Chapter 20 Two, black 13

On December 13, 1937, an extremely inauspicious day in Western taboos, Nanjing fell. With the madness of the conquerors and the hatred of revenge for the war dead, the victorious Japanese army, under the instigation and connivance of their superiors "disarmed for three days", began a bloody sweep and massacre of Nanjing.The ancient capital of the Six Dynasties became an ugly place for the Japanese army to vent its Bushido spirit; the resort of Jinling left an unforgettable shameful chapter in the history of human civilization. On the morning of the 13th, the Japanese army of the 3rd Squadron of the 47th Regiment of the Sixth Division first entered the city through the Zhonghua Gate, and then a large number of Japanese troops rushed in.The vanguard of the Japanese army quickly caught up with a large number of Chinese refugees fleeing northward. The Japanese soldiers, who were red-eyed, immediately shot at the unarmed Chinese refugees with machine guns and rifles. Thousands of innocent Chinese refugees flocked. Fell down in a pool of blood.The fascist soldiers grinned grinningly, cheering that they once again stained the Japanese Imperial Army's victory with the blood of the Chinese people.

At the same time, the Japanese army created another "brilliance" of the Imperial Japanese Army at the Zhongshan Gate in the east of Nanjing. Attacking the Zhongshan Gate was the 16th Division of the Japanese Nakajima Kagego. On the morning of the 13th, Ohno and Katagiri troops who served as the vanguard roared frantically. Regardless of the condescending shooting of the retreating Chinese soldiers on the city wall and the frequent landmines along the way, they climbed in from many collapsed city walls, and then opened their doors. The city gate, the brigade of Japanese troops rushed into Nanjing.The Chinese defenders on the city wall who had no time to retreat became the sad captives of the invaders.

These were some junior officers and soldiers from the Teaching Corps and the Second and Fourth Squadrons of the Security Police. After putting down their weapons, they stood jaggedly and stared at the fierce Japanese soldiers in front of them with terrified eyes.The cold wind was blowing, which made people's hearts cold, and their whole bodies were shivering. Some people had a premonition that the god of death was about to come.Sure enough, the invading army surrounded from both sides, an officer shouted, and the Japanese soldiers rushed towards the Chinese soldiers who had lost the ability to resist, with glaring bayonets, and fiercely aimed at the Chinese soldiers' heads, chests, and abdomens. As soon as he stabbed, the blood rained and screamed, and the dead and surviving Chinese soldiers were all picked off by bayonets from the city wall more than ten meters high.Japanese soldiers shouted loudly, celebrating another "great victory" in massacring Chinese prisoners.

About four months later, the Japanese poet Kusano Shino and the director of the "Industrial World" magazine, No Yoshihide, went to Nanjing for an interview. Kusano Shin later wrote in "China Bits": "In the city, we went to Zhonghua Gate, Zhongshan Of course, there are no dead bodies in the city, but the stench is suffocating." Of course, Kusanoshi knows that this stinking stench is another "brilliant victory" created by the Imperial Japanese Army to massacre the Chinese people "It's just that he refuses or is inconvenient to say it clearly.