1932: Playing with the Japanese Communist Party with a doll

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Why did you mess up again??!!

149th Osaka Division! March to Kyoto!

"...Masakazu, when you return this time, you must work hard with your brother for His Highness and the Emperor..." "Our family was able to pay off its debts and live a good life thanks to the kindness of His Highness. You must not let him down..."

"Although this little thing is insignificant, please take it to His Majesty Fujiwara on our behalf. It's a small token of our appreciation..."

Thinking of his mother's words, Private First Class Masakazu Nakamura of the 8th Infantry Regiment of the 4th Division rode his bicycle drunkenly. He looked back at the bag of "mountain delicacies" on the back seat and smiled bitterly.

Oka-san, how could His Majesty Fujiwara-sama be interested in the wild vegetables you and Odou-san picked and the rabbit you hunted?

What's more, that mountain seems to belong to the Fujiwara family. Isn't this just like taking someone else's things and giving them as a gift?

Fortunately, His Majesty Fujiwara no Nakadashi has always been kind and doesn't bother with us common people.

Nakamura Masakazu originally did not want to give it, but he could not resist his parents' pleading, and there was really no other way to repay His Majesty, so he had to bring the "gift" with him.

"I hope Your Highness won't despise or blame me..."

Although he grumbled a few words, Nakamura Masakazu was not actually worried.

Because, during the time they spent together, everyone could see that His Majesty Fujiwara was the most people-friendly member of the royal family in all of Japan, bar none.

His Royal Highness Prince Yoshihito, the Prince of Sports, is known for being "people-friendly," but would he eat, drink, and play with everyone else? Would he nonchalantly accept fish from the lowest-ranking soldiers and express gratitude? Remember, the Emperor only drank with low-ranking officers back then!

(Well, this guy couldn't hold his liquor very well. After getting drunk, he actually insisted that Empress Nagako, who was then the Crown Princess, serve as a drinking companion. It was Saionji Kimmochi who forcibly stopped her.)

People are all made of flesh and blood. Anyone who has had the opportunity to come into contact with Fujiwara Kanezane can feel the unique temperament of him, not to mention those who are often beaten by their superiors.

What about the lower-level soldiers who were scolding and berating?

Come to think of it, it was only after the arrival of Fujiwara-dono that the officers and senior military officers were severely stopped from beating up the soldiers and juniors...

The use of "spirit injection rods" and the like was stopped after "Fujiwara Agent" broke five of them in front of the officers and warned them, "If you dare to assault a soldier again, your thigh bones will be treated the same way." Thinking about all this, Nakamura Masakazu rode his bicycle to the Tenroku Intersection at Tenjinbashisuji 6-chome in Kita-ku, Osaka City. Just as he was about to cross the street, he heard a loud shout:

"Korararara! (Tongue clicking) That bastard! Stop right there! !"

At first, Nakamura Masakazu didn't realize he was being called until someone came running over and grabbed his clothes. He turned around in shock and saw a policeman with an angry face: "Asshole! Can't you see it's a red light?!"

"...ah?"

Nakamura Masakazu then realized that he hadn't noticed the traffic light because he was distracted and his view was blocked by a bus, but he was also very unhappy:

"I'm stopping now! Let me go!"

"Baga! How dare you talk back! Follow me to the police station to receive your punishment!"

"Baga! I'm a soldier of the Imperial Japanese Army! What do you want to do?" "Baga! I don't care if you're from the Army or the Navy!"

".."

Nakamura Masakazu was really angry this time.

I'm wearing an Imperial Army uniform, and you, a mere policeman, dare treat me like this?! The only people who could punish me for such a trivial matter are His Majesty Fujiwara and the military police!

Oh! And His Majesty the Emperor!

"Baga! Let me go! You police officers have no right to control me!" "Come with me and accept your punishment!"

“No!”

In between the pushing and shoving, Nakamura Masakazu's bicycle was pushed to the ground;

This is not a big deal. The key point is that the "gift" package that his parents entrusted him to give to Fujiwara Kanezane also fell to the ground and was stepped on several times.

Nakamura Masakazu's eyes immediately turned red. "Damn it!!!"

A huge fist appeared in the eyes of Osaka patrol policeman Tadao Toda.

Even though they were drunk, soldiers were better fighters than policemen, so after two or three punches, Tadao Toda was knocked down; however, this was on the street, not in the barracks of the 4th Division.

Therefore, Toda Tadao immediately called for backup. A group of nearby police officers rushed over and beat Nakamura Masakazu until he was bleeding and bruised. He was then dragged to the police station like a dog. Someone quickly reported the incident to the nearby Otemae Military Police. The military police captain was furious. He sent people to retrieve the man but failed. He then announced:

"You've insulted Imperial soldiers in uniform in public like this. We're not done with this!"

The police were not soft at all:

"How dare you send troops to besiege the police station! You are rebelling!"

The two sides, who had a long-standing grudge against each other in numerous incidents, including the "rice riots," began accusing each other of wrongdoing, escalating the situation. Regardless of how the police reported the incident, the 4th Division quickly began reporting it to higher authorities.

Because it was all word of mouth, and no one wanted to put the blame on the heroic Fourth Division, so every time it was spread, a new version of the story would be passed to the military police: "Private First Class Nakamura ran a red light and was arrested by the police!"

The news reached the squad that "Private First Class Nakamura was arrested by the police for some reason!!"

The news reached the squadron: "Private First Class Nakamura was arrested and beaten by the police. The military police went to rescue him but failed!!"

When the news reached the brigade, it was reported that "Private First Class Nakamura was beaten up for no reason by a group of police officers. The military police went to rescue him but were severely scolded by the police!" When the news reached the 8th Regiment, it was reported that "Private First Class Nakamura was beaten up for no reason by a group of police officers. The military police went to rescue him but also clashed with the police!"

By the time the news reached Major Fujiwara Kanezane, the story had become, "Private First Class Nakamura was beaten up for no reason by a group of police officers, and the military police who went to rescue him were also arrested and beaten!!"

Fujiwara Kanezane's mind was filled with questions. What the hell?

Are the police in Osaka so arrogant? They openly beat up Japanese army soldiers and military police?

The agent intercepted the police's telegram and phone call, and knowing what was going on, he quickly whispered in their ear to explain. Oh, it turned out that they had a conflict with the police because they ran a red light...

Hey, why do I seem to have heard of this somewhere?

"Commander, this incident is very similar to the Osaka Go-Stop incident that occurred in 1933. Both are..."

“That’s not important!”

After Fujiwara Kanezane knew what was going on, he smiled cunningly and waved his hand, changing the information sent below to:

"Private First Class Nakamura was beaten for no reason by a group of police officers. The military police who went to rescue him were also arrested and beaten. Now they are all being taken to the execution ground and shot!!"

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Now the agent was filled with questions: "Commander, what are you doing..."

"You don't understand. This is the headquarters battle report!"

Leaving behind a puzzling remark, Fujiwara no Kanezane hurriedly took the "appropriately modified" intelligence to go to his nominal superior, the 4th Division Chief of Staff Iseki Takamasa... Anyway, by the time the news finally reached the ears of the division commander Terauchi Juichi, it had become:

"Private First Class Nakamura was beaten for no reason by a group of police officers. Military police officers who went to rescue him were also arrested and beaten. Now they are all being taken to the execution ground and shot. The police are threatening to kill anyone who dares to interfere! "

“Bageya Road!!!”

Terauchi Hisaichi was furious and drew his sword and chopped it on the table.

As an experienced Japanese army general, he certainly knew that such outrageous intelligence was definitely slightly different from the facts, but there were three points that were definitely correct: first, a private was indeed beaten by the police;

Second, the military police certainly failed to rescue the man; third, the police certainly made some very unpleasant remarks. That's enough.

Does anything else matter? Not at all. My guy got hit! That's my guy! Mine!!

Even if they make mistakes, it's Fujiwara-dono and I who will punish them. You policemen are worthless! So, Lieutenant General Terauchi Hisaichi personally led his guards into the police station and forcibly rescued Nakamura Masakazu. At the same time, in order to seize the initiative, the 4th Division's Chief of Staff, Iseki Takamasa, issued a public statement:

"This is not just an ordinary conflict between a soldier and a policeman. It's a serious incident concerning the prestige of the Imperial Army. The police should solemnly apologize!" The police, who had just been humiliated by the kidnapping, refused to give in. Osaka Prefectural Police Chief Awaya Senkichi responded sharply:

"The army is your Majesty's army, and the police are also your Majesty's police. The army made the mistake first, so there is no need for us to apologize!"

"Police idiot!"

"Army idiot!" "Navy..."

Oh, no navy today.

Anyway, the matter escalated further.

Even more terrible is that after waking up from the beating and being unconscious, Nakamura Masakazu, facing Fujiwara Kanezane who came to visit him, the first thing he did was not to cry and complain about his grievances, but to apologize to him with a swollen face: "I'm sorry, Your Highness! I failed to protect the gift I gave you!"

Um?

After asking what happened, Fujiwara no Kanezane became furious:

"Bageya Road!"

Is this a slap on Masakazu Nakamura's butt? This is a slap on my face!

My father's!

Damn Osaka Police Department!

Who dares to hit me...!

In the current Osaka Division, Fujiwara no Kanezane's prestige is not so unrivaled, but at least he is widely respected.

Therefore, let alone his order, after hearing that Nakamura Masakazu was beaten by the police for protecting the gift for His Majesty Fujiwara, the other officers and soldiers of the Osaka Division were all furious! Damn it!

How dare you disrespect His Majesty Fujiwara!

Kill you bastard policemen!

So, after being forcibly intruded once by Terauchi Hisaichi and his men, the police station was once again violently attacked and smashed to pieces by the officers and soldiers led by Fujiwara Kanezane. Upon hearing the news, Terauchi Hisaichi not only did not stop them, but also quickly led a large group of fully armed soldiers to support them, surrounded the police station, and even set up machine guns. The posture was like they were going to start a world war.

So, after a series of similar bizarre transmissions and distortions, by the time the news reached the Imperial Palace in Tokyo, it had become: "Oh my God! The Osaka Division has rebelled! Prepare to march to Kyoto!"

150 Manchurian Troublemakers! Shanghai Assassination!

"No, at least give me two more Type 92 infantry guns, otherwise how can I suppress the bandits!" In Harbin, a man with a short beard and a strong bandit-like aura stood with his hands on his hips and cursed:

"You Japanese are so fucking interesting. You asked me to fight, but you didn't give me any soldiers or horses, and you didn't even give me food or ammunition. You want me to fight with my dick?"

After hearing these criticisms, Kenji Doihara, the head of the Harbin secret service, was extremely annoyed.

Why is this guy still alive?

Because he discovered traces of resistance forces, especially communist elements, in Harbin at the time, he was delayed for too long and was unable to attend the founding ceremony in time. Fortunately, he escaped assassination by the "Northeast National Salvation and Anti-Japanese United Army." There was another person as lucky as Kenji Doihara, and that was this bastard who ran back midway through the ceremony, claiming illness:

Ma Zhanshan.

The former acting chairman and military commander of Heilongjiang Province, and the first senior general of the Northeast Army who dared to lead his troops to fight against the Japanese.

"After the Jiangqiao Anti-Japanese War", under the dual pressure of the Kuomintang and the Japanese army, he finally chose to surrender to Japan. He is now the governor of Heilongjiang Province and the commander of the Military and Political Department of Manchukuo.

To be honest, after the bombing, Kenji Doihara's suspicions about Ma Zhanshan reached a peak, and he secretly organized a team to conduct a more rigorous surveillance and investigation on him. However, somehow, Ma Zhanshan found out and led his men to the Japanese secret service headquarters in Harbin, pointing at Kenji Doihara's nose and scolding him for trying to instigate civil unrest in Northeast China!

Because high-ranking officials of Manchukuo were killed or injured, and senior Japanese military officers in the Northeast were almost wiped out, it was now necessary to stabilize this powerful general who held military power. Kenji Doihara had no choice but to apologize and withdraw his troops. Then, this guy seemed to have heard some rumors and became more and more domineering, asking for 300 Type 38 rifles today and 10 heavy machine guns tomorrow.

But Kenji Doihara still couldn't do anything to him.

Because the army under Ma Zhanshan's direct command was confirmed to have nearly 1.2 men, more than the Japanese garrison in Harbin;

Because of the "Jiangqiao Battle", he was able to influence more Chinese people. If he pushed the enemy into a corner and caused rebellion, the entire Northeast would be in chaos. "The Type 92 infantry gun is definitely not going to work!"

Doihara Kenji argued in fluent Northeastern dialect: "You are going to suppress bandits, not to attack the city! What do you need artillery for?" "Hey, you are really an interesting person..."

Ma Zhanshan pulled out a pack of cigarettes, took out one, and lit it. Doihara Kenji looked at the words "General Ma Zhanshan Cigarettes" and "Patriotic People, Smoke Together" on the cigarette box, and his face twitched. Damn bandit.

It's a pity that Itagaki is dead, otherwise how could I have ended up dealing with this guy! "I say, General..."

"My name is Kenji Doihara!" "Oh, Bandit General!"

"My name is Doi... Never mind, just call me Bandit General!"

"He's clearly called the Bandit General, and he's a bandit just like me, yet you're still arguing with me? I wonder if there's something seriously wrong with your brain..." Ma Zhanshan muttered a few words that infuriated Kenji Doihara, then blew out a smoke ring and asked:

"Bandit General, have you ever been a bandit?"

"Of course not!"

"What the hell are you talking about!" Ma Zhanshan cursed.

"Do you know how to fight bandits or do I know how to fight bandits? The damn bandits are hiding in the ravines. If you don't bombard them with artillery, will you pay with your life?" What followed were some difficult-to-understand curse words.

Things like "mountain cannon", "silly spore", "ditch frozen in ice hole" and so on.

In the air...

You Chinese people should be paid with your lives!

Kenji Doihara cursed inwardly, but was powerless to refute. After a long negotiation, he reluctantly offered "ten mortars + 30 rounds of ammunition" in exchange for Ma Zhanshan handing over a unit to participate in the bandit suppression. As for letting this guy command his own troops to suppress the bandits?

Kenji Doihara doesn't have the courage.

Now the entire Kwantung Army's upper echelons are in chaos. The garrisons in various places are fighting on their own, hindering each other, pulling each other down, and tripping each other up. Everyone has their own little thoughts. How dare we let Ma Zhanshan get involved again! It's good enough to stabilize him and prevent him from making trouble!

Thinking of this, Kenji Doihara couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

If only Lord Fujiwara was still in office, the entire Kwantung Army would be so united and the entire Northeast would be so peaceful... Now it's turned into this... Oh...

Thinking of the chaos that had occurred in Tohoku since the September 918th Incident, Kenji Doihara sighed deeply. Forget it, perhaps after a while, Lord Fujiwara would return to Tohoku.

Then, good days will come, right?