There is always a lot of cold and cruel truth on this hypocritical shijie, hidden behind a flowery collection of praises and eulogies.

For example, Ms. Wang Yao's venture into the Fukushima nuclear radiation zone was originally intended to interview the 50 warriors of Fukushima, who are known as "true samurai souls" and "corporate warriors of Zuihou", and to witness the Zuihou inheritors of the Japanese samurai spirit.

However, under the guidance of the original Qingbei engineer on the battlefield, she saw a group of ...... on this radiant wasteland Well, the Japanese people who were completely different from what she imagined - some of them were not Japanese at all!

“…… The Filipino lad's name is Meir and he is an illegal immigrant. He hid in a container ship, crossed the South China Sea and smuggled to Tokyo, and as soon as he got off the ship, he fell into the hands of a gangster with ties to TEPCO......"

Walking in the windowless corridor with the electric lights on and off the ceiling, the battlefield Hara Kiyobei greeted a certain swarthy and short young man who did not look like a Japanese at first glance, and introduced to Miss Wang Yao, "...... Because Meir had worked at a small hydropower station on the outskirts of Manila for several years, he was treated as a 'professional' by the gang and stuffed into the Fukushima nuclear power plant, which was desperately short of people...... Come on! Nuclear power and hydropower are completely different things! Not to mention that this Filipino guy doesn't know much Japanese and doesn't speak much English! It took me three months just to teach him the basics of nuclear power plants! ”

The former engineer of the battlefield sighed and complained about the low quality of the new employees. While taking Wang Yao to a spacious and bright canteen restaurant.

The restaurant, which was a meeting room in the bank building before it was requisitioned by the plant's employees, is now a lounge for employees and is lavishly furnished — with thick patterned carpets on the floor, comfortable single sofas on the seats, large floor-to-ceiling windows replaced with radiation-resistant leaded glass, and pots of greenery in the corners. The large-screen LCD TV hanging on the wall is playing the enthusiastic chorus of the latest AKB idol group.

At this time, breakfast time in the cafeteria has ended. And it's not yet lunchtime. In the huge restaurant, there is only a fat chef lying behind the bar and dozing boredly, and there are a few employees who are not on duty. Gather here for tea, poker, chess, and small talk.

The former engineer said hello to the cook, took a pot of hot coffee and two cups from the bar, and then beckoned Miss Wang Yao to sit down next to a floor-to-ceiling window, while lowering his voice to introduce the identities of these nuclear power plant employees to the "intern female reporter from China".

- According to Mr. Battlefield Hara, the cool young man sitting next to them at the moment, with tattoos on his face, is named Zhou Feng, an immigrant from Taiwan with his parents, and his Japanese name is Yuta Umihara. Since childhood, he has been a famous local mob (motorcycle drag racer).

Before coming to Fukushima, he was originally gangstered in Asakusa Town, Tokyo, and recently it seems that he secretly hooked up with the wife of a certain small boss, and then both were caught and raped in bed...... The little boss who was cuckolded happened to be in charge of recruiting people for the Fukushima nuclear power plant at this time. gave Zhou Feng two choices murderously: either to work at the Fukushima Nuclear Power Plant for half a year, or to cut off his finger to apologize, and instead of cutting his little thumb, he had to cut his index finger or middle finger...... Zuihou, Zhou Feng, who didn't want to be a disabled person, had to be "escorted" by a group of "extreme brothers". I packed my bags and went to the Fukushima radiation area.

And the middle-aged uncle who sat opposite Zhou Feng and played poker with him, named Daisuke Yamada, was originally an ordinary construction worker, although he was not wealthy, but he also had a virtuous wife and a well-behaved daughter, and his family life was quite happy. …,

Unfortunately, three years ago, because Mrs. Yamada died in a car accident, Daisuke Yamada was hit hard for a while, and he worked all day long, indulging in alcohol and playing small steel balls (also known as "pachinko"). When he finally got back on his feet, he found that he had incurred a lot of alcohol and gambling debts, and had been approached by debt collectors......

As a result, Daisuke Yamada, who was helpless, had no choice but to come to the "well-paid" Fukushima nuclear radiation area to work to pay off his debts, and at the same time sent his only daughter, who had no one to take care of, to a boarding girls' high school...... At this moment, he was playing poker with Zhou Feng while chatting about his bumpy life.

“…… Alas, before I came to the ghost place of Fukushima, I had one thing on my mind - when I left, my daughter would be left alone. The current social atmosphere is so bad, if she takes advantage of my absence to go wild, and mixes with those bad boys and girls on the street all day long, and gets infected with some messy bad diseases, then her rest of her life will be ruined if she doesn't get it right......

So before leaving, I gritted my teeth and sent her to Liyuan Women's College. Although the fees in that place are really expensive, after all, it is a girls' school run by the church, the school spirit is relatively rigorous, and the evaluation from the outside world is also very good, and there has never been any messy scandal...... After entering Liyuan Women's College, even if she can't train that wild girl to become a well-informed lady, at least she shouldn't learn badly......"

Daisuke Yamada was chattering about the past, while opening his smartphone, pulling up a photo of a female high school student in uniform and pushing it in front of Zhou Feng, "...... Look, this is my daughter, Sakura Yamada. This was taken by her at the opening ceremony of the Liyuan Girls' High School, it's beautiful! ”

However, after Zhou Feng took the phone and looked at the photo for a while, the expression on his face became quite exciting.

“…… This one...... Uncle Yamada, may I ask, is Reien Women's College located in Asakusacho, Tokyo? ”

“…… Oh, yes! Reien Women's College is located in Asakusa. Daisuke Yamada blinked a little inexplicably, "...... What's wrong? ”

“…… Well...... Uncle Yamada, I have been in Fukushima for a while, and I am really thanks to your guidance and care, so there is one thing that I must tell you the truth. Please be sure to stay calm and don't get excited. Don't be upset......"

The young man Zhou Feng glanced at Daisuke Yamada with sympathy, then stood up, pressed Uncle Yamada's shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "...... Uncle, I used to live in Asakusa. At the end of last month, before I was here, I saw a high school girl who looked very similar to your daughter. Wearing the same school uniform as in this photo, I socialized with a few other girls in the small bar downstairs of my house. And after that, she also had a sumo wrestler who weighed at least 150 kilograms. We cuddled and hugged and went to the aiqing hotel next door......"

As he said this, he pulled out his phone and pulled up a slightly blurry photo. In front of Daisuke Yamada.

“…… Because the two of them are big and small, like a bear and a squirrel, they look very contrasting and cute. So I thought it was funny, so I secretly took a picture with my phone, and I still have the photo there...... Could you please compare it, am I mistaken...... Oops! Uncle Yamada, please calm down and don't faint! Well? How? Foaming at the mouth? Come on! Doctor! Where is the doctor? ”

In the face of Daisuke Yamada, who collapsed with convulsions clutching his chest, and Zhou Feng, who was screaming, the reaction of the rest of the employees was quite indifferent. Just glanced up, and continued to concentrate on his own business, not bothering to deal with these two guys at all. …,

Only the original Qingbei engineer of the battlefield sighed helplessly, said sorry to Wang Yao, and then stood up from the sofa. shouted:

“…… Calm down, lad! Don't scream! He's having another heart attack! Hurry up and touch Yamada's shirt pocket, there should be his usual first-aid medicine inside! Exactly how to take it, there must be a ...... written on the medicine box"

“…… Yes! Sure enough, I found it! Thank you so much! Zhou Feng hurriedly opened the medicine bottle, and turned his head to the battlefield Yuan Qingbei and asked, "...... Mr. Battlefield Hara. Is that all it takes? Wouldn't it be better to call the doctor over and give Uncle Yamada a full examination......

“…… I advise you not to call it, or Mr. Yamada will probably be scared to death even if he survives a heart attack. ”

Battlefield Hara Kiyobei sighed and explained to him in a low voice, "...... You're new here, so you don't know yet, but our Nonomura doctor here was obtained from TEPCO through illegal operations in prison - no doctor wants to live in the nuclear radiation zone forever - and the reason why he was imprisoned was that misdiagnosis and indiscriminate use of drugs led to a serious medical accident, which killed fifteen patients in one go...... Given this guy's terrible track record, we didn't dare to go to Dr. Nonomura casually unless we had to, and at most we could get some cold medicine and sleeping pills from him......"

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Not to mention Daisuke Yamada, who beat the table and cried after relieving his breath, nor did he mention Zhou Feng, a stunned young man of Taiwanese descent who was at a loss...... After the sudden situation subsided, the battlefield Hara Kiyobei also sat back on the sofa again and continued to talk with the reporter from China.

“…… Miss Wang, if you want to know who the original 'Fukushima Fifty Warriors' were, to be honest, I don't know, because I wasn't here at that time. As for the current 'Fukushima 50', I believe you should have seen it...... Although many media outlets boast that we stick to our posts out of heroism, in fact, more often than not, it is out of necessity. ”

With a bitter smile on his face, he twisted his fingers one by one, telling the female reporter about the origin of the permanent staff of the Fukushima nuclear power plant, "...... Gangsters who have made mistakes, poor wretches who are in debt, smugglers from the islands of the South Seas, prisoners who have been released on bail in prisons, and homeless homeless people...... Most of the people who stayed in this place came here in this way, and counting me, there are now three hundred and fifty-nine people. ”

“…… In other words, many of the current staff of the Fukushima nuclear power plant were coerced? ”

Wang Yao frowned and asked, "...... However, since they know that Fukushima is a forbidden area for life, will Weishenme still obey him? And...... Could it be that Japan's nuclear power is in the hands of the gangsters? And you just said it to me directly, it shouldn't cause you trouble! ”

“…… What's the solution? For those who owe a lot of loan sharks to the gangsters, or who have been caught in the deadly handle, even if they may die from an overdose of radiation. But that's also ten years from now – it's better to die in ten years than to die now. ”

Battlefield Hara Qingbei pursed his lips, "...... As for Japan's nuclear power industry, it is deeply entangled with the yakuza and is even in the hands of the yakuza to some extent...... It's no secret at all, long before I came to work at the Fukushima nuclear power plant, it was common knowledge all over the country, even rumors that the Yamaguchi-gumi and Sumiyoshikai (Japan's two major yakuza) were secretly developing their own nuclear weapons. It's been circulating for a long time, and I'm afraid only you foreigners will be surprised. It's just that the Fukushima nuclear power plant is no longer a hot topic in the news, so there is no media that continues to pay attention to it. …,

And. TEPCO doesn't care about these things coming to light – the Fukushima nuclear power plant, a time bomb, has to be dealt with after all. For most Japanese, there are only those who are willing to stay at the perilous Fukushima nuclear power plant. It doesn't matter where they come from.

On the other hand, if we desperate guys don't exchange our lives for money, who should we count on to protect the safety of half of Japan? Do you want to count on the civil servants of the Self-Defense Forces and the Metropolitan Police Department who have already escaped once in 2011? Or go and pray for the U.S. garrison at the Yokota base?

Alas, Miss Wang, do you know? When I went back from vacation to visit my family six months ago, my mother didn't even allow me to hug my daughter without taking a shower because she was worried that my clothes would be stained with radioactive fallout...... Hey, someone has to bear the pain and suffering like this! ”

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When I talked to the reporter lady from China, the battlefield was originally a Kiyobei. There was always a hint of sadness on this strong man's face.

It's not that he's hypocritical, and it's not some innocent moaning that imitates the petty bourgeois demeanor, but the cruel and cold reality that forces the battlefield Kiyobei to feel downright sad - whether it's for his own fate. Or is it the future of this job, or the future of this country......

When I was a student, I once heard professors vividly recall and describe that Japan in the 80s of the last century was still a country full of vitality, ambition and vitality, and even once proud to the point of arrogance. On the basis of a strong yen, we are eager to gradually break free from the shackles of the United States with a "soft knife" and create a new Asian economic order that belongs to Japan......

Today, when the country is in decline, the ambition of the "corporate warriors" who created an economic miracle decades ago to reshape Asia through economic means has been completely forgotten by the contemporary Japanese otaku. Instead, there is helplessness and exhaustion of fate, as well as hesitation and fear of the future - Japan, which is gradually becoming an otaku and a decadent one, seems to have shrunk into the shell it has created for itself, and while evading the cruel reality with an attitude of escape and numbness, it calmly accepts its fate of gradually fading out of the Shijie stage.

Of course, otaku culture and moe culture, which are popular in Japan today, are not without merit. The wonderful Japanese anime also has a following and influence in the whole shijie range...... But the problem is, to paraphrase a Tang poem, that is, "The sunset is infinitely good, but it is just near dusk!" ”

No matter how bright, lively and vivid the expression of the cute house culture is, the decadence and passivity of the whole society behind its prosperity, as well as the heavy twilight and the emptiness of escapism, cannot be hidden.

INTERVIEWER Since the complete collapse of the bubble economy and the distant prospect of revival again, Japan has fallen into a low ebb both economically and militarily. To make matters worse, the new generation of Japanese has lost their most basic sense of enterprise, and they are all cowering in their own shijie, unwilling to take a step. They have long been accustomed to the "recession" and "depression" that have lasted since their birth, and they have no longer had the ambition and courage to "rebuild Japan's glory." The entire Japanese society, which was once thriving, has also languished materially and spiritually, and can only rely on otaku culture to anesthetize itself, just like the gorgeous cherry blossoms in full bloom have drifted away in the wind, and have fallen into a lifeless twilight.

At that time, the super-strong fighting nation in history with a white cloth belt wrapped around his head, holding a katana in his hand, and carrying a mountain with a board, and doing the imperial dream of "Eight Pillars and One Universe" in a few tatami cardboard rooms; At that time, the Imperial Japanese Army, which relied on the small land of the four islands in the Oriental Ocean, fought and fought at the same time with the five hooligans of the United States, the Soviet Union, China, Britain and France, who would later dominate the United Nations, sprinkled the raging war throughout East Asia and most of the Pacific Ocean, and pulled away the hatred of all countries in the Pacific Rim region. In Fukushima, which is less than 200 kilometers away from the capital Tokyo and the Emperor's palace, in the hinterland of his own country, he did not show the slightest bushido spirit or manliness in the face of nuclear radiation...... What a gaffe, how shameless, how many catties of plasticizer have you eaten!!

- If we say that the feat of saving Chernobyl fully demonstrates what it means to be a fighting nation and what it means to be a superpower; Then the farce of the Fukushima nuclear crisis also fully demonstrates what is called "herbivore" and what is called a waste country...... On the big stage of the competition of national strength, this nation, which is named "chrysanthemum and sword," seems to have exhausted all the morale and will of the entire nation after two rises and two falls in the 20 th century, and has declined in the sunset of the new century, and there may only be chrysanthemums as a companion in the future.

If the bubble economy collapsed in the nineties, it interrupted the steps of the Japanese towards glory; The next "lost twenty years" gradually eroded the self-confidence that the Japanese had built up with great difficulty since the Second Shijie War; Then a series of natural disasters in 2011 bloodily tore off a layer of luxury painting skin of Japan's zuihou in front of Quan Shijie, revealing the emptiness and decay in his bones......

One hundred years ago, East Asia was facing the vigorous Japan and the twilight of China across the sea. A hundred years later, the confrontation between the two countries is still the same, but the momentum and situation are completely reversed...... It really can't help but make people sigh at the impermanence of the world and the unpredictability of fate. (Your support is my biggest motivation.) )