Chapter 6 [Volume 1: The Blood Sacrifice of the Nation, My Rizhi Incident War Records]

【Section Four】 The next morning, we headed towards the long-awaited Nanhe.Longing said this because we thought that by reaching Nanhe City, we would be able to figure out where we were headed. The land in northern China is easy to be muddy and dusty. It’s like forgetting the heavy rain yesterday. Now there is no trace of rain. The ground is so dry that people almost doubt whether it rained last night. over rain. The autumn sun is warm and warm, the breeze is blowing, and the march is very pleasant.It's just that the mood is refreshed by the autumn environment, but the pace is still in a hurry.

Suddenly, three wide wetlands blocked our progress.Seventeen or eight donkeys and mules were trapped alive on the wetlands, as if they had been dropped by the advance troops. The mire sank to their backs, and they panted with their heads up.The more they raised their heads, the more their bodies seemed to sink.They used all their strength to pull their bodies upward, but all was in vain.The horses of our troops also got stuck in the mud.We pulled up the sunken horse vigorously, but the horse just held its head up and couldn't move a step.We had no choice but to unload our luggage and throw them in the mud.

There is a road and bridge paved with sorghum stalks, which may have been laid by the advance troops, but it is very unsafe to allow many soldiers to pass.We have a team of engineers here, and they're working, but they're not making any progress, just time is passing.Ono Dazuo reprimanded the engineering squad leader and told him to work faster.After speaking, he personally participated in the bridging operation.It is said to be a bridge, but in fact it is not a difficult task.It is to lay planks and straw on the hard mud in the mud.Seeing the captain, we can't stand idly by.We also helped and finally got through there two hours late.

Finally arrived at Nanhe City at three o'clock in the afternoon.Legend has it that if Nanhe City is captured, the battle will come to an end, and we feel that our empty stomachs will be satisfied.Cavalrymen lay in disorder on the road.We also rested by the roadside, waiting for the command to divide the dormitory area.After stopping for a while, the sweat from the march cooled his skin, as if he had caught a cold. I carefully changed into the sweater I had carried with me since I set off from the Mainland. Even in the midsummer heat, I was not willing to throw it away.Thanks to it, I can cope with the coolness of autumn and the cold of winter that is coming soon.

Besides, the destination was reached, but the lack of food was still the same, so what to do next became a problem.The squadron leader strictly forbade us to requisition, because the wanton plunder in Hengshui was severely reprimanded by the division head. According to the warrant officer, several soldiers wearing Chinese clothes and rings, as well as soldiers who invaded civilian houses, were found and punished. Among the soldiers were some who wore rings from time to time.It was indeed a bit ostentatious, but they were all silver or gemstone rings, which was understandable in terms of desire, and, in terms of being in such a killing environment, wearing rings gave people a sense of maturity.

In any case, expropriation is prohibited, and it is impossible not to eat.We find it difficult to understand this rather contradictory order, and the squadron leader himself is puzzled by the order that food is neither provided nor requisitioned.But an order is an order, and the squadron leader is ready to strictly abide by it. The confused squadron leader said: It is absolutely not allowed to requisition food.Everyone pays! I also want to pay, but no one is there, so I can't pay.Someone said. If no one collects the money, a similar amount of money is left in the household of the resident.

However, the pig slaughterer does not know which family the pig belongs to.The pig ran around in the wilderness, and the soldier was very unconvinced. No matter where, in short, when requisitioning things, you must keep the money.Because the squadron paid you for the food.Whoever pays can bring it up, and the squadron will pay you. What a strange thing.The squadron leader asked us to throw money around, which makes sense. I didn't requisition it, I bought it.We can take comfort.However, this is meaningless in reality, and it is also a loss for Japan, which is short of money. What a pity.Killing a pig by the root of a tree, and paying the money to the root, what is that? Lieutenant Iwabuchi, the captain of the second team, is a professor of the Higher Normal School. He said to the squadron leader: "Squadron leader, you can say something about requisitioning things." It's too powerful, and I think there should be a limit.We can't go to battle without eating.The superiors should also be very aware of this, so I guess the order prohibiting expropriation may not be very strict.Will there be some wiggle room?The squadron leader often reprimanded the soldiers of the squad to requisition things, so why did he acquiesce to the command squad to requisition?The soldiers in the command squad did what they could do. I don't think there is anything wrong with it. There are only a dozen people in the command squad, but they often have to get five or six chickens.

The squadron leader smiled embarrassedly: good!Let each team requisition three chickens.The command squad requisitioned two. After hearing this, the captain of the second team asked: Why did the squad with more than 50 people requisition three, but the command squad with less than ten people had to requisition two? Well, each team in each team has one per day. Reluctantly, the squadron leader hesitantly agreed to one team.Second Lieutenant Iwabuchi is amazing!We whispered. Fifty meters ahead of the road soaked in water.Five cavalry rode over with splashing water. The enemy fled far away to the Yellow River.Said the cavalry on horseback.I was taken aback, and sighed: Oh, the long-known Yellow River is so close, we walked so far without knowing it.We set out to hunt for chickens.There was a dirty Chinese family with a wife and son.They are steaming buns.Lifting the lid of the steamer, one can see that steaming steamed buns are steaming upwards.We picked it up and ate it right away.very delicious.Everyone stretched out their hands, and they ate them all in the blink of an eye.The Chinese grumbled and grumbled, keeping their eyes on us.It takes courage for the citizens of the defeated country to do this, because if they fail to do so, they will be killed.While we praised this, we took two chickens by the way and left.Soon, the dormitory was settled.

Northern China is rich in cotton, and the family we live in is also full of cotton.Sleeping on brand-new cotton is certainly more comfortable than sleeping on a dirty quilt, and we've scrambled up the cotton. These days, the nights are cold.On October 16th, I took the girl's trousers out of the cabinet.The girl's trousers were silk, with embroidery on the blue material.Because it is cotton pants, it is very comfortable to wear and sleep. I woke up on the morning of October 17th, took off my cotton trousers, and found that there was something red between my legs. After a while of nausea, I threw it in the earthen house.These trousers are probably worn by girls who have reached their age, perhaps for her to go out or participate in sacrificial activities.

Today is God Taste Festival (a harvest festival held at Ise Shrine in Japan on October 17 every year.) We gathered in the square and bowed to the east horizon. The order came down. The 30th Brigade returned to Ningjin for defense.The 19th Brigade was stationed in Nanhe. Very good!All cheered in unison. As soon as he heard the garrison, the squadron leader immediately ordered to check the weapons. The muzzle is rusted. Boil the remaining rice into a watery gruel, and crush the wheat to make dumplings, and have a meal. Insufficient food will inevitably require unified control of food.Can not just eat.

Because every grain is not personal, but the source of strength for all team members. In the afternoon, my good friend Jun Hengshan came.He was working in the wetland we passed yesterday. He said that today he was protecting the head of the 30th Brigade. Thanks to their efforts, the wetland had already been cleared for trucks.We patted each other on the shoulder, said take care, and broke up again. At night, the bright moon shines on the earth. Moonlight contains five thousand years of history.She remembers all the changes on the earth in the past five thousand years. From the time of Yao and Shun until today.From the Spring and Autumn Period to the unification of the Qin Dynasty, the rise and fall of the Han Dynasty, the culture of the Sui and Tang Dynasties, the rise and fall of the Five Dynasties, the rise and fall of Mongolia, the Ming and Qing dynasties, the ups and downs of revolutionary human struggles, she has a panoramic view of them all. This battle of ours will also be kept as a part of her memory, and then her brilliance will be sprinkled on the people of future generations. How much sorrow is filled with the pale and speechless cold light!That lonely light that has been made into poems and songs several times since ancient times is so refreshing! When I see the moon, I think of my hometown.The Moon makes one's mind run wild on all the things one misses. The pale, speechless, stern and transparent moon, turned into an infinitely lonely lament, poured into my heart, telling me endlessly about my hometown. My dear ones, my parents, brothers and sisters, my friends, are you also looking at the moon floating leisurely in the clear night sky on this late autumn night?I'm watching too, but I can't see my dear ones. Looking at the moon in the north thousands of miles away from my homeland, how much I yearn for the moon in my homeland, please tell the people in my homeland. Let the loving hands of comrades cut off the only bit of hair left as a legacy, let the bodies of the war dead be reduced to ashes on the trenches, and come to sacrifice to the motherland with great regret! Before the holy fire that was about to burn out, the monks accompanying the army who wept and recited scriptures made trembling and mournful voices. The blazing holy fire, the sound of mournful chanting, the tears shed left to remember the sorrow and figures of the comrades in arms of the deceased, and the desolate and lonely tombstone erected there. Troops marching waist-deep in the swamp in the dark. The brave figures of soldiers who endured hunger and ran. attack!attack!Play the triumphant song that resounds through the heavens and the earth. I have never had such a pious thought for the moon, and I have never lived so harmoniously with nature. On the battlefield, morning, noon, and night all have different meanings.Day is not a continuation of morning, nor is night a natural extension of day.They were breathing separately in their respective personalities.Why should human beings keep repeating such struggles forever?That can only be human misfortune. Destruction, death, maiming, tyranny, human misfortune, longing for one's homeland Oh, get rid of these thoughts! Now there are demands now.Reality is not about chasing lingering sentimentality.What is needed are manly men, real fighters, not dreamers. ah!The moon finally melted into my sadness. At this time, the folk song sung by the fourth squadron came.In the raging fire, the songs of Sado Island sounded.The soldiers around the bonfire in the field were full of joy and energy after continuous fatigue, shouting.Their song became a howl, a shout.Under the bonfire and the reflection of the moonlight, people are dancing and the crowd is excited. That cry, that cry is so joyful. The night of Nanhe on October 17 was an unforgettable night. The bright moonlight still shines on the vast land. Late at night. Human life, like vermin, will be ruined without guilt.The fertile land will be turned upside down into a wilderness.Tall buildings will collapse like toys. Civilization in the twentieth century is crumbling.Crime, cruelty, misery, tyranny, destruction, all these evil deeds are rampant in the name of justice. Both the enemy and the friendly side each have a name for justice. What exactly is built on top of this nothingness? Autumn goes and winter comes, everything withers.Then, the breath of spring woke up the earth again. The new green shoots start a new round of life with the passion of growth. When will the spring breeze blow into this human winter?And who is blowing the spring breeze? spring!It is the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere! It is the person who blows the spring breeze!It must be Japan as the leader, and the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere must be built on the ruins after destruction.It needs destruction solemnly and resolutely. However, people who are in this process have to feel heart-wrenching sadness. This kind of sentimentality is not the pathos of the moon and the lingering sentimentality of homesickness, but the endless sorrow, the sentimentality of a great pain and the cry of an eternal abomination. Fighting it is the inevitable choice of the living.However, some people cannot take it as a necessity and cannot accept it willingly. There is justice, sentimentality, and humanity in the world. That is the inherent goodness of man. However, in reality there is justice that comes from inherent goodness.Justice in reality is power.Only strength is justice.Everything in the world is the law of the jungle, and nothing else.He who is strong is the just.In the face of this force that is justice, all good will no longer be good.In the face of power, human nature does not know what it is, and evil ways can also become justice. Ah, in this way, if you want to become today's righteous faction in reality, you must be a powerful person.Why be afraid that future generations will call it injustice? Is it enough to be born in the present and be the righteous faction of the present? The justice of the overlord, the justice of high pressure, as long as there is such a thing, the struggle will never stop. Hey, we Japanese! Whether it is Sakyamuni, Confucius, or Christ, as long as he defies Japan, he must let him bleed and fight against him! The motherland, Japan, has the right to live and the duty to survive.We are her sacrifices, worthwhile sacrifices. On we go, then, till the glory of victory comes, till our last breath. The accumulated military victories will soon turn into diplomatic victories. Moreover, there will be the starting point of Mingda's glory. Late at night.The sound of folk songs still echoes in the night like a triumphant song. On the morning of the 18th, I washed my dirty clothes by the well next to the inner side of the city wall, and wiped my tired body that hadn't bathed for a long time.This was the first time I took a bath in more than a month, and my face and hands were also black, and the dirt fell off one by one.The toes were swollen and sore from the daily march.A dozen or so ducks swam in the small pond, three of which were brine to satisfy our stomachs. In the city, I saw the leaflet "A Letter to the People from All walks of life" issued by the enemy's 29th Army, and I copied it down. The Twenty-ninth Army of the Army warns the public from all walks of life Fathers and compatriots from all walks of life: The brutal Japanese aggressors have now resolutely launched an all-out war against us in China. The location is not only Hebei and Chahar, the flames of war in Zhangyuan, Shanghai are now fiercely burning. All important cities and towns in the police have discovered this one after another. This is simply an extraordinary move to swallow up our country and destroy our nation. We in China have been bullied by the Japanese everywhere in recent decades, and have suffered from the Japanese everywhere!The psychology of our pursuit of peace had to embark on the road of scorched earth resistance. The start of this war was in the middle of the night of July 7th. The Japanese troops stationed in Fengtai illegally performed exercises near the Marco Polo Bridge, and under the pretext that a soldier was missing, suddenly attacked my army stationed at the Marco Polo Bridge!In order to protect the survival of the nation, to protect the lives and property of tens of thousands of fathers and brothers in North China, to defend the territorial sovereignty of the motherland and to perform our sacred duties, from the night of July 7th until July On the 27th, we continued to fight the Japanese invaders. We resisted the enemy with a regiment of officers and soldiers. We fought against the Japanese army of 3,000 for more than 20 days and sacrificed heroically.The spirit of fighting one after another and not fearing death made the enemy tremble with fear. Our temporary abandonment of Pingjin is completely a change of strategy. When the opportunity comes, we can regain it immediately.However, where the Japanese invaders occupy, our compatriots will immediately live an inhuman life!Now, with blood and tears, I would like to report to you the following brutal and inhuman acts of the Japanese invaders!The Japanese invaders stationed everywhere, and most of the young women were raped! There was no escape.The owner of a fruit shop in Tianjin, because he reported to the Japanese army the place where our army’s guns were hidden, was suspected by the Japanese army and cut off his arms and shot all his staff. Many business people in the nearby area were affected! In the west of Beiping, I retreated the infantry and killed one of the enemy patrols. Yu Kou fled to the police station in embarrassment and killed all our peaceful policemen. The reason is that our police did not notify in advance!These few incidents are just a few percent of simple evil deeds. In addition, there are countless inhumane and unnatural actions. Pity our compatriots under the iron hoof, being ravaged by them!Let it be slaughtered!Some shameless people reported to us where the weapons were hidden, but they were killed because of this, which affected our relatives and neighbors.This proves that even if you try your best to win the favor of the Japanese invaders, you still cannot avoid the bad luck of being a ghost under the knife. fellow countrymen!To this day, only the army and the people unite and unite in the war of resistance, is the way to survive. Army Twenty-ninth Army Command In the afternoon, the order came down again. The 109th Wing of the 19th Brigade will switch defenses with the 107th Wing tomorrow and return to Ningjin City. We are puzzled.What does it mean to back off?Is the war over?We have been moving forward non-stop until today, why should we go backward?If the war ended here, it would be too simple.Something must have happened next. On October 19th, at seven o'clock in the morning, we set off from Nanhe.Soon we came to the wetland where Jun Hengshan and his team had worked. The land was dry, and the donkeys buried in the mud and watching us pass sadly had all fallen to the ground and died.When we passed here before, they sent us with a look of begging to go with us, hoping to save them, but at this moment, they have died and turned into cold corpses. One day has passed, and a new day has come.At 6:20 in the morning, we left the village and headed for the desert.The waves of the sand dunes were ups and downs, one wave after another, the 109th and 107th regiments came endlessly like a big snake.Artillery, cavalry, infantry, and heavy soldiers stirred up dust all the way.The appearance of the cavalry galloping from the opposite side of the dunes is as mighty and majestic as the warriors in the movie. The veterans had steamed yams, we had cigarettes.We are hungry, but they are full. Hey, uncle, how about exchanging cigarettes for sweet potatoes? There were such cries everywhere, and the exchange began. The sun was scorching, and the dunes were steaming. We rested on the dunes and started chatting with veterans.There is only one well where we rest.This well is probably prepared for travelers passing through the long sand dunes. Someone is turning the waterwheel, which is a slender, hanging waterwheel.The well water is clear and sparkles like crystal.I ran over. East!What are you doing!At this time, the captain of the warrant officer shouted loudly, and I had no choice but to turn around hopelessly. I am very dissatisfied, how can the water in the desert be poisonous? go ahead!A hundred meters ahead, there is a wide sand dune with grass growing on it. There was a military horse lying there in the grass.The warhorse, which was no longer functioning due to overwork, was abandoned, and I knew it had struggled to get onto the grass.The military horse is still alive, and it lifts its long neck from time to time, watching the passing team with a beautiful and touching feeling of farewell.The horse must be begging to walk with us, must be mourning the loss of his life. What looked like weeds was the branches soldiers used to shade their beloved horses from fatigue.The soldiers forgot their fatigue and ran to the distance to fold these branches to express their love. A military horse that has exhausted all its strength for the sake of the motherland! You crossed the sea for your beloved motherland, Japan, and came to the northern part of China thousands of miles away. You ran until your iron hoofs were worn out, worked until your heart stopped beating, and worked until your last breath.You and the master who loves you are far apart, Yin and Yang are separated, your master will not forget the pain of leaving you in the desert, and your master will pray for you to rest in peace in heaven. Your master is not inferior to you, he is stepping on the waves of sand, he loves you, and he has no other choice. I can't help but imagine the reluctance of the soldiers who ran to the distance to break branches to shade you. We move on, leaving behind the steeds that will die in the shade of the branches full of precious sympathy.Tangshan City (currently Longyao County, in 1937 there were two counties, Longping and Yaoshan, and the seat of Yaoshan County was Tangshan City.) appeared on the left.Dead horses bitten by wild dogs lay scattered on the sand dunes.After a while, along the west side of the long Yangshu Avenue, there is a wide and large shallow river with clear water.Stepping on the sand at the bottom of the river and crossing the river, the hot feet were cooled by the cold river water, and I felt indescribably comfortable.The reserve divisions who came to defend Nanhe City came one after another.On the left is a gentle hill that reminds one of a ski resort, of snow, of winter in a distant homeland.At the end of the gentle hills are rocky mountains.Choking the dust across the valley, then resting.I was ordered to take part in the camp, so I had to march in a hurry to go ahead of the troops. Second Lieutenant Nishihara was the commander of the camp, and we passed the second brigade and moved forward.We are very tired, but we still try our best to keep moving forward.Walk hard with one heart and one mind, and forget all the excessive fatigue.Just want to go.No, I didn't even think about leaving, I just kept going forward desperately. When it was getting dark, we began to feel hungry and thirsty.Pull some cabbage and radish and continue walking.The soldiers of the machine gun team and I couldn't bear the hunger and thirst, so we ran to the well in the field, where there were buckets hanging for people to fetch water at any time.We untied the ropes and fetched water, but the water was so dirty, muddy, that we had to dump it, and we were almost weeping with regret. Walking along the winding field path towards a village, the farmer came over with two buckets of clean water.We dipped our faces in the pail and drank like hungry babies.The baby wakes up.I took out the steamed buns I made when I set off from Nanwa from my backpack, and finally filled my stomach. We were strictly forbidden to conscript coolies, as it was disrespectful and gave the impression of lack of ambition.But we feel that fighting is fundamental, and marching should cooperate with fighting, which should allow us to reduce fatigue and use our strength in fighting. Second Lieutenant Nishihara said: We still have to go for a long time.The squadron leader wants to train, just this time. He agreed with us to conscript coolies. This sentence is a famous saying for us, a happy saying. I hired a young man of eighteen or nineteen to carry the backpack for me.The team of half coolies and half soldiers started walking desperately again.The sun was completely dark, and I shouted to the youth: Hurry up!Urge him to hurry up.The moon came out, reflecting the vast earth.No one spoke, and everyone walked forward in silence.The moon casts our shadows on the ground. At around ten o'clock, we finally arrived at a village at our destination.I was so tired that I could barely feel my feet were still on my body, my body seemed to be falling apart.However, we immediately looked for iron pots and oil for lighting, and started to build a bonfire. This was not so much the task of the campers, as it was out of deep friendship with our comrades.I was lying alone in the dormitory, waiting for the arrival of my comrades by the fire.Not a single villager. They knew in advance that we were coming and all fled.No matter how much I waited, the troops did not arrive, so I had no choice but to go to the dormitory of the squadron headquarters.While eating dinner, the second lieutenant yelled: "Fire!"The house that was on fire was assigned to my unit as a dormitory, and it was the fire I started for my comrades-in-arms.I forgot my physical fatigue and hurriedly dug well water to put out the fire. The troops we were anxiously waiting for have not arrived after a long time.I won't be camping somewhere.So we fell asleep too.But the fleas were crawling around, which made us toss and turn and couldn't sleep.I couldn't sleep with even one flea, I couldn't do anything about it.We lay down at one o'clock in the morning. In the morning, the fog shrouded the land, and it was impossible to see clearly from a few meters away. There probably was a spring near Ningjin City.A huge red sun rose from the morning mist.We walked at a leisurely pace, because we always felt that we were ahead of the main force.But when the morning mist cleared, we were startled to find a large force advancing all around us. The camp of our squadron is in Nanlouxia Village near Ningjin City.When we arrived at Nanlouxia Village, the headquarters of the brigade issued an emergency order: requisitioning vegetables is strictly prohibited.Because limited items must be uniformly controlled and rationed.The division gathered in Ningjin City and decided to rest for ten days. Our team and the dormitories of the second team were allocated in a large private house.Kinoshita arrived at some point and was waiting for us.Whenever there was a battle, he was left behind; as soon as he was stationed, he returned to the unit.No matter what happens in the future, the ten-day rest cannot but be said to be an indescribably happy event.We don't know what's going to happen tomorrow. We don't have the concept of tomorrow in our concept, and we only think about what is in front of us today.Never in my previous career have I felt rest so deeply as in battle. It might be wiser for us to think about how to grasp the situation we are in now rather than thinking about what will happen in the future.What will happen in the future, as long as we are not staff officers, we can do nothing.That is, whether you agree or not, what is supposed to come will come, and it will order you to obey.In short, since it is not something that can be changed by one's own will, it is better not to think about it. Having said that, we are still curious about what will happen tomorrow.This curiosity does not prevent us from enjoying our time today. Don't think about what may happen in the next moment, but just savor and capture the mood of that moment, this is a happy person. When we arrived at the dormitory, we first arranged sleeping places, then toilets, and then made a cooking duty schedule. The people on duty had to use limited food to make meals that suit everyone's different tastes.The food requisition team entered the uninhabited houses and brought back even a handful of wheat flour.The squadron set a time for going to bed and waking up.There was a China horse in a corner of our dormitory, probably left behind by the owner when he fled.At night, strange things happened. Kinoshita was always relaxed, so he was on duty at night.We were all so tired that we fell asleep.Suddenly, something went wrong!A terrible cry woke us up. He rushed out to see that Kinoshita was holding the strong and heavy door panel of the door and calling. What happened? There is something strange. Then you'll be fine if you hold the door?asshole! Where? In the corner over there. Is it the horse? Qianshan went to see it. When I went to the suspicious corner Kinoshita mentioned, there was nothing suspicious at all.Only the horse moved once or twice.It turned out that Kinoshita screamed when he heard the sound of the horse moving.What a goddamn thing.People scolded him, but he wasn't ashamed at all. After we rested here for ten days, we heard that we were going to Shanghai.It is said that the enemy in Shanghai used new chemical weapons such as poisonous gas.To this end, we have to carry out targeted training every day. The field post office also opened and began to allow us to mail things.This is the first time I have written a letter since I set off from Tianjin.Kenichi Sasaki wrote me a letter with newspaper clippings.The content of the newspaper clipping was about the dagger my mother gave me when I went out to fight. My mother told me at that time that if I was caught by the enemy, I would use this dagger to commit suicide.The title of the report was "Nangong is still alive today".This is really embarrassing.It is really disgusting to use this kind of thing as a virtue and write it into the report. Maybe some people like to be written like this, but I definitely belong to the category of people who hate being written like this, and I look down on people who like to make a fuss about writing this kind of content just for fun!Our actions are not material for posthumous good talks.Sasaki said: After reading this report, I am more courageous, and I am determined to work harder. He seemed to be a man who liked that sort of thing, the sort of thing that country goofy people like.He also knew that Fujiwara Heitaro was the captain of the transport team.Kakimoto wrote to me, and I am grateful for his friendship. His letter stated that my father learned about the soldiers fighting through the newspapers and told Shigeichi and Hatsue with tears in his eyes. I felt that I finally met my long-lost friend and father, and my thoughts gradually turned from my father to the mountains and rivers of my hometown. I wrote letters non-stop from morning to night, to Sasaki, to Nakagaki Tokuya, Kaki Futo, Saito Ryoji, to my parents, sister, Heitaro brother, to Tsuchida Sanshirō, Shitoto Risaburo, and so on. One day, it was my turn to cook. Each of us is only given three hemi per day.One big and three hemi can only eat half full in the army, and there is nothing to do if you are hungry.We must come up with a way to fill our stomachs and save food.The team members have been in a bad mood lately.Insufficient food has become the source of discord among comrades-in-arms, and everyone is in a bad mood.The cries of hunger, theft, suspicion, violence, slights, and evil-heartedness, were infested. Comrades who used to be united by friendship, mutual assistance and smiles are now full of suspicion, greed, selfishness and distrust due to the lack of food. I did not know that want of food made the hearts of men so base and vile.It looked like several hungry wolves greedily staring at the only piece of meat together. Although eating three meals a day will never cause people to starve to death, it is always like feeding a whale with sardines.Sufficient food and clothing, and then know etiquette, this sentence is absolutely true.If noble beauties and well-spoken high-class women were to starve, they would probably be like this too. If you go hungry for a day or two and know you'll be full on the third day, then it's okay to be hungry at all.But they have been hungry for a long time, and it is the same now, and they don't know when this situation will continue in the future, so it is forgiveable to expose some animal nature.Some sympathy should be given before contemptuous of their behavior. That being said, I couldn't help but feel disgusted to be in such an unpleasant atmosphere.The hotbed of this unhappiness is the gluttonous, suspicious and jealous Private First Class Noguchi, Senior Private Kameguchi, and Captain Nishimoto. The three of them almost quarreled to the point of spitting.Our team has some requisitioned wheat flour. I plan to make them into rice balls, but I put too much water and it didn’t make it well. I put in some more flour to make it firmer, but I am a person who can’t work. In the end it still didn't work out.When I cook, I don't know whether to put the soy sauce or the vegetables first. Thinking about the scene of my grandmother cooking fish in my hometown, I can't remember which one to put first.I don't know how much water to put in for cooking.Several times, no, often, it was either cooked into hard rice or gruel. Today's rice dumplings are not ready either.This led to a quarrel between me and Captain Nishimoto.He was the one who randomly ordered me to cook.I angrily argued that I was born and I didn't mean to. From that day on, I resolved never to cook again.Unpleasant domestic chores are simply too much of a nuisance. That greed brings an intolerable silence, almost unbelievable, that governs the relationships among men here more powerfully than dangerous bullets and strenuous marches. The team leader went to each unit one by one, asking if there was anything delicious to eat. At this time, he heard Gu Shan's other soldiers say he had a headache, so he reprimanded him: "You eat too much!"Every morning and evening, we roll rolls in the narrow aisle next to the big, dark gate, and Captain Uchiyama often said something like this: I will never die.No matter who among you, if you die in battle, I will definitely visit your grave.I firmly believe that I will not die.This kind of cliché, I don’t know how many times and how many days I have said it, it almost makes people feel that it has been overdone. When I went to the squadron office to be on duty after waiting for a soldier in Matsuban, a trumpeter said to me: The enemies we encountered this time had all kinds of weapons, and I heard that we would not be able to go back alive.Now, Shanghai is fighting very badly, and it is said that our army died a lot in battle.Although the only ones fighting us were the enemies in Shanghai and North Manchuria, but this time I knew I would not survive, so I sent all the money back to China.