Chapter 501: A Xueba is a Xueba

However, as we continued to walk forward, it didn't take long to arrive at the shocking "mass grave" where the original site was exhibited.

Heaps of white bones, accumulating into mountains.

There were children as young as a few years old, teenagers, young people, old people, girls, women, old women, students, workers, militiamen and soldiers who laid down their arms......

On the white bones, there are still clear bullet holes, and they are piled up in various postures, pitching, leaning, sideways, crawling, bending, and straight......

Some of their heads are separated from their bodies, some are incomplete limbs, and some of their bones are in extremely twisted postures, and several or even dozens of bodies are stacked on top of each other, making it difficult to distinguish them from each other.

When they arrived at this place, all the people fell silent at once.

It was an indescribable pain that ate at everyone's hearts little by little.

Those days that were once dark and had no end in sight were so real.

After coming out of the memorial hall, everyone walked along the stone road towards the memorial square, the summer sun still shimmered in the sky with a blazing and brilliant light, and in front of them was a blue sky, white clouds and green trees, and there was a breeze coming in front of them.

The world outside the memorial is so peaceful and serene.

At this moment, everyone breathed a long sigh of relief as if they had experienced a test of life and death.

Su Daonian was already waiting for everyone to pass in the mourning square, and when everyone was together, he didn't say a word of nonsense, and directly asked the staff to play mourning music, and all members paid a three-minute silence to the compatriots killed in the Nanjing Massacre.

Three minutes later, Su Daonian said in a deep voice: "Today's start-up ceremony is over. ”

There was a small commotion in the crowd, but after the commotion, there was a long calm.

Indeed, they have seen with their own eyes the cruelty of the Japanese army invading China and the tragedy of their compatriots who were killed, which is enough for them to understand the story behind the movie they are going to make, and this is already the best opening ceremony.

As soon as Su Daonian's words fell, several staff members carried the prepared wreaths and placed them on both sides of the wall engraved with 300,000 compatriots in front of the square.

"Before the disbandment, there is one more thing to say, this afternoon and two days after tomorrow, we will be in the auditorium of the old campus of Nanda University, learning about the War of Resistance against Japan, I hope you will participate on time, the specific time and place, will be sent to the group at noon."

After Su Daonian added this sentence, everyone was disbanded.

Lin Jiu didn't speak all the way, and it wasn't until this moment, after Su Daonian said that he was disbanded, he turned his head, looked at Su Mu with complicated eyes and asked, "Brother Mu, you said, if this didn't happen 75 years ago, would they be full of children and grandchildren now?" ”

Su Mu raised his head, glanced at Lin Jiu, reached out and patted him on the shoulder, but did not speak.

"What a!!" After Lin Jiu said this, he glanced back at the memorial hall behind him, and his eyes couldn't help but moisten slightly.

Those once living lives can now only be turned into cold handwriting engraved on hard stone tablets.

"We were not born in a time of peace, we were born in a country of peace." Su Mu was silent for a long time before he said to Lin Jiu in a muffled voice: "In this world, there are other countries that are suffering from war. ”