Fort Graveyard Page #5

Pitcher was 19. Trombone was 18.

They didn't even live 20 years.

A sad song is too lonely. We must send them

off cheerfully to put their souls to rest.

Let's liven things up. Start a campfire.

Commander! All enemy troops at

the fort have gathered together.

Same distance and direction.

Commence firing.

Wow. This is better than

the fireworks in Tokyo.

What's happening over there?

Oh, that?

Big Drum, Little Drum.

Yes?

What happens when you insert 2 shells

into a mortar and then shoot?

You'll blow yourself up.

Bam!

Right.

Inuyama and I inserted one shell into each

of their mortars when they weren't looking.

They were certain to insert one more

shell when firing. That was the result.

You're playing it all wrong.

Play it like this.

Captain.

Yeah?

I was able to contact the main unit.

You did?

Fort attack success.

Await ammunition and provisions.

Netsu-san, which truck do I ride?

This one. It goes to Division Headquarters.

And that one?

That carries ammunition

and provisions to Yakiba.

Yakiba.

I'm really glad for Kosugi-san.

You must go?

It's no use staying when Kosugi-san isn't here.

Thank you, Commander, for all your help.

How regretful.

What is?

I couldn't end your virginity.

Virgin?

See you.

Sergeant, isn't Oharu here yet?

We want to get moving.

Huh? Oharu! After that truck!

Wait.

Ammunition, provisions loaded.

Now I can show Sergeant my cutlery skills.

Wait. There's more.

Oh?

Escaped. Kosugi is to arrest her.

Hold until further command.

He calls for his woman way out here.

That sneaky Sergeant.

Sergeant.

I'm disappointed in you.

Calling a woman here.

I finally found the graves.

Those Chinese really did bury them.

Graves?

The graves of the garrison that was annihilated.

It's strange.

What is?

Only 10 here.

Oh?

I'm sure the garrison before comprised 2 squads.

If so, Apprentice Officer Obara's report

of the wipe out would be a lie.

Stop it. This talk is making me ill.

You're right.

Hey, Inuyama.

Seems that Oharu's coming here.

She needs a place to sleep.

She could sleep with you.

That won't do.

Then, someplace with a roof.

How about the cook's building.

The kitchen? Mine?

No. No. I won't allow it.

Oharu-san

Oha-ru-san

Oharu-san

Oharu-san

Oharu-san Oharu-san

O H A R U S A N:

Oharu-san

Oha-ru-san

Oha-ru-san

Oha-ru-san

Oharu-san Oharu-san

O H A R U S A N:

Sorry but I've already been with a woman.

It's the same no matter how many times you do it.

I wonder.

Just like the swordsman Benkei.

That's why Benkei only did it

once in his entire lifetime.

I've heard Benkei's story many times.

It's all mysterious to me.

Like a really good thing,

or a really scary thing.

A really boring thing.

Hey. The truck is here.

Lower the bridge.

I'll send the POW back in that truck.

Strange. The glass on the

driver's side is broken.

Hold it!

Hit the dirt!

Get away. Move!

Hey, Flute!

You were a true soldier after all.

Both of them were drivers from

the main unit. They're dead.

Oharu-san? Oharu-san!

Oharu-san?

The POW.

Damn.

Get out.

Why you!

Stop it.

Stop it.

What will you gain by killing him?

He was blowing Tsuboi's flute.

Tsuboi was killed by one

of this guy's comrades.

You want to kill him?

I taught you how to fight a war.

But I didn't teach you to murder.

Tempting...

Oharu-san?

Here... Yakiba?

Sure is!

I'm glad. Kosugi-san!

Kosugi-san!

I introduce Kaneyama Haruko, known as Oharu-san.

I feel like a schoolteacher just

transferred here. How embarrassing.

I guess that makes me the school principal.

Oharu has come way out here in

the mountains to comfort you guys.

It was no small feat for her...

to come out here. I think you

all can well appreciate this.

When doing it with her, first show

respect and thank her, please.

Take me, please.

Adults go later.

Oh?

Young men, I think you haven't

cleared it yet. I wonder.

What do you mean?

You know... your virginity.

Virgins, raise your hands.

You too, Mochida?

Everyone raised their hands, so I did too.

What... What's this about?

You idiot.

Lower your hands.

You needn't be scared. It's easier than

an appendix removal. Right, Oharu?

Everyone, do it as though you were

sucking on your mother's breast.

Umm...

What.

My mother is, umm... 74 years old.

Get ahold of yourself.

You were 14 then.

Hey, Sousaphone.

Yes.

Still here?

Yes. I still haven't asked yet.

Asked? Alright. I'll take your place. Go on.

I'm going now.

Do your best!

Don't say a word. I can't understand Chinese anyway.

But I do know this.

You like playing this flute.

The owner also liked to play it.

Therefore...

Though dead, he'll be happy.

Take this, no questions asked.

How was it, Trumpet?

Good?

Bad?

Which was it?

Don't kid me, you fool.

That was a good idea the captain had.

You risk your life fighting under

the insignia of the red flag.

Our insignia is a military flag, but

our young troops have never seen it.

That is why the captain made a flag

out of red loincloth for them.

The youngsters will fight their utmost to

protect Oharu, and they'll grow stronger.

Growing stronger means staying alive.

Even though it's the same red flag...

Our side doesn't feel so thankful for it.

They're late. I'll never get my turn at this rate.

Hey, Sax!

Hurry up! You're the slowest one! Get out already.

What's the matter, Little Drum...

thinking of your mother?

No, thinking of Big Drum.

He always said that he's the

only one who's had a woman.

A lie?

Yes. It wasn't true.

He lied to make everyone

happy. He put on an act.

He died without knowing how it felt.

Enemy attack!

Enemy attack!

Oharu-san. We're all going to protect you.

Huh? That mortician.

Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Enemy in

the creek behind the cookhouse. About 20.

That won't do.

That trick won't work a second time.

Hurry up.

In your positions everyone!

Caution ahead!

Follow me.

Alright. That's enough.

Bastards.

Inuyama.

Huh?

What do you think of this bridge?

That?

I've seen it somewhere before.

It's Japanese-made.

That means Japanese are among the enemy.

Yeah. Never mind that.

The enemy will come again.

They are sure to return by daybreak.

They'll come back.

Come to think of it, my athlete's

foot is getting really itchy.

Get everyone into the bunker.

Clarinet.

Here.

Trumpet.

Here.

Horn.

Here.

Tuba.

Here.

Sousaphone.

Here.

Piccolo.

Here.

Little Drum.

Here.

Tenor Sax.

Here.

Alto Sax.

Here.

How's your injury.

It's fine.

Good.

A performance would be no problem with 9 of you.

Yes.

Good.

The rhythm section is a little weak?

No problem. I can do both the big and little drums.

But Captain...

Huh?

Why do you know so much about music?

Me?

When I was your age I loved small street bands.

If only once I wanted to wave the conductor's baton.

Oh, the mortician's not here. Where's Mochida?

He's carrying the enemy over the bridge.

Huh?

That fool.

Come back, Mochida! The enemy's coming!

Hurry up and get over here.

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