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The  prisoner  was  not  tied  to  a  post,  but  was  just  standing  with  his
                hands tied behind his back. When I thrusted, the bayonet did not enter his
                body, and he fell to the ground. The unit officer screamed at me, "Do you

                think  you  can  kill  a  man  like  that?"  And  to  show  me  how  to  do  it,  he
                demonstrated by killing the man with a single thrust. One could see that the
                unit leader was good. I followed his example and killed the other farmer,
                then dragged his body to the hole and buried him.
                      Then, I had night watch in a high guard tower. The place where we

                killed the Chinese was right in front of the tower, and I was afraid to look in
                that direction. Most of the time I looked the other way. There was even a
                time during which I felt haunted, afraid that a ghost might come out from
                there.

                      This is the way my training went, with my killing one or two people at
                a time until over five years I had finally, as an individual, killed a total of
                thirty-three people directly. In unison with others, I was party to the killings
                of  more  than  seven  hundred  people.  Sometimes  a  locality  would  be
                surrounded and then attacked, and it is not possible to know which person
                was  killed  by  which  soldier,  but  I  share  the  responsibility,  and  I  want  to

                testify here to these facts also.
                      In  1942,  our  unit  took  part  in  a  siege  in  Shantung  Province.  We
                encircled an area with a circumference of one hundred sixty kilometers and
                conducted what we called a "rabbit hunt" inside the encircled area. At night,

                troops  climbed  mountains  and  traversed  rivers  with  flaming  torches.
                Everywhere one looked, the torches were burning. Our intention was that
                not one "rabbit" should escape. All the men we captured in that operation—
                young and old, alike—were made to march to the train. From there, they
                were put into freight cars and taken to Japan, where they were sacrificed
                working in the Hanaoka mines.


                [Koreans and Chinese were brought in and beaten into forced labor at the
                Hanaoka  mines  to  produce  fuel  for  Japan's  war  machine.  As  in  other

                Japanese forced-labor projects, such as the Burma-Siam Railroad, the death
                rate was high. Books and articles on the Hanaoka mines have appeared over
                the years, but redress from the government seems as remote as it has been
                with the comfort women problem.]
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