"I have nothing else, only passion, hard work, tears and sweat to everyone... You ask: What is our purpose? I can answer with one word: Victory, strive for victory at all costs, no matter how terrible it is, and no matter how far and difficult the road is, we must strive for victory, because without victory, we cannot survive."

——Winston Churchill

At this time, they realized that their personal power seemed so powerless and helpless in the face of the torrent of steel. All sounds and power would be crushed to pieces in front of the torrent of steel.

They had no chance to beg for mercy or scream. They were crushed by tanks in this way. The orders received by the soldiers of the National Defense Forces were to eliminate all the conspirators.

There is no need to live or capture. Everything is implemented according to the earliest military disciplines of the National Defense Forces. The earliest military disciplines of the National Defense Forces were to crush all the enemies.

"Mom...Mom..." A Japanese man with his legs broken was constantly wailing on a position full of steel flames. The National Defense Forces soldier in the tank crushed him coldly.

This is the price they need to pay. It's very simple. Since you have chosen to rebel, you need to bear the consequences of this matter. Those who have been blinded by passion or are unwilling to the reality.

Or the bewitched Japanese people paid the price for their actions at this time. Of course, perhaps few of them knew that their leaders were actually ready to attack the National Defense Forces.

But this did not prevent the fact that they would be annihilated by the Wehrmacht. Overnight, from Kyoto to Osaka, from Kobe to Kyushu. Countless Japanese people fell into a pool of blood.

The residents living in the surrounding areas were not hit at all. Countless citizens from major Japanese cities watched the protracted massacre through the cracks in their homes in horror.

Yes, it was a very simple massacre. The National Defense Forces' actions were without any mercy. They were rough and like a wild man breaking into the flock of sheep, wantonly tearing everything he saw to pieces.

Countless people from all Japanese gangs screaming and wailing were tragically crushed into pieces by these tanks. Broken corpses and blood were sprayed on the streets where the flames were ignited.

People screamed and reluctantly accepted the crushing of the National Defense Force.

"The eighty-five strongholds, none of which fell, were all cleaned up. But the number of killings cannot be counted for the time being, most of them were broken by artillery fire. A small number were also crushed by tanks..."

A crow whispered in front of Wang Yajiao: "It is estimated that we can only thoroughly count the enemy's combat losses until dawn. But the glory is only a preliminary estimate, the exact number, and the complete statistics cannot be carried out..."

"Well, clean up what should be cleaned up. Those leaders cannot be spared, they must be cleaned up." Wang Yajiao nodded and ordered: "The troops are going to partially withdraw from Japan. We need an absolutely stable environment."

"At this time, any unstable force needs to be cleaned." A cold light flashed in Wang Yakuen's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Only by clearing them, we can completely obtain safety!"

"yes!!"

At this time, Mori Motorororo looked miserably at the base he had worked hard torn apart by the National Defense Forces into a sea of ​​fire. Countless screams meant that all the confidants he had carefully cultivated were massacred.

There were only three or five remnants of the original Maori family around him, and Mori Mori knew that he would not be able to confront the National Defense Forces from then on.

"The head of the family..." A remnant of the Maori family cried bitterly: "Our manpower... are all over! There are still those funds and those weapons..."

Mori Mori Rokuro suddenly looked back and roared in a low voice: "At least, we are still alive! As long as we are alive, there is hope!"

But Mori Mori Rokuro took a deep breath and said, "We can only continue to fight if we are alive! So what if we fail this time?! As long as we work hard, we will soon have another force!"

"In the next place, we will get more support and weapons. We will launch an attack on these damn Wehrmachts again, and this time we will not fail so easily..."

Mori Mori Rokuro didn't know whether he was cheering up these losers or cheering himself up. The more he spoke, the more excited he became, the more excited he became.

"Yes! Our current base is lost, but don't forget that we still have a bunch of weapons. We have all been trained. Even if we can't make a home in Kyoto, but Osaka, Kyushu, Kobe... where can't we make a home?!"

"As long as we take out those weapons and ammunition, no gang is our opponent. But we need to endure, we need to wait quietly for the opportunity, and then kill all these damn Wehrmachts with one blow!"

"Hayi!! Kill all these damn National Wehrmachts!!" Mori Mori Rokuro said, and the remnants who were struggling as suffocating as a stray dog ​​were encouraged again.

Unfortunately, their ambitions cannot be achieved after all. In the bushes of this matter, figures kept flashing. A voice came faintly.

"You...you'd better lie here directly, as your final destination. It's the most suitable one..." At the same time that voice was made, gunfire sounded.

But the remnants around Mori Mori Rokuro who escaped with him fell to the ground without even humming.

Their heads were directly beaten to pieces, and their brains and skulls were lifted open. The blood and brains were sprayed all over the floor, and even the bloody blood and brains were sprayed directly on the face of Mori Mori Rokuro standing next to him...

Mori Mori Rokuro looked at his subordinates in a daze, and was killed in an instant. He sprayed his brain and fell to the ground.

"Mori Mori Rokuro?! To be honest, you have done a great job during this period. Even my behavior has to be praised a few times..."

But in the dark night, a figure appeared next to Mori Mori Rokuro like a ghost. This was an extremely thin man, and he sighed and told Mori Mori Rokuro.

"If you are not Japanese, then I might consider letting you join us. Unfortunately, you are Japanese. This alone cannot be trusted by us..."

With a gunshot, Mori Mori's hand holding the gun was interrupted. Mori Mori Mori screamed and covered his broken hand.

The blood sprayed out, and the broken hand fell to the ground with a gun in his hand. Mori Mori Rokuro stared at the man tightly and said in a cold voice: "Are you a National Welfare Force?! Are you here to kill me?!"

"I am the National Welfare Force, there is no doubt about this." The man looked at Mori Mori Rokuro with a little interest and whispered: "If I hadn't come to kill you, I wouldn't have appeared here..."

"However, in order to show my admiration for your meticulous thoughts, I decided to show up and kill you. You must know that this is a rare honor! I have never appeared to kill anyone..." The man smiled and said, "Many people who died under me have never seen me even until death..."

"The success and defeat of the enemy, it is useless to say more! Take action..." Mori Mori Rokuro looked at the man with a smirk and said in a trembling voice: "Since I fail, I need to bear the consequences of failure..."

"Bang!" A gunshot sounded, and the last resistance of Mori Mori's family, disappeared in the woods. His head was bombarded by a 12.5MM large-caliber sniper rifle bullet.

The brain was sprayed directly, or we can say that. His entire head was gone. Blood was constantly gushing out of his neck, and his body fell down in trembling...

Such situations continue to appear in various parts of Japan. Countless Japanese rebellious forces were completely cleaned overnight.

Those extremely powerful bosses naturally have their own extraordinary things to survive the war. At least, they have many ways to save their lives.

But these were invisible in front of the crows. None of them escaped the massacres, and everyone was killed directly when they stepped out of their secret paths or hidden basements.

Until early morning, at least 130,000 magnificents were cleaned up. These included some former Japanese soldiers or officers.

They were cleaned thoroughly. Their bodies were cleaned that night. Those who saw this through the crack in the door even remembered this night many years later.

It was an extremely bloody night, with guns and cannons roaring in the first half of the night. In the second half of the night, countless corpses were dragged out of the ruins.

It was thrown into the truck like garbage, and then transported to the cremation site outside the city and was directly cremated. They finally went out, no one asked about it, and no one mentioned it.

Tens of thousands of Korean People's Army soldiers transported the broken bodies into the truck in an unstoppable vomiting and then sent them to the cremation site outside the city.

A large number of people quietly cremated these bodies at the cremation site, and the ashes were mixed in fertilizer for fertilization in farmland. Even years later, pieces of unburned bones could be found in some Japanese fields.

And the farmland that had applied these fertilizers in those years was full of vitality. A large number of farmers knew that the farmland had risen very well in those years.

The output rate is high, and the fields are extremely fertile. But few people mention it to people outside. The credit for the fields so fertile is the burned corpses...

"Gen. Marshall, you know the seriousness of this matter. We cannot make the decision at all, and the Commander-in-Chief has not yet called back. Therefore, we cannot give you any reply..."

Xiu Wen sighed at Marshall in front of him with a smile: "This incident has greatly harmed the relationship between our two countries. Originally, there were certain oppositions to the sending of troops to the Soviet Union..."

"When this happens, I believe this sound will gradually become louder. Unfortunately, we have no choice but to do anything about it." Xiuwen spread his hands and said, "The only thing that can be solved in this matter is the Commander-in-Chief."

"in the country, only his prestige can suppress those voices of opposition..."

"I know this very well, but we hope to get your answer." Marshall sighed: "In fact, the cooperation between our two countries has been very pleasant."

"Although there are some small frictions between us, this does not hinder our communication. What I hope more is that this communication will be more. And cooperation between us is unnecessary for confrontation..."

Xiu Wen sighed. Marshall and Roosevelt did have a great favor for China. This may be because of their personal relationship with Tu Mengben, commander-in-chief of the Defense Forces.

Of course, this is also due to the interests of the United States. Unfortunately, this relationship is always challenged. For example, the US military, some of them always want to compete with the Defense Forces.

The Wehrmachts were so famous that many hawks in the US were not convinced. The Wehrmachts' performance in the Battle of Moscow also made them dissatisfied.

Donovan is also one of the people influenced by this trend of thought. They all regard the National Wehrmacht as potential enemies. The politicians are even more straightforward.

What they saw was the benefits brought to enterprises and the United States by the National Defense Forces. These interests include military, political and diplomatic interests. They still think that the tiger is extremely reliable in curbing the red giant bear of the Soviet Union.

"I will convey your meaning to the imperial capital as soon as possible, but I cannot guarantee what kind of reply you will get..." Xiuwen bowed slightly to Marshall and said, "After all, this matter needs to be discussed by the coalition government..."

Marshall nodded to express his understanding, and then the two exchanged greetings for a while before Marshall said goodbye and left.

Xiuwen looked at Marshall's back and showed a meaningful smile. The Americans surrendered, while their power in Japan was completely cleansed.

Xiuwen believes that their power in Japan will not be restored within at least five years. Perhaps after the war, they will have the spare energy to restore their power in Japan.

But will the Defense Forces, who are also idle at that time, allow them to do this...

"They still refuse to give in. I guess it will be difficult for us to get the answer we want. Your Excellency President..." Back at the White House, Marshall began to report to Roosevelt.

Roosevelt is helpless now. The hotline between him and Tu Mengben is the telegram. He has not received any response so far. This telegram seems to have fallen into the sea.

At the beginning of the establishment of the Allies, Tu Mengben proposed that the intelligence agencies within the Allies study a set of special passwords for the hotlines of leaders among the Allies.

This plays an extremely important role in dealing with battlefield crises, handling relationships and communications between all parties. This proposal was endorsed by Roosevelt and Churchill.

Soon, a special password was developed. After a series of tests, this set of passwords was used in the leader's dedicated line within the Allied forces.

There is a codebook in Kalinin's office. There is a set of it in the White House, and there is a set of it in Churchill's office in Ottawa. At the same time, there is a set of it in the Office of the Commander-in-Chief of the Defense Forces.

The response of this telegram has always been extremely fast. Only this time, this response is too slow...

"It seems that the tiger is about to offer a high price..." Roosevelt said with a wry smile: "I don't think he will not be able to control the internal forces of the National Defense Forces. The only possibility is that the coalition government and he intend to make us pay a huge price..."

Roosevelt's estimate was correct. The coalition government is indeed meeting now to discuss how to make the United States pay the due price in this matter. It is obviously inappropriate to turn against the United States because of this matter.

Moreover, in the eyes of politicians, the balance of interests is extremely important. How to use this incident to fight for the greatest benefit for themselves is what they need to consider.

"This time they must make them bleed!" Lin Sen said viciously: "I don't care if Roosevelt knows this or not. But they obviously have crossed the line!"

"Since they have crossed the line, they have to pay the price for their actions!" But Lin Sen paused and said, "Don't think that if some people resign this time, they can pay the bill..."

"I think so too. Since they have done this, they have to pay the price for it!" But Su Zongzhe said coldly: "Otherwise, everyone will do whatever they want in our occupied land in the future. Then they will quit one person and make the account?! This will definitely not happen!"

Everyone nodded. The territory of the National Defense Forces is now quite large, and in addition to the domestic market, it also includes Southeast Asia and the Strait of Malacca. In the future, this situation will be more likely to happen.

If they are not dealt with this time, Americans will pay the price. Then more and more latecomers will cause trouble.

"We can't make the United States feel sore. After all, we still need to cooperate with them. But we can't let them go easily, otherwise they will think that our bottom line is just like this..."

Yan Zhengqing pushed his glasses and said, "White people are different from us. We leave a step and face to each other. Everyone wants to meet each other in the future. At the same time, they will not force people to the dead end..."

"But the white people are different. Once you give him a gap, they will open the gap into a huge cave!" Yan Zheng said coldly: "We must tell them that some things will kill people if they do it!"
To be continued...