Takeda Toru, the great leader of the Japanese people, suddenly woke up from his sleep. The scene of Trotsky committing suicide by taking poison and raising a gun in the Moscow Kremlin bunker flashed through his dreams again and again after the news of Trotsky's death came on August 27. The scene in the dream was so real, as if it was happening before Takeda Toru's eyes! In every nightmare, Trotsky's face, bleeding from all his orifices, would look straight at him, roaring like the devil's voice from hell: "Kim Hyung-ji, it's time for you to dedicate yourself to the cause of gcism!"
Takeda Hiroshi sat on the bed panting heavily, looking out the window at the firelight in downtown Batavia in a daze. Trotsky is really dead, really dead! The leader of the world's proletarians, the biological father of 150 million Soviet people, the aloof god of gcism, ended up committing suicide with poison and a pistol in a dark and damp bunker!
Now that the number one figure of gcism is dead, is it not his turn as the number two figure of gcism next? This kind of thing seems inevitable. More than half of the Japanese mainland has been lost. Places like Osaka Prefecture and Kyoto Prefecture have fallen. The Chinese army has defeated the Koshishin Mountains and invaded the Kanto Plain. This is how Tokyo fell. A few days later, if I had not left Japan in time, I would have probably been preparing to commit suicide by now! But what would happen if we escaped from Japan? How long can Batavia hold out? The Chinese Nanyang Fleet and Nanyang Front have captured the entire Philippine Islands and the western part of the East Indies. Now only Java Island, Sumatra Island and several affiliated islands are still under the control of the Japanese Red Army. Moreover, the territory is not peaceful. The indigenous people who believe in Islam on the two islands are engaged in counter-revolutionary riots during this time. Now there are fires all over Batavia, and it seems that the natives are making trouble again.
Under such internal and external troubles, Takeda Toru felt that his time in this world was really numbered.
Suddenly there was the sound of hurried footsteps outside the door. As soon as the door was opened, Kato Takeru, sweating profusely, appeared at the door. Takeda Hiroshi glanced at him and asked feebly: "What are you so worried about? What happened?"
Takeru Kato said hurriedly: "Chairman, I just received an urgent message from the Home Defense Army. The Second Guards Division was defeated by the Chinese armored group in the western suburbs of Tokyo. It has now retreated into the city of Tokyo. The Chinese tank troops also took the opportunity to move in. Tokyo started a fierce battle with the Red Army and Red Guards defending Tokyo! The telegram from the General Defense Army Headquarters also said that Tokyo will fall within 24 hours"
Hearing this, Takeda Hiroshi was silent for a long time, and finally heard him sigh. He smiled bitterly and said: "What is supposed to come will always come Cui Yongjian-kun (Kato Ken), Japan was not ours in the first place. Now that we have lost it, there is probably no regrets, right?" He paused, lowered his voice and said He asked: "Is it still possible to leave India now? Is there any response from Bangalore?"
Although it was the end of the road, Takeda was not willing to die for the party like Trotsky. If he really had such determination, he would not have left Tokyo and gone to Batavia. However, the People's Republic of India, which was originally regarded as the last resort, has now surrendered to imperialism and not only accepted the humiliating treaty of ceding territory and paying reparations. He also promised to give up world revolution and draw a clear line with the gcd international in the future. At the end of last month, Lu Yi also changed the name of the gcd of India to the People's Revolutionary Party of India.
Seeing Kato Takeru slowly shaking his head, Takeda Toru's heart sank to the bottom. He smiled bitterly twice and murmured to himself: "I'm really desperate, I'm really desperate" He waved his hand to Kato and said: " You go down first and let me be alone."
Kato Takeru did not move. Instead, he took a breath. Then he asked for instructions: "Chairman, Comrade Shoroku Suzuki, Commander of the Nanyang Army, would like to ask for instructions on quelling the chaos in Java and Sumatra."
"Quiet the chaos?" Takeda raised his head and glanced at the fire in downtown Batavia. He snorted softly: "What's so good about peace? In a few months, it will all be the land of the Federation of Greater China!"
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Batavia Fortress, the headquarters of the Nanyang Army of the Japanese Red Army.
Nanyang Army Commander Shoroku Suzuki. Chief of Staff Tamon Jiro, Batavia garrison commander Isotani Rensuke, Java Island defense commander Seishiro Itagaki, and naval combined fleet commander Yamamoto Isoroku were holding the most depressing military meeting at this time. It was said to be a military meeting, but in fact it was not formal. Several military leaders from the Japanese Nanyang Army and the Combined Fleet gathered together to discuss matters. There was no formal meeting chair, and no one recorded the contents of the meeting. The matter to be discussed at today's meeting is not the defense of Java and Sumatra, but the future of the hundreds of thousands of Japanese Red Army troops and millions of Japanese immigrants on these two islands, including, of course, the future of their Japanese Red Army generals.
Kato Takeda and Takeda Hiroshi are inexplicableWhen the "Supreme Instructor" came into the smoky conference room, everyone in the room immediately stopped talking. After listening to him convey the instructions, they started shouting in an orderly manner, as if a pot was boiling. of.
"What kind of instruction is this? Are we, the Japanese, ready to pack up and leave for Siberia once Java and Sumatra belong to the Federation of Greater China?"
¡°The problem now is not only our conflict with China, but also our conflict with the indigenous people of Southeast Asia. The Java Island here has the most fertile land in the world, and the Sumatra Island to the west has the fertile and oily Palembang Oilfield! Are we just going to hand it over to those lazy and stupid Nanyang natives?"
"The land cannot be handed over. The land here has long been allocated to Japanese immigrants. It is our Japanese property. Millions of Japanese men have sacrificed their lives for this. We cannot hand it over under any circumstances!"
"Yes! We can't hand it over no matter what. The land is the lifeblood of millions of Japanese people on Java and Sumatra. We absolutely can't hand it over!"
"Even if we join the Federation of Greater China, the land and resources of Java and Sumatra belong to us and our people, and they will always be"
Kato Ken really wanted to stand up and shout: "Enough!" For a gcd like him, he has always been accustomed to distinguishing between ourselves and the enemy based on class rather than ethnicity. I was very disgusted with Yasuo Yasuo's past practice in the Nanyang Federation of using the Japanese nation to oppress the indigenous peoples of Nanyang The land and resources here in Nanyang originally belonged to the indigenous peoples of Nanyang! Even if the world revolution is victorious, the land resources in Nanyang should not be enjoyed by foreign Japanese, not to mention that Japan has been defeated now?
Thinking of this, he stood up suddenly, slammed the table hard and shouted loudly: "Comrades! We must recognize the reality! The reality is that we have been defeated and the world revolution has also failed As the loser, the most important thing now is Save your life. Only by saving your life can you have a future! As for the properties of Java and Sumatra that are not ours in the first place, I think we should give them up as soon as possible!"
Opposite him, Itagaki Seishiro, who was only 1.50 meters tall at most, stood up with a bang: "Kato-kun! Don't you understand what we mean? Even if Japan is defeated, Java and Sumatra still belong to the Japanese. It must be Japanese!¡±
Kato Ken glanced at the little military leader with some annoyance, and asked in a mocking tone: "Itagaki-kun, what's the use of telling me this? The final decision lies in Chang Ruiqing's hands. If he agrees to put Java Can I still object to the island and Sumatra being given to the Japanese? But who is supporting the indigenous uprisings in Java and Sumatra now? Haven¡¯t you seen Chang Ruiqing¡¯s intention clearly? "
Itagaki Seishiro was at a loss for words, but he was unwilling to hand over the rich Java and Sumatra islands to the indigenous people. These two islands were indeed extremely rich, especially Java Island. Although this island was formed by volcanic activity, The area is small, only 132,000 square kilometers, but because volcanic ash periodically fertilizes the land, the soil here is very fertile and very suitable for crop growth. After the Japanese Red Army occupied Java Island, the Japanese Southern Bureau led by Yasuda Yasuo unceremoniously nationalized all the land on Java Island. Later, a large number of immigrants from Japan came to Java Island, and the land that originally belonged to the indigenous residents was Distributed to Japanese immigrants free of charge. In addition, many officers of the Japanese Nanyang Army and Combined Fleet were also allocated land. For example, Itagaki Seishiro himself owned a farm covering hundreds of acres (huamu) in East Java Province. Here are Suzuki Shoroku, Yamamoto Isoroku, Domon Jiro and others also own land on Java Island, so they are now bent on preserving the Japanese land on Java Island and Sumatra Island. In fact, they are also thinking about their own interests.
Domon Jiro coughed lightly and said with some embarrassment: "What Political Commissar Kato said makes sense. The final decision is indeed in the hands of Chang Ruiqing. How about we send representatives to negotiate with the Chinese? If they agree with us If we continue to own the land resources of Sumatra and Java, we will" He did not finish his words, but everyone understood the meaning.
Kato Takeru waved his hand vigorously and snorted coldly: "What are you going to do if he doesn't agree? Are you going to resist until the last one?"
"This" Jiro Domon looked at Shoroku Suzuki. The commander-in-chief of the Nanyang Army had the largest farm on Java Island, covering over a thousand acres. Is it time to say something now?
Suzuki moved a little uneasily, his face flushed. Now that Japan is at this point, as a senior general, should he find a place where no one is around to commit seppuku secretly? How could you talk about surrender with such a shy face?
Seeing that he didn't speak, Itagaki Seishiro slapped the table arrogantly: "That's enough! No need to discuss it anymore, I have a way for everyone to listen to. If you agree,Execute, disagree Then millions of Japanese men will die in vain! He paused and raised his voice: "We can't control what Chang Ruiqing does, but the lives of more than 10 million indigenous people on Java and Sumatra are in our hands!" We can kill them all! Then no one will compete with us for land and resources! "