Two female intelligence agents of the National Revolutionary Army who fell into the hands of the Japanese military police

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Two Female Nationalist Army Intelligence Agents Fallen into the Hands of the Japanese Military Police
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Arrest
My name is Akita Ichiro. After the start of the Greater East Asia Holy War, I was initially a private second
class in the 16th Division of the Southern Army. Due to injuries sustained in the Burma Campaign, my left leg was left disabled. Therefore, in the early autumn of 1943, I was transferred
to the Longling Garrison in Yunnan Province, China. This area was relatively peaceful with little fighting. Due to my minor disability
, I was assigned to the administrative squad in Zhen'an Town within the garrison's jurisdiction. My main tasks were maintaining order and
arresting Chinese military spies.
As the war intensified, after autumn, Chinese military activity in the Longling area became very frequent. Guerrilla and
spy sabotage incidents occurred frequently. Rumors circulated that the Chinese army would soon launch a large-scale attack on Tengchong and Songshan
, and our daily work became increasingly tense. Zhen'an Town, also known as Zhen'an Street, is
a small town 20 kilometers from Longling. Our administrative squad was part of the military police unit of the Longling Garrison Brigade, consisting of more than 30 people.
The 181st Regiment of the 56th Division was also stationed in the town, and the artillery company of the 181st Regiment had
its positions along the mountain ridge to the west of the town, a key location protecting Longling.
Sergeant Okada was in charge of the administrative squad. He was a pockmarked man around 40 years old and a very shrewd
officer who handled daily affairs very well. Our administrative squad was located in a large, independent courtyard at the western end of the town.
The courtyard was separated from the residential area of the town by a paddy field. The courtyard was large. The front yard had offices, dormitories, and a canteen
. The back yard had a row of cells. The interrogation room was in a cellar on the other side of the back yard. The cellar was large, with a dark corridor
connecting several rooms. In addition to the interrogation room, there were several cells for temporarily holding prisoners, as well as a
simple medical room.
The situation has been tense lately, and many suspects have been arrested. There are about 20
people locked in the six cells in the backyard, and our daily work consists of interrogating them. However, I've only been here for less than two weeks and
haven't participated in many interrogations; when I have, I've mostly just taken notes.
Regarding the source of intelligence, in Zhen'an Town, Chinese who have submitted to us
often secretly report information for various reasons. Because the town isn't large, outsiders are easily noticed. Around the
end of October, someone reported several suspicious salt merchants. As usual, we followed them for a day and
began arresting them one by one.
The first was a middle-aged man named Zhao Changguo. Because there wasn't any solid evidence, the guards were lax
. But that night, he attempted to escape from the cell and was discovered. A fight ensued, and he was shot dead during his escape. We
were convinced this was an important lead, but things didn't go smoothly afterward. When arresting his two companions
, an unexpected gunfight broke out, and both were killed on the spot.
Disappointed, we received a tip that the group had included two young women on their last visit,
but they didn't seem to be there this time. This gave us a glimmer of hope. Sure enough, a check at the town office revealed that all five of them had
obtained their good citizen certificates together, all signed by a man named Zhao Changguo. So, we planted informants at the inn where they had stayed last time
.
Luckily, the next day, the tip reported that the two women had checked into the inn the previous night and hadn't
left all morning. Clearly, this inn was their meeting place. Learning from the previous experience, this arrest
was planned with great care. Sergeant Okada personally led the team, with Ozawa and I positioned at the entrance, and several others scattered
around. In the afternoon, the two girls went out for lunch at a nearby rice noodle shop, and then, like ordinary salt
vendors, lined up outside the shop to buy supplies. They were last in line, so when it was almost their turn,
Ozawa and I approached them and began questioning them under the pretext of checking their "good citizen certificates." Without much explanation, we took the two girls and
several others to the administration office.
But once inside the front yard, the others were ushered away, leaving only the two girls to be taken into the office
. Both girls were young. One was tall with long hair, an oval face, bright eyes, double eyelids, and delicate
eyebrows—very charming. She had a straight nose and was indeed very beautiful, with a well-proportioned figure.
She appeared to be from northern China. The other was petite, with a round face, large eyes, and a small mouth, looking
like a well-behaved southern Chinese girl. Both were beautiful and had pleasant voices.
Although they were somewhat uncomfortable, they concealed it well, chatting and laughing with Ozawa.
Ozawa had served in the Manchurian garrison ten years prior and was fluent in Chinese, as was Sergeant Okada,
who spoke almost indistinguishably from a native speaker. Ozawa chuckled and explained that
the stamp on their citizen certificates wasn't very clear and needed checking, but he also reassured them that it was routine. Later,
Ozawa told me that the tall girl's accent definitely indicated she was Manchurian.
The atmosphere changed noticeably after Sergeant Okada entered. While flipping through their good citizen certificates, he
casually asked, "Where's Boss Zhao Changguo? Why didn't he come with us?"
"Who? I don't know him!"
"Don't know him? Why did you sign together when you got your certificates?"
"Oh, well, it seems like we got our certificates together, but I don't know his name!" the long-haired girl answered
quickly.
"What are you doing here?"
"Buying some goods to sell in Longling."
"I've never seen two women smuggling salt together!"
"Well, we... well, we were short-handed, so it was just the two of us."
"Shut up!" The sergeant slammed his hand on the table and stood up. "Zhao Changguo has already confessed, what are you still acting for
?"
These words had a huge impact on the two girls. I saw them both freeze, although the long-haired
girl immediately pretended to be confused and said she didn't understand what the Imperial Army was saying, their faces were both flushed red
. The sergeant sat down with satisfaction: "All three of them are in our hands. If they hadn't confessed, how
could we have caught you so easily?"
"I don't understand what you're talking about!"
"Enough!" Sergeant Okada was clearly angry. He ordered us to search them. Also in the room
was Horii Seio, a burly soldier from Hokkaido. Like me, he had been wounded and brought to the rear. He
quickly got up, pushed the tall girl against the wall, and began searching her. The girl's face flushed red. Horii
found nothing but some banknotes and personal belongings. He then turned to the round-faced girl, finding
some paper, pens, a small ledger, and some miscellaneous items—all meaningless things.
"Take off your clothes."
"Please, sir, we're law-abiding citizens!"
Ignoring their pleas and struggles, Ozawa joined in, and together with Horii, they quickly
stripped the two girls naked. Tears streamed down their faces as they clutched their chests and lower bodies, crouching against the wall.
They probably didn't know then that they would never wear clothes again.
The sergeant spread the pile of clothes on the table and began to search them carefully, bit by bit. We then started examining
the bodies of the two girls curled up against the wall. The taller girl was quite voluptuous, with rounded shoulders and plump
, alluring thighs. The round-faced girl was already crying; she was fairer than the taller girl,
with delicate, supple skin. We were all somewhat disappointed that we couldn't see their breasts or lower bodies.
"Take them to the backyard downstairs, let them learn some manners!" the sergeant said without looking up, still meticulously studying
the clothes and belongings.
A few of us got up and went to pull them away. The two girls, heads down, clutching their chests and lower bodies, trembling slightly ,
were pushed and shoved into the backyard. On the way, they encountered Matsushita Keiji and his men, who were on their way out for duty. They
stared at the scene in astonishment, muttering to themselves. As Matsushita passed by me, he smiled mysteriously
and said, "Don't beat them too hard!"
I hadn't been in the administration department long, and although I knew he meant something about torture, I didn't pay much
attention. I figured these two girls would soon be terrified by veterans like Ozawa and his men. Last week, I
participated in several executions in the backyard cellar and found that Ozawa and Horii were indeed experts at this kind of work. Horii
was extremely ruthless, while Ozawa was very calm, carrying out the torture as if he were meticulously completing a work of art
. Frankly, I still occasionally shuddered when experiencing these things.

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