Under the command of Pu'er Kayev, the Soviet soldiers in the outpost quickly moved. A military vehicle escorting twelve Japanese officers drove away from the outpost and headed straight towards a Soviet patrol boat staying on the riverside.

Soon, under the escort of more than a dozen Soviet border soldiers, the Japanese officers were pushed and caught up with the patrol boat. Then, with a roar of motors, the patrol boat sailed off the shore and headed towards the quiet Heilongjiang River.

The movements on the other side of the river obviously alarmed the highly vigilant Japanese garrison. You should know that on this line, small-scale military conflicts between the Soviet and Japanese sides often occur. Therefore, as long as either side makes any unusual moves, the other side will quickly enter a state of alert. ￣￣ Today, naturally, there will be no exception.

So, amid a series of whistles, a large number of Kanto soldiers rushed out of the ward camp and entered the defensive positions along the river in the shortest time. The Japanese patrol boat also gave up its previous cruising and used a loudspeaker to shout loudly to the Soviet patrol boat that was still close to the middle of the river, warning them that they were about to cross the border and enter the defense zone of the "Great Japanese Empire".

However, the situation seems a bit special today. The Soviet patrol boats did not intend to cross the dividing line in the heart of the river. They stopped near the dividing line. However, this did not mean that the Japanese garrison could breathe a sigh of relief, because what happened next almost made every Japanese soldier who witnessed it was furious.

Near the middle of the river, the Soviet patrol boat stopped, then turned on the spot, and finally crossed the river. With the lifting of a second lieutenant of the Soviet army, two Japanese officers wearing yellow Japanese uniforms and in a mess were taken to the side of the ship by six or seven Soviet soldiers. Finally, they were forcibly pressed and knelt on the cold deck.

The Japanese Kanto soldiers who were originally lying on the river bank position all stood up at this time. They could see that the two people who were forcibly pressed and kneeled on the deck were indeed officers of the Empire. Because one of them was commended by the Imperial Army soon.

What do the Russians want to do?!

This is a question that almost every Kanto soldier present wants to know.

Facing the pair of angry eyes across the river, the second lieutenant of the Soviet army on the patrol boat was extremely leisurely. He took out a cigarette from his military pocket. He slowly lit it for himself, then looked down at the Japanese soldier kneeling beside him. What is this guy's name? Shiro Ishii. The border defense headquarters specifically explained that he must "take special care" on this guy.

"Hehe," the lieutenant laughed in his heart, "specially caring for someone", but his strength.

With a hint of cruel smile, the lieutenant raised his right leg. He first patted the heavy military boots stained with mud on his feet, then kicked his calf and stepped on Shiro Ishii's shoulder.

There is no doubt that the second lieutenant's approach was a great humiliation for a soldier. Shiro Ishii, who was kneeling on the ground, cursed constantly. At the same time, he struggled desperately, trying to shake off the foot of the second lieutenant who stepped on his shoulder. However, his efforts were obviously suppressed by several burly Soviet soldiers. It obviously did not work. In anger, Shiro Ishii turned his head, glared at the second lieutenant who humiliated him, and cursed.

"What did he say?" The lieutenant obviously didn't understand Japanese. He took a sip of cigarette, and smoke was sprayed in his nostrils, and at the same time he said to the soldiers beside him.

"He seemed to be saying thank you." A soldier stood up straight and replied with a smile. This soldier knew at a glance that he was a rough soldier and could not understand Japanese at all. However, he listened to the pronunciation in Shiro Ishii's mouth, which looked very similar to "Sbashiba". In Russian, it just happened to mean thank you.

"Oh, is that?" The second lieutenant seemed very interested. He bent down and approached Shiro Ishii and said with a smile, "Come on, let's say what happened just now..."

Before the lieutenant could finish his words, Shiro Ishii suddenly stepped forward and slammed his forehead into his chin. With a "skipping" sound, the lieutenant's chin was hit by a wisp of blood, which soon flowed down from the corner of his slightly opened mouth.

"Yeah!" With a muffled groan, the lieutenant took two steps back and almost sat on the ground.

"Comrade Lieutenant, are you okay?!" The soldier who had just spoken asked hurriedly.

The second lieutenant of the Soviet army was also a ruthless character. He shook his head first, then wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and finally spat out a mouthful of saliva and said, "*** Japanese pig, he is still so rampant when he dies."

The second lieutenant spoke very carefully. It seemed that he didn't bite his tongue just now, but just bit his lips.

"Hahaha..." Shiro Ishii looked at the second lieutenant of the Soviet army with a fierce look and actually burst into laughter.

"Laugh, he actually dares to laugh?" The lieutenant stepped forward and said viciously, then suddenly waved his hand and poked the lit cigarette that was originally sandwiched between his fingers into Shiro Ishii's ear canal.

"Ah..." Shiro Ishii's laughter stopped, replaced by heart-wrenching screams. He shook his head vigorously, trying to shake the second lieutenant's hand away. But at this moment, two Soviet soldiers rushed over and twisted his head hard, making him unable to move at all.

"Smile, why don't you laugh anymore?" The second lieutenant stuffed the entire cigarette into Shiro Ishii's ears, then he put his hands on his chest and stood aside with expressionless face.

At this time, Shiro Ishii had no experience to answer. Apart from his constant screaming, he couldn't even say a word.

"It seems he is in pain?" The lieutenant clapped his hands and said as if nothing had happened.

"Report to Comrade Second Lieutenant, it seems yes." The Soviet soldier who was speaking at first said with a smile.

"Hey, I'm the most soft-hearted," said the lieutenant smacking his lips and pretending to behave. "When I was training in the Safety Committee, those leaders were playing with the red shells. I only used cigarettes."

"Burning red shell?!" the soldier said in amazement, "Will you still get it if you stuff it in?"

"Of course, it's easy to get it out." The lieutenant said excitedly, "Come on, I'll demonstrate it to you, well, block this guy's nose and mouth first."

At the order of the lieutenant, several Soviet soldiers, who were like wolves and tigers, became busy. They pressed Shiro Ishii tightly, then covered their mouths and pinched their noses. This method had the most obvious effect. It was to make the screams stop immediately.

"I've all seen it, let's see how I took out the cigarette for you." The second lieutenant looked very excited. He rolled up the sleeve on his right arm, and then stepped forward as he spoke. As soon as his voice paused, the round slap slapped the other ear of Shiro Ishii.

"Bang!" After a crisp sound, the lieutenant's slap firmly hit Shiro Ishii's only intact ear.

This was enough to be a fatal slap. The Soviet soldiers watching next to him only saw this slap. Shiro Ishii suddenly raised his head, and then he collapsed weakly. "How is it, are you coming out?" The lieutenant grabbed Shiro Ishii's collar and pulled his whole body back to the deck. At the same time, he pointed to the cigarette that was slightly exposed in his ears and said with a smile.

At this time, he was probably the only one who could laugh on the deck. The Soviet soldiers surrounding him had already started to turn pale. As for the other Japanese officer who was entrusted on the deck, he fainted at this time. Ishii Shiro was lying on the deck at this time, and Shirou of Ishii was no longer like a human being. His eyes were covered with blood, and at the same time, two rays of red blood were flowing out from the corners of his eyes on both sides.

"Is this a bit cruel?" The Soviet soldier who was speaking couldn't help but ask.

"Cruel? Humph! Fight against such beasts..." The lieutenant said this, and took out a cigarette from his pocket again and lit it for himself, before continuing, "No means are cruel."

"What should I do now?" the soldier asked.

The lieutenant exhaled a faint smoke and looked towards the opposite bank. He saw that there were a large number of Japanese Kanto soldiers gathering on the river bank. Obviously, they had seen everything that happened here just now.

"Go, go, go for a bucket of gasoline, trap these two things together and burn them," the lieutenant said, turning directly toward the cockpit. He believed that as long as there was a fire here, the Japanese soldiers on the river bank would probably be unable to bear it. Once they fired, their mission would be completed. Of course, maybe they could bear it, but even that wouldn't matter. He still had ten "fuses" in his hand. He came one by one, but he still didn't believe that the expected gunshots could not be heard.

Major Kaho Ito stood on the river beach and looked at everything that happened on the Soviet patrol boat through the telescope in his hand. At this time, the anger in his heart had already burned to the peak, and his trembling hands and his trembling lips could effectively explain this. Now, what he wanted to do most was to order his soldiers to shoot and kill all the rampant Russians.

However, he knew clearly that he could not do that. The order he passed from the division headquarters had already reached his hands a few days ago. According to the order, during this period, he could not conflict with the Soviet border troops in any case. Restraint and perseverance were the orders issued by the domestic military headquarters and the Kanto Army Command. It can be seen that the Russians on the other side of the defense line were provoking, nakedly provoking. With their strong strength, they were unscrupulously trampling on the dignity of Japanese soldiers.

"You always have to pay back when you come out," Faced with the unconcealed arrogance and unscrupulous provocation of the Soviet army, the Kwantung Army, which has always claimed to be the "flower of the Imperial Army", finally received the shame they had once imposed on another nation. However, for them, it was far from enough to suffer shame. With a gunshot on the Heilongjiang River, the Kwantung Army, which had been entrenched in Manchuria for decades, finally opened the chapter of the entire army being wiped out.

The gunshot was fired when the Soviet patrol boat burned two Japanese officers. To be honest, this gunshot really scared Ito Kahe. You know. Before that, he had ordered his soldiers to be strictly prohibited from firing under any circumstances. However, the last shot finally started.

"This is a firearm, a soldier in anger who accidentally touched the trigger. Afterwards, I tried to hand over the soldier to the Russians according to Colonel Matsuda's order, but they refused to contact us. What is certain is that the Russians have been trying hard to instigate border conflicts, and the incident happened to give them the best excuse..." Ito Kaho wrote in his war diary.

More than ten years later, the "South Japanese Government" under the United States and Britain re-mentioned the Soviet army massacred Japanese soldiers during World War II, which directly led to nearly 800,000 former Kanto Army soldiers, but only more than 20,000 returned to the country, and filed a complaint against the Soviet government. At that time, the diary of the former Kanto Army's young master Yi Tou Kazuha became one of the evidence they collected.

Klyuchkov had been looking forward to this gunshot for a long time. He knew that at the same time, he could also make a contribution to Chu Sinan with the Supreme Command.

Looking at the patrol boat that quickly retreated back to the ground after the gunfire, Klyuchkov handed the telescope in his hand to Pu'er Kayev around him. At the same time, he said in a cold tone: "Comrade Pu'er Kayev, you have done a good job. I will report the situation of this mission truthfully to the commander. Well. As for your application, I believe General Chu Sinan will also consider it. As far as I know, the Karelia Border Defense District has been rebuilt, and the commander position there is still vacant. Do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand, I understand." Pu'er Kayev said repeatedly with excitement on his face.

"Then show it well," Klyuchkov smiled slightly, then pointed to the direction across the river and said, "As for the future development here, it depends on your performance. General Chu Sinan means that by the end of the Battle of Stalingrad, the more lively the better."

"Comrade Klyuchkov, please tell General Chu Sinan that I will not let him down." Puerkayev said hurriedly.

"Okay," Klyuchkov nodded, "in that case, I will not disturb your arrangement here. I must return to Moscow immediately, and the Supreme Command is still waiting for my return. The matter here depends entirely on you, Comrade Pu'er Kayev."

"Then I'll take you to the airport." Pu'er Kayev said.

"No need, stay here to command. Remember, try to make this place lively, but at the same time, you should also pay attention to the degree. The degree of the situation is within your own grasp." After Kluchkov said that, he turned around and walked towards the military vehicle.

After the military vehicle Klyuchkov was riding disappeared from sight, Puerkayev waved to attract a colonel staff officer.

"Please follow the original plan." He casually said to the staff, and Pu'er Kayev turned around and walked towards the air defense bunker at the outpost.

Two minutes later, a shrill whistle sounded from the artillery position of the River Bank Guard of the Far East Border Defense Forces. With this whistle, the artillery soldiers who had already been waiting for fifteen artillery positions became busy. High-explosive shells were moved out of the ammunition box and filled into a dark gun chamber.

"All gun positions are ready to... let go!" As a commanding flag fell, the deafening sound of cannons resounded throughout the artillery position.

In the sturdy air defense bunker, Pu'er Kayev checked the Japanese Kwantung Army positions that were attacked by artillery fire on the other side of the river through a telescope. Although only fifteen howitzers were fired in the first batch, the high-explosive bombs with great lethality caused a bloody storm on the Japanese Kwantung Army's riverside positions. At the positions where the shells fell, all the Japanese soldiers in the neighboring areas were sent to the sky. The flying rags and broken limbs were enough to show how much damage they suffered in the artillery attack.

However, to Pu'er Kayev's disappointment, his shelling lasted for a full fifteen minutes, and during these fifteen minutes, the Japanese Kwantung Army on the other side of the river did not make a counterattack.

After the shelling, the Japanese ambulance teams were busy collecting the bodies on the battlefield. The wounded, Pu'er Kayev, furiously smashed the telescope on the wall.

"Give me the order to the artillery brigade, and after thirty minutes, mobilize thirty artillery to start the second round of artillery fire," Pu'er Kayev said gritting his teeth in the face of his staff officer.

"What if they don't fight back?" the staff officer asked with concern.

"Then there will be no shelling once every thirty minutes. Each shelling lasts for ten minutes. I will be beaten until they counterattack!" Pu'er Kayev roared, "Also, don't forget to notify the air force and pay close attention to the situation here. As long as those Japanese pigs fight back, even if they are just one shot, they will dispatch me immediately, and there is no delay at all!"

"Yes!" The staff officer agreed happily, then turned around and ran away.

Two days later, in the banquet hall on the top floor of the Red Star Hotel in Moscow, Matsuoka Yoyou, who was full of anger, waited for a morning before finally waiting for the chief negotiator of the Soviet Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

Originally, according to Matsuoka's idea, he wanted to protest on the spot in front of the Soviet representatives. In the Far East, the Soviets' actions were too excessive, and that was an absolute act of bandits.

However, the Soviet negotiator obviously did not have his chance. His cold and ruthless face, the ultimatum of Su's ultimatum, and the back that he left without saying a word made Matsuoka's full words still die.

"In view of the frequent conflicts along the Heilongjiang coast of Manchuria and the rude provocations of your soldiers on the first day of this month, our Supreme Soviet Presidium has made the following decision in order to maintain peace in the Far East and avoid further escalation of war. We hope that your government will carefully consider it: From now on to the 18th of this month, all garrison troops located in the area south of Heilongjiang, located in the area south of Heilongjiang, will be retreating in the direction of Harbin. From now on, between our country and your country, the area north of Harbin and south of Heilongjiang will be used as a military buffer zone. Both sides shall not send one soldier (including security forces and public security forces) to the region in the area north of Harbin and south of Heilongjiang for any reason..."
Chapter completed!