Chapter 16 Toshiro Diary (14)

Now he is buried under the Zijin Mountain. If he knew it, he would denounce Chiang Kai-shek's actions and shout loudly: "The revolution has not yet succeeded!" Chiang Kai-shek is sabotaging the revolution.In February of the forty-fifth year of Meiji, the Qing Dynasty perished during Xuantong.Twenty-six years after the founding of the Republic of China, Chiang will destroy the country again.Ironically, just under the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum, the last fierce offensive and defensive battle is going on, which is an epoch-making fierce battle. Nanjing has a long history.One thousand six hundred years ago, that is, in the era of martial arts in our country one thousand years ago, Sun Quan established Wu and established Nanjing as his capital. , and now Chiang occupies this place again.

Nanjing is becoming a concert hall of hell, a huge cemetery where the sky is dark and the earth is dark, and the corpses are strewn all over the place.The cannonballs are humming Huang Quanqu, and the inhumane and horrific massacre scenes are about to be unfolded in front of us. "There are enemies at the bottom right of the White Tower, the third squadron is attacking!" The order has arrived.The captain of the brigade was looking with binoculars under the shade of a short tree with his waist bent.The first and second teams are fighting on the front line, we are the reserve team, and I am right next to the captain.Violent bullets whizzed in the air, and the soldiers on the front line sometimes crawled, sometimes lay down, and sometimes charged, trying to move forward.I don't know if it is because the enemy's firepower is too dense and the speed of advancement is very slow.Seeing this situation through the binoculars, the captain shouted: "Third Squadron Go! Charge!

"The third squadron goes forward! Go!" the captain shouted angrily, and gave another order, but the squadron still hesitated. The captain gritted his teeth and roared again: "Order, have you delivered the order?" The order was passed on again. Enemy Czech machine guns fired at them, but there were no casualties. "Hey! Who is that staying there?" The captain asked angrily at us. "We are the reserves of the 3rd Squadron." "Reinforce quickly! Attack now!" We "gudu" took a sip of the water in the military kettle, jumped forward and rushed forward.

Bullets flew towards us overwhelmingly, and the enemies on the high slope could see us clearly, and fired wildly over us.I crossed the field ridges, using the field ridges as a cover, and moved forward little by little.The two obedient coolies in my team, one is the lovely boy Omson (the name, transliterated here.), and the other is a man in his thirties. They are the same as us, in order to avoid bullets, Lie down and crawl forward from time to time.Besides them, we used other coolies at the beginning, but they were all slackers, and these two were the only ones left in the end.Before these coolies go home after work, they ask us for something like an "identity card", which is a talisman for them.

For loyal and honest coolies, we will write "The coolies are honest and good people, so I hope all the troops will let them go. Eastern captain".Although there is no such establishment as the "Eastern Army", the soldiers who come from the rear do not know what troops are in front, and they can all recognize this "ID card".These coolies were all caught from the fields or hiding places on our own initiative, and they were not approved by the squadron, so it was impossible for the squadron leader to issue a certificate, so we had to sign the names of our respective troops.However, if the coolie is lazy and dishonest, write on it: "This coolie is a lazy and slippery person. Whether he lives or dies, let the soldiers of each team do as he pleases!" Anyway, these Chinese people can't read Japanese.They thought that the seal was the real thing, so they forced me to stamp the three-character seal.This seal is used when I receive my salary, and sometimes it is also used as the seal of the commander of the army.I once met a coolie who carried the certificate issued by another department "Let him live and let him die at his own discretion" in his arms like a lifeline, like holding a treasure amulet.

Seeing this, I laughed out loud, gave him a slap in the face, and asked the next soldier to slap him until the last soldier.After being slapped by everyone, the coolie froze and began to cry. Fearing to be left behind, our two loyal coolies shouted, "My lord! My lord!" and followed. We finally reached the slope of the railway embankment.There is a small river on the side of the railway, the river passes through the river, and when we go up the slope, we smoke a cigarette first.In front of the railway is a flat field full of cabbages. The cabbages are neatly lined up with their round heads. The enemy is shooting wildly at us on the high slope at the end of the cabbage field.After passing the railway, enemy bombs swallowed our blood recklessly and blocked our way forward, as if warning us that the railway is their territory.The second team was the first to jump from the railway into the cabbage field, and each of them rushed madly like a maniac.The sound became more intense.Then came our third team.Captain Araki, who was the team leader, rushed over like a gust of wind.Then, two more soldiers crossed the railway.At this time, we received an order from the reserve team of the third squadron to gather in the village on the left.This way, we don't have to go through the bullet hell on the other side of the railroad, and we don't have to follow the captain.Maybe it's greed for life and fear of death!But this is obeying the orders of the captain, which is only right and proper.The captain's order was nothing less than great news to us. Although we didn't say it, we secretly rejoiced that we had received his angelic order before rushing out.At this moment, no one cared about the life and death of the squad leader and the two soldiers who rushed out, only caring about his own safety, the Nishimoto sub-captain jumped out, in order to inform the three people from the second and third teams to gather in the village on the left, He ran down the railroad ramp.We walked towards the village.Everyone was thoughtful, but they all kept silent and walked forward silently.

There were only a dozen or so families in the village, which were devastated by shelling.Amidst the intense sound of bullets, the sun trembled and hid behind the earth. At this moment, Corporal Araki and two soldiers came back with Nishimoto.Captain Araki was crying, tears of anger and embarrassment streaming down his face unstoppably. "Why don't you listen to my little captain's orders! You are greedy for life and afraid of death!" He roared, as if vomiting something dirty, he gritted his teeth after he finished speaking, holding back tears, the cold wind was blowing through us Heart.

"There are only two people rushing over with me!" Wu Zhang sighed. Everyone's heart was empty, and the sound of guns roared crazily around us. Someone argued: "After the small captain rushed up, we received orders from the big captain, so we didn't follow up. Before we attacked, the big captain was furious because we didn't carry out his orders well. If this time, we obviously received the order. If he doesn't obey his orders, won't he be furious again?" This is not an excuse, to a certain extent, it is our heart.The previous time, after the team leader gave the order "the third squadron to charge", for some reason, it was not carried out in time, which caused the team leader to lose his temper.We had a hard time, so we sent an orderly this time to notify the squad leader to return.

The squad leader said: "The commander's order is given to the squadron leader, not directly to you!" After hearing this, we had no choice but to remain silent. We entered a house whose roof had been blown off by a shell.The walls around the house collapsed, and it was full of broken wood, tables and chairs with their legs blown off, and rattan suitcases with rags exposed.We just sat down and rested in a room full of sundries.We were overjoyed at the discovery of four large jars full of tasty pickles. We made our second largest lunch, dried our clothes, and fell asleep beside the broken log.Building a bonfire in such a place would expose the target, so they had to wrap themselves in rags and hide in broken wooden boards to keep out the wind and cold.The hour hand points to twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

The cold night sky is full of stars, and enemy flares flash like shooting stars from time to time.Machine gun bullets buzzed like death ghosts.Mortars roared in the cold night sky. The sound of the guns was different from usual. It was like the roar of a huge animal when it exhausted its whole body at the moment of death and struggled to death. The night was getting darker, and the sound of guns and guns was getting louder, like a person trembling when he was afraid. The sound of the enemy's guns is not an attack, but the horrible cry of passive defense. As the night grew darker, the anxiety, terror, and doubts in the hearts of the enemies became deeper and deeper.

The friendly forces almost never fired a shot, because they knew the meaning of "no target" and did not miss a shot.It seems that this has deepened the anxiety and doubts of the enemy. They are like children in a water fight with their eyes closed, splashing water everywhere, firing empty guns in all directions in the dark night. In our eyes, bullets are as valuable as gold coins, but the enemy regards them as garbage and spills them everywhere. What a violent, piercing sound of gunfire!The sound of shell explosions echoed in the darkness. This is simply an ensemble in hell, a cruel and ferocious killing, and a barking full of destructive desire.Amidst this savage roar, the stars shone calmly and serenely.How ironic! I am an extremely cowardly and selfish person who only realizes the loveliness and beauty of life when it is in danger. We should go all out and dedicate everything and even our lives to our dear motherland. Is now the time to lament one's own weakness?One should be a person who can die generously.Here, on the battlefield that can be called "massacre of human heavy industry", life is not worth even a speck of dust. Barbaric and inhumane, taunting us everywhere, waiting to suck our blood. Desolation, ruins, and chaos are the resting places of demons. There is a song called "People Encourage Me to Sacrifice the Battlefield." From the lyrics, death has become our purpose.Is it true? "Ye Yin" wrote: "The so-called loyalty means death. The so-called Bushido means death." die!die!die! what!We still want to live, and in our depressed mood of not being able to die calmly, we even have the despicable mentality that we can win the war without dying alone! But then I thought again, if I really need to die, I can face it with a smile. The living want to survive.Isn't it human nature for the living to survive? But as a Japanese, you cannot act cowardly for this reason. We must not drag out an existence!Do not die of cowardice either! To live in the nature of the Japanese, to die in the nature of the Japanese! correct!The desire to survive is not cowardice, but an outpouring of natural emotion.However, if death is of great significance, that is, when death is absolutely necessary, one should die with dignity and generosity. The best soldiers are neither corporals nor privates, but those who, as a Japanese, as a Japanese soldier, don't look back and don't hesitate when they should die. The cold air is oppressive, and the pale and turbid stars are shining brightly with their eternal coldness. The god of death played the song of hell and sang the song of death without stopping for a moment. I fell into a deep dream without knowing it. December tenth.What a violent cannon and explosion! At dawn, all the guns of the friendly army fired together, and the violent sound of the guns woke me up from my dream.When the light came on, the field heavy artillery, field artillery, mountain artillery, and infantry artillery of the friendly army roared in unison, as if they were retaliating against the enemy's shelling last night.All of a sudden, the sky was full of artillery fire, and the booming sound almost cracked the earth's axis.Shells from behind roared past us like an express train. The enemy is also desperately fighting back.Friendly planes began bombing, and enemy anti-aircraft guns opened fire on the planes.But before the shell hit the plane, it exploded under the plane, and a cloud of white smoke suddenly flashed in the blue sky.The rumbling cannons intensified.The shells are roaring, groaning, roaring, screaming, and dancing the dance of death. On this harsh battlefield, there is no room for compromise. It is a brutal and inhuman contest of life and death, victory and defeat, life and death. All morning it was an artillery attack.Let's collect food.Each squad sent two or three soldiers. We came to a village, which may have taken war into consideration when building houses, and every house was built with high stone walls, making it impossible for outsiders to invade for half a step.I smashed through the stone wall and climbed in.I saw a white donkey standing there docilely with its long ears pricked up. It seemed that no one had fed it for a long time. It moved its long face close to us, as if begging for something to eat, and the soldiers next to it cursed. With a sound of "bastard", he kicked it in the stomach with a "bang".The donkey jumped up and ran away silently.For some reason, when I see these things, I always feel that they are very pitiful. Apart from a bed, there was no valuable furniture in the dark room.The bed is decent, the dirty interior, rough room layout and furniture can't compare.This kind of bed can be seen everywhere in Nakachina, and even though it is December, there are still mosquito nets hanging on the thin pillars painted vermilion around the bed, with tassels hanging from the openings of the mosquito nets, just like the curtains at the entrance of a shrine. It looks like mosquito nets are hung all year round.Various red lacquered ornaments were also tied to the bed.There was also a fiery red-painted wooden barrel in the mud room.This thick and beautiful barrel is only used in wedding ceremonies in Japan.But here, it is said that it is a urine bucket for couples who are stimulated by fiery red and excited.We don't know this, we use it to fetch water and cook rice, and we don't know it until the rice with a different smell is cooked.Fortunately, the rice has not yet been imported, and some soldiers blamed it on the lunch box and threw it out heavily. After I ordered three or four heaps of rice, I came to another family. There were twelve or thirteen women and children curled up on the drying ground of this family, with unspeakable sorrow, resentment and lament on their faces.Their eyes were full of hostility, horror and despair, like a star or two twinkling in the vast night sky.They hugged their lovely grandson and son tightly with their slender and old arms.They leaned as close as possible to each other as if they were being attacked from all sides, trembling, it was really pitiful.The young children seem to regard the arms of their mothers and grandmothers as the safest place, as a paradise, and fall asleep peacefully and sweetly. Some children tightly grasped one arm of their mother or grandmother, with their faces lowered; some children hid behind the adults, casting curious and fearful gazes at us from time to time. Some mothers hug their three children on the left, right and chest like a hen guarding her chicks.When they grow up, what kind of memories will the painful experience of Jinda leave for them?At that time, what attitude should they adopt towards Japan? Being ravaged by the enemy in their childhood will leave them with deep memories of pain, blood and tears. What a blessing that no Japanese child in any era will have such a shameful memory!The war must be won!The people of the victorious country ate barley and chestnut rice, while the people of the defeated country could only live on weeds and weeds. What is the war for?Humans wage wars to fight for land. This tragedy will be repeated until the earth is destroyed.War is the highest means adopted by the people of a country to maintain their existence. Is human beings finally going to fight for the distribution of the land on the moon? The weak Chinese women have few days left in their lives.They tried their best to hide and hide the life-saving food, which was like a lifeblood, in the pile of rubbish, but my comrade-in-arms stopped shouting: "If you want to hate, hate you Chiang Kai-shek!" His slap made them fearful and disgusted Their resistance and their crazy reluctance to give up this life-saving food were knocked out of the sky. What is their fault? Does that comrade know love and compassion? Is this the bravery of a man? I walked through it sadly, and when I came to another house, I saw an even more heart-wrenching scene. Like a beggar looking for a trash can, I tossed and searched around the house with suspicious eyes.I opened a rattan box and was startled.In a dark box lay a newborn, silent baby, and I ran out of the house in a hurry. In this empty house, in this dark box, there is a newborn baby.Has the baby's mother been killed?Had his elder brother been dragged to the front line of the Anti-Japanese War?Did he just starve to death here?His immature nerves, the only foraging instinct God gave him was to find his mother's breast?Will he cry with hunger in the rattan box?Is this the only child abandoned by his family?Children abandoned by their own families and children abandoned on the streets can be seen everywhere. The blood-red precious silk left by his mother will become his shroud intact, and the rattan box will become his coffin as it was. Cruelty and misery are everywhere. this is the battlefield I finally found about two liters of rice and set off on my way home. The squadron hadn't advanced yet, and after lunch the infantry finally began to attack. The sound of gunfire and cannon continued. The barking of bullets that does not stop until it destroys everything and kills everything. The enemy's bullets flew over violently, and we rushed forward quickly.When we entered a hollow wood, we found seven enemies stabbed to death, one of them beheaded, and his head rolled about three feet away from me.I ran to kick it away, and at this moment, I saw a house ahead, and the enemy's light machine guns were shooting at us from inside.Our infantry artillery and heavy machine guns covered our advance from the rear.We climbed out of the grass, came to the low-lying road, and fired violently from the light machine gun on the top of the slope.Fifty meters ahead, two or three enemies were hidden behind the bean stalks and fired at the friendly machine guns. I aimed fully and fired the gun. I thought I must have hit it.There is a bungalow on the left, and the acting team leader Captain Araki climbed up to snipe the fleeing enemy from the window.I and two or three other soldiers fired machine guns from the high slope.I don't know why the squadron leader suddenly came to the road under the shade of the trees.It was agreed that the national flag should be hung on the front line to notify our friendly forces, so under the order of the squadron leader, the tattered national flag was hung on the tree branch, and the enemy began to flee with their heads on the five wide roads.We took our time and wiped out the enemies who escaped from the woods one by one.Sniping and fleeing enemies is quite a lot of fun. The squad leader ordered me to destroy the barbed wire fence. I swung the adze and smashed the opening, and the squad leader walked through the barbed wire fence together.There is a beautiful colorful house on the left, we broke into it, it turned out to be the changing room of the swimming pool.The big swimming pool is filled with water.Going further to the left is a big movement. Often we cross the road that the enemy escaped, waving the national flag and running forward. The heavy backpack made me miserable, but we desperately broke through the dry fields.I was panting heavily, this situation is really like a spectacular scene in a movie! I took the lead through a small pine forest about two meters high to the high ground. There were enemy trenches on the high ground, but there was no enemy in sight.Among the unfinished buildings is a bungalow.After occupying the bungalow, the team leader ordered me to climb up to the bungalow to hang the national flag.I dropped my backpack and gun and took a flag up the stairs.I thought, there are so many rooms, if there are hidden enemies, I will rush up to fight them and wring their heads off!I secretly emboldened myself, the national flag fluttered in the wind, and my heart was very happy.At this time, what was displayed in front of me seemed to be watching a war movie, and it seemed to be practicing, and the sound of the shells was also like a drill.After a while, the captain arrived here with his troops. I shouted to the headquarters of the brigade: "There are two machine guns in front, we can't rush through!" The squadron leader asked loudly: "Dong! Are you alone?" He also went up to the roof.People are always in a good mood when they are in high places.I realized this now, as if I captured this place alone, I couldn't help waving the national flag, and said to myself excitedly: "The bastards in the photography team who are engaged in reporting, why don't you come to interview at this time! " This steel and concrete structure house became our bunker.With a solid thick wall as a shield, we set up machine guns and fired outwards. Night fell.Set up camp here tonight.Our detachment and the second detachment lived in a room about six tatami mats, and I was responsible for arranging the sentry. There is a lawn in the beautiful yard in front of the house, shaded by green trees.I let the Sentry stand in the shade by the house.According to the report of the scouts, there is a road ten meters ahead, and the opposite side of the road is a depression. The enemy is entrenched on the high ground opposite the depression. The distance between the enemy and us is about 100 meters. After the sentry is ready, I return to the dormitory.We crunched hard Chinese rice with sauce.One door of the room faced the enemy's position, and the sentry post was outside the door.Originally, as soon as there was an enemy situation, the sentry would immediately run into the house, but in order to prevent the enemy from throwing grenades into the house, the door could not be closed tightly, so the sentry had to go around and enter the house from the outside.In order to keep warm, we gathered firewood and warmed the fire inside the house.However, the door was closed tightly, and the room was filled with smoke until the charcoal was glowing.We were choked and coughed one by one.As the night progressed, the gunfire became more intense. The sound of "clicking" machine guns, the sound of "orbital" mortars, the sound of coquettish, funny and leisurely "bang bang bang bang" rifles, the shouts of the other party in the dark, the sound of soldiers' military boots, The sound of swords and "twittering" voices played a symphony with the quiet night. The commander is the god of death, and the sound of the enemy's guns broke the tranquility of the night, making the dogs and dogs restless; they put all their eggs in one basket and shot endlessly blindly in the night.It seems to tell people that the night is not peaceful, but noisy.Could it be said that the enemy's bullets are endless?They seemed to be trying to get rid of their bullets completely, as if the enemy sentry was obliged to keep shooting when they were on guard. I feel that the enemy's stupid shooting, which is not worth the loss, seems to be saying to us: "I don't sleep all night, and we are on strict guard! You don't want to attack at night!" As long as there is no need to shoot at night, we never shoot, so The enemy panicked even more. The darkness has passed, and the bright crescent moon is accompanied by stars, and the stars are shining peacefully and quietly.The laid-off sentinel said: "Hey! The mountain is on fire!" Flames were ignited on the mountain behind and on the left side of the Zijin Mountain. A flame drew many circles on the uneven places like a snake. Someone said: "What kind of fire is it? Could it be caused by artillery fire?" "It was such a joy to see the fire burn so magnificently!" "Maybe it's a trap set by the enemy to escape." Komazawa and I are standing guard, not so much for defending our army's front, as for our own safety.For this reason, we have clearly stipulated that we must strictly abide by the post handover system, and canceled the easy job of posting posts in a fair and reasonable manner. Therefore, today I both line up and stand on guards. Komazawa and I stand back to back in front of the garage. Beside, watching the front.Around three o'clock in the morning, I noticed a dark figure crawling intermittently across the trillium.My nerves tense like an electric shock, and I focus on the target with all my attention.Suddenly a black figure appeared again, and I bent down gently, holding the gun tightly.At this time, another black figure appeared, wriggling like a grub.It's the enemy!I whispered to Komazawa: "Hey! It's the enemy! Be careful!" Komazawa hadn't noticed this situation yet, he was trembling with fright, and hurriedly asked: "Where is it? Where? "His voice was trembling. I said, "There, it's moving."You quietly go back and report Hirokomazawa to run away.He knocked on the door connected to the garage and shouted loudly: "Sneak attack! Sneak attack!" The door was locked backwards and could not be opened.He was too flustered, or maybe he was scared, and he didn't dare to run around half a circle into the house, but knocked on the door yelling.He only knew that there were many comrades in arms sleeping in the room next to the door panel, but he forgot the danger of shouting loudly, and he forgot all the words I told him. He didn't do what I told him to "go back quietly" and was still yelling in panic. "Oops!" I felt that the danger was in front of me, so I fired a shot at the shadow in desperation.The enemy is entrenched on the right, Our army's heavy machine guns also started firing violently, and the enemy fought back even more frantically. There was a burst of machine gunfire immediately. The few black shadows crawling towards us just now may be enemy scouts. It seems that this small group of enemies has already evacuated up.When a gunshot rang out, the enemy's machine guns fired immediately, and the nearby machine guns all rang out as if they were connected to a power source, and even the Czech machine guns in the distance were barking.This is really a dog barking, a hundred dogs barking, they don't care whether they are attacked or not, as soon as the gunshot sounds, they immediately shoot with machine guns, as if screaming in fear. It seems that they have nothing to do but keep consuming ammunition . We returned to the house and continued to keep warm around the fire, and everyone talked about it. "Has anyone been killed today?" "The second team lost one person and three were seriously injured." "I don't know whose turn it will be tomorrow." "It must be a bad luck ghost!" "I'm about to arrive in Nanjing. I really don't want to die!" We fell asleep in a daze.