1932: Playing with the Japanese Communist Party with a doll

Two ceremonies;

The "coronation ceremony" revealed a strong "grassroots" flavor - it was held on an earthen platform less than 2 meters high in Xinghua Village on the outskirts of Changchun.

Judging from the freshly excavated earth that had not yet been removed and the sacrificial objects simply placed on the altar, this was obviously a temporary project.

There is no other way. The treaty was signed too late. Even if the Japanese and the Qing Dynasty veterans were exhausted, there was no time to prepare. They could only do it this way for now.

Fortunately, Puyi didn't know what a real enthronement ceremony was like - he was only 3 years old when he ascended the throne for the first time, and he was driven off the throne the second time without even having a ceremony.

So, seeing a group of old and young people gathered around him and shouted "Long live the Qing Dynasty" three times, witnessing the revival of the Qing Dynasty in their hearts and the re-enthronement of their former emperor, everyone congratulated each other with joy. All the ceremonies of the first day were completed like this.

The "enthronement ceremony" on the second day was what Puyi really valued.

Because, only after this ceremony, he will truly become the emperor of the "Manchurian Empire"; at the same time, he will also appoint all the officials "under him" at this ceremony.

Therefore, not only the old and young officials and officials to be appointed came, but also almost all the senior officials in Northeast China, about 200 people. Puyi, dressed in a dragon robe, stood on the high platform and read out the appointments one by one:

"...I appoint Zheng Xiaoxu as Prime Minister of the State Council and Minister of Culture and Education, in charge of domestic affairs..." "Your Majesty, I respectfully accept your grace! I beg the Emperor to exercise his authority!"

"...I appoint Zang Shiyi as the Minister-General of the Ministry of Civil Affairs..." "Your Majesty! I respectfully accept your grace!"

"...I, appoint..."

The appointment went very smoothly on the Chinese side, including Zhao Ziqi, who was appointed as the "Cabinet Secretary", who knelt down obediently among several secretaries; but the Japanese all stood straight, no one knelt, and at most they just bent slightly when receiving the "appointment letter".

This was true for everyone, including Vice Minister of Foreign Affairs Chuichi Ohashi, Vice Minister of Industry and Commerce Yasujun Takahashi, Vice Minister of Transportation Teizo Hiraiide, and Vice Minister of Justice Masatake Furuta. In name only, they were Puyi's subjects, but in reality, everyone knew what they were.

He's just a puppet, so why should we be respectful to him?

The "chiefs" all obediently pretended not to notice, but this displeased the old guard, who were a bit confused. Facing the Japanese blades, they could only suppress their hatred deep in their hearts. "Hmph, wait until our great Manchukuo has established its army, and see if you Japanese dare to be rude to us!"

After the enthronement ceremony, the crowd did not disperse immediately. Instead, they stayed to take photos with the "Japanese delegation" who were "invited to attend the ceremony." "Mr. Fujiwara! Mr. Fujiwara! You should come here!"

The commander of the Japanese Kwantung Army, Honjo Shigeru, called out to Fujiwara Kanezane, who was hiding in the back, and tried to pull him to the front, but was rejected: "General Honjo, this is not the place for me to stand."

"No, no, you are the greatest contributor to the establishment of Manchukuo, how could you..." "Don't say that!"

Fujiwara no Kanezane pointed solemnly at the generals around him, including Miyake Mitsuharu, Tamon Jiro, and Hasebe Terubei, as well as the lower-ranking officers standing further away, such as Itagaki Seishirō and Ishiwara Kanji, and said in a voice they could all hear: "If I am the greatest contributor, then what are these officers who have painstakingly planned for more than a decade? And what are you, who commanded the entire Northeast Army?"

"..."

After hearing this, the Japanese officers puffed out their chests with pride, and some even had tears in their eyes. Honjo Shigeru was also moved and said:

"Mr. Fujiwara... you..."

"As a member of the royal family, I have already enjoyed enough benefits. How can we deprive everyone of the glory that belongs to us? In the long run, no one in the empire will be willing to make sacrifices!" These words moved everyone even more.

It has been so many years since I have seen such a majestic royal family member! "But..."

"Okay! No need to say more!"

Fujiwara Kanezane waved his hand and said sternly:

"I'm standing at the end! Glory belongs to you! Everything is for the Empire of Japan!" The officers roared one after another:

"Everything for the Great Japanese Empire!!" "Long live the Great Japanese Empire!"

"It's getting dark, get on board!"

The roaring cries startled the officials of the "Manchukuo" who were assembling nearby. They all looked over, but were frightened by the murderous aura and quickly turned back, not daring to look. Honjo Shigeru immediately whispered to a junior staff officer who was not qualified to participate in the photo shoot:

"Go! Send this report back to the country immediately regarding Mr. Fujiwara's performance today and his words!"

He thought he saw Fujiwara no Kanezane's purpose—to build momentum for him, to prepare him for military or political careers. So, why not do him a favor?

Amid the Chinese people's panic, the Japanese laughed and inserted themselves into the team without any hesitation; the Manchus dared not speak out, and Puyi's face turned Sima again.

So, about five minutes later, a photo that will go down in history—"Commemoration of the Founding Ceremony of Manchukuo"—was taken:

Surrounding Puyi, the "Emperor of Manchukuo," were not the "Premier of the State Council" and other high-ranking officials of Manchukuo, but a group of Japanese military officers. The Japanese pride reached its peak at this moment.

After the shooting ended, everyone did not disperse immediately, but continued to gather there and exchange polite words with each other.

After all, we are all “colleagues” from now on!

You still have to take care of your face.

Fujiwara Kanezane watched this scene and mouthed something to the agent beside him.

A girl on a rooftop a kilometer away immediately received the order, raised her HK416 (2082 improved model) with a stern expression, and pointed the grenade muzzle at the ceremony site.

After a few milliseconds of shooting parameter collection and calculation, three "little things" were fired out with barely detectable "bang bang bang" sounds.

The commander said that men of the Showa era should recruit nuclear weapons;

Then, eat my "nuclear bomb"!

"boom!"

"Boom!"

"boom!"

088 Medical Master Fujiwara-kun

The power of these three specially designed rifle grenades from 2082, each one depleted, was beyond the imagination of humans of that time. Not only did they travel far, fly silently and at incredible speed, but their destructive power rivaled that of a large-caliber infantry artillery grenade.

So, aside from the instigator and the maid who gave the direct order, Ishiwara Kanji, who had the quickest reaction, only had time to raise his head before being engulfed in the blast.

Three rifle grenades fired in succession reached the target almost simultaneously, exploding in the center, left, and right of the crowd; dense steel columns and fragments each covered an area of ​​at least 100 meters around, blasting several large holes in the ground; the shock wave from the high-energy explosives carried all kinds of debris near the venue and easily tore apart the fragile human body.

—Time, broken limbs and arms flew everywhere, blood, flesh and feces were all the same color.

For a full two minutes, no one at the scene, including the guards outside, was able to stand up.

Even though Mark was protected by the agent's stance shield, he felt a buzzing in his head and lay on the ground for a long time without reacting.

Good guy.

I underestimated the power of that girl's motherf*ck grenade. It was a fucking "nuclear bomb"...

Looking at Zhao Ziqi, who had fainted and was bleeding from her back, Mark asked in confusion: "Didn't I ask you to protect him?"

"I added a little water." "Why?"

"I have a feeling you're going to cause trouble later, so it's better not to let him know." "Hey, that's smart..."

Mark slowly got up from the ground and glanced around. Surprisingly, he didn't vomit. He even planned to wipe the blood off himself and pretend to be injured. However, he accidentally pressed on the abdomen and grabbed a handful of the contents. In short, he was nauseated and almost died.

The agent was about to laugh when she saw her commander curse "Fuck" and then wipe his hands clean on her long skirt.

“! ! ! !”

Even though you are my commander!!!

Although the agent had no interest in anything ordinary, and didn't care whether he was clean or dirty, he still couldn't tolerate someone's behavior. Just as he was about to protest and decide whether to give the jerk a potato-sized punch to his abs, he heard a voice: "Look at you, you're clean, how can you say that?"

The agent understood and immediately rolled on the ground, instantly becoming bloodied and battered. However, his eyes remained unfriendly: "Thanks for the reminder, Commander... But what does this have to do with you smearing shit on me?"

"This is a necessary sacrifice."

After saying this in a deliberately low voice, Mark transformed back into Fujiwara Kanezane, stood up with a loud cry, and rummaged through the pile of corpses. The agent sighed, unclenched his fists, and his expression instantly became a little panicked, and he stumbled after him.

At this time, the nearby soldiers who were dizzy from the shock wave had not yet woken up, and the soldiers who heard the sound and rushed out from a distance vomited instantly when they saw this hellish scene.

Even though they were Japanese soldiers, most of them had never experienced the Russo-Japanese War and had never seen such a meat grinder. The thought that these piles of meat were their superiors made them even more terrified and vomited even more violently. However, their duty was their duty, and no matter how much they feared and worried about the punishment from their superiors later, they had no choice but to go forward.

Then, everyone saw a man covered in blood walking out of "hell", with anger and calmness:

“Don’t come over here! There might be a bomb!”

"! ! !"

The Japanese officers and soldiers were startled and their pace slowed unconsciously. "Now, everyone, listen to my command! Officers above the rank of lieutenant, step out!"

... "

Everyone hesitated for a moment, and then a lieutenant colonel suddenly called out, "Excuse me! Is this Mr. Fujiwara?"

"It's me! The Emperor's special envoy! Fujiwara no Kanezane!" "...It's Mr. Fujiwara! It's Mr. Fujiwara!" After confirming his identity, the lieutenant colonel turned around and shouted:

"All officers! Obey orders! Everyone, step out!"

During this period, the quality of the Japanese military was still quite high. In less than twenty seconds, all the leading officers of the troops gathered together. "Please give your instructions, Mr. Fujiwara!"

Ah... what a pity, there is not a single big fish.

Fujiwara Kanesaki curled his lips inwardly, saluted solemnly, and then began to make arrangements: "You, immediately take your people to block the 1000-meter area around the scene! Stay alert!" "Hi!"

"You, take your people and notify the entire Changchun to enter martial law immediately! No one is allowed to enter or leave!" "Hey!"

"You, immediately find someone to check all the buildings around the venue for bombs! Make sure there are no accidents!" "Hi!"

"You, right now..."

After the arrangements were made, each officer received the order and left. Only the lieutenant colonel hesitated and asked:

"Mr. Fujiwara, should we notify the medical team..."

".."

Damn it, why are you talking so much? Why are you saving people?

Just staring blankly!

"Sorry, my head hurts."

Fujiwara Kanezane patted his head in mock pain, then ordered:

"You, go notify the medical team immediately. I'll go check on everyone first."

As he spoke, he glanced at the pile of corpses in the distance and the agent who was "looking for survivors" with a "heartache", and said solemnly: "But, I'm afraid..."

"Please accept my condolences!"

At this moment, the lieutenant colonel was already full of admiration for Fujiwara Kanezane and the Fujiwara family's personal maid; if it were him, he would probably be so panicked that he wouldn't know what to do.

Look at how calm and composed he is, how he commands the situation!

No wonder they are royal family!

As for the "minor mistake" just now, the officer automatically understood it to be a momentary confusion caused by the wounded man. The lieutenant colonel took his orders and left, while Fujiwara Kanezane continued to search for the injured.

Soon, he found Ishiwara Kanji, whose thigh was torn apart by the shock wave and bleeding profusely.

Alas?

Isn't this guy one of the ones closest to Puyi? How could he still be alive?

Tsk tsk...so damn lucky...

At this moment, Ishihara Kanji slowly woke up. As soon as he opened his eyes, he found a man rushing towards him, shouting: "Hold on! Ishihara-kun! I will use Abe's method to rescue you!"

".."

Abe...method? What...meaning?

Ishiwara Kanji was speechless from the pain, but she still managed to give Fujiwara Kanezane a grateful look. "At this time, you're still thinking of saving me. You're truly worthy of being called a...

Then, a pair of strong hands pressed hard on Ishiwara Kanji's chest and began to press frantically; that was the way to treat a person with cardiac arrest, the movements were extremely standard, even a little too forceful.

“Hold on! The doctor’s coming soon!”

! ! !

etc! !!

My thigh is bleeding now! !

Ahh ...

Ishiwara Kanji tried to raise his hand to stop Fujiwara Kanezane, but he was unable to do anything due to excessive blood loss. Soon, his world went dark.

Thoroughly.

"Ah! Ishihara-kun!"

Seeing Ishiwara Kanji's eyes widen and he stopped breathing, Fujiwara Kanezane clutched his chest, exclaiming in agony and regret: "I still couldn't save you after all! Ah! I'm incompetent! Ah! I'm in so much pain!"

The agent beside him rolled his eyes.

I just clearly heard the sound of a rib breaking...it must have pierced my heart...

Let me scan it... Hey, it's right...

Tsk tsk...it's comparable to the kick I just gave you.

She was also someone who had no remorse for crushing a comminuted fracture into a powdered one. After failing to save one person, Fujiwara Kanezane quickly pounced on the others: