Chapter 19 Toshiro Diary (17)

All in all, people are weak. We also clearly realize that people who are timid, insecure, suspicious, and fearful are more likely to be tempted. Death is possible everywhere, and the bullet broom is sucking blood greedily. When people are extremely weak, uneasy, and suspicious, if God declares that "if you fart at 5:32:30, you will die", the soldier will definitely not fart at 5:32:30.For such a small thing as big as a sesame mung bean, he may believe it to be true, or even if he doesn't believe it, he will definitely think that he can't do bad things. But this superstition, which is actually very boring, was limited to before the outbreak of war.

Once the war started, under the hail of bullets, fear, anxiety, and suspicion were all thrown away, and I only believed that life and death were destined. The word "life and death" was like a light, and I don't know how many times it flashed in my mind.Everyone must accept their fate on the battlefield, this is the last philosophy. At the last moment, no matter whether you are dodging the bullet or facing the bullet, there is no safe place. There is danger everywhere, and death is possible everywhere. At that time, life and death must be determined. Even if you take small things to heart, believe in superstition, doubt the results of divination and fear, if you go to a place to avoid death, there is still more than enough time.

It is very important on the battlefield to believe that life and death are destined, and to be sure that you will never die.I was convinced that the bullet would not hit me because I was thinking in my heart: After so many battles, I was not injured at all.This certainty may be because I believe in the Nichiren sect like Warrant Officer Uchiyama, and I believe that God will pray for me specially; maybe it is because the result of today's divination is good; maybe it is because I brought an amulet today.Although I have no such grounds, I am sure that the bullet will not hit me. I couldn't help feeling ups and downs, remembering that my sister in Osaka once visited the God of Day and Night and prayed to God.She wrote to me and said: No matter how terrible the bullets hit you, you will never die.I have always believed in this sentence.

Each of us wants to live, not to die, but even so, we did not shrink back when we fought.This is because we both want to live and believe that life and death are preordained.What is fate?I can't explain it, but we feel its mysterious power.Now there is a wounded soldier who is facing death, terrified and yearning for the beauty of life.Wrapped in his coat, he writhed and struggled.Anyone can feel like him. The air was filled with the stench of burning people, and there was the sound of flames burning outside the house. "Hey! Don't be sad, the health team will be here soon, and you will recover soon and return to the squadron. Goodbye."

I meditated along the way, getting farther and farther away from the blue house.Suddenly there was the sound of "clack-clack" from a car. When I looked up, it turned out that it was a car loaded with grain and ammunition by the heavy soldiers, and it was the small luggage team of the first brigade.Because of the bad road, they didn't catch up with the big troops after they landed, and they were slow, and they didn't get here until now. One of them, surnamed Zhongkou, was from my hometown. "I heard that the First Battalion was wiped out, yes?" he asked. "It's not that serious."

I replied sadly. "Really? That's good. Nanjing has fallen, and we have won!" He exclaimed excitedly.I jumped up like a whipped horse: "Yes! Nanjing has fallen, we have won! We have won." And said: "Yes, Mr. Jinzang, we have won!" I shouted while running with. Everyone is waiting for my return.They were bayonet-armed and were on guard to prevent enemy attacks. They said they wanted to place the wounded as soon as possible, because the wounds were very painful without treatment.In the afternoon, two stretcher soldiers arrived with great difficulty. When we handed over the wounded to the health team, night was about to fall. We decided to stay here tonight, but we had no food and had to solve it ourselves.

In the evening, the artillery team and the train team also came here. I wore shoes that were painfully hard like boats, and walked on the asphalt road.There is a sign on the side of the road, which says "Sifang City Road". The lush trees are neatly arranged, and there are white benches under the trees. It is a place for girls to walk and couples to talk about love. But move your eyes to the slope on the left, where there is an unsightly trench. On the dug out loess, there are scattered cosmetics of the Women's Army, and the corpses of Chinese anti-Japanese heroes are lying here and there.

I approached the artillery.The artillerymen tied their horses to roadside trees and were preparing their vehicles for dinner.I begged one of the soldiers for a little rice, and he said he wanted to give it to me, but because there were very few of them, and he was not allowed to give it to the soldiers of other teams. I am begging everywhere like a monk who begs for alms.Suddenly found Sasebo's baggage team, they were stationed in a bereaved family school.I told the sentinel everything from the night attack last night to now with the wounded, and asked him if he could give some rice for the wounded to eat.The sentinel seemed very sympathetic to me, told me to wait a moment, ran inside, came out after a while, and took me to the second lieutenant.The second lieutenant took pity on me and gave me four liters of rice.The sentry told the second lieutenant about our situation in detail, so the second lieutenant gave me soybean paste as a side food.I didn’t expect to get soy sauce, so I thanked you repeatedly. After saluting, I was about to leave when the second lieutenant said, “Wait a minute, there is something good for you to eat, don’t tell others.” The second lieutenant walked out of the room while talking, I have a paper bag in my hand. "This is dried shredded radish, it's delicious. Don't tell anyone, my army rarely has it. This is a special meal, specially for you." The second lieutenant whispered, as if handing me a gem.

I thanked you a lot and left there. On the way, there was a square pool that looked like a source of running water. Many soldiers washed rice there. I also filled the kettle and returned to Sifang City. We slept in a corner of the basement, and the sentry stood on the stairs in the basement, no matter how many enemies came, we could deal with them.We put the planks together for a bed, put on coats, and it became a bedroom. On the 14th, at 10:30 in the morning, we walked on the Sifang City Road in the sunshine under the sunshine.Sasebo's transport team is still in the survivor's school.I am very grateful to the second lieutenant who gave me the shredded radish.This school for the survivors is said to be the school for the children of the survivors of Sun Wen's revolutionary army.Remnant Sea, where more than a dozen Japanese military planes are piled up in the school, crosses the main road and turns right. On the slope grass, there are several stone inlaid characters that read "New Life Movement". Black and puffy corpses.The high city wall finally unfolded in front of our eyes. The outside of the city wall is the moat, and the water inside is very deep.The bridge has been destroyed and only one person can pass through it.There are three gates in the center, this is the city gate we dream of.In order to occupy this door, many comrades were killed or injured, but we reached the end smoothly.What a blessing!

The three city gates opened in the city wall form a tunnel-shaped stronghold, without decoration, it is extremely strong.The iron gates on the inner sides of the earthen bunkers on both sides were closed, and only the middle one was ajar. On the iron gates were some white writing expressing emotion for history: Ono troops occupied at 3:10 am on the 13th. what!The Ono Force was the first to occupy!He was the first to occupy Nanjing! The reporter "clicked" to take pictures.The unshaven soldiers were smiling, and even the sound of cars and horses seemed to express laughter. Everyone was immersed in the joy of victory, excited and excited.There were no clouds in the sky, and the sun seemed to be shining brightly in spring.

"Hey, reporter, have you reported to the mainland that the Ono troops were the first to occupy it?" "It's reported! A telegram was sent early this morning, and the interior must be full of joy now." We are relieved, relaxed, satisfied, joyful and at ease.Walking into the city gate that was damaged by shelling, we can see the broad Nanjing city street in front of us. On both sides of the broad road, there are red, yellow and blue art billboards. A few steps forward, there is a celadon building on the right. A palace-like house built with large tiles and vermilion columns, with a flea market on the left.We ate lunch in the square of the Old Loan Market, looking for our way back to the squadron.The street where the enemy was still running around the day before yesterday, today our soldiers are safe and walking on it with knives. The streets of Nanjing were almost undamaged, and there were few traces of shelling or bombing. The doors of every house were tightly closed, and no citizen was in sight. The warm sun shone on us, and we walked whistling.There are many soldiers of the Ono Army in front of the Central Hotel. I heard that this is the headquarters of the regiment.I asked the wing adjutant where the squadron had gone, but the hideous-looking adjutant was silent and didn't answer.At this time, an adjutant of the First Squadron came, and he told me very warmly that the Third Squadron would be back in a short time and was currently guarding the city.I gave a military salute and walked out of the adjutant's room.When I joined the army and became an active soldier, Lieutenant Nakanishi was already a major, and he is still a major now.He is a ruthless officer who is lecherous and drunk.In his eyes, soldiers are just fools, and the death of a soldier is as indifferent as a button on his uniform.Soldiers in the communications team in front of the hotel were busy setting up wires. Not long after, the squadron came back. "Look to the right!" I asked the team members to line up and salute the squadron leader. "lay down!" "We sent the wounded to the health team, everything went well, it's here now." After the squadron leader inquired about the situation of the wounded, he went to the headquarters, and the third squadron marched towards the city gate. The soldiers in the squadron had a lot of snacks. It is said that they stayed in the snack shop last night. It's been a long time since I stuffed my stomach with dim sum.At some point, Noguchi returned to the squadron with two coolies. He was so talented that he actually stuffed a bag full of chocolates. "Yesterday (the "yesterday" here refers to December 17th.) The city entry ceremony was held. The First Battalion participated as a representative of the Ono Army. You were not there, but everyone participated." The comrade-in-arms said to me. "It's a matter of course. We fought until the end, and in order to carry out the order, we stayed to take care of the wounded." We gathered in the square and were arranging sentries and allocating dormitories when an order suddenly came to us to take prisoners.It is said that there were about 20,000 prisoners. We marched lightly and hurriedly. Twilight crept beneath our feet, and soon night fell.Although it was pitch black and the stars twinkled, we continued to walk without stopping. After walking three or four miles, we saw countless cigarette lights flashing and disappearing, and heard the noise like frogs. About seven thousand prisoners were disarmed. , sitting in the field.Their chief had already left them and fled, leaving only the captain of a military doctor.The field where they sat was lower than the road, so it was clear at a glance. Two white flags tied to dead branches fluttered in the night wind.The 7,000 captives sitting around the flag are truly spectacular. It is ridiculous and pathetic to imagine the ready-made white cloth tied to the branches, and then swaggering forward to surrender. They managed to manage to have more than two regiments of troops, but they became prisoners without any resistance, and there must be a corresponding number of officers in such a large number of troops, who knew that none of them escaped, it is really admirable !We only have two squadrons. If the 7,000 of them bombed the camp and rioted, I am afraid that the strength of our two squadrons would have been wiped out long ago. We lined them up in four columns, with the white flag in front, and we started marching alongside them. Some wore light blue cotton military uniforms, light blue cotton overcoats, and light blue hats; some wore quilts; some wrapped their heads in blankets; Military uniforms were replaced by civilian clothes; some wore hats, and some did not; , There are also people who don't give it to them and only care about themselves.They scrambled like ants, and looked like a bunch of vagrants.They are not disciplined, and there is no order, like a group of demented sheep whispering and walking forward. On the high ground, I looked up again. After a few minutes, more than a dozen enemies appeared on the right side. After a burst of shooting from us, the enemies fled.However, there was another figure approaching from the pine forest on the right, and Private First Class Ju Cang also wondered, was the figure an enemy or a comrade in arms?Private First Class Jukura was a cheerful and funny recruit. He asked the approaching figure, "Hey! Who are you?" From Jukang's tone, I judged that this figure must be a comrade-in-arms. "Hi! Who? Why didn't you answer?" Ju Cang asked the other party again. "Japan! Japan!" replied the figure. As soon as I heard it, "Oh!" I was very suspicious of the person who answered "Japan! Japan". Ju Cang seemed to believe it. He said: "Japan! If it is a friendly army, call it a friendly army! Don't be ridiculous and say something about Japan, idiot!" Ju Cang said again: "Then, who are you?" They were already standing face to face, it was too late to talk, and it was so fast, before I had time to shout: "No! It's the enemy!" Ju Cang stabbed the bayonet with the bayonet, and the figure "woo--" fell down with a bang. "Ah! Fool!" Hearing Ju Cang shout, he stabbed the bayonet at the dead figure. I ran down from the heights. He gasped and said to me: "Dong Jun! It's the enemy, a Chinese soldier!" Then he stabbed again.The enemy fell at our feet. Jukura said to me: "I thought it was weird at first, but when I heard the talk about Japan! Later, Japan thought he was a comrade-in-arms, so they let him approach here.After a closer look, this kid used a Czech-style gun, so he must be the enemy, so I stabbed him to death.It's dangerous!Almost fell for him. " "You're so good at recognizing Czech guns." "The Czech type is shorter than the 38 type. If the length is the same, it will be difficult to distinguish. Maybe I will be killed by him today!" Ju Cang kicked the corpse angrily. Cao Chang roared angrily: "The team leader gathers the team members, the team on the right guards the right, and the team on the left guards the left!" I yelled, "First Squad Gather!" Gather the team under the middle pine tree. The moon hung high in the sky, and the blue moonlight shone on the ground. We shouted: "Squad leader! Nishimoto! Nishimoto!" But there was no sign of the squad leader. Although Cao Chang only ordered to guard the left and right sides, but I think the ninth regiment below is fighting and the middle is very dangerous, so I decided to move the first unit to the middle. There was no enemy on the high ground, and the Ninth Wing was fighting fiercely below.Not far from the lower right, the enemy's Czech guns are spitting out flames. "Did Nishimoto be killed? No one answered, and he wasn't in the squad. Maybe he was dead." "I don't know where to go! You coward!" While we were discussing, he came back. The squad leader reprimanded us and said, "What are you doing?" "Report! Because there are a lot of bullets coming from behind, we are contacting the Ninth Regiment about the assault here." "Whose order? You can't act casually when the assault is the most critical! When everyone is desperately assaulting, you actually retreated in order to communicate! Bastard!" It is said that Private First Class Kumano had to undertake the task of rescuing the wounded while charging.At such times, it is absolutely forbidden to act without an order. The first and second teams and the squadron leader arrived.Why didn't they take part in the assault?And why did they retreat to the rear without contact? On the lower right there is a road, and there is a small house on the side of the road. From this small house, the enemy's machine guns fired heavily at the Ninth Regiment.We had intended to fire heavily at the enemy from the side.But because they don't know the progress of the Ninth Wing, they can only stand by on the spot.I planned to use a grenade to destroy this machine gun fire point, so I took a few grenades from the second squad of soldiers lined up on the high ground, and crawled towards the enemy under the shade of the pine trees.It is estimated that the distance from the enemy is about forty-five meters.I once thought: "Forget it! Nanjing is in front of me now, it is better not to do unnecessary things, otherwise it will be useless to die." But then I thought: "What is there to be afraid of!" At the same time, I also reflected Bow asked himself: "Isn't my act of bravery mixed with the meaning of showing off?" While crawling, I threw a grenade at the enemy. Unfortunately, it bloomed after about ten meters of hard work, and it didn't work. When I was about to climb back to the team along Songyin, I found a suspicious enemy figure walking. I lay down on the ground and aimed and shot by the moonlight, but the enemy disappeared into the darkness without any resistance. My heart Think, there are still enemies here. When we were guarding, three people came up from below, who were they?What to do? "Friendly army!" According to our past experience, simply answering "friendly army" is not enough.Alliance number and name must be reported.Since our surprise attack, internal communication passwords such as "mountain, river..." have been stipulated. The three who came were soldiers from the Ninth Regiment, and they brought the wounded.The wounded was shot in the stomach.When I heard that I had been shot in the stomach, I thought this kid was hopeless. Almost no one has been rescued after being shot in the stomach. As long as the chest is shot, as long as it is not the heart, even if it is pierced, it can generally be saved. The wounded man was in agony, his throat was hissing like a flute, shouting like a storm, wailing and groaning like curses. He was screaming at the top of his voice, struggling in pain: "Give me a shot! Ah! uncomfortable!Give me a shot! "The sound pierced our hearts. He was crying out in grief: "Boys! Boys order! We are usually said to be comrades-in-arms, why don't you listen to me now, hey! Hey! I beg you! Give me a shot! Give me a shot! "The comrades-in-arms all sympathized with him and stood by, unable to help. Their comrades were struggling in pain and begged to kill him. One after another, "Why didn't you shoot me, why didn't you kill me? Are you going to punish me: You still count Comrades?", the heart-wrenching cry of pain, like the roar of hell, pierced our hearts like ice in the cold night. Although we are very simple at the critical moment of life and death, his painful mourning moved us Everyone's heart. He moaned like crazy in pain, shouting "Gimme a shot" until his last breath.His young life was coming to an end. The bullet passed through his stomach, and the hot young blood tormented him and flowed to the cold ground. All of a sudden, there was a few "orbs! Bang" and the explosion of mortar shells, and his screams disappeared. "Hey! Another shot. The leg was blown off by the shell." Damn, another one got hurt.The squadron leader rushed over.We are already furious. It was only later that we all admired and admired the squadron soldier whose legs were blown off by shells.