Call the Soul: First Exclusive Revelation of the Unit 731 Bacterial Warfare by the Japanese Invading Army

Author: Liu Qian'an
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Publish Date: 2005-06-01
Features: Three Chinese men from the Eight (Eight Lake), burdened by the () of hundreds of thousands of victims of the Changde plague, crossed to Japan. They were to stand in a foreign court to accuse the horrific crime of 57 years ago! They wanted to bring peace to the souls of their ()! They demanded justice from the Japanese government and the aggressors of that time! On July 13, 1998. Tokyo, Japan. At 3:20 PM, hundreds of Japanese people gathered in front of the Tokyo District Court. These men and women, with either white hair or black hair, held massive banners written in Japanese, Chinese, and English as they walked toward the court. The banners read in large letters: "Apologize and Compensate for the Victims of the Bacteriological War!" On the street in front of the court, pedestrians stopped in their tracks, and speeding cars stepped on the gas. Journalists quickly turned on their cameras and camcorders. In this solemn procession, there were three men from Changde, China. Their names were Fang Yunsheng, Li Angu, and Huang Yuefeng. In front of the court, the three Chinese men's three pairs of hands clasped tightly together. These three Chinese men from the vast Eight (Eight Lake) bore the () of hundreds of thousands of victims of the Changde plague as they crossed to Japan. They were to stand in a foreign court to accuse the horrific crime of 57 years ago! They wanted to bring peace to the souls of their ()! They demanded justice from the Japanese government and the aggressors of that time! It was also on this day, July 13, 1998. In the morning. Fang Yunsheng, at the hotel he was staying in Tokyo, wrote a letter that could never be sent to his deceased grandmother, father, mother, and brother. His brother, Fang Yunden, had died of the Changde plague 57 years ago at the age of 8. He told his deceased family members that he had come to Japan to avenge their suffering. He knelt down toward his western homeland. Fatherland! Motherland! My dear family! Your son is here to kowtow to you! To avenge you! The thousand-year-old grudge must be avenged! The ten-thousand-year-old injustice must be rectified! And yet, it has only been 57 years! The blood of the loved ones is still warm, their bodies still unburied, their eyes still closed. He knelt down toward his western homeland, tears flowing like a flood. The three pairs of Chinese men's hands clasped tightly together again. "Victory! Victory! Victory!" They shouted as they lifted their () and walked toward Tokyo District Court, Room 103. A cross-border lawsuit that the world would watch began. A blood-stained history sealed for over 50 years was once again opened, page by page.