A Parade in Ancient Times

One day in December 1937, Liu Maozhong was fishing by the river with two playmates. Suddenly, he spotted hundreds of indistinct figures moving stealthily among the trees and bushes on the mountaintop. They wore dark blue uniforms and caps with ear flaps, and four or five machine guns were mounted on their stone positions. Japanese soldiers?

“Chigu, Qiangzi, run! They look like Japanese devils,” Liu Maozhong cried in a hushed voice.

But Chigu and Qiangzi were crouched behind a boulder on the riverbank, peering out. They had already seen them too...