Chapter 10: Anger.

Go to the Han Zhong Gate," said Lu Qiang coldly. This journey was like an educational film to him, but the cost was too high, too high.

Ha Yi. The seven foreigners obediently turned around. The foreigners' ranks were very strict, and they could not tolerate disobedience. They even thought that the sergeant in front of them was shy and unwilling to let others see him doing that.

After completing the evidence collection, Lu Qiang and others began to rush to Qingliang Mountain and Zhonghua Gate. They placed three hidden cameras in the location where the Red Cross was preparing to bury the bodies, and set them to video mode. The batteries in the cameras are enough to last for a day, so Lu Qiang only needs to come back at night to retrieve them.

Leaving there, walking in a vast wasteland, the monkey who was walking fine suddenly stopped. "What's wrong?" Lu Qiang asked. The three people behind also looked at the monkey with puzzled eyes. The monkey didn't speak, just trembling and pointing ahead. Everyone followed his hand and looked, and instantly they were shocked, or rather, frightened. In the faint moonlight, it could be seen that there were corpses everywhere here. The blood on the corpses had dried up and formed black shells. Stepping on them made a "crack" sound.

Understood. The four individuals responded and changed their formation. The monkey held a command knife and walked in front.

Slowly, the screams disappeared. The woman could no longer scream, and she stared at the ceiling with numb eyes, as if trying to see through it. Looking up at the heavens, she wondered why she had been abandoned. Her torn lower body was bleeding profusely, and she was barely alive, yet the Japanese soldiers continued to laugh obscenely.

More than half of Nanjing city has been reduced to ruins by the Japanese invaders. It was already difficult for Lu Qiang and his companions to walk on the ruins, let alone now at night. One could easily fall if not careful.

Getting closer and closer, the lewd laughter of the devils is getting louder and louder, while the women's screams are also becoming clearer and clearer.

On the 15th, more than 3,000 people were massacred at Hanzhong Gate, and more than 9,000 Chinese civilians and disarmed Chinese soldiers were massacred by the Japanese army on their way to the torpedo camp. Another 30,000 people were massacred in the area around Baota Bridge. 200 people were shot dead near the air-raid shelter on North Zhongshan Road.

Silently covering the torn clothes over their lower bodies, "Don't worry, we will kill all these devils," whispered Lu Qiang.

Five people walked cautiously, trying to avoid stepping on the corpses. Taking a quick glance, this place is still relatively spacious, or you could say it's like a square. However, now it is filled with corpses, and what's even more infuriating is that the heads of the corpses have been chopped off and piled up in the center of the square, resembling a guillotine. Although our country does not believe in the idea that the soul cannot return home after decapitation like the invaders, decapitation is still a cruel torture.

Two women listened to Lu Qiang's voice, their originally dim eyes brightened for a moment, but they didn't say anything.

On the 17th, more than 3000 Chinese civilians were taken by the Japanese army to the riverside downstream of the coal port and collectively executed. Over 400 Chinese refugees in the Fàngshēng Temple and Cíyòu Orphanage were also collectively executed.

On the 16th, more than 5,000 Chinese male and female refugees who were hiding in the Overseas Chinese Guesthouse located in the safety zone in Nanjing were collectively taken by the Japanese army to Zhongshan Wharf, with their hands tied behind their backs and lined up. After the Japanese army shot them with machine guns, they abandoned the bodies in the Yangtze River to destroy the evidence. Among the more than 5,000 people, only Bai Zengrong and Liang Tingfang swam to the opposite bank after being shot and wounded, and were spared from death. More than 400 people were killed in Sitaixiang, and more than 100 people were killed in the Yin-Yang Camp. Among the more than 5,000 people, only Bai Zengrong and Liang Tingfang swam to the opposite bank after being shot and wounded, and were spared from death. More than 400 people were killed in Sitaixiang, and more than 100 people were killed in the Yin-Yang Camp.

On the 18th day, at night, in the Caoxie Gorge of Xiaguan. The Japanese army captured and imprisoned a total of 57,418 Chinese refugees, including men, women, and children, who had escaped from Nanjing City and were detained at the Mufu Mountain. Except for a few who had starved to death or been killed, all of them were bound with wire and driven to the Caoxie Gorge in Xiaguan. They were subjected to intensive machine gun fire, and those who were still struggling in the blood-soaked ground were hacked to death with random knives. Afterwards, all the corpses were doused with kerosene and burned to destroy the evidence. Only one person, Sergeant De, survived the massacre by escaping while being burned. In the Dafang Lane refugee area, the Japanese army shot and killed more than 4,000 people.

Liu Qiang is now going to two places, one is Qingliang Mountain and the other is Jiangji area outside Zhonghua Gate. This is because the Nanjing branch of the International Red Cross began burying bodies on December 22. On that day, 129 and 650 bodies were mainly buried in Qingliang Mountain and outside Zhonghua Gate. In addition, some massacres are still ongoing, but they are relatively small. The Nanjing branch of the International Red Cross began burying bodies on December 22. On that day, 129 and 650 bodies were mainly buried in Qingliang Mountain and outside Zhonghua Gate. In addition, some massacres are still ongoing, but they are relatively small.

Following the identity of the devils, Lu Qiang had been active in and around Nanjing for three days and four nights, and incidentally killed more than ten devils. The ten cameras bought in the system are already filled with nine, and only one is left, which is almost full.

They are not even human, they are beasts," said the monkey tremblingly.

However, after missing these 6 days from the 13th to the 18th, Lu Qiang felt somewhat regretful. But it's okay, the corpses are still there after the Japanese massacre, without burial. Since we can't film the massacre scene, let's film the corpses. Moreover, the Japanese massacre is still ongoing, let's see if there's a chance to encounter it.

The boss... The monkey called softly, and Lu Qiang stopped shooting and returned the gun to Hu Zhuang. He glanced at the two women and didn't know what to say.

Several Japanese soldiers who were originally participating in the activity were shocked. The hairy caterpillar, as thick as an earthworm, almost wilted. Seven people turned their heads and saw a sergeant with the rank of lieutenant standing behind them with an angry expression, his eyes almost spitting fire. Seeing this, the people immediately stopped moving and looked at the angry lieutenant, thinking that they were only enjoying themselves and did not give him any, so he was angry. So the seven naked Japanese with flattering smiles stepped back, and one of them made a gesture of invitation to the lieutenant, the meaning of which was self-evident.

In an abandoned house, there is a kerosene lamp. Under the lamp's light, seven Japanese soldiers take turns assaulting two women. The women scream loudly, their eyes filled with despair, as if the world has abandoned them.

Hmph, they are not even human beings, worse than animals. Even animals know manners, but they will never learn, even in death. Lù Qiáng said coldly. Even though he knew that more than 300,000 people were killed in the Nanjing Massacre, he would still be shocked, angry, and even wish for the Japanese devils to die.

Heard it. The monkey listened carefully, his face darkened, knowing that the devils were causing trouble for women again just by hearing that sound.

Hmm! The lieutenant grunted softly, saying, Turn around.

Although it is early morning, I still hear some sounds. Those devils haven't gone to bed yet. I can hear the voices of seven or eight of them, as well as the screams of women. It's obvious what those devils are doing.

"Boss, what are we going to do next?" the monkey asked. He now harbored a deep hatred towards the devils, as he had previously stayed in Japan and had a glimmer of hope for them. But now, seeing the countless corpses and the tortured women along the way, he wished he could devour their bones and drink their blood."

Shortly after the departure of the five individuals, flames began to emerge from the wooden house of Mu Zhi, eventually engulfing the entire building.

Another day has come. The current time is 1:33 AM on December 22, 1937 AD. Lu Qiang has already entered Nanjing city, but he did not dare to take action. Now that it's dark, it's time for them to act.

At this moment, four Japanese hurriedly arrived here and saw the towering flames, cursing: "Bakayaro, those guys are inhumane, they even burned down the house." It seems that these four people are with the other seven Japanese, just a little late. However, Lu Qiang and the others are also lucky. If these four Japanese had come earlier, it would have been much more difficult.

Lu Qiang remembers reading on Baidu that the Japanese invaders carried out several large-scale massacres in Nanjing, which occurred at:

In just four short days, over ten thousand people were slaughtered. This is not something that humans would do. Yes, the Japanese are not human. They are just beasts, or rather, calling them beasts is too kind. Beasts can still be used for food and labor, but they cannot. In short, they are a waste of air when alive and a waste of land when dead.

Lu Qiang turned around when he saw that they were not speaking, and said softly to the monkeys, "Let's go." There was a hint of helplessness and anger in his tone.

After a few people left the house, they heard the sound of glass breaking inside. Lu Qiang knew what was going on and stopped the four people who were about to go back.

Quietly move, no shooting. Also, monkey, you know Japanese, go ahead. Lu Qiang whispered.

Lü Qiang suddenly hated Tang Zhisheng again. Before the defense of Nanjing, he had solemnly declared to coexist or perish with Nanjing. But what was the result? Hmph, in the end, he was the first one to run away. If it weren't for his desertion on the battlefield, if he had organized a retreat, it wouldn't have turned out like this. At the very least, more than half of the deaths could have been avoided. "Let's wait a moment before leaving. I'll take a few photos first, so that the Japanese won't deny it in the future," Lü Qiang said, taking out the camera he had prepared and flashing it dozens of times on the square. It was particularly conspicuous in the middle of the night, but Lü Qiang wasn't afraid of being discovered by the Japanese, because they were the "Japanese" now.

What are you guys doing on Bageya Road? Suddenly, a standard Tokyo accent came from behind them.

In the early morning, Lu Qiang and the others came out of a dilapidated house, shouting loudly one after another. The main reason was the high-intensity activities last night, running to two places and finally ending at Grass Shoe Gorge. They didn't rest until 4 o'clock in the morning. When they went to sleep, they still had to be vigilant against the Japanese soldiers. Otherwise, it would be like the second night after they arrived in Nanjing. They randomly found a place to sleep, but when they woke up, they found three Japanese soldiers beside them. Out of humanitarianism, Lu Qiang sent them back to Sanban Section. Therefore, when Lu Qiang goes to sleep at night, he has to be extremely cautious, otherwise his safety will be at risk. When they went to sleep, they still had to be vigilant against the Japanese soldiers. Otherwise, it would be like the second night after they arrived in Nanjing. They randomly found a place to sleep, but when they woke up, they found three Japanese soldiers beside them. Out of humanitarianism, Lu Qiang sent them back to Sanban Section. Therefore, when Lu Qiang goes to sleep at night, he has to be extremely cautious, otherwise his safety will be at risk.

Monkey, did you hear the sound of the devils over there? Lù Qiáng patted the monkey with its back towards him and said.

The Japanese lieutenant did not rush to enjoy himself with his back to the door. Instead, he beckoned outside and a few more Japanese soldiers walked in quietly. One of them picked up a crooked handle and fired a burst of shots at the seven soldiers. Before the soldiers could react, they had already been shot with several holes.

Where are we going? Lu Qiang whispered. The people behind him didn't say anything and followed behind Lu Qiang.