Yue Caide: My name is Yue Caide, I live in Yuefang Village, Guancheng County (now Guancheng Town, Shen County, Shandong), and I am 60 years old this year. The Japanese invading army attacked Guancheng on November 11, 1937, when I was only 12 years old. Early that morning, the sound of cannons and fierce gunfire was heard in the east, followed by the chaotic sound of horses' hooves and the shouting of men, and they were getting closer and closer, and it was terrifying to hear. The men, women and children of the whole village were in a panic, oh my God, what to do, the children were crying, the adults were screaming, I didn't know what to do. In the end, everyone ran out in unison, helping the old and the young, dragging the children and daughters, carrying the direction from which the devil came, and running for their lives. But they can't run out, and some people hesitate about what to do with their houses, ploughing cattle, mules and horses, farm tools, and grain. At this time, the heads of the families shouted as if they were giving orders: "Run quickly!" If you run slowly, you're going to kill your head! Then the people scattered and fled.
Later, I heard that a Kuomintang security brigade was stationed in Guancheng and fought with the Japanese devils for a day, but then it could not resist and retreated. The devil attacked Guancheng on the same day. My Yuefang Village is a large village, on the edge of the city, a large number of devils, cars, and horse teams also live in the whole village. The people in the village didn't run out if they ran slowly, and some of the brave ones didn't run out, Lu Futing was one. He was twenty-eight years old that year, young and strong, and thought that it was not too late for the devil to run away, but he knew that as soon as the devil entered the village, he set up layers of sentry posts, and he was not allowed to enter or leave at all. Those who couldn't get out hid in haystacks and cellars, and those who were found were pulled out to give the devils a horse, carry water, and carry firewood for the fire. Lu Futing was dragged to feed the horses and carry water.
The devils did many evils in the village, putting all the cows, sheep, chickens, and ducks in the fire and burning them to eat, turning over the boxes and cabinets, and throwing all the clothes and household goods into the fire and burning them. They found a Kuomintang military hat in the neighbor's house north of Lu Futing, and they became suspicious, took the hat and buttoned it on Lu Futing's head, which was neither big nor small, and then tied him up with all kinds of flowers, and tortured him severely, until the skin was open, the blood flowed, and the miserable shouts were tearing people's lungs. was knocked unconscious, the devil splashed him up with cold water, Lu Futing struggled to stand up, scolded loudly, and took a few steps closer to the devil soldier beside him, kicked him desperately, and grabbed the devil's hand and bit it, the devil screamed like a pig, raised a foreign knife and slashed at Lu Futing's head, Lu Futing tilted his head to the left, the knife fell on his right arm, and his right arm was cut off, and the blood flowed like an infusion. The stump trembled on the ground, Lu Futing did not fall, his eyes stared at the enemy, and his whole body trembled with pain. The devil still didn't give up, and tied Lu Futing to an elm tree, and a group of devil soldiers shot at the same time, firing more than a dozen shots, Lu Futing was still struggling, and the devil soldiers used bayonets to pick open his stomach, intestines flowed to the ground, and cut off his left arm and head with foreign knives. A kind young man was thus turned into an unbearable pile of flesh hanging from a tree. Lu Futing is the eastern neighbor of my house, and the scene of his murder is 50 meters away from the north of my house, and Lu Futing's screams can be heard clearly. At that time, my grandfather was in his seventies and did not escape, hiding in the firewood and haystack in the backyard, and the partition wall was clearly visible.
Also killed in my village that time were Yue Zongxian, Yue Caihui, Bai Liu, and an unknown foreigner. Yue Zongxian was forty-two years old at the time, had been a Kuomintang quartermaster and returned home, was literate and could speak Japanese. Yue Caihui was forty-one years old at the time, and he was Yue Zongxian's northern neighbor, and the two had a close relationship. Yue Zongxian, who had been an officer and knew Japanese, persuaded Yue Caihui not to be afraid and to stay at home. After the devil stayed, he turned out Yue Zongxian's past military uniform, and he was also justified in reasoning with the devil, but the devil not only did not listen to him, but beat and tortured him, Yue Cai would kowtow to the devil to intercede on the side, and the devil thought they were accomplices, and also tied him up and beat him, and they were shot together.
Bai Liu was an honest farmer, and sometimes did a small business selling sesame oil, because he was reluctant to give up the things at home, he and his wife took a three-year-old boy and no relatives to run away, so they did not run away, Bai Liu and his wife were both young, the same age of twenty-seven. When the devil soldier saw the woman, he was even more red-eyed, so he snatched her child, threw it on the ground, kicked her twice, and then tied her up. Bai Liuyan watched his wife being robbed and ruined by the devil, and the child was lying on the ground crying, which aroused full of resentment, He quickly picked up the child and put it on the kang, and then chased after the ghost soldiers who robbed people desperately. There were more than a dozen devils waiting on the haystack in the garden, and the bare-handed Bai Liu chased after him, although he tried his best to tear up, he died tragically under the devil's bayonet, and his wife was also trampled to faint. After Bai Liu's wife woke up, she saw her husband's corpse, howled and cried, and waited for her to go back to find the child, but the poor child couldn't stand the biting cold because she went out to find her father, and was frozen to the point that only a trace of heat was left in her chest, and she lay stiffly on the ground.
The stranger who was killed, a man who looked to be in his thirties, died no more than 100 meters northeast of my house, tied up with hemp rope, covered with scaly wounds, with several obvious cuts on his head, and a bloody hole the size of an egg in his chest. Is he a ** person? No one knows. The corpse was unclaimed, no one cared about it, and finally the body was dismembered.
November 1985
Chinese civilians in Nanjing, who were brutally murdered by devils. *Come from.
This article is excerpted from this article**From:This article**From the Internet. The copyright belongs to the original author.
If there is any infringement, please contact me and we will make corresponding rectifications. I do not advocate ethnic hatred, but only show historical moments. Don't forget the national shame and cherish peace!