All the National Defense Army soldiers, SS and agents who were able to be summoned at the first time were gathered at the gate of the Japanese Palace.

The murder of Chinese people on the streets of Tokyo has spread among the soldiers. The death of their compatriots has caused these iron-blooded soldiers to be indignant. The bullets have been loaded and the bayonets have been wiped with shiny light now. No matter who wants to stop them from taking revenge, no matter who he is, they will undoubtedly be stabbed away by them.

The only dozen cars in Tokyo were mobilized here. The oil cloths of heavy machine guns that were already open to the guns of heavy machine guns, and the guns that had been opened and the mouths of the Chinese were verbally chanting the anger.

The soldiers' periphery was crowded with fleeing Chinese people. This was the only place they could rely on. Dozens of Chinese corpses were placed on the ground, all of which were tragic. What was even more tragic was that several corpses were burned to charcoal by the brutal Japanese.

"Sir, save us!"

"Sir, our wife, daughter, were killed by those beasts. My daughter is only 7 years old. Take revenge. Please help me with revenge!"

The common people held the soldiers' sleeves and cried. The soldiers stood straight with their lips tightly trembling slightly. They faced death calmly on the battlefield. Tears were also flowing down their eyes.

Under the protection of a team of soldiers, the highest Chinese chief executive in Japan, Guangxu, led Chinese administrative officials to retreat here, Liang Qichao, who had always emphasized "benevolence and righteousness" to govern the country, was also stunned by the tragedy in front of him.

"Is Zhuo Ru what you mean by 'benevolence'?" Guangxu clenched his fists and suppressed his anger and said in a low voice.

"How could this happen? How could this happen!" Liang Qichao murmured, his face pale and bloodless, the Japanese went crazy. Why did they do this?

A car full of arms drove up and the soldiers on it quickly jumped out of the car and began to distribute weapons to ordinary Chinese people and administrative officials. The people who distributed the weapons did not say a word or the people who took the weapons did not say a word.

At this moment, the Chinese were completely angered. The mobs in Tokyo were about to pay the heaviest price for their atrocities!

Wang Jian, the highest commander of the SS, came, holding a pistol tightly in his hand; Luo Lin, the captain of the Jingke Banner, came, the sword that had killed countless Japanese soldiers, was firmly held in his hand; Zhuang Jian, the captain of the Special Forces of the National Defense Forces, came, he brought his special forces members with an angry flame in his eyes; Huang Mingxing, the commander-in-chief of the Japanese division, came, he was carrying a bayonet rifle, trembling constantly because of anger; Wang Feng, the commander-in-chief of the occupation forces in Japan, grabbed a child with one hand and walked heavy steps. His face was so gloomy that it was scary.

Wang Cong looked at all the Chinese in the field and said in a slow and low tone that had never been before, "The two children around me, one is sixteen years old, named Agubai, and the other is ten years old, named Ashanle. Their father died more than ten hours ago. Their mother was tragically under the Japanese sword. Their mother was broken by those beasts until death. It was like this! Or the Chinese in Tokyo were massacred more than ten hours ago. It was slaughtered. Our relatives were bleeding. Our compatriots were dying. Our houses were burning and those thugs were not even willing to let go of the corpses of the Chinese!"

Someone began to sob in the field.

Wang Cong said coldly, "What is a man crying? Just put away the tears. The weapon has been distributed to you. All the Japanese have seen the Chinese subway blood. All the thugs pay the price for what they do. Use the guns in your hands to avenge your relatives!"

"Revenge! Revenge!" A series of shouts sounded one after another.

Wang Sui raised her hand and immediately calmed down in the field. He said word by word, "Now I order unlimited shooting on the streets of Tokyo!"

"Monhara Jun is so comfortable. I haven't felt that comfortable for a long time." Oyama Taro, the vice president of the "Daoxing Club", said excitedly, and his eyes were burned red by blood. A bloodthirsty light flashed. "I killed eight Chinese people, are you?"

"Eleven!" Benhara Zengkun wiped the blood from the samurai sword. "It's not enough, and you have to kill more Chinese people to avenge the Marshal of Yama County!"

"What if the Chinese army has gone?" Taro Koyama expressed his hidden worries.

Benhara Zengkong smiled coldly and said, "Then we will throw away our weapons and say we are civilians. The Chinese people always like to say that they are benevolent and righteous troops. They will not kill civilians. Don't worry, the Chinese people are cowardly and incompetent. They prefer the fact that they are a high hat."

"Would you like to contact the Black Dragon Society's Toyamaman and others with a large number of people with their help to kill the Chinese people?" Koyama Taro suggested.

Benyuan Zengkeng immediately said disdainfully, "Toushanman? He is no longer a descendant of the Yamato nation. He has completely become a Chinese dog. When I drive away, the Chinese are the first to attack him!" Suddenly, gunfire sounded in the distance, and then a team of Chinese soldiers appeared in Benyuan Zengkeng's vision in a blur.

"President, the Chinese army is here!" A congregation of the "Daoxing Association" ran over panting and said.

Benyuan Zengkeng immediately issued an order, "Everyone of our association retreated and let those Japanese civilians cover the Chinese people and would not kill them. Once they are caught up, they throw away their weapons and pretend to be civilians!"

The congregations of the "Daoxing Society" began to retreat under the command of the president, and the Tokyo people who participated in the massacre of the Chinese casually formed a wall of humanity on the periphery of the Chinese people. They wanted to do so for at least a long time to do so until then that time, the original president who commanded their massacre had already run away.

Two cars came to the Chinese army and set up heavy machine guns on the way. The side of the cars was full of Chinese soldiers carrying bayonets and rifles.

The Tokyoites squatted on the ground indifferently blocking the way for Chinese soldiers to advance. Some of them were chatting happily and some were sending rice balls into their mouths, while the corpses of burnt Chinese people not far away were still emitting unpleasant and pungent smells.

Luo Lin, who was commanding this Chinese army, glanced at the situation in front of him and said loudly, "The streets of Tokyo. Unlimited shooting!"

The heavy machine gun on the car fired the car and rushed to the crowd without any mercy while driving the car. The infantrymen rushed towards the Tokyo people sitting there with bayonets without any mercy. The bayonet stabbed the Japanese with one knife and one knife.

"The Chinese kill people and run away!" The arrogant Japanese finally realized that the Chinese soldiers were playing the real bayonet of the Chinese soldiers was about to avenge their compatriots!

But it was too late and they had no place to run away. The bullets of heavy machine guns poured down like heavy rain and rushed into the crowd bayonets ruthlessly into the bodies of Japanese people one after another.

Rollin jumped out of the car, raised the saber, put it down, lift it up, put it down, put it down, every time a Japanese fell down, his body was covered with dirty Japanese blood, Rollin's thoughts at this time were not only revenge, but he was regretful that he could no longer wear it in the military uniform. The fishy smell on it would never be washed away.

Revenge operations in various parts of Tokyo have begun to begin in full swing. More and more Chinese people have joined the revenge team. They carry the bodies of their dead compatriots and roar with anger. What Chinese people are so kind and humble that they endure and humble that they are all forgiven and treat others. Let all the Japanese tremble under the iron blood of China!

Houses are lit one by one. The main streets of Tokyo are heavy machine guns set up by Chinese soldiers. No Japanese can pass these roads of death. Chinese soldiers are adhering to a strict order. Unlimited shooting on the streets of Tokyo!

This place has become the gate of death in hell, and this place has become the sea of ​​fire to burn all the dirty Japanese!

Burn Tokyo!

Burn Japan!

Tooyama Man was still smart. From the beginning of the Tokyo riot, he strictly ordered the "Black Dragon Association" to participate in the attack on the Chinese people. All congregations were not allowed to act rashly. In order to express his loyalty to China and to fear that he was accidentally injured by the Chinese army, he moved to the office of Luo Wei, the Minister of Intelligence of Tokyo in China.

There was no Chinese in the office. They all rushed to the streets of Tokyo with weapons.

His capable subordinate Nishimura Kochi hurriedly walked in and said as soon as he entered the door, "The President, the Chinese army took action. It was terrible. Their chief issued an order for 'unrestricted shooting' on the streets of Tokyo. He was bleeding and dying everywhere in Tokyo!"

When Tooyama Man heard this news, his first reaction was to be glad that the great god Rizhao blessed him what a wise decision he made, otherwise he would also become a victim of "unlimited shooting".

"How is our congregation?" Toutanman asked.

Kaoji Nishimura said, "According to your order, no one of us participated in the riots, but under the order of Chinese unlimited shooting, many members fell under the guns of Chinese soldiers for no reason."

Tooshanman was indifferent to this and said in a stern tone, "No matter what happens, don't you be allowed to fight back. Do you understand? I'll go find Commander Wang Xiang. The riot was picked up by the fool Benyuan Zengkun. I have to find a way to catch this pig. Maybe this will calm the anger of the Chinese people."

This time he moved, in order to avoid being beaten to death by angry Chinese people on the street, he shaved Rendanhu and put on the Chinese soldiers who had been prepared long ago. After he felt that it was foolproof, he walked out with several bodyguards.

It is not difficult to find Wang Cong, no matter where Wang Gui's command center, the national flag and military flag of the Chinese Empire will always be flying high.

"Hello, Commander." Toushanman, who entered the command center, took off his hat and bowed respectfully.

Wang Cong looked at the Japanese in Chinese military uniform in disgust and said coldly, "What's the matter?"

Tooyama nodded and said, "This time the Tokyo mob's actions were made by the 'Daoxing Club'. Their president, Matsukoto, was a lunatic. The officer who instigated the Japanese mutiny, was willing to help you find him and hand him in front of you to calm the anger of the Chinese."

This made Wang Cong pay attention to him. "As long as you can catch this person, I will recommend you to have rights that other Japanese people cannot have as the privileged class of 'Friends of China'."

Tooyama Manta was excited to join the "Friends of China" which was really the greatest honor for the Japanese. This meant that he would have countless privileges. "Thank you so much. Commander. But the Chinese in Tokyo are very angry with the Japanese. I am afraid that my members will easily be injured and killed by accident when they go out to operate. There is nothing wrong with it. But it is not good to delay the arrest of Benhara Zenguin. You see?"

Wang Cong didn't even think about it and said, "Let your member tie a white towel on his left arm to show the difference between it and other Japanese people."

Tooyama left, Japanese Prime Minister An Yu-san walked in with Deputy Prime Minister Ota Heitaki and Army Minister Shin-jiu, accompanied by Naomoto.

As soon as they came in, the three people who looked sad and looked bowed together for a long time until the impatient Wang Cong spoke before they raised their heads.

"The Commander, we express our grief over the tragedy encountered by the Chinese in Tokyo." An Yousan said this and wiped his eyes. "Those mobs have tarnished the great friendship between China and Japan and made the Japanese ashamed them. I apologize to the Chinese who died on behalf of the Japanese government and are willing to compensate for all losses."

Wang Cong snorted from his nose without answering anything.

Seeing his mortal enemy An Youmengsan was embarrassed by Ota Hirazoda, he was happy that he stared at the Prime Minister's throne. It was not a matter of one or two days. Maybe he could take this opportunity to drive An Youmengsan down.

Ota Heitaki thought for a while and said, "This riot government is responsible for the lack of publicity and teaching on weekdays, which has caused the situation today. Killing all those mobs is a shame for the Japanese!"

The government he said that the government should be responsible for making An Yoububian three is dissatisfied with this. It is obvious that it is to exclude itself, but An Yoububian three dare not publicly object. Otherwise, wouldn’t it make the Chinese angry?

"General Wang, my troops are ready to rush to the streets of Tokyo to assist Chinese soldiers in suppressing this riot!" It was a bit of a soldier-like look when he saw Shang Wen standing at the scene.
Chapter completed!