Lin Feng's soul transmigrated to 1940, activating the Guerrilla System (Guerrilla warfare, protracted war, fight to the death against the Japanese devils!).
Run 1 meter to get 1 Type 97 h...
Tojo Umeto was slightly taken aback, not expecting Hirohito to ask such a nonsensical question!
"Your Majesty, please trust in my abilities! I can guarantee that we will definitely win!!"
Having said that, Tojo Ume raised her head, her face filled with determination and pride.
However, after hearing his words, Hirohito shook his head: "Tojo-kun, although I am unwilling to admit it, reality is reality. All our plans were within Lin Feng's expectations."
Upon hearing these words, a look of anger appeared on Tojo Umetoku's face.
"Damn it, how come that Lin Feng is so powerful? Even if he's smart, so what? As long as we eliminate him, all of this will still be ours!" Tojo Umeto roared, his eyes wide open!
Upon hearing Tojo Ume's words, Hirohito sighed, "Alas... Tojo-kun, we lost because we were too arrogant!"
Tojo Umeto frowned and looked at Hirohito with a puzzled expression: "Your Majesty, what do you mean by that?"
Hirohito took a deep breath: "Tojo-kun, take a look at this."
After saying this, Hirohito took out a stack of photos from the side, showing the crimes committed by the National League Army against the people.
Tojo Umetoku glanced at the photo, and her expression instantly turned extremely ugly!
"Hmph!! These bastards, I'll tear them to pieces!!!"
"They are violating the Geneva Convention!!! The international community condemns them!!!"
Tojo Umetoku roared angrily, his eyes reddening, his whole body radiating intense hatred.
"Violating the Geneva Convention? Condemning them?"
Hirohito sneered and then said, "When you were on the battlefield in China, why didn't you think about violating the Geneva Convention? Faced with international condemnation, didn't you still kill those unarmed civilians? Do you dare to say you did nothing wrong?"
Umetoko Tojo gritted her teeth, her fists clenched so tightly they cracked: "I..."
"Tojo-kun, there's no need to say anything more. You may leave now. I wish to have some peace and quiet," Hirohito said, waving his hand.
"Yes! I take my leave." With that, Tojo Ume bowed and left.
After Tojo Ume left alone, Hirohito leaned back in his chair and fell silent. Soon after, Hirose Yutaka, the Minister of Finance and leader of the pro-peace faction, entered.
"His Majesty."
Hirose Yutaka bent down and said.
"You also think we will lose?" Hirohito asked in a low voice.
Hirose Yutaka hesitated for a moment: "Your Majesty, although the current situation is in our favor, with a million-strong army and a combined fleet, but... I still maintain my previous statement: if the Imperial army is..."
Hirose Yutaka stopped and did not continue speaking.
However, Hirohito nodded, understanding Hirose Yutaka's meaning.
If the Imperial Army fails to drive the Nationalist Army into the sea, tens of millions of people will be plunged into a state of utter devastation.
"Why!!!"
After a long silence, Hirohito sighed, "I never imagined we would end up like this. It's truly a cruel twist of fate..."
"If our imperial army is defeated, the peace talks will be left to you!"
"Yes, Your Majesty! I will do my utmost!"
"Well, I'm tired. I'm going back to my palace to rest. I hope everything goes well!"
"Hai!"
After saying that, Hirohito turned and left the room, heading towards his bedchamber.
Watching Hirohito's desolate figure, Hirose Yutaka's gaze gradually became serious, and finally turned into a resolute look!
………………………………
July 4, 1942, 5:00 AM.
The 85th Airborne Division's positions on the outskirts of Tundra are filled with trenches, and tens of thousands of National League for Democracy soldiers are on high alert, their guns fully loaded and mortars set up, ready to fire at any moment.
"BOOM~~BOOM BOOM BOOM————!!!!!"
A series of engine noises filled the air, and they saw billowing dust on the distant highway, as if countless vehicles were running them over!
Upon seeing this, the pupils of all the National League soldiers on the position shrank sharply.
"It's the Japanese armored forces! Brothers, prepare for battle!!!" Deng Zilong, commander of the 85th Airborne Division, raised his arms and shouted.
"Swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish—!"
Everyone immediately pulled the bolts, ready for battle.
Boom boom boom boom boom!
The Japanese armored units moved very quickly and soon rushed to the front of the position. Just as they were about to open fire and charge,
Suddenly, tens of thousands of Japanese civilians appeared on the National Alliance Army's positions.
Then, Gao Mingyuan, the political commissar of the 85th Airborne Division, brandishing a submachine gun and pointing it at the heads of a group of civilians, shouted, "You bunch of little bastards! If you dare to fire, I'll kill them all!!!"
As the saying goes, treat someone as they treat you.
At that moment, Deng Zilong also raised his gun, pointing it at a civilian's head, and shouted, "Put down your weapons! Otherwise, don't blame us for being impolite!!!"
Seeing this group of innocent people.
For the first time, the Japanese soldiers felt despair, especially the soldiers from the 11th, 14th, and 15th Divisions who had come from the Chinese battlefield. It seemed that they had treated the Chinese people in the same way before.
"Damn it! What on earth is going on?!"
"Baka Yaru! You are soldiers! You cannot hold civilians hostage and fight us!"
"Baka!!! You don't deserve to be soldiers!!!"
"Surrender now, or we'll shoot!!"
"..."
Faced with the Japanese soldiers' shouts, Deng Zilong pulled the trigger without hesitation and fired at the dozens of Japanese civilians in front of him!
Bang bang bang bang bang! ! !
The bullets pierced the bodies of the Japanese civilians, and blood flowed freely, filling the surroundings with the stench of blood!
This chapter is not finished yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content!