Chapter 208 I Went Mad During the Republic of China (24 chapters)
The Japanese "Cage Plan" was like a giant black net that suddenly covered the entire Northeast.
They blocked all roads out of the city and thoroughly investigated everyone who approached or wanted to enter or leave the city. No matter if you were a good person or a bad person, if they suspected you, you could be arrested.
They searched every house, even poking rice bins three times with bayonets.
Suddenly, a climate of fear and unease descended, and everyone felt insecure.
"Brother Tongzi".
【I am here. 】
“Get the information on the person in charge of this ‘Cage Project’ in Harbin.”
[Received. Major General Sasaki Hiroshi, advisor to the Kwantung Army Military Police Command, known for his ruthless methods. Currently in his command vehicle, traveling along Jihong Street towards the Military Police headquarters.]
A clear map appeared on the screen, with a red dot moving slowly.
"Give me his convoy configuration, security routes, and all the details."
[Analysis in progress... The convoy is led by two motorcycles, with a black luxury sedan in the middle, and two trucks at the front and rear, each carrying a small squad of armed soldiers. The entire road is cleared, with a sentry post every fifty meters.]
"That's impressive," Zhou Jue said softly.
"Take me to the intersection before the road he must take, and find an empty rooftop."
[Teleport coordinates locked, teleportation initiating.]
Inside the black luxury sedan, Hiroshi Sasaki was resting with his eyes closed.
He was very satisfied with the "cage plan".
In his view, those Chinese were like rats in a cage; if you squeezed them hard enough, they would always squeak and reveal their comrades.
If you block all the rat holes, he'll eventually crawl out on his own.
The convoy was about to turn at an intersection.
Sasaki Hiroshi suddenly felt an itch on his nose, and he instinctively touched it.
It was damp and warm.
He opened his palm; it was bright red.
He was stunned.
Immediately afterwards, a warm current gushed out of my ears, then my eyes, and then my mouth.
He stared wide-eyed in terror, trying to shout, but only a hissing sound escaped his throat.
He saw the driver and his adjutant in the front row looking at him with the same terrified eyes.
"General..."
Before the driver could finish speaking, Sasaki Hiroshi's head slumped down heavily, and his body went limp in the seat.
"squeak--"
The driver slammed on the brakes.
"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"
In the next instant, one by one, all the people in the convoy lost their breath.
The cars went out of control and crashed into each other.
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
Some of the people providing covert protection drew their guns and nervously looked around.
The streets were deserted, not a soul in sight.
An officer rushed to the car, opened the door, and was stunned by what he saw inside.
Major General Hiroshi Sasaki died with blood streaming from all seven orifices, his eyes wide open in disbelief, as did the others.
No bullet holes or signs of attack were found at the scene.
They were as if they had been strangled by some unseen force.
......
Three days later, on the mountain road leading from Jilin to Changbai Mountain.
A convoy of more than a dozen trucks is moving slowly forward.
The vehicle was loaded with ammunition and military rations, supplies being sent to the troops engaged in the encirclement and suppression operations in the mountains.
The Japanese lieutenant escorting the truck yawned and complained, "This godforsaken place, we can't even see a bird."
"Be careful, I've heard things haven't been peaceful lately," the sergeant beside him warned.
"What could be unsettling? We've almost wiped out the Anti-Japanese Allied Army." The lieutenant curled his lip in disdain.
Just then, a blinding white light flashed across the sky.
"Boom—!"
A deafening roar erupted, as if the gods were enraged.
The lieutenant felt himself being thrown away by a tremendous force, and he couldn't hear anything anymore.
When he struggled to wake up from his coma, the sight before him terrified him.
The entire highway has been replaced by a huge, charred crater with a diameter of over twenty meters.
The wreckage of more than a dozen trucks was scattered all over the ground, emitting black smoke.
His men couldn't even find a single intact body.
All that remained at the scene was a bottomless pit, as if it had been struck by lightning.
......
Headquarters of the Kwantung Army.
Kenkichi Ueda slammed a report down on Kanji Ishihara's face.
"Tell me! What is this!?"
"Sasaki died in his car under heavy guard, and the forensic report stated that it was due to a sudden cerebral hemorrhage?"
"What? Did the entire convoy suffer a sudden cerebral hemorrhage?"
"An entire transport convoy was struck by lightning in broad daylight? Not even a single intact steel plate can be found?"
"Ishihara-kun! Your 'Cage Plan' has become a joke! A huge joke!"
Kenkichi Ueda paced back and forth in anger, like a furious lion. Kanji Ishihara picked up the report, adjusted his glasses, and looked grim.
“Commander, this is not an accident.” His voice was hoarse.
"This is a provocation, this is a demonstration."
He walked to the map and drew two crosses on the supply lines between Harbin and Jilin with a red pen.
“Our enemy is telling us that our ‘cage’ cannot hold him. He can go wherever he wants and kill whomever he wants.”
A staff officer murmured softly, "Commander, people down below... they're saying we've angered the gods of this land, that 'Grandma Hu San' has appeared to us..."
"Baka!" Ishihara Kanji turned around abruptly, his eyes fierce: "Imperial warriors do not believe in ghosts and gods! Anyone who spreads rumors again will be dealt with according to military law!"
The meeting room was completely silent.
However, the seeds of fear have already been sown.
In a teahouse in Harbin.
The storyteller struck the gavel and lowered his voice.
"Then there was a Japanese Major General named Sasaki, known as the 'Living Yama,' who was swaggering around on Central Street when suddenly, blood flowed from all seven orifices, and he died on the spot!"
"And then there's the transport team in the mountains. In broad daylight, a bolt of lightning struck, and both the people and their vehicles were burned to ashes!"
The tea drinkers listened intently, craning their necks.
"Sir, what exactly is going on?"
"Yes, everyone says it's Grandma Hu San's spirit appearing!"
The storyteller smiled mysteriously, picked up his teacup, and took a sip.
"Whether it's Grandma Hu Santai's spirit or not, this tells us that a force we can't see has appeared."
"This power can take a person's head from a thousand miles away and summon divine thunder from the heavens to punish evildoers! The Japanese devils have really kicked a hornet's nest when they encountered it!"
A suppressed cheer erupted from the teahouse.
In the eyes of the people, there is no longer only fear, but also hope and joy.
On the rooftop of Harbin's tallest building, Zhou Jue stood facing the wind.
Looking down at the Japanese patrols on the street below, who were clearly tense and fearful, Zhou Jue was thinking about something else.
She had just received a telegram from Yan'an. The telegram was very long, beginning with the highest level of gratitude and praise for her assistance to the Northeast Anti-Japanese United Army, but the tone became solemn at the end.
"...According to reliable intelligence, the Japanese army has amassed a large force in North and Central China, and may have even greater plans. Comrade Xinghuo must pay attention to his own safety and not go out alone."
Zhou Jue put away the telegram and turned his gaze southward.
[Ding! A key historical event is about to occur.]
[Event: Battle of Nankou]
Location: Beiping (Beijing).
[Countdown: 7 days.]
Zhou Jue's eyes sharpened; things here needed to be expedited.
"Next, Beiping."
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