Chapter 26: The Diary I
The next day, the two of them woke up naturally and began to continue to probe their surroundings, gradually clearing out the nearby corpse witches, searching for anything valuable they could find.
The soldiers' quarters were not completely wiped out by Feng Longde and Caroline: most of the corpses and witches here were in dormitories, and Feng Longde had no relevant combat experience in the small space, and it was too much time to clean up slowly - who knows when the Huaxia special forces outside will find this place.
And Feng Longde also thought about whether he could use the soul advantage to control these corpse witches, and it turned out that Feng Longde is still the soul strength of the soul fire, which is half a catty and eight taels at the level of ordinary corpse witches, and the corpse witch will not listen to him at all; γ
In another Nakasa's room, a group of iron corpse witches gathered outside the door, they unconsciously wandered in front of the door, from time to time let out a low roar and the sound of teeth clashing, and occasionally scratched the iron door with two claws that were still strong and did not fall.
"Bang!" A gunshot rang out, and the head of a tin corpse witch was pierced, but instead of falling immediately, it looked back blankly at the place where the sound came from before slumping to the ground with a half-roar. The other corpse witches also heard the gunshot, and dragged their stiff bodies towards the place where the sound came from, stretching out their withered claws.
After pulling the trigger a few times again, Feng Longde pierced the heads of the corpse witches with a single shot: the soul fire of the corpse witch is located in the skull, and the soul fire will be defeated as long as it receives too large a concussive impact, so even if it is not headshot, the corpse witch will die.
After devouring the soul energy with ease, Feng Longde felt that his head was a little dizzy, so he asked Caroline, and Caroline's answer was that the soul energy will have this feeling when it is devoured to the limit of digestion, at this time, it is necessary to stop devouring the soul energy, and wait until the soul fire is stable before continuing to devour, otherwise devouring too much will cause a lethal reaction.
Looking at the iron gate that had a big pit in the middle but was still strong for less than seventy years, Feng Longde felt that the things of the Kwantung Army were quite sturdy back then, and then said to Caroline: "Caroline, you blast this door open"
"Boom!" a compressed fireball flew out of Caroline's hand, blasting the iron door to smithereens and even the door frame to pieces. Feng Longde walked into the room, and a corpse witch sitting on a chair in the room struggled to stand up, and then was quiet after Feng Longde pulled the trigger.
Simply rummaged through this room, and it was no different from the Nakasa room where he had rested before. However, when Feng Longde casually pulled out the drawer of his desk, he unexpectedly found a notebook that did not appear to be damaged, and on the cover was a person's name written in kanji in Japanese: Jiro Hoshino
"Hoshino Jiro, the diary of the owner of this room?" Feng Longde glanced at the corpse witch who fell to the ground, and sure enough, it was wearing a Kwantung Army officer uniform, and there were two cherry stars on the rank, "I don't know if there is any written record in it that can tell us about the situation here." β
It is far easier to read Japanese during World War II than it is to read Japanese today - modern Japanese is basically kana, with relatively few kanji, and during World War II, Japan and Huaxia fought each other, but Japanese is full of traditional Chinese characters, and it is difficult for you to find a kana, so now it is cheaper Feng Longde and Caroline, they can read this diary smoothly without using the data reserves in their minds:
"In the 19th year of Showa (1944), on the 21st of September, the sky was cloudy. β
"As luck would have it, because of my outstanding performance, I was transferred from the 12th Division to a department called the 'Science and Technology Research Department' as a mid-level officer in the guard unit. I no longer have to dig deep into the mountains and forests in this hellish place as cold as Hokkaido to find the anti-Japanese federation and bandits, for me staying here is like going home, except that I can't see my dear family. β
"The living and working environment here is really good, I only need to sit in the office every day according to the duty schedule to deal with some simple copywriting work, and sometimes I do some continuous training to keep my kendo from regressing, and there is nothing important for the whole day. I think back a few days ago, when I was a deputy wing leader, I had to run out with my troops to suppress bandits every now and then, and if something went wrong, I would have to be slapped by Captain Yamazaki, and it was more like a vacation here, and it was only a day later, and I liked it here. β
"Showa 19, October 15th, light snow. β
"I've been living here for almost a month, and I've made a lot of friends with officers who are also junior and middle sa, and there is even a big one who has a very good relationship with us - this is rare in the Kwantung Army, we are often officers of the same rank and rank in order to have an equal relationship with each other, and other military ranks are only the difference between subordinates and superiors for us. But anyway, we always get together to have fun after we finish our respective work, and it's so spacious that there are bars open to ordinary soldiers and officers, and we get drunk every time Last night, Inohara Osa got drunk and threw up me, but I didn't cheap him, I threw up on him"
"Shaosa, Nakasa, and Osa, here are just like the students who fought with each other in school, sometimes they fought with each other, and finally laughed and passed - at least after I woke up, Inohara Daisa came to me with a wooden knife to duel, not with his ancestral knife I couldn't write, I had to drug my legs, and he was too dark. β
"In the 19th year of the Showa era, on November 6th, it snowed heavily. β
"Boring I have to describe my life like this. There were no anti-Japanese coalitions attacking the stronghold, no bandits attacking the supply teams, not even new recruits - I heard from the other officers that I was the last to replenish the personnel at that time, and the new faces we could see every time were the baggage troops who came to deliver supplies on a regular basis. Thanks to the heavy troops, we can get some newspapers and books every time, which can make our lives not so boring. β
"Even in the light of His Majesty the Emperor, I feel a little sick to my stomach when I'm out there, the overwhelming propaganda on the radio and in the newspapers: maybe it has something to do with the fact that I like something from Western society, which I used to think was a bit flashy, but now, when I'm extremely bored, I feel pretty good looking at it, at least I have a copy of the text I can read other than my work report. β
"Showa 19, December 2nd, sunny day, snow. β
"It is said that at the strong request of a group of Dazuo, the upper authorities finally gave us some ways to relax: they turned a vacant lot on Qixing Mountain, where the Science and Technology Research Department is located, into a square, so that we could not only improve the defensive position of the Research Department, but also do some sports in the square - the Research Department built in the mountain does not have a special sports field, and I can only practice kendo in my room every time, and I have to be careful not to split the table."
"The square was repaired a few days ago, and now it's covered with waist-down snow, but the lieutenants and soldiers are in charge of clearing the snow, and they seem to be enjoying itβand I've seen six snowmen piled up at the edge of the square in the shape of geisha. We basically can't hear the radio here, saying that it is because of the instructions from above, and it is a little strange that listening to the radio can easily affect the mood of the researchers and the defense forces, is it possible that the base camp is starting to find that listening to too much radio can make people crazy?"
"Showa 19, December 31, New Year's Eve. β
"In any case, I have been here for three months, and I am about to usher in a new year - this time I have brought personal letters, and I have received more than twenty letters from home and a dozen letters from my former colleagues in the army at one time, which kept me busy for a while. The family has been fine, Rentaro is four years old, and Gardenia said that because of the military salary and allowance I sent back, the life of the family has been good, but I just complained about when I can come back from vacation and can't do it, when I was transferred over, the person in charge said that when the research results of the Science and Technology Research Department come out, the troops here will be disbanded, and the soldiers will be added to other units, and the officers will be promoted to a higher rank and put in a relatively relaxed and safe position, and then I estimate that I will be able to return to Tokyo from time to time. β
"The letters from my colleagues are not optimistic: Kaga-kun said that the situation there has begun to become less and less optimistic, and many colleagues I once knew have returned to their hometowns as ashes, and some unlucky ones have lost their bones. Not only in the Northeast, I heard that in most parts of China, a large-scale counteroffensive by the Chinese army has begun, and the offensive of the Americans in the Pacific Theater is becoming more and more fierce, and the Southeast Asian side is not clear: mainly because I have no friends and classmates serving in Southeast Asia, anyway, I hope that those researchers will quickly finish studying their things, so that I can get out of here quickly, let me go home, let me go directly to the battlefield. β
"Showa 20, March 6th, cloudy. β
"Boredom, dull, and no change here I'm going crazy, life that doesn't change day by day, I can only say that I'm much luckier than my colleagues who have returned home as ashes - Kaga-kun was killed in battle, it is said that he was directly hit by two ** shots from the Chinese National Army, and the rest of his body part was less than a shoebox. β
"After staying here for half a year, I finally began to be interested in what those researchers were studying, and so were many of my officer friends: a young man said well, at least to know what we are doing here to get moldy, and even we are about to sprout Now the junior officers, middle-level officers and most of the high-level officers have begun to jointly write open letters, at least let us know what is being studied here. Even the ordinary soldiers on the 731 side know that they are researching chemical weapons, and we don't know what moths are going on inside except for a major general here. β
"In the twentieth year of Showa, March 10th, it was cloudy. β
"Under pressure from almost all the officers, the Major General gave a meeting to all the officers and told us what we were working on now - 'The Knights of Mystery from Unknown Times to the Present', and yes, this was the object of their study, a group of knightly corpses of unknown ages. β
"Presumably thinking that we didn't believe it, we were taken to the study area to see what was going on, and we were all shocked - in addition to the researchers, there was a large group of blond and blue-eyed foreigners: they were SS soldiers in Allied Germany, and some German scientists. β
"Hell, we saw the dead bodies of the knights - it was shocking, these knights in ancient European attire looked like they were alive, except they were standing still, and there was a translucent and semi-black barrier outside of their queue, and their research was on how to safely break the barrier and revive the knights inside. β
"Damn! (I guess that's what I mean) they're looking for death -- in my unsmart eyes, there's definitely going to be a problem here! There's a big cloud of black smoke inside this barrier! You're not afraid that this will be poisonous gas? You're not afraid I'm afraid! I'll see if I can get some gas masks out of the storeroom, and I'll have to pre-equip myself with a full set of chemical suits. β
"In the twentieth year of Showa, on the 10th of August, the sky was fine. β
"The Soviets have come and are today the last of the baggage troops, they have brought four times as many supplies as before, and they will not leave - and they have brought a final order: even if surrender has been announced from outside, we must continue this research and produce results. β
"The SS soldiers were a little emotionally unstable when they learned that their homeland had surrendered and that their FΓΌhrer had committed suicide, but they quickly calmed down. Our soldiers and officers reacted too violently: some soldiers and officers had already started to commit suicide, and some wanted to go back to Japan to find their families, but they were now locked up. β
"Anyway, we have to finish the research before we can go home. β
"In the 20th year of the Showa era, on September 29th, it was cloudy. β
"The research has finally reached the final step: they are going to blow the barrier directly with a large amount of explosives - our supply can only last for another half a month, and the researchers can only remove the barrier by this most unstable method. β
"For some reason, I felt like something was going to happen - those black mist, those knights, and something I didn't feel real, and I had to prepare myself for something. β
"The sappers are taking the final steps in the installation of explosives, while the SS and part of our defense units are on the perimeter ready in case of contingencies, and I need to command a brigade on the perimeter. β
"The Germans wore gas masks, while on our side the gas masks and chemical suits were uneven, and many soldiers wrapped their faces in wet towels. β
"I have to get over, and may the gods bless us - even if Japan may have been defeated now, please bless us to return home safely. β