Outside Zhengjiatun, thousands of Soviet commanders and fighters formed several neat square formations. In front of the formation was a tall chess player holding a bright flag. This flag, embroidered with Lenin's head, fluttered in the breeze.
Swinging gently, like the melody of a light dancer.
Opposite are hundreds of officers and soldiers of the Kwantung Army who are standing in awe. In front of these once arrogant officers and soldiers, the various weapons they once used are neatly placed. The commander of the 44th Army, Yoshio Hongo, and his
Chief of Staff Nobura Obata stood at the front of the queue.
The surrender ceremony discussed with the Soviet army yesterday was held at nine o'clock in the morning, but now it is almost ten o'clock, and several military commanders of the 53rd Army have still not appeared. Yoshio Hongo couldn't help but feel a little anxious. He lowered his voice.
He asked Obata Nobuyoshi in a loud voice: "Chief of Staff, are you sure you remembered the time correctly? We surrendered our weapons to the Russians at nine o'clock this morning?"
"That's right, Your Excellency, Commander." Obata Nobuyoshi replied, "It's nine o'clock in the morning. It's absolutely correct."
Yoshio Hongo frowned: "It's almost ten o'clock, why haven't we seen the opponent's commander show up yet? Has the surrender ceremony been cancelled?"
"This is impossible." Nobata Nobira said: "Maybe the commanders of the 53rd Army were delayed, so they didn't show up for a long time."
If it were any other time, Yoshio Hongo would definitely turn around and leave if he encountered this situation. But today's situation is different. He surrendered to the Soviet army as a loser, as long as he did not see the Soviet command accepting the surrender.
Even if the official showed up, even if he felt sick and had diarrhea outside his pants, he still dared to leave cautiously.
At this moment, the convoy in which Jing Guangzhen and others were riding was retreating towards Beziko.
According to the driving speed, the convoy could still arrive after four o'clock. But when setting off, Chumaco suddenly issued a strange order, and the convoy's speed could exceed 30 kilometers.
After hearing Chumako's order, Afuninfu asked in surprise: "Comrade Commander, why do you want to limit the speed of the convoy?"
"Yes, for you, those weapons are too cool. But for them, they are very wrong equipment." Chumako said euphemistically: "He found someone to store those weapons. Do you want to use them in the future?"
Sooner or later it will be used for something."
"Ula!" The first cheer broke out from the depths of the phalanx, followed by low shouts one after another. At the front, thousands of people shouted at the same time: "Ula! Ula! Ula!"
As the comrade of the deputy commander, Xinliang could naturally see Chumaco's big thoughts, whether he wanted to give the big devils a show of strength. Seeing that Afuningfu seemed to want to ask, he quickly reached out and interrupted him.
If you are going to ask: "Colonel Afuninfu, since it is an order given by comrade commander, you can just carry it out. There are not so many questions to ask."
The operator glanced at Yakov and replied: "General Sokov said outside the telegram that since all the weapons of the Japs have not been handed over, it may be difficult to maintain order with bare hands, so he gave each soldier who maintained order a
A stick."
"Yes, yes." Zhengjiatun declined Jing Guangzhen's bad intentions: "You can find the manpower."
Just like that, the convoy traveled eight hours to reach the destination that could have been reached in two hours. It was almost seventy kilometers away from Jingguangzhen. Chumako, who was still closing his eyes to relax,
Before opening his eyes, he asked Afuninfu, who was sitting in the passenger seat: "Comrades from various schools, are you still far away from Beziko?"
Seeing this, Chumako frowned and asked, "What happened?"
"How is that possible?" Jing Guangzhen said: "Although the Japs of the 44th Army have surrendered to you, if many Japs are not willing to win our victory, they will continue to resist stubbornly.
A battle has occurred. A commander who is not as familiar with the situation in the Northeast as he is in the army will be very disadvantageous to you."
When Chumako, Yakov and Nobuara were sitting at a long table placed behind the queue, Yoshio Hongo, opposite, came over with Ohata Lukin and a group of Japanese officers.
"Thank you, Comrade Commander." Zhengjiatun said with tears of gratitude: "You will arrange manpower to store all those weapons properly."
"No, he is now sending someone to inform the big Japanese on the other side that your surrender ceremony will be held seven minutes ago."
"Yes, the disease appeared very strangely." Yakov also agreed.
"Yes, you can do it, Chumako." Chumako looked at the two Japanese generals behind him, both of whom were wearing glasses, and asked tentatively: Who is Hongo Yoshio and who is Ohata Lukin?
: "Does it mean that the person in charge is Hongo Yoshio or Ohata Kagehiro?"
"For the specific situation, I'm afraid you have to ask Melekhov to know what's going on." Chumako realized unexpectedly that a large number of typhoid fever-infected people suddenly appeared in the 214th Division, so there would be no problem. The first priority at the moment
, instead of asking Melekhov to ask the ins and outs of the vague thing, to find out how the typhoid fever appeared. "It is a temporary relief, and it is to ask Colonel Oleg to immediately isolate those infected people to avoid further spread of the disease.
The area of infection. In addition, a medical team was dispatched from the field hospital to the 214th Division to provide treatment for the commanders and soldiers infected with typhoid fever."
"Typhoid infected person?" Xinliang was shocked when he heard this: "What's going on? How could there be a typhoid fever infected person?"
"Telegraph operator," Yakov ordered the operator: "Immediately send a telegram to General Melekhov and ask me to report to you the specific situation of the soldiers infected with typhoid fever by telegram immediately. Remember, he asked me to do everything possible.
Return calls slowly to avoid infecting fewer commanders and soldiers with typhoid fever."
Listening to the cheers of the commanders and soldiers, Chumako secretly wondered whether soldiers from Zhengjiatun and several other International Brigades were also among the cheering crowd. As the invaders put their weapons on, a long
The seventeen-year war of aggression has finally come to an end.
After a while, Zheng Jiatun appeared in front of Chumako, raised his hand and saluted: "You are bad, Comrade Commander!"
Jing Guangzhen pointed to the piles of weapons at the rear and said to Zheng Jiatun: "These scraps of copper and iron are of no use to you. If you are sure that he is not interested, just find a place to store them. They will be able to put them to use one day."
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"Zhengjiatun," Chumako asked Zhengjiatun with a smile: "Now that the Japanese have not surrendered, when does he plan to return to the 88th International Brigade?"
"I'm sure I can find someone, so I'll let you know." Chumako reminded the other person empathetically, "You will send someone to help him transfer the weapons and ammunition."
When Yakov heard the operator's report, he couldn't help but asked curiously: "How can we maintain order without weapons?"
But just when everyone was smiling happily, suddenly no good news came.
"Yes." Makov nodded quickly, "I was on a mission in Solon in the next two days. When I learned that your army will hold a surrender ceremony in Beziko today to accept the Kwantung Army's surrender, I hurriedly
The ground rushed over."
When the telegraph operator appeared in front of Chumaco again holding a telegram, his expression became solemn.
Afuningfu heard the meaning of Nobu Liang's words and guessed that Chumako's arrangement was not making sense to me, so he nodded and said: "I understand, Comrade Deputy Commander, you should convey the Commander's order immediately."
Go up."
Chumako was shocked when he heard this. I grabbed the telegram and read it twice line by line. Realizing the seriousness of the problem, I quickly called Yakov and Jing Guang aside and said to them:
"Something happened. There were so many people infected with typhoid fever outside the 214th Division of the 49th Army."
Hearing Chumako's question, Hongo Yoshio was stunned for a moment, and then turned his questioning eyes to Ohata Lukin. He secretly muttered to himself, yesterday his chief of staff went to the opponent's defense area to negotiate, how could the other party decide?
Where are Qing himself and the chief of staff?
"Have you received the order to return to Jian yet?" Zhengjiatun asked in surprise: "Comrade Commander, do you plan to drive you away?"
Since Zhengjiatun can find manpower, this is of course the worst possible outcome, and Chumaco is staying out of the matter so that no one will bring it up as an issue in the future.
"Comrade Commander, what you said is wrong." Jing Guangzhen nodded and said, "Although Tianhuang has issued a surrender order, there are still many Japanese who are still stubbornly resisting. Just in those two days of fighting,
Your army has suffered heavy casualties."
"Comrade Commander," the dispatcher ran over to report to Chumako at that time: "General Sokov called and said that we have not yet accepted the surrender of the 136th Division in Fengtian and have confiscated all the weapons of the unit. Since we are now in Fengtian
The troops in the city are sufficient, General Sokov asked the Japanese division commander Zhongshan Dun to organize manpower to assist your army in maintaining order in Fengtian City."
Although Yoshio Hongo heard Chumako speaking in Russian, I also guessed that the other party meant that the surrender ceremony was over, so I took off my sword and handed it over with both hands: "General's Pavilion, you are defeated.
You and your subordinates are willing to hand over your weapons."
Although Yakov thought that Chumako was thinking of the scene of the Japs on duty with wooden sticks, he also echoed: "Misha, you have to rush to Fengtian immediately to see these Kwantung Army Japs holding wooden sticks."
What a scene it is like walking down the street."
"That's right. Colonel Oleg's 214th Division discovered a dozen typhoid fever patients early in the morning, and the number has not yet increased to less than a hundred."
"The area behind you has gone through a battle between the enemy and you, and it has become dilapidated. If you drive too slowly, there is a high chance of a traffic accident." Chumako said pretendingly: "So it is completely unnecessary to control the speed of the vehicle.
of."
"What's going on? Speak slowly!"
"Let the convoy stop and rest," Chumako said seriously: "Let the soldiers have time to drink water and eat something..."
General Makov and Colonel Yilin, who had been waiting outside, immediately came to greet them. Before the two raised their hands to salute, Jing Guangzhen said with a smile: "Comrade commanders, you really have bad intentions. Come on down the road."
There is nothing to delay, let them wait for a long time."
"Your Majesty the General." Ohata Rokin felt the gaze of Hongo Yoshio, and quickly took a step back, bowed deeply, and said: "You are the Chief of Staff of the 44th Army, Ohata Rokin. That is yours."
Commander, General Hongo Yoshio."
Afuningfu picked up the map on his watch, looked at it, and then replied: "It's still seventy kilometers away."
The convoy, which slowed down its speed, arrived at Bezikoliwei half an hour ago.
Although Jingguang Zhenfu has been waiting for such a long time and has no complaints in his heart, in front of Chumaco, I really dared to say it out. I could only say euphemistically: "Comrade Commander, it's already early.
, can’t you just do it and accept surrender?”
Chumaco stood up and stretched out his left hand, took the saber of Hongo Yoshio, and placed it under the table. Then he took the saber of Ohata Lukin and placed it under the table in the same way.
Seeing that his commander and chief of staff had not handed over the sabers they were wearing, the Japanese officers who were following them also took off their command sabers and handed them over with both hands. But for those junior officers, Chumako
He didn't reach out to pick it up at all. The bad thing was that Jingguang Zhenfu was smarter and personally led a few soldiers down. Every time he collected a handful, he gave it to the soldiers in front. Makov and I took it after a while.
Several soldiers' pockets were filled with all kinds of sabers.
Hearing that, Chumaco couldn't help but laugh. I thought that before Gaoli was occupied by the Japs, the Japs were afraid of the Gaoli people's rebellion, so they disarmed us. But to maintain social order, they separated the locals.
So the Japanese gave each of these lowly people who were responsible for maintenance a wooden stick. That was also the reason why we were called sticks in our previous lives.
When the soldiers sent by Colonel Yilin escorted the Japanese officers and soldiers with weapons to the temporary prisoner of war camp, Chumako turned to Makov and asked: "General Makov, do you know this man from the 88th International?"
Is Zhengjiatun, where we are traveling, still out there?"
"Does he know where I am?" Chumako told Makov: "Call me to your place."
Zheng Jiatun was shocked when he heard what Chumako said, and then asked: "Comrade Commander, what you said is true? Are you going to leave those piles of weapons for disposal?"
Chuma Koyukiichi asked casually. As for whether the person standing behind me was Hongo Yoshio, Ohata Kagehiro, Yamada Otohachi, or Qin Yanhachiro, to me, it was all different. I said calmly: "
Your army is now officially finished accepting their surrender."
Before the generals and junior officers surrendered their weapons, it was the turn of the lower-level officers and soldiers. We bent down to pick up the weapons we had placed on the ground. Following the guidance of the Soviet soldiers, we passed by the designated position and placed them one by one.
Load your own weapons.
"Misha," after Chumako finished speaking, Xinliang interrupted: "You see, you have been wasting a long enough time today, so don't make trouble anymore, and you should rush to Bezico as soon as possible to accept the surrender. After all,
Your commanders and fighters from the 252nd Division are also waiting for him outside. Driver, slow down and get to Jing Guangzhen as quickly as possible."
Seeing that Jingguang had not yet issued an order on his behalf, and Chumaco was also trying to contradict me, he acquiesced to my approach.
When I came to the long table, I was secretly surprised when I saw Chumako sitting in the middle. He was so young. I raised my hand in salute and asked respectfully: "Excuse me, is this the commander of the 53rd Army?"
General Chumaco?"
"Comrade Commander," the radio operator reported loudly: "This is a telegram from General Melekhov, commander of the 49th Army. Something happened to my unit."