Liu Pibin Liu Songqin Liu Dexi
In the autumn of 1942 (Editor: 1941 is more precise, to be changed), the Japanese invaded Zhengzhou for the first time, stationed in Wang Husai, in the south of the city, when the Central Army garrison of the Third Army Sun Tongxuan's troops, surrounded the southwest of Zhengzhou, we lived in The Village of Jiangang is the Second Regiment of the Thirty-seventh Division, the regimental headquarters is located in our village, the forward position is in Huanggangsi Village, Huanggang Temple is about three kilometers west of Wang Huzhai (Editor: Neighbor villages, two villages at most 1 kilometer, to be changed), the northeast of our village are dug trenches, the Central Army is in the trenches day and night, Most of the houses in my village are occupied by them.
In the years of chaos and chaos, the Central Army and the Japanese devils often harassed the common people, the young and strong were arrested and sent to serve as soldiers, and the remaining old, weak, sick, disabled, young and useless people hid in the ditches. Every night, I went home with my father and a few other adults and children. In order to keep an eye on the portal, no matter what happens, the adults always let our children go out to inquire. Because the adults were afraid of catching soldiers, I remember that I was only fourteen years old.
In the middle of the night, my father woke me up from a dream and asked me to go out and have a look. I walked down the street and looked around for a while, and found that there was no one there, but I faintly heard the sound of gunshots, and rushed home to tell my father. My father quickly put on his clothes and said to me, "I'll go back to the zhaigou first, and you'll go back when it's dawn." "Father was gone, leaving me in a black rumbling compound, and I did not dare to go back to the house to sleep alone, and sat on the broken wall until the East turned white...
I carefully walked out of the gate, this is, the gunfire has stopped, I looked to the east, only to see the sky full of smoke, from time to time there is a thick smoke wafting above my head, there are already some people in the street asking back and forth, where is the war, everyone's face is showing a frightened look, as if the scene of this war is about to enter the doorway, people are frightened to hide everywhere, I followed the people to the middle of the Central Army retreating from the front line to inquire, they have told about what happened on the battlefield.
At this time, I found that there was a person in the crowd who attracted special attention, only to see that he was covered in mud, smelly, unclothed, his face, hands, and legs seemed to be burned, black and yellow, his hair was messy, yellow was scorched, half of his scalp was exposed, and the blood was still oozing out, scaring people to death. Only to see him crying while inquiring where his sister's family had moved, I carefully identified for a while before I recognized, it turned out that he was the brother-in-law of the Dashun brother in my village. I hurriedly said, "I know where your sister's family has moved, go, I'll lead you." ”
He didn't cry yesterday at this time, I and a few friends led him all the way to his sister's house, and there were many people on the road who asked him this and that in order to inquire about the war in front of him, he just bowed his head and asked me about his sister's family, and occasionally answered a question or two from others. When he saw his sister, he yelled like a child and pulled on the hem of his sister's clothes and cried loudly, crying and telling his tragic experience...
This person said: I was sleeping when I suddenly heard the sound of gunshots from all directions, the sound of footsteps and the barking of the dogs were chaotic, I was busy waking up my parents and telling them to hide quickly, but they did not obey, saying that they were too old to run, and the dog day did not catch the elderly, let me escape, leave them alone. At this time, the cries of women and children came from outside the door, I went out to see, Ha could not see clearly, only faintly saw a few soldiers running west down the street, followed by a little Japan who was in hot pursuit, mixed with ordinary people, including the miserable shouts of women and children. Little Japan grabbed the woman like a mad dog in the crowd, and then shot and shouted and chased after her. I hurriedly jumped into the pigsty next to me, and seeing that the wall was too low to cover it, I quickly slid into the dirty and smelly gravel pit. There was also a half-pit of stinky water inside, and sitting in it just exposed his head, he put hay on his head, and he could see what was happening on the road from the grass cracks. At this time, a group of ghost soldiers had already rushed over, I wanted to jump out, and suddenly a woman ran from behind the ghost soldiers, holding a child in her arms, crying and begging the ghosts: "Taijun, Taijun, he is not a soldier, he is the father of the child!" Let him go. The ghost soldiers who had already run away heard the cries and turned back, they tied the captured people together with ropes, saw that there was a deep well in front of my house, and pulled out the men and pushed them into the well, and the woman holding the child desperately pulled the clothes of one of the men and pulled her own man out, like crazy, and kept shouting in her mouth that "Taijun" let him go, only to be knocked to the ground by the butt of the gun on Dog Day. She fainted, and the child in her arms cried silently. Her man also struggled to break free of the bondage on his body, crying and screaming and crashing into a ghost and rolling into the well. The devil became angry at the sight of his shame, and a shot picked up the child who was crying on the ground, and the crying stopped abruptly. Blood ran down the barrel of the gun to Dog Day's hand and body, and then Dog Day threw the child into the stinking puddle where I was hiding. The child's blood stained the half of the puddle of water red, and my heart was about to jump to the point of noise, and there was a fury in my heart that was about to explode my lungs, and I wanted to break the fish and die with Dog Day. I wanted to jump out, but what was in front of me was frightening: Little Japan on Dog Day stripped the women of their clothes and ravaged them with impunity, and the cries of the women were so desperate and helpless, and mixed with the obscene laughter of Dog Day in this boundless night. At this time, I saw the woman who had been knocked unconscious slowly wake up, she got up without a sound, picked up the spear thrown aside by the devils next to her, and slammed it on the head of a devil, and suddenly the devil's brain plasma was smashed out and fell down. The Japanese soldiers were also dumbfounded, and the women lying on the ground saw this scene, and they also picked up the guns and sticks on the ground naked and desperately, and fought with the devils, and several of the devils were killed and injured. As soon as I saw that these women were not afraid of little Japan, I hurriedly jumped out of the stinky puddle and pulled a gun from the dead soldier's hand to join the battle, and the little devils may have been stunned by the sudden appearance of me, and they were all stunned and looked at me motionless. I fought with the women, messing around, and the little devils who had just come to the confusion were looking for guns, some of them were lifting their pants, and before they could react, I smashed two of them into the well. The women were also energized at first glance, and several people pulled and pushed another little Japanese into the well. Several other Japanese soldiers pounced on us and stabbed at us, and several of them blinded the eyes of the two little devils and rolled on the ground in pain. One of them rolled himself into the well, which was a great pleasure. At this time, I was fighting harder and harder, and the devils who were injured by us shouted and shouted, as if they were about to spew fire in their eyes, and pounced on us, and I shouted loudly with my gun to intimidate them. My voice caused them to take two steps back, and I poked myself into the belly of a devil, not wanting to be avoided by him, and he and another devil threw themselves at me, at which point a woman grabbed the devil's head from behind one devil, bit the little devil's ear, rolled around on the ground, and the two of them rolled into the well together... This is from a distance came a group of small Japanese, as well as the arrested people, seeing this scene also froze, after a while they saw what was going on, rushed to help, I took a gun and ran into a nearby wood, several of the devils also chased me a few steps, saw me run into the woods and did not chase, fired a few shots at me, I was lying on the ground with a numbness in my legs, the devils thought I was dead, they ran away. After waiting for a long time, a drill-like pain woke me up from my slumber, it turned out that I had been hit in the leg by the devil, I ripped off the towel wrapped on my head and tore a bandaged leg, broke a branch as a crutch, buried the gun, I slowly stood up with a crutch, looked into the distance, there was fire smoke everywhere, mixed with the smell of blood, pungent smell, I looked in the direction of the house, only to see the house collapsed, smoke billowing, I thought I did not know how Daddy, hurriedly dragged the injured leg back home. Oh, my God! It's like a home! The house collapsed, my parents did not know whether they were dead or alive, I quickly endured the pain, pulling and searching in the smoke-billowing ruins... It took a while to find my parents who were burned into coke, and I was going to explode when I saw it, this little devil let his own home not stay well, came to other people's homes to burn and loot, it was really not raised by his father. I placed the bodies of my parents in a hole and covered them with a broken sack, and I cried bitterly on top of them... I cried for a while, thinking that it was not a matter of just crying, and I had to find someone to bury my parents in the ground. So, I found someone to bury my parents and let the two old people bury them.
Knowing that I was full of corpses along the way, the Japanese soldiers almost burned people and killed them when they saw the house, and there were almost no people alive in the whole village. I came here with the fleeing people, and the little devil was so cruel...
The story of this man is still imprinted in my mind, too deep, and the atrocities of the devils are outrageous. On the occasion of the sixtieth anniversary of the victory of the War of Resistance, I wrote down this hero because I especially admired him. He killed a few devils out of the evil spirit in his heart, and it was really angry from the heart to the side of the guts, that is, even the most timid people encountered such evil deeds, and dared to kill the enemy regardless of their bodies. Chinese good, and those women, regardless of their dangerous situation, did not fear danger, fought bravely to kill the enemy, and even died with the enemy, they are the models of women, the heroes of the scarf, and the most lovely people in us. Today, as masters of our own homes, we must cherish the hard-won good years, and the great deeds created by the revolutionaries of the older generation must rely on our next generation to inherit and carry forward, defend the motherland, love the motherland, work hard, and make our motherland strong and prosperous, so that foreign aggressors will not dare to act rashly!
Written in July 2005
Liu Pibin, male, born in Jiaogang Village, Houzhai Township, Zhengzhou, was born in September 1925, graduated from Zhengxian Simple Village Normal School in August 1948, zhengzhou nancao xiangxi village primary school principal from 1950 to 1953, zhengzhou intermediate normal school from 1953 to 1955, Guo Xiao finished primary school principal in Huangwang township from 1955 to 1961, and retired from his post in 1961 to return to his hometown to work as a farmer (the age is ominous).