Chapter 17 15. A farmer was killed like this

Yizhou, located in the south of Shandong Province, is a small town surrounded by walls.It is located about 35 miles east of the Jinpu Line and has a population of about 80,000.There are four roads leading to the four city gates in the city, east, west, north, south.The Takahashi troops, the main force of the Japanese army, were stationed on the road leading to the south gate.Outside the gate of the camp, sentries with loaded bayonets and rifles stood guard.Adjacent to the barracks is the Mitsui & Co., Ltd. branch of Mitsui Corporation.The facade of this store is a bit higher than the stores opened by Chinese people on both sides.This shows that the hands of the Japanese warlords have reached into this small town in the countryside.In addition, on Ximen Street, the Yizhou Gendarmerie Dispatch Team of the Japanese Army was also stationed.

That was mid-June 1945.The sun shone hotly on the city wall of West Gate.The gendarmes standing guard there were covered with sweat.They watched men, women and children coming and going on the road. At this time, an old lady walked on the road, with deep wrinkles on her forehead, which showed her hard work in life.She held a small basket tightly in her hand, and when she saw the gendarmerie, her eyes cast a look of disgust. The hot summer wind blows from time to time.In the compound of the gendarmerie surrounded by concrete walls, the piercing ringing of bells was heard.The bell disturbed nearby residents.This bell is the signal for the gendarmerie dinner.Some of the gendarmes wore wooden shoes and some wore shirts, and they came to the cafeteria very casually.

The people who came to the cafeteria earlier started talking because they didn't see the team leader and squad leader coming to eat. "Hey, Kubo, the captain just went out, where did he go?" "Well, the captain has gone to the Soldiers Club!" "Really? What's the matter, why don't you go to the Soldiers Club at this time?" "Probably something special, I'm afraid I have to stay up all night again tonight!" "really interesting!" Gao Ben walked slowly to his seat next to the dining table and sat down.When he looked at the squad leader's seat, he didn't see the squad leader, and when he looked at the corporal's seat, he didn't see corporal Umeda either. "Hey, Kubo, the monitor isn't here! Where can the monitor go?"

"Squad leader? The squad leader is doing this again!" Kubo said while swinging his right fist in a punching gesture.This shows that Squad Leader Umeda has a special hobby for interrogating prisoners, like a wild dog. Gao Ben asked about the tortured Chinese again. "I said, is that Chinese the Eighth Route Army?" "I don't know why, but the squad leader regarded him as a suspect and tortured him severely!" "Fart! The squad leader always says that, but I can't even catch a clue!" "A clue? It's so easy to catch the clue? The common people are all tight-lipped!"

"That's not true! That's why the squad leader always refers to ordinary people as suspects!" While they were talking, Private Sato walked in.He has a habit of not knocking on the door or reporting his name when he enters the house, entering the house like a thief.This time the veteran Takamoto found out.Gao Ben has served as an assistant in the training of recruits several times in succession, and is a 4-year veteran.He immediately shouted: "Satou! Come here!" "Yes!" Sato walked over frightened like a rabbit seeing a hawk. "How old are you in the army?"

"I'm a second-year soldier." Sato stood by the dining table, not daring to move. "What? The second-year soldier dares to break into the house like this! You bastard!" As he said that, Takamoto slapped Sato. "Only empty rooms can directly enter! Do you understand?" "Yes, I understand!" Sato replied respectfully. "Okay, you go out and come in again!" After Gao Ben finished speaking, Sato went out obediently. "Report! Private First Class Sato is here to eat!" After Sato reported his name, he waited for permission to enter the house.

"Okay! Come in!" At this moment, Private First Class Sato walked to the dining table while rubbing his cheeks. At this moment, there was an angry curse from the kitchen: "Is there no one? Is there no one?" It was the monitor's voice. Sato was so frightened that he immediately stood up and replied loudly, "Private Sato is here!" Hearing this voice, Private Kubo hurriedly called out, "Sato!" "Have!" "The squad leader ordered you to go to the stove to heat up a pair of iron chopsticks!" "Yes! Understood!" After finishing speaking, Sato ran to the kitchen.

"Report, First Class Sato has something to come to the kitchen!" He walked into the dark kitchen and looked around, but he didn't see anyone.I walked all the way to the corner of the stove, only to see two Chinese cooks sitting there smoking.One is surnamed Wang and the other is surnamed Lu.Sato, feeling strongly disgusted by their laid-back attitude, suddenly walked up to them. "What the hell are you doing here?" After finishing speaking, he kicked Wang and punched Lu in the face.The two people were beaten until Monk Zhang Er couldn't figure it out, so he looked at each other and touched the place where he was beaten, and walked out of the kitchen.

Sato was alone, and he looked up to see fire chopsticks hanging on the wall.So, he took out a handkerchief from his waist and put it on his hands to grab the pair of fire chopsticks and burn them red.Then, he ran to the cafeteria in a hurry.There, he saw a Chinese man hanged in the air.He stopped, and immediately thought that his chance to make meritorious deeds had come. He reported loudly: "Your Excellency, Squad Leader, Private Sato is here!" Squad Leader Umeda saw that the fire chopsticks were brought, and nodded with a half-smile. The Chinese who was hoisted had well-developed muscles, and one could tell he was a farmer at a glance.Age about 40 years old.The wrinkles on his forehead were deeply rooted, and the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes were also obvious. He bit his lip and stared at Sato and Umeda.

"Okay, give it to me!" Umeda took the fire chopsticks from Sato's hand, leaned close to the face of the Chinese, and said threateningly, "How about it? Don't tell me? If you don't want to suffer flesh and blood, tell us the whereabouts of the Eighth Route Army." !" After hearing his scolding, the Chinese still said: "We are good people! The Eighth Route Army doesn't know." After hearing this, Umeda raised the torch chopsticks and scalded his chest. Squeak... squeak..., the sound of being scalded and the smell of being burnt came out from the Chinese people's skin.

"Are you still talking?" Umeda continued to burn. Yellow liquid and bright red blood flowed from the chest of the hanged Chinese.He gritted his teeth, squeezed his lips tightly, and stared at Umeda with eyes full of anger.He was brought in with three or four other people a month ago.Those few people had been killed in the murder training of recruits. At this time, Umeda's voice sounded again, and he roared: "You still don't say it?!" But the Chinese didn't mean to speak at all. "This bastard!" Umeda raised the fire chopsticks to burn the man's abdomen again. Squeak...cheep...another puff of unpleasant smoke.Umeda seemed to like the smell of burnt human flesh, and he burned it repeatedly.The abdomen of this Chinese person was scalded with red and black marks.The Chinese was dangling in the air, and Umeda circled around him.Burned the man's body almost all over.However, he said nothing. Later, when Umeda raised the fire chopsticks to burn the Chinese, the Chinese kicked Umeda's arm hard, and the fire chopsticks fell to the ground immediately, almost scalding Umeda. Umeda yelled angrily: "You bastard! You haven't suffered enough yet!" He said to Sato beside him, "Sato! Take off his pants, let's see if he still talks!!" "Yes!" Sato agreed, and immediately reached out to take off his pants.However, the Chinese struggled and kicked desperately.Later, the Chinese suddenly spit out a mouthful of phlegm and spit it on Sato's face and clothes. "You bastard!" Sato went crazy like a wild dog.He put down the hand that was pulling the Chinese trousers, quickly wiped the phlegm on his face with his sleeve, and kept cursing. Seeing this situation, Umeda said: "You are really useless, you have to look at me!" As he said, Umeda picked up the fire chopsticks and tried to burn that person again. In order to save face, Sato said to Umeda: "Your Excellency, monitor, let me come!" In this way, 10 minutes, 20 minutes, 25 minutes passed.The Chinese body stiffened and lost any ability to resist.The scorched place almost exposed the bones... "You bastard! Why don't you tell me?" Sato was so angry that he was going crazy.He raised the fire chopsticks and burned the man's thigh and lower part again. At this time, Umeda shouted: "Sato! Stop! If he doesn't say anything, he will take the last resort!" Umeda made up his mind to kill this man.Umeda was smoking a cigarette at this time, walked forward slowly, and said to the Chinese: "You don't want to say anything!" After speaking, he blew a puff of cigarette into the Chinese face, turned his head, and ordered Sato : "Hey! Untie the rope!" After the hanging Chinese were released, they were beaten again by Umeda and Sato. At this time, the Chinese, who was covered in bruises, seemed to know that he was going to die.He put on his clothes, arranged his shoes and socks, and stood quietly on the ground. Umeda and Sato then forced the Chinese out of the room and into an open space. The Chinese sang a song and waited for the moment of heroic sacrifice. Sato stepped forward, let go of the rope binding the man's hands and feet, and covered his face with a handkerchief again.An executioner named Qingshan raised his knife and chopped off the head of the farmer, only to hear a "click", and the head and body were separated in two places. Seeing this, Sato took a few steps back in fright, his hands and feet trembling. Author's resume: In June 1945, he was a first class soldier in the 109th Battalion of the 59th Division of the Japanese Army.