The father of the sword is Kong Jie

Chapter 751 It's All Messed Up

This wait is another two days.

Then I don't know where the news came out, saying that the devils were really releasing food.

"Can this be fake? Just in the alley of the West Market, a group of little devils in military uniforms are pulling a cart full of food. As long as the victims of the disaster escape, each person will be given a bag!"

"Good guy, could it be true that the devil posted a notice in the county a few days ago, saying that it will help the victims?"

"I don't know if it's true or not, but the devil distributed the food. This is indeed what I saw with my own eyes."

Just such a fuss, no one can tell the real from the fake.

A middle-aged man said: "Maybe there is such a thing. I heard people read the notice in Dongshi two days ago."

"It is said that although our place was affected by the disaster, the devils transported a large amount of grain from other places by train. It is estimated that there are millions or even tens of millions of catties of grain. If there is too much grain, it will even become moldy if it is piled up in the warehouse."

"The devils probably want to buy people's hearts, so they distributed food to the victims."

There are similar people who voice doubts.

There are also people who said that they have seen the devils release food with their own eyes.

True and false news are mixed together in a mess.

For a while, no one could tell the truth from the fake.

But the real food seems to be right in front of them, even if the chance is slim, when hunger sweeps across, for the victims, there is nothing more than food to make them rush.

Somehow, the news quickly spread.

A large number of disaster victims around Yangquan, after hearing the news, rushed towards Yangquan wave after wave.

Things are getting bigger and bigger.

A large number of victims came over, the number was shocking, and even made the whole Yangquan mess up.

A military garrison connected by seven or eight courtyards, the two columns on the left and right of the big sign outside also read "Empire of Japan Headquarters in Yangquan" in Japanese and Chinese.

In the courtyard.

Nambu Toshio, captain of the Yangquan Japanese military police, and Toriyama Daiaki, the new captain of the Japanese military brigade stationed in Yangquan, are frowning and discussing countermeasures.

At this time, a large number of newspapers with different contents were stuck and stacked in front of their desks.

Some notices stated that the Japanese army in Yangquan would resettle the victims and distribute food.

There are also notices that say that many railway lines near Yangquan will soon have a large amount of food transport arriving. Soldiers and ordinary people, please rest assured that the food is quite sufficient and will definitely not make everyone hungry.

"Announcement from the Yangquan Headquarters of the Empire of Japan... Announcement from the Yangquan Headquarters of the Empire of Japan..."

"Baga, the headquarters has never issued such an order to the Propaganda Department. Where did these notices come from?"

Nan Lixiong asked loudly, but all the puppet and devil officers present kept their heads down, and no one knew the answer.

After Takeo Nakahara, the former commander of the Japanese field army stationed in Yangquan, was beheaded by Kong Jie's beheading operation behind the enemy's rear.

The newly-appointed Devil Captain Toriyama Daming was the first to break the silence and replied:

"The contents of these notices are described in Japanese and Chinese respectively. Although the Japanese writing is as proficient as the natives of the Japanese Empire, I can be sure that these notices are definitely not posted by the propaganda department of our army. .”

"Your Excellency, I think this matter is very strange."

"It is very likely that the potential enemy deliberately created propaganda, in order to add trouble to our Great Japanese Empire."

Nambu Toshio agreed, "What Mr. Toriyama said makes a lot of sense."

"It's impossible for the national army to put up notices on alleys and streets under our noses. I think the most likely ones are the secret agents of the Eighth Route Lurking Service in Yangquan."

"Your Majesty is wise!"

"It's just, Master Dazuo, more and more disaster victims are gathering in Yangquan. How should we deal with it?"

"Although it is said that these notices were deliberately created by the enemy to cause confusion for our army, after these days of publicity, the contents of the notices may have been distorted by many Chinese people, including some soldiers of our Great Japanese Empire and soldiers of the Imperial Association Army. Believe."

"If we take strong measures at this time and directly drive these victims away, I am afraid that our Great Japanese Empire will completely lose the hearts of the people."

"The plan to enslave the occupied area is likely to fail..."

Nan Lixiong hesitated for a moment, then said:

"This matter is too big. I'm afraid we won't be able to make our own decisions. We should first report the situation to the higher command and then listen to the superior's arrangements and orders."

Nambu Lixiong, who had made up his mind, no longer hesitated.

Immediately contacted the highest Japanese army headquarters in Shanxi - the headquarters of the Japanese First Army in Shanxi.

But what Nambu Toshio didn't know was that at this very moment, in the headquarters of the First Japanese Army in Taiyuan, the devil commander Yoshio Shinozuka and the devil's chief of staff Ayumi Kitagawa were also having headaches because of this matter.

"General, it's not appropriate to directly expel the designation, but instead fell into the trick of the Eight Routes."

"In recent years, our army's image of being friendly to the people may also be completely lost due to forceful expulsion and suppression. This will greatly stimulate the anti-Japanese sentiment of the Chinese people in the territory, and even cause great trouble to our army's maintenance of law and order in the occupied areas. "

“This matter still needs to find a safe solution.”

"Damn!"

After Bei Chuan finished expressing his opinion, Shinozuka Yoshio couldn't help but scolded angrily.

"This incident started in Yangquan. Yangquan is the closest to the base of the Independent Regiment of the Eighth Route Army. From this, it can be seen that this incident is probably another trick of Kong Jie."

"First, the false list was deliberately passed on, and then Dafengzhuang's tricks were used to lure the tanks and cavalry units of the Great Japanese Empire."

"Let's move on to the current publicity."

"This Kong Jie is really a cunning and treacherous guy."

What can Beichuan on the side say?He could only respond in silence with a bitter expression on his face.

"Prior to this, a large number of disaster victims entered the base area of ​​the Eighth Route Army. Our army also deployed a large number of spies to deliberately create chaos for the Eighth Route Army in the disaster-affected area."

"But why didn't it succeed in causing any trouble to the Eighth Route Army troops?"

Yoshio Shinozuka, who was extremely psychologically unbalanced, asked depressedly.

Bei Chuan helplessly explained: "General, after all, the Eighth Route Army was born and bred, and the victims are willing to follow their arrangements. In addition, those Chinese people are also very cunning. If our army's lurking secret agents are careless, they will be noticed. And get it out."

"The chaos that I tried to create many times was quickly resolved by the Eighth Route Army."

"The most important thing is that Balu seems to have quite a lot of food that can be used to appease the victims. As long as they can eat enough, the victims will usually not make trouble..."

"Damn!"

Shinozuka Yoshio cursed again, and finally came up with a temporary solution.

He gritted his teeth and said: "In this way, in order to maintain our image of being close to the people of the Great Japanese Empire, we must not easily use force to suppress the disaster victims."

"Try to use persuasion to drive them away, and also start to remove the notices secretly posted by the Eighth Route in various counties."

The words paused...

"Take out some food!"

"Let the gendarmerie of each county be responsible, put gruel twice a day for the first two days, then once a day, and then two or even three days later, using this gradual method to indirectly force the victims leave."

"We also need to issue a clarification notice: The food in our Great Japanese Empire is already in short supply, and it is already difficult to protect ourselves. After letting the victims eat a few meals of gruel... let's go to the base of the Eighth Route Army. The base of the Eighth Route Army has been accepting and resettling victims. , will definitely help them!"

"Hi! The general is wise!" Bei Chuan replied with deep approval.

(End of this chapter)