My own war game

Chapter 210 Osaka Division
Seeing that the killer on the opposite side had no intention of killing him for the time being, the Japanese soldier kneeling on the ground became a little braver.

He put his head to the ground again. "Hey, sir, you have a sharp gaze. My hometown is Osaka."

"Are you from the Fourth Division?"

"Hi~ Sir, your eyes are sharp. I am a private from the 4th Division's Ancient Martial Arts Regiment, I'm Kojiro Iikuni. I'm sorry to bother you."

The other party was surprisingly obedient, lying on the ground holding the gold without moving.

However, He Chi understood the reason for the other party's behavior, because he came from a very special unit in Japan, the "Fourth Division" or the "Osaka Division"

As we all know, when Japan formed division-level units, they were very regional. For example, the Kumamoto Division, also known as the Kyushu Division, had most of its soldiers who were miners and steel workers from the Kyushu region, and many of the middle and lower-level officers came from old samurai families in the Satsuma region, and they were ruthless and brutal in battle.

The soldiers of the 1st Division, which served as the Emperor's Guard, were mainly recruited from the Tokyo area. Although their equipment was the best in the Japanese Army at the time, most of the soldiers came from relatively wealthy families, and their fighting spirit was not as strong as that of other troops.

The Fourth Division, which is mainly composed of residents of Osaka, the most commercially developed city, has very independent characteristics.

It can be said that most of the soldiers of the 4th Division, who were small businessmen before joining the army, were the most "timely-aware" in the entire Japanese army. They were good at fighting favorable battles and rigid defensive battles on the battlefield, but once they encountered an offensive battle with heavy casualties, they would instinctively become cowardly and afraid of fighting. It was impossible to let these soldiers use tactics such as "dying with honor" or "pig charge".

For example, during the Battle of Nomonhan in the Japan-Soviet conflict a few years ago, the 4th Division and the 23rd Division received orders at the same time to support the front line. The two divisions were about the same distance from the battlefield at the time. The 23rd Division, which was highly obedient, marched to the Nomonhan battlefield at a forced march, but was beaten badly by Zhukov's iron torrent.

The 4th Division made various excuses and procrastinated until they were halfway there. As a result, the fighting was over before they even reached the battlefield.

It is said that the 4th Division has a "three don'ts principle" which is "don't make meaningless sacrifices", "don't participate in unreasonable battles", and "don't pursue the enemy who is at a dead end".

In a word, this is the unit with the lowest casualty rate and the least fighting spirit in the Japanese Army.

Recalling the history, it seems that the 4th Division was pulled to the battlefield in the Philippines but was not sent to fight the US military to the death. It was only carrying out some mopping-up work in the rear.

It seems that the rumors do make sense.

Seeing the guy on the ground, He Chi, who had originally planned to kill him, changed his mind.

He Chi took the gold from the other party, and Xiao Jiro on the opposite side instantly became happy.
"Your name is Kojiro?"

"Ha!" Bow.

"I would like to save your life."

"Thank you so much, I will definitely..."

"Wait!" He Chi stopped the other party from chattering. "I haven't finished yet, but I don't trust you very much now. What should I do?"

"I can hand over all my property and swear not to run away!"

"I'm sorry, the Japanese's credit with me has been negative for a long time. You should carry all the things on the ground first, and I will think of a solution later." He Chi pointed to the spoils collected on the ground.

"Hi, I'm willing to serve you." Kojiro obediently carried the spoils on the ground on his back, and was so considerate that he didn't even touch the weapons. He then took the initiative to walk at the front of the team, exposing his back to He Chi and the others.

As he walked along, He Chi looked at the guy in front of him in a daze. Through Kojiro, he seemed to see the shadow of this country decades later.

Once defeated by violence, he will instantly become submissive and gentle, but if you become cowardly in front of him, he will pounce on you again without hesitation.

So maybe we can learn from the Americans' later experience? "Charles, is your camera still usable?" He Chi turned around and asked.

"Sure, I have two rolls of film here." The American reporter gave an affirmative answer.

"Where do you usually develop photos?" He Chi asked again.

"There is a small village about 5 kilometers ahead. That's where I temporarily rested before, but I don't know if there are still Japanese there."

Hearing Charles' words, He Chi's expression froze, as if he was judging something, and then he said, "Just go to your village, the Japanese should have left."

Although Charles didn't know why the Chinese man in front of him was so sure, he was already at a loss at the moment, so he simply followed He Chi.

Half an hour later, the two men crossed the jungle and brought Kojiro to the village where the American reporter had worked before.

As we walked into the village entrance, a strong smell of blood wafted out. Dead villagers were lying everywhere on the road in the village, and many of them had more than one bullet hole on their bodies.

"My God! How could it be like this? They are not soldiers and they don't have any weapons at all!" When Charles saw the bodies of his former landlord and his family of three lying together, he knelt on the ground.

"So, Mr. Charles, do you still think that my behavior just now was excessive?" He Chi also looked at Kojiro with an unfriendly expression.

"It's not me! I didn't do it!" Feeling the other party's murderous intent, Kojiro waved his hands frantically.

He Chi ignored him, but reached out and pulled Charleson up and asked him, "Is the darkroom for developing photos in there?"

Charles went into the house and came out again after a while. "It's just that things are messed up. It seems that the Japanese are not interested in those potions."

"Very good!" He Chi nodded, took out a piece of paper from the house, and then took out the sketch pen from his arms.

Soon a half-length portrait of an East Asian woman appeared on the paper.

"Do you know who this is?" He Chi showed it to Kojiro.

"Yes... His Majesty's family..." Kojiro looked at the painting in horror and answered with his head down. He didn't know why the other party could draw the emperor's family so similarly.

"That's right, now take off your clothes according to my command." He Chi ordered.

Kojiro glanced at the other man, and finally couldn't stand the pressure anymore, leaving himself with only a pair of crotch pants.

"Okay, jump towards the painting, be a little exaggerated and vulgar, and only stop when I say stop!" He Chi ordered in a threatening tone.

Kojiro had no choice but to do as he was told, babbling an unknown dance in front of the picture.

"It's your turn, Mr. Reporter. Please use your camera to record his current movements." He Chi said to Charles.

"Mr. He, I don't understand what the use of this is." The American reporter was confused.

He Chi chuckled and said, "You don't understand the national conditions of Japan, and you don't know the significance of this painting to the Japanese. He left a photo in this state. As long as we don't die, we can basically let him do something."

(End of this chapter)