The day before September 18, I went to the site of 731 and felt a lot of emotion. This is a demon's nest. Each of the files in the exhibition hall represents the life of a compatriot. This is only a very, very small part. More people were secretly escorted to the Pingfang District and then disappeared without a trace.

After coming out of the exhibition hall, sitting under the shade of the trees, a cool breeze blew towards me. I suddenly thought about the afternoon of decades ago, those who were "specially transferred" by the Japanese, and how would they feel when they saw the brick red building in Main 731.

Fear? Anger? Helpless? Confusion?

Walking out of 731 and walking on the bustling streets, I have some unsightly insights. From a weak country that allows mermaid meat to a world power today, this is a miracle that countless people have exchanged for their blood.

After all, our descendants do not need to experience the sufferings experienced by those victims. It is hard to get a fortune. but not forget history. We should remember the heroes who have sacrificed their lives for the cause of national liberation. This tribute is paid to you!
Chapter completed!