Tabe got up and took out the blanket from the cabinet and spread it on the floor. This was the only one Mrs. Ishikawa didn't do for them.

"I haven't farmed for many years. Rigao Jun, have you ever planted the land?" Rigao Nosuke got up and blew out the candle, pulled the curtains open, let the cold moonlight shine in, and sat under the porch to light a cigarette. The cigarette butt flashed and disappeared in the dark. Tanabe was a little surprised. He didn't expect that this problem would make Rigao Nosuke's reaction so much.

Rigao Nosuke really doesn't know how to farm. He was born into a Korean aristocrat. He had been frugal since he was a child. He had played in the fields and had never taken a hoe and a sickle. He has been away from home for more than 20 years. He did not dare to inquire about the situation at home. He often deliberately avoided going to North Korea.

"What's wrong, Li Gaojun?" Tianbian walked over quietly, sat opposite him, staring at Li Gao's face.

Ritakasuke smiled faintly, took out a cigarette and handed it to Tanabe, thinking about his resume: "I don't know, but it shouldn't be difficult. This little money should be able to buy a piece of land and a cow." He looked at Tanabe and said, "Otherwise, opening another grocery store can support our lives." "From a military point of view, the defeat of Japan is inevitable... Ritakasuke lowered his voice: "The later the war ends, the greater the losses suffered by Japan. Nakajima-kun proposed such conditions, which is difficult to accept emotionally, but in fact,

Japan was favorable. Now Japan's losses are only on the army, and the industry is not much. Now the truce is in war. After the war, Japan's recovery is very fast. But if the battle continues, the Allied Air Force continues to bomb. By the time of the truce, Japan may not have a factory, and millions of workers will be unemployed. On the contrary, the countryside may be slightly better." The field was silent, and the dark red cigarette butts were shining in the dark. The wind blowing from the horizon dissipated the heat, and the air was less hot. The shadow of the cherry trees in the yard projected onto the roof porch.

Night, cool, quiet: Suddenly, Tanabe and Ritakanosuke both lost interest in speaking. The two of them looked at the quiet night sky at the same time. The stars in the sky were dotted, the pure moon shining quietly on the earth, and the air was filled with the smell of the sea.

"It's getting late, go to bed." Ritakanosuke knocked out the cigarette butt in the ashtray and got up and entered the room. Tanabe did not move. He was still sitting on the porch. The other two houses in the slums had rested, and there was no movement.

Ritakanosuke's steady breathing gradually came from behind him. Tanabe breathed lightly. His mood was not as calm as he showed. In Shinkyo and Dohihara's investigation, he was actually the first to pass the test, but Dohihara asked him to accept the punishment of forced retirement and find a way to follow Ritakanosuke and investigate and monitor him nearby. Only Dohihara and him knew about this order.

From the bottom of his heart, he did not believe that Ritakanosuke was a spy from the Chinese, but the files that Aochung Koyama took out were difficult to refute, and the serious mistakes Ritakanosuke made in this special train incident were also difficult to understand, so he agreed to Doihara's request.

Just now, when Ritakanosuke took out the gold bars, he thought he had found a breakthrough point, but then he thought that before returning to China, all their luggage had been checked in detail. Doihirohara could not have known about these gold bars, which shows that the origin of these gold bars should be normal.

But then, Ritakanosuke made a flaw. From his resume, he had no experience in farming, but Ritakanosuke's reaction made Tanabe feel strongly that he knew how to farm, at least he was familiar with farming, so where did he know?

Doihirahara judged that Ritakanosuke would not be silent like this, and he still reported many people, so after he returned to Tokyo, he would continue to move. If he stayed by his side, he would definitely find clues, and then follow the vine and find out his true face.

Tanabe never found any suspicious points about Ritakanosuke. During the fire extinguishing a few days ago, Ritakanosuke's performance almost made him believe that he was innocent, but Doihara still asked him to stay by Ritakanosuke's side.

Today, Tanabe noticed a flaw in Ritakanosuke's mood. Although Ritakanosuke made a concealment, he still noticed it. He had read Ritakanosuke's resume and could almost memorize it. Ritakanosuke's teenager lost school and went to Tokyo to work with his parents. His family was poor. At the age of 18, he went to Nanyang to do business with his boss. During the Tokyo earthquake, a fire broke out in the slum where his parents lived, and several streets around him were burned. His parents and neighbors all died in the fire.

The investigation against Takanosuke is still underway. After Noda returned to China, he conducted an investigation through the Black Dragon Association. The Black Dragon Association is not as good as before, and he still has no neighbors or classmates who are familiar with Ritakanosuke.

After reading Ritakanosuke's files, Dohihara connected the application for the non-commissioned officer school and the teenager who lost school. He expressed questions about why he applied for the non-commissioned officer school. Tanabe did not know whether Dohihara had asked Ritakanosuke, but Dohihara warned him not to talk about the past easily, which may arouse Ritakanosuke's vigilance.

Tabaya looked at Tabaya and silently thought about what to do next. Ritakanosuke seemed to want to leave the military completely. Kazunashima asked him back, but he refused. On the contrary, he proposed to go to the countryside, and I don't know if he was testing him or his plan was really like this.

Tanaba smoked two cigarettes in a row, turned his head to look at Ritakanosuke. He got up and went back to the house to go to bed. Before he could close the door, a shrill alarm sounded.

"Woo!" The alarm in the whole city sounded, waking up the sleeping Tokyo from his sleep. Tanabe was still hesitating, but there was still a sound behind him. Looking back, Ritakanosuke had already sat up, as if he was still in a mess. He stayed for a while before jumping up.

"Air raid!" Ritakanosuke frowned and shouted, lifting the towel covering his body, putting on his clothes, then lifting the small box and walking out of the room. He did all this slowly.

When he arrived in the yard, Ritakanosuke moved the stone slab away and put the small box in his hand in it. There were already several bags inside. These things were made by Mrs. Ishi11 and Mrs. Nakamura. These things were not commonly used. Mrs. Ishi11 and Mrs. Nakamura felt it was troublesome to move around, so he simply kept them inside.

The alarm sounded more and more, and almost the whole city was outside the yard. Mrs. Ishi11 and Mrs. Nakamura's wife Nakamura also came out of the room. Mrs. Nakamura and Mrs. Ishi11 were carrying pockets of their hands. The food was filled in. The two of them were not in a hurry. They slowly put the food in, and only then did Takanosuke cover the stone slab.

"These fools, with such loud noises, the Chinese planes don't have to worry about finding targets anymore." Ritakanosuke became more and more annoyed by the alarm, too sharp and too harsh.

The continuous bombing has begun to get used to it, but the losses caused are not huge, making the citizens no longer afraid and no longer go out immediately as before when they hear the alarm. Some citizens are not even going out anymore, and they keep repeating the methods that come from avoiding bombing.

Ritakanosuke started to be very calm, but after a while, his god suddenly changed, and the roar of the aircraft group came from the sky. The engine's roar was never so close.

The light column of the searchlight cuts... Breaking through the night sky, anti-aircraft cannons began to shoot at the air, and the shells bloomed in the air, flashing a ball of red light, and countless red lights illuminated the sky. On the red sky, the shadows of the huge group of aircraft appeared and disappeared from time to time.

"These idiots!" Ritakanosuke couldn't help but curse. All of the curfews and light controls in the past were scrapped. Under such artillery fire, even fools knew that it was Tokyo below.

Everyone looked up at the sky, no one noticed his anger, and no one was in a hurry to walk out. The sound of the plane engine became louder and louder, and Ritakasuke's face changed.

"No, Tabata, the height seems to be much lower! Mrs. Shi 11, take the child with her and go to the river immediately!" Li Takasuke's voice suddenly became severe. Mrs. Shi 11 hurriedly took her son's hand and walked out quickly. The originally dark streets have now become clear under the explosion of fire.

The bomb rubbed against the air, and the airflow made a sharp roar. Many such sharp roars gathered together and rushed into the ears of citizens, awakening them from their sleep, and plunging them into terror.

The bomb exploded in the air about 30 meters, shooting out burning rods. The burning rods were designed to explode as soon as they touched something, shooting the sticky things inside toward all directions, and these things were burning. In an instant, two crossing lines of fire appeared on the ground in Tokyo.

Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen planes hovered in the sky, and hundreds of bombs landed accurately between the two crossing lines. Then there was the entire squadron, the entire brigade, and dozens of tons of bombs fell from the sky, and more fire points rose from the ground.

The searchlight was firing wildly, the light was white, and the plane was gray, but under the light, it turned green. Every plane was illuminated by anti-aircraft guns, and an airplane was fired in the air. The plane struggled to rush to the ground, and a violent explosion sounded, but the planes hit were a few, and most of the planes avoided the shells on the ground.

The bomb fell like raindrops, and the fire spread to all sides as the wind rose. The bomber continued to drop bombs on both sides, and the range of fire became larger and larger, forming a huge fire ball, which was constantly rolling, and all attempts to prevent it from turning into ashes.

Xue Muhua whistled excitedly. His brigade dropped bombs at a height of three thousand meters. Looking down from the sky, the whole of Tokyo was burning. The high temperature sucked cold air, forming a strong convection, and the plane became a little bumpy.

"Maybe there are eight hundred degrees?" the navigator shouted, now the cabin can feel the heat below.

"No! It's a thousand degrees! Just like the sun!" Xue Muhua said loudly, with a happy expression. The whole ground was burning, and he seemed to smell the burning smell of human flesh, which made people vomit.

Gao Zhihang's order came from the headphones, ordering them to drop bombs quickly, then let the road open and let the planes behind come in. Xue Muhua stopped joking and ordered the planes to maintain their formation and adjust their height to 7,000 meters, as if he wanted to avoid the stench...
Chapter completed!