Chapter 28 Chapter Twenty Seven

The morning of June 6. The sky suddenly darkened, thick dark clouds gathered, and a storm seemed to be approaching.The two cars passed through the still burning ruins and streets, and came to the Shibati air-raid shelter that was blocked by a large number of military police.Those who got out of the car were Song Meiling and Air Defense Commander Liu Zhi. As soon as Song Meiling got out of the car, she took out a handkerchief and covered her nose. After all, in such weather, the stench at the scene was too strong.Liu Zhi followed Song Meiling step by step, and Song Meiling, who had a gloomy face, didn't even look at him.Walking to a position not far from the Shibati air-raid shelter, a thrilling scene was presented in front of them.On a small flat area outside the air-raid shelter, ragged corpses were piled up, including men, women and children.Most of the corpses do not have complete clothing on their bodies. Because of fear and struggle, their clothing has been torn to pieces by themselves or by others.Some soldiers and civilians, wearing masks or wrapping towels around their mouths, were carrying more bodies out of the tunnel.Among the countless corpses, Li Sufen and her son were also lying there. The child's lower body was completely exposed.After hearing the news, the family members of the deceased rushed to look for their relatives in the pile of corpses despite the obstruction of the military and police.Whether they found their loved ones or not, they were all crying and crying.Two military trucks were parked on the side of the road, and the corpses were lifted onto the truck one by one like heavy sandbags.

Soong Meiling, who was standing blankly, turned pale and closed her eyes in pain.Liu Zhi stood beside her, with a livid face, but cautiously observed Song Meiling's expression from time to time. When Soong Meiling opened her eyes, they were already full of tears: It's terrible, it's terrible! Liu Zhi emphasized: The Japanese bombing lasted almost a whole day... Song Meiling said angrily: This is an unprecedented blood debt owed by the Japanese! Liu Zhi reported cautiously: We have already made arrangements.The weather is too hot, and unclaimed corpses must be removed immediately, and they cannot be parked here for too long.

Song Meiling nodded sadly, without saying anything, turned and walked towards the car on the side of the road. After Liu Zhi returned to the Air Defense Command, he came to the war room and listened to the reports of Jiang Qingdong and others with several generals. Jiang Qingdong: According to my preliminary inspection and analysis, the reason why such a tragedy happened in the Shibati air-raid shelter is directly related to the poor ventilation in the tunnel.Yesterday's bombing lasted 12 hours from the sound of the siren at 10 am until it was lifted around 10 pm.During this process, the planes of the Japanese invaders entered the city in turn to bomb, and the residents hiding in the tunnels were unable to come out.The weather was hot, which led to suffocation.

A staff officer added: The devils came to bomb during the day for the past few days, but yesterday they suddenly continued to bomb until night, and it was an uninterrupted fatigue bombing. Jiang Qingdong: In addition to the Shibati Tunnel, people died of suffocation in the air-raid shelters near Shihui City and Yanwu Hall. However, the Shibati Tunnel had the most deaths. Liu Zhi patted the table angrily: Obviously, this bombing strategy of the Japanese is aimed specifically at the civilians hiding in the air-raid shelters! There was a brief silence in the war room.Jiang Qingdong suddenly said: Commander, the Japanese bombing is indeed cruel, but our air-raid shelter ventilation equipment is not perfect is also a problem.If the ventilation equipment... Liu Zhi interrupted him with a wave of his hand: now is not the time to pursue responsibility.How are the arrangements for disposing of unclaimed bodies?

Jiang Qingdong replied: We searched for several places, and finally chose Heishizi in Jiangbei. Liu Zhi: Did you start to bury it? Jiang Qingdong: It has already started.A squire from Heishizi and a farmer surnamed Du provided two pieces of land free of charge.But I guess not enough.Just one of the Eighteen Stairs, according to the pre-design capacity is about 6,000 people, so the number of deaths will definitely not be small. Liu Zhi was silent for a while, and then said: Well, that's it for now, I hope everyone hurry up. Seeing Liu Zhi walk out of the war room, Jiang Qingdong chased him out and said: Commander.We still have to find another place, the two lands of Heishizi are definitely not enough.

Liu Zhi tried his best to hide his unhappiness and said: Qingdong, you have tried your best, and you didn't close your eyes all night.But since the disaster has already happened, don't exaggerate the facts.The number of deaths has not been counted, how do you know that there is not enough space? Jiang Qingdong said: You also went to inspect the scene, can't you see it? Liu Zhi asked: Then how many people do you think will die? Jiang Qingdong: It is conservatively estimated that there will be at least 3,000 people. Liu Zhi looked at him dissatisfied: Are you exaggerating too much?Let me tell you, before the exact statistics come out, no one is allowed to make random guesses, let alone release these random guesses to the public!

Jiang Qingdong said stubbornly: But I still want to emphasize again, the death toll is very high, not less than 3,000! Liu Zhi almost roared in a low voice: Jiang Qingdong, do you know the seriousness of the matter? !You said that 3,000 people died, 4,000 people would cause a huge panic in the whole city, who would benefit from this, huh? !If this panic brings riots, who is responsible? ! Jiang Qingdong understood that this was not what Liu Zhi really wanted to say.In fact, since he got the news of the tragedy last night, Liu Zhi was in a panic.With such a big incident, no one can cover up the problem of the ventilation system of the air-raid shelter in the end. Once it is investigated, he, the air defense commander, will definitely have to bear the blame.At this point, the only thing that can be done is to underreport the death toll.

Jiang Qingdong also had no scruples anymore, he was convinced of Liu Zhi, and said darkly: I'm afraid the commander is not worried about this! Liu Zhi was irritated by the hint in the words, and scolded: Bastard!You go to deal with the burial of Jiangbei Heishizi immediately, and you don't have to worry about things here.Do you hear me? ! Jiang Qingdong still wanted to argue, but Liu Zhi left him and left angrily. In the evening, the Heishizi in the north of the Yangtze River is full of the light of torches.Several small boats docked by the river were piled high with corpses.Soldiers were unloading the corpses, loading them into the frame trucks of local farmers, and then transporting them to a sloping field close to the river.When people from the Air Defense Command came to approach him, as soon as Du Shichao heard about the situation, he immediately decided to donate his family's land by the river.When Jiang Qingdong came here, a huge deep pit had been dug out in the Du family's ancestral field, and countless corpses were placed in the pit layer by layer, and lime was sprinkled layer by layer.

Seeing Jiang Qingdong coming, an officer ran over to salute: Report to Deputy Chief of Staff Jiang, there are too many dead bodies, and this place will soon be insufficient. Jiang Qingdong: What about the other two places? Soldier: It's almost the same. Jiang Qingdong said "I see", and walked towards the edge of the big pit where the corpses were buried.He saw the body of a little girl being lowered into the pit.Under the light of the dangling torch, the little girl still had a frightened expression on her face.Jiang Qingdong watched, tears fell involuntarily. Until late at night, the work of burying the bodies was still going on.After Jiang Qingdong arranged everything properly, he returned home exhausted.Zheng Juan hasn't slept yet, she has been sitting in the living room reading a book, waiting for him to come back.

When Jiang Qingdong entered the door and saw Zheng Juan, his first sentence was in a questioning tone: I heard that you announced the death toll at the press conference today? Zheng Juan put down the book and looked at him inexplicably: What's wrong? Jiang Qingdong said: You said that 500 to 600 people died in the suffocation incident?How could it be this number? !You have been to the scene of the Shibati air-raid shelter. Zheng Juan said helplessly: I am the spokesperson of the government, and I will announce the figures that others give me. Jiang Qingdong said angrily: But you know it's far more than that, right?

Zheng Juan: Yes.But what can I do? Jiang Qingdong: The solution is to tell the real numbers, it's that simple!At least you can't speak out of your conscience! Hearing Jiang Qingdong's tone was so heavy, she knew that his heart was too heavy, so she tried her best to calmly say in a tone that wanted to understand: I am not against my conscience, I also have my own difficulties. Jiang Qingdong is still relentless: What are your reasons?Which is more important, your suffering or those who died? !You are a Chinese!You think you are doing the government a favor by hiding the real numbers?You concealed the real figures, that is, you concealed the atrocities committed by the Japanese devils against the Chinese! Zheng Juan couldn't bear it anymore, and raised her voice: I didn't want to hide anything!You speak too much. Seeing that Zheng Juan was angry, Jiang Qingdong suddenly sat on the edge of the bed weakly, and his tone suddenly became like talking to himself: You really should go to Heishizi again!I saw countless corpses, many old people, men and women, and I saw a little girl, about four years old... Zheng Juan was silent for a while, and then said softly: Qingdong, I I understand how you feel... You haven't eaten yet, have you? Speaking of which, she got out of bed and brought out a few simple meals from the kitchen, put them on the table, and said: You are too tired, eat something, huh? Jiang Qingdong remained angrily silent.Zheng Juan pulled him to sit in front of the table.Jiang Qingdong suddenly stood up violently, grabbed a bowl and threw it to the ground, shouting: I can't eat it!All I can think about are the dead bodies buried in layers of lime in the deep pits! Zheng Juan stared blankly at his almost distorted face, and let out a long sigh full of sympathy. Robert spent the evening at Monica Rossi's house.Even during those days in England, Robert could not forget Monica.Monica's husband went back to Italy a few days ago, which gave Robert an opportunity.It was already midnight when he and Monica went through a frenzy, and both parties got great joy and satisfaction. Robert dressed and prepared to leave.Monica, naked, hugged him from behind: Honey, can't you stay here for the night? Robert smiled: Ah, I still have things to do, and I will send the manuscript back to London tomorrow. Monica asks: Is it about the bombing?I heard that many people died this time? Robert nodded: Many civilians suffocated to death because of the lack of oxygen in the air-raid shelter. Monica: How many people are there? Robert: The official number during the day is 500 to 600 people.Perhaps, the actual death toll is more than that.Based on my experience and observation of the scene, I think there are at least several thousand people.Don't forget, I've been through similar bombings in the UK.However, today's tragic event in Chongqing is even more terrifying. Monica suddenly said: "Robert, if there are further accurate statistics of the death toll, I mean, not official and public information, but internal figures, can you tell me?" Robert smiled suspiciously: Are you also interested in this? Monica concealed: Me?I'm just curious.I know that you have many acquaintances in the Chongqing government, and I know that you are very close to the officials of the British embassy.Can you satisfy my curiosity? Robert readily agreed: Of course, we are not satisfying each other. Monica kissed Robert and said ambiguously: But I still don't think it's enough...Robert turned around and hugged her, saying: I will satisfy you. In the past day and night, Sun Xiangmeng and Xia Chengyuan ran almost everywhere, but they couldn't find Xiaohua. On the night of June 5, when the bombing ended and they ran to the kindergarten, they realized that Xiaohua and many other children had already left the air-raid shelter that almost suffocated them.The kindergarten teachers had no idea where these children had gone.Under the bleak waning moon, Xia Chengyuan, who was on crutches, and Sun Xiangmeng went to the Martial Arts Hall, to the Eighteenth Ladder, and went to all the air-raid shelters where the accident happened, but Xiaohua was not seen. This made Sun Xiangmeng realize desperately that maybe Xiaohua was already dead, in those suffocating air-raid shelters.While comforting his wife, Xia Chengyuan also comforted himself, firmly believing that Xiaohua was still alive.But any comfort was of no avail.When Sun Xiangmeng heard that all the unclaimed corpses were being transported to Jiangbei Heishizi for burial, she decided to go there to have a look. Of course, she had given up hope of finding Xiao Hua who was alive and kicking, she just wanted to go there and see if she could find her. The son's body could not be found.She couldn't bear to let her husband who had lost a leg go to Jiangbei with her, so she called her younger sister Sun Xiangying involuntarily. When Sun Xiangmeng and Sun Xiangying arrived at Heishizi, it was already noon.The blazing sun shone on the slope by the river, and the big pit was almost filled with corpses.Holding a photo of Xiaohua in their hands, they braved the scorching heat and asked around among the soldiers and farmers who buried their bodies.No one has ever seen the child in the picture.This made Sun Xiangmeng not sure whether to feel comforted or sad.The weather was too hot, and the stench of the rotting corpses in the pit rose up with the heat, making Sun Xiangmeng gradually feel a little dazed.Suddenly, she saw on the other side of the big pit, a person was throwing lime on the body of a little boy.Sun Xiangmeng was like crazy, he jumped into the pit regardless of the obstruction of the staff and his sister, ran over stumblingly, and turned the boy's body over - it wasn't Xiaohua.Sun Xiangmeng seemed to have forgotten the stench of the corpse, and frantically turned around in the pit. Sun Xiangying had no choice but to jump into the pit and pulled Sun Xiangmeng hard: sister, go up quickly! Sun Xiangmeng ignored her, and murmured alone: ​​No, I must find...I want to find Xiaohua!Before she finished speaking, she fell down softly. Several soldiers who were in charge of burying the corpses helped Sun Xiangying carry Sun Xiangmeng out of the pit, and sent her to the nearby courtyard of Du Shichao's house, where they found a shade for her to lie down.Sun Xiangying took off her coat and fanned it vigorously, calling her sister loudly.Du Lanxiang, who was in the house, heard the movement and ran out of the yard. Sun Xiangying hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, help me, my sister has a heat stroke!" Du Lanxiang turned around and ran to the kitchen to bring a bucket of cold water. Sun Xiangmeng quickly dipped his coat in cold water and applied it to Sun Xiangmeng's forehead.At this time, Du Shichao and Xie Chengxia also came out. Seeing this, they helped to carry Sun Xiangmeng into the house and put him on Xie Chengxia's bed.Sun Xiangmeng finally moved and woke up.Only then did Sun Xiangying let out a sigh of relief.With a big belly, Xie Chengxia listened sympathetically to Sun Xiangying's reason for coming here, while fanning Sun Xiangmeng non-stop. Sun Xiangmeng came to his senses completely, and looked blankly at the people around him: What's wrong with me? Sun Xiangying said: Sister, you fainted, it may be because the weather is too hot, and the smell there is too bad. Du Shichao sighed: What a crime.In the past two days, I have seen such things several times... While talking, Xie Chengxia suddenly felt a sharp pain in her abdomen and could hardly stand up.Du Lanxiang quickly supported her: sister-in-law? Sun Xiangmeng sat up on the bed with difficulty, looked at Xie Chengxia: what's wrong with her? Du Lanxiang said anxiously: I'm afraid she will give birth soon. That night, Sun Xiangmeng and Sun Xiangying stayed in Heishizi.When Sun Xiangmeng knew that the child Xie Chengxia was about to give birth to was doomed to never see his biological father, he decided to stay and deliver the child.At the same time, she was unwilling to give up her last hope. Maybe tomorrow, she could go to the other burial sites of Heishizi to look for Xiaohua again.Of course, Sun Xiangying would not object to her sister's decision at such a time. After waiting until midnight, Xie Chengxia was finally about to give birth.Du Lanxiang and Sun Xiangying hurriedly served as Sun Xiangmeng's assistants in the room.Du Shichao squatted anxiously on the ground outside the house, smoking leaf cigarettes vigorously, listening to Xie Chengxia's hoarse shouts inside. He finally couldn't bear it anymore, knocked Ye Ziyan on the ground fiercely, and was about to enter Xie Chengxia's room, when another scream came from the room.Then, everything fell silent.Du Shichao suddenly felt scared, and stood outside the door in a daze. There was a cry of a baby in the room.Du Lanxiang, whose face was covered with sweat, held a basin of water, pushed open the door of the room and rushed out, saying happily: Dad, my sister-in-law has given birth to a son! Du Shichao: Where's Cheng Xia, how is she? Du Lanxiang smiled: she's fine. Du Shichao breathed a sigh of relief: That's good, that's good! Sun Xiangmeng appeared at the door of the room with a tired face, wiped his hands with a white cloth, looked at Du Shichao and Du Lanxiang, and smiled wearily. The cry of the baby came from the room again, so loudly that it seemed to have crossed the courtyard and reached the outside of the courtyard wall.Amidst the cries of new life, the big pit where the dead were buried has been filled with corpses. Under the moonlight, the soldiers sprinkled the last layer of lime on the pile of corpses... In order to calm the growing doubts and resentment among the people, the citizens The government formed a commission of inquiry into the suffocation tragedy in the bomb shelter.Jiang Qingdong, as the deputy chief of staff in charge of the air-raid shelter facilities of the Air Defense Command, is naturally one of the important responsible persons.Therefore, Jiang Qingdong was the first person to be questioned after the members of the tragedy investigation committee came to the Air Defense Command. The interrogation room is located in a small room next to the war room.The weather was hot and depressing, and everyone in the room was sweating profusely. The officials of the investigation committee looked at Jiang Qingdong who was opposite and asked: According to the information we have, are you responsible for inspecting the ventilation equipment of the air-raid shelters in the urban area? Jiang Qingdong replied: Yes. Official asked: Before the tunnel tragedy happened, that is, before the Japanese planes came to bomb on June 5, did you find any problems with the ventilation equipment in the tunnel? Jiang Qingdong: Yes. Official: What measures have been taken? Jiang Qingdong said: I reported to my superiors. The official repeated coldly: Made a report?Are you just reporting? !After this tragedy happened, the chairman of the committee was furious and ordered a strict investigation.Deputy Chief of Staff Jiang, as the official in charge of the inspection, you did not take immediate measures after discovering the problem, but only reported it. Are you clear about this responsibility? Jiang Qingdong argued that the replacement contract for the ventilation equipment was signed by the Engineering Department of the Air Defense Command and the Huazhong Electromechanical Engineering Company.According to the contract, the installation of generators and blowers should be completed by early May. Official: Has the contract been executed? Jiang Qingdong said: The supplier could not provide enough equipment, and some equipment was installed but could not be used.It's not something I can control. The officer quickly took notes in his notebook, and asked again: During the bombing by enemy planes on June 5, did you participate in the inspection of the air-raid shelter? Jiang Qingdong: No, I am on duty at the Air Defense Command.The rescue work during the bombing was carried out by another staff officer.I only found out about the suffocation tragedy after I received a call from Air Defense Command. Officer: Do you consider yourself responsible for this tragedy? Jiang Qingdong said quietly: Yes. Faced with the death of so many innocent citizens, Jiang Qingdong felt guilty from the bottom of his heart.He has made up his mind that no matter when or in front of anyone, he will never shirk any responsibility that belongs to him.Therefore, in the face of other questions raised by the members of the investigation committee, he answered them without any concealment.Jiang Qingdong's attitude satisfied the members of the investigation committee. However, just after receiving the questioning, Jiang Qingdong was called into the office by Liu Zhi. Liu Zhi waited for Jiang Qingdong to enter, and closed the door.Then he looked at Jiang Qingdong gloomyly and asked: What did you say to them? Jiang Qingdong said frankly: The investigation committee is performing their duties, and I just answered their questions truthfully. Liu Zhi: Answer truthfully?The matter has already happened, and the investigation committee must of course give an explanation to the chairman and the people of the country.I just hope that you didn't exaggerate, let alone shirk your responsibility. Jiang Qingdong understood the meaning of this sentence, and he said angrily: Commander, I have reported the problem of ventilation facilities to you before, but you did not pay attention to it.This should be the truth... Liu Zhi interrupted him: So, do you think I am responsible?You think you'll be fine if you put the blame on me? Jiang Qingdong: I don't mean to shirk responsibility!I just think that if we had dealt with the ventilation up front, perhaps this tragedy would not have happened. Liu Zhi: But it has already happened!Your assumption doesn't make sense.Moreover, you were responsible for the inspection of ventilation facilities at that time, and you should know that this responsibility rests on you. Jiang Qingdong: I am not afraid of taking responsibility!I just feel sorry for the thousands of people who died. Liu Zhi slapped the table hard: Don't just say that thousands of people died!Let me tell you again, the death toll is a very sensitive issue, no nonsense is allowed.I warn you!When you open your mouth to speak, you have to think that the fate of Air Defense Command and the fate of other colleagues may be changed by this! Jiang Qingdong said without hesitation: But I have the responsibility to tell the truth! Liu Zhi sneered: The truth?what is the truth !You got me down, got the others down, and you found the truth? !The Japanese devils will not come to bomb? Jiang Qingdong stubbornly said: I know, this account should be settled with the Japanese devils!But our air defense command is not without responsibility.Including you and me. Liu Zhi waved his hand roughly: "Okay, okay, I've heard enough!"you go!I'll say it again, keep your mouth shut, otherwise, I won't spare you! Jiang Qingdong looked at Liu Zhi helplessly, was silent for a while, and finally said: Commander, I don't care.What am I to those people who died! That night, Xia Xinli and Gu Hongyuan came to Jiang Qingdong's house by appointment.After Jiang Qingdong talked with Liu Zhi, he made up his mind to reveal the truth about the tragedy that he knew.Otherwise, he will have a disturbed conscience for the rest of his life.Zheng Juan disapproved of his actions, but she knew that she could not stop her husband after the matter had come to this point.After Xia Xinli and Gu Hongyuan sat down in the living room of her house, Zheng Juan poured tea for them without a word, and stepped aside. Xia Xinli and Gu Hongyuan sat silently, waiting for Jiang Qingdong. When Jiang Qingdong, who was in a gloomy mood, began to speak, he forced a stiff smile on his face: Mr. Xia, Mr. Gu, after careful consideration, I think I should tell you the truth.What I said may not necessarily be particularly accurate, but it must be responsible. Gu Hongyuan looked at Zheng Juan, and then asked: Mr. Jiang, is he trying to get the truth out through our newspaper?Have you considered the consequences? Jiang Qingdong nodded: Of course, you don't have to worry about me.It is already a consensus that the tragedy happened because of a problem with the ventilation facilities of the air-raid shelter.Through my preliminary investigation and calculation, I think the death toll is around 2,700 to 3,000. Xia Xinli said: This is quite different from the figures announced by the government. Jiang Qingdong: That's right.I trust that a final figure will be released after the work of the commission of inquiry is completed.But in any case, it will not be the 600 people announced now. Gu Hongyuan asked: Mr. Jiang, has the tragedy investigation committee reached a conclusion on the responsibility for the accident? Jiang Qingdong: Not yet.However, I don't hold out any hope.Whether it is the Huazhong Electromechanical Engineering Company that provided the ventilation equipment, or the Engineering Department of the Air Defense Command responsible for supervision, including the head of the command, there are now attempts to shirk responsibility.I dare not say whether there are other transactions or other secrets in the middle.But in my opinion, the investigation committee can only come up with an ambiguous conclusion in the end, and everything has to wait for Generalissimo Chiang to decide. Xia Xinli worried: What if the chairman's final punishment was not out of obedience to the truth, but out of political considerations? Jiang Qingdong: So I think it is necessary to let more people know the truth, so I invite you two to come here.However, in any case I do not intend to shirk my own responsibility.I was responsible for checking the ventilation of the shelter, and I did not do my job.I will not escape. Gu Hongyuan said worryingly: Mr. Jiang, I think you can't ignore the consequences in this matter. Jiang Qingdong smiled sinisterly: For me, the worst consequences have already appeared. Zheng Juan finally interjected worriedly: Qingdong, you can't do this. Gu Hongyuan said: I think Mrs. Jiang is right, you can't blame yourself too much, you should believe the facts themselves. After a short silence, Jiang Qingdong finally said quietly: The truth itself?The fact is, thousands of innocent lives have been lost.If you see the expressions on the faces of the dead, see the scratches on their bodies, and see their torn clothes, you can imagine how painful their death was!It doesn't matter if I take responsibility or shirk responsibility. Xia Xinli: The culprit of this disaster is the Japanese devils. Jiang Qingdong: Of course there is no doubt about it.But can Generalissimo Jiang punish the Japanese?Now I really hate myself!I hate myself for not being on the front line, facing the Japanese devils directly, and fighting them desperately! Zheng Juan's eyes were moist: Qingdong, don't say that, okay? Tears also flashed in Jiang Qingdong's eyes: Really, I hate myself.They are also soldiers, but dying on the battlefield is much more joyful and heroic! W Base in Wuhan. All Japanese officers and soldiers at the base gathered on the playground to receive instruction from Major General Saburo Endo.Soldiers and officers stood erect on the hot concrete floor.Saburo Endo stood opposite them with several officers.The sun was shining straight down, and even the concrete floor looked a little dazzling. Saburo Endo stared blankly at the officers and soldiers in front of him. A Japanese officer beside him was reading out the bombing battle report to the soldiers: ... The fatigue bombing on June 5 achieved brilliant results.The bombing formations of our army carried out intensive bombings on key bombing areas such as Area E, Area D, and Area H in Chongqing according to the pre-scheduled plan.Facts have proved that the scheduled bombing time and method are correct.According to the reliable information passed by our intelligence personnel from Chongqing, during this bombing operation, the enemy was forced to hide in the air-raid shelter for a long time, and at least 5,000 people died of suffocation! The Japanese soldiers suddenly cheered.Marukawa Tomoo stood in the middle of the team, glanced indifferently at Yoshioka who was also cheering beside him, and said nothing. Officer: I believe this bombing dealt a heavy blow to the Chinese government in Chongqing. The morale collapse of the Chinese government and the soldiers and civilians is just around the corner! Amidst the cheers of the Japanese army again, Saburo Endo smiled and waved his hands, and the soldiers quieted down.He started to speak, but Saburo Endo seemed a little low-key compared to everyone's emotions. Saburo Endo: I heard everyone cheering.Indeed, our army's bombing in June had a very good start.However, I need to remind everyone that our strategic bombing has been going on for more than two years.During this period, the urban area of ​​Chongqing continued to suffer fatal damage and casualties.However, the development on the south bank of the Yangtze River in Chongqing and the north bank of the Jialing River is very rapid.So, to some extent, our bombing can be said to be losing focus. The soldiers fell silent suddenly, because they were very surprised by what the major general said. Saburo Endo continued: From the implementation of the "Operation 101 Plan" to the present, the Chinese government and army have not given up their resistance to our army because of the bombing, let alone the collapse of morale.So, I think the cheers from everyone just now were premature.We must find the real key targets and severely damage the nerve center of the Chinese government in order to achieve the strategic goal of destroying the will of the enemy.Otherwise, it will be useless to continue such indiscriminate bombing for a few more years, no matter how many casualties it causes. Yoshioka whispered to Marukawa Tomoo: What happened to General Endo? Marukawa Tomoo said: The general is right.5,000 deaths is a large number, but they are not soldiers, but civilians. Yoshioka gave him a dissatisfied look: Marukawa-kun, I think you are getting more and more depressed. After nearly a month of tossing and turning, Zheng Ming arrived in Wuhan.To be on the safe side, he went to Changsha, Hunan Province first, and after meeting there, he changed his identity as an exiled student and mixed with a group of young people to Wuhan.Under the arrangement of Wuhan Workstation, Zheng Ming successfully entered Wuhan Puppet Police Station and became a policeman. That night, Zheng Ming, wearing a fake police uniform and holding a baton, appeared on a street in Hankou like a night watchman.He walked aimlessly to the door of a small hotel, looked around, and then knocked rhythmically on the door.A man who looked like a boss opened the door for him and quickly let him into the hotel.Zheng Ming came to the room and sat down, the boss brought him a glass of water. Zheng Ming asked in a low voice: Is there something new? The boss said: Yes.I just received news from Chongqing. Zheng Ming took a sip of water: Tell me. Boss: The Japanese bombed Chongqing a few days ago, suffocation occurred in the air-raid shelter, and many people died. Zheng Ming was surprised: How many people are there? The boss shook his head: I don't know, there are quite a few anyway.The Chongqing side ordered that we must take action in Wuhan.I think it's probably to take revenge on the Japanese. Zheng Ming: What about the target? Boss: W base. Zheng Ming smiled coldly: What a joke!How to act?I went to touch the situation there, the entire base is heavily guarded, easier said than done!Those bastards sitting in the office are dreaming again?I fucking want to kill all the devil's pilots!But can it be done? The boss said helplessly: I don't know, anyway, that's the order. Zheng Ming pondered for a moment: Well, I'll think of a way.Perhaps, a raid could be organized in the city, taking out a few and counting. Boss: You can figure it out. Late at night. Under the cold and bright moonlight, Jiangbei Heishizi was completely silent, with only a few soft chirping insects, as if still reminding the existence of life.The big pit where the body was buried has been filled with earth.There are no tombstones or other marks, only some scattered traces of lime, which can be regarded as leaving traces for the innocent dead. Jiang Qingdong stood here alone, looking at him with no expression on his face.He moved his steps and walked a few steps beside the big pit that had been filled, when he saw something suddenly, he walked over gently.In the mud, there is a dead hand still exposed, as if calling for something to the sky.Jiang Qingdong walked over, squatted down, scraped the soil away with both hands, put that hand in gently, and then buried it with soil. Jiang Qingdong stood up, patted the dirt on his hands, looked again at the dead land around him where countless wronged souls were buried, and then walked slowly to the river... Du's yard was quiet under the cold moonlight. Quietly.Xie Chengxia fell asleep with her newborn baby in her arms, and the baby's fingers were still in her mouth.Suddenly, a clear gunshot came from the river, and the baby was awakened, crying full of milk.Du Shichao and Du Lanxiang were also awakened by the gunshots.They walked out of their rooms one after another, looking at each other, not knowing what happened.In the silence after the gunshots, only the crying of the baby in Xie Chengxia's room continued.The crying sound was so clear and full of life tension, as if it wanted to tear apart the ghostly night. Jiang Qingdong's lonely body fell on the beach by the river.The hazy moonlight shone on his pale face, and there was a mass of dark red blood on the back of his head. His eyes were still open, looking at the night sky that filled him with doubts.Next to his outstretched right hand is his pistol. The turbid river flowed quietly around him without stopping.