Chapter 308: Republic of China: Starting from the First Class of Whampoa Chapter 308: Seppuku Cut Halfway, the Isogaya Devil

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Protagonist:

Lv Muzhi

The Japanese 20th Division's reinforcements failed, and Isogai Rensuke's Tenth Division, caught in a pincer, was doomed.

Isogai Rensuke's division headquarters had already been blown apart by the Rocket Artillery Battalion, and Isogai Rensuke himself had moved to a cellar in a village.

The ground above thumped and thumped; it was the Youth Army's artillery striking the remnants of the Tenth Division.

With every explosion, dirt trickled down from the cellar ceiling, and small pebbles struck Isogai Rensuke's military cap and shoulders.

"Division Commander-sama..." Chief of Staff Tei Bujakuki was still by his side, reporting the current battle situation to Isogai: "Just now, the last communication—the Youth Army's armored forces, coordinating with a large number of Xian Bing, have completely cut off our division's remaining several battalions.

Our contact with the frontline has been completely severed!"

Isogai Rensuke did not look up; his fingers kept rubbing the hilt of the General's Sword at his waist.

The Tenth Division was truly finished.

Reinforcements never arrived, and his last fantasy was shattered.

If one asked what was most desperate, it was that the Twentieth Division had once brought him the last hope, but the Youth Army had directly strangled that last fantasy!

"Division Commander! Division Commander!" Hurried footsteps came from the wooden ladder at the cellar entrance, and a Japanese guard covered in dust climbed down: "Please transfer immediately! At the village entrance, at least five Pao tanks, and several hundred Youth Army Xian Bing, are attacking fiercely!

Squadron Leader Goto led fewer than a hundred remaining men to block them, but they can't hold out much longer! Please break out quietly right now!"

Death was at hand, and Isogai Rensuke finally raised his head.

That old Japanese devil, once high-spirited and dreaming of being the first to plant the Sun Flag on the city head of Xuzhou, was finally at the end of his road.

"Since that's the case, I'll commit seppuku to apologize!"

Chief of Staff Tei Bujakuki panicked: "Division Commander-sama, please wait a moment!" Then he grabbed the guard's shoulder: "Where is the Twentieth Division? Where are the reinforcements of Division Commander Kawakishi Bunsaburo?!"

The guard shook his head in despair: "I don't know... the radio is damaged. According to the last news received, Yi County is still in the hands of the Youth Army, and the Twentieth Division couldn't break through the Youth Army's defensive line..."

Isogai Rensuke had long since removed the General's Sword from his waist and drew out the short sword he had wiped countless times, used for seppuku.

"Outside are all Youth Army tanks and soldiers. The Fourteenth Division to the north won't come, and even if the Twentieth Division comes, it won't come; the Fifth Division to the east won't come, and neither will the Fourteenth Division......

Let it end here."

Isogai Rensuke knelt on the ground, laid the short sword horizontally before him, and began undoing the buttons of his uniform jacket.

"Tei Bujakuki-kun," he looked at his chief of staff: "According to our previous agreement, you be my kaishaku."

Afterward, please end yourself as well.

Officers of the Tenth Division cannot become prisoners of the enemy, nor can they be humiliated by them."

As his voice fell, the old Japanese devil actually did not hesitate; he aimed the blade at his own abdomen and thrust it in hard!

"Ugh—ah!"

Isogai Rensuke let out a pig-slaughtering scream, startling the little Japanese devils beside him.

The short sword had already been fully plunged into his belly; it wasn't over yet. Isogai Rensuke gritted his teeth, and according to the Bushido seppuku ritual, he used both hands to cut horizontally from left to right once more.

"Ah—ugh!"

It still wasn't over; finally, he needed to cut from bottom to top, and only by giving himself a cross-shaped flower cut would it be finished.

But Isogai Rensuke simply couldn't hold on; in the end, he didn't complete the seppuku: "That's enough! Tei Bujakuki-kun, hurry up and do it!"

Tei Bujakuki closed his eyes, took a deep breath, raised his military sword high, and was about to behead Isogai Rensuke to end his old superior's suffering.

Just then—

Boom! A huge explosion came from the cellar entrance; the whole cellar shook violently, and the wooden ladder and cover at the entrance were smashed to pieces! Choking gunpowder smoke and dust rushed in.

"Don't move!"

"Put down your weapons!"

Several shouts rang out, and Youth Army soldiers holding submachine guns descended like divine soldiers, rushing into the cellar one by one.

"Eight Gua!" The wounded guard reacted extremely fast, raising his bayonet and thrusting it over.

Rat-tat-tat!

A burst of bullets swept across; several blood flowers burst from the guard's chest, and he fell without even a grunt.

Tei Bujakuki held up his military sword, but it was too late to end Isogai Rensuke's suffering. He gave a strange cry, raised his sword, and charged at the nearest Youth Army soldier.

Isogai Rensuke, whose belly had been cut halfway, had reached the peak of despair. Kneeling on the ground, he mumbled indistinctly: "Bastard... I'm not... dead yet... finish me off first......"

Bang bang bang!

Several bullets hit Tei Bujakuki's chest and abdomen. He staggered back several steps, his military sword slipped from his hand, his eyes widened, and he fell stiffly beside Isogai Rensuke.

The cellar grew quiet, with only the occasional crackling of the kerosene lamp and Isogai Rensuke's increasingly weak pained moans.

A Youth Army squad leader stepped forward and kicked the half-dead Isogai Rensuke with his foot.

"Hey? His intestines have spilled all over the place, and he's still not dead?! And he's a Japanese lieutenant general! We've scored a great merit!"

Hearing that Isogai Rensuke had been captured, Liao Yaoxiang, riding in an armored vehicle, immediately rushed to the scene.

"Quick quick quick! Take me to see him!"

Several soldiers had already lifted the dying Isogai Rensuke onto a stretcher.

This Japanese lieutenant general, once invincible and boasting of a lightning conquest of Shandong, was now carried out of the cellar like a rotten sack.

The intestines that had flowed out, covered in dirt and grass clippings, were casually stuffed back into his belly by the medic, but they were slippery and slid back onto the stretcher, trailing another stream onto the ground.

Isogai Rensuke was not yet dead; on the stretcher, he turned his head and saw Youth Army soldiers clearing the battlefield, and tanks driving back and forth.

Finally, he saw a young general wearing gold-rimmed glasses walk up to him.

"Division Commander Isogai? Why are you in such a sorry state?!" A Hunan accent reached his ears, followed by the accompanying military translator translating it fully.

After exchanging greetings, Liao Yaoxiang began grinning maliciously at Isogai Rensuke lying on the stretcher.

As fellow soldiers, Liao Yaoxiang had originally been unwilling to humiliate him.

But Isogai Rensuke had truly made him lose face.

If Isogai Rensuke had shot himself or died quickly by seppuku, Liao Yaoxiang wouldn't have humiliated him so much, but unfortunately Isogai Rensuke had cut himself halfway during seppuku and been captured, so he couldn't help but be mocked.

The war correspondent took a photograph of Liao Yaoxiang and Isogai Rensuke lying on the stretcher together, outraging Isogai Rensuke so much that he shrieked wildly on the stretcher, then his body suddenly stiffened and he made no more sound.

"Commander Liao, Isogai Rensuke is dead!" the medic said.

Liao Yaoxiang was stunned: "He probably died from my anger?

Never mind, never mind, Commander Lu doesn't like prisoners either, and Commander Lu will definitely like my photograph with old devil Isogai!"