Chapter 9 【Volume 2 Blood Sacrifice of the Nation My Rizhi Incident War Record】

【Section III】 On December 11, dawn broke in the east, and the shelling began in the morning mist.Let's gather at the squadron headquarters. This is a rich family with a luxurious house.There is a neat and beautiful lawn in the spacious courtyard, and green trees line the lawn.There was a spring in the backyard, and the smooth stones were covered with moss.Next to the path in the courtyard is a quaint golden Buddha.Glazed tile roofs and vermilion columns complement each other.Nice interior with some modern flair.Spring, summer, autumn, and winter flowers and birds are painted on the ceiling, and the floor is covered with gorgeous carpets, on which we walk mercilessly in our muddy leather shoes.In the glass bookcase in the room on the right, there are ancient books and scroll paintings that look very precious.In the glass cabinet in the room on the left, there is a collection of priceless Chinese pottery.The pottery is wrapped in silk and numbered one by one, with the words Qianlong Year, Kangxi Year, and Daoguang Year printed on it.

The era of Iezuna Tokugawa in my country coincided with the most prosperous period of the Qing Dynasty when Emperor Kangxi, Emperor Yongzheng, and Emperor Qianlong reigned in China. Famous scholars such as Qian Daying and Huang Zongxi emerged. ", "Kangxi Dictionary" and other great works, this is an era of cultural prosperity. Private First Class Tanaka, who claims to have an eye for cultural relics, said: These treasures have never been seen in our country, and their value is simply astronomical.These words made me see that he was already materialistic. He forgot that this was a battlefield and was looking for valuable things.I wasn't interested in these things at first, but under the influence of Tanaka's antique craze, I confiscated calligraphy and paintings of famous people and two fans with signatures in Wuxi, and I confiscated hanging scrolls in Wujin.

On both sides of the fan, there are opposite poems on the left and right, depicting butterflies, flowers and plants.The painting on the hanging scroll shows the emperor sitting on the back of an elephant, and the inscription is the first year of Daoguang. Tanaka salivated at the pottery, put his body aside, and stuffed these things into his backpack greedily. Although Tanaka is only thirty-seven years old, he is already a reserve soldier who is prematurely aging.It may be because of his carpentry work, his back is hunched, his face is haggard, he walks staggeringly, and he is old. He is more lustful and greedy than anyone else.We were all influenced by his antique fandom and ransacked the room for crockery.I took five incense burners or something and a few saucers.All the bulky items that could not be carried were smashed to pieces.

Tanaka regretted that he was not a heavy soldier, otherwise he would have moved away the reclining Buddha statue he coveted. There was an oil painting of a nude woman in a glass frame hanging in the back room. I don’t know who painted pubic hair on the crotch. Another hole was poked in the crotch, and another male nude was painted, turning a good painting into obscenity. In the cold weather, we took off the packing cloth from the luxurious chairs and tied them around our waists and around our necks. In this house, we smashed all the items that could not be taken away intact. When the artillery fires, we are given full freedom to do as we please and as we please.

The soldier of the second unit who was sleeping in front of the yard suddenly yelled, his right foot was bleeding, and the blood stained his trouser leg. Hello!You are lucky, you are still alive!Bullets can't fly into the hospital.Come back after you capture Nanjing!Although he was seriously injured, he went to the rear very cheerfully. The shelling continued until two o'clock in the afternoon.The infantry began to attack.We moved to another bungalow.The enemy is aiming their mortars here as the infantry artillery fires heavily from the open space.The courtyard wall of this bungalow is of cement structure, and there is a duty room at the entrance of the courtyard.We had to go through this wide courtyard gate to the ditch on the opposite side of the road, and through the depression to attack the enemy on the high ground, the enemy concentrated their manpower to block the gate.

Bullets hit the goal post and flew in all directions.If you want to pass through this gate, you have to go through it with a rain of bullets.We moved forward against the wall and rushed out when the enemy's bullets stopped.In the fierce fire blockade, with our highly concentrated attention and extremely cautious judgment, we rushed out of the gate in a flash, without any casualties, and miraculously passed through this life-and-death barrier.We reached the pit and lay down in the grass. The enemy concentrated their firepower again, pressing us so that we could not advance or retreat.We couldn't see the enemy hiding behind the bushes on the high ground, and the enemy probably couldn't see us either. They just fired according to their own judgment. I thought, this time it's dead!Bullets flew from everywhere.Mortar shells whized over our heads and exploded not far behind us.Our first team was lying in the grass in a row.Captain Nishimoto is not with me, where is he?Is it in front?I am the acting team leader, waiting for other team members to gather here.Tanaka trembled with fear.We were all as motionless as stones.We know that in this situation, even a slight movement is very dangerous.I stuck to the ground and said: What a powerful bullet!Then he muttered again: Is everyone here?Private First Class Kumano replied softly: It seems that they are all here.

Hello!The captain is injured!I don't know who called out. Acting team leader Captain Araki's hand was pierced by a bullet.I ordered Private First Class Honma to nurse Corporal Araki off the line of fire.Now Corporal Nishimoto is the captain of the third team.The third team advances!At this time, an order came from the woods in front, and the artillery shells of the enemy and our side shuttled back and forth above our heads, roaring like a gust of wind. Machine gun bullets and rifle bullets flew around.I even wonder why the shells on both sides don't collide in the air? This is the flurry of death.

I believe that I will not die, and I am convinced that bullets cannot penetrate my body, so I am not afraid at all.I can't explain why I have this kind of mentality, I always feel that bullets are polite to me.I made up my mind and prepared to rush out. I told the soldiers to say: Hello!I will rush out first and find a hidden place to notify you, and then you rush over there!I rushed more than 70 meters in one breath and came to the bottom of the big forest.This is a blind spot for enemy firepower, which is relatively safe. I roared: The first team is moving forward!go ahead!As a result of the advance, there was no movement, and the team members were probably hesitating.I lay down in the grass and stuffed some compressed biscuits to fill my stomach.After gathering, everyone piled their backpacks on the edge of the bamboo forest, ready for an assault, then crossed the small river and climbed up the hillside to stand by.

It seems that this area is on the outskirts of Nanjing, and there are few beautiful bungalows.We climbed up the road, and the front was like Sangtian. There was a bungalow in the woods to the left of Sangtian. The enemy threw grenades one after another as if angry.I don't know how many enemies are sticking to the bungalows, even if there are only two or three, it is more difficult to deal with than dozens of enemies on the flat ground.These desperadoes pose a great threat to us, and this bungalow has been used as a bunker. I'm on the right side of the troop.A big tree fell on the road about ten meters to my right, which was an obstacle set up by the enemy.About a hundred meters to the right, thick black smoke billowed from the burning house.Night is falling, covering the carnage on the ground.The flame flickering in the dark is like a drunken man. I found that the enemy was shaking like a paper shadow (paper shadow, similar to the shadow puppets in Chinese shadow puppetry.) in the flames. Paper Shadow fired.Although I came to the big tree ten meters away from the troops in the dark, this action did not mean that I was really brave. I just wanted to show it in front of the huddled comrades.

Leaving the troops for a little while in a night battle will make people feel scared. I don't know who said: Shoot there, the enemy will rush over from the right, don't shoot indiscriminately!We lay in ambush in the grass, waiting for an opportunity.The grenades that were constantly thrown from the bungalow in front exploded frequently in the empty night.While we were in ambush, the officer of the Ninth Regiment came here to talk to the squadron leader.According to the second lieutenant, the mountain fire last night was set by the enemy.The soldiers of the 33rd Regiment attacked from the middle of the mountain and encountered great difficulties.Trapped in a ring of fire, they dismantled their heavy machine guns and escaped.He was attacked on the way and suffered heavy casualties.Twelve soldiers from a unit of the Ninth Regiment stepped on a mine and were blown to pieces.

The squadron leader did not give the order for the assault for a long time, and finally told us to stop the assault and retreat to a bungalow ten meters behind for the night.The bungalow is very beautiful, surrounded by a stone courtyard wall about a person's height.There is a garage next to the gate, a large yard, and a basement.The first and second teams were stationed in another room next to the door. After closing the windows, they lit a fire in the stove to keep warm, and let the night shift guard the fire. Everyone lay down, and I walked up the stairs to the second floor with a flashlight. Checked the room. There are large desks and bookcases in the room on the second floor, and all kinds of books and documents are messy.Looking around from the second floor, there are machine gun fires in all directions, and the flares trail a long trail of light like meteors.Some places are fires, and some places are bright bonfires. I think of the sea in the summer night in my hometown.Like stars falling on the water, the gas lights of fishermen catching squid flickered between the waves. I sat down, lit one of the two remaining cigarettes, and looked around quietly in the cold wind.Suddenly, I thought out: When will I die?Is it tomorrow? I couldn't help but feel a cold thing rushing towards me, and I went down the stairs in a panic. The squadron leader stayed in the safest place in the basement.We all laughed and said: The squadron leader said it all, it was terrible! Throughout the night, the sound of Czech machine gun fire was like festive fireworks, all night long and without a break. On the 12th, at around 7:00 in the morning, we set off before breakfast was made. The enemies who kept throwing grenades last night had long since disappeared this morning.We entered a palace-style building that was said to be a university but not like a school.In the school, there are blackboards with female teachers scribbled on and a portrait of Mr. Jiang Zhongzheng, the national leader. The portraits were ripped off and trampled under muddy army boots. Heavy machine guns fired violently from the windows of the large room, killing one of the shooters. It may be that the heavy soldiers arrived, and each of them distributed twenty-five Asahi brand cigarettes, which was a timely help. Started to advance from the bushes on the left side of the school, ran for more than 50 meters quickly and crawled forward.The thorns pierce my hand, I put on the gloves collected from Hengshui in Northern China, and crawled like a grub.Enemy bullets roared overhead.On the road, the four light tanks rumbling forward fired machine guns and fired shells.We run behind the tanks, dodging enemy bullets.While running, he caught up with the front tank.The tank stopped and we jumped into the hollow.There is a small river here, and there is a stone bridge over the river. There are obstacles on the stone bridge, which are full of logs and big stones.A one-meter-wide trench was dug next to the pier. The tank encountered an obstacle and could not move forward, so it stopped there and fired.We immediately took cover to a safe place by the river to avoid incoming bullets.The twenty-three-year-old captain of the Nishimoto Division is an active-duty corporal corporal. When we were drafted into the army, he was a corporal.Although he had just graduated from infantry school, he was quickly promoted to our squad leader because he was a corporal volunteer.He was a reckless daredevil. He said to let the tank pass, and then went to the bridge to remove the obstacles.We didn't think it would make sense to do that, so we didn't reach out.No matter how hard he tried, the huge stone remained motionless.Enemy bullets flew over.He shouted loudly: I am doing it here, are you doing revolution? Are you afraid of bullets?I got angry and did this kind of useless work.At this time, Hashimoto and I were completely exposed on the bridge, which was very dangerous.Just as we were halfway through, the team had crossed the river and started moving.I stopped and went after the party, and Nishimoto followed me off the bridge.I didn't accept it after being told that I was afraid of bullets, so I took the risk of doing such a stupid thing.Fortunately, I didn't die in vain.In retrospect, I feel that in this situation, it is better to bear it like everyone else. The first team occupied Zhang Xueliang's home.Before arriving at Zhang Xueliang's house, there was an earthen wall about seven feet high. Inside and outside the earthen wall, trenches were dug everywhere, and the enemies who had just died in the trenches were still bleeding.A lot of ammunition was scattered under the eyes of the earthen wall.The trenches were littered with blue cloth bags of grenades. The anti-Japanese heroes in cotton-padded clothes, leg wraps, and low-cut cloth shoes squatted and died there.Fabrics with various patterns were piled up in the pretty house. The soldiers wrapped the red fabrics around their waists and necks, feeling a spring atmosphere, more energetic, as if they had met a woman and were attracted by her soft belt Touching it with a scented slender hand, the red color is easy to make people's blood surge.Zhang Xueliang's house is built on a gentle slope covered with lawns, and it is a mansion.A cannonball had blasted a hole in the grass-green tiled roof, and machine guns were rattling out of the hole.We enter the grand door, walk through the spacious hallway, and meet in the living room.The hall is facing the enemy's position, and a large round table is placed in the center of the hall.Sitting on the luxurious spring chair is like being in a car, with your chest and belly puffed out, giving people a great feeling.We are covered in dirt, sitting on soft chairs, sitting around the table, smoking Asahi cigarettes that have just been distributed, stroking our dusty beards that have not been washed for a long time, as if we are officers attending a major battle meeting, with our feet together, sitting upright , really stylish.As for me, with my legs crossed, my face up and my face puffing, my left hand resting on my head, I put on the appearance of a meritorious minister.Lovely children!Warriors are children. Komazawa said solemnly, as if making a major declaration: You can say it! Everyone!Regarding the incident of attacking Nanjing, he continued: In my opinion, the guys in the depot department did not fully perform their duties. Since the landing, they have not given us a single supply of food and grass, which made us worry about the food problem while fighting.We didn't even get a bag of flour and sauce, and the non-staple food was pickle leaves every day.There are grenades thrown everywhere in the trenches, but it's a pity you can't eat them! Kumano with a big beard and a snub nose also stared and said: But, the boys in the military station must be popular and drink hot food! I blew out the smoke ring and said: Don't worry!Entering Nanjing is the same as Wuxi, with everything you need. Tanaka looks old and has no sexual desire, but he still thinks about women.He said: Women will have it too. In addition, there will be antiques. Yes, Lao Dong, if I can bring some more back to China, I will open an antique shop. When I enter Nanjing City, the first thing I want to do is to rush into the dim sum shop! Shimada, what store are you going to? I go to camera shops and watch shops. Don't you kid have a watch? I've been collecting these things to play with recently. I want a camera, you boy get me one too.I'll get you some refreshments. Komazawa said in a sarcastic tone: In our team, Noguchi is a veteran of this kind of thing, no matter what, as long as he is entrusted to him, he can almost get it.But, it's strange to say, maybe it's because he eats too much sweet rice cakes and small bean porridge, so he is considered a coward in wars. Every time a battle starts, this kid stays behind, not doing anything.But as soon as he arrived at the station, he was of great use.Confiscating items, he took the number one spot in the squadron. He is despicable, selfish, and annoying, but this kid is really capable at this point, he is not bad.Kinoshita is not cured anymore. He has never been on a battlefield. He is a warrior who has never heard the sound of bullets. It's amazing.But what he does is plausible, but he is just a stray cat and a miser who doesn't work at all.If Nanjing was captured, he would definitely say that he captured it.At that time, I will definitely have to return to the team again. There is really nothing I can do about him. Oops, stop talking.It is said that as long as Nanjing is defeated, we can return to China triumphantly, and we can eat whatever we want.Let's go a step further.However, perhaps among the people who are alive while speaking, some will die.Shimada lowered his voice again and said, Your Excellency our squadron leader is not trustworthy at all, and this is the most terrifying thing. He shows off his power all day long, and you can tell by his face that he is neurotic. Because he was still a twenty-five-year-old boy.I also added contemptuously. But look at Jiangdao again.Although this second lieutenant is young, he is so brave! The kid in our squadron leader, just because he has no confidence and ability, puts on airs and is arrogant. He is afraid that others will look down on him, which will make him look down on him even more. The captain of that kid seems incompetent at all!Shimada laughed and said, at this time, there was a shout: Dashan was hit! Dashan was hit while passing through the corridor. We were smoking cigarettes leisurely like military officers just now, and now we have to lean our bodies against the wall, because enemy bullets may still fly in from the windows. By the window wall, while we were chatting, the second team set off without saying hello.We hurriedly stepped over the bamboo fence and ran forward desperately in the depression.After arriving at a safe farmland, I unloaded my backpack.Ordering the coolies to guard the backpack, we entered the assault state. There is a high slope more than 100 meters ahead of us, and there is a luxurious building on it. It is said that there will be an attack there tonight.Bullets rained down on the ground and trees, and we lay down behind the mound of earth, waiting for the order from the squad leader to move forward.But after a long time, I didn't see him back.The second team lay down in front of us and moved forward under the command of the team leader.The third team, like us, lay prone in the back. Tanaka, Takehashi, Kumano, Shimoban, and Komazawa and I lay down behind the mound of graves that were so short that they were exposed when we raised our heads.The enemy's bullets were very accurate and hit the surroundings of the earthen grave.We were pressed to the ground like a mat, the brim of our helmet dug into the ground.The sun turned her last rays from the horizon to the sky, and night drew near.We lay on the ground for nearly two hours, feeling bored.So, everyone put their faces on the ground and smoked. Suddenly, the enemy's bullets came like a rainstorm, probably because the enemy discovered the smoke we exhaled.We immediately put out our cigarettes and continued to lie on our stomachs without making a sound. The last light dimmed and darkness crept over the fields.Xiben rushed back and scolded: What are you guys doing?They said they were going to charge, why didn't you charge up! Everyone is very angry. What!Didn't you kid tell us to lie down here and wait for you to come back and inform us?Our legs are numb from waiting, so you are the team leader? Also said what we do, what does this mean!You bastard!What qualifications do you have to be captain?I cursed in my heart as I crossed the soil stalks in the bamboo bushes and crossed the ridge. There was a narrow traffic trench in front of me. The third team was here. Everyone held their bayonet guns tightly and held their breath. The atmosphere was extremely tense.We followed closely behind Cao Chang Ono, the leader of the third team, hunched over and waited for the light to be swallowed by the darkness. The health guards went down to Doi and shouted in a low voice: The third team!The third team!Came here. Cao Chang didn't point out anyone specifically, and reprimanded him: "Health soldiers are not afraid of walking here alone. What are you afraid of?"right!There is nothing to be afraid of, we have no hesitation or fear at all. Someone came over quietly.It turned out to be a corporal from the Ninth Regiment. Order us to occupy that high ground, what is the situation?he asked. It had been bombarded by heavy artillery during the day, and it was fortified and difficult to take. I replied. Do you also act now? Yes. After speaking, the corporal disappeared into the twilight again. Friendly planes fly like eagles high in the sky.We crawled quietly in the trenches.It was agreed that all members of the squadron would be dispatched to attack Sifang City at night, so they must keep in touch.Squadron leader!Squadron leader!I yelled two or three times, but Cao Chang was not full of energy, and ordered decisively: "The time is up, the other teams have already attacked, let's attack!" It was completely dark around.Mystery, tension, and austerity made the night appear thicker, and we felt breathless. We moved forward step by step quietly. After dark, the gunshots seemed to have come to an end, and the surroundings became quiet. The gunshots in the distance were just like the enemy's own quarrel. Cao Chang's Japanese sword shone coldly in front of my eyes.Out of the end of the trench, came to the grass.The weeds got tangled up in the shoe and it snapped off.About 100 meters ahead, we heard the sound of waterfalls.The small river made a pitiful sound and flowed quietly.The shoes were filled with water and made a puffing sound when walking.The small river that can be easily crossed during the day is not good now.After crossing the creek, there is a slope where the grass grows more lushly. Our death squad has to go up the slope.At this time, I only had one thought in my heart: I must climb to the top!I followed behind Cao Chang.There are enemies on the top of the ramp. I want to surpass Cao Chang and go ahead.Cao Chang still walked quietly ahead of me, and walking ahead meant death.It is difficult to get ahead, but easy to follow.I thought more than once: I want to rush to the front!But the great gravity of fear prevented me from doing it anyway.My nerves were concentrated on the eyes and ears, which were alert as those of a horse, and the eyes, presumably, shone like those of a wild animal.The gun in his hand is clinging to his waist, and when he encounters an enemy, he goes up to fight the bayonet. After climbing about 30 meters, the team leader held up the Japanese sword and shouted loudly: Wow!Wow, I felt like I was kicked in the chest, and then I yelled, wow, wow.The shouting aroused my emotions, and I was like crazy.There was a ditch immediately ahead, and I found an enemy in front of him. He was about to run to the right. Suddenly, the team leader slashed across, but almost missed.At the critical moment, I opened the safety catch, fired a shot from behind, and clearly saw the enemy fall down.Step over the trench and continue forward, with the gun close to your waist, no matter what happens, just shoot forward.I only had the words life and death intertwined in my mind. Although I was not afraid of anything, I always felt like lightning flashed by, and doubts about life or death flashed in my mind. Our unexpected shouts broke through the night like dogs barking.The enemies who were suddenly attacked were in a panic, and their machine guns roared as if their ammunition depots were on fire.The sounds of the enemy's shooting and ours were intertwined, earth-shattering, and broke the tranquility of the night.They were hit by us like a typhoon.At first glance, we appear to be demon-possessed, insane, undisciplined, and brutish.In fact, we are in a highly sensitive and tense fighting atmosphere, with insight and intuition, without orders and calls, and we cooperate with each other with a tacit understanding.We are decisively determining the position, enemy situation, speed, relationship with comrades, terrain, etc. of both the enemy and us by intuition in an instant, and we are definitely not in a state of forgetfulness and no thought. We shoot not to kill the enemy, but to intimidate.The most important thing is the sound.Intimidating and disturbing voices can make all the difference on the battlefield. I gripped the gun tightly at my waist and pulled the trigger mechanically.I crossed the second trench, shooting as I went.When loading the bullet for the fifth time, it jammed. The bullet stuck tightly. The more I panicked, the more I couldn't get it out.I was extremely anxious, on the one hand, I wanted to watch the enemy's movements, and on the other hand, I had to smash the barrel of the gun, shouting loudly to follow, for fear of falling behind.I kept encouraging myself in my heart, not to panic, but to be calm, and while walking in small steps, I took the bullets out.However, the bullets in the chamber could not be removed, so I thought to myself: Forget it!If you can't shoot, fight with a bayonet!With high spirits, he followed Cao Chang across the third trench. Here, the enemy constructed two or three layers of fortifications. In front of me was a huge hell where madmen howled.The bullets are singing the song of death, and the people are screaming and dancing the dance of hell.We are wow!Wow! Barking hysterically, his throat was about to bleed.Now, we are not human beings, but roaring beasts. Like a pack of ferocious hungry wolves vying for a slain beast, we approached Sifang City step by step.The bad thing is that my gun is malfunctioning now. I want to stop and try to fix the jammed magazine. At this time, my comrades walked past me one by one.I took off my hat and urged myself in my heart: hurry up!quick!calm!calm!While resting the gun on the hat, he started to repair it.At any rate, he took out the two bullets, quickly took out the magazine from his pocket and loaded it into the gun chamber. After loading the bullets, he desperately caught up with the troops.But Cao Chang was not found, and the comrades were crawling on the last slope.I didn't care what happened, and climbed up. I looked up at the high ground, and the violent bullets were flying towards us.The Sifang City looming in front of us in the dark night.It's a full seventy meters from me to the gate. When the enemy came out of Sifang City and was looking around, he ate a row of bullets from us. The enemy was frightened by our unexpected night attack and fled in all directions. Our left was also shooting at them.We thought that the first and second squads also participated in this night attack, so we contacted them and called their names, but there was no reply at all.It doesn't feel like a night raid to us. Chief Ono Cao shouted loudly: How about the other teams?Are you there?But no one agreed, and only then did they know that they did not act according to plan.During the day, the cooperation of heavy artillery failed to take down this strong Sifang City, and now our third team is allowed to attack alone. We are so surprised that we have nothing to say.We were worried that if we failed to attack, we would be wiped out by the enemy, so we sent messengers to the squadron headquarters at Zhang Xueliang's house in the rear. After a while, a fierce gun battle broke out in the pine forest below on the right.The subordinate troops of the Ninth Wing launched an offensive, which was a timely help.Without them, we would have been attacked back and forth, and our entire army might have been wiped out.Suddenly, I found a figure appeared on the right side of the city.I fired a shot and the figure disappeared.I thought I was knocked down, but another figure emerged from under the pine tree, walking towards here swaggeringly.I'm very surprised, could it be that the comrades in arms came back from the other side of the city?impossible!I stared at him strangely. who is it?who is it?I gripped the loaded gun tightly and asked. Japan!Japan!Shadow answered as he approached. How could there be an answer to Japan, Japan's comrades-in-arms?Is someone deliberately joking?what to do?Just when I couldn't make up my mind, the figure was already two meters away from me.By the moonlight, I saw that he was wearing a China Army helmet, which confused me, and I was really anxious.After the comrades lost their steel helmets, many of them wore steel helmets of the Chinese Army, and besides, they couldn't tell the color of their clothes at night.It's the enemy!But what if it is not the enemy? I was hesitating, and then I thought about it, it was no big deal to be a comrade-in-arms, so I pulled the trigger, fired a shot, and the shadow fell down with a bang.After he was shot and fell down, I was still worried. What if he was a comrade-in-arms?Look carefully at the person who is moaning in pain.ah!Sure enough, it was a Chinese soldier.Finally, a stone fell to the ground, and I felt relieved.This reckless and bold madman is really hateful. I shot him again and sent him to the west. I wonder why this person is so bold. Besides, I think it is difficult to judge the enemy and the enemy in night battles. , a password must be specified. On the high ground, I looked up again. After a few minutes, more than a dozen enemies appeared on the right side. After a burst of shooting from us, the enemies fled.However, there was another figure approaching from the pine forest on the right, and Private First Class Ju Cang also wondered, was the figure an enemy or a comrade in arms?Private First Class Iyakura, a cheerful and comical recruit, asked the approaching figure: Hello!who are you?From Ju Cang's tone, I judged that this figure must be a comrade in arms. Hello!who?Why don't you answer?Ju Cang asked the other party again. Japan!Japan!The figure replied. As soon as I heard it, oops, I was very skeptical and answered Japan!Japanese people. Ju Cang seemed to believe it, he said: Japan!If it is a friendly army, it is a friendly army!Don't be ridiculous and say something about Japan, idiot! Ju Cang said again: Then, who are you?They were already standing face to face, it was too late to say it, it was so fast, I hadn't had time to shout: No!It's the enemy! Ju Cang stabbed the bayonet, and with a bang, the figure fell down. well!Fool!Hearing Ju Cang's cry, he stabbed the dead figure with the bayonet. I ran down from the heights. He gasped and said to me: Dongjun!It's the enemy, it's a Chinese soldier!Then he stabbed again.The enemy fell at our feet. Ju Cang said to me: I thought it was weird at first, but when I heard it was about Japan!After Japan, he thought he was a comrade-in-arms, so he let him approach here.After a closer look, this kid used a Czech-style gun, so he must be the enemy, so I stabbed him to death.It's dangerous!Almost fell for him. Thank you for being so accurate with Czech guns. The Czech style is shorter than the 38 style.If the length is the same, it is difficult to distinguish.Maybe I will be killed by him today!Ju Cang kicked the corpse angrily. Cao Chang roared angrily: The team leader gathered the team members, the team on the right guarded the right, and the team on the left guarded the left! I yelled: First Squad Assemble!Gather the team under the middle pine tree. The moon hangs high in the sky, and the cyan moonlight shines on the ground. We shout: "Squad leader!"Nishimoto!Nishimoto!However, there was no sign of the team leader. Although Cao Chang only ordered to guard the left and right sides, but I think the ninth regiment below is fighting and the middle is very dangerous, so I decided to move the first unit to the middle. There was no enemy on the high ground, and the Ninth Wing was fighting fiercely below.Not far from the lower right, the enemy's Czech guns are spitting out flames. Could it be that Xiben was killed, no one answered, and he was not in the team.Maybe dead. I don't know where to go!The coward!While we were talking, he came back. The team leader reprimanded us and said: What are you doing? Report!Because there are many bullets coming from behind, we are contacting the Ninth Regiment about the assault here. Whose order?Don't act casually when the assault is the most critical!When everyone was rushing desperately, you kid actually retreated in order to make contact!asshole! It is said that Private First Class Kumano had to undertake the task of rescuing the wounded while charging.At such times, it is absolutely forbidden to act without an order. The first and second teams and the squadron leader arrived.Why didn't they take part in the assault?And why did they retreat to the rear without contact? On the lower right there is a road, and there is a small house on the side of the road. From this small house, the enemy's machine guns fired heavily at the Ninth Regiment.We had intended to fire heavily at the enemy from the side.But because they don't know the progress of the Ninth Wing, they can only stand by on the spot.I was going to use a grenade to eliminate this machine gun fire point, so I took a few grenades from the second squad of soldiers lined up on the high ground, and crawled towards the enemy under the shade of the pine trees.It is estimated that the distance from the enemy is about forty-five meters.I thought: Forget it!Nanjing is in front of me now, it is better not to do unnecessary things, otherwise death will be useless.But I thought again: what is there to be afraid of!At the same time, I also asked myself: Is there no sense of publicity mixed with my brave behavior?While crawling, I threw a grenade at the enemy. Unfortunately, it bloomed at a hard ground of about ten meters, and it didn't work.When I was about to climb back to the team along the pine shade, I found a suspicious enemy figure walking.I lay down on the ground and aimed and shot by the moonlight, but the enemy disappeared into the darkness without any resistance.I thought to myself, there are still enemies here. When we were guarding, three people came up from below, who were they?What to do? Allies!Based on our past experience, it is not enough to simply answer that friendly forces are not enough.Alliance number and name must be reported.Since our assault, internally stipulated contact passwords such as Shan and Chuan. The three who came were soldiers from the Ninth Regiment, and they brought the wounded.The wounded was shot in the stomach.When I heard that I had been shot in the stomach, I thought this kid was hopeless. Almost no one has been rescued after being shot in the stomach. As long as the chest is shot, as long as it is not the heart, even if it is pierced, it can generally be saved. The wounded man was in agony, his throat was hissing like a flute, shouting like a storm, wailing and groaning like curses. He was shouting hoarsely, struggling in pain: Give me a shot!ah!uncomfortable!Give me a shot!The sound pierced our hearts. He was crying out in grief: Boys!boys!It is usually said that we are comrades-in-arms, why don't you listen to me now, hello!Hello!Please!Give me a shot!Give me a shot!All his comrades sympathized with him and stood by, unable to help.Their comrades, struggling in pain, begged to kill him.Why don't you give me a shot, why don't you kill me, are you punishing me: Are you still comrades in arms?The cry, the heart-wrenching cry of pain, like the roar of hell, pierces our hearts like ice in the cold night.Although we are very simple at the moment of life and death, his painful cry touched the hearts of each of us.He moaned like mad, screaming, "Give me a shot, until his last breath."His young life was coming to an end. The bullet passed through his stomach, and the hot young blood tormented him and flowed to the cold ground. Suddenly, Orbital!After a few beeps, the explosion of mortar shells was heard, and his screams disappeared. Hello!Another hit.The leg was blown off by the shell. Damn, another one got hurt.The squadron leader rushed over.We are already furious. It was only later that we all admired and admired the squadron soldier whose legs were blown off by shells. He also seemed very energetic.He said, "It's not a big deal. It doesn't hurt at all. Once the bleeding is stopped, everything will be fine."不是還沒死嗎！以後我還要上戰場。據說在被送往有軍醫的後方的途中，他也沒顯露出一絲懼色。儘管軍醫盡力搶救，最終還是因出血過多死了。 但是一直到流盡最後一滴血，只剩最後一口氣的臨終時刻，他都還神情安詳，面帶笑容。軍醫都衷心感歎，說從沒有見過如此堅強的士兵。 迫擊炮又開始攻擊了。 我們第三小隊把防守的任務交給另一個小隊後，回到突擊前的地方去取背包。 我們取了背包再回來時，在路旁垂死掙扎的最後一個團也逃走了。從十日開始持續了三天的這場激烈到極點的地獄大演奏，也突然停止了，這是一場不分晝夜，混雜著炮聲、槍聲、爆炸聲、叫喊聲的大演奏，如此激烈的聲音，不用說在過去，可能將來我再也聽不到了吧。 不知怎麼了，突然遠近都聽不到一聲槍響了，就好像突然停電似的，敵人全都逃跑了吧？一種令人難以置信的寧靜。 這是一個月光如水的靜謐夜晚。我們進了城（指四方城）。皎潔的月光從被炮擊壞的窗戶的缺口射了進來，照在樓梯上，樓梯一片狼藉。鋼筋混凝上的柱子倒了，屋頂也被掀掉了，到處都是碎片，連下腳的地方都沒有。清寒的月光照在這片廢墟上，落下斑駁的黑影。我沐浴在這寂靜廢墟中的月光下，俯視著這片大地，凜冽的寒風從軍服的破洞鑽了進來，此時，狂怒後的大地已筋疲力盡，安靜地躺著。如同猛獸一般瘋狂的敵我雙方，這時都沉寂下來了。 在這屠宰人類的工廠突然停止運轉的寂靜中，有的戰友已經長眠，再也不知道明天；有的戰友因重傷，還在痛苦地呻吟。 死對我們來說隨時都可能發生，但我還在呼吸，我還活著。 快到南京了，我還能活著回去吧！ 地下室裡燃著紅紅的篝火。我本想躲在二樓角上一個圍欄裡睡覺，但難耐逼人的寒氣，只好下樓進了地下室。 地下室裡，我們圍著篝火，一起做飯，暢談戰爭情況和有關南京的事。地下室深處有一根自來水管，當然從自來水管流出來的水不可能來自水源地，是積存在管子裡的水。我把水裝進水壺，燒水，做飯。燒水的柴火是桌子、椅子之類的傢俱。 中隊長向我問了有關突擊的情況。據士兵們說，第一、第二小分隊已整裝待發，準備夜襲，但中隊長不知是害怕，還是懷疑不能成功，竟然下了撤退的命令。指揮班的士兵也不知中隊長在哪兒，怎麼找也找不到，當然中隊長並沒躲起來，但士兵們很是懷疑。我在冰冷堅硬的混凝土地上躺著。 十二月十三日。 上午七點，我們列隊出發。此時中隊長宣佈：南京已於昨晚陷落，即刻入城！ ah!終於佔領了南京，我們都低聲交談，相互慶賀。我們的努力終於得到了回報，這多麼令人歡欣鼓舞，振奮人心啊！ 我們恍然大悟，原來昨天夜裡十點左右敵人的槍聲突然停止，正意味著敵人逃跑了。如果那時中隊長有勇氣乘勝追擊的話，我們將會立頭功，獲得更大的榮譽啊！it's a pity!之所以能徹底攻佔南京，是因為我們的夜襲瓦解了敵人的最後一道防線。我們都很後悔，如果中隊長下達前進的命令，我們的手將最早把日本國旗高掛在城樓上，我們勇敢的夜襲也將更加輝煌。但是我們有了遺憾。儘管如此，我們也很自豪，無論誰先到達城裡，都是為夜襲立功，所以我們都覺得自己無愧於那些溢美之詞。 第一分隊奉命保護和收容傷員。我臨時代理分隊長，帶領七名隊員留在城裡，為了防備殘敵襲擊，我們將三名傷員轉入地下室，命令隊員們輪流上屋頂監視，我四處巡查。手腳受傷的傷員從昨夜起流血不止，護理工作非常棘手，軍醫和衛生員都不在，我們除了說些安慰的話以外別無他法。在這空曠的大樓地下室裡，我們圍著篝火，一邊為南京的陷落而高興，一邊卻為戰友們痛苦的呻吟而心痛。室內什麼傢俱也沒有，全然像個怪物，冷颼颼，空蕩蕩，柱子東倒西歪，屋頂毀壞，這破敗的景象在訴說著炮擊的殘酷。地下室深處放著一台切紙機。 我走出屋外去看戰跡。和暖的陽光普照大地，金光燦爛，這是一個小陽春的天氣，很難想像昨晚激烈的屠殺場面。但是當我散步來到斜坡上時，看到從那沙包疊成的丫形掩體槍座邊散落著無數的彈藥，敵人逃跑時未能帶走的彈藥箱，被染黑的泥土以及昨晚剛死的敵人的屍體，我彷彿看到了滅絕人衰的大屠殺，聽到野獸的咆哮。我從那兒爬上去，在那兒殺死了敵人，在那兒吶喊過。我覺得在哪兒都殺死過敵人，不禁感慨萬千。昨晚我去投了手榴彈，在有火藥掃帚、子彈掃帚及機槍的地方投了手榴彈，那是在距這裡一百米遠或者更遠的地方。戰壕裡支那兵的屍體像脫下隨便亂扔的軍服一樣，橫七豎八地躺著。看來敵人是狼狽而逃，數千發沒開封的彈藥丟棄下來，建築用的十字鐵鎬也亂扔在地上。正對著中山門的鐵絲網在朝陽下閃閃發光，給人很堅固的假象。 突然，我發現了一個奄奄一息的敵人。正準備把他刺死，他無力地睜開雙眼，舉起黑黑的手，用他那嘶啞的聲音嘟囔著什麼，一邊從懷中拿出小筆記本，寫了什麼遞給我。Why is he doing this?What did you write?是遺書吧。我拿過來一看，只是五個莫名其妙的漢字。 他可能以為自己都寫好了，但不知是因為他的意識不清，還是昨晚出血過多，不能握緊鋼筆，他的字很輕並且斷斷續續，歪歪扭扭，很難辨認。他寫完後臉上露出一絲微笑，他竭盡全力寫了這五個字，似乎用盡了他最後所有的力氣。他的臉已完全是一張死人的臉，呈死灰色，這種顏色我在臨死的戰友臉上經常看到。深灰色之死浸透著他的皮膚。他似乎一點都不痛苦，只是在安靜地等死。他像在做夢似的臉上露出微笑，也許眼前浮現著和自己的愛妻一起滿身泥土在田間耕地的情景；或者夢見自己抱著可愛的孩子；或者眼前展現出這樣一幅溫馨的圖畫：小雞在寬敞的院子裡歡快地玩耍，鴨子在院旁的小溪裡盡情地戲水。他那沾滿泥土、血和污垢的臉上又浮現出一絲笑容。 我不禁對他產生了憐憫之心，他也是為國捐軀的英雄，他也沒有罪，他只是執行祖國的命令。我真不忍心下手刺死他。這時，一等兵大森問道：東，殺嗎？嗯我敷衍道。反正都要死的，殺吧！大森端起了手鎗。那麼就不刺，開槍吧大森的槍聲宣告了他的死。 我從他的懷中找出一本紅色封面的小冊子，封面寫著：蔣委員長訓示，秘密。為了讓他的靈魂安息，我把他寫的紙片、鋼筆以及這本小冊子又放回他懷裡。 在後方的戰壕裡散亂著裝有白粉的瓶子、女人的紅手帕和鞋子，娘子軍一個也沒死，全都逃走了。 上午十點左右，重炮觀測班來了。他們爬上屋頂，安裝了電話。炮兵少佐爬上屋頂，用望遠鏡觀察情況，向通訊兵下達命令。因為包紮所收容傷員的擔架兵還沒來，我們只得請炮兵大隊長把野戰重炮隊的軍醫叫來看病，他很痛快地答應，並打了電話。殘敵隨時都可能來襲擊，而我們還帶著三名傷員，心裡很不安，炮兵的到來彷彿讓我們吃了顆定心九，但是軍醫還沒來時，卻來了轉移的命令，炮兵們又不知跑到哪兒去了，突然降臨的福星什麼都沒留下。 我們必須加強戒備。傷員的痛苦和出血在增多，我們不能坐視不管，必須與外界取得聯絡。後方張學良的家裡還留著我們中隊的傷亡人員，我順著衝鋒過來的路走回去。 那兒有四具屍體正在火化，火焰熊熊地燃燒著。另外一間屋裡有兩名傷員，擔架兵把傷員抬走了。 其中一個傷員歎息著傷感地問：那個死掉的傢伙已經火化了吧？ 已經燒得差不多了，再過兩小時就全變成灰了。 Yeah?他的聲音冷峻而悲哀，我得救了，不會被燒了。 他聲音顫抖他說，拚命否定死的可能性，但嘴好像被什麼粘住似的，戰戰兢兢的，聲音發抖。然後他用外套把頭蒙起來，長長地歎了一口氣，抽泣起來。 是啊，你的傷沒什麼大不了的，不要擔心，到包紮所待上十天就會痊癒而歸的，放心！他腦袋似乎受了傷，什麼也沒回答，只是起身半躺著。室外的木頭在劈裡啪啦地燃燒著，他在外套裡嘟囔著：我昨天排在第四號，一、二、三、四，是第四號，我的心裡很難受，從那時起我就一直很膽小，雖然處處都很小心，但還是受傷了。（在日語中，四與死同音，所以日本人常有四即死的迷信。）。 我說：這是迷信啊！列隊在第四號並不意味著要死或是負傷。但這時我突然想起，我也曾因為列隊是第四號而心情不好過，想起我們出征時，在兵營走廊遇到的領取金屬編號牌吵架的事。有一個士兵的認屍牌編號是十四，另外一個士兵看了他的編號說：你一定是第一個死。十四號的士兵聽了以後非常生氣，和那個士兵大吵了一架。接著又發生了另外一場爭吵，這次是領了四十四號的士兵。死就是死。這個士兵被別人取笑道。 這種認屍牌是金屬製的，橢圓形，用細繩斜掛在背上，如果誰戰死沙場，屍體變得支離破碎，已經無法辨認的時候，這塊認屍牌就派上用場了。 相信這毫無根據的迷信其實質是拒絕科學，應該受到嘲笑，但日本人卻不能不信。把四和死聯繫在一起，就覺得厭惡和不安。心裡偷偷地占卜吉兇，如果占卜的結果是吉利的，他不會把這好的結果跟別人說，只是深深地藏在心底，惟恐說了以後吉利會從體內逃走。如果占卜的結果是壞的，他會把這結果說出來，試圖減少它的功效，認為只要說出來，它就不會留在體內，而會從嘴裡逃出去，所以總是喋喋不休他說。但這時他不說：我佔卜了一下，結果不好。而是說：今天總覺得不大對勁，是不是我要死了？之所以這樣說，是因為如果把占卜了一下說出來，就等於在告訴人們：我已經做好死的準備了。 人對生存的慾望是非常強烈的啊！即使嘴上能平靜地說已經做好了死的準備，但多數人卻是言不由衷的。 我們總是在面臨死亡的時候，越發強烈地感覺到生的寶貴和美麗，越發對它強烈地嚮往，也越發羨慕能在山野裡四處奔跑的健康。