woensdag 22 oktober 2014

Qinghai Tibet Railway - The capture - Part 1

It's the year of 1927. My name is Lian Tsui, I'm a political prison in the Republic of China. I am born in the village called: "Liangshan". I grew up & I used to life there, until my capture. My family and I used to be farmers, we had several animals and land with corps. When Sun Yat-sen gained power in 1911, we, our family was all in peace. My brother, which is named Shang Tsui was really against Sun Yat-Sen. On a Sunday evening, at dinner, Shang told our family what he was about to attempt. It was a crazy idea, but according to him, with the right help he would make it. So, there he went, Monday morning, on his path towards Beijing. With limited food & water supplies, he went on his long journey. All by foot, no horses, or anything else. Shang got in to trouble along the road, he run out of his water supply. He found help by an old wise man. The old wise man told him his plan, to assassinate Sun Yat-sen would be a very bad idea. It'll result in a snowball effect, which by then, didn't make any sense for my brother, Shang. He continued his path towards Beijing, all by foot. It was a long trip, but he made it. Shang made it to Beijing, and went on with his plan, to assassinate Sun Yat-sen. Shang had it all planned out, how he would kill the leader of China. Sun Yat-sen had a public interview, on a square in the middle of Beijing. Shang had his sniper rifle out of a window, waiting for the right time and right moment. The moment was there, Shang fired his shot. The bullet traveled really slow, as Shang told me. Eventually it hit Sun Yat-sen, as the old man warned Shang for, it would start a snowball effect. Soon, Shang was in custody. Now, the police was looking for his family. My wife, my children, his children, our parents. Everyone we loved got taken in to custody. We got put in a prison, far in the cold mountains. We got tortured, abused and underfed. Which resulted in two deaths, my babies died in those prisons. The guards, they didn't let us have a proper funeral. So, here we are, in the mountains, waiting to be executed.

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