The quartermaster office camped in the woods where the Japanese were blocked, and the cooks were setting up pots and fires in the open space outside the forest, and sentry posts were set up on the road and on the commanding heights on both sides. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

As for the way, there is no need to send a sentry, because there are friendly troops there.

The sun had already set on the top of the mountain, and it seemed that we could still eat before dark.

Huo Xiaoshan was sitting cross-legged on the grass in the forest at this time, and in front of him was the leather bag captured from the Japanese army.

He had already seen the map, and it was now folded and set aside.

Huo Xiaoshan's memory is talented, as long as it is not the kind of incomparably complicated map, he can remember it all as long as he looks at it carefully, and in his mind, it is as if he has a model built with a sand table, and this map can already be handed over to Shen Chong to use.

There were also more than a dozen letters from the Japanese army in the bag, presumably belonging to the kind of officers in the Japanese army who were similar to the Chinese army's clerical officers, who had already received all the letters from the soldiers that needed to be mailed back to the Japanese archipelago, but they did not have time to send them out, and they were killed in this battle.

Huo Xiaoshan casually picked up a letter written by the Japanese army and opened it to read.

Look at that tone, this letter is from a Japanese squadron leader.

The letter talked about the Battle of Songhu, the backwardness of the Chinese army's weapons and equipment, the Chinese soldiers' fear of death, and his determination to swear allegiance to the emperor as an officer of the Imperial Japan.

Huo Xiaoshan didn't feel that kind of hatred after seeing it, but felt that the Japanese were really sad.

How old can this letter-writer's daughter be? Eight years old? Ten years old or thirteen years old in the cardamom years? At a young age, he has become a small part of the war machine.

But even if she grows up, what can a woman do in war? After all, there are only a very few female spies who can become like Nagumo Oriko, and I haven't seen any female soldiers in the Japanese army, so I'm afraid I can only become a military prostitute (comfort woman) in the camp.

Huo Xiaoshan exhaled softly, how terrible the brainwashing of the heart was.

Putting down this letter, he picked up the second letter, but this letter was written by a soldier, and what interested Huo Xiaoshan was that this soldier turned out to be a peaceful and righteous person.

His heart was filled with disgust for this war, and hatred for the people behind this war.

The letter reads, "Keiko, during the cherry blossom festival last year, our family took a photo under the cherry blossom trees.

But I have no doubt that when the cherry blossom festival is held again this year, you and your children will miss me only under the gorgeous cherry blossom trees, holding the only photo of the whole family.

Now I am facing the Chinese army with very good weapons, and their soldiers are very brave in combat, and after a month of fighting, my brigade has killed three squadron leaders.

The mountains are difficult to walk, and there is no supply of provisions, and I am now starved to the bone.

I don't know how long I'll be able to hold out in this damned war, but eight of the dozen or so fellow villagers I know have died, and they were killed when we were attacked by the Shina army at the night camp.

I am afraid of this war, and I hate this war, why should we come here all the way to kill the civilians of China who were originally peaceful, and we live happily in our own homeland?

Whenever I see Shina Heishi working in the fields, I think of you who are also covered with mud on your shoes in the fields, and they are no different from you.

But whenever they saw me, a man in the uniform of the Imperial Japanese Army, they either trembled with fear or their eyes were filled with hatred.

I don't understand how the world can be so crazy, but I don't dare to reveal these thoughts in front of others, otherwise I will be sent to a military court.

Well, go to bed, I don't know if there will be a night attack from the army tonight, I don't know what kind of morning will greet me tomorrow, I don't know if I will have the opportunity to write to you......

Huo Xiaoshan read the letter and let out a long sigh helplessly.

On a nearby tree, the little stone lock was riding on a large branch and swinging his legs, and when he saw that the head was sighing, he looked curiously, but it was getting dark, and he sat tall and couldn't read Japanese words, so he could only give up.

Huo Xiaoshan picked up the letter again and read it one by one.

However, there is no longer the war-weary Japanese in the content of these letters, some write about the long military movement, some only write about the longing for their wives and children, and some describe their various "great achievements" on the land of China.

Huo Xiaoshan silently recited the Buddha's name a few times, his mood slowly calmed down again, the sky was darker, and the cooking soldiers were already shouting to start eating.

At this time, Huo Xiaoshan had already picked up the last letter, he tore open the envelope, took out the letter paper and opened it and glanced at it, the small stone had already jumped down from the branch, and said as he ran outside: "Boss, it's time to eat." ”

But when Xiaoshi ran out of the woods, he turned around and saw that Huo Xiaoshan did not come out, but he still sat there and looked at the letter.

He didn't know that Huo Xiaoshan was already turning over the river and the sea in his heart at this time, and he just stared at the letter with his eyes.

That letter was written by a soldier to his friend, and it doesn't matter what it starts with, the most important thing is that Nanjing is mentioned in the middle of the letter!

And just now, Huo Xiaoshan took a closer look when he saw the word Nanjing, and then the whole person was like being struck by lightning, and he had forgotten when and where he was, and his mind was full of that text.

"Because the soldiers wantonly slaughtered the civilians of China and the soldiers who had surrendered in Nanjing, the capital of China, there were too many corpses to bury them, so they were all loaded into trucks and transported to the river and thrown down.

The anger against the people of China has been discharged, and the commander has given the order not to kill people wantonly, so it is time to restore order in the city.

Under our supervision with guns raised, the bodies in the rubble were cleared out and loaded into trucks to be transported, and there were so many dead people that I felt like I was in the midst of the slaughter every day.

But, Nobita, you see, one day something strange happened to me!

While cleaning up a rubble, the working Shina found the body of a Shina woman, but it was unbelievable that she was found in the rubble without a trace of dust!

When I was called to look, I saw that the woman's face was so beautiful, so beautiful, so holy, and so merciful! I don't know what words to use to describe how I feel when I see her face.

What an incredible thing it was, yet it happened right before my eyes! At that time, both the coolies who were doing the work and the leader of the team, Ono Shiro, were stunned.

Later, when we all came to our senses, Shiro Ono and I couldn't figure out whether this was a good thing or a bad thing, a bad thing or a good thing, so we let the coolies of Shina load the woman into the car first, and the woman was crushed at the bottom.

It was already dark and we called it a day, and the next day I went to the car to be escorted, and it was still those coolies who worked.

But just as the cart of corpses was pulled to the river, something strange happened again!

The coolies screamed, and when I went to look, the woman was on top of all the corpses!

It stands to reason that she didn't have a trace of dust on her body when she was found in the rubble, but there will always be mud and blood stains under the car when we press her, but no!

There was still not a trace of dust, and her face was still so beautiful and peaceful, I even felt that she was smiling at me like a mother!

The coolies of China knelt down and kowtowed to the woman, but they would not throw her into the river under any circumstances.

I could roughly understand what they meant, and they said that the woman was a living bodhisattva, because they knew that it was once the largest soup kitchen in the capital of China.

The truth is right in front of me, I feel that my eyes are all her beautiful and kind smile, really like my mother looking at me when I was a child!

In the end, I asked the coolies to carry the woman to a high post by the river and bury her, and in the end, I didn't know what was going on, but I knelt on the ground and kowtowed to her three times with great reverence, just like the coolies.

We also have Buddhism in the Great Japanese Empire, I didn't believe it at first, but I probably know something, and now I believe it!

I'm going to use those three heads to repent of my crime of killing civilians, and I know that my crime is unforgivable, so I never fired a single shot in this battle after that! Even the commander is already thinking about sending me to a court-martial, and I will be sent home!

But I would rather be beaten to death by the people of China, in order to be a good person in the next life, I don't regret it!

It was already dark, and there was still the light of the cooking campfire outside the forest, and there was almost nothing to see in the woods.

Shen Chong, Zheng Youjian, Xiao Shisuo, Dung Ball and other people from the quartermaster department all stood quietly by Huo Xiaoshan's side at this time, silent.

Huo Xiaoshan sat there motionless like a clay sculpture, holding a Japanese letter in his hand, and just muttered to himself: "Mother, mother, mother......"