I dig ancient tombs for the country

The tomb at the back is very large, with several suites separated by wooden boards in the middle.The original things in the tomb have disappeared. What we see are rows of neat and orderly glass shelves filled with various instruments.

On a long and wide shelf, there were some tools for vivisection. Next to those cold tools, there was an undissected corpse.

The corpse had already weathered, but the general outline could still be seen. There was a long gash in the stomach, which hadn't had time to be stitched up yet.Just at the position of the heart, there is also a scar the size of a bowl.It is not difficult to see from the figure and general outline of the dead body that it is a Chinese.

This place seems to be another secret base of the Japanese in the war of aggression against China.The Japanese committed many heinous crimes during the Pit-Japanese War. It can be seen from the blood-stained instruments how cruel and hateful their methods are.

Sato Sanben and the group of Japanese watched it with relish. They did not feel ashamed of these crimes at all, but lingered in front of the glass cabinets containing instruments and chemicals, studying and evaluating them carefully.

For Sato's behavior, Hongmao and I were filled with righteous indignation. If we hadn't seen some files and data analysis tables, we might have had sex with Sato long ago.

A stack of thick files recorded the heinous crimes committed by Unit 731. I took out one of the files and saw the history of blood and tears of a Chinese underground spy.

After the spy was arrested, he was secretly sent to the secret base of the Japanese in the Northeast. In fact, they were all living bodies used for experiments by the 731 troops.

These prisoners are called Maluda by the Japanese, which means wood that has been stripped of bark in Japanese.Before the vivisection, they tied the arms of these war criminals with hemp rope and knotted them on the back.This can achieve a purpose, that is, even if others see it, they don't know what's going on.

Those Ma Luda were injected with various bacteria and infectious diseases by Japanese military doctors. After observing the effect, they were sent to the operating table before Ma Luda died, and were forcibly dissected by the Japanese as experimental materials.

In order to achieve the best experimental goals, they killed many Chinese people, and all Ma Luda who were injected with bacteria will face being dissected alive.Why are those Japanese so cruel and inhumane?From a data analysis form, I saw the following content: Ma Luda, who was injected with bacteria, contained a lot of bacteria. If it was not a living body, the best experimental results could not be achieved.

From another stack of files, I saw a germ analysis report: In the winter of 1941, Japanese nurses took 10 milliliters of blood from each of 5 typhoid patients, and then injected the blood with the bacteria into the healthy Maluta. .A few days later, these healthy Malu Daquan all died of typhoid fever.

Another report records that in the spring of 1942, the Japanese took out the blood of returning patients and injected 4cc into each of four healthy Maluda. Three or four days later, the four Maluda died of cold and fever above 10 degrees.

These materials are all stained with Chinese blood. For the sake of those dead Chinese, I want to take these materials out and announce their crimes.While Sato and the others were studying the corpse, I put these data and reports into my backpack.

In the other tomb, there were many wooden shelves and pots. Hongmao and I were very surprised. What are these things used for?

It wasn't until we saw some dead rats that we realized that this was where they raised rats and fleas, no wonder it looked so dark here.

Those jars were for mice, and the wooden shelves were for fleas.Heated steel pipes are installed around the walls to increase the temperature in the room, thereby increasing the breeding of rats.

Those Japanese injected plague bacteria into mice, collected plague-carrying fleas from the mice, and then used these fleas with the bacteria in the war.These bacterial weapons not only have a wide range of damage, but also cause different degrees of damage to the enemy according to different gas characteristics.

I don't know how many Chinese people and families have been harmed by the brutal and inhumane experiments of the Japanese.

Looking at those jars, I suddenly had an idea, and a bold idea quickly formed in my brain.

I told Hong Mao what I thought, and he was very excited, and volunteered to lure the Japanese.

After Hongmao walked out of this dark room, I began to put all the jars in place according to the gossip directions, just waiting for the Japanese to step on the landmines.

Not long after, Hong Mao led the Japanese in. When they saw the jars all over the place, they were obviously surprised.

I pointed to those jars and said to Sato: "Mr. Sato, these jars are a bit strange. We heard a noise when we came in just now. After careful searching, we found that those noises came from these jars, so let everyone come and have a look." What's going on?"

Sato was full of doubts. While carefully looking at the pots, he ordered his subordinates to bring a stick. He dropped the stick with a "click" and broke a pot, rolling out a pile of golden melon seeds. .

Those Japanese eyes straightened immediately, staring at the pots on the ground one by one.Sato frowned slightly, he seemed to be a little disbelieving, and went down with another stick, and with the sound, a few silver ingots rolled out of the jar, which made the Japanese salivate.

I secretly scolded Sato, you bastard, you are quite suspicious, this is the savings of me and Hongmao, now I am afraid I have to take advantage of you robbers first.

Without waiting for Sato's order, a few bold Japanese ran over and grabbed a jar each, and put their hands into the jar in a panic.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" A few screams suddenly sounded, and the Japanese opened their mouths wide, their eyes widened, and each of them was holding a big dead mouse in their hands. The mouse was covered with maggots, which made everyone feel sick.

The Japanese hurriedly dropped the mouse and the jar and ran away, but the Japanese couldn't get out of the gossip array I set up. They were like a few headless flies circling back and forth around the jar.

"Hand, my hand?" A Japanese man looked pale with fear at the gradually blackening palm, and several other people also shouted loudly: "Our hand, hand..."

"Is it because I touched the dead mouse just now, find water to wash it quickly, if it doesn't work, it can be saved." Hongmao gave advice to those few people.

The Japanese were even more anxious when they heard this, and wanted to get out of the jars in a panic, but they became more and more anxious, and kicked over many jars at once, and a large number of dead mice and maggots rolled out of them. But it was lively, those Japanese were like hiding from the plague, and rushed out of the dark room with a "crash", leaving only the few Japanese who couldn't escape wailing.