Bright Sword: I took Li Yunlong to work in military industry

Chapter 693: Japanese prisoners sent to mine graphite

The Japanese soldier Murayama Jiro was previously the captain of the Japanese gendarmerie responsible for guarding the miners at Yukou Coal Mine. Later, he was captured during the independent regiment's surprise attack on Yukou Coal Mine.

At that time, the monk was finding faults in various ways, just to provoke the Japanese to get angry with him so that he could shoot all the Japanese prisoners.

But who would have thought that the Japanese gendarmerie captain was so tough. Even though the monk kicked him and broke several of his ribs, he still endured it and did not resist, which made the monk very helpless.

Later, when Yu Ye arrived, he used his "superb" medical skills to make the Japanese soldier, who had several broken ribs, jump around on the spot again, and he finally did not get angry. This made Yu Ye sigh that the Japanese soldiers had really good patience.

In line with the humanitarian spirit and the principle of not wasting livestock resources, the comrades in charge of Yukou Coal Mine found an old Chinese doctor to connect the ribs of this little Japanese devil. As for whether the ribs were dislocated, no one knows. Anyway, this little Japanese devil always rolls on the ground during thunderstorms. Maybe it likes water more.

It took the Japanese soldier Jiro Murayama, his men, and the Japanese prisoners who were sent over later nearly half a year to collect and bury the bodies of the Chinese miners who had been killed or worked to death by the Japanese soldiers.

It was not until they personally collected the remains of the Chinese miners one by one that these creatures, worse than beasts, realized how many Chinese people they had persecuted over such a long period of time.

It's not just the remains, but also the ashes collected from the crematoriums, which can be counted in tons.

After the remains of the Chinese miners were collected, these Japanese prisoners were arranged to work in coal mines. Judging from Jiro Murayama's own judgment, the treatment of these Japanese prisoners was indeed much better than those of the Chinese miners they had previously managed. At least they didn't have to eat moldy bean cakes or sleep in crowded bunk beds.

However, it was somewhat difficult for the Japanese prisoners to accept that they had to complete eight hours of daily coal mining work under the management of the Chinese.

However, as Taiyuan and other large cities were recaptured by the Eighth Route Army, the resentment in the eyes of these Japanese prisoners of war disappeared, and was replaced by a little despair.

They were very worried that they would become like those collected remains, wasting away in the wild mountains and wilderness.

"Murayama Jiro, come here for a moment."

The person in charge of Yukou Coal Mine, along with two staff members, waved towards Jiro Murayama.

"Hai!"

Jiro Murayama had been somewhat tamed, and he came running over when he heard the call from the person in charge. It was obvious that the aura of this devil was a little uneven.

"You have done a good job recently. The amount of coal you have dug is 20% more than last month. Our management office has decided to reward you with a piece of pork for dinner."

The person in charge of the management office wrote and drew in the work log book, calculating the coal mining results of these devils during this period.

"How about it? We manage you humanely, right? We don't abuse or beat you, do we?"

"Report to the leader, we obey your management."

Although he was dissatisfied with being captured, Jiro Murayama had to admit that they were treated the same as ordinary Chinese coal miners and were not abused.

“When our Minister Yu gave you a lecture before, he told you that if you behave well and cooperate with us in the transformation, you can return to your country in the future.

Of course, this will be after the war is over.”

The head of the management office continued to strengthen the hope of these devils' survival. Only the hope of survival can motivate these devils to work more likely.

To this end, the management office divided these little Japanese soldiers into small teams and evaluated and awarded them every week. Many of them also won the titles of health model and mobile flags.

Looking at this group of Japanese prisoners, the head of the management office had something to say in his heart: he would let these Japanese go back after the war, provided that their country still existed and that their hands were clean.

Judging from the fact that these Japanese devils are currently under the management of the office, it is obvious that they are not being treated as prisoners of war. What's more, the Japanese devils have never signed the Geneva Convention, so there is no such thing as prisoners of war.

"Haiyi, thank you, leader."

The devil, Jiro Murayama, bowed slightly, showing his lack of righteousness and his small courtesy to the fullest at this moment.

"Murayama Jiro, we have received a notice from our superiors that we will have you work in a new mining area. We have discovered a new graphite mine thirty kilometers away, and we are short of manpower, so we need you to work there.

Do you have any objections? "

The person in charge of the Yukou Coal Mine Management Office asked.

The tone of these words was very flat, but after hearing the translation by our comrade, Jiro Murayama's face turned pale instantly, and it seemed that his whole body was trembling slightly.

"Leader, I am in good health and can still work. I don't need to change mines."

As he spoke, the Japanese soldier began to tremble like a sieve, and his face was almost pale.

The Japanese soldier Murayama Jiro's heart was pounding at this moment. He didn't understand why they were chatting well just now and wanted to let him and others return to their country, but now they suddenly changed their minds and wanted to send him to exchange mining areas?

Being as gentle as a spring breeze one second and killing people without blinking an eye the next?

During the previous management of the Yukou Coal Mine, what these Japanese devils meant by changing the mining area was that they thought the Chinese laborers were no longer of any use and wanted to drag them to the wilderness in the rear and kill them or directly put them into the crematorium. That's why the Japanese devils had such a big reaction when they heard about changing the mining area.

The devil, Jiro Murayama, suddenly found that he would be so unbearable when facing death. He was not as calm and composed as he had imagined after practicing Bushido.

The Japanese leader was shaking so much that he even knelt on the ground and began to kowtow to the Chinese, whom he had despised the most.

Murayama Jiro's actions confused the head of Yukou Coal Mine Management Office. What the hell was going on? He just asked these devils to work in a different place, why did they act like they were going to kill them?

After finding out what the Japanese were worried about, the person in charge of the Yukou Coal Mine Management Office felt both angry and ridiculous. He was so angry that he gritted his teeth, because he didn't know how many laborers died in the so-called "change of mining area" of the Japanese. He also felt it was ironic and ridiculous, because it was ridiculous that the Japanese could be so ugly.

"Jiro Murayama, put your heart back in your stomach. If we want to kill a devil, we must first go through approval, and we must also make public the evil deeds committed by this devil.

We will never deceive you under any pretext, we follow the upright and fair path.

This time, I really asked you to go dig for graphite."

As he spoke, the head of the Yukou Coal Mine Management Office took out a sample of graphite ore from his pocket, squatted down and placed it in front of Murayama Jiro who was still kowtowing.

After Jiro Murayama saw the graphite ore sample clearly, he looked up doubtfully and held the graphite ore sample.

It seemed that Jiro Murayama could finally put his mind at ease.

However, once it learns the truth, this sample will become an indelible nightmare for the rest of its life.