China, this ancient country, has been deeply traumatized in modern times, especially the Japanese invasion of China. The number of casualties in China exceeded 35 million, including soldiers and ordinary people, and this number is also officially given.
However, the fact is that in China, there are countless small villages that are isolated from the world and little-known. Has anyone kept statistics on the Chinese people killed by the Japanese there? This includes Wanyuan Village.
January 25, 1941 Wanyuan Village, also called Shoumu Village, is located in Shennongjia on the western border of Hubei Province. It is located halfway up the mountain and is surrounded by mountains. The people here have lived here for generations.
After living for thousands of years, each generation of clan leaders would pass on a map, with a location marked on the map and nothing else. What was passed down from generation to generation was that that place was the tomb they guarded. However, after several years,
Thousands of years have passed, and no one knows the truth, so the picture has been passed down from generation to generation.
"Dad, are you looking for me?" A clear voice came from the hut in the center of the village. The speaker was a handsome boy of eighteen or nineteen years old. His name was Hong Jilong, and he was the next patriarch of Tomb Shou Village.
"Well, you will be twenty after today, and dad wants to pass on something to you." The patriarch of Tomb Guard Village, Hong Qinghe, spoke in a low and majestic voice. He was tall and seven feet tall.
Quite mighty.
"Oh, what?"
Hong Qinghe solemnly took out a sheepskin bag, which contained a thick ball of cloth. He unfolded the layers of cloth and found that inside was a map made of unknown cloth.
"This is..." Hong Jilong's face became very surprised when he saw this map. Although he had never seen it, he had more or less heard about it. The treasure of the town passed down from generation to generation is this map, which is only one foot long and wide.
map.
"Yes, this is the family treasure passed down from our ancestors. Today, I will pass it on to you. You must hide it close to your body."
"But, Dad, can't this be passed down only to the clan leader of each generation? This is against clan rules!" Hong Jilong looked even more surprised.
"Take it." Hong Qinghe pushed the map in front of his son with a majestic look on his face.
"Oh!" Hong Jilong, who was a little confused, had no choice but to obey and put the map in his arms.
Seeing the map being put away by his son, Hong Qinghe sighed and said: "Jilong, I have an ominous premonition that something will happen in the next two days. You put the map away and don't tell anyone. Once
When I realized something was wrong, I immediately took the map and flew away."
Hearing what his father said, Hong Jilong was stunned and asked after a long time: "Dad, what on earth is going on?"
"Alas! I think that our great country, China, was first humiliated by all the powerful powers, and now it is invaded by the little Japanese devils. The national crisis is at the forefront. I am worried that someone will inform the little devils, and then we will not even be able to find the last resting place of our ancestors.
I can’t keep it!”
"Dad, do you know that someone is going to do harm to us?"
"Son, do you still remember Hong Qingshan?"
"Remember, the traitor in the village? Didn't you hear that he fell into the ravine?"
Hong Qinghe waved his hand, interrupted his son's words, and said, "Someone saw him in the county town, and he seemed to be with the little devil."
"This traitor, this big traitor, I will cut him into pieces."
"Okay, you listen to me. If you find something is wrong, just walk away. Do you hear me?"
"What should I do, dad? What should I do with my sister? What should I do with the many other villagers?" Hong Jilong asked what to do with three people in a row, because this was all his concern, especially his sister Hong Mengxue, and even his mother.
After his death, his sister has been taking care of him, so the relationship between them is very good.
"We have lived here for generations and don't want to leave, but we have our historical mission and must protect that map so that our ancestors can rest in peace."
At this moment, Hong Jilong burst into tears.
As the young patriarch of Tomb Shou Village, Hong Jilong has to accompany other hunters in the village to hunt in the mountains almost every day. Because of their isolation from the outside world, hunting has become their main source of income.
However, their luck was really bad today. They walked around the mountain in a complete circle and didn't even see a mouse.
While resting, Hong Jilong couldn't sit still, especially when he thought about what his father said to him today and the map. He wanted to see the place marked on the map, the resting place of his ancestors, so he looked at the place marked on the map.
Looking at his second uncle Hong Qingliu next to him, he said: "Second uncle, I will go up the mountain to have a look. You guys sit down first."
"I know you can't sit still, so be careful and don't go too far," Hong Qingliu ordered.
"Okay! Don't worry!" After saying that, he climbed up the mountain. After a while, his back was no longer visible on the mountain road.
Because it was the cold winter season, the deep mountains and old forests were completely white, and the snow was thirty to forty centimeters thick. At this time, a small group of Japanese soldiers were marching slowly in the forest. The snow was too thick, making it very difficult to move forward.
Different from other Japanese troops, this Japanese squad is well-equipped and better dressed than ordinary Japanese soldiers. It can be seen that it is an elite special operations squad.
The commander of the team is called Masao Tamura. He is a big man about 1.8 meters tall. With such a height, he can be regarded as an outlier in Japan, a country with generally short stature. At this time, Masao Tamura is also very tired. After all, in such a
Advancing in the snow was really exhausting, so in order to conserve their energy, they had to take a break after walking for a while.
"Rest where you are!" Tamura Masao shouted.
After resting for a while, Tamura Masao called the only Chinese in the team, the Chinese named Hong Qingshan who came to inform, and asked: "How far is it from the destination?"
Hong Qingshan looked ahead and said: "Captain Tamura, we are about to arrive in about five kilometers."
"Yoshi! Very good. We will go to the village to spend the night in a moment."
Hearing the news, all the soldiers cheered. They hiked 20 kilometers on the mountain road just to find the small village and the target of their operation, a map. Moreover, after entering the village, not only would there be heat
There are also beautiful Chinese women in the rice-warming house. After all, walking on mountain roads is very painful, not to mention in heavy snow days, they need to rest.
"But, sir, is there really a treasure ahead?" a Japanese soldier asked.
"I don't know either. It is the bounden duty of soldiers to obey orders. His Majesty the Emperor personally ordered that this operation must be done with caution. Except for Mr. Hong Qingshan who surrendered to the imperial army, no other Chinese people can know that we must find that person."
Make a map and hand it over to the empire. This is our task."
"I understand. I really want to know how much treasure there is inside."
"According to Mr. Hong Qingshan, it is the tomb of a China emperor thousands of years ago. China is like this. Every emperor is buried with countless burial objects. As long as the treasure is found, our Empire of Japan will
With more money to build aircraft carriers, aircraft, and tanks, and more money to train the soldiers of the Japanese Empire, we can easily occupy China and establish a Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere. Therefore, our action this time is about
To the future of the empire, come on, everyone."
"Yes, sir, long live the Empire of Japan! Long live His Majesty the Emperor!"
Hong Qingshan, who saw all this, was snickering from the sidelines. His ultimate goal was to get the map, and these Japanese soldiers were just tools for his use.