The text translates to:

  "Is it true that beasts are better than us? Xiao Ye asked again, 'What about the 1,000 Chinese people?'"

  Tanaka's gloomy smile said: "I want the Chinese to pay the price. Go and order the troops to drive these thousand people into the warehouse. If the real Central Regiment has left, aren't there any fake ones?"

  Ono thought that the world he was in was not human, how could there be such a terrible person. In the blink of an eye, the lives of a thousand people were erased.

  "Tanaka-san, your sympathy is a bit too broad! Hurry up and carry out the orders, or you'll be subject to military law!"

  Oono Fukatani is a militarist who dares to kill anyone. Even the cabinet ministers do not dare to offend them easily. Had no choice but to go and make arrangements.

  Old Wang and the soldiers were being inspected by the concession authorities when they suddenly heard a series of mournful cries coming from a warehouse on the other side of the river. Old Wang found it strange. Could there be wounded men inside? But listening to the cries, didn't it sound like a child?

  Old Wang took over Xie Jin-yuan's high-powered binoculars and saw that there were many Chinese people inside the warehouse. They were all old men and children. The Japanese soldiers were stabbing them one by one with bayonets.

  Old Wang immediately understood what was going on. He cursed in his mouth: "Little Japan, I'll kill you first."

  Xie Jin-yuan looked and saw clearly, but still didn't understand what was going on.

  Old Wang explained: "This Japanese commander was a madman. He actually drove those thousand people into the warehouse for slaughter."

  Xie Jin Yuan was shocked and asked: "Won't it be? That place is just a bridge away from the concession. The International Friends Association has recorded the brutality of the Japanese army."

  Old Wang glared with his bright red eyes and said: "This Japanese commander is ruthless, they put civilians in the warehouse disguised as soldiers. According to international law, this is called a battle, not a massacre, when encountering an undefeated enemy. These beasts can openly slaughter us in front of our faces. At worst, they can explain later that they thought the people guarding the warehouse were undefeated soldiers and use that to justify themselves to international public opinion."

  After listening to Old Wang's explanation, the Chinese people around were filled with righteous indignation. The fastest search network revealed that they had no choice but to prepare to retreat and rescue their own people. However, they had no weapons or ammunition left. Hei Da Ge cursed, "I'd rather go die on the other side of the river than stay here listening to the sounds of slaughter." But even this small, humble wish was impossible to fulfill, as the British troops blocking the bridge would not allow the Chinese troops to cross again.

  The massacre on the other side of the river lasted for four hours. The devils threw out the corpses and piled them up into a small hill. The people on this side of the river used all the dirty words they could think of. Many people also shed hot tears, including some foreign friends. Old Wang saw the Japanese devils holding bayonets and stringing the children together like sugarcanes, laughing loudly.

  Old Wang suddenly understood his purpose in coming to this world.

  Fight with all your might, use every trick in the book to fight. The ultimate goal is to wipe out the enemy completely. There is no longer a powerful regime behind you. All you have is a belly full of hot blood. Rely on your own experience of being reborn from the dead to protect as many people as possible.

  The massacre is almost over, and the Japanese soldiers are arranging the corpses. Old Wang suddenly found a German priest on the riverbank. As he walked over, he saw that the priest had already petrified.

  "Oh Lord! Is this what they call the earthly hell? Why in the East are there such a group of savage heathens who not only do not worship the Lord, but also lack even the most basic humanity. They are all devils. Lord, please punish them."

  Old Wang felt that the priest was really shocked by this scene. He patted the priest's shoulder and comforted him, saying: "Believe that everything has a cause and effect. This group of people will be punished."

  The priest looked at Old Wang and said, "Wang, from the moment we first met, you knew I was an idealistic realist. In my heart, there is a belief in God, but I am not muddle-headed. I also believe in my own two hands. The things you entrust to me, I will do my best to help you with."

  The priest finished speaking and turned around to leave, leaving Old Wang standing alone, staring blankly at the riverbank.

  In the office of Lieutenant General Mei Zhenmei, Chief of Staff of the Japanese Army, Mei Zhenmei was reviewing documents for the replacement of the commander of the Shanghai Expeditionary Force. Suddenly, a round-faced Japanese officer came in from outside and walked up to Mei Zhenmei, saying: "You called me?"

  "Sit down, General. Take a look at this. Who do you think is more suitable to take over the command of the Shanghai Expeditionary Army?" Lieutenant-General Terauchi Hisaichi handed the document to the person who had just arrived. The person was none other than General Yamashita Tomoyuki, later known as the "Tiger of Malaya".

  Yamashita thought for a moment and said: "In terms of overall strength, Matsui Iwane is more suitable."

  "Tell me your reason."

  "Shanghai Expeditionary Force's troops under him, such as Yoshizumi and Ogawa, are either Sugiura's students or former comrades-in-arms. Their personal relationships are relatively good, so there won't be any issues that affect the war due to personal conflicts. Moreover, Sugiura has a strong sense of obedience and is not an extreme militarist. His command ideology is relatively traditional, so he won't make any major mistakes."

  Umezu Yoshirō lifted his leg and said, "Let's just leave it at that."

  The Shanghai Expeditionary Army Commander, Matsui Iwane, said to his subordinate, Toshiaki Yokota: "I know you've never wanted to be a staff officer. This time, since I'm taking command of the expeditionary army, I'll give you a chance to lead troops. Go to the 6th Division - I've already given them instructions. I hope you won't embarrass me."

  Tanaka was overjoyed in his heart, finally having the opportunity to be independent. No longer would he have to endure his teacher's constant criticism and guidance.

  Tanaka Toshio had a certain respect for his teacher, but tactically he did not believe in his teacher's approach. The other day, his teacher scolded him for the massacre of Chinese people. Tanaka thought what he did was right. In war, rape, robbery and slaughter are the best ways to maintain morale. He wanted all his soldiers to become beasts.

  The 526th Regiment's camp in the concession. The soldiers are checking the guns returned by the British, as the Japanese claimed in their telegram that they had annihilated all the defenders of the Four Banks Warehouse, so there was no reason for the concession authorities to detain these soldiers. Under the efforts of the priest and some high-ranking officials, the concession authorities decided to return the guns to them and let them go back.

  Everyone was quite happy, but Hei Da Ge wiped his rifle with a look of dissatisfaction and said: "I'm a machine gunner, what's the point of giving me just a rifle?"

  Xie Jin-yuan smiled and said: "When we return to our unit, all of our equipment will be reissued. No need to rush."

  Old Wang sighed that history had turned a corner here. This team, no matter how they played in the future, at least Xie Jin Yuan would not die at the hands of his own people.

  Xie Jin-yuan asked Old Wang where they would go next. Old Wang thought that following them should lead to a battle, and an opportunity to kill the devils. So he said to Xie Jin-yuan: "I'll follow your troops, you won't drive me away, will you?"

  Xie Jin Yuan burst out laughing and said: "How could that be, it's what I've been searching for but couldn't get."

  Old Wang then wrote an application to the newspaper company, hoping to go to Nanjing to continue with in-depth reporting.

  The newspaper editor did not directly respond to Old Wang, but instead asked Old Wang to return to the newspaper office in person.

  As soon as he entered the editor-in-chief's office, the editor-in-chief asked: "Has the so-called you been found in the UK?"

  I was worried in my heart, how could I have forgotten this?

  The editor looked at Old Wang and smiled, saying: "We've known you're a fake for a long time. We sent someone to investigate your background. It turns out you're not a Japanese spy. And your work ability is much stronger than that of your predecessor, that pale-faced scholar. You're more suitable for being a war correspondent."

  The editor pointed to the desk and said, "You did a great job this time. The British headquarters praised you. Your report in the newspaper made many British people realize the cruelty of the Japanese. They want to reward you, I think no reward is better than giving you an official status. Take this form and fill it out according to the items above, and you will be a Reuters reporter. You don't have a British identity, so you can't become an official reporter, only an intern. But don't worry, there will still be a salary."

  Old Wang thought to himself that he had already paid the National Government's payment for the goods given to the priest, which was over a thousand taels of silver! That little money didn't even enter Young Master's mind. However, having an official identity wasn't bad either. Old Wang left behind the contact information of the Nanjing liaison officer and departed from the newspaper office.

  Lao Wang now regards himself as a soldier. He spends his days mixing with the camp of Xie Jin-yuan and others. Xie Jin-yuan has nothing to do either, just waiting for the concession government to send a boat to take him back home. Every day is spent idly. Everyone in the camp practices shooting. Lao Wang can finally shoot a gun.

  "On the shooting range, Hei Da Ge crouched beside Old Wang and said: 'Use your shoulder to firmly hold the gun stock. Otherwise, the recoil of the bullet will kill you. Left hand supporting the gun at one-third of the way down. Right hand on the trigger. Eyes aligned with the sighting device in a straight line. Fire.'"

  "With a loud 'bang' the bullet was fired. Before Old Wang could regain his composure, Hei Da Ge shouted to pull back the bolt and eject the shell. Continue firing. By the time Old Wang had used up all five bullets, his shoulder was already aching dully."

  He ran over with a big smile on his face, picked up the target paper and said: "Congratulations to you, all of them are off-target. Not even one ring."

  Everyone had a great time in the troops these last few days.

  When Lao Wang and his men boarded the British warship, they found a person on the British warship who was very familiar to Lao Wang.

  Father Teresa

  Old Wang stepped forward and asked: "Father, where are you going?"

  The priest smiled and said: "Fellow travelers."

  Old Wang asked in surprise: "Father, are you going to Nanjing too?"

  The priest said, "Yes! I recently sent the photos you took back to England. The church leaders are furious. To avoid another humanitarian disaster, we plan to communicate with both governments to establish a non-military zone in Nanjing."

  Old Wang remembered that there was indeed a safety zone set up by international friends in Nanjing.

  Although the Japanese frequently breached the Safety Zone, it did protect a significant number of Chinese people. Otherwise, the death toll of the Nanking Massacre would not have been limited to 300,000.

  Old Wang bowed and said to the priest, "Father, what you are doing will undoubtedly save the names of many Chinese people. You also risk being killed by Japanese beasts."

  The priest said, "You have a religion in China called Buddhism. There is a god that I admire the most. Although he has not become a Buddha, his position in my heart is higher than many Buddhas. He is Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. Especially his words: 'I will not enter nirvana until all beings are free from suffering.' This is a model of selfless devotion. I have also made mental preparations for this trip. You don't need to worry."