The sparkling ripples ripple quietly on the sea, and the red of the setting sun is pouring on it, like maple and blood, and a cruise ship moves slowly, shuttling through it, cutting through all the tranquility. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It was a cruise ship bound for Shanghai, China, from Japan to Shanghai, carrying fifty or sixty Japanese women, forty or fifty ordinary people living in Japan, and some international journalists.

The twilight is dark, and the remnant sun is like blood.

Passengers are all on the deck watching the endless and majestic sea, and the beautiful scenery of the water and sky is suddenly reflected in the sunset.

Suddenly, a group of soldiers stepped forward like wolves, and a major general shouted a shout, and the soldiers present immediately stood up neatly.

The Major General's name was Ichiro Yamamoto, a middle-aged man of thirty-five or sixteen years old, with a gloomy appearance, and a pair of eyes like cowbells, staring at the crowd of eight-year-old girls dressed in North Korean clothes, who were crying in fright.

His eyebrows tightened, and he said in a deep voice, "Good evening, everyone, I'm Ichiro Yamamoto." I am honored to announce to you that all the women who are on board today will have the opportunity to contribute to the Greater East Asian Holy War and become a member of the comfort team......"

"What! No...... No...... We're going home......"

When the women heard this, they cried out like a wounded lamb, and everyone looked terrified. Women from all over the world, who have husbands by their side, snuggle up in men's arms like birds, seeking psychological comfort.

Bang bang bang! Ichiro Yamamoto took out his pistol and fired several shots into the sky, and shouted: "On this ship, everything is up to you, as for these men, you can choose to submit to us and be our soldiers." ”

Mr. and Mrs. Kim Jong-il, professors at the University of Tokyo in Japan, are also among them, and their eight-year-old daughter is babbling and crying.

He stepped forward and said, "We are civilians, protected in wartime!" It's against humanity that you're doing this! I protest! ”

Some international journalists also protested: "You have violated the Geneva Conventions, and we have to appeal to the League of Nations!" ”

Ichiro Yamamoto laughed coldly: "Our Great Japanese Empire has never been threatened by anyone, and none of you want to be free from this ship today!" ”

The wind howled, the wail sounded, it was the despair of facing the sea, it was the fear of the future.

Japanese women knelt on the ground and begged bitterly, longing for a glimmer of mercy, hoping that these people would still have the righteousness of their fellow countrymen, but what they got was still that messy lewd smile.

On this roaring sea, on this inhumane ship, women are on the verge of swimming on the edge of hell, and if men do not surrender, they will be buried in the sea, and there will be no bones left.

Professor Kim Jong Il's wife fell to her knees and begged: "Please, let my child go!" She's only eight years old! ”

Ichiro Yamamoto kicked her away, picked up the trembling and immature Jin Yiai, and walked to the depths of the cabin.

"Mom...... Mom...... Save me...... Mommy ......"

The cry shook the sea and tore a mother's heart to pieces. Sadness and despair, pleading and humility do not change all fate, and when the wolf-like soldiers pounced, she was like a marionette, bullied and ravaged......

First Class.

A girl in her early twenties looked at the wolf-like soldier in front of her menacingly: "I am the daughter of Eisuke Yoshida, the commander of the dispatch army stationed in Shanghai, you dare to ignore military regulations and hurt innocents!" I'll tell my father this, and he'll punish you filthy guys!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the soldiers looked at each other and hurriedly retreated. The Yoshida family is a well-known family in Japan, and its power is so large that almost no one dares to offend them. At this time, he suddenly encountered such a difficult problem, and a soldier hurriedly ran to Ichiro Yamamoto's door.

There was a heart-rending girl's cry from inside, and Ichiro Yamamoto laughed like a hungry wolf, until the girl passed out several times and woke up several times in pain, and the hellish torture ended.

The girl sat up with difficulty, her tears had dried up, and she could only look at the man with a beast's heart with empty eyes. Her lower body was still bleeding, and the pain in her flesh numbed her to the point of losing consciousness. Curled up in a ball, feeling the bloody breath of blood flowing from the blood.

Ichiro Yamamoto threw her clothes to her side and scolded, "Quickly put on your clothes, don't leave the room for half a step, and you will serve me alone in the future." ”

He put on his clothes and had just stepped out of the door when the soldier at the door whispered, "Major General, there is the daughter of Eisuke Yoshida on this ship." ”

Hearing this name, his eyes narrowed slightly, the two of them should have married back then, but because of Yoshida Eisuke's mercenary intentions, he turned his son away and married Yoshida Hideko to a fatherless and motherless Yamaguchi Katsuhei.

Although he has always been concerned about this matter, now that he is the commander, he must not easily offend him. Ichiro Yamamoto walked quickly to the cabin and immediately telegraphed the matter to Shanghai.

Shanghai, Dispatch Army Headquarters.

"Report!"

Katsuhei Yamaguchi, the head of the Confidential Section, took the telegram and anxiously walked to Commander Yoshida's office, only to see the commander who had always been unsmiling and his adjutant Hasegawa playing chess at this time.

"Commander, Hideko got on the ship of the comfort regiment by mistake, please order them to send her back to Shanghai!" Katsuhei Yamaguchi said almost pleadingly.

Yoshida Eisuke's face was calm, he put down the sunspot in his hand, pondered for a moment, and commanded in a deep voice: "Call back, Yoshida Hideko has the honor to contribute to the holy war, which is the glory of the Yoshida family." ”

"......"

Yoshida Eisuke glanced at him coldly: "Yamaguchi, you must know that you are a citizen of the emperor, and you must always be ready to contribute to the holy war. Don't stick to the love of children, there is no Hideko, isn't there still Miko? Rest assured, you are destined to be the son-in-law of my Yoshida family. ”

Katsuhei Yamaguchi calmed his messy thoughts, he knew that Eisuke Yoshida could give up everything, including family affection, for the sake of his power and holy war. His face was calm and he nodded: "Yes!" Yamaguchi remembered! ”

Sea level.

Ichiro Yamamoto was not surprised to see this telegram, which he expected. Yoshida, this guy can sell everything he has for his own power, not to mention the child born to a woman he doesn't love.

He walked to Hideko Yoshida's cabin, put the telegram in front of her, and smiled coldly.

And when Hideko saw the words on it, she collapsed on the bed. All hope is gone, and there is no way back, she warns herself that she must take her last breath and see her beloved Yamaguchi-kun again.

Ichiro Yamamoto stepped forward and tore off her kimono vigorously, she didn't struggle, like a walking corpse to be bullied by him, her heart rekindled from ashes, and hatred was slowly sprouting......

There was a rumbling thunder in the sky, and suddenly, there was a commotion outside.

"Someone jumped into the sea...... Someone jumped into the sea......"

Ichiro Yamamoto put on his clothes and ran to the deck, the petite figure on the sea was floating, he recognized it, it was Jin Yiai who he had bullied just now, the eight-year-old girl, the empty eyes floating in front of his eyes, with the swaying figure on the sea, getting farther and farther away......