The sun never sets in America

Chapter 395 Bamboo mulberry, the cherry blossoms in my hometown are blooming

In Jinshan Port, more than a dozen ships flying "plaster flags" are slowly docking. In addition to some local workers, the most common people in the port are those wearing military uniforms.

The military ranks of these people are not very high, and the oldest one is just a colonel. This is the greatest sincerity of the Han Army towards this group of Japanese soldiers. After all, the Han Army has never paid much attention to "cannon fodder".

But even if you don't pay attention to it, basic courtesy is still there. After all, even the "donkey of the production team" still needs to be rewarded with a carrot occasionally.

I don’t know if it’s a carrot or not, but at least for those Japanese soldiers who just got off the ship, they really felt what “the love of the sovereign country” is.

Apart from anything else, how can anyone eat braised beef right away? Beef is a rare delicacy, whether in Japan, which has begun industrialization, or in other East Asian regions.

“Jenta, it’s so delicious, even better than the sukiyaki we had in Daban!!”

After a few strokes of "Saxaul", Takesaburo's mouth was filled with large chunks of red stewed beef. Because the weather in Jinshan has been getting warmer recently and the sun was shining brightly, his face became red as he ate. Looks like a red-faced squirrel.

The young man opposite him who met his wife obviously wanted to eat more politely than him. After all, as a child from a samurai family, he still had the most basic courtesy. As for Takezaburo who was eating happily, he suppressed his inner regrets. He looked down and answered:
"The taste is indeed good, but now we come to Han to represent the face of the Kingdom of Japan and the face of the family. Do you really think it looks good when you eat like this??"

When Kenta spoke, he obviously used force. After all, for him, he would probably have to be a comrade-in-arms with this rude Takesaburo for a long time, which meant that every move of this guy would be related to him.

Just when Takesaburo was sitting on the chair prepared by the Han people, preparing to lie down and take a nap, waiting for the afternoon assignment, his bulging belly suddenly made a sound.

The standing troops Lei Shunsheng mentioned were actually the standard army of the Kingdom of Japan. This army numbered about 100,000, and was mainly composed of several standing divisions such as Osaka, Nagasaki, Yokohama, and Hyogo.

"It should be okay. I heard that these people all come from poor backgrounds. Such soldiers are actually easy to train. All you need is inducement!!"

Opposite him, the commander of the Fifth Army, Lei Shunsheng, was even more low-key. He looked like an old farmer. No matter how you look at it, he was "simple".

Kenta looked at Takesaburo who was limping and trotting to the toilet with his butt between his legs, with a look of ridicule on his face. For a man like him who was born as a samurai and had a good status, a farmer with low education like Takesaburo was born with a natural talent. Look down on it.

Zhao Hanwen, the commander of the Third Army, looked like a scholar and not at all like a military commander commanding an army of tens of thousands.

When the word "quick success" came out of Zhao Hanwen's mouth, Lei Shunsheng even felt a chill from the inside out.

Zhao Hanwen's view was completely different from Lei Shunsheng's. In his eyes, the Japanese army was obviously "manufacturable" and a group of good soldiers who could go to the battlefield.

"It's really disgusting. I, Kenta Kawada, a noble samurai, want to be with such a rude guy. It's so embarrassing!!"

"Gulu..."

"You are so rude!!"

"what……"

“You don’t need to care about those things at all!!”

“Thank you so much!!”

"How do you know they are good soldiers? As far as I know, except for the 100,000 standing soldiers from the big cities who can be used, the others are new recruits."

Takesaburo was ecstatic when he took the toilet paper, and then reflexively bowed to Kenta a few times. After bowing, he ran to the public toilet that Han people call him.

Zhao Hanwen's words made Lei Shunsheng a little silent. As a person who loves soldiers, he really didn't want to see this kind of "disregard for life" scene. But unfortunately, this was the strategy formulated above.

"Thank you!!"

On the opposite side, Kenta looked at the country bumpkin with anger and greed as he ate bowl after bowl of rice. Finally, when he was eating the fourth bowl of rice, he heard a disgusting "burp". Finally, he was disgusted. With his eyes, he licked all the remaining grease from the two bowls clean.

"If you don't want to eat, just give it to me!!"

Lei Shunsheng was filled with "disdain" when he mentioned the Japanese soldiers. In his eyes, these Japanese guys ate harder than anyone else. If they really worked, they might have diarrhea.

On the opposite side, Takezaburo, who was still eating a large piece of braised beef, didn't understand what Kenta, who showed off his family background every day, said at all. He just said in a muttering tone: "Kenta, this is really delicious. Really, you Won’t you try it??”

Lei followed suit.

"Training is definitely required, but it cannot be done in full. We can only do it quickly!!"

"you--"

Seeing that this guy had no reaction, Takesaburo, who was open-minded by nature, snatched the bowl directly from the other person's hand, leaving only a pair of yellowed wooden chopsticks and Kenta with an angry expression.

After eating and drinking, Takezaburo rested for a while. During this period, the "samurai" had no intention of paying attention to him at all. He just kept playing with his sword that was said to be a family heirloom. Takezaburo still remembers this to this day. The guy was holding a knife on the boat and made bold statements, saying that he would personally "cut off" Lincoln's head and make the white people disappear.

After all, he is a "samurai"! !
(After the establishment of the Kingdom of Japan, samurai who met the standards of the Tokugawa family were awarded the title of samurai. Yes, the samurai at this moment is not only an identity, a profession, but also a symbol of status, although it is the lowest. title, but it is obvious that the gap between them and ordinary Japanese has widened)
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"Forehead--"

Takesaburo's face instantly turned red, and then he looked at Kenta who ignored him with an embarrassed expression, and opened his mouth and said:
"You, do you have paper??"

After burping again, Takesaburo took a sip of the "tea" he had just brought from the Han people. Suddenly a sense of happiness rose in his heart, and his whole person looked much rosier, unlike the "sick" one on the ship. The look is quite different.

The curse words in Kenta's mouth almost came out, and finally they turned into the so-called "Japanese honorifics". This was caused by his education since childhood. His father Kawada Kensei used curse words like "Haga". He was not allowed to say it. The implication was to "disgrace the Kawada family." For a samurai family that lasted for seven or eight generations, what could be more important than the family's face? ?

"If you fight with a bunch of bumpkin recruits, aren't you going to die?"

"Then you have to give it some training. You can't just send it to the battlefield with a gun without any training. Wouldn't that make the Yankees a living target??"

This is simply a fatal loophole for a second-generation warrior who is determined to "make a name for himself" and "glorify his ancestors" in the Han War.

(Actually, it is a division of the Han Dynasty. The Japanese like to add a regiment at the end, just like the early Edo Brigade and the current Guards Division)
"They were destined to die!!"

"Hey, how good can a bunch of feudal soldiers be?"

When Kenta raised his head, he was "dumb", and then he turned to anger. He took out a few pieces of tissue paper from his bag, threw them away, and then started sulking alone.

"I went to see them today. Damn, they are all as skinny as monkeys and short. If a soldier like this were to fight Americans, I thought, huh, he might have to fight back!!"

"So, do any of these Japanese troops catch your eye?"

On the opposite side, Takesaburo, who was born in Nojiko, did not have this problem. He just muttered "It's really troublesome" in his mouth, and then inserted his chopsticks into another bowl of braised beef.

Zhao Hanwen, who was opposite him, continued: "The current batch of Japanese troops is about 200,000 people. Excluding the two standing divisions that arrived first, it means that the number of new soldiers is about 160,000."

"We cannot throw all of our 160,000 people into the battlefield at once. We must first take tens of thousands of people to test the quality of these Japanese people."

"The people in the front will fight, and the people in the back will continue to train. Only in this way can we ensure the advantage of our troops and the usefulness of these Japanese soldiers to us can be maximized!!"

Zhao Hanwen looks like a polite soldier wearing gold-rimmed glasses, but in fact he is a "calculating businessman" who must calculate the cost and benefit of everything he does, so some people privately call him "the commander of the abacus" and "the shopkeeper". General".

Lei Shunsheng moved his mouth seven or eight times, but in the end he didn't say anything. He could only nod silently, which was regarded as acknowledgment of Zhao Hanwen's opinion.

Zhao Hanwen then said:

"We can't send all those two divisions up at once. After all, they are the only backbones that can be used at the moment. My opinion is to use those two divisions as the basis, and continue to expand and reduce them on the basis of these two divisions. Eventually, Create our own Eastern Army!!"

(The Han Dynasty’s name for the Japanese troops who came to the United States)
"You mean to use the day to measure the day??"

Although Lei Shunsheng is soft-hearted, he is not stupid. He can even be said to be very smart. He immediately saw what Zhao Hanwen meant.

Zhao Hanwen nodded, acquiescing to Lei Shunsheng's intention.

"But, if we only use Japanese people, will it be out of control?"

Lei Shunsheng didn't trust those people very much, not because he had any objections to Japan, but out of an instinct, an instinct called "vigilance."

After all, this group of Japanese are not the standard army of the Han army. They are a group of vassal soldiers who came to North America. If they are not controlled, how can they control the mutiny once it occurs? ?
"Huh, I'll find a way when the time comes!!"

Zhao Wenhan did not explain clearly what Lei Shunsheng wanted to ask, so he directly changed the subject. Obviously, this topic was also classified as confidential.

Then the two talked about how to use the Japanese army. At this point, it was difficult for the two to reach an agreement, which was to use both soft and hard tactics.

The soft ones are not good enough, the upper ones are hard, and after they are hard, they become soft. Anyway, it is the same method used to deal with prisoners in the past. It is ridiculous to say that a group of Japanese who call themselves "Han ministers" are only one level higher than prisoners in the hearts of Han people.

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"stand at attention!!"

"Remember, you are no longer farmers and blacksmiths from Japan..."

"You are soldiers, real soldiers!!"

Instructor Du Hai is tall and tall, with a height of 1.9 meters. Among a group of Japanese soldiers who are more than 1.5 meters tall, he is comparable to the Eiffel Tower in Paris.

“They are all there now, count them!!”

"one two three……"

Those Japanese soldiers learned such a simple thing as counting before setting off.

"Now, let's start the five-kilometer run!!"

"DiDi!!"

Before those people could react, the sound of urging and whistles covered the "noise".

"Whoosh..."

Takezaburo panted as he ran on the gravel field. His shoes were quickly worn out, and he looked very "reluctant".

Kenta beside him looked like a "grandson" and almost fell down and called his mother.

Du Hai, who was outside the court, faced Zhao Hanwen who came to inspect and said directly:
"General Zhao, if we don't temper their tempers, there is no way these thieves can really listen to our orders!!"

Zhao Hanwen nodded, looking at the "lame dragon" in the field, and then said: "Time is urgent, we can't delay it any longer. I'll give you two weeks to train them to be able to shoot and charge!!"

Just as Du Hai was about to say something, he was interrupted by Zhao Hanwen's gesture, and then stopped again:

"Remember, promote more things that are beneficial to the empire and the Holy One..."

Du Hai had a complicated expression and finally nodded in agreement.

Zhao Hanwen looked at it for a while and then left. For a senior officer in his situation, it was already a great honor to be able to take the time to see these new recruits. If it weren't for the pressure from the court, he actually wouldn't like to use it. These vassal soldiers.

But there is no way. This is the reality. The population of Han cannot operate at high load forever, and it needs to take a break.

The recent shortage of workers in the factory is actually the beginning of the sequelae of the war.

With this group of vassal soldiers, it can be relieved a lot. At least the Han army can kill fewer people. For this reason alone, the vassal soldiers can be used! !
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At night, after a hard day's work, Takesaburo was lying on a hard wooden military bed, listening to the sound of the "tractor" beside him, tossing and turning, but couldn't fall asleep.

Kenta, who was on his upper bunk, was actually not asleep either, but he was much better than Takesaburo. After all, he was born as a samurai. He learned kendo from his father since he was a child. He had never suffered anything but training. For him, it was basically training. A piece of cake.

These are all Kenta's own words to comfort himself. The real situation is that he regrets it.

He regretted coming to the Han Dynasty. He thought that with his status as a warrior, he could become an officer and even become a general in the future.

But looking at it now, these Han people don't care at all whether they are warriors or not. They only re-employ those who have gone to military academies and studied in Han Dynasty, euphemistically calling them "easy to communicate".

But Kenta, who grew up in a samurai family, obviously didn't believe it very much. He even suspected that this was a conspiracy of the Han people, a conspiracy against them.

Just when Kenta was thinking wildly and even doubting the "shady story", Takezaburo's voice came from below.

I didn't understand it at first. After all, Takesaburo sometimes spoke with a too strong local accent.

But this time, he heard clearly because the other party did not use the disgusting Japanese, but twenty used more "civilized" Chinese.

So after Takesaburo said "Have you slept?", he immediately replied: "You haven't slept yet, what's wrong??"

It was a simple answer, but Takesaburo was very happy and said directly:
"Hey, tell me, when can we go to war?"

"I heard that people die in wars. What do you think I should do if I die?"

The Chinese language of pinching his feet came to his ears, but Kenta felt very comfortable. After all, as long as he didn't use Japanese, it was the greatest respect for him.

"You said, what should I do if I die? I heard that the Han army gave us a very high pension. If I die, my family should be able to live a good life, right??"

Takezaburo came to join the army just for the "three hundred yuan" pension, which was his biggest motivation.

In fact, what he didn't know was that the pension given by the Han State was four hundred per person, and the remaining one hundred was embezzled by the Tokugawa family.

But even three hundred is still a lot of money for a countryman like him. This money is enough for his sister to marry into a good family.

“Oh, I’m really confused. If I die, I’ll get three hundred yuan, but if I’m alive, I’ll get ten yuan a month!!”

"If you live for three years, you will make your money back..."

Takesaburo kept calculating the so-called "cost-effectiveness", and finally came to the conclusion that he wanted them all.

To sum it up, he doesn't want to die, but he also wants to get a high salary, and even more, a pension.

"Humph!!"

Listening to Takesaburo's whimsical words below, Kenta laughed out loud, and then joked with a smile: "How long can you live? You can't even shoot with a gun or a bayonet..."

Kenta kept criticizing Takesaburo's shortcomings, and finally came to the conclusion that "if you can survive, God will open your eyes."

"Oh, what should I do!!"

At this moment, Takezaburo was already doubtful about life because of Kenta on the upper bunk. He even doubted whether he was right to come here.

At this time, Kenta above said: "You just need to remember one thing, that is to stay as far away from the cannon as possible. My father said that in war, it is actually difficult for bullets to hit you, and those who destroy you are often those far away. Cannons miles away.”

"artillery……"

Takesaburo kept mumbling the word "artillery" for a long time before speaking:
"You know so well, then if I follow you, I won't be able to survive!!"

Kenta on the upper bunk suddenly became silent. It could be seen from his attitude that he didn't really want to be with a reckless man like Takesaburo.

"Tell me, why do those Han people give us such good food? Is it possible that what those people said is true? Han is really a place where honey and milk flow??"

Takesaburo asked a "ridiculous" joke.

Kenta on the upper bunk was silent for a long time, which made Takesaburo mistakenly think that he was asleep. Just as he was about to close his clothes and sleep, he heard a familiar voice coming from above:

"Maybe, these are the farewell meals!!"

Takezaburo was so excited that he suddenly woke up and couldn't sleep at all.

Kenta, who was on the bunk above him, continued:

"Whether it's a farewell meal or not, we have to survive, not for anything else, just to be able to see the cherry blossoms in our hometown!!"

Takesaburo's mind pictured a girl wearing a kimono standing under the cherry blossoms.

He understood, he wanted to go back and see the blooming cherry blossoms! !

(End of this chapter)