The oral material on the big gas explosion of Benxi Lake coal mine in 1942 

   Shang Baode

   (Shang Baode, the retired worker of the Benxi coal mine, the survivor of the fire damp explosion. the material is cleared up basing on the oral datum, august, 1999  )
    I am Shang Baode, born on the  February 20th,1927. My native place is in the Xiaoshangjia village of the Leling county in the Shandong province, and my parents are peasants. In the spring of 1941, the Benxi coal iron company incurred the labor in Tianjin, For the extremely poor life, after hearing about the news, my parents took my younger sister and I to Tianjin. The hiring site located at the Big stage of Tianjin. The man in charge of the admission said that when we worker there we would live in buildings, eat delicious food, enjoy the service of electrical lamps and phones and earn money easily when we got to Benxi. So my father had me enrolled, moreover, the man lent us 300 yuan. My young sister was lost in Tianjin and we haven't found her from then on. My parents and I and the other workers arrived at Benxi by train all together. After the arrival, there are buildings and electrical lamps, but we can't enjoy them, we are the labors in the coal mine. My father was assigned to the plunk group, living in the big house; I was in the carrying group leaded by Mishougui.  My mother and I lived in the labors' houses. During that period, my father could earn less than 1 yuan per day. As  to me, only tens of cents. The poor salary was not enough to buy food. Sometimes  we had to eat the flour of acorn or borrowed food from the leader, and pay off when we get the salary. The family lived a very insufficient life.
    One year later, the coal mine encountered a big gas explosion. I was the survivor of the event. In the afternoon of April 26th 1942, I was working in the entrance of the Liutang Mine with other four miners. Because there were not tracks and it began to rain, we  then entered the hole. When we made our way to some 100 metres, there was a big bang suddenly, the great current pushed us out of the entrance, and I dropped out more than 100 metres far away. Then, I lost the consciousness, when I came to my sense, I heard an old man said:" whose child is this, why he is here?" With the words, he loosened the iron strings twining around my body. I stood up and check myself and found that my waist,legs,face and one ear were hurt.  Later, I think the current might push me to the wire and then drop down, so that I didn't bump into hard items. I was at loss when I waked up, look back at the entrance, the black fume with flare shoot up highly. Someone cried out :" Mine! Mine! Fire!" I even forgot to thank the old man and run to the hospital. I was the first injured man in the hospital, and didn't hurt much. I was able to work before long. I didn't die in this incident fortunately, but my companions were all dead. It was said that Ma dropped at the cement pillar of the shelf in the winch, Xiao dropped on the rail, Zhang and Ding drop on the ground 50 metres away from the entrance.
    After the incident brook out, the Japanese gendarmes set up a electrical current through the grid around the mine, closed the gate and refused the family member and other miners to approach to the entrance, and seal the entry to prevent the miners underground come out. There were all the bodies of the miners around the entrance of Si mine as well as the Liutang Mine.80 percent of the dead miners in this incident were people from Zhuanghe or the captured "special workers". At that time, the Japanese invaders dared not report the truth. In fact, there might be three or four thousand miners died in this explosion. Later 1945, when we clear up the mine to resume production, we found large deal of bone which filled 20 tracks, how could they say only 1000 workers died? The bodies had been torn up, so we have to fill the coffins with the mixed pieces of bodies. The coffins clamped up for 5 layers in form of a large circle, later, we filed the bodies in the center directly without coffin. The remaining bone was buried in the Taiping pit. Recalling this, I get a feeling of hating their guts.

                        Zai Weihua

(Zai Wenhua, the retired worker in Benxi Mine, survivor of the big explosion, the material is rearranged on the oral statement by Zai)
    My name is Zai Wenhua, I am 86 this year, In the April 1941, I was captured in a battle against Japanese troop in Zhongtiao mountain in Shanxi province. There were some 600 captives altogether who were sent to the Pingyao prison camp of Shanxi. There once was another passel of captives in front of our, but they were all executed because one of them escaped and one suicide in a well. We were closed in Pingyao for while and carried to Tianjin in a tank track where there was a temporary concentrate camp. Thousands of captives were in this camp and 20 of them died for insufficient food everyday. One month later, we were divided into small group by every 70 persons, and carried in tank tracks to Benxi Mine. Each person got a pie before setting off but without water, therefore someone died during the trip. I was allocated to the gangmaster Feng Ziyi in the mine and lived in No.31 house with other 70 workers.
    There were guards in both ends of the house, and it is rarely to fire to warm the kang(the bed). Above the kang was a hung bed. In order to prevent us from escaping, they remove the ladders after we going to bed. We were forbidden to dress up even when we go to toilet at the night. The bolster was made of wood and what covered us were our clothes. The food were pie made of oak powder, in winter were the porridge of broomcorn and frozen potatoes. Some guys sent us to the entrance of the mine in the morning and back to the big house when the work finished. We had no freedom, lived a inhuman life with extreme ignoble treatment. We dig coal under the mine with pickaxes, and had to lay down to dig in some narrow places. AS long as the speed slowed down, the Japanese would beat us, and many workmates encountered such experience including me. Once a worker named Wang was closed and died only for some dissatisfied words, and Jin Yue, origin in Shandong, was force to eat muck for some unknown reason.
    On the day of the big explosion in April in 1942, I happen to have disease in my stomach, but the Gangmaster forced me to work in the mine, however, I had no strength to move, so one of my countryman took the place of me. He forgot to take the cover of the lamp, and when he come back to fetch it, the track had gone to the mine. At the same time, the explosion happened. Fortunately, we two didn't die. Many person in my house were dead. The  remaining miners in No. 31 house and 32 lived together later, but there was still vacancy in the house.
    After the explosion, I was assigned to the excavation group. There were all kinds of incidents everyday for the lack of the protecting measures. Once I was in my night shift, we five workers were pushing the track when the track slip down suddenly, the other four died leaving me survived. Another time when my worker was pressed under the coal, his folded arm made him crying loudly, but the Japanese headman did not manage to rescue him, but beat him with the big gripper until he couldn't move. Facing the cruel action, we abhor the Japanese.
    They didn't care the sick miners. Those who really can't move were sent to the so-called hospital, eating the porridge of broomcorn, which was even less than for the normal workers. Once I get sick and was taken to the hospital. I didn't recover until half a month later, but the leader forced me to work. There was a 240-metre-long air passage under the mine, I couldn't walk, and had to crawl all the way. Having a lot of trouble, I got to the surface of area to work. Such a life was even worse than ox or horse. People's dying of illness is common, especially in 1943 when the epidemic of Huolila prevailed, countless of workers lost their lives. In the small hospital of the mine, some sick people were thrown out even before they died. During winter days, the bodies could not be buried, so they were piled up. When it was enough for a truck, the bodies would be pulled away and thrown into the mass grave in South-Sky Gate.
    In a word, during the period of Japan's invading, the suffering of Chinese is too much to finish telling. A batch of workers persecuted by invaders died, another batch were captured. So the labors lived in the big house were changing frequently, until the surrender of Japan. Now the thumbs in my hands are different because one of them had been fractured. The deformations of my knee joints and lags were caused by sleeping on the cold kang and marinating in the water for a long time. All of this as well as the scars on my body are all the evidence of the crime of the Japanese invaders.

  Li Yongpu

(Li Yongpu, retired worker of Benxi coal mine, beholder of the gas explosion. this material is rearranged basing on the oral statement )

  My name is Li Yongpu, I am 81 this year. I entered the mine when I was 19. When the explosion broke out, I was in the mine. I witnessed the miserable scene.
    It was raining all that day without stop. I heard the sound of the explosion in the afternoon and know it must be an incident. I ran to the mine in a hurry, but the Japanese had enclosed the entrance and did not let us be near. I ran back to home immediately for my brother was just work in the mine. Before long someone told me that he was safe because then he rose up for some problems to a turn, after a while, it blew up underground! How fluky my brother was to be safe!
    Then, in order to keep the mine, the invaders seal the exit of the mine tightly regardless of the lives of miners, somebody who couldn't escape were sealed underground. Next day, when the fire extinguished, we began to clear up the mine. Recalling now, the horrible scene in the pit really comes clearly into view. A lot of trucks and crates were used to carry the bodies out, and the work kept on for 7 or 8 days. There were more than 3000 dead people in preliminary statistics. Then I had chance to keep in touch with the leaders, and heard about the statistics from them.
    At that time, working area were full of the bodies. At the end of the working off, the corpses got rotten. 10  days later, though the bodies were carry out, there were still many bodies left inside the coal. The rot smell was so hard that we can't work anymore. Though later on the Japanese ordered us to splash the pit with wine, but it seemed do not work. There were really countless people died in the big explosion. Most of the corpses were buried in the mass grave of Sikengkou. This mass grave is kept intact now, and Japanese made a tablet there yet. Though their inscription on the tablet conceals the crime for themselves, the fact can't be denied.
    Most bodies in the mass grave in Nantianmen were miners died of the epidemic of dysentery and "Houlila". Because too many people lived together in the big house and the beds had two layers, the epidemic expanded very fast and the number of dead people was very large. Near the door of the house for "special workers", some living people were waiting to be thrown in the hill either. More than ten corpses were pulled to the Nantianmen per day. I remember that more than 30 carriages were used to carry the bodies, let alone those carried manually. There was a small path in Nantianmen, near where was the mass grave. At the night, you might often step on the corpses carelessly, which was a horrible experience. There once were so many bodies that dogs dislike to eat them. The dead people were not less than the dead miners in the big explosion.
    Living workers are suffering more pain. Specials worker in every big house eat young sorghums of rubber, sometimes was the congee of kaoliang(高粱米粥) or a handful of salt beans. In winter, the big house is deadly cold, and in summer, there were groups of flies. The Japanese leaders beat us with the haft of pickax willfully, sometimes they change several new haft in a day. There is no safe protection in the pit, so the traffic accident, roof fall, gas explosion took place frequently. Miners' lives were even worse than death. I once made the gangmaster angry, the Japanese intended to throw me into the pen of dogs. Later , they enclosed me in a wood house. Seeing the workmate give me food, the Japanese said that: "you have enough, dog eat you then." Several days later, till I was going to die, they let me free and I kept myself alive until now.