Chapter 207: Exposing Japanese Atrocities, 《on 99 Ways To Die In China》
“Do you really think it was the Russians who did it?” Another military officer got out of the armored car and talked with him.
Obviously, these two were sent to investigate.
The two exchanged views on the mysterious night bomber.
“Besides the Russians. I can’t think of anyone else who could do it.”
“I think the Russians couldn’t do it either. If they had this technology, our army wouldn’t be safe at night, even more dangerous.”
“Maybe the Russians haven’t fully mastered this technology yet.”
“Possibly. It can’t be China’s army that did it.”
“Haha, impossible. The Republic of China Government can’t even produce military aircraft, let alone a night bomber.”
“Speaking of night bombers, I remember something. Taishan Airlines didn’t purchase an f.220, which is a French night bomber.”
“Are you saying Taishan Airlines bombed us?”
The two military officers shook their heads in denial simultaneously.
This was too ridiculous, even more impossible than suspecting the National Government.
Night bombing isn’t something that can be done casually.
They checked all the bombing sites along the road, increasingly incredulous at how accurate the impact points were, and in the darkness, how the opponent achieved even greater precision than in daylight.
Could the Russians have invented a bomber that changes the course of the war?!
With this question in mind, they reported the situation upward.
And in the south, Shanghai Airport.
Fang Wen and his partners who conducted the night bombing were all resting.
Last night was too exhausting.
Even Fang Wen, whose recovery ability had strengthened, needed to sleep for a few hours.
After waking up, Fang Wen began to worry about the action team.
This mission wouldn’t be perfect without bringing back evidence of the Japanese crimes.
He also needed this intelligence for many follow-up matters.
Have all the people arrived at their destinations now?
Fang Wen unfolded the map.
The place they went to is called Anda County.
This is the Republic of China’s name for it. In the future, it has another name, called Daqing.
Anda County has not yet discovered oil fields, but there is permafrost over a meter deep, and for seven months of the year, the permafrost layer does not thaw.
This kind of permafrost is quite suitable for airplane landing; it only needs to be leveled.
He waited two days before receiving the telegram from the action group.
【All have arrived, runway has been leveled.】
It was time to pick them up and bring them back.
Fang Wen waited until nightfall and took off alone in Taishan One.
At 1 a.m., the airplane flew over Harbin and entered Anda County.
Guided by radio waves there, Fang Wen quickly found the landing point.
Two rows of torches were burning, forming a clear guide. Combined with the radio waves, Fang Wen landed easily on the permafrost.
After a slight bump, the airplane stopped steadily. Fang Wen stood up, went to the back, and opened the cabin door.
“Welcome home. You are the heroes of Taishan Airlines, the heroes of China.”
The 11 people were very embarrassed by the general manager’s praise, yet didn’t know how to decline, completely different from their performance in Harbin.
“Come aboard. We’ll talk on the way back.” Fang Wen stepped aside to let the 11 people board.
After boarding was complete, the airplane took off immediately.
On the airplane, Fang Wen remembered something and instructed: “After you get back, don’t show up right away. Appear after a few days, then report to the British people. If they ask, say you took the land route; Shanhaiguan is not closed now. Remember, never mention anything related to airplanes.”
Everyone nodded, looking at Fang Wen with full admiration. They had already heard from Wu Yingzong last night.
In one night, multiple Japanese strongholds were engulfed in flames. This was fiercer than the army. It seemed their elders were right.
The airplane landed at Shanghai Airport, and the 11 action team members quietly left the airport, staying in nearby civilian homes.
It wasn’t until a week later that they suddenly appeared and went directly into the city to report to the Far East Intelligence Station.
They gave some evidence of Japanese crimes to the Far East Intelligence Station Chief, completing the task assigned by the British intelligence institution.
Looking at those information, the intelligence station chief was shocked.
He proactively went out of the city to the airport to find Fang Wen.
“I can’t believe this is something a country could do. If any country did this, it must be evil. I will report this intelligence upward. But what the result will be, I don’t know.” The Far East Intelligence Station Chief took out a small wine pot and took a gulp, using alcohol to numb the discomfort in his heart, then added, “I can ignore death, but I can’t tolerate this attitude that despises life.”
“Yes, that’s exactly why I wanted to sponsor this action. What if this happened in the United Kingdom?” Fang Wen smiled and asked back.
“If this happened in the United Kingdom, it would be a profound interrogation of our national soul, a ruthless trampling of our civilization’s bottom line. I admit our country has done some evil deeds in the past, but compared to this, it’s nothing. This is trampling on the bottom line of humanity.” The Far East Intelligence Station Chief sighed.
Fang Wen’s smile faded. This evil deed was just the beginning.
Human experiments, massacre, should not exist in any civilized race.
Perhaps he could borrow the British people’s power to expose it internationally.
A stack of British pounds was placed on the table. Fang Wen said in a low voice: “Have you ever thought about leaving some memorable highlights in your life? For example, because of your brave actions, successfully exposing the Japanese anti-human medical experiments.”
For an intelligence officer, a lifetime is destined to be unknown.
But for a mid-to-high-level manager in an intelligence organization, he could enter even higher levels in the future, where reputation is very valuable.
Just thinking about returning home and being praised at banquets for his humanitarian good deeds brought immense benefits.
He was moved.
The money was pushed back. The Far East Intelligence Station Chief replied: “This has nothing to do with money. My heart tells me I must do it. But the world is very complicated, and the final result is uncertain. I can only say I’ll try my best to push this upward.”
Fang Wen said: “Thank you, that’s enough. The intelligence is yours. I want to purchase a copy, is that okay?”
“No problem.” The Far East Intelligence Station Chief looked at Fang Wen and suddenly said inexplicably: “Your way can’t protect yourself. Only a strong backing is reliable. Why not join us in the United Kingdom? We need capable people like you.”
Fang Wen’s heart tightened. Had he been exposed?
He asked: “What do you mean?”
“This country is beyond saving. Sponsoring the exposure of Japanese atrocities won’t end well for you. The National Government might even stop you.” The Far East Intelligence Station Chief replied.
So that’s what he meant. Fang Wen relaxed, but then made associations.
Really unable to protect himself?
He didn’t believe it. Taishan Airlines was just the beginning. This life game had only just started, and he believed he wouldn’t lose.
After smilingly refusing, Fang Wen saw the Far East Intelligence Station Chief off.
The British people were just a small interlude. What he needed to do now was publicize the ugly deeds the Japanese did in the Northeast domestically.
But to do this, he needed help.
He needed to invite a group of influential people. For example, Mr. Liang and Mr. Lin’s salon was a good choice.
For this, he sent Zhao Shanhu into the city.
Zhao Shanhu, former Taishan Airlines Security Team member, now airport security inspector.
After Shunzi got married and settled down, Fang Wen lacked someone to run errands for him. Zhao Shanhu was a good candidate.
He was also happy to run errands for the general manager. Upon receiving the order, he immediately headed to the urban area.
After searching for a long time, he finally found Mr. Liang and Mr. Lin’s home.
After knocking, the other side sized him up for a long time and said something like a password: “Pilot?”
“What pilot? I’m a security inspector. Next year, I’ll take the flight apprentice exam and become a pilot too.” Zhao Shanhu replied.
“Oh, you’re not him in disguise. Then what do you want?” Mr. Lin asked with a smile.
“Our general manager said to invite all of you to the airport. He wants to hold a salon.”
When they heard that Taishan Airlines General Manager Fang Wen wanted to hold a salon, everyone was very interested.
So a group of people went directly to the airport.
After arriving at the airport, they were taken to the venue where Taishan Airlines held the salon last time.
There, Fang Wen was already waiting.
“Welcome to this salon, please come in.”
Under his lead, everyone came to the salon lobby.
It was very spacious. Everyone casually found a soft seat to sit in, preparing for an interesting discussion.
At this time, Fang Wen spoke: “I have a very important matter to announce.”
The conversation stopped, and everyone looked at Fang Wen.
“Not long ago, I obtained intelligence that the Japanese established a bacteria biochemical laboratory in HEB city, Heilongjiang Province in the Northeast. There, they used living people for experiments.”
Gasps spread, and everyone was incredulous.
Fang Wen continued:
“Don’t believe it? I understand. You might think Japan is more technologically advanced than us Chinese now, and their culture should be equally progressive. How could they do such things? Some executives in my company once thought the same. To prove it’s not fake, I purchased the full set of information from the British people. But I suggest you look at the textual information first. The photos will give you nightmares.”
After Fang Wen finished, Taishan Airlines employees brought the information over and distributed it to the salon people. Some employees looked unwell, probably having seen the information.
Everyone opened and read it.
“I’ve interviewed many murder cases.” The Shen Bao editor was the first to pick it up and view it.
As he viewed it, his hands trembled, and wordless anger erupted from his frail frame.
“Is this real?” He looked up at Fang Wen, unwilling to believe.
Fang Wen sighed: “It’s real.”
The information was passed around, and everyone who saw it had different reactions.
Some slammed the table in fury, some vomited uncomfortably, some wailed loudly, some were silent and dejected.
Fang Wen picked up a piece of information and read aloud: “It says here that the Japanese used living people for plague, cholera, anthrax, typhoid fever, dysentery, pulmonary tuberculosis, and other infectious disease experiments. They drew blood for serum, performed surgery to remove organs, amputated limbs. They also prepared poison gas experiments: mustard gas, Lewisite, phosgene, hydrogen cyanide. And some special medical experiments: dehydration, high pressure, vacuum, drowning, burning, frostbite, drying. All done on living people. Do you want to hear more details?”
“No.” A lady vomited as she requested. She was a doctor.
The scholarly woman sighed: “They were disposed of like dogs, without a shred of dignity.”
“Dogs? Worse than dogs.” The bearded man’s face was flushed: “Could they do these things in Japan? Definitely not. Doing it in the Northeast means they don’t treat us as humans. Ridiculous, the vast China, once their admired suzerain state, learned none of propriety, righteousness, integrity, and shame, but absorbed and sublimated the word ‘beast’.”
Seeing the room full of reluctance and indignation, Fang Wen said: “From the words alone, you feel strong disgust and discomfort, but what they did is even more atrocious than you imagine. Behind me is a door. Photos taken during their experiments are hanging behind it. Do you dare to look?”
Everyone hesitated.
The bearded man stood up: “Everyone get up. Our compatriots are suffering. Don’t we even have the courage to look?”
Urged by him, everyone stood up and walked through the door behind Fang Wen.
Screams rang out, angry roars, some rushed out the door, others fainted and were carried out.
Fang Wen clapped his hands, and the doctors from outside hurried in to help treat.
“Alas,” he sighed again: “Sorry, everyone. I admire your literary talent and hope you will do something about this, so I resorted to this lower strategy.”
The bearded man panted: “Well played, Fang Wen. This scene, we’ll never forget. Tell us, what do you want to do.”
Mr. Liang stood up: “You say it. I think everyone will support you.”
Everyone present, though dissatisfied with Fang Wen’s actions, was willing to help.
After all, those scenes were too shocking. Doing nothing would bring lifelong guilt.
Fang Wen nodded: “I want to borrow your influence to publicize this matter, let more people know. Whatever funding is needed, just say, I’ll provide it.”
The Shen Bao editor took the lead in promising: “Shen Bao is duty-bound for this. You all must do your best too. Always dreaming of home and country, when it comes to it, we can’t back down.”
Everyone agreed one after another.
This was settled.
April 3, 1934.
Shen Bao published an article.
《On the Ninety-Nine Ways of Death in China》
【The vast China has been a land of propriety and etiquette since ancient times, with brilliant civilization. In this vast river of history, countless heroes have the home and country in mind, throwing their heads and spilling hot blood, composing tragic songs. Life is short, like a white steed passing a crack, but when returning to dust, some are as majestic as Taishan Mountain, some as light as a goose feather; this is the true meaning of life.
We Chinese sons and daughters view death as returning home, not an end, but the eternal blooming of the spirit. There is a way of passing called “sacrificing for the national crisis”. They are warriors who stand up, building the Great Wall with their flesh and blood, defending our nation’s dignity and interests. The Yellow River rolls, the Great Wall stands tall, countless heroic souls sleep here, irrigating the flower of peace with blood, their merits forever recorded in history, inspiring future generations to forge ahead bravely.
There is also a way of passing called “dying as it should”. This is men of noble character offering themselves for faith and ideals. They harbor lofty aspirations, view death as returning home, and even at the moment of life and death, do not change their will. Recall our revolutionary pioneer Mr. Sun Yat-sen, who devoted his life to national independence and democratic republic, though facing setbacks, remained unwavering. His passing was like a star falling, yet left an immortal light for the Chinese nation, guiding the path forward for posterity.
Furthermore, “dying without regrets” is another realm. This is at the end of life, with an unimpeded heart and no regrets. Like the soldiers resisting invasion, knowing they are no match, still standing up to protect the people with their bodies. The greatness of their sacrifice cannot be fully described in words; only selflessness and great love can interpret it. Their deaths, though not earth-shattering, are like spring wind turning into rain, nourishing silently, truly the highest value of life.
Tracing our 5,000 years of Chinese history, there are also countless common people who write extraordinary lives with ordinary bodies. They till fields, weave cloth, teach and nurture people, silently dedicating on ordinary posts, exhausting their efforts for family happiness and social harmony. At the time of their passing, though without illustrious achievements, their lifelong diligence and contributions are the cornerstone of our nation. Their deaths, though lighter than a goose feather, have meaning and value heavier than Taishan Mountain.
All these can be called the ways of death in China.
However, now with Eastern Seas occupying the Northeast, there are more ways of passing that we are unwilling to see.
Do you know, the Japanese have created many new ways of death.
Dying from drying: steaming living people dry to measure how much water the human body contains.
Dying from vacuum: removing air, making people unable to breathe and suffocate to death.
Or drowning, burning, frostbite, poison gas.
Even the blood of living people is not spared, all drawn dry with syringes.
And various infectious bacteria are all injected into living people for experiments, observing their reactions.
Such ways of death, impossible in Japan, yet in the Northeast, treating countrymen as livestock, arbitrarily toying with and depriving lives.
Alas, people are inferior to dogs, lives like ants.
This article ends here, heart wandering in fury, speechless to continue. Hope countrymen supplement it.】
