The sound of air raid sirens, followed by their roars, echoed in every corner of Langfang City.
The soldiers came to the city walls and barricades and stood ready.
Under the organization of soldiers, ordinary people entered air-raid shelters to avoid Japanese air raids and bombings.
When Cai Heyuan came down from the city wall, he saw the city gates wide open and trucks rushing towards the front line.
That was a truck pulling the wounded. The town of Zhaozhuang had just suffered a violent bombing, and many soldiers must have been injured.
"By the way, where is Miss Olia, where is she now?"
Cai Heyuan asked Chang Sanqing next to him as if he suddenly remembered something.
Chang Sanqing said at this time: "Yesterday I said I went to the front line to interview soldiers, but I don't know where I am now."
"Come on, she's back to her old profession - war correspondent."
Cai Heyuan said with a headache.
"You said that if French men were as brave as her, would they surrender directly before the Germans captured Paris?"
The Miss Olia he mentioned was the reporter who followed the Fourth Army into Shanxi after the Battle of Taierzhuang to record their resistance behind enemy lines.
With the help of Xia Yang and Dai Caixi, Cai Heyuan and Olia can now be said to be in love with each other, and they are now in a de facto relationship as husband and wife.
During this time, Olya wrote many reports and published them in foreign newspapers.
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These are considered first-hand information, and even many foreign newspapers are willing to publish them.
Especially Xia Yang, he probably doesn¡¯t even know that in Olia¡¯s writing, he has become the God of War in the far east.
There are also a group of loyal fans of Xia Yang abroad, and quite a few of them even want to come to China through various methods to help the people here in the Anti-Japanese War.
As a reporter, Olia basically did some news recording from behind for her own safety.
But now that the war is coming in the Pingjin area, she couldn't hold it back. She took her Kodak camera and film and ran to the front line.
She wants to use her own lens to faithfully record every moment on the battlefield.
She wanted to record the heroic deeds of these brave warriors while fighting the Japanese invaders.
In Zhaozhuang Town, the expression on the face of Zhu Chengshan, the commander of the fourth company stationed here, was not good-looking.
The reason why it doesn¡¯t look good is not because of the Japanese bombing on the opposite side, but because of the woman in the air-raid shelter.
A very difficult woman.
This woman has blond hair and blue eyes. Although there is a lot of cannon fodder on her face, she can still see her extremely fair skin on her neck.
She is Olia, and she is interviewing soldiers in an air-raid shelter.
During this period, her Chinese has become very good, but she has some Shanxi dialect accent.
Because she learned Chinese in the ancient city of Mengyuan, many people here are Shanxi natives.
Her accent was inevitably affected by what she heard and saw.
A beautiful reporter from France, speaking authentic Shanxi dialect, interviews Chinese soldiers. This scene seems a bit absurd.
But Olya didn¡¯t care about this. She was asking her questions with great interest at this time.
"The Japanese attack this time is very fierce. Are you confident that you can defeat them?"
Olya asked the veteran opposite.
The veteran looked at her blankly, and then said after a while: "Madam of the regiment leader, do I have the confidence to fight against the Japanese here?
"If we lose it here, the Japs' cannonballs will be able to hit Langfang City."
What should the people inside do? "
His words "Madam of the leader" made Olya's cheeks turn red.
She glared at the veteran and said, "Who told you that I am the leader's wife? We haven't even shared our horoscopes yet."
Zhu Chengshan stroked his stubble-covered chin and joked: "Miss Olia, what do you mean, do you have to have that curl in your horoscope?"
He couldn¡¯t do anything about Olya, he couldn¡¯t drive her away, and it seemed even more impossible to stay.
We can only take pleasure in the hardships and see if we can get something about Cai Heyuan, the leader of the group, from her mouth.
"According to your rules, you have to carry eight sedans no matter what, right? There are also those phoenix crowns and colorful clothes, and worshiping heaven and earth, husband and wife facing each other?Something. "
Olya spoke in Shanxi dialect and seemed to have forgotten that she was a French girl.
"Aren't the conditions not allowed now? Look at our military seat, didn't the wedding between him and his wife not be held?"
Zhu Chengshan said, took out a bayonet and asked the soldier next to him for a mirror.
He hasn't shaved in a while.
Now the Japanese army is shelling, he cleans up, and he will have to go out to fight with the Japs later.
Zhu Chengshan has been a veteran for many years and has fought with the Japanese army no less than twenty times.
Therefore, for him, fighting with the Japanese army is the same as eating.
??The road is familiar, and what is familiar cannot be more familiar.
"Then wait until after the war is over."
Olya smiled, her red lips moving slightly, as if a fire was blooming in the dim air-raid shelter.
"Come on, the group members have to continue to be singles."
Zhu Chengshan said while shaving his beard with a sharp bayonet.
This way of shaving is hardcore enough and very particular about the technique.
If he is not careful, he will have a scar on his face.
¡°Boom boom boom!!¡±
Although they were deep in the air-raid shelter, the roaring sound of artillery outside was still faintly visible.
At this time, his messenger ran over and said: "Report, company commander, the regiment has sent a telegram, telling Miss Olia to go back as soon as possible."
Hearing this, Zhu Chengshan put down what he was doing, his eyes lit up and said: "Madam, leader, do you hear that? Our team is asking you to go home."
Now that the Japanese army is about to attack, he certainly does not want to have a helpless woman on his position.
What¡¯s more, she is the leader¡¯s wife.
¡°If the Japs¡¯ bullets flew over and injured Olia, I¡¯m afraid the regiment leader would unscrew his own head, stuff it into a 155-caliber howitzer, and fire it at the Japanese position.
"If you don't reply, I will record the battle and then write it into a report to let more people know about you."
Olya is as stubborn as the ice and snow in the Alps that never melts all year round.
"How come this woman can't stop talking?"
Zhu Chengshan¡¯s eyes widened, but there was nothing he could do.
"Xiao Liu, call back to the team leader and tell him that his wife will not leave alive or dead, and ask him to send someone to take her away.
By the way, if possible, bring two more trucks of ammunition over. There are a lot of Japs on the other side. "
Zhu Chengshan said loudly.
"okay!!!"
The correspondent over there responded and began to send the telegram. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com