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Almost at the same time, Nan Taro of the 4th Squadron of the 3rd Battalion of the Kumamoto Alliance was keeping a diary.
Nan Taro put his backpack on the ground as a table, then bit off the pencil case with his mouth, and wrote: The first wave of offensive by Okamoto's troops has been completely collapsed, and a heavy price has been paid!
"You underestimated the enemy too much, Okamoto's troops were too careless!"
Since we did not encounter decent resistance in the outer positions, this gave us the illusion that the 367th China Regiment had been completely destroyed by artillery, and we only needed to step forward to clean up the mess.
So, when the 367th Regiment suddenly launched a counterattack against us, we were a little at a loss!
Moreover, the firepower of the 367th Regiment is beyond imagination, especially the fact that they are equipped with a large number of submachine guns. This is a powerful infantry light weapon that even the imperial soldiers do not have the luxury of equipping in large quantities!
This failure caused a heavy mental blow to Okamoto¡¯s troops!
As he wrote this, Nantaro couldn't help but raise his head and look around, but he saw that although the Okamoto Regiment had just completed its personnel recruitment and became a fully-formed Regiment of more than 3,000 people, no matter whether they were the original veterans , or the reserve soldiers who had just been added, all looking tired and low in energy.
Nan Taro turned his eyes and saw Tanaka Gunkichi again!
This man who kills people like crazy and never seems to know what fatigue is, this man who is admired by hundreds of thousands of imperial soldiers in the entire Central China Front, also looks tired at this moment, and falls asleep leaning against the wall.
At that moment, Nan Taro picked up the pencil again and wrote: Okamoto's troops were too tired. Even Tanaka Gunyoshi, a man who never knew what fatigue was, was so tired that he fell asleep against the wall!
I'm very worried that if the war continues to drag on, Okamoto's troops will probably collapse!
This troop from Minami Kyushu and the Satsuma Domain, with "black skin and bright red blood", is likely to be completely defeated!
The only hope now is that the artillery can play its due role and completely destroy the China Army and the 367th Regiment mentally and physically!
As soon as the diary was written, Nan Taro heard the overwhelming scream of artillery shells above his head!
Looking up hurriedly, I saw rows of artillery shells coming from the artillery positions south of Zhongzheng Road, west of Hanzhong Road and east of Zhongshan East Road, falling overwhelmingly on the Xinjiekou battlefield!
The next moment, clouds of thick smoke rose from Xinjiekou!
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At the same time, at the Central News Agency.
In the studio, Xiao Bing is still making announcements into the microphone.
After reading the suicide notes of the officers and soldiers of the 367th Regiment, Xiao Bing began to tell battlefield stories. After all, she had joined the 367th Regiment for some time, and she had all kinds of stories at her fingertips.
Especially after the 367th regiment entered Nanjing, there were countless touching stories!
Just as Xiao Bing was talking into the microphone, he suddenly heard a loud boom!
Looking back quickly, Xiao Bing was surprised to see that a big hole had been blown out of the back wall of the studio. Through the broken hole, Xiao Bing could clearly see the sky rising above the street outside. Rolling smoke and dust!
Just when Xiao Bing was at a loss, Zhong Yi's figure suddenly appeared outside the wall hole, and through the wall hole, he made a scary gesture towards Xiao Bing!
Seeing this, Xiao Bing's heart calmed down instantly.
At that moment, Xiao Bing moved the microphone in front of him again, then smoothed his hair and said: "Veterans of the National Army in the safety zone, did you hear the huge explosion just now? Just now, a shell hit the Central News Agency The building blasted a hole as big as a water tank in the north wall of the studio hall."
"This shell just blew a big hole in the wall!"
"However, the next cannonball is likely to fall directly into the studio hall!"
"This means that maybe in the next second, I will be killed by a cannonball!"
"So, veterans of the national army, please cherish it. This is probably the last broadcast of the Voice of Nanjing, and it is also probably the last time that I, Xiao Bing, will give you a radio program here."
"I have said everything that needs to be said. Three times it is as easy as water, but I have said the same thing no less than ten times, so at this last moment, I really don't want to repeat the same words again, no matter whether you are willing to repeat it or not. Take up arms, whether you are willing to fight for your country again or not, I don¡¯t want to persuade you anymore.¡±
"Here, I just want to read a passage, a passage that our group said!"
"Just now, at the officers' meeting, our regiment said this, heHe said, as long as there is one person in our 367 regiment, even a three-year-old baby, no Japanese will even think of stepping into Xinjiekou! "
¡°What I want to tell you is that Zhong Tuanzuo didn¡¯t just say what he said casually!¡±
"Because, there is a three-year-old child soldier in our 367 regiment, and his name is Hutou!"
"Hutou, come on, tell those uncles from the national army hiding in the safe zone your ambitions!"
Having said this, Xiao Bing reached out and took the tiger's head from the guard's hand. The tiger's head stretched out his chubby little hand, grabbed the microphone and said in a sweet voice: "Fight the devil, fight the devil!"
Listening to Hu Tou¡¯s childish voice, Xiao Bing burst into tears without realizing it.
After returning the tiger head to the guard, Xiao Bing sobbed and said into the microphone: "Brothers of the national army, a three-year-old baby knows how to fight Japanese soldiers, but you can't be worse than a three-year-old baby, right?"
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In Wuhan, Luojia Mountain Tingsonglu.
Listening to Xiao Bing sobbing on the radio, Chairman Jiang couldn't help but cast his eyes on Dai Li again.
Facing Chairman Chiang¡¯s hopeful gaze, Dai Li could only smile bitterly and said bitterly: "Commissioner, there are still no signs of large-scale changes in the national army's retreat in the safety zone!"
"Mother Xipi, these eggless bastards!" Chairman Jiang's face immediately darkened.
Chen Builei said: "Commissioner, there is no need to be angry. The reaction of these defeated troops was actually within the expectations of the humble officer."
After a pause, Chen Brai continued: "An army is actually similar to a wolf pack. Under the command of the wolf king, a wolf pack can often burst into powerful combat effectiveness, but once it loses the wolf king's command, , the wolves will immediately become sand in the wind and scatter as soon as it blows!"
"These dozen divisions and hundreds of thousands of troops in Nanjing have become a piece of scattered sand from the moment Tang Shengzhi, Luo Zhuoying and Liu Xing fled Nanjing City, and it will never be possible to reunite again! Zhong Yi tried to broadcast on the radio, Reuniting these hundreds of thousands of defeated troops is destined to be nothing more than wishful thinking!"
"Shut up!" Chairman Jiang couldn't help it. He didn't even bother to show off at the moment, and shouted angrily at Chen Brai, "If you don't speak, no one will think you are mute!"
"Huh?" Chen Brai was immediately stunned. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com