August 18, 1945. Harbin. China, occupied by Japan. (The puppet state of Manchukuo.)
The sound of an air raid alarm echoed through the city, mixing with a cacophony of gunfire and explosions. Dozens of Soviet Li-2 aircraft filled the sky. The doors of the planes opened, and Soviet paratroopers began to jump out of them, landing on the roofs and streets of the city. Meanwhile, the BT-7 and T-34 tanks raced at full speed across the steppe to the outskirts of Harbin.
Hana Matsui and her squad of five soldiers ran through the narrow alleys of the city. Her hands were tightly gripping an Arisaka Type 99 rifle with a bayonet attached, and the scabbard with a Shin-gunto sword was dangling from her belt. Quickly climbing the outside stairs to the roof of a 2-storey building, they see a group of 6 Soviet paratroopers. "Tenno Heika Banzai!" Hana Matsui screamed furiously along with her comrades, rushing to attack. The bayonet of her rifle pierced the Soviet soldier's stomach with a sickening sound. His eyes widened in pain and horror. How Hana Matsui loved that look. The last look of a dying man aroused her every time she killed a soldier or a civilian. With a sadistic grin, she abruptly pulled the bayonet out of his stomach, allowing him to fall to the floor. "Great job, guys. These Russians won't take us so easily." Hana Matsui said in a satisfied voice, looking at her fighters standing by the dead bodies of Soviet paratroopers.
But triumph quickly turned to fear when she looked at the opposite bank of the Sungari River. 2 Soviet BT-7 tanks turned their turrets on the Japanese detachment. "All down!" Hana Matsui screamed when the guns of the tanks opened fire. The blast wave threw her back and she rolled down the stairs. Lying on the cold street, she saw the torn bodies of her squad and Soviet paratroopers hanging from the roof of the building. "Ngh...fuck..." Hana Matsui hissed softly, getting to her feet. Her gaze darted towards the highway and settled on tú and on her broken Shin-gunto sword lying at their feet. "I won't surrender on you, Russian bastard." Hana Matsui growled as she picked up the Arisaka Type 99 rifle from the ground. And despite the contusion and abrasions, she intends to defeat them and continue to fight. For the Emperor. For Japan.
