My Spy Years

I don't know if the author can read it when I post it here. Generally speaking, the specific details of this book are well written, but the overall plot design is too idealistic and there are all kinds of coincidences. Isn't it true that spies can't believe in coincidences? As for the big plot, I will only mention one point. Three of the four senior agents of our party, three of whom have lost contact, are all lurking in the Concession Police Station by coincidence, and they all hold important positions. It is extremely unreasonable. It is also designed that everyone will work in a group in the future. So many of our party's resources are concentrated in one part of the concession. This is a serious waste of resources. When accepting Zhang Ping, Cheng Qianfan showed up to meet her, which was completely inconsistent with his extremely cautious style.

"For the sake of sacrifice, I dare to teach the sun and the moon to change the sky." Writing a little bit for this book coincides with the National Day. Inspector Xiao Cheng may be my favorite protagonist of spy novels, because he is not a time traveler, and he does not have a big golden finger. The protagonist of the Republic of China traveler, whether a red spy or an aid writer, compared to the knowledge and special abilities of the future, I think the biggest "golden finger" is a psychological advantage: knowing that we will definitely win, knowing how China will "change the world" a hundred years later, he/she has personally experienced everything in New China, and has witnessed the fruits of comrades throwing their lives and blood. Inspector Cheng is not a time traveler, which means that for him, how long the darkness before dawn will be is completely unknown. As an old party member, he has confidence in our country's victory and our cause, but after all, he can only describe it in his imagination and it has not yet become an established fact. Although this is an online novel that will most likely not be as confusing as "The Sound of the Wind", "The Eternal Radio Wave", and "The Hidden Red Road", the restrictions in the text of this book are the same as them (aboriginals without superpowers), and it can also better highlight the greatness of our party's comrades on the hidden front. The timeline in the book has just passed July 7, 1937, 8 years before August 15, 1945, and 12 years before October 1, 1949. Inside and outside the book, December is coming. December 1937 is coming.

It was a masterpiece in the early stages, but it started to fail after about 200 chapters.

This is a great book! The details are in place, the logic is rigorous, and it is full of family and country feelings! I often burst into tears watching it. How many heroes have silently sacrificed their lives for us today. They deserve to be remembered by our descendants forever! I hope it comes out as a physical book and I will definitely buy one! The disadvantage is that there are too few updates, and it has been updated four times!

This book is very well written, just to highlight the protagonist and make other people look too stupid. Military commanders always make stupid mistakes. Reading too much of it makes me feel dumb.

After reading it for the second time, I found that the thing that impressed me most deeply in the whole book was not the protagonist, but Boss Tao. The few scattered sentences by the author make this character no longer flimsy, but full of flesh and blood. When he first appears, he introduces the protagonist into the system. At that time I thought he was a tool man. In the conversation between the protagonist and others, we know that Boss Tao is a relative of Song Fuguo, has someone behind him, and has a promising future; at this time, we feel that he may be someone we need to cooperate with and be wary of in the future. The protagonist met with him before going to Hangzhou and borrowed a pack of snacks. The character's image suddenly stood out from the many characters: a father who loves his children. What he said in response to the protagonist was so everyday, it was completely an ordinary conversation in life. But in the blink of an eye, he volunteered to carry out the task. He loves his family and his country even more.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      . The contrast is too stark: One made repeated military exploits, the other died heroically. Cheng Qianfan and Tao Weiran boarded two ships almost at the same time, but their fates were completely different. It's obviously the protagonist's promotion day, but I can't help but want to cry. The protagonist is the protagonist after all, but in that era, it was Boss Tao who was more likely to go on and on and die. After that, I met Song Fuguo and had another snack. The author is really good at cutting flesh with a soft knife. Mentioning it again and again makes this character live in the memory of the protagonist, in the memory of relatives, and in my memory. It is no longer a light description in a few paragraphs. No matter where you are, there is patriotism. I miss Tao Weiran forever.

I have read it intermittently. Basically it is a good spy novel. The plot, characterization, etc. Are all very good. There are just a few points that I think can be discussed: 1. Now Mr. Xiao Cheng's team is getting bigger and bigger. But for the handling of our party's part, including the establishment of the party group, the assessment and recovery of the harmonica. It feels that it is actually inconsistent with the persona of Pig's Foot, who is cautious in everything, and it is also inconsistent with some of the original underground work principles of our party. Zhutu just rejected the proposal to assign a team to Huo Miao earlier, and he also mistakenly thought that he had photographed Qin Di and went to the concession to propose a transfer notice to the organization. Later, we set up a party group and went to pick up the harmonica in person, so we were no longer afraid of being exposed. Just because these people are from Teko, do they think they are more reliable than others? Or are these people not going to be exposed? 2. Regarding the personal living habits of Lao Huang and Pig's Feet, the author sets Lao Huang as an alcoholic, or pretends to be an alcoholic, and there are many scenes of daily drinking. Pig's Foot often drinks a lot of alcohol in order to cover up his whereabouts. But drinking alcohol should be avoided by an action master. Alcohol's damage to the human body is inevitable. Potential problems include drunkenness, loss of control, loss of self-control, and drunken gaffes that may occur after drinking. But overall, it is still a good book and worth recommending!

The book is finished. It is a beautiful and high-level anti-Japanese spy war novel. It is inevitable that I feel a little bit reluctant to let it go, but the book must eventually come to an end. The ending is a bit hasty. The author also explained the reason, which is understandable. This is the author's first spy-type novel, and it is wonderfully written. I really admire it. The wonderful conception of the main plot of the book, the heroic sacrifices of patriots from all walks of life for the country, the cunning and cruelty of the Japanese and puppet enemy agents, and the lurking work of lurking on thin ice are all well written; of course, from the perspective of standing up and talking without pain, there are still some conceptions and some specific plots that are too coincidental or unreasonable. For example, the four top special agents of our party, Qian Fan, Lu Dazhang, Lao Huang, and Zhao Shuli, are all lurking on the lease, and most of them are in high-level positions. This coincidence is obvious. It is unreasonable to be too detailed, and then the superiors combined the four comrades into a fire team, which was obviously a waste of resources, and the others were all involved or absent. Also, Shuli Zhao and Zhang Ping were clearly designed cover partners, but Cheng Qianfan was not designed to dominate Zhang Ping. After that, Zhang Ping basically lost more opportunities to perform tasks. Shuli Zhao even disguised himself as a woman to meet Cheng Qianfan, and almost overturned in the end. These are all big bugs. As a full-length anti-Japanese espionage war novel, it is extremely difficult to write a novel that is exciting, beautiful and engaging, but it cannot be turned into a satisfying article. The shortcomings cannot be concealed. Among the more than thirty anti-Japanese espionage war novels that I have read, this book is one of the top excellent works.

[This post does not participate in the event selection, it is for everyone to watch] When I read the story of Ge Cuimin and Xie Siming, my heart skipped a beat. This story is a bit familiar! Isn't this an adaptation of the story of Little Carrot Head-Song Zhenzhong? In reality, the ending of Little Carrot Head Song Zhenzhong's family was tragic. Book friends who want to know specific information can search and check it by themselves, so I won't go into details here. Back to Ge Cuimin and Xie Siming, Xie Wenzhang arrived in Shanghai with his pregnant wife Ge Cuimin. Due to betrayal by a traitor and intelligence leakage, the two were arrested at the dock, and Xie Wenzhang was later executed. Faced with the death of her husband, the enemy's torture to extract confessions, and other difficulties, Ge Cuimin remained steadfast and unyielding, firmly standing and defending our party. After the birth of her child Xie Siming, Ge Cuimin's life became more difficult. The prison environment was harsh and the lack of breast milk made Xie Siming's condition worrying. At this time, faced with another threat and inducement from the enemy, Ge Cuimin remained unmoved and categorically refused to betray the organization. It is precisely because of the existence of thousands of people like Xie Wenwen and Ge Cuimin who are not afraid of hardships and carry forward the burden that we have achieved the beautiful life we ​​have today. To borrow a sentence, there are no quiet years in life, but there are people carrying the burden for you! In the face of these retrograde people, we must always be grateful! In the face of history, we cannot change it. The only thing we can change is the present and ourselves. In this book, we also hope that our protagonist Cheng Qianfan can bring new hope to Ge Cuimin and Xie Siming, mother and son, and bring good results!

Very much like this story. I feel that the author was first moved by the characters he wrote, so the stories he wrote are flesh and blood. Coupled with the accumulation of very well-tested historical materials, it feels real and moving. The story mainly takes place in Shanghai, a very special city. From an epic perspective, it seems small. But from the perspective of a small town witnessing historical changes, it seems huge. It has a huge floating population, complex relationships, all forces have tentacles, and it is a mixed bag of good and bad. It is also a city directly affected by changes in the current situation and the times. I really like the author's portrayal of Shanghai in that era. For now, that era is very long ago, even many old people may not have much memory of it. And it is very close to us, with many real documents and materials preserved. The author's description can make readers move and empathize, which is amazing! You can feel that the world in the book is flowing, not a linear timeline, but a dynamic picture. Various characters live here. The description of the characters is not label-based. The lower class are exploited and live a hard life, the young master is sensual and sensual, etc. Such superficial portrayal. It not only describes the details of life, but also depicts the development and choices of characters in the era. Witnessed from the perspective of the protagonist, the various characters are vivid and three-dimensional without being complicated. I feel that the author cut out the complex and simplified it, and his skill in repairing branches and vines is amazing. For the protagonist, I am really proud of it, but also very distressed. So young, he is already an experienced senior for underground workers. The helplessness of the difficult current situation, the grief over the sacrifice of comrades, and the trepidation of daily work can only be suppressed from the bottom of my heart. On the surface, they have to flatter themselves, eat and drink, and be called traitors. It was really too painful, and I wished the author could speed up time and end this career as soon as possible. The better the protagonist, the more distressing it makes people feel, and even the satisfaction of the legendary experience of successfully completing the task will be much lighter. It's just that sometimes I feel a little tired. One is that the background is too depressing. The era itself makes it hard to read. The more vivid it is, the more uncomfortable it is. Second, the plot development feels a bit slow. Some plots seem a bit homogeneous and a bit tired of aesthetics. Big cheers for the author!

For this book, there is only one sentence from the martyr Mr. Lu Haodong: May the sun always shine on our land, and never forget the blood of the martyrs on the ground! 😭

I feel that the writing is very real and careful. I feel that it has written down the various complex inner activities of many people in that era. I feel that the author has put a lot of effort into writing this. I remember once I found an old book that seemed to be written in prose? Then there was an article in it. The feeling was similar to what the author wrote. It felt very familiar. Also, I once watched some documentaries about history on TV, which were dedicated to writing about Han Dynasty. Why do traitors become traitors? In fact, what the author wrote is quite consistent. It is similar to the above. The Japanese people written by the author are also very multi-faceted. Some actually turn red, and some are cunning, etc. I don't know, I think of the feeling in the wind, the sense of history, and the feeling of playing spy games and spy TV series in recent years. In short, the writing feels like it is really a historical spy game.

Before commenting on this book, I must first talk about some of my personal views on that era. It was an era of turbulent seas and raging wars. It was an era full of suffering, shamelessness and cruelty, but it was also a romantic era where heroes emerged in large numbers. It is called romantic because the martyrs of that era, with slight but firm hope, devoted themselves to the endless struggle without hesitation. Put aside the emotional words and use cold rationality to examine the basic situation of that era. There are three mountains oppressing countless people. Feudalism, represented by large and small landowners, has many manifestations of the shamelessness and cruelty of the landlords. For example, Huang Shiren in The White-Haired Girl robbed and forced Xi'er, and finally planned to sell Xi'er to a brothel. Xi'er was lucky enough to escape to the mountains and become the white-haired girl. More Xi'er were sold and killed without any resistance. It is said that when many People's Liberation Army soldiers saw this play, they almost couldn't help but shoot and kill the actor who played Huang Shiren. That was because they were also Yang Bailao and Dachun, and their Xi'er had already experienced humiliation and hardship in troubled times and could not come back. Another example is the letter written by martyr Huang Jiguang's mother, Deng Guangzhi, to the teacher: "I came across a hairy dog belonging to the pseudo-A Chang who was beaten to death in a ditch. The pseudo-A Chang indiscriminately insisted that Jiguang had beaten him to death and called him Carrying a dead dog through the streets required my family to buy a coffin for the dog and build a dojo. At that time, there was simply no way for us poor people to survive!" The landowners in the old society committed countless crimes against the people under the evil feudalism.

The Spy Years is one of the best spy novels I have read so far. The plot is famous for its meticulousness and rigor. The protagonist Cheng Qianfan in the book has many code names, but I personally think that the most representative code name is "Huo Miao". In my opinion, it is more than just a code name. From our beloved Mr. Cheng, to the comrades who are still fighting on the front line of the Anti-Japanese War. From revolutionary martyrs such as Comrade Maizi who have long since sacrificed their lives, to authors and readers. The love that all of us have for our motherland and the land beneath our feet is as pure and hot as this flame. It burns in people's hearts, illuminates the road ahead in the darkness, and guides our ancestors to move forward and never give up. The meticulous and rigorous plot is the skeleton of this book, and this love for the motherland is the soul of this book. Shining and unforgettable. The shortcoming is that there were frequent scene transitions in a chapter a while ago, which resulted in a relatively short chapter where one plot was switched to another scene without much advancement, which made people feel a little uncomfortable while reading. Especially when the plot reaches a climax, readers hope that the plot can be read in one go, rather than being distracted by it and then switching to other scenes. However, I have seen this situation rarely happen recently, and it should be that the author is also adjusting. In addition, the progress of the timeline is a bit slow, but the main reason should be attributed to the author's short time. I hope the author can make more updates while ensuring the quality. I wish the author will get better and better, and that his thoughts will flow when he writes and he will never get stuck. The evening of July 7, 2023.

In fact, I read this book because of Uncle Teng's The Bourne Supremacy, which ended hastily, which was a pity. As for this book, many plots are also borrowed from The Bourne Storm, so I hope the author can write it well, update it as soon as possible, and don't end it hastily. This is not only to look forward to this book, but also to make up for Uncle Teng's regrets. Big cheers for the author.

This spy novel has strict logic, reasonable details, tense plot, and the villain's IQ is online. The sacrifices of some characters are very touching, and some transition descriptions are very graphic. This novel is very suitable for film and television, and I look forward to that day. When the time comes, you must choose the role well. If you are not good at acting, don't ruin the book.

Thousands of sails pass by the side of the sunken boat, and thousands of trees spring in front of the diseased trees. The new life will eventually bloom in the world I don't know if the author was inspired by this poem, but I always feel that the protagonist's name has a meaning. Suffering will eventually pass, and historical changes will eventually come. Some people and things in the process may be covered up and forgotten at a certain time, but the success they have brought to this end will definitely allow future generations to remember their merits. Pay tribute to the famous and unknown heroes.

So far it's pretty good, above average. But the title and introduction of the book are really deceiving 😅 However, the last book with a deceiving title but full of useful information that surprised me was called "The Spy: Broken Mountains and Rivers". Everyone who watches spy wars should know this, right? Although your writing styles are different, I hope the author will write carefully and write better and better.

It's very graphic, okay😂

That's what I mean. I just tied it. When will the next update be?

Among the best spy novels, this one is my first choice.

At the turn of mid-spring and late spring, it's another Qingming Festival. As a solar term, Qingming is a symbol of the season and an important node in guiding agricultural production in ancient times. As a festival, Qingming is the intersection of reincarnation. People mourn their ancestors, recall their sages, pursue vitality, and travel through youth. Tomb-Sweeping Day is a traditional festival for the nation to remember heroes and martyrs, and to pursue their fate with caution. It is a heroic epic of revolutionary martyrs such as "Mr. Xiao Cheng", "Zhu Lin" and "Piano" who went through fire and water, succeeded one after another, remained determined, and wrote magnificent mountains and rivers with their blood and lives. To remember, to remember, and to pass on.

This is the first time so far

Still too little, Qizai

To be honest, I have been reading this book since Chapter 20, and now that I have finished it, I am filled with emotions. The plot I had been looking forward to didn't appear, which is actually a bit of a pity. This ending is so uncomfortable. What I fear most is like this. Just like "Insidious", even if Cheng Qianfan's identity is exposed, he is beaten half to death, and he is taken home by his comrades... Sigh

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On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the bright moon hangs high, and the streets and lanes of the ancient city are filled with faint moonlight. Cheng Qianfan and Bai Ruolan spent the holiday together in a small courtyard, with candlelight swaying and a warm atmosphere. Cheng Qianfan looked back on the tasks before the Mid-Autumn Festival with great emotion. As the Mid-Autumn Festival approached, it was a stormy night. News came that a spy was lurking inside the city, trying to steal important information. The city is filled with a mysterious atmosphere, and the ancient buildings appear even deeper under the moonlight. Cheng Qianfan sneaked into a dilapidated temple to look for clues. During the investigation, he discovered a hidden underground passage filled with a gloomy atmosphere. Cheng Qianfan decided to find out, but fell into a trap set by the enemy in the underground passage. He tried his best to fight back, but the situation was very critical. On the line between life and death, Cheng Qianfan fought hard and finally succeeded in subduing the enemy, and then quickly began the interrogation. Under severe torture, the enemy finally confessed everything. It turned out that he was hired by someone to steal a key piece of intelligence. After learning the enemy's true purpose, Cheng Qianfan knew that he must prevent this crisis. He decided to go deep into the enemy's stronghold, destroy intelligence, and destroy the enemy's plan. At the enemy's stronghold, Cheng Qianfan once again fell into a fierce battle. In the end, he succeeded in destroying the enemy's intelligence and shattering the enemy's plan. Amidst the explosion, Cheng Qianfan successfully escaped from the danger area. After completing the mission, Cheng Qianfan received a commendation from his superiors. The moonlight of the Mid-Autumn Festival dapples on the ground through the bamboo shadows in the small courtyard. A lantern swayed leisurely, and its warm light shone on the faces of Cheng Qianfan and Bai Ruolan. Cheng Qianfan gently touched the jade cup in his hand, looked at the glass of wine inside, and said with a smile: "Ruolan, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival." Bai Ruolan's eyes flashed with bright stars, she raised the glass and whispered: "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, Qianfan." The two looked at each other and smiled, and drank from the glasses. That glass of wine carries the tacit understanding and trust between them, as if telling a promise that needs no words. The moonlight is clear and clear, and a bright full moon hangs in the sky over the ancient city. Cheng Qianfan and Bai Ruolan met on the rooftop of the small courtyard, overlooking this city that had gone through vicissitudes of life. "When will the bright moon come, ask the blue sky for wine." Cheng Qianfan recited ancient poems softly, his eyes were deep, as if he could travel through time and touch the thoughts of the ancients. Bai Ruolan listened quietly, and she felt the determination and persistence in Qianfan's heart. She leaned against him gently, staring at the bright moon, her heart filled with peace and warmth. In the small courtyard, with candlelight swaying, the two of them sat together and shared a sumptuous Mid-Autumn Festival delicacy. The table is filled with all kinds of delicacies, the aroma is fragrant and makes people salivate. "Qianfan, try this mooncake, I made it specially for you." Bai Ruolan smiled and handed over a carefully wrapped mooncake, her eyes full of warmth. Cheng Qianfan took the moon cake and was deeply moved. He knew that Bai Ruolan had put a lot of thought into this warmth. He took a bite, and his mouth was filled with happiness and sweetness. In the warm atmosphere, Cheng Qianfan and Bai Ruolan talked heartily. They share each other's voices and dreams, and become each other's most trusted confidants. "Qianfan, you know, I have always felt that we are destined partners." Bai Ruolan's eyes were full of pride and confidence, "Together, we can do anything." Cheng Qianfan nodded silently, knowing that Bai Ruolan was an indispensable part of his life. The tacit understanding and trust between them made their actions easy. Cheng Qianfan took a sip of wine, "In order to win, we still need to work hard!" Bai Ruolan smiled and nodded: "No one knows your name, but your achievements will be immortal."

On September 16, 1948, the gentle breeze of midsummer seemed to have passed, and the continuing wind of summer was sending away the last bit of heat of midsummer. At this time, it was the time when summer passed and autumn came to solstice. Foshan in 1948 was still as peaceful as before, without the appearance of autumn. In a small two-story western-style building in a certain alley, Cheng Qianfan was wearing a decent gray-brown suit, holding freshly brewed coffee and reading the daily newspaper in front of him. With his golden eyes, he looks even more charming. In fact, 1948 was not a peaceful year. Factional disputes had already spread to various places, and people were already complaining. And he, the North's thorn in the South, had already moved into an important position. He wanted to start an uprising, but he was hit in the arm by a stray bullet on the front line a month ago. He was forced to return to Guangdong Province to rest and work behind the scenes. The day after tomorrow is the time for him to go to the mountain city to meet Mao Renfeng. He needs to sort out the situation here quickly to prepare for emergencies. Today he read through the daily newspapers of the past week and listened to a lot of telegram messages. At this time, looking at the anxious frontline battle situation in the newspaper, he carefully recalled the situation and calmly analyzed everything on all sides at the moment. He understood what kind of state he would be in when he met Mao Renfeng the day after tomorrow. At this moment, a woman with a well-proportioned figure and a slightly luxurious face walked over. Seeing the newspapers neatly stacked on the table, he said: "Qianfan, take a rest. We will go to eat later." Then he walked up to him and wrote with his hand: "How is the situation?" Cheng Qianfan rubbed his eyes with his hands, and then replied: "It's almost done, we can leave the day after tomorrow." The woman read it first and said He nodded, then thought for a while and wrote: "Do you need me to accompany you?" Cheng Qianfan said at this time: "The intensity is a bit weak." Then he wrote: "No, I will come back as soon as I go, just stay here." Then the two nodded, and after confirming that they understood each other's meaning, the woman helped him up. He joked: "Qianfan has been a little fat recently. He needs to exercise hard at work." Cheng Qianfan listened to his words, cleared the table and replied: "Bai Ruolan, why didn't you mention it when you asked me to eat more? It's too late now." Bai Ruolan Ruolan chuckled, then helped him out of the room and said, "Yes, yes, yes, it's all the slave's fault, it's all the slave's fault. He didn't take good care of the young master." Cheng Qianfan looked at her appearance and couldn't help but smile and whispered: "It's over, it's over." The two got off. They started to eat at the back of the building. At this time, the woman in charge of cooking said: "Mr. Cheng, will you eat at home tomorrow or with your wife...?" Cheng Qianfan glanced at Bai Ruolan, and Bai Ruolan smiled and said: "He doesn't want to go there tomorrow, just eat at home, Mom Chen, you can do it Go back after you're done, there's no need to wait to clean up." After the mother-in-law went down, Cheng Qianfan asked, "How do you want to spend your time tomorrow?" Bai Ruolan was cutting the steak in her hands and looked into his eyes. She knew that there would be no peace after tomorrow. Tonight was the night before dawn, and he wanted her to make a choice. But she also knew that now was not the time to answer, so she smiled and said: "Let Mrs. Chen cook some Cantonese dishes tomorrow, and we will have a good holiday. I heard that the moon will be big and round tomorrow." Cheng Qianfan hummed. , Then asked: "How round is it?" Bai Ruolan thought for a while and said: "You can reach out and touch it, and you can see the lines with your eyes." Then Cheng Qianfan was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, but Bai Ruolan looked at him and did not laugh. Because this is her answer. The next day, during the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15th, the two of them in the south had a big meal. There was someone standing on the second floor looking at the moon in the distance. There was no one in the house at this time. Cheng Qianfan asked: "Are you cold?" Bai Ruolan looked at the moon in front of her and smiled: "It's not cold, it's a bit hot." Cheng Qianfan asked again: "Are you afraid?" Bai Ruolan shook her head and said nothing. At this time, both of them knew that this Mid-Autumn Festival was not ordinary. Perhaps this is the last Mid-Autumn Festival in the south. Many years later, when Cheng Qianfan is alone blowing the gentle breeze and looking at the round moon, he may think of this special Mid-Autumn Festival. I will also remember that the moon is still very round on the sixteenth day, and I will also remember the saying that when the sparks are shining brightly, I will never dream of my beloved. And tomorrow will be a choice in his life. He will get on the train to the mountain city...

There is a great man in my hometown. He said that history is created by the people He said that the world is yours and ours, but in the final analysis it is yours He said that all reactionaries are paper tigers He said, long live the people

Today, I saw the memorial tablets of war criminals such as Matsui Iwane and Tani Hisao in a temple a few kilometers away from Taipingmen in Nanjing! ! ! Thinking of the thousands of Cheng Qianfans in history, I feel extremely sad and angry, crying every word! ! ! No matter who did it, the Chinese and Japanese must be killed by a thousand swords! ! ! 300,000 innocent souls are wailing! ! ! !