Yang Yongyu:
My name is Yang Yongyu, a native of Guancheng West Street, and I am 66 years old this year. After the Japanese besieged the city on November 11, there was no one left in the city, and I hid in a cellar. The battle lasted for a day, and it was the second half of the day.
At three or four o'clock, the troops defending the city of the 29th Army retreated, and I ran out of the city with them.
When I left the city, my father didn't know about it, so he went outside to look for it, but he ran into a devil who had entered the city and was killed. Later, my mother also looked for me, went to Guo Lianzhuang to see that the person who had been arrested and killed was not me, so she came back, met me at the East City Gate, told me the letter that my father had been killed, and told me to run as soon as possible. And so, three days later, I came home and learned that my father had been buried.
I heard that my father's body was seen first by a person named Zhang Xiansi. He said to my grandfather: There is a person dead in the courtyard, go and see! When I got there, I realized that it was my father. What a tragic death he had! The head was cut off and gone, and the upper body was cut off and mutilated, leaving only two legs intact. Grandpa and uncle cried and buried their father. A few days after the devil withdrew, a human head was found in another yard, with teeth like my father's, and he was buried after retracting.
The remains of Chinese civilians who were brutally dismembered by devils. **Come from.
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