Human Bullets: A Soldier's Story of Port ArthurSakurai, Tadayoshi
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Human Bullets: A Soldier's Story of Port Arthur
Sakurai, Tadayoshi
Lüshun (China) -- History -- Siege, 1904-1905
OF course we left Japan fully determined to turn into dust under the
hoofs of His Majesty’s steed, saying, “Here I stand ready to die.” Our
hearts were impatient, but the opportunity was slow in coming. More
than one hundred days had passed since we had left for the front. Then
hundreds of blossoms on home fields and mountains made our uniforms
fragrant with their sweet smell, the spring breeze that wafted us to
a strange land far away lightly kissed the sun-colors. Time flies
quickly, and now we sit under the shadow of green leaves. At night,
sleeping on our arms, or in the day, exposed to the hail-storm of
bullets, we had never forgotten our desire to return the Imperial favor
and beneficence with death, and death only. The time, however, was not
yet full. Thousands of our comrades had died without the joy of seeing
the final success; their spirits must be unconsoled and unable to find
eternal rest. We were eager to avenge them, but ah! the opportunity
had not yet come. We survivors lived in the stink of rotting flesh
and crumbling bones; our own flesh wasted and even our bones seemed
thinner. We were like a group of spirits with sharp, eager passions in
miserable bodies, but still we were offshoots of the genuine cherry
tree of Yamato. How was it that we were still alive after fighting one,
two, three, already four battles, without having fallen like beautiful
cherry petals of the battle-field? I had been fully resolved to die on
Taku-shan, but still I was left behind by a great many of my friends.
Surely this time, in this general assault, I must have the honor and
distinction of offering my little self to our beloved country. With
this idea, this desire, this determination, I started for the battle.
I was promoted to first lieutenant in the early part of August, but the
news reached me just on this occasion. Colonel Aoki called me before
him and told me most gravely: “I congratulate you on your promotion.
You have carried the regimental colors from the very beginning. You are
now released from that duty, but strive harder still, for to-morrow is
assigned for our general assault. I have eaten and slept with you for a
long time and am grieved to part with you, but I say good-by to you now
because I am anxious for your success.”
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