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Then  we  had  bayonet  practice.  Victims  had  their  hands  tied  behind
                them around a tree, and were used as bayonet targets. We had to watch this
                as part of training. This was a shock to me, and for two or three days, food

                would not pass through my throat. But, two years later, I became an officer
                in  charge  of  a  platoon,  with  about  twenty-five  men  under  me.  Later,  I
                became a company commander with one hundred fifty men, and that meant
                that  if  I  didn't  build  strong  platoons  and  a  strong  company,  I  would  fall
                behind. And so I, too, tested the courage of the soldiers under me by using
                Chinese prisoners. This was normal training in the Japanese army.

                      In  my  first  experience  in  battle,  we  were  about  to  move  into  the
                combat zone. The Chinese knew we were coming, and their soldiers took
                off their uniforms and dressed like farmers. We couldn't tell farmers from
                soldiers, so our orders were to kill any men we came across.

                      We traveled through the night, and by dawn we were approaching the
                combat area. Also at dawn, farmers were leaving their homes and heading
                for the fields. My men killed them. Some were cut down with swords by
                soldiers  on  horseback.  If  we  saw  farmers  working  in  the  fields,  we  shot
                them.

                      What I will talk about next is something that is extremely difficult for
                me  to  say  before  you.  Once,  when  I  was  leading  my  soldiers  along  the
                banks  of  the  Yellow  River,  we  came  across  a  solitary  house.  My  men
                opened  the  door,  and  there  was  an  old  man,  a  young  couple,  and  two

                children inside. They looked at me with terror in their eyes. I ordered my
                men to kill them. The soldiers lined them up side by side—the old man, the
                married couple, a boy about ten years old, and another boy about seven—
                and shot them.

                      The next day, I thought I'd check the house. The old man, the couple,
                and the older child were dead. The seven-year-old boy was sprawled out
                face up on the earthen floor, staring at me. I just turned and left the house.
                Things  like  these  were  normal,  daily  occurrences.  This  was  just  one
                operation.

                      From 1942, the Japanese war front expanded, and there was a shortage
                of labor. It was difficult for Japan to meet production requirements. So it
                was decided to round up able-bodied Chinese and send them to Japan as
                laborers. We held meetings for about a month to figure out how this could
                be done. It was like moving pieces around on a game board.
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