the side
To comfort him. Behind him were some dignitaries from the city government, and the group took turns taking turns.
Li Si's face was gloomy. These gangsters were about to put their hot faces on the Japanese devil's butts. The only thing missing was the word "servant" written on their faces. Li Si couldn't wait to rush up and kill this group of low-browed scoundrels.
, all the groveling, servile, and groveling bullies were kicked off the cliff.
"Secretary Song, I'm sorry to bother you!" Junichiro Sanmoto suddenly looked at Song Jianfeng with a solemn face and said, "I want to erect a monument here to commemorate the historical heroes of our Yamato nation who fought bravely."
"ah!"
Everyone exclaimed. Damn it, this guy actually plans to build a monument here to commemorate the war criminals who invaded China. Not only Li Si was angry this time, but even Su Rou and Li Sining looked bad.
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"This..." Song Jianfeng seemed to feel something was wrong. He asked weakly: "I wonder how much Sanbenjun plans to invest in erecting the monument?"
"I plan to invest one million yen to build a monument!" Junichiro Mimoto raised a finger.
Song Jianfeng is not stupid. One million yen is less than 100,000 yuan. It is just enough to erect a luxurious monument. He will not do such an unprofitable business. Even though politicians do not understand the economy, but like this
He is very shrewd in his simple interests.
"Haha, Mr. Sanben, there is no problem with your investment. The key is..." Song Jianfeng felt a little embarrassed.
