allonlinenovel Chapter 315: Killing Prisoners of War
Chapter 315: Killing Prisoners of War
Soon, the news spread from the Pengjiang Division guarding Jiamu City to the Kwantung Army Headquarters.
After receiving the news, Minamino Tojiro, the commander-in-chief of the Kwantung Army, began to think carefully.
Regardless of the lives of tens of thousands of Fuso surrendered soldiers, it would undoubtedly bring great psychological shock to all the soldiers under the Kwantung Army, and even cause widespread dissatisfaction, but compared to losing control of the two northeastern provinces, Minamino Tojiro still felt that he should choose the lesser of two evils. After all, he could not afford to take the blame for this huge black pot, and could only blame the captured soldiers for their bad luck.
Now, the 30,000 people in the Jiamu City concentration camp are in the hands of the Kwantung Army. They are the only bargaining chip that is heavy enough to stop Su Zhengyang. If this bargaining chip is given up for the sake of prisoners of war, it will undoubtedly lead to the complete collapse of Fuso in the Northeast.
"Report to Kato Xiaoguang! Don't pay attention to Su Zhengyang's threats. No matter what, the Chinese in the concentration camp in the city cannot be released! If he dares to kill prisoners of war, take a group of Chinese out and kill them! This account will eventually be counted on Su Zhengyang's head!"
"Yes, Commander!"
Soon, after receiving a reply from the Kwantung Army Headquarters, Kato Komitsu immediately ordered thousands of civilians to be taken to the city wall, and shouted to the Northern Expedition Corps that if anyone dared to massacre the prisoners of war, they would directly attack the civilians on the city wall.
Until the sun was about to set, the two sides remained in a stalemate and neither side was willing to make any concessions.
"Li Yunlong!"
"To!"
"I, Su Zhengyang, always keep my word! If I say to kill 3,000 people, I will kill 3,000 people, not one less! Get ready to execute the order and shoot the prisoners!"
"Yes, Commander!"
Jiang Yanlin on the side immediately stopped him and said, "Zhengyang, they are holding the lives of tens of thousands of people in their hands. If you provoke them and they start a massacre, you will be responsible for it."
Su Zhengyang's face was fierce, and he said firmly: "I, Su Zhengyang, am not a person who doesn't care about the lives of the people. For the sake of the 200,000 people in the Songjiang concentration camp, I went to the front line and led the troops to attack Songjiang at night despite suffering heavy casualties. What I, Su Zhengyang, did is worthy of the people of Northeast China! But I am not a god! It is impossible for me to rescue the people in Jiamu City again when Fuso is already alert. Similarly, we can't always be strangled by Fuso!"
"If the Fuso people in the city dare to massacre the people in the concentration camp today! When the city is captured, I will personally use the souls of 10,000 Fuso people to sacrifice the 30,000 people who died in Jiamu City! Even if I am cursed and despised by the people! I, Su Zhengyang, accept it! Li Yunlong, execute the order!"
Jiang Yanlin frowned. Su Zhengyang was right. It was no longer possible to replicate the divine troops descending from the sky in Songjiang City and break into the city to rescue people. And now Fuso had made up its mind to delay until the arrival of local support. In this case, it was acceptable to make certain sacrifices in exchange for victory in the overall situation.
But from a moral perspective, regardless of the lives of the 30,000 people in the city, insisting on killing prisoners and attacking the city will have a great impact on Su Zhengyang's reputation. At that time, many people will stand on the moral high ground and criticize Su Zhengyang, which will be detrimental to Su Zhengyang's future succession to the presidency of Northern Xinjiang.
After thinking for a moment, Jiang Yanlin reached out to stop Li Yunlong.
"Fuck it! This order! I, Jiang Dapao, will issue it!"
"Someone, tie up Su Zhengyang! My Northeast Army lost more than 100,000 men, and I am eager to take revenge. I don't care about so much. Su Zhengyang is grateful for the safety of the people in the city and refuses to let me kill prisoners and attack the city. I will tie up Su Zhengyang today and force him to give the order!"
Gao Jibang beside Jiang Yanlin understood what he meant and waved to the soldiers behind him. Several soldiers strode forward and pretended to twist Su Zhengyang's hands behind his back, pointing their pistols at Su Zhengyang's head.
Su Zhengyang looked at Jiang Yanlin with a complicated expression. He knew in his heart that the King of Northeast, this patriotic general who loved this land deeply, was ready to bear the infamy for him and take the blame just to prevent his own reputation from being tainted in the slightest!
"Gao Jibang! Prepare to execute the shooting. Kill the Japs!"
Under the setting sun, bursts of gunfire rang out, and thousands of Fuso soldiers fell in a pool of blood. Behind the corpses, the prisoners of war who had temporarily survived were frightened and panicked. Of course, there were also a small number of militarist fanatics who still shouted "Long live the Emperor!" even when the muzzle of the gun was pointed at the back of their heads.
On the city wall, Colonel Yamamoto Kiyoshi of the Pengjiang Division looked at three thousand Fuso soldiers lying in a pool of blood and coldly issued an order to massacre the civilians.
Under the watchful eyes of the public, thousands of Northeastern civilians, young and old, were brutally and bloodily beheaded in front of the entire Northern Expedition Army.
There were cries, pleas for mercy, and curses all around. Among these civilians, the youngest was just a child under six years old, but the Fuso soldiers still treated them cruelly like animals.
At this moment, all the soldiers of the Northern Expedition Corps had bloodshot eyes and were extremely worried. They wished they could rush up immediately and chop these Japanese devils into minced meat.
Jiang Yanlin was in tears, choking with sobs as he knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the bloodstained city wall.
"My fellow villagers! It is I, Jiang Dapao, who have let you down. When I get down from the dead, I will work like a slave for you to atone for my sins! I, Jiang Dapao, swear! I will use Minamino Tojiro's head to pay tribute to your souls!"
"Come here! Kill all the Fuso prisoners! Prepare to attack the city!"
Thousands of Northeast Army soldiers burst into tears, holding sharp blades of different shapes in their hands, and rushed forward without hesitation, stabbing the remaining Fuso prisoners of war into sieves. The blood gathered into streams, and under the reflection of the setting sun, it dyed the land red!
"Kill! Kill all these beasts! Don't leave even a single devil alive!"
Under the setting sun, the charge sounded, artillery fire roared, and bullets filled with anger flew all over the battlefield. At this moment, all the troops of the entire Northern Expedition Corps risked their lives to launch the final general attack on Jiamu City!
Unconsciously, tears blurred Su Zhengyang's eyes. These simple Northeastern men turned into the god of death holding a sickle at this moment! They shouted from the depths of their souls! This land will always belong to China and the descendants of Yan and Huang!
The war lasted from dusk till early morning. Jiamu Castle was broken, and Fuso Army war criminals such as Kato Komitsu were tortured to death by the angry soldiers of the Northern Expedition Corps. No one was left alive in the entire Pengjiang Division.
In the Jiamu concentration camp in the city, the bodies of tens of thousands of Northeastern civilians were piled up into a small hill. The blood in the concentration camp gathered into a knee-deep pool of water with a radius of dozens of meters. Su Zhengyang took off his military cap and looked at the scene in front of him solemnly. History will remember the evil of Fuso, and Su Zhengyang secretly swore in his heart that in the near future, he must kill his way into Fuso!
Let the damned Fuso people pay for their sins a thousand times! The Kwantung Army of only a few hundred thousand people! It is not enough to offset the anger of tens of millions of Chinese people!