Chapter 33 Toshiro Diary (31)

Fujie Force (16th Division) Southern Force (20th Regiment) Kimura Troop (First Battalion) Moriyama Corps (Third Squadron) Village team August 8th. Departed from Kaifeng at noon yesterday, arrived at Guide Station, and stayed overnight in the car. Stopped in Xuzhou for two hours.In the store opposite the station, I bought canned oranges for 40 renminbi, coffee for 30 renminbi, and 25 packs of Da Tuan Yuan brand cigarettes, for a total of 82 yen.The shop girl is a very pretty woman. The military train went all the way south from Xuzhou.The vast land rushed to the back. I always think like this: "The land I stepped on today is the first and last time in my life. It is impossible to see this place again." I looked at this land with emotion.

The train drove to Caolaoji, and the area around Caolaoji was vast.The water of the Yellow River is flooding everywhere, and it is a very fierce flood. Many villages and forests were almost submerged by floods.There is water to the left and right of the railway.The water was rushing.The upstream and downstream waters are connected to the sky, and the sky is connected to the water.Sailboats sailed everywhere.The strange thing is that the water is not muddy but very clear.Farmers are harvesting sorghum ears exposed on the water with their boats or rafts.The utility poles only show their heads above the water.Where there is an iron bridge, there is a whirlpool.In the midst of this terrible flood, the railway stretched straight ahead, like Amanohashidate (Amanohashidate is one of the famous views in Japan.).Waves beat on both sides of the railway, rising and falling, just like the sea.

We looked out from the small window of the van, and it seemed to us that the train was driving by the sea. Villages, like isolated islands, are dotted in the flood.There are farmers in villages near the railway that have not been completely submerged. They are nostalgic for the land they were born in and cannot bear to leave. They all stay in higher places. On a small island, there is only one house that is about to collapse. The cows are chewing the weeds that won't last a few days. Looking at the water in the distance, we talked to each other: Probably because people had no time to escape, so they left it alone, because the cow’s footsteps were slow, and if it was a horse, someone might ride it away.

Around the island with the cows, there is water everywhere.The cow would probably die after eating the grass, and it would not have thought that this was the only bit of grass left.If you eat a little bit, you can live longer, even if you live one more day.But maybe it feels sorry for itself! I couldn't hear the cows because of the sound of the train moving.How miserable it would be if the solitary cow left on the isolated island cried "moo" in the afterglow of the setting sun. I kept staring at the cow until I couldn't see it. The train was in the flood, no, it should be said that it traveled in the "flowing lake" for forty minutes, and finally came to the only ground.As soon as the car stopped, the passenger car used by the officers at the rear of the car derailed, and the officers were so frightened that they fled out quickly.

The place where the train stops is the Huaihe River, and Bengbu is just across the river. The urban area of ​​Bengbu is not small and extends all the way to the river bank. Although the Huaihe River is about a kilometer wide, the river often floods and the current is very fast.The iron bridge was badly damaged, and we crossed the river in an engineer's boat.Tested for cholera before crossing the river. The middle and lower reaches of the Huaihe River used to be called Feishui (sic.). This is the famous Feishui Ancient Battlefield.The Xiongnu (Turkish), Jie (Turkish), Xianbei (Manchu), Shi (Tibetan), Qiang (Tibetan), Han and other nationalities once fought decisive battles here. (Original text.) In the era of the Five Hu and Sixteen Kingdoms, the former Qin King Fu Jian was the most famous. He appointed Wang Meng to pacify various places. In order to unify China, he led a large army to crusade against the Eastern Jin Dynasty. .This was about 1,560 years ago.

It is said that Xie An was very famous when he was young.The imperial court called him, but he missed the hometown landscape and did not answer the call. There was a saying at the time: "An Shi (Xie An) is not here, how is the common life?" Later he left the mountain.During the Battle of Feishui, the army of the former Qin Dynasty attacked, and everyone was terrified, but Xie An was at ease, playing chess with the guests every day to calm people's hearts.When the news of Feishui's victory came, Xie An put it aside after reading it, and continued to play calmly.The guest asked: "What is it?" The answer: "My son has defeated the thief." Soon the guest left.As soon as the guests left, he jumped for joy, and it is said that he didn't even know if his shoes were broken.

This time it was not the former Qin army, but the Jiang army that fled. We took advantage of the victory to pursue and cross the Huai River. There are several warehouses across the river, which seem to be a pier.Floodwaters submerged roads.Viewed from the shore, it looks like a fairly large city, but inside the city, it is not very large.But I guess it must have been beautiful here before the war! Due to the cholera epidemic, cafeterias and cafes have been closed. All Japanese shops, not a single commoner. For the battlefield, the first entry is food and prostitutes. The Third Division is stationed here.To march from Bengbu to Hankou, you must first walk forty miles in the direction of Luzhou on a mountain road.Wanted to buy something sweet but ended up with canned pineapple instead.In Kaifeng and Xuzhou, a pack of spare cigarettes costs ten yuan, but here a pack of twenty-five cigarettes costs only one yen and fifty yuan.Instead of camping in Bengbu, I set off directly, walked more than two miles, and camped in a small village below the hills.It rained heavily at night, and the roof was almost leaking.

August eleventh. At the beginning of the march, it was raining heavily, and the raindrops fell on the ground like crazy.The roads are muddy and difficult for vehicles to pass.The shoes were sunk deep in the mud.In less than a minute, his whole body was soaked, like taking a shower with a backpack on his back, the wet military uniform stuck tightly to his dirty skin. On the way, I met the heavy soldiers of the Tenth Division.They also found it difficult to move forward as they struggled with the muddy road.In the heavy rain, a series of low hills stretched into the distance, and we had to climb over them.Looking from a distance, the scenery of this mountain is very good. Looking at the hazy scenery of rain, it is like looking at the mountains and rivers of my hometown.But for the heavy rain like a waterfall, I also feel unbearable hatred.When resting, you cannot leave your backpack in the mud.At first, I had to stand and rest with my backpack on my back, but gradually I couldn't resist the growing fatigue, so I had to put down my backpack and sit on the muddy floor.

From time to time, small villages were seen along the road, but all the houses in the village were burned down, not a single one was left, only ruins remained.This situation has never been seen in Northern China.During the attack on Nanking, all the villages were burnt to the ground. Now that we see this scene, we can't help but feel that we have come to Central China. Marched six miles today.At around one o'clock in the afternoon, for some unknown reason, I stopped for three hours on a low hill in the rain, probably because it was difficult for vehicles to pass.The rain soaked the whole body, and the whole body was cold.

He was ordered to serve as the guard of the brigade.As soon as I arrived at the dormitory, I immediately went to the team headquarters that had been settled in the dilapidated house.The inside and outside of the house were so muddy that there was no place to stand.When the rain finally stopped, they lit a fire in the yard to dry clothes, used the water in the kettle to make miso soup, cooked and ate.Because I was so hungry, I felt very fragrant.The moon appeared in the clear night sky after the rain, big and round.There is a particularly bright star next to the moon. I breathe with all my might, the air is fresh, pure and comforting, that's how I feel right now.Unknowingly, I forgot my fatigue, and felt reborn. What a beautiful and peaceful night. Sitting on a low broken brown bed, I smoked while baking clothes.Physical fatigue fades away with the smoke of cigarettes.

No matter what the occasion, as soon as you return to the dormitory, you will feel relaxed. "Hey, the moon is so round!" I said. "Today is the Obon Festival (the Obon Festival, also known as the Obon Festival, the 15th day of the seventh month in the lunar calendar, a Buddhist ceremony held by Buddhists to remember their ancestors.) Well!" It seems that the big man really Song Looking at the sky, he said, "The people in my hometown are dancing! They are probably forming a circle in the square of Guanyin Hall, singing folk songs and dancing!" "Is it the Obon Festival in the Gregorian calendar? Or the Obon Festival in the lunar calendar?" "It's in the Gregorian calendar." "Ah, is that right? It's the Obon Festival in the Gregorian calendar!" It's the Obon Festival, the round moon is probably the Obon Festival! It's ten o'clock, and the square of Guanyin Hall is probably full of dancing and spectators!Kikuo from Fujima told me: "Starting from this year, people in Fujima will also celebrate the Obon Festival in the Gregorian calendar." I thought of Tanabata (Qixi, that is, the seventh day of the seventh month in the lunar calendar, the day when the legendary Cowherd and Weaver Girl meet. ) section of long strips of paper and bamboo.Qixi Festival was my favorite festival when I was a child.I remember when I was a child, early in the morning, I secretly worried that my bamboo covered with long paper strips was not as beautiful as others. I floated it in the sea, and then I went to the seaside cemetery to pay homage. Sooner or later, I greeted people and said, "Festival it is good!" Will next year's Obon Festival be held in Japan?I look at the moon in China and miss the inland deeply. We don't have festivals like Obon or New Year's, we just have wars.We have to march tomorrow, so we must have enough sleep.But swarms of mosquitoes were "buzzing" around my ears, and I couldn't sleep at all. August 12th. I heard that today's march is four and a half miles.Four and a half miles, great!The vehicle cannot move forward.After lining up the formation ready to go, he was ordered to sweep the village. It is said that the guns of Kumano, Komazawa and five other soldiers of the squadron were taken away by the coolies.It was said that an officer had been robbed of everything, including his saber.The ones who snatched the weapons were probably bandits!They are those Chinese people. When we first entered this village, they stayed in the burnt-out dilapidated houses.Not a single woman, all young and middle-aged men.In order to have people with backpacks on the march from tomorrow, I caught them, gave them cigarettes and snacks, and went to bed.He must have been cleverly tricked by these bandits.We've used coolies a few times in the past, but we've never been robbed of a gun.Although coolies escaped, they never took our things. But this time not only our troops, it is said that other troops passing by also had their weapons robbed.It seems that they pretended to be good citizens and snatched them from the passing troops.That's how they collected their weapons, and when they were ready for action they were a menace to Depot Road. We raided nearby villages.The overcoat and leg wraps stolen from which army were found, and the captured peasant also confessed. Depart in the afternoon.The third squadron is the vanguard squadron, and the third squadron is the vanguard.My first unit was ordered to be a liaison soldier.Arrive at the destination of the day around 8:00 pm.There are many pumpkins in the surrounding fields.We cooked a lot to fill our hungry bellies.I can't say how delicious it is. The shirt was completely soaked with sweat, and I couldn't sleep because of the discomfort, so I washed the shirt and trousers and put them on the fire to bake.At this time, I received an order to live here tomorrow.Usually, when I arrive at the dormitory, I cook, do laundry, bake, make beds, etc., and sleep very little, which is very hard work.Everyone was very happy when they heard that they would live here tomorrow. "Ah! Don't leave tomorrow! Don't sleep! Just chat!" Someone shouted.There is joy and lightheartedness in this sound. The squadron gave a tent and hung it in the room without a roof. The village has been destroyed, and few decent houses can be found. As if there was an earthquake, the roofs collapsed, the rubble piled up, and the beams fell to the ground. We gathered beds and planks and made some On the bed, mosquitoes were flying in swarms.Taking into account the dew at night, a tent was set up above, lying on the hard wooden boards and looking at the moon.There was no wind and it was very hot.Just now, I was talking loudly for the joy of being stationed, but at some point, the voice became "twittering" and became quieter, and they all fell asleep due to fatigue. I slept late and got up at nine in the morning.Feeling tired, I got up lazily and hurried to wash up.There is a square in front of the house, and dates have already grown on the jujube trees.There was a yellow pond, I jumped into it for bathing and swimming, and it was noon. Three Meiji toffees, one canned biscuit, a little beer, and two packs of cigarettes (Golden Bat Brand) were distributed.It is rare to send out so many things during the march.In addition, a little sugar was added. In the corner of the room, there are red beans and flour of poor quality.I wanted to make some red bean soup quickly, so I took out the sugar I was given to make red bean soup. The soldiers were greedy.Because there is less sugar, if you cook less, you can taste the sweetness. I want to drink more, but I cook a lot, but the result is tasteless like water.At three o'clock in the afternoon, an order came suddenly, and Second Lieutenant Murashita and ten others had to set off first. "Oops, oops..." They made a sound that was almost a sigh and set off. Lying under the jujube tree, enjoying the cool breeze, eating jujube, smoking a cigarette, looking at the gentle hillside with green grass, I feel very comfortable.The mountain is full of green grass, and the slope is not steep and the inclination is not high. I really want to go up for a walk.The sorghum field at the foot of the mountain is as wide as the sea, and the reddish-brown sorghum ears undulate.It seems that rice is also grown here, and the rice seedlings have grown to a height of more than one foot.The country of China is a completely quiet country, and there is no sound of machinery at all.We lay in the shade, smoking cigarettes and looking out over the hills.At this time, the mood is very peaceful, without any distracting thoughts, worries and pains. In the afternoon, I found a Chinese man sitting in a hiding place with a quilt in his arms, so he beat him with a stick and kicked him with leather shoes. It's not that he did anything bad, but in our eyes, they are equal to animals.I don't know if he has orchitis or a hernia, but he has a big testicle that touches the ground.He pointed to his testicles and apologized with his hands on the ground, as if to say that he was sick.But I didn't let him go, what does your big testicles have to do with us?You let me see, I'm not a doctor, how dare you let me see this dirty thing!I mercilessly went up and kicked him. He probably couldn't take it anymore, threw down the quilt, and escaped with his testicles in his arms. After dinner, enjoying the cool, the moon is missing a small piece. "Komazawa, are there animals living in that moon? The black part is similar to the land of the earth, and the white part is probably the sea?" I looked at the moon and asked. "Perhaps it is! You stare carefully at that black patch, like a smiling face." "My parents, brothers, and her are all looking in that direction, looking at the moon in the sky, right? We are also looking at it now. Thinking about it this way, I feel that although I have come here thousands of miles away, I have never been here. From the perspective of the entire universe, it is just like ants crawling. No matter how great things people have done, compared with the universe, they are really insignificant." "Yeah! It seems like I'm doing something stupid. I'm probably celebrating the Obon Festival in the mainland and eating dumplings!" Komazawa said, looking eager to eat. "Ah, I really want to eat sweet dumplings." I sighed.Even though thousands of miles apart, everyone is still looking at the same sky and the same moon.From the perspective of the universe, what we do is really boring and insignificant. In war, whether it is between individuals or countries, there must be winners and losers, and the loser will be very miserable. "Well, how's it going? Did the woman write? My Mikatsu doesn't write to me at all, but I don't write to her either." "Really? I'm probably watching the moon while eating dumplings with my second lover!" "Maybe so. But I don't care at all. The tea gets cold when people leave!" "That girl, she was the object of my sexual desire when I was young." "Pingzhan's heavy soldier said that the two had been living together before the expedition, and the geisha was obsessed with him from the bottom of her heart and often gave him money. But after the expedition, the woman went to North Korea to become a prostitute, and he sent four A letter, asking to send some pocket money, but I heard that none of them were answered. He seems to understand completely—the girls in those brothels are all that kind of stuff." "Really? That person who is called Hei Liqiao is this kind of person." I looked at the moon and thought of Sansheng.All these women are like that.When the two are together, she is obsessed with you to death, and once they leave, she will completely forget about you.Their passion is like a flame. When they are together, they are so in love that they can't breathe, saying: "I will never forget you." But after parting, they will immediately forget each other and fall in love with another man.I felt no attachment to Mikatsu, the geisha. My affection for her was nothing more than a sympathetic love for her intense love for me. To part means to forget. The traitor Lu Digen (Lu Digen (1003-1982), Japanese novelist and critic. Formerly known as Shukou Gong. He participated in the proletarian literature movement while studying at Tokyo Imperial University. He went to Shanghai in 1936 and met Lu Xun and Guo Moruo. and others, organized the Japanese anti-war alliance and engaged in anti-war propaganda. He returned to China in 1946 and was imprisoned by the US military as a spy suspect for one year, known as the "Ludi incident."), after graduating from Imperial University, as a left-wing writer, Racking his meager brains, fiddling with his bald pen.He couldn't see the hope of success in Japan, so he went to China, and now when the incident happened, he didn't want to go back to Japan, and he was praised by a group of useless low-energy left-wing writers in China, saying that he was an excellent writer who graduated from Japan's Imperial University , because his thoughts were out of tune with the country, he came to China and held a celebration for him.Hotheaded and carried away, he traveled from Shanghai to Nanjing, and then from Nanjing to Hankou, acting together with Chiang Kai-shek, and finally became a traitor, spreading rumors to confuse the public. From nowhere came the voices of a man and a woman broadcasting in fluent Japanese, spreading rumors that this couple was probably Lu Digen and his wife, and it was said that his wife was a dancer in Shanghai. The following are one or two rumors broadcast, which were heard on military radios: When the 16th divisions of Ohno, Sukawa, and Noda were attacking Weishi City, they were repulsed by the powerful Chinese army. As soon as it was half burned, they left the vehicle and the horses and fled in a hurry.Now Japan's Sixteenth Division is facing the tragic fate of total destruction.The Chinese Army is chasing and destroying them with excellent soldiers and weapons. This is a demagogic propaganda about our army rushing to deploy defenses because of the Yellow River's embankment breach. It's really ridiculous! Japanese officers and soldiers, Itagaki could no longer fight in Taierzhuang, and had already been severely hit by the excellent Chinese army, and their vitality was severely damaged.Although he lost thousands of soldiers' lives, what's the point of returning to the country as a secretary of war? This is a mockery of General Itagaki, the commander of the Fifth Division, being promoted to Minister of War.In addition, in the front line of Shanxi, leaflets with the following content written in Japanese were scattered on the roads: Hurry up and challenge your jihad!Challenge the hopeless war of stupid, deceiving words!What did you do in China after leaving your crying wives and children?There are wives waiting for you at home, and your children are crying.Your battle is unwinnable, hurry back and stop fighting.Travel expenses will be paid by the kind Chinese army.Surrender now!Those who surrendered came to the Chinese army to collect travel expenses! These Chinese people!No, it's Lu Digen!She is so cute that she thinks that she can fool the Japanese soldiers with these innocent words.These are paper bombs, sound bombs, and to us it's just a stink bomb. A moonlit night, a quiet night, a night where everything is silent.Ah, still the vast land, the mysterious world.There is neither war nor civilization, only the old quiet world, far from the word "cool" world! August fourteenth. Departure at half past six in the morning.The journey is three and a half miles.Came to Yongkang Town, Dingyuan County. The town of Yongkang, located on the upper reaches of the river, is still devoid of any common people.There is a very clear river.The heavy soldiers of the Tenth Division and the horses and heavy soldiers of the Second Division came from far away and went further away, forming a long row, end to end, walking for a whole day. The word "Dingyuan" reminds me of what our ancestors said during the Sino-Japanese War - "Have you seen Dingyuan (Dingyuan, the name of the warship of the Beiyang Fleet in the Sino-Japanese Sino-Japanese War of 1898-1985)?" It was a heroic fighting posture, ready to fight, vowing to destroy the enemy ship. In this small village with a low location, there is a house with a hopeful building. There are many books scattered on its second floor, including English, chemistry, geometry, algebra, physics and so on.Maybe a middle school teacher or student once lived here!After dinner, they practiced and sang military songs in the grass, and Second Lieutenant Tumoto, who had just come from the mainland, sang the "Hinomaru March", which is popular in the mainland today. "The dowry cabinet where my sister is about to get married contains the excitement of my mother." He sang this sentence several times.It was the first time I heard "Hinomaru March" from him, and I felt a little offended and looked down upon.It's a cheesy, worthless ballad that's been passed around the streets.Can this cheap ballad make people feel the war?This is a sad view of war. In this song, there is neither the fighting spirit of the people nor the wartime consciousness of going forward bravely. War is not a dream, it is reality.Not a romance, but a violent struggle.I despise this second lieutenant who is singing that kind of song triumphantly. I heard the recruits reciting poems, and the reciting was quite good. A sonorous and powerful sound of reciting poems merged into the grass in the evening. I really wanted to hear it many times. August fifteenth. In the morning, we put on our backpacks again.The roads are bad.Originally, the Tenth Division was tasked with building roads, but now our brigade will take over for them.We settled down in Zhujiawan, where there is no sea.The third team was ordered to be the direct guard of the brigade headquarters, so we had to stand guard day and night. The village is filthy and there is little to feel clean except for the sunlit blue sky. We swept from indoors to outdoors, and the road was cleaned. The door panels were removed to make beds, and mosquito nets were hung up.Still a lot of flies. There are often scorpions crawling on the walls of houses, and at night, bats fly in groups in black masses.Only the east side is a not-so-steep hillside, and the rest are endless open fields. There is a small gate on the east side of this village. Although it has the shape of a gate, it can't prevent anything.I've been whistle here all day.During the day it was just one person, and at night it was increased to five people.Each of us has an anti-mosquito net, which is shaped like a barrel, and the brackets of the net are made of wire.Covering it from head to toe, with tarp gloves on, it was unbearably hot.When marching, fold up this mosquito net and stack it on the backpack. We look like the nihilistic monk standing at the door for alms. The other teams sweat every day to repair the road. "Broken Pot" Cao grew up with rare uremia, which was rewarded to him by a Chinese prostitute in Kaifeng.The operation was performed without anesthesia, and he grumbled in pain.Hearing the groans, everyone ridiculed him: "Hmph! Do you know it hurts now?" When I stood on guard and lay down and slept, I was thinking this way: I will work hard to get several million yuan, and I can give tens of thousands to each of my relatives, so that none of them is poor.Of course I will also give to my brothers, I want to give hundreds of thousands to Brother Heitaro first.Jiro also needs to give more, followed by Mao-kun, Chuxiong, etc. I want to make them all rich.I also have to spend hundreds of thousands to develop my underdeveloped hometown. Railways are needed, and fisheries must also develop.For the development of my hometown, even if hundreds of thousands are needed, I have to spend this money.In addition, for the sake of the poor in my hometown, I will also give them money without hesitation.I want to do that.If I have money, I will use it endlessly for my family, for my hometown, and for the poor. The painful experience of borrowing money gave me such dreams, and I pictured them one by one in my mind.I thought August 11th was the Obon Festival, but I heard it was the 14th.The moon began to fade.Those poor comrades-in-arms who died are probably being greeted by the light of lanterns tonight, and they should return to their parents! what!Mitsuo Takiguchi, when I think of you, I feel bad! I will never forget him no matter what.His image is deeply imprinted on my heart.How I longed to march and eat with Takiguchi. Read the book "General Ishihara Wanji" collected by Second Lieutenant Murashita.Like all biographies, this one is only about his good side. It is said that Major General Ishihara has faith.A person with strong self-confidence. , I also want to be a person of faith. Life is all about self-cultivation and struggle.Pain on the battlefield is also self-cultivation.To be a person who overcomes any heat and overcomes any pain, this is the journey I, Toshiro, will take to complete my personality.On this journey, we must constantly reflect and improve. It seems that the author Xixiang's kung fu is not enough, and the writing has no strength.My favorite critic is Sanshirō Okado. The thirty-six-year-old reserve soldier named Kumano in our unit is a very annoying man.Everyone said that he was a person who relied exclusively on foreign aid.His mantra is "there's always a way".He always expects the unattainable, and even if he expected the result, he would not make a plan and take it seriously.Even though he knew there would be no more cigarettes, he kept smoking them as if he had plenty left.He only wants to rely on others, but he refuses to make the slightest effort himself. He always hopes that someone will say, "Give it to you!" This is the kind of person who will hate you twice as much if he doesn't get what he wants.