When the Japanese captain saw that trace of white skin, he felt an evil spirit rising in his belly. After a greedy pause and staring for a moment, the young woman had broken free from his clutches and threw herself on her son.
She didn't realize that those evil eyes were still looking up and down on her body.
Then, the Japanese team leader ordered his subordinates such as Taro Tanimura: "These direct takers are all associates of the volunteers. Take them all out and hand them over to the commander.
After Taro Tanimura and the other little devils used rifle butts and bayonets to force everyone else in the yard, including the unconscious Chai Youtoku, out, the squad leader stopped him.
"Captain Tanimura, just stay and let the soldiers escort you."
Taro Tanimura looked back with some confusion, but found that several non-commissioned officers, including the sergeant and commander of his unit, were in the yard, but their eyes were fixed on the young man who was holding his son and crying softly. On the woman.
Taro Tanimura instantly understood what these companions were thinking.
At this time, the eldest daughter-in-law of the Chai family was completely immersed in her child physically and mentally, and she had no idea that a bigger and horrific tragedy was about to happen to her.
Everything that happened next made Taro Tanimura, a veteran who had served for four years, seem to have experienced a transformation.
When they dragged the young village woman who finally understood and started crying and struggling into the house, everyone including the squad leader, Captain Cao, and the sergeant had an inexplicable smile on their faces.
Then... they took turns, entering the house again and again.
Taro Tanimura couldn't tell what mood he was in when he entered the room. He did not reject the kindness of the captain. This was a benefit given by the captain to these non-commissioned officers. There was no reason to refuse and he did not dare to refuse.
When he walked out of the house happily again, Chief Cao came over and handed him a cigarette and said with a smile: "Tanimura-kun, what do you think? The taste of straight women is much fresher than those stupid Goryeo comfort women." Bar?"
Taro Tanimura took a deep breath of cigarette and slowly exhaled the smoke into the air. At this moment, his previous uneasiness had long since dissipated.
"Yes, we, the Empire of Japan, should be the masters of this land. Such a good house, such a good yard, and such a good woman should all belong to us." Taro Tanimura didn't know why he said this. The words came out, but they were said so naturally, as if these things had been hidden in his heart for a long time, but today they suddenly became clear.
At this time, in a corner of the yard, the mother's son had gradually stopped breathing, like a rag bag discarded casually, no one paid attention to it anymore.
What happened next shocked Taro Tanimura once again.
After carefully interrogating these villagers, His Excellency the captain issued the order for the massacre.
The captain of the unit has already drafted the report in his mind.
The attack on the railway line was an elite Chinese army. They colluded with the villagers of Shoal Village and lured the Imperial Warriors from the garrison squadron into a carefully laid ambush.
Then, these Chinese troops crossed the railway overnight and fled to the Chinese-controlled area within the pass.
The Zhina villagers of Qiantan Village have confessed to this, and several relics of the jade-shattered soldiers were found in the village.
Therefore, the Engineer Regiment executed all the villagers who had conspired to murder the Imperial Warriors, burned all their houses to serve as a warning, and so on.
When Taro Tanimura stabbed the chest of the thin old man with a bayonet whose hands were severed and only the squirming movement of his body represented that he was a living thing, Taro Tanimura felt that there seemed to be a long-hidden feeling in his heart that had broken free of some kind of restraint. Something was quietly rising and taking root in his heart.
This feeling of freely dominating other people's lives gave Taro Tanimura, a country bumpkin from the Kumamoto Mountains of Japan, the feeling of being superior to others.
At this moment, he felt that being an imperial soldier was quite good. It was more enjoyable and exciting than living the boring life of working day after day in his hometown.
As a result, the remaining 43 households and 137 people in Qiantan Village were all stabbed to death with bayonets, regardless of age. And those women suffered inhumane humiliation by more than 700 Japanese soldiers before they were stabbed to death.
And Qiantang Village, a big village with a radius of dozens of miles, was burned to the ground.
Just like the current Northeast, and the countless villages in China that were harmed by the Japanese a few years later, they disappeared in the long river of history.
Strangely enough, the shallow pond next to Shoaltan Village, which had never dried up in hundreds of years, dried up in the summer of that year. Even after heavy rains, water did not accumulate again. It was as if the underground suddenly It was like opening a hole and diverting all the water away.
After several days of road construction, Taro Tanimura was sent to the banks of the Shahe River to build artillery positions. After more than ten days of boring life as an engineer, he began to recall the time in Qiantan Village where his throat was broken by shouting. Get a taste of what a village woman feels like.
He began to consider whether he should apply to be transferred to the combat unit. There were many combat missions there, and there would naturally be more opportunities to enter Chinese villages or towns. Unlike in the Engineer Regiment, they are just following the infantry and eating dust.
Just when Taro Tanimura was still having endless memories, in an abandoned village less than 2 miles away from their engineering unit camp, Zhou Wen, wearing a camouflage cloak, was looking here with a telescope.
"Brother, can you see through such heavy fog in the morning?" Zhang Xiaoping asked.
Zhou Wen and Zhang Xiaoping just sneaked in here last night.
After half a day of rapid march, Zhou Wen and Zhang Xiaoping rested outside the Japanese control line. After dark, Zhou Wen and Zhang Xiaoping passed through countless Japanese blockades, both open and covert, and arrived at this abandoned village.
But after arriving here, Zhou Wen and the others did not dare to go deeper toward the river.
Because the Japs in this area began to become denser, except for this house which had basically collapsed and there were ruined small villages everywhere, a large number of Japs soldiers were already stationed in all other villages with houses.
And further ahead are the Japanese trenches and defensive positions.
Zhou Wen did not answer Zhang Xiaoping's words, but frowned and thought about what?
The interlude last night was not difficult for him. With his super perception and night vision ability, he is the king of the night. As long as he is not exposed to light, it is impossible for the devil to see him even if he is as close as ten meters away. he.
Moreover, it was not difficult for him to find the Japanese artillery positions.
