1932: Playing with the Japanese Communist Party with a doll

"So, is it really possible to achieve 8000 kilograms?!"

“Of course, it just takes time and someone to dedicate their whole life to agriculture.

As he spoke, Fujiwara no Kanezane waved his hand towards the vast grassland:

"It's not just agriculture, but also animal husbandry. As long as we invest in research, one day, every household in Japan, China, and even the world will be able to eat rice, beef, mutton, and a variety of fresh fruits and vegetables every day.

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Kuribayashi Tadamichi took another deep breath, his eyes suddenly changed, and he asked seriously and firmly in a low voice:

"Your Highness, I have a question and I hope you can answer it honestly.

"Oh? Go ahead."

"Are you...are you a Communist Party member like Takeichi-kun?"

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Nishitake raised his eyebrows, and Fujiwara Kanezane asked with a smile:

"Why do you think so? Because I want everyone to have enough food and clothing?"

"No, it's just that I think if you want to achieve your goal, there is really no other way except to overthrow the landlord class.

As an officer from the landlord class, Kuribayashi Tadamichi was very clear about one thing:

Japan actually does not lack food;

In other words, if we just maintain the goal of "not starving to death" and "having enough to eat", there is actually no shortage.

Why, then, do many areas in Japan still implement policies to eat mixed rice (mixed grains) or "five-cent rice" (brown rice), or even go so far as to prohibit civilians from eating rice?

Why, after the "American relief food" arrived in Japan, there was always a force preventing it from being distributed throughout Japan, resulting in the Chinese civilians in the "occupied areas" being fed earlier than the Japanese civilians?

Haha, guess?

Obviously, even if the so-called "8000-jin per mu yield" rice is really developed, with the interference of certain people, how many ordinary people will benefit from it, or at what high a price will it fall to ordinary people?

In order to realize His Highness Kanezane's ideal, there is a class among them that must be eliminated.

Landlords in Northeast China are landlords, but landlords in Japan are not landlords?

Although many people in the country think so - His Majesty Kanezane destroyed the Northeast to make room for the Japanese; Lord,

But Kuribayashi Tadamichi didn't think so at all.

If the other party is a member of the Communist Party, it is even more impossible.

I am not ashamed to be the one who made the mold cry for its parents on Iwo Jima..

So damn smart.

Fujiwara no Kanemi felt emotional in his heart.

"Hehe, if I answer yes, what are you going to do?"

“Then I will follow you without hesitation.

Kuribayashi Tadamichi pounded his chest with his right fist and said solemnly:

"I want to follow you and accomplish great things. I want to choose my own life."

"You Kuribayashi are both samurai and landowners. Why don't you bring honor to your family? What do your family members think?"

"If I can realize what you said, it will truly bring honor to the Kuribayashi family. Not only will the Japanese remember me, but the whole world will remember me!

Kuribayashi Tadamichi paused:

"As for what my family thinks, at that point, it's no longer important."

For the sake of ideals, everything can be abandoned?

"Well...I'm not a Communist."

I'm not lying. If you can find my membership in any communist party in the world, I lose.

what?

World Revolutionary Party?

What it is?

Really unfamiliar.

"However, I strongly agree with many of the concepts of communism, so if you insist on understanding me as a communist, you are not far off the mark.

"That's enough."

Kuribayashi Tadamichi glanced at Nishitake and saluted again:

"Your Highness, after the Mongol War ends, I would like to retire from active service and go to the Northeast to study what you mentioned. Is that okay?

"Don't fucking set flags. It makes me very uneasy."

Fujiwara no Kanezane laughed and teased, then patted Kuribayashi Tadamichi's shoulder hard:

"Okay! After this battle, I allow you to go back to farming!

564 Proletarian counter-revolutionaries of the world, unite!

Kuribayashi Tadamichi, who was so excited about choosing his own destiny for the first time in his life, did not notice that Fujiwara Kanezane only answered the question "Are you a Communist Party member?" but did not answer the question "Do you want to overthrow the Japanese landlord class?"

One day in the future, when Japan's landlord class needs to be completely eliminated, will Kuribayashi Tadamichi, who comes from a landlord samurai family, still maintain his current attitude and passion?

To put it more clearly, does he have the courage to operate on himself?

It’s hard to tell.

No matter what the future holds, as he spoke, Kuribayashi Tadamichi's fate of retiring to farming after this battle was already sealed. However, he appeared to be in even greater spirits, cheerfully changing into the 1920-style uniform of the Soviet Red Army, looking like a senior Mongolian officer.

Yes, these days, senior military officers in Outer Mongolia almost all wore khaki or gray Soviet-style military uniforms, breeches and long boots, and Budyongny hats, and even their rank insignia were Soviet.

However, since the Soviet Union had not yet fully controlled Mongolia and the Mongolian-Soviet Mutual Assistance Agreement had not yet been signed, only senior officers and a small number of elite troops were equipped with Soviet equipment;

Other ordinary officers and soldiers were still dressed in the same way as before - they were all dressed in a mess, with traditional Mongolian robes, colorful casual clothes, and Chinese Northeast Army uniforms. Not to mention the styles, even the colors were not uniform.

It just so happened that the clothes worn by Fujiwara no Kanezane's cavalry were all purchased from herdsmen in Inner Mongolia. They were of various kinds, and after they put them on, outsiders would not doubt their identities unless they looked closely from a close distance.

Seeing that the entire army had almost finished changing into uniform, Fujiwara Kanezane tightened the collar of the 129th Division's standard officer uniform and waved his hand:

"Set off!

In a lamasery about 300 kilometers southeast of Ulaanbaatar (called "Kulun" at the time), a group of landowners and lamas were having a heated discussion about their future.

"We can't sit still any longer! We must fight back!"

"If we don't resist, not only will the cattle and sheep pasture be gone, but everyone will die!

"This is no longer an ordinary government! We must take strong action!"

What on earth are the lamas doing in creating such a vibrant and vibrant scene?

Answer: To discuss whether and how to fuck the Outer Mongolian government.

There's no way. Even though they are a bunch of bastards, when bastards are forced into a corner, they will still hit people with their balls.

Since the promulgation of the "Decree on Separation of Church and State" in 1929, the Mongolian People's Revolutionary Party and the Mongolian government have carried out an extremely radical "anti-religious movement" under the direct command and control of the Soviet Union.

In short, all religious property was confiscated, all temples were closed, the lama class was suppressed on a large scale, and monks and staunch believers were arrested, exiled or executed.

In 1924, there were about 800 temples and nearly 10 monks in the whole of Outer Mongolia. By 1933, there were less than 150 temples left, and the number of monks had dropped sharply to about 3, which can be described as a "heavy loss."

From the perspective of historical progress, the Soviet Union forcing the Mongolians to take these actions was undoubtedly positive and proactive. Killing these parasites was beneficial to the country as a whole. However, like some left-wing netizens, they have forgotten two things:

1. Can ordinary Mongolian herders accept such radical reforms?

2. If you eradicate lamas and Buddhism, what will you use to fill the spiritual void of the people?

Obviously, the Soviets, who only regarded Outer Mongolia as a "barrier", did not or were too lazy to consider these things.

In the past two years, they have been forcefully implementing policies according to their own ideas, which resulted in fierce resistance from the people and forced them to suspend the policy this year.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the lamas fled from the northern and central-western regions of Outer Mongolia, where the Soviet Union had strong control, to remote areas close to Inner Mongolia, such as the South Gobi and the East Gobi, to discuss how to deal with the current situation.

Some people were determined to rise up in rebellion and repay the Soviets and the "criminals who betrayed Eternal Heaven" with blood and fire, while others were hesitant:

"But starting this year, they don't seem to be killing people, demolishing temples, or forcing us to return to secular life anymore, right?"

"Yes, yes, we have demonstrated our strength. I believe even the Soviet Union would not dare to go too far, right?

"I met with Prime Minister Gendum, and he said he would find time to go to Moscow to protest to Stalin and formally demand a slowdown in reforms.

This group of people still harbor illusions, believing that although the Political Bureau of the Central Committee of the Mongolian People's Revolutionary Party, which holds most of the real power, is indeed a bastard, the Chairman of the State Presidium, Ragwasuren Amar, and Prime Minister, Peridi Gendon, still have some humanity;

At least, it is these "moderates" who are trying to stop the collectivization of animal husbandry and oppose the continued purge of their lamas!

However, the fantasies of these "dreamy" lamas were forcefully shattered by the "hardline" lamas:

"Don't dream! That bastard Choibalsan controls the Ministry of Animal Husbandry and the Ministry of Military Affairs!

"That damn bearded man in Moscow and those damned Communist bandits will never let us go!

"If we don't take advantage of the believers' dissatisfaction to strike back at them, when will we?"

In addition to the opposing "dreamers" and "hardliners," there is another group whose ideas are slightly different:

"Why don't we go to the Japanese in the southeast?

"Yes, yes! I heard someone say..."

Just as the lamas were divided into several factions and arguing fiercely, a shocking piece of news came to them:

"Oh no! There's an army of several thousand men coming!"

After nearly half an hour of struggling, the lamas finally selected a few representatives, including a few "hardliners", who nervously went to meet the young officer who looked impatient, all with ingratiating smiles on their faces.

"I wonder what the officials are here for?"

Although everyone wanted to kill these "dogs who betrayed the grassland", they had guns in their hands!

Before everything is ready, it's not shameful to lower your head.

The leading young officer was extremely arrogant, too lazy to even dismount, and even let his subordinates do the talking for him:

"We are from the 1st Cavalry Brigade, 129th Cavalry Division, Five-Star Eastern Republic! We're visiting today to borrow some honeysuckle flowers!"

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Five stars...what the hell?

Ah!

Manchuria!

Northeast China's collapse and purification

Japanese people!

A lama who had "surrendered to the South" was overjoyed and was about to speak out when he was quietly stopped by a "hardliner":

"Don't move! They can't be!"

Although this hardliner disliked the Japanese and even participated in provocations on the "Manchuria-Mongolia Border," he had heard some things from various channels, including herders in the south, newspapers, and radio broadcasts:

First, the Northeastern army had extremely strict military discipline and prohibited looting. Moreover, they were very wealthy and would not even take the belongings of the untouchables. How could they have ever heard of "borrowing some gold and honeysuckle"?

Secondly, because a fierce battle was going on in Ulanqab in the south, the central government of Kulun had also specially dispatched a 2000-man cavalry to closely guard the border. If this cavalry was really the 129th Division, how could they have passed through the defense line silently?

Third, some of you should change your clothes at least.

Looking at the familiar Soviet-style military uniforms worn by some officers of the "129th Division", several lamas instinctively felt uneasy. They quietly took two steps back and made a few gestures towards the interior of the temple.

But the leading "dreamer" hadn't noticed anything unusual, or rather, he pretended not to notice and continued to smile and flatter:

"It turned out to be the commander of the 129th Division. He had been traveling a long way, but he still arrived first..."

"No need!"

The young officer stepped out from the crowd and waved his hand rudely:

"You have one hour to prepare 300 carts of gold, not a single drop of silver.

“And prepare 300 cartloads of silver, and not a speck of gold;

"Finally, prepare 30000 cattle and sheep, and cut them into fine pieces for me to make sauerkraut. Don't let any fat get on top..."