Chapter 34 Toshiro Diary (32)

August sixteenth. Teams 1 and 2 were wielding round shovels all day long to build roads.Because of the bad road, it is very difficult for vehicles to pass.Five cholera patients appeared in the Kondo Unit (40th Regiment), we don't call them Kondo Unit but "Cholera Unit". August eighteenth. At the entrance of Zhujiawan, a military horse died. I don't know which regiment's military horse it was.The maggots under the flies were like snow, and the corpses swelled up as if they were inflated. Why didn't his owner bury the poor horse, exhausted on the hard road in the scorching heat?Could it be that there is no time on the march?We provided water and buried it.

There is no sea, but it is called Zhujiawan.Is the port without the sea the village? I don't know who asked a strange question: Do you know what kind of bird the bird of compassion is?Everyone was at a loss and laughed. August 20th. Go to the sentry post at the east gate of Zhujiawan.Red sorghum ears undulate.When I was in Kaifeng, I wrote in a letter: "There are a lot of sorghum, and it is about to mature." Now it is the harvest season.After all, this is Central China, and only wheat is seen in North China, but rice is planted here.These rice plants have matured.Everywhere the ponds were dry to the bottom, because the soldiers had drained the water dry in order to catch fish.The trout in the pond were more than two feet long, and the farmers quietly came to peek at the empty pond with worried eyes.Farmers, no matter which country they are from, besides knowing themselves, they hope that the seeds sown on the land will bear fruit.However, the water had dried up, and they left very disturbed.In Japan eggplants are grown in pots and are white in color, but here they are black, large and grown in fields.The sweet potato is as white as a radish. At first I thought it was a radish, but after a closer look, I realized that it was a sweet potato. It may not be ripe yet, and the taste is not very good.I feel very strange.

August twenty-first. It is said that there was a heavy rain about ten days ago. Worried that the passage of the Jinpu Line would be difficult, the headquarters of the regiment set up a train for five days.Recently, it has been a hot day again, and the daytime is very hot.However, compared with the time of attacking Dangshan and Ningling, no matter how hot it is.The sun is not too strong, but at night, it is a bit chilly.If you sleep in the wild, you will shiver with cold.At two o'clock in the morning, the crescent moon broke through the clouds and rose from the tip of the sorghum spike.If in Japan, it rises from the top of the mountain.This is a big crescent moon, under the hazy moonlight, the cool wind blows the sorghum "rustling".Both the sun and the moon rise from the earth and then fall to the earth.The sun peeked over the sorghum spikes in the fields to the east, while the moon set in the green fields to the west.Vast land.What a leisurely land!This vast land is far behind the level of world culture.

Flint and muskets, almost primitive peasant life. Farmers in Northern China live in houses with earthen roofs, but in this area, probably because of rice cultivation, they live in houses with thatched roofs. Last night, I saw the process of the scorpion clamping the cockroach with its two crab-like pincers and sucking blood from its head.It seems that scorpions suck the blood of insects.There are a lot of scorpions in this area, whether it is in the wetland or in the house, you can see scorpions crawling in that strange posture everywhere. I don't know where I picked up the "temporary supplement" - "On-Site Report of the Imperial Army's Occupation", which is the "historical story" of the first anniversary of the incident.

One year anniversary, by the way, it's been one year, I've been out for a year, but I feel like it's been a long time. Flip through the magazine page by page.The battle of attacking Nanjing came into my eyes, recalling the various scenes of attacking Nanjing, I couldn't help but burst into tears. The time we arrived in Tianjin was September 16 last year.Two months and eight days have passed since the gunshot at the Marco Polo Bridge on July 7.The streets of Tianjin are covered with barbed wire, and the ruins of the bombing are vivid.There is no lively scene on the street.Post offices are run by laymen.The first impression when I arrived in Tianjin was extremely bad.It is not at all seen that the expatriates there expressed any friendly gratitude to the soldiers who rescued them. It is said that today's Tianjin has become a gateway to North China due to the pacification of North China, and is showing a scene of prosperity.Before the incident, there were 11,000 Japanese in Tianjin. After the incident, the number of Japanese increased by 10,000 to 21,000.Even so, from Tianjin's total population of 1.38 million, it is less than 2%.In Tianjin, there are many people working in hotels, restaurants, geisha, etc. It is said that the hotels are overcrowded.It is said that even Shijiazhuang, which had no Japanese before the incident, now has more than 2,000 Japanese stationed there.It may continue to develop in the future!Every time we occupy a city, after a month, dozens or hundreds of Japanese will definitely come to open shops, almost all of which are brothels, restaurants, and taverns.The goal of those merchants was to aim at the wallets of the soldiers.Their timely approach cannot but arouse my resentment.There is a Japanese brothel in Zhangde, and the woman in charge is a single woman who came here from Kyushu to do business.I admire this woman's courage and ability.The first time we entered Zhangde was in February, when the people in the city of Zhangde were very afraid of us.Two months later, we went to Zhangde again. The streets were full of vigor and prosperity, and the common people expressed their friendliness to us. The children had already learned Japanese and could even speak a few words.Only two months away!I can't help but marvel at the changes in these two months.

August twenty-second. Uncomfortably boring.The whole day lay on the wooden board and described his future.It's such a shame that precious days are spent meaninglessly like this.When I think that this day will never come again in my life, I feel bad.If there is a book to read, I will feel that today is meaningful. No matter what books people read, they will always improve.Leaving reading means stagnation or regression. Suddenly I was driven by an urge to write something. I picked up the pen and wanted to concentrate on writing.But lately no thought or feeling has been produced in my head.

Lately my mind has been sleeping. When you come to the battlefield, a whole year will pass.During this period it seems to be completely cut off from the type.When writing a letter, the inconspicuous Chinese characters will also be forgotten.There are probably a lot of typos in the letter I sent!People who read the letter will definitely think: Oh!Why is Toshiro so illiterate?Today I picked out Chinese characters from magazines and made them into a dictionary.And I feel chilling because I have so many Chinese characters I don’t know, it’s really chilling. War and STDs.There are a lot of STD patients recently.The longer the war drags on, the more people will suffer from this disease.

In the initial stage of our expedition, there was no STD patient.It can be said that we sacrificed our lives to participate in the jihad for the motherland.Absolute modesty makes us a high-level person, but it is contemptuous and even disgusting for prostitutes.But with the prolongation of the war years, gradually loose, lazy, loose, hooligan habits and other wildness will grow in the minds of soldiers—not only soldiers, but even officers.Its performance is suffering from sexually transmitted diseases.As the war lasts for a long time, the minds of officers and soldiers become disregarded.Especially soldiers, they have no purpose, no hope, so it is getting worse.This is because the soldiers have not yet realized that this is a real jihad, and have not yet felt the joy of the tribute and the sacrifice.Jihad - yeah, we haven't seen it clearly, we haven't grasped what it means. "Subdue the disobedient, and give to every nation a proper place."—Haven't really understood this yet.This is because the soldiers did not realize enough that they are the apostles of God.

It is said that in the First World War, the number of venereal disease patients in the German army continued to increase, and finally reached 4%, which is a terrible figure.Just now the military doctor of the First Brigade said: "About 2% of people suffer from sexually transmitted diseases." Tianjin has set up a specialized hospital for sexually transmitted diseases, gathering experts in this field, and doing everything possible to treat them.When Private First Class Komazawa lived in this hospital, it was said that there were about one regiment of officers and soldiers suffering from venereal diseases.

In the barracks of the brigade, I met Second Lieutenant Matsushita, the captain of the fourth squadron of the 1st Squadron of the 16th Engineering Corps.The second lieutenant was once the squad leader of Sergeant Cao Hengshan Jun.The No. 1 Engineer Squadron was assigned to our Kimura Brigade to build roads and lived in the room next to our dormitory.If Jun Hengshan is still alive, we can look at the moon at the Obon Festival together in Zhujiawan and talk about things in our hometown!But now... when I think of this, I miss him more and more, recalling many things about him.Second Lieutenant Matsushita told me about the last situation of Yokoyama Jun.

Because the defeated Chinese soldiers destroyed the embankments of the Yellow River, the river flooded a large area of ​​land.In order for my glorious Sixteenth Division to escape from the flood as soon as possible, a large number of scouts were sent.The headquarters of the division is located in Weishi City.At this time, the first brigade of the 20th regiment of our army was stationed in Nancaoji, three miles south of Weishi City.At around 4:00 p.m. on June 14, Army Cao Hengshan Jun was ordered to lead five subordinates to conduct water reconnaissance from Weishi City.They took light sailboats with them. First reconnaissance of Wuliji, which is three miles away, and then reconnaissance of Shibaliji, Wuliji and Shibaliji are important traffic routes for friendly forces, and it is their task to reconnaissance this main road.Before the flooding, these villages were all major traffic routes for friendly forces, and trucks drove frequently.I wonder if these scouts will be a little paralyzed mentally? Since there were no enemies here before the flood, they took only five rifles. In the Army, light machine gun squads are supplemented by rifle squads for reconnaissance.This is because infantry scouts are always placed at the forefront, and infantry is always fighting on the front line, and should be more vigilant than other arms.Even in a safe place, never be negligent.Even if the place to go is only Wuliucho (a unit of length in Japan, 1 town is approximately equal to 109 meters.) from the position of the troops, the gun will never leave the hand.The supply soldiers, engineers, and artillery soldiers are working soldiers, so their vigilance is very weak, and they even go out without weapons.They are those "newborn calves are not afraid of tigers".The infantry can always run into the enemy, so they know what the enemy will do and who the enemy is.Whether they realize it or not, it is almost second nature for infantrymen to have offense and defense on their minds. At this point, there is a difference between those who work on the front line and these people, and this difference determines the number of accidents.When the infantry went to requisition food and grass, it can be said that no one was killed by the bandits, but the heavy soldiers and artillery lost their lives in vain because of their carelessness or lack of preparation. Besides, it was a big mistake to send only six scouts to the engineering corps.If there is no light machine gun, more should be equipped, and at least two detachments should act together.Hengshan Jun and his team went from waterway reconnaissance to Shibaliji, completed the task, and prepared to return.But Heng Shanchun went to Wuliji again just to be on the safe side.Wuliji has already been reconnaissance once, and there is no need to go again.But for some reason, he ordered three people to guard the boat, and led the other two to Wuliji by himself.When the three guards were looking at the canvas boat floating on the water, they heard gunshots from the direction of Wuliji.Although he felt strange, he couldn't abandon the ship, so he kept praying for the safety of Jun Hengshan and the others, and waited for their return.As soon as the gunfire stopped for a while, there was noise behind the guards. At first glance, it turned out that bandits were attacking, and the three of them fled back in a small boat while fighting. It was June fifteenth.According to the second lieutenant, we set off at 4:00 p.m., because it was relatively late, so we stayed in Wuliji.The soldiers said that they lived in Wuliji because they lost their way. The second lieutenant took the three soldiers who had escaped back to the division staff and asked them to report the situation.So the glorious Sixteenth Division, with gratitude and condolences to Yokoyama Jun and the others, passed through the waterway they had scouted, and retreated while advancing. According to the report of the three soldiers, a search party was dispatched to search for Yokoyama Jun and the others who were probably dead bodies.They were not found on the first day or the second day, and it was not until the third day that the respectable three people who persisted in fighting to the end were found in the river.Despicable and cruel enemies have slaughtered these warriors, and the tragedy is unsightly.Jun Hengshan's intestines were pulled out, and his hands and feet were cut off. Ah, dear Yokoyama Jun, you probably have tears of remorse in your eyes, and you would rather die than surrender for the sake of dignity!I grieve so much for missing you. If Yokoyama Jun was still alive, he would definitely be looking at the night sky of the Obon Festival and talking about his hometown! I pray: Yokoyama Jun who is far away in the underworld, rest in peace! Although we are separated by Yin and Yang, whenever I think of you, I can't stop thinking about you, and weep sadly again and again. This season last year was the day when we both excitedly received the conscription order! August twenty-fourth. There are many bats in Zhujiawan.At night, countless bats will fly out from under the roof.Bats, like sparrows, make their nests under the eaves.These bats cooked a lot of shit on our heads, black dry shit the size of a grain of rice. Last year on this evening there was a performance event.On the way back that day, I went to Shizuko's room.She didn't come back until after twelve o'clock.At about three o'clock in the morning, I heard the noise of people outside the house, and when I listened carefully, I heard the voice of "conscription orders are coming". After four o'clock, I left her room and came to the town hall, and saw that people were already crowded. A group of people gathered there, like drawing a fortune lottery.The group of people who seemed to have drawn lots were chattering, and there were five or six geisha sitting in the shade, and the faces that smelled of white powder also showed anxiety and curiosity: Who will participate in this war?Will there be a "he" of its own?It was already five or six o'clock, and the crowd hadn't dispersed, even the police came.I only heard people talking: probably they are busy choosing!It must be around eight o'clock!etc.Because there was a forecast in advance, the town hall was also lit, waiting for the car carrying the conscription order to drive quickly from the Gangno Office.Impatient with waiting, many people went home one after another. I also went home because I didn't sleep at all. At around eight o'clock in the morning on the 25th, the assembly order for recruiting finally arrived.The handyman at the town office hurriedly said to me: "Please stamp the receipt!" At this moment, I thought excitedly: "Here we come!" coming!It's finally here!But I didn't panic at all, the thoughts in my mind swelled up, and I was sleepy just now, but as soon as my body cheered up, the drowsiness disappeared immediately. Immediately, I sent telegrams in all directions and wrote letters to my middle school friends Iwajiro Sugiura, Joji Kimura, Keinan Niwa, Ryoji Saito, and Seiichi Nakae.I wrote: Please forgive me for writing to you one last time, I have been honorably enlisted. It turns out that the time has come when the kendo that I learned sporadically at school will actually work. Brothers, please be happy for my application! After writing the letter, I am very happy.He seemed calm while being happy.Sister Tongzi and Hatsue came, and I was surrounded by souvenirs and banners with "Long Live" written on them.On the twenty-eighth, Kakimoto came wearing wide-rimmed glasses and trousers with slits, and the two of us drank at Yoshinoya that night. Boyhood friends in the Valley, and the kids had a big rally for me.I took one last swim with them on the beach after the scorching heat.On the day of departure, they banked my money on the second floor inside.The mother, who didn't like children, invited the children, which made me happy.Mother is all about making me happy. On the 28th, I bid farewell to Shizuko for the last time.The farewell night of this day is the most unforgettable for me.There are two days left before departure, and I am determined to leave, but I don't feel nostalgic for her at all.Because I was going to visit the shrine on the 30th, I was afraid of getting my body dirty with a woman the night before, so I didn't visit Shizuko again. It rained continuously for thirty days.Aunt Ji Sanjia asked me, "Didn't you come to see her last night?" I said, "Yes, I didn't."Presumably Jingzi must cry very sadly, it is very distressing!I also thought that it would be great if I could meet her, but I didn't go to see her because I had to visit the shrine and I couldn't get my body dirty. On the day of departure, it was windy and windy.I put on my raincoat and went everywhere to say goodbye.Ayin cried and stammered, "I wish you health and safety." Moved by her tears, I cried too. Miss Sheng from the beauty salon greeted me from the second floor with tears in her eyes.I braved the rain to go to Jisanjia to say my last farewell.Aunt Ji Sanjia was standing in the yard. Just as I was about to say "please take care", my eyes were wet and I couldn't speak.The aunt also felt sad, turned her face away, and avoided saying hello. The word "goodbye" is very important. It seems to make people feel that this word can separate the two people, and they will never see each other.I just didn't say it.Everyone turned their faces away in silence, full of parting sorrow.The passion of the two is wandering in the air, what a touching truth! I felt warm in my heart because of this excited enthusiasm being suppressed. I felt that Jingzi was a little bit out of control, but he couldn't say hello to me. When he said hello, what he wanted to say in his heart was changed into words, and he felt blocked in his heart.Jingzi was crying, but I had already made up my mind, so I didn't feel any sorrow, but comforted her calmly. On the day of departure, I was surrounded by many people who saw me off and boarded the truck. Looking around, there are people seeing off everywhere.Suddenly I heard "Shiro, Shiro" shouting, and I saw that it was Setsuko and sisters running over.I get the warmest farewells from both of them and thank them from the bottom of my heart. The car drove forward over the mountains.When I arrived at Mineyama Station, my aunt and cousin Kayo who lived by the river came to see me off.Blood ties are the most precious. Aunt Jisanjia once whispered, "I will take you to Fengshan instead of her." When I thought of this, tears of gratitude filled my eyes. I was immersed in the recollection of the time of departure, and fell into nostalgia. August twenty-fifth. The first to leave Zhujiawan.Departure at seven o'clock in the morning.It's hot weather that doesn't even feel the breeze.Forced marches exacerbated fatigue.The nights were hot and the mosquito bites made it impossible to sleep and exhausted.The road is extremely difficult to walk, and there is no water, so we have to use the muddy water in the pond for cooking.An unfortunate but admirable thing happened. A recruit named Shanzhong, in a rapid march, walked through the heavy vehicles that were driving hard on the muddy road. Because he was too tired at the time, his steps staggered, and the gun, which was the soul of a soldier, hit the vehicle and broke it.Looking at the gun that had been broken in two, he deeply felt that he had not fulfilled his responsibility, and wanted to apologize with death, determined to dedicate his life resolutely in the next battle.Overcoming fatigue and thirst, he walked desperately. Only relying on self-blame to myself, I walked hard, and finally fell down, and I died when I fell down.The recruit in the mountains died at last, and he lived until he died.What a tragic spirit, it is much harder to go straight to death than to be shot by the enemy! It is absolutely impossible to do without extraordinary endurance and strong will. If it were an ordinary person, they might even yell before falling down.His death was of course listed as a battle death. Guns—certainly material, but for soldiers, it is spiritual.In the mountains are Japanese soldiers. I was deeply moved by his precious spirit. His body was cremated, the holy flame reflected the night sky, and his indomitable spirit was once again revived in our minds.At three o'clock in the morning, the team leader came here specially, took off his hat in front of the torch, and praised his valuable behavior. August 29th. I finally arrived at Luzhou, which is a very dirty city.Not a single commoner. Every house was destroyed in a mess, there was no place to step down, and the soldiers defecated everywhere, the stench was suffocating, and cholera broke out, which was worrying.We found a passable house as a dormitory, and we will defend here for the time being.The door panels were removed and spread on the ground, and a Japanese-style room was built quickly. August 30th. Luzhou, also called Hefei, is a relatively large city.The city walls are well-built with city bricks, and the roads are wide, but no ordinary people pass by now. I acted as a sentry and walked to the sentry post at Xiaodongmen.There is a row of dirty houses near Xiaodongmen. Luzhou, which was hit hard by the war, is full of dirt, chaos, dirt and cholera.We tidied up the house, put a table in the house, put a bench in front of the table, and set up guards.There is a pier outside the small east gate, on which compressed biscuits, beer, soft drinks, canned pineapples and other foodstuffs are stacked high.On the muddy river more than 20 meters wide, there are dozens of boats of about ten tons used as fishing boats in the inland. These boats are full of food and arrive at 9:00 am and 6:00 pm.I heard that the sailing boats of the folks in my hometown will also come to the pier of this river, and I will probably see Gunsong sooner or later!I looked at the river and looked forward to it with joy. The sentries sometimes came to steal some compressed biscuits, and gnawed them "crackling" at night to relieve sleepiness. A Chinese man drove a small sailboat to transport pigs to the pier.This is where the food piles up. August 31st. After being laid off, just after unloading the equipment, the owner of Shinzawa, Mr. Kame-kun from Suemono, and Mr. Kojiro Onitou suddenly came to visit.I was astonished, because I never dreamed of seeing these crews on the battlefield.I felt very homely, as if breathing the air of Japan again.I got a real gold thread, a pack of cigarettes and a can of milk. They are said to be under contract until the end of October.They said to me: "As soon as November comes, you can go back to the mainland. Take care and work hard!" The word "inland" sounds like a dream, and I feel that it is in another world beyond reach. September 1st. Nothing to do, just lie prone on the blanket and write a letter.Write to Sasaki Kenichi, Saito Ryoji, mother, Yoshimine Yujiro, Shitoto Risaburo, Fujiwara Kikuo, Toko sister, father, Kakimoto Futo, brother and others. September 4th. It was my turn to go to Xiaodongmen to watch.He took bullets, guns, rice and lunch boxes and went to the sentry.Since I'm the sentry leader and I'm bored sitting at my desk, I read the magazine.At this moment, three army civilians with dark faces came over and said, "I want to see Dong from the Third Squadron." This group of people is Gan Song and the others. I was inspired by the joy of meeting friends unexpectedly in such a strange place. At first glance, it was almost unrecognizable.Gun Song seems to be the captain, very stable.Make an appointment to visit him on board in the evening. As night fell, I headed for the pier.His boat was hitched downstream from the bridge.The surface of the river was shrouded in twilight, and the destroyed houses on the opposite bank were dark and gloomy.After boarding the boat, Gan Song asked me: "Did you come after eating?" When I replied that he had eaten, he seemed dissatisfied with him and said, "I told you not to come back after eating, but you..." Then he said: "Although There is nothing good, let's eat together!" Yes, even if there is no good thing, it's better to eat together!What a joy to be able to eat together in a friendly atmosphere full of nostalgia on the battlefield of this China!I really regret that I shouldn't come back after dinner. When their work was done, the meals were delivered to the bow deck.It was rice with soy sauce, and there was only a bowl of pickles on the side. I was still left to eat and ate up the two bowls of rice soaked in water. It was pitch black around the boat, and the river was silent. I heard that Gang Song has a daughter, and he is already a father.I probably will die before I become a father!I think it might be my life.The night trails around my feet. These crew members are still so simple, their language is straightforward, rude, and simple, and their attitude towards people is unaffected and straightforward.Compared with the hypocrisy, suspicion and affectation in the mainland, these people made me feel the true feelings of the world. They told me that it took them three days and three nights to arrive in Shanghai from Xiaguan in Kyushu.They also said that they used to think that going to a distant foreign country was a dream, but going to China was a very great event.But only three days and nights came.When I came to China, it was nothing more than a trip to my neighbor's house. Because of this incident, many people came to the battlefield, and all these people felt this way.It changed the Japanese view of distance in the minds of living in a small country. People who live in the countryside have to go to Kyoto for four or five hours, and they have to dress up and bring local specialties.It's ridiculous now.Four or five hours of travel, for us, is nothing more than a morning walk. Gunson asked me: "How is it? Can I get the Golden Harrier Medal?" I replied: "I don't know." Maybe the role I played in the past is not enough to win the Golden Harrier Award, but I absolutely have a clear conscience, and I am proud that I have not done anything worthy of it.I believe that I can return home in triumph.This is what I am happiest about.In the middle of the night, we said goodbye after wishing each other health and safety.