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Red Alert: The Republic of China Text Chapter 672 The Forever Secret

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    Six days after the surrender ceremony was held on the Yanhuang, Qian Sihai came to Tokyo.  On June 8th, he walked to the balcony of the Chinese Embassy. An honor guard from the 1st Cavalry Division was tying a historic flag to the halyard of the flagpole.  "General Wang Xijing," Qian Sihai said in a loud voice, "unfold our country's flag and let it fly gloriously under the Tokyo sun as a symbol of hope for the oppressed and as a harbinger of the victory of justice."

    If the Japanese people did not fully understand the full implications of the arrival of the conqueror Qian Sihai, coupled with the insulting fluttering of the Chinese flag before the palace's eyes, then the failure was a failure for the military personnel who were directly responsible for failing to stop the foreign enemy.  Intolerable.  In addition, many of them are already looking forward to the trial.  Three days after his arrival, Qian Sihai ordered the arrest of the first forty accused war criminals.

    There is a name on the list that everyone knows - Tojo Hideki.  Almost immediately, Tojo's modest apartment in Setagaya was surrounded by news reporters and photographers.  They crowded around the stone wall in front of the house.  Tojo was sitting at a large desk in the office writing something.  A full-length portrait of the former prime minister in military uniform hangs on the front of the room.  On another wall hangs a tiger skin given by an admirer in Malaya.

    There were more and more people outside, and journalists actually poured into the garden.  By around three o'clock in the afternoon, it was so crowded that it was almost packed.  Tojo asked his wife to take her daughter and leave the house immediately - the children had already moved to Kyushu.  Mrs. Tojo was reluctant to leave.  "Take care of yourself," she said, afraid he would kill himself.  "Please take care of yourself," she said again and bowed.  He only agreed vaguely.

    She took her daughter out of the back door, walked around the fence, onto the street, and walked toward the driveway.  The mess ahead was crowded with cars and people, making it impossible for her to see her home.  So she went into the garden of a house across the street.  This house is on higher ground and is the home of Dr. Suzuki.  Earlier, Dr. Suzuki had used charcoal to trace the location of Tojo's heart on his chest.  She looked over the wall and saw that Chinese soldiers - brand new Japanese military police - had surrounded her home.

    An officer shouted: "Tell this kid we've waited long enough. Get him out!" Suddenly.  She heard a dull gunshot.  The soldiers began to rush into the house.  Even on the other side of the street.  She could also hear the cracking of boards.  It was 4:17 pm.

    When the Chinese soldiers burst into Tojo's office, Tojo was standing staggeringly next to an easy chair without a coat, his shirt soaked in blood.  He also held a .32 caliber Colt automatic pistol in his right hand.  The gun was pointed at the people who rushed in.

    "Don't shoot!" the platoon leader shouted.

    Tojo gave no indication that he heard the shouting.  But the pistol clattered to the floor.  Tojo fell down on his chair involuntarily.  He motioned for water to a Japanese police officer who followed him.  He drank up a glass of water in a few gulps and wanted to drink more.

    In the garden across the street, Mrs. Tojo knelt down.  He murmured Buddhist sutras in his mouth.  She imagined his pain and tried to control herself, preparing to see the Chinese carrying the body out.  However, what appeared was an ambulance.  A Japanese doctor rushed into the house.

    At four twenty-nine, Tojo¡¯s lips moved.  The two Japanese translators who accompanied the reporters began to record Tojo's words.  "I'm so sorry it took me so long to die," he whispered.  His face twitched in pain, but the Chinese soldiers looked at him without sympathy.

    "The Greater East Asia War is legitimate and just," he said. "I feel sorry for our country and all the nations of the Greater East Asia countries. I do not want to be tried in the court of the conquerors. I am waiting for the fair judgment of history." His voice was loud.  A little bit, but the articulation is not entirely clear.  "I want to commit suicide, but suicide sometimes fails." The bullet penetrated almost exactly where Dr. Suzuki marked his chest, but missed his heart.

    As the medical staff carried Tojo to a couch, he whispered, "I didn't shoot in the head because I wanted people to recognize my face and know that I was dead." He was taken to  A field hospital in the countryside.  At night, Wang Xijing came to his bed.  Tojo opened his eyes and wanted to bow.  "I'm dying," he said. "I'm sorry I've caused you so much trouble."

    ¡°Are you talking about causing trouble tonight or in the past few years?¡±

    "Tonight. I hope this Chinese general will accept my new saber."

    Tojo survived and was tried as an important war criminal. The trial was held at the Army Headquarters at Ichidani Heights.

    At the end of a lengthy interrogation process.  When Tojo and Kodama Yushio were taking a walk in the yard of Sugamo Prison, they saw two Chinese planes in the sky.  "Kodama," Tojo said, "if there were no more wars, this trial would be meaningful. As you can see in the sky, they are training to deal with the most dangerous enemy."Americans after.  By the end of the trial, America may also have its hands raised!  If there is still a war, war criminal trials like this are indeed meaningless.  "

    Three months later, Tojo was hanged on live television.

    On the morning of the capture of Tojo, Marshal Sugiyama's marksmanship was more accurate than his.  He shot himself in the heart with a gun in his office.  After hearing the news of his death, his wife also followed the example of General Nogi Nogi's wife, kneeling down in front of the Buddha statue in her room, drinking a little cyanide, and lying on the dagger.  Nogi was the commander of the Japanese Army during the Russo-Japanese War. He later committed suicide to apologize to his fallen subordinates.

    ??For Japanese leaders, it is extremely abhorrent for the victor to control the trial.  For a nobleman with strong self-esteem like Duke Konoe, it is even more humiliating.  He would rather die than suffer such humiliation.  He jokingly told a friend, "I'm a lazy guy, and prison life may be carefree, easy and enjoyable for me." - In thirty years, he never carried a wallet on his body, and never took a shower with him.  Never wrung out a wet hand towel - "But being called a war criminal, I absolutely cannot bear the shame."

    The night before Konoe was imprisoned, his second son Michitaka carefully checked his father's room to see if there were any weapons or poisons. Although he found nothing, he was still uneasy.  Returning to his father's bedroom again before going to bed.  They talked in detail about the Japan-China Incident, the negotiations with China, and the great responsibility Konoe felt he had towards the emperor and the people.  Daolong believed that his father should record these personal thoughts.  Konoe spent some time writing with a pencil - he had no brush at hand - and then handed what he had written to his son.  ¡°Maybe it¡¯s the wrong word,¡± he said, ¡°but it expresses my feelings at this time.¡±

    Daolong felt that this might be the last reunion.  "For a long time, I have only caused you trouble and failed to fulfill my filial piety to you. I'm sorry."

    Konoe didn¡¯t think so.  "What does 'filial piety' mean?" he asked, turning his face away.  They sat there in silence.  Finally, Michio said.  "It's very late now. Please go to bed!" He hesitated.  "Are you leaving tomorrow?"

    Konoe didn¡¯t answer, but Dotaka still looked at him with pleading eyes. Konoe looked at him, and Dotaka felt that he seemed to be talking.  "Why do you still ask me such a question? I thought you understood everything." Daolong had never seen the expression on his father's face "so strange. So bored."  For the first time, he saw that his father wanted to die.

    "If you need anything at night, just call me," Dotaka said.  "I'm next door."

    Daolong finally fell asleep just before dawn, but he was woken up by his mother's sad voice soon after.  He wanted to get up, but couldn't move for a while.  He sat there, shaking.  He finally stood up and walked into his father's bedroom.  Konoe lay upright on the bed, as calm and serene as if asleep, with no trace of pain on his noble face.  He has passed away, and there is an empty brown pill bottle next to his pillow.

    The Chinese believe that Japan¡¯s nominal leader, the Emperor, bears the greatest responsibility for the war, just like Tojo and others.  Now, some liberated journalists in Japan are even scolding the Emperor, calling him not only a warmonger but also a womanizer.

    There was also a demonstration in front of Qian Sihai¡¯s headquarters, advocating his deposing.  The supreme commander ignored these requests.  Putting the emperor on trial would spark guerrilla warfare throughout Japan and perpetuate military rule.

    Qian Sihai was even more determined to treat the emperor with courtesy regardless of the opinions of his own subordinates.  Some of his men demanded that the emperor be forcibly summoned to the Allied headquarters to give him some color.  "Doing this," Qian Sihai said, "will greatly hurt the feelings of the Japanese people and make him a martyr in the minds of the Japanese. No, I should wait. He will come to see me automatically by then. On this matter  , the impatience of the Japanese is more conducive to our purposes."

    The correctness of Qian Sihai¡¯s intuition was confirmed.  Two weeks after Tojo's suicide attempt, Hirohito himself requested a meeting.  He wore a tuxedo, striped trousers, buckled shoes, and a top hat, and took a car to the Chinese Embassy with Chief Attendant Fujita.  As soon as he was carried out of the old-fashioned limousine, Li Yongze saluted him out of etiquette.  As soon as Li Yongze put down his hand, the emperor grabbed his hand.  The young Japanese translator said that His Majesty the Emperor was very happy to see the General.

    "I am honored to see you," General Li Yongze replied, "Please come inside to meet General Qian Sihai." Hirohito anxiously asked Li Yongze to lead him into the embassy, ??and was slowly pushed up the wide stairs to the second floor.  Lou Qian Sihai's office.

    In order to make Hirohito not feel restrained, Qian Sihai took the lead and said: "China and Japan have faced each other across the sea since ancient times and should have been reconciled from generation to generation. Since the last century, Western powers have been like wolves and tigers, coveting the land and wealth of the Far East. Although the current world situation is changing  Huge changes, but in order not to repeat the humble status of hundreds of years. I believe that only peace between China and Japan can make yellow skin becomeThe true master of the world.  "

    As he spoke, Qian Sihai took out a box of Chinese cigarettes, took one out and gave it to the other party. Hirohito took it respectfully and said thank you.  Hirohito's hands were shaking when Qian Sihai lit a cigarette for him.

    When Hirohito set out for the Chinese Embassy, ??Kido's last advice was to remind him not to take any responsibility for the war, but now he is saying the exact opposite.  "General Qian Sihai, I come to you to express my acceptance of the judgment of China represented by the general. During this war, the actions taken by my people and every political and military decision made should be made by me.  Take full responsibility.¡±

    The latter laughed, got up and poured two glasses of wine from the wine cabinet, handed one to Hirohito, and said: "The political routes that the two countries will follow in the future are exactly the same. Our Majesty has said that you are welcome to visit China as the Emperor at any time.  "

    Hirohito who gingerly took the wine glass was already ready for the next "judgment", but Qian Sihai's words completely stunned him.

    Qian Sihai did not make any response to Hirohito's words, because it was completely meaningless at this time.  When Chen Shao decided to keep Hirohito, everything was doomed. He could not do whatever Hirohito wanted. As long as China said Hirohito was not guilty, then he was innocent. There was no reason. This was the right of the winner.

    For three whole hours, Qian Sihai and Hirohito had a secret meeting in the office.  During this period, no one entered.  No one else knew what was being discussed.  Even a hundred years later, there is no record of today¡¯s conversation.  (To be continued)
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