VOSHN 227

<body><a href="../index.html">HOME</a><br><table summary="211"><tr><td class="etesti">211</td><td class="edate">August 9<sup>th</sup>, 1945.  In the evening</td><td class="eage">29 years old at that time</td></tr><tr><td class="ei_midasi" colspan=3>It was dreadful to hear the groaning of thousands of people.</td></tr></table><div class="largep"><p>Being approaching Oohashi (district), we heard a mass of strange voices from the bridge.  Thousands of men and women of all ages had evacuated to everywhere, irrespective of river water or dried river bank.</p><p>I immediately understood that they had no place to evacuate except the river after all over the surroundings had caught fires in a moment.</p><br><p>During my involvement in the war in North China from 1937 to 1940, I had seen hundreds of dead or wounded Japanese soldiers.  I encountered miserable scenes several times.  Participants in the war were young men and I myself was prepared for death any time.  I simply thought that the next would be my turn.</p><br><p>However, what were these situations?  How can groans of thousands of heavily wounded people of all ages and both sexes be described?  I have no words to explain the sight.</p><br><p>I had heard of Hell since my childhood.  When I was in Chinese battle fields, I did not consider there as Hell.  But seeing the scene, I thought that this was a true Hell on earth.</p></div></body>