Traveling through the 1940s, the whole village was massacred at the beginning

Chapter 799 Shocking Figures

Political Commissar Xu looked at the little girl in front of him and saw that her nose was red, as if she had bumped into something.

However, despite her slightly red and swollen nose, the little girl's eyes were unusually firm, revealing a maturity and determination that was inconsistent with her age.

Jiang Jiyun continued, tears streaming down his face, "No one in their country is innocent! They have been invading our country for twelve years. During this long period, most of our country has been trampled upon by the Japanese army."

"They have ruthlessly occupied over 900 cities, leaving tens of millions homeless and displaced. The death toll has now reached tens of millions!"

Her voice trembled slightly, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of her heart, filled with pain and resentment.

Political Commissar Xu and the others listened quietly, feeling an indescribable grief and indignation in their hearts.

"Aren't these figures shocking?" Jiang Jiyun raised his voice. "All of this was caused by those invaders and executioners! He's a journalist, and a war correspondent at that. He must have seen countless bloody scenes like this, because he filmed and recorded them all."

The people in the village didn't know this. They stared at Political Commissar Xu, as if trying to find the answer from his eyes.

Political Commissar Xu nodded silently. He had indeed seen too many horrific scenes. The villages destroyed by war and the innocent people killed were deeply engraved in his memory.

"What exactly were those photos he took for?" Jiang Jiyun's tone became increasingly excited. "Are they used to commemorate the glory of their so-called Great East Asia War of Co-Prosperity, or to celebrate their victory? Only he knows."

When Jiang Wenming, Jiang Jiyuan and others returned, they happened to hear Jiang Jiyun start to speak.

They stood quietly at the back of the crowd, listening attentively to her story.

Jiang Jiyun's thoughts drifted back to what she had seen and heard in the Land of Sakura. Her voice was heavy as she continued, "Do you know what the elderly, women, and children in their country are doing in their own country?"

She paused, as if recalling those heartbreaking scenes, and then continued: "In that country, many elderly people and women were involved in the manufacture of weapons and ammunition. These ammunitions were eventually used on our innocent compatriots."

Her tone grew heavier. "What's even more heartbreaking is that these children, those teenagers, are actually being trained to kill with bayonets on specific training grounds. They are the reserve forces of the Japanese army. Once they grow up, they will be sent to the battlefield to slaughter our compatriots."

Jiang Jiyun quickly walked up to Aunt Niu and said solemnly, "You've only heard that saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda, but have you ever considered that the person you saved led to the death of so many innocent lives in the village? Is this a good deed or a bad deed?"

“Some people are rotten inside. Even if they appear intact and kind on the outside, you will never know the extent of their rottenness unless you peel off the outer layer.”

Her words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Aunt Niu's heart hard, leaving her speechless for a moment.

The grief and anger in Jiang Jiyun's heart became increasingly difficult to suppress. She turned around abruptly, but in an instant she met a pair of bloodshot eyes.

That was her brother Jiang Jiyuan, who was looking at her with red eyes, as if he could see through her body the pain and sorrow deep in her heart.

Jiang Jiyun could no longer bear it. She ran towards her brother quickly, threw herself into his arms, and burst into tears.

Jiang Jiyuan silently bent down, hugged his sister tightly in his arms, and patted her back gently, trying to give her a little comfort in this way.

At this moment, Jiang Wenming's heart was also filled with pain and helplessness.

Their village was once so peaceful and harmonious, but because of a sudden betrayal, it was brutally massacred by the Japanese.

And now, there are still people who are so ignorant and cannot see the ugliness of human nature. How can this not make people feel sad and angry?

Aunt Niu's body suddenly seemed to have lost all its strength. Her eyes rolled back and she fell straight to the ground.

Her heart was filled with unbearable pain and self-blame, because she knew that it was her fault that led to the deaths of so many people.

This huge sense of guilt made her eyes go dark in an instant, and she eventually lost consciousness.

When Political Commissar Xu saw this scene, he felt a pang of sadness in his heart. He quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hands, then quickly walked aside to contact Captain Jian.

His voice trembled as he said, "Captain Jian, there are people infected with the virus here. The situation is very critical. Please send someone over to deal with it as soon as possible!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone and prayed silently in his heart that the rescuers would arrive as soon as possible.

As for the sick Japanese reporter, Political Commissar Xu had no time to care about him. He thought to himself: "Let this damn reporter fend for himself!"

He was well aware of the fact that his country was being invaded and knew that countless brave compatriots had rushed to the battlefield without hesitation to defend the country's dignity and territorial integrity.

He also knew that the situation outside was extremely serious and the destruction and suffering brought by the war would undoubtedly be enormous.

However, today when he heard the shocking figures told by the little girl, his heart seemed to be hit hard by a heavy hammer, and his heart ached as if bleeding.

Those numbers are more than just cold statistics; they represent countless lives lost, families broken and untold suffering.

He felt that his heart was extremely heavy and he could no longer bear the pressure alone.

He decided to go back to Old Jane after this and have a good talk with him.

If he didn't say everything that was stuck in his heart, he was worried that he would be crushed by the heavy emotions and might even get sick.

At this time, Jiang Jiyun was hugging his brother's neck tightly, and under his gentle patting, he fell asleep in a short while.

Jiang Wenming looked at his little niece's peaceful sleeping face, his heart filled with pity.

He carefully reached out his hand and gently wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief, for fear of waking her up.

Jiang Wenming said with some concern: "It's not good for the child's health to fall asleep before eating."

Jiang Jiyuan gently stroked Jiang Jiyun's hair and comforted her, "It's okay. It's okay to wait until she wakes up hungry before eating. I think she must have been thinking about our mother just now."