Chapter 801: Yantai tragic case

Outside Yantai City, the Japanese Logistics Command was busy. Even now there were only two communication lines on the Eastern Line, and telegrams were coming from the front line, and telephones were coming in a constant stream. Colonel Ukita Kyoshi Nao was already in a state of turmoil and had lost the key transportation lines and a large number of transportation vehicles. Now the entire logistics was in a very slow dilemma.

As noon approached, a team of majors ran into the logistics headquarters in panic and found Kyon Nao Ukita who was coordinating the traffic line. He didn't dare to take a breath and said hurriedly: "Report, Colonel, something happened?"

Ukita Kynata is most worried about something happening now, because there is enough things at hand. He impatiently put down the work at hand, turned around and asked the master, "What's the matter, what's wrong?"

The master said panickedly: "The third team went to Yantai to recruit civilians, but was resisted by the Chinese people. The government officials of Jiaodong Road also openly ordered the Yantai civilians not to help us. Now the city of Yantai is in chaos, and the Chinese people gather at the door of the government office. No matter what we use, they will not leave the city."

Ukita Kyoshi was furious in his heart. It was obvious that Chinese civilians deliberately came to oppose with the support of Jiaodong officials. He had long been full of hatred towards the Chinese. The shameless Chinese team brought this war into difficulties in shameless ways. How could he not hate this inferior nation even more? The soldiers of the Great *** Empire on the front line were waiting for logistical support. How could such a small matter be delayed?

"I'll ask you, have you really used up all your methods?" he asked coldly.

"Colonel, we have all hit people, but the Chinese people use wooden sticks to fight us!" said the grandson in embarrassment.

"What? Chinese people dare to fight? Then why don't you shoot?" Ukita Kyoto asked angrily.

"The Civil Affairs Minister of Jiaodong invited many British people to the scene, and there were some international journalists among these British people. If we want civilians to shoot, I am afraid these British people will definitely..." The Major explained quickly.

"What will definitely happen? Humph, our Great *** Empire and Britain have an alliance. This time we attacked Qingdao and were also entrusted by the British. Now we are in trouble. Of course, they have to stand on our side. As for reporters, what are these people going to be afraid of? At worst, spend some money to hire some reporters to write a few news that is good for us. Can he still make our Great *** Empire difficult?" Ukita Kyoshi said loudly.

"Yes, yes." The Major lowered his head and responded repeatedly.

"You will immediately bring another team of people into the city and arrest all the Chinese government's people. Whoever dares to resist will kill them. The same goes for those Chinese people. If you dare to fight, you will still kill them. If you still dare to fight, you should use a barbaric method to deal with these inferior races. Do you understand?" Ukita Kyo said in a commanding tone.

"Yes, I'll do it now." The master agreed solemnly.

Subsequently, the Logistics Command sent an additional armed squad to follow the Grandmaster into the city. After meeting with the Japanese troops in the city, the Grandmaster explained the orders above. The two Japanese troops immediately started to act. They installed bayonets directly on the rifle, and then rushed into the crowd gathered at the government office without any worries. Screams suddenly came from the crowd of ordinary people, and many people who had no time to dodge or could not dodge were stabbed by the Japanese bayonets.

"Little *** killed people, my compatriots, fight with them!"

"Our army is almost defeating the little ***. What are we afraid of? If it is the Chinese, they will fight with them."

"Fight with them, fight, fight!"

Some young people in the crowd started shouting angry, and the shouts were like fuses, quickly igniting gunpowder that had been brewing for a long time. The people began to strive to launch an attack by the soldiers, using sticks, farm tools, and fists to face the Japanese bayonets and guns. At the beginning, the Chinese people were numerous and powerful, and they knocked the soldiers who rushed into the crowd to the ground. In a blink of an eye, these soldiers who fell to the ground were trampled to death.

Seeing this, the two Japanese squads on the periphery immediately raised their guns to prepare for shooting. The Grandpa, who was in charge of the on-site command, saw that the crowd was getting out of control, immediately ordered the fire and sent someone to call for a heavy machine gun.

"Bang bang bang"! The sound of the rifle continued to come.

The dense crowd was suddenly penetrated by bullets, and the people on the outermost side fell to the ground one after another.

"Friends, rush over and fight with them!"

"We have many people, don't be afraid, unity means victory, rush!"

Although everyone shared the same hatred for the enemy, many people began to fear the Japanese bullets and bayonets, especially when there were more and more corpses on the ground and the blood was getting thicker and thicker, many people in front began to squeeze back desperately, while the back rushed forward. The whole crowd suddenly became a mess, and many people were even knocked out of touch with you and me. Some elderly people couldn't lift them up in one breath and fell to the ground on the spot.

The Japanese soldiers found that the firepower of the rifle was not enough, so they simply took out grenades and threw them into the crowd.

"Boom"! With a loud bang, the whole scene was covered with blood mist, and the crowded people were blown down a large area.

Suddenly there were many noises at the scene. Except for those who were lying in a pool of blood, everyone on the outside began to flee in scattered areas. On the ground, blood, corpses, and fragmented pieces of meat were everywhere, and the strong smell of blood mixed with blood mist filled the space. The people were completely collapsed, and they had no way to resist stubbornly and could only choose to escape.

The smell of blood stimulated the beastly nature of the Japanese army. They frantically launched a charge with bayonets, stepped on the bodies and wounded people, and chased someone and stabbed them with a knife. Whether it was a man or a woman, an elderly or a child, they had to execute these inferior nations that were not cooperative!

The major did not restrain his subordinates' behavior. He led a team of soldiers through the "slaughterhouse" in front of him and rushed to the government office with a fierce momentum. Many government officials were evacuating the frightened crowd into the office. An old bureaucrat about fifty years old came forward angrily and stood in front of the Japanese army.

"You, you actually shot at civilians. It's worse than beasts, and it's worse than beasts! I must record this, and I must accuse you of the government!"

The master couldn't understand the other party's words, and a sneer appeared on his bloody face. He suddenly pulled out his sword and slashed hard. He heard a scream of "Ah". The old bureaucrat fell to the ground, and one of his arms was cut off. Other officials at the gate of the government office were surprised. A secretary director quickly ordered his men to come forward to find the British, and he hurriedly ran up to support the old bureaucrat.

"Mr. Chen, Lord. Chen, you have to hold on!" the secretary-general shouted in tears.

"I... I'm not willing to die, I must... let the whole world know... what happened today... Brother Wencheng... you must write it down, you must write it down..."

"Mr. Chen, I will definitely write it down!" The secretary-general director burst into tears.

The ***Master rushed up quickly, kicked the secretary-general over, and then ordered his subordinates in Japanese: "Hold this old man up, cut off his other hand and his feet. I want all Chinese pigs to know that this is the outcome of opposing our Great *** Empire."

Four soldiers took the order and stepped forward to raise the dying Lord Chen.

At this moment, seven or eight people ran out of the government office building. In addition to the officials who had been in before, some blonde and blue-eyed British people came out. Some of these British people were missionaries, some journalists, and some were ordinary expatriates. They had heard gunshots and explosions outside before, and now they saw a broken arm at the gate and the tragic situation in the square outside the gate, and were shocked.

"Stop!stop!" the British missionary was the first to shout.

When the ***Master saw the foreigners appear, his face did not change at all. He knew a little English, so he stepped forward and said, "We are performing official duties, and these Chinese are trying to create ***, so we must take measures."

The British missionary said loudly: "Impossible, these civilians have been here since the morning. We have all seen it with our own eyes. They did nothing, let alone create ***! But you, you beat civilians arbitrarily in the morning, and now you are still openly killing civilians! This is a massacre, and this is definitely not done by a soldier!"

The ***Master sneered: "My English is not very good, and I don't understand what you are saying. In short, don't interfere with our official duties. Our Great *** Empire and the British government are allies. You should support us. Come and bring them all to a safe place!"

Several soldiers ran over and took all the British away. The British continued to resist and protest, but in the face of the cold bayonets and black muzzles, they could do very little.

After all the British left, the *** Grandpa ordered again: "Run in and capture everyone away. Whoever dares to resist or kill them will not be able to do so!"

A few minutes later, several gunshots came from the government office. The Chinese officials who stood up to protest were shot and killed by the Japanese army. When the civilians and officials hiding in the government office were forcibly escorted out, they saw a bloody body hanging at the gate. It was Lord Chen whose hands and feet were cut off. His limbs were scattered not far away, and the ground was covered with red blood. Crying and vomiting sounds came from the crowd, but no one dared to resist.

This day was January 12, 1915. This bloody case was called the "one, one, two tragedy" by later generations, and for the Yantai people, it was even more called the "Yantai Massacre".

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At two o'clock in the afternoon, Kamio Kwang-chen paced back and forth in the command on the beach. He had been suffering for three hours, but there was still no news about Qixia Town. Just an hour ago, the 57th and 110th United on the Eastern Front sent messages one after another, informing the Central Team on the Eastern Front that the fire was also launched, and the firepower was more fierce than the previous few days. It seemed that subsequent reinforcements arrived in Guocheng.

It was not until this moment that the 18th Division Command understood why the Chinese team arranged a vertical defense line, rather than putting the forces of the three divisions on the horizontal defense line from the beginning! This is exactly the trap of counterattack bit by bit, which is the same as not setting up defenses on the shore! Unfortunately, it is too late to understand now. The entire Japanese army is now in a state of lack of ammunition, morale, and physical fitness. On the contrary, the Chinese team's support has stepped forward one after another, not only sufficient ammunition and medicine, but also brought a new combat momentum.

Now that this war has completely broken away from the original track, he has long been mentally prepared to take full responsibility, but the premise is that the soldiers on the front line must be preserved as much as possible. Even if they lose, they cannot lose too embarrassingly!

Suddenly, the sound of horse hooves came from outside the camp. Shenwei Guangchen came to his senses and immediately went out first. When he came outside, he saw a communication soldier jumping off the horse. Judging from the number of the communication soldier, he belonged to the Dongxiang United.

"Report to General, the latest news in Qixia Town!"

"Let me tell me, did the Dongxiang United arrive in time?" Kamio Hiromon asked loudly.

"General, Qixia Town has fallen, the 55th Regiment and the 59th Regiment Command were all captured, and only a few soldiers fled. The vanguard of the Dongxiang Regiment was ambushed when approaching Qixia Town, but fortunately, the vanguard of the vanguard retreated out of the ambush circle in time and there was no serious loss." The communications soldier said without negligence.

"What?" Kano-Kami Hiromon only felt the darkness in front of him, his body suddenly became much lighter, he staggered back a few steps, and almost fell to the ground. The adjutant and the orderly officer standing behind him quickly stepped forward to support him. "It's over, it's over, the general situation is gone, and we are gone!"

"General, Colonel Dongxiang said that he would take back Qixia Town!" The correspondent quickly added.

Kamio Hirochen smiled bitterly twice. The vanguard of the Dongxiang United team could be ambushed. It can be seen that the Zhong*** team had already set up an orderly defense line in Qixia Town. Four corps and five traffic in the early morning. The engineering brigade launched a large-scale night attack, but even a small Laiyang County failed to break through. How could it be possible to recapture Qixia Town now?

"How many troops has the Zhong*** team deployed in Qixia Town?" he asked with the most hope.

"According to the current reconnaissance, it may be more than three infantry regiments." The correspondent tried not to say anything too absolutely. He knew that what General Shenwei needed most now was confidence.

"The Dongxiang United has only more than 4,000 troops in total, and lacks effective heavy firepower. Compared with the Chinese before, they had planes, airships and cannons, it is impossible for the Dongxiang United to regain Qixia Town." Kamio Mitsumon sighed in annoyance. He now doesn't even have the last glimmer of hope.

At this time, an adjutant of staff next to him suggested: "General, we still have 20,000 troops on the front line. We can attack Qixia Town forward and back before taking back the town!"

Kamio Mitsumon said coldly: "Didn't you hear the fall of the 55th and 59th Army Command? The troops on the front line do not have communication facilities, no ammunition, and even a complete rest. Now there is no headquarters. Do you expect those brigades to fight on their own?"

The Adjutant of Staff sighed and said anxiously: "General, what should we do now?"

Kamio Mitsumon suddenly fell into silence, and his old face lost any light, and even his eyes that were still energetic before the war became dark. He knew what kind of choice he was about to face, but what a difficult decision this choice was for an imperial general and a great warrior!

After taking a deep breath, his voice felt a little hoarse, and he said in a daze: "Prepare a radio for me, I want to contact the commander of the Second Fleet."

The adjutant of the staff asked, "Then... what should we do after that, what should we do afterward?"

Kamio Mitsuko continued, "Help me connect with the British Concession in Weihaiwei later. I hope the British can stand up and preserve the decentness of our 18th Division."

The adjutant of the staff took a breath. Of course, he knew what Kamio Mitsuko meant. The general had decided to ask the British to mediate the war! He didn't know how to evaluate it for a moment, and always felt that all these changes were too fast. In just less than three days, the 18th Division's 50,000 troops were actually forced into such a dilemma by the three Chinese divisions forty thousand troops? How should we take this responsibility, how to recover the reputation of the Great *** Empire, and who should those passionate emperors explain to?

"Go, just do as I say." Kamio Mitsuko sighed. After saying this, he slowly turned around and walked back to the headquarters' tent.

"How could this happen?" The adjutant of the staff clenched his fists, looking unwilling.

Just as Qixia Town was conquering, the First Division of Laiyang County received news that Sun Jizhi and the follow-up reinforcements of the Second Division and the Third Division immediately ordered the entire army to attack after a brief discussion. He decided that the main force of the First Division would attack the Japanese stronghold outside Laiyang County, and all the three subsequent regiments of the Second Division and the Third Division would be transferred to the Fifth and Sixth Regiments of Guocheng on the eastern front.

After the five regiments met in Guocheng, they mobilized the firepower of three artillery companies to cover. Some of them first regained the lost land outside Guocheng. The other team directly detoured to Wendeng, hoping that the 57th Regiment and the 110th Regiment Command launched a fierce attack.
Chapter completed!