The next morning,

Zuo Chong walked out of the pharmacy and found that the streets were filled with stalls selling mirror cakes and mensong. He suddenly realized that the Japanese New Year was coming.

Since leaving Asia and entering Europe, Japan abolished the Lunar New Year, which was passed down from China, and began to celebrate only the Gregorian New Year, calling New Year's Day the Day.

It is different from the custom of pasting couplets during the Chinese New Year in the Republic of China. At this time, Japanese people would place mirror cakes and pine trees at home during the Chinese New Year.

The so-called mirror cake is a round rice cake with two balls of stacked together. The top is decorated with orange. The stacked round rice cake not only means perfection, but also represents the rise of good things.

Because the Japanese homophone is the same as "generation" in history, Liucheng is regarded as auspicious thing to pray for the prosperity of the family for generations, and can be used by both ordinary people and high-ranking families.

Mirror cakes are usually decorated at home and can be kept at room temperature for a long time and will not deteriorate. They will not be eaten until the day the mirror opens, that is, after January 11.

The pine door is a decoration composed of pine, bamboo and gourd. It is placed on both sides of the door during the New Year. The pine means longevity and never-lasting. Bamboo represents a family of descendants and gourd symbolizes a good harvest of rice.

Zuo Chong looked around, turned around and returned to the pharmacy to ask He Yijun to go out to buy some items for the New Year, so that the neighbors around him could not see the flaws.

After arranging these, he got into a rickshaw and rushed to the newspaper. He first went to Ono Satoshi to report, preparing to go to the address of the interview invitation.

However, Ono Satoshi stopped him. The guy was very arrogant and called the military contact person and asked the military to send a car to greet him.

Zuo Chong knew that this was an internal conflict between the Japanese. He stood aside with a smile and did not speak. If someone came to pick him up, he could save some office funds.

Ono Satoshi made a phone call, and the two chatted together for a while, and a few crisp sounds of horns suddenly rang out in the newspaper compound.

"Didi~"

Zuo Chong saw a sideboard motorcycle parked downstairs through the window, and a Japanese officer was sitting in the driver's seat, looking up at the office building.

It's so damn, the Japanese are really stingy. They don't even send a car in this cold weather. They send a three-wheeler side, which is to give themselves a warning.

He frowned and thought for a while, borrowed a coat from Ono Satoshi, walked into the yard with a camera and a bag, and came to the sideboard motorcycle to look up.

The Japanese officer who was picking up the man had a red zodiac on his shoulder, three Venus stars, and two Roman numerals 1 on his collar.

This means that the opponent comes from the First Brigade of the First Infantry Division. Combined with the rank of military rank, this person should be a low-level officer at the level of the squadron leader.

Zuo Chong knew that if he wanted to have a good relationship with these Japanese, he had to lower his posture, so he bowed respectfully and said.

"I'm sorry for waiting for you."

The captain, who was originally impatient, looked a little better when he heard this, but he still replied lukewarmly: "Get into the car."

"Hayi." The left hugged his head and raised his foot to sit in the seat bucket, holding the handrail in front of the car bucket with both hands, for some reason he wanted to shout to open the way.

Fortunately, the captain didn't give him a chance, so he adjusted his gear, twisted the accelerator with his right hand, and rushed out with black smoke.

After driving out of Tokyo Riji News, the car rushed to the suburbs. The First Division's headquarters was outside the city, so the First Brigade was naturally too.

The biting cold wind blew towards us, making people unable to open their eyes. Zuo Chong quickly raised the collar of his coat, tightly clenched his head and did not dare to raise his head.

The captain glanced at him, raised his mouth slightly and looked very happy. He raised his hand and raised his windshield to his eyes, increasing the speed of the car a little bit.

Japanese literati and poets looked down on soldiers the most, especially the army. The grudges and hatreds between the two can be traced back hundreds of years.

Seeing the other party's embarrassing appearance, the captain felt comfortable all over. He drove flexibly in Tokyo and quickly drove out of the city.

The First Division,

Its predecessor was the Tokyo Town, established in Tokyo in 1871. It was one of the six towns and stations established by the Japanese army, responsible for guarding the Kanto region.

Later, based on the military reform proposals proposed by the Prussian military adviser to the Japanese government, Tokyo Zhentai was adapted into the First Division, code-named Yu.

As the oldest division in the Japanese Army, the First Division experienced the Sino-Japanese War and the Japanese-Lu War, and was Japan's ace force.

But this ace force has not had a good time recently. There are rumors that they will be dispatched to the Mito State to fight against the Red Russia armed to the teeth.

So when Zuo Zhong passed the inspection and entered the base of the First Division, dejected officers and soldiers with ashes could be seen everywhere.

"Stop!"

Just as he looked around, the motorcycle was stopped by the patrol team. The officer in charge was also a captain, wearing a pair of black-framed glasses and a firm face.

The other person saluted them, frowned and said, "Xiangtianjun, why did you rush in the camp? Have you forgotten the army rules?"

"Ah, it's Ando-kun. This is a guest invited by the brigade commander. Come and interview..." The captain who was driving got off the car and pulled the man aside.

Zuo Chong pretended not to be interested in their whispers, pretended to be too hard to observe the camp carefully, and kept everything he saw in his mind.

Not to mention the spies from the government, even the Japanese people have not been here, so they must seize the opportunity to collect information.

Judging from the barrack standards in the camp, the degree of use of training equipment, and the density of passing soldiers, the First Division is indeed an elite force.

Zuo Chong has been to the 88th and 87th divisions of the National Army, which is much worse than here, even though the morale of these Japanese soldiers is a bit sluggish.

Soon, the two captains came back together. He quickly climbed out of the car and bowed slightly, waiting for the other party to make arrangements for him.

"Mr. Journalist, your document."

The officer, who was called Ando, ​​was called by the driving captain, and looked Zuo Chong vigilantly, not knowing what bad idea he was making.

"Captain, here." Zuo Chong hurriedly took out the ID from his pocket, handed it out with both hands, and stood quietly aside.

From the moment he met, he felt the deep malice of these soldiers. The situation in the Japanese army may be even more serious than that introduced by Satoshi Ono.

He knew that the Japanese army was roughly divided into the imperial faction that demanded the advance of the north and the commander faction that demanded the advance of the south. The conflicts between the two sides were very large and almost in the same way.

To put it further, this is the historical grudge between the Choshu vas destiny representing the army and the Satsuma vas destiny representing the navy. It is normal for the two to fight each other to die.

Greeting each other is the basic operation.

Even weapons and parts cannot be universal.

The problem is that in the 1930s, many farmers in rural Japan had to work in the city in winter, in addition to working hard in summer.

However, the wages earned are difficult to support the family. With the development of capitalism and Japan's foreign invasion, the lives of ordinary people are becoming increasingly poor.

In short, at this time, Japan had serious social problems such as the poorer the poorer the poorer the richer the richer the polarization and capital monopoly.

This led to the middle and low-level military officers from the bottom of the class who hated the chaebol very much, and they believed that the noble elites deceived the locusts and caused all this.

The head determines the butt,

Position determines ideas.

For the sake of interests, these people consciously surrounded the Tianlou and joined the Imperial Doctrine faction, mainly members of the Japanese Army Non-commissioned Officer School.

The commander-in-chief is just the opposite. Because it requires political and economic support outside the military, the commander-in-chief has sought help from bureaucrats, finance and even scholars.

And gradually established close contact with the upper classes of the political and financial circles, so that the governing faction actually became the spokesperson for the elites.

The two sides gradually changed from a contradiction in military policy to a class contradiction in a narrow sense, which must end with the fall of one side.

"Mr. Journalist."

At this time, the captain who called Ando handed back his ID and said with a serious expression: "Welcome to interview, but don't take photos without authorization or inquire about military secrets.

In addition, the brigade commander has a military meeting, so it is not convenient to meet you. Captain Kazuta will take you to a place where you can move freely."

After saying that, he led the patrol team to strode away regardless of whether Zuo Chong heard it clearly. The sharp bayonet looked a little dazzling in the sun.

"Mr. Okamoto, please."

Captain Kanata, who was beside him, smiled and asked someone to drive the motorcycle away. He walked in front of the leader. The two walked through the camp and came outside a room.

Someone was talking in the room. Zuo Chong pricked up his ear and listened carefully. He was surprised to find that the person he was just meeting.

"Soldiers, now the officials are arrogant and only care about their future, and ignore the hardships of the people and ignore them.

Even if everyone works hard or works hard, they can never escape the exploitation of capitalists and landlords, and the people are in dire straits."

Ozaki stood in the middle of the room, waved his arms to the officers and soldiers of the First Division surrounded by him with excitement, and the listeners nodded in agreement.

Seeing that his speech was recognized, he looked around and continued, "At the same time, most of the country's resources are spent on military affairs.

There is very little investment in people's livelihood infrastructure. Many of you will be very happy about the red bean rice during the military examination, right?"

Faced with this problem, the Japanese troops present remained silent. To be precise, most of them were full for the first time in the army.

Not only in the countryside, but also in the city people pay their respects to the table when they get married. Even if they have a drink of wine, they don’t even have a meal.

What’s even more tragic is that those students who claim to bear the hope of the rise of the Yamato nation enjoy the holy grace of the Locusts is nothing more than a meal and a rice ball.

"This is not normal!"

While the officers and soldiers were thinking, Ozaki came to a decisive conclusion: "And what did you risk your life to get? It's betrayal.

Some soldiers were beaten to death in the mitocarat and sent back to China. The relatives at the camp gate did not first accept the ashes, but to grab the pension.

There is also a mother who wrote to her serving son saying that her family is poor, so you'd better die in battle and use pensions to fulfill your filial piety. How desperate it is."

Hearing this, the officers and soldiers couldn't help but shed tears. Some soldiers who had just joined the army knelt on the ground and cried quietly, calling their mother softly.

Have died young,

The Japanese are going to join the Communist Party.

Zuo Geum outside the house was shocked. Ozaki said this in the First Division and had not been reported yet. It seems that there was a big problem with the Japanese army.

This issue has nothing to do with military affairs or politics, but only with economy. People will definitely curse and cause trouble if they don’t have enough food.

What is terrible is that ordinary people are bullied, at most they are scolded, but if professional soldiers are bullied, it is not as simple as saying a few words.

They have received the most harsh military training and are used to solving problems with force. A mutiny seems inevitable and is near.
To be continued...