Chapter 3032 This Day Is Approaching

Forced by the situation, Major General Yoshimura knew that neither beating nor scolding would work, so he could only continue to lie to cover up one lie.

Although he didn't know how long this lie could last, he had no other choice but to do this. Even if he could delay it for a while, it would be better than not being able to suppress it now.

"Major Ishida, the purpose of my visit is to make sure you keep your composure and to inform you of a battle plan."

"We will take revenge on the Russians, but not now. We must make full preparations to ensure that the Russians are completely wiped out in one fell swoop. Only when we are fully prepared will we strike decisively and deal a fatal blow to the Russians."

"Believe me, this won't take long. A true warrior must know how to be tolerant temporarily, let the opponent underestimate the enemy, and kill the opponent with a knife when he is most relaxed. A quick and decisive blow will determine the outcome and win the victory."

"Do you understand what I mean when I say this, Major Ishida?"

Seeing that the division commander was so "courteous and humble", he spoke to such an extent in a calm manner, and indeed gave a personal promise to respond to the needs.

He also regretted that he was too excited just now and didn't give the division commander face. Thinking about the consequences, Major Ishida, who was really afraid, was really calm.

He was even more grateful that the division commander didn't delve too deeply into this matter, and was not only willing to explain it clearly but also let himself go.

Major Ishida was overjoyed to have received the explanation and escaped a disaster. After calming down, he bowed and thanked the division commander.

"Hey! I understand very well. I am very grateful to the division commander! I am very grateful!! I am very grateful!!!"

He bowed and thanked him repeatedly, repeating the bow three times.

He didn't realize that the division commander was continuing to lie. The overjoyed Major Ishida was still immersed in the jubilation of revenge against the Russians, which was already on the agenda. He didn't know that the division commander in front of him was actually in a completely different mood.

"Yoshi! Major Ishida's loyalty and bravery are so sincere that we should continue to work hard."

"Hi! Thank you for the praise, Mr. Division Commander. I will redouble my efforts!"

"Yoshi, Yoshi, very good!"

Major General Yoshimura, who changed his face faster than a dog, had completely changed his face. He patted Major Ishida's shoulder to show his encouragement, and then turned and left after a few words.

Finally, the purpose of this trip was achieved - to appease this group of restless young deer and soldiers who intended to cause trouble. Even if the process was full of accidents and could not be considered smooth, it was considered to have temporarily overcome this matter.

Major General Yoshimura turned around and left with his entourage. As soon as he left the Ishida Battalion's station, the adjutant beside him stepped forward with concern and took the initiative to speak.

"Mr. Division Commander, I'm worried that if this continues, something bad will happen sooner or later. If there is still no actual action after a while, these idiots will definitely continue to cause trouble, and it will be even worse than this time. What should we do then?"

The adjutant's worry is not unreasonable. Using lies to continue lies can have an effect, but it is only temporary.

And what will these young idiots do when they wait and wait for the "revenge action" to come? This is also predictable.

It is unrealistic to expect these people to forget this matter and let time fade it.

These young idiots still remember the Huanggutun incident and the famous battle of "the young idiots of the Kwantung Army acted without orders".

It has been many years since they have forgotten it, and now they dare to bring it up in public, making Major General Yoshimura, who is in a difficult position, neither admits nor denies it. He can't get off the stage on the spot.

It is impossible to expect them to forget the great shame in ten days or half a month.

Hearing the adjutant's worry, the corners of his mouth were still twitching with anger, and his face changed as soon as he left the house. Although Major General Yoshimura was extremely unhappy, he could only answer patiently.

"Just like dealing with the Russians, no matter what reason you use, you must delay it! Delay it until we officially go to war with the Russians, then it won't be a problem."

"Before that, I can't let these idiots ruin the situation! If I really have to, I will use coercive means. I must stop them no matter what, and I must not give the Russians any excuse to start a war early! This guilt must not fall on our division!"

"The impact of the Nakamura Regiment incident is bad enough. I am now in the Kwantung Army Headquarters as a meritorious service! If I dare to do it a second time and cause more trouble, I'm afraid I won't even be able to commit seppuku with dignity. You, me, and the entire leadership of the 107th Division are all to blame!"

The severity of the incident was unprecedentedly bad, and I felt that the position of the division commander under my butt had never been so hot that it made me sit still.

The determined Yoshimura Division Commander had already planned to use hard methods if soft methods didn't work, and if he didn't listen to the kind words of persuasion, he would directly punish him. No matter what, he must not cause trouble again, absolutely not.

The adjutant standing by was also frightened after hearing this, and immediately said yes, saying that he would arrange surveillance to prevent any problems.

In fact, neither the Kwantung Army Headquarters nor the division commanders below expected that the Russians would put all the relevant materials, just the two telegrams and a pile of photos, into multiple copies in a file bag and deliberately distribute them to the grassroots young idiots below. In just one night, the matter was spread everywhere and known to everyone.

These incredible things appeared out of thin air at the entrance of the military camp, were left everywhere on the training ground, and even in the internal mail delivered by the postman, they were somehow mixed in. These are things that the Kwantung Army Headquarters tried their best to cover up and never wanted the young idiots below to know.

Two telegrams plus a pile of photos, some people believe, some don’t believe, and some people are half-believing and half-doubting.

This is the result that Malashenko wanted. You can believe it or not, it doesn’t matter, as long as there is doubt, suspicion, and different positions.

From the inside, the grassroots of the Kwantung Army is divided vertically into factions with different views, so that the two groups of people with different views can be like water and fire.

The contradiction is no longer about the external Russians, but about the internal idiots who dare to do this and that.

How the Kwantung Army Headquarters solves the problem is the business of the Kwantung Army leaders.

As long as they can take action, rush around to solve this problem, invest manpower, energy, and huge management costs, then Malashenko's goal will be achieved.

Doesn't your Kwantung Army want to concentrate on preparing for war? I, Malashenko, see that your Kwantung Army is quite idle and not busy enough. I will give you something to do, reasonably optimize your working time, and have more time and energy to fall into a continuous cycle of internal consumption. Isn't it better?

Major General Yoshimura was right about one thing, that is, no matter what, this matter must be delayed until the war with the Russians, and if soft methods don't work, hard methods will be used.

In this way, Malashenko's goal of maintaining the sustainable cycle of internal consumption of the Kwantung Army until the moment when the million Red Army marched south was naturally achieved.

There is no need for Malashenko to do it himself. The leaders of the Kwantung Army will do their best to help General Malashenko and treat "sustainable cyclical internal consumption" as a top priority.

Meanwhile, Malashenko, who was sitting in his office drinking tea and reading newspapers, was still leisurely, not caring about the Kwantung Army opposite him, which had been messed up by internal consumption.

Chen Weiguo, who had completed the task assigned by the general, was sitting on the sofa nearby and reporting the situation.

"Comrade General, our comrades lurking behind enemy lines have sent back confirmed news that there have indeed been large-scale and frequent changes within the Kwantung Army recently."

"Especially the lower-level field troops, from the division level to the regiment level and even the battalion level, even the normal training and looting outside have become less, and the situation is obviously not right."

"Also, the efficiency of the army preparation work is not as good as before. The squad leaders, squadron leaders, and battalion leaders below are often called to meetings. Some of them seem to be under surveillance. I don't know who sent them. It seems that your plan has worked."

Malashenko put down the newspaper in his hand, took a sip of tea, put down the teacup, and smiled when he heard it.

It is normal for the Kwantung Army to have such a situation, proving that the command of the Kwantung Army has at least not lost its mind and function, and is still a powerful opponent worthy of Malashenko's serious handling.

If the Kwantung Army completely lets the sheep go, it will let the young and strong deer below mess around and remain indifferent.

Malashenko had no other comment except to laugh at such an opponent whose brains could not control his feet. Don't expect such an opponent to make any big waves on the battlefield.

"This at least shows that the Kwantung Army is still an opponent worthy of our attention, Weiguo."

"The more the Kwantung Army consumes itself in this way, the more it deserves our attention. Because this at least proves that we are facing an opponent with basic IQ and logic, not a pure idiot who does everything on impulse."

Chen Weiguo nodded in approval of Malashenko's statement.

Chen Weiguo, who has fought with the Japanese devils for so many years, has long been familiar with the devils' nature. He knows that the more the devils suppress and restrain the young and vigorous factions, the more they deserve attention, because this really shows that they are seriously and strictly implementing the established strategy.

No matter what means, even if they cut themselves, the opponents with stronger strategic determination are often more difficult to deal with and more worthy of attention.

From ancient times to the present, from the Three Kingdoms Lu Xun burning 700 miles of camps to the Pacific region in the 21st century, the truth is the same.

"But Comrade General, I'm worried that this situation may not last too long. No matter what method is used, I expect the Kwantung Army to solve the problem in the end."

"Since they can suppress and restrain the young and vigorous faction, it is impossible for this situation to continue. If we know that they are caught in internal friction, then the old devils in the Kwantung Army Headquarters must know it."

"Yes, that's the truth. You are right, but we don't need this kind of internal friction to continue for too long."

Standing up and walking to the war zone map hanging in the office, Malashenko, who was staring at the Ussuri River with a deep gaze, spoke again quietly.

"Because the time we launch our offensive will definitely be earlier than the time when the Kwantung Army can finally solve the problem. That day is just around the corner."