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spn In Yunnan, the extension line of the Chengdu-Kunming Railway on Kunming-Ruili Line is one of the largest railway projects in the southwest in recent years. The railway extends from Chengdu and Kunming to the Myanmar border. According to the design plan, the railway will lead all the way to Ruili. Although this railway seems to be a branch line, its terrain is very complex and the construction standards are very high. After all, it will be the trunk line of the China-Myanmar Railway in the future. The importance is self-evident and will undertake extremely important cargo transportation tasks.

Because the railway started construction late, there was also a large prisoner camp of today's Japanese army left on this line. This prisoner of war camp consisting of 80% of Japanese officers and soldiers and 20% of Japanese armed expatriates, which undertakes a very heavy workload.

However, the Japanese 'characteristics were very tenacious. After the Japanese government officially announced the conditions for defeat and surrender, the Japanese prisoners of war who were originally whipped and unwilling to work and had to put their guns on their heads before they were willing to leave the construction site. They suddenly seemed to have lost their backbone and began to serve hard labor after the war was over in accordance with the orders of the distant local government.

Recently, I have had more hope in my life. According to the news that prisoners of war have received from nowhere, the Japanese government will send people to solve the problem of the last prisoner-of-war labor exchange.

"Dangdangdang..."..."[

When the bell of the assembly camp rang, the Japanese prisoners of war jumped out of bed as if they were in the army, put on their clothes a few times, grabbed the hoes neatly placed against the wall, and Gangxuan and Dizi went downstairs to gather.

The bells represent gatherings, and gatherings are for work. This has been the Chinese prisoner-of-war camp life that Japan has used to for several years. They are very clear that as long as they do not violate the regulations, "Chinese people rarely take the initiative to beat them, and they will not shoot people at will. However, if there is any violation of the regulations, or slacking off work, and the intention to escape," it will be serious.

The punishment for violating the basic regulations of prisoners of war camps, from the simplest detention, three-day confinement, "not even giving water, to hanging up and poisoning the sun, made the Japanese know that the Chinese are becoming stronger and stronger, and they have never lacked torture methods, even more cold and colder than themselves. However, although these Chinese people are cold and cruel, they act more according to regulations, and their army was acting fiercely according to the beastly instinct and the temptation of the senior management.

If you find it, it will be easier. For a month, the food portion will be halved. If you find it again, the amount of food will be reduced by half. Once you faint from hunger, you can be treated.

As for escaping, it is the heaviest punishment. Someone in this prisoner of war camp once ran away, but he was caught before he even ran out of the barracks. Then, all of them were shot to death in a dormitory.

For the Japanese, "the Chinese prisoner-of-war labor career has fully experienced the cruelty of the Chinese, but life is still acceptable and has been used to the efficient and pragmatic style of the Chinese. I chose to bow my head completely and work hard.

However, the atmosphere of today's collection is a bit different.

When the Japanese prisoners of war came to the pothole-filled gathering camp, they found that the camp had twice as many guards, and the officials who were responsible for the daily life had extremely serious expressions. "It was definitely not ordinary jobs."

What made me even more worried was that there were a row of large trucks parked on the road outside the prisoner-of-war camp. This truck weighed ten tons. They had never seen such modern trucks in Japan and Japan. They were used to it. The Chinese even used these precious cars to ship building materials. This is not good news for most Japanese people. It means that the Chinese have at least the number in terms of cars far exceeds that of Japanese.

For the army, cars mean mobility and the large-scale formation of semi-motorized infantry units.

"stand at attention!!"

A major on duty prisoner-of-war camp stood on the stage and shouted loudly that the Chinese officers and soldiers never used translations or Japanese in their communication with the Japanese. The Japanese must remember these simple Chinese by themselves, otherwise, if they pay attention to it, they will be punished.

Tens of thousands of Japanese prisoners of war filled the open space of this huge prisoner-of-war camp transformed from a stone factory, surrounded by high-fire machine guns, power grids, and alarm devices. There was once a young Japanese prisoner of war who did not understand technology, but after cleverly cutting the high-voltage wire, he stumbled on the alarm line when he climbed over the wall, and was easily torn apart by a heavy machine gun by the guard army that had already discovered the abnormality.

Hearing the call from the official "Zhong" **, the Japanese army that dared to fight with the people of the Central People, could only sigh in my heart that this is a magical country, and they are undergoing huge changes almost every day. However, their soldiers are more professional and more bloody than the Emperor People. Once the superior order is executed, it will be more terrifying than the Emperor People.

However, 99% of Japanese soldiers do not think there is anything wrong with the Chinese people bowing their heads. What they have seen and heard in the southwest over the years, some things they have seen and heard, as well as the Chinese officers and soldiers who have been in contact with them in daily life have proved a fact.

The Japanese Emperor's team, which was a step ahead of the modernization, was surpassed by the Chinese team before the armistice. Not only did they not resist, they obeyed very much.

“From today, you will officially end your life in the prisoner-of-war camp. According to the orders of the superiors, you will be sent directly to the destination and released on the spot. Your "government" representatives will wait for you at the destination.

The major officer of the People's Army was more majestic than the commander, and shouted loudly, not even whether the Japanese could understand them, but he knew that a considerable number of Japanese people had learned a lot of Chinese in recent years. For him, it was not so much to tell Japanese people that they would be sent to the China-Myanmar border without the consent of the Japanese government, but rather to say that they were announcing a new order, and Japanese people must understand.

“Carry!!”[

The major waved his hand and lifted all the large baskets prepared at the entrance of the camp, which were filled with ordinary-looking but large-sized rice and Chinese kimchi, pickles and even lettuce. These were foods that Japanese people like very much. (Perhaps, they could call it a dish, or like the North Korean laborers who were about to take over their mission, they called him the great kimchi legend.)

After all, the Chinese team is not a beast, and it also needs Japanese people to help with their work. As thugs, they still have to eat enough. Drinking water is already placed on each truck, and the rear of the truck is wide open. Two People's Army soldiers with guns stand. Japanese prisoners of war rushed to the gate of the camp at a speed of jogging, picked up their own slow-headed and vegetables, and then rushed to the truck without looking back. Because they had to transfer to the construction team frequently, they got used to the truck regulations.

"Although these Japanese people were defeated by us, they are still wolves."

On the only small building in the camp, Lieutenant Colonel Zhan Wei, the head of the prisoner-of-war camp, looked at his orderly boarding the bus and couldn't help but sigh at the staff officer who came down from the Southwest Security Command next to him.

"Yes, in a few years of prisoner-of-war camp career, they have not worn down the military style of these people. Putting aside national feelings, they are still excellent soldiers." The major staff nodded, and they recognized the lieutenant colonel's statement.

"Major Wang, where are they going to the south?"

Major Wang said with a sarcastic look, "Lieutenant Colonel, this is a military secret." Then he picked up the file bag and went out quickly. He will follow the team to Ruili's foreti "Haguchi, where are we going?"

It was not until a long time after the car drove out that the bumpy car and the sound of the engine finally relaxed the Japanese in the car. A Japanese soldier, who was only in his early twenties, asked about an elder beside him. The other Japanese soldiers who were closely attached to him also looked at him, because Hase Masamu was the best in their small work team. No one thought it was wrong for him to learn Chinese. Instead, because Hase's fluent Chinese language reduced a lot of trouble for his teammates.

He was said to be an elder, but he was only in his twenties. When he was captured, he was not as old as the boy who joined the army in the Nagoya countryside.

"According to the Chinese," he sent us to a destination and waited for the imperial government to send people to take over." Hasea Masamu frowned. He didn't even believe this statement because the trucks were traveling south. From the place where they served hard labor, "it was Myanmar further south. However, the Chinese would never be to send prisoners of war to the mountains and shoot them all, so it's worth pondering.

Moreover, "the Chinese people were sent to their destination without waiting for the Japanese officials to hand over such a prisoner of war camp with tens of thousands of people" and were sent directly to their destination to be released on the spot, which was somewhat suspicious.

"It's the same wherever you go. In the past, I felt that being a soldier was hard, and there were casualties. Later, I felt that working for the Chinese was tiring. Now, I'm used to it. If I go back and continue to be a soldier or a coolie, it's okay." A Japanese man with a hunchbacked figure said, "Don't look at his small size, he can train all his strength in the prisoner-of-war camp.

"Yes, I used to think I was going to die on the battlefield, but I didn't die. Later, I thought I was going to be massacred by the Chinese, but I didn't.

As for the future, whether it is going to the battlefield or returning to Shiguo Xiangping, it is not a problem." Hase Masa nodded. They were used to the ups and downs, but instead they got used to it.

In this way, this huge convoy finally arrived at the destination of Ruili's border guard camp under the doubts and various discussions of his own.

"Get out!!! Get out of the car!"

When the truck stopped, the familiar Chinese people hit the car with their fists outside. After the door opened, Japanese prisoners of war jumped down quickly, and the whole team called on their own and reported to the Chinese soldiers on duty. Only by confirming that there were no fewer people would they be safe. Otherwise, even if they were released, they firmly believed that once the existing people escaped or there were fewer people, the Chinese would definitely shoot the Japanese people who were the entire truck.

It’s not that the Chinese are too cruel, but that they have such regulations in advance!

"Well? Why is it a military camp again?"

When I got off the bus, I found that I was in a huge border guard camp with more vigilance. On the empty campground, tens of thousands of people stood there and only half of them were stuffed, and there were more teams guarding the military camp.

"There are actually tanks!!!"

When Hasea Masaki followed the team to the meeting point, he saw that there were nearly twenty large Chinese tanks in front of the barracks, and they couldn't help but feel a little chill. Over the years, they have only seen Chinese tanks once. It was a sensation in the early years of prisoners of war. As a result, more than a dozen Chinese tanks rushed in and led the Japanese war criminals who were "unfairly afraid of death and tried to attack the cordon. After the Japanese war criminals crushed them like watermelons, all the more than 60,000 people in the entire prisoner camp became honest.

Just looking at the thick black hole muzzle on the tank, the large caliber heavy machine gun, and the huge body larger than the three Imperial tanks, Hasea Masa couldn't help swallowing his saliva. He prayed in his heart, don't make any labor team wrong and angered the Chinese.

Other Japanese people have the same idea, but they are trembling when they see that they are about to release themselves.

The same POW camp major led the team south to the stage and shouted loudly, "Since your "government" officials have not arrived yet, this will be your final destination." All regulations are implemented in accordance with the POW camp policy. If violated, you will completely lose the opportunity to be released."

Another week passed, and I ate and slept all day long. Every time I am uneasy because of this sudden and inexplicable state of leisure, good news came, and 〖Ji〗 was already a person.

However, they did not wait for the "government" officials of the prisoner-of-war committee. They were waiting for a combat minister wearing the logo of the major general of the Japanese military headquarters, and a military general Muto Akira who was captured in the Northeast war.

Next, more than 60,000 prisoners of war in Japan heard a supreme order from the country that shocked them.

What we arrived with the highest order was a division of the Burmese People's Army troops in the distance, which was separated from the military camp, and were within reach of sight.

“…………… From today on, you will not have numbers, but you will as volunteers, step on the land of Myanmar to fight the British. You will pay important tribute to the rise of the empire through your own sacrifice………

...It should be noted that this time you only have one identity, that is, the Japanese volunteer soldiers hired by the Burmese, not the Japanese soldiers, nor the imperial expeditionary force... All you need to do is to obey the orders. General Takutaka of the Myanmar People's Army has expressed his willingness to cooperate in depth to the German leader Hitler and His Majesty the Emperor. Once you violate the order, it is against the orders of the Emperor's Ministry and the will of the Emperor. The Emperor's Ministry has secretly granted General Takutaka full authority to command..."

Just like that," just a week after leaving the prisoner-of-war camp, Japanese and Japanese officers and soldiers finally picked up weapons that had been unfamiliar with for several years and began to resume sexual training after entering Myanmar.

When a Japanese soldier held a brand new 38-shaped cover in his hand, he saw the familiar fine workmanship that was different from traditional Japanese equipment. "We couldn't help but sigh to Hasea Masa next to him, "We need to fight with the British in Myanmar, but we use Japanese equipment produced by the Chinese. It's really strange."

"No wonder" obey orders, destroy the British, and then we can go home."

General Hase Shinzo threw away the cigarette that had already burned to his fingers. He hadn't tasted the cigarette for several years. He was given these things as soon as he arrived in Myanmar. It seemed that General Takutachi at least valued his Japanese soldiers.

Anyway, it’s all about war. If the empire commands, it will do whatever it wants. If you die, I hope the heroes can return to Japan.

"General, this is a report on the restoration of sexual training for the Japanese volunteer army."

A Chinese-Chinese-Chinese-Chinese-Chinese-Advisor, walked into Tuozhong's office and reported in fluent Chinese. Everyone in the Myanmar People's Army Department knew that General Tuozhong admired China very much and liked to communicate in authentic Chinese with retired military talents hired from China. Of course, in fact, many of the soldiers under Tuozhong were Burmese on the China-Myanmar border, and many of them even spoke Chinese rather than Burmese since they were born.

"Well, I'll see how they recover."

Tuozhong took the report and looked through it carefully. Only the "retired veterans from China can take it out and let the indigenous Burmese officers and soldiers do it. Most of them can not even write.

"Very good, these Japanese people have recovered well." Takutaku looked at the data analysis in his hand and the final summary report, and couldn't help but think that Japanese people are as tenacious as Xiaoqiang. They have been unfamiliar with military things for several years, but they have only been a week of training. The shooting, heavy-bearing off-road, and artillery subjects have quickly reached a high level. "The order is that these Japanese people are going to fight for us and deal with the British, so let them eat and drink well. The cigarettes we produce are not worth much anyway, so I will give them more."

"The general seems to hate the Japanese himself, too?" The staff officer smiled with interest.

"Yes, although I am not a Chinese, I hate them as much as you, and there is no reason." Takutaki waved his hand and waved his hand like a far-sighted general, "The gun is in the hands of the enemy, which is used to kill us. But now, the gun is in our hands. Let us use it to take the life of the British."

"Yes, General."

Half a month later, Mengmi, more than 100 kilometers from the headquarters of the Myanmar People's Army, a British regiment was preparing to set off on a defense line arranged along the mountains. This was their position of advance. Two years ago, they set out from here and continued to fight with the Burmese People's Army, which also relies on the mountains to build a field defense line on the opposite side.

"Lt. Col. Mien, how many damn Burmese monkeys do you think we will capture this time?"

The speaker was Major Bacon, the staff of this infantry regiment composed mainly of the British.

Lieutenant Colonel Mien put down his glasses, pointing to the opposite mountain range, and said, "I bet we will capture them a battalion, or even more."

"Yes, as long as we don't meet their main force, we will win one by one."

As soon as Major Bacon finished speaking, Lieutenant Colonel Meen smiled meaningfully, yes, the battles over the past two years have been fought like this.

The Burmese people shrank their defense line and tightened in the Golden Triangle area east of Mandalay-Lashio. The British and British people believed that they had handed over their superiors. In order to have a decent battlefield report, they suffered several defeats on the battlefield and suffered heavy losses. They actually gained a tacit understanding with the Burmese people.

The British tried to put the People's Army back instead of catching them and shooting them on the spot or imprisoning them. Gradually, the Myanmar People's Army began to put some troops in front of them and serve as military achievements for the British. After the captured Burmese people were released by the British, they could return to the position in less than two days.

So "The Burmese War dragged on for two years, which led to this extremely strange situation. What's even more shocking is that the British Far East Command, which had extremely serious bureaucracy, was unaware of this matter. In order to reduce sacrifices, the battalion commanders of the British grassroots battalion released prisoners of war, used the reason for carrying prisoners of war and were not smooth, or the prisoners were all farmers who picked up weapons. They confiscated weapons and gave punishments, etc.

However, when Takutaka's negotiations with the British "government" finally broke down, this situation gradually disappeared. Of course, the cunning British middle and lower-level officers still believed that "fighting the indigenous people in the large jungle of the Far East was simply a shame and a waste of life, and they naturally could find some very good solutions.

For example, before launching this attack, Lieutenant Colonel Mien and Staff Bacon "have investigated the deployment of the Burmese troops on the opposite side, and deliberately avoided several difficult sections. They specifically selected the weakest defensive belts, attacked for one attack, and prepared to capture some indigenous peasant troops.

"For the honor of the Empire that the Sun never sets, I order you to attack!!!"

When Lieutenant Colonel Mien stood majestic with his sword in his arms and ordered the army to attack the hills ahead, he returned to the command post before the troops even started climbing.

In his opinion, the British soldiers under him knew better than him to save their lives. They would handle everything well. Of course, it would be best if they could attack. Once it was not going well, they would retreat without ordering them. And what they needed to do was to scold them at the time. Of course, if they brought back the prisoners, they would be rewarded without hesitation.

When the British finally rushed to the position of the Burmese position with sparse gunfire in the familiar peasant military style, they risked their lives and rushed to the Burmese position just dozens of meters away from the top of the mountain, they thought victory was in sight.

"Let down your weapon!"

Many British soldiers were silently reciting the often-used Burmese language, which might be possible in one minute to allow the army of damn peasants to lay down their weapons and surrender.

However, when the British soldiers thought they had taken control of the situation, something bad happened.

"Ye %%%………………”
To be continued...