It is said that what kind of people lead what kind of soldiers.
Each unit has a similar temperament to its leader.
Because of their invincible record in the North China battlefield, the Japanese troops of the Fifth Division were as proud and confident as their major general detachment leader.
Except for the fact that Shang Yin was quite cautious when entering the unfamiliar territory at the beginning of entering the battlefield, as they gradually deepened, they did not encounter any resistance. Not even the shadow of the Chinese who was said to have devoured an infantry squadron of the 114th Division was seen.
After one, their eyes started to blur.
I was fascinated by the prosperity of Jiangnan.
Most of the ordinary Japanese soldiers came from poor backgrounds. The ragged terrain of the island country basically determined the career paths of most of them. They were either mountain people, fishermen or farmers. What kind of prosperity did they see there?
It's hard to conquer North China! The big cities in North China are basically rough and crazy, and they don't particularly conform to the Japanese aesthetic that is full of pretentiousness.
How to describe it! He's obviously just a scumbag who just wants to have sex, pick up his pants and leave before dawn, but he still has to give an excuse and say it's because he doesn't have enough soul compatibility.
The Japanese are like this. They are obviously very rustic, but they still insist on trying to be refined.
The northern part of China is rough, but the south of the Yangtze River is different.
Songjiang belongs to the Wudi in the south of the Yangtze River. It is rich in silk, especially Gu embroidery, which began in the Ming Dynasty. It is Songjiang's most distinctive embroidery and is sold all over the country and even overseas. In Songjiang City, there are especially many silk shops. It is said that every ten steps
There are not many silk shops either.
As the Tenth Army pressed on the border, both ordinary people and wealthy households were strictly ordered to leave the city. They might be able to take some gold, silver, food and clothing with them, but they could not take these goods with them.
Zhongshan Street, which is full of shops, is even more impressive than the future Wangfujing in the eyes of a bunch of local Japanese soldiers.
If it weren't for the fact that many shops had been damaged by artillery fire.
By searching for the enemy's names, and under the orders of the leading infantry squadron leader, the increasingly bold Japanese infantry raised their rifle butts and smashed open the wooden doors of the shops that had not been damaged by the artillery fire.
There is a dazzling array of all kinds of silk embroidery, especially the kind that specializes in Gu embroidery, a specialty of Songjiang.
Songjiang Gu embroidery is said to be a technique passed down from the inner court of the imperial palace. Its braided silk is thinner than hair, the needles are as fine as vellus hairs, and the color matching is exquisite and unique. The embroidered landscapes, figures, flowers and birds are all vivid and exquisite, "Gu embroidery"
"The name has become popular.
When mentioning Gu embroidery in the local chronicles of the late Ming Dynasty, it was recorded: "The fine ones are worth a few taels of silver, and the tall ones are worth as much as gold." It can be seen that Gu embroidery is very valuable.
Even the Chinese themselves are willing to spend a lot of money to buy embroidery, let alone the Japanese infantry who still only wear crotch pants as underwear.
Japan has made great strides forward into the era of industrialization after the Meiji Restoration, but this does not mean that the entire country has become rich and powerful.
Most of the wealth is in the hands of the Japanese aristocrats. Compared with the Western powers that have entered capitalism, the faces of the Japanese aristocrats are much uglier than those of the capital consortia.
The Japanese at the bottom are also very poor.
After searching the shops for nearly 100 meters in the long street, they still didn't see any ghosts. The Japanese infantrymen who were originally cautious but were now dazzled by the dazzling array of products gradually relaxed their courage.
What are you going to do after you let go? Gather wool! The land will soon become the Empire of Japan, and so will these products.
But, you have to get more in your pocket before the officer comes, otherwise you will become an officer, right?
Of course, the high-ranking officers of the Japanese army are people with ideals and pursuits, such as Yanagawa Heisuke, Suematsu Shigeharu, Tani Hisao and others, who are all aiming to open up territories and tear up the land to find feudal princes. But for the brainwashed lower-level Japanese officers and soldiers
Tell me, what are you doing in China?
Just grab the money! What else can you do? Mihoko is still at home waiting for the rice to be cooked! The Japanese don’t just live in the mountains chewing rocks, right?
For the Japanese infantry at this moment, stuffing a few silk scarves in their arms is already bulging. But if that doesn't work, they have to put a few more on their waists and two more on their necks...
What does it mean to be ugly? When I was in northern China, every chicken I met in a Chinese village would be tied up with a hemp rope and hung on a rifle! When will the Imperial Japanese Army have such a face?
What you want is benefits.
After a while, the Japanese soldiers who entered the silk shop and looted them all came out in colorful colors. If you didn’t look carefully, you would have thought they were a group of cross-dressing men. Or maybe a group of CROSS enthusiasts with guns?
"Yamaguchi-kun, Chinese silk, yoshi!" A Japanese superior soldier proudly showed off the Guxiu wrapped around his waist to his friends.
Although he didn't know how much the thin silk was worth, the human instinct of liking fine things still allowed the Japanese soldier to take a lot of it.
"Haha! Mr. Kagawa, after I finish conquering China, I will bring these back to Motoko. She will definitely like it." The superior soldier, who was called Yamaguchi, also proudly showed off his harvest to his companions.
However, this Japanese superior soldier was a ruthless man. Not only was he wrapped in a lot of clothes, but he also directly wrapped a piece of cloth and carried a bunch of embroidery on his back. From a distance, he looked like a refugee.
The two Japanese infantrymen took a look at their companions who were still searching for useful supplies and enemies, and returned to the main street of Zhongshan Street with satisfaction.
Both of them are not stupid. Even if the squad leader and squadron leader don't bother to take it, it's not that they don't need it, but that having them is enough. At least half of what they take must be handed over.
Now that they are back on the street, they can show their harvest to the superiors before those idiots. They don't need to get awards, just look familiar.
However, they underestimated the temptation of wealth. In addition to two 94 armored vehicles and a small number of soldiers occupying important positions on the street and guarding with guns, the first lieutenant squadron leader and the second lieutenant squad leader led the team into the store and searched for the 'enemy' with all their strength.
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All the shops opened by the Japanese army were large shops with at least two facades. A small shop on the roadside with a closed wooden door and a signboard that said "Grocery Store" attracted the attention of two Japanese infantrymen.
Everyone was staring at the big stores. Will there be any good things in these small stores? The superior soldier named Xiangchuan winked at the fellow countryman next to him.
The little clever guy planned to pick something up, and even if he didn't find anything interesting, it still meant that the two of them were working hard to search for the enemy, right?
Taking a hint from his fellow villagers, the Japanese superior soldier strode forward and kicked open the wooden door, which was no more than 1.5 meters wide.
Private Kagawa, who was following closely beside him and carrying a large cloth bag, rushed straight in through the wooden door kicked open by his companion with a Sanba Daigai equipped with a bayonet.
The two of them cooperated very well. Obviously, this kind of thing happened not once or twice for this duo of superior soldiers.
The Japanese machine gunners who entered the residential buildings and occupied high places on the street cast their gaze over and subconsciously aimed their guns at this side.
This is the legendary looseness on the outside and tightness on the inside.
On the surface, this Japanese squadron seems to be dazzled by the colorful Jiangnan water town. This possibility is certainly possible, but it will never reveal such a greedy face at this time.
The disgusting greed of the Japanese army, who wanted to stuff all the fine embroidered fabrics into their pockets and trousers, was actually almost half fake, for the Chinese people who were definitely still hiding in the dark corners.
Don't let the Chinese think that they have relaxed their vigilance. How dare the Chinese launch an attack with such a large army pressing down on the border!
In fact, most of the Japanese troops seemed to be loose, but the rope in their minds was always stretched. This was true for the two Japanese superior soldiers, the same was true for the light machine gun firepower point responsible for high-altitude security, and the same was true for the Japanese armored soldiers who were still hiding in the Type 94 armored vehicle.
in this way.
Two Japanese superior soldiers broke into the grocery store, and the light machine gun shooter who was more than 20 meters away from them instinctively aimed his gun there.
However, there were no screams or sounds of fighting in the room, and there was still no one there!
After a while, the conversation between the two people came from the house: "Yoshi! Chinese soda tastes very good!"
"Yo Xi! Mr. Kagawa, let's have a drink! May the empire's military fortune be prosperous!"
"Baga! These bastards are really starting to enjoy themselves." The Japanese light machine gunners who were paying attention here couldn't help but swallowed, and secretly complained in their hearts.
I am frightened when I have to be responsible for observing the surrounding situation, but when I see my colleagues getting food and drinks, it would be unbalanced for everyone, right?
The Japanese machine gunner was very unhappy and turned the direction of his gun and moved to other directions in the street, giving up paying attention to his two colleagues.
Just because he doesn't pay attention to them anymore doesn't mean that no one pays attention to them.
A pair of eyes were staring through the cracks in the wood at the two Japanese superior soldiers who were leaning against the wooden wall and enjoying themselves.
