"The first team of the third squadron of the Second Infantry Brigade of the 27th Brigade of the 14th Division, the 14th Division, and the 19th National Infantry Unit, Nishijoji, here is a letter from a girl named Tamiko from Nakanomura, Mito Ibaraki County: Dear Nishijo, it has been nine months since you joined the army to China..."

"...Hoji, our child is already born. He is a healthy little boy. His father and mother are very happy. I am waiting for you to return triumphantly at home and love your garden..."

"Brother, I've been admitted to university. Are you okay? I heard that China is very big and has many beautiful places. I want to go and see it. When it comes to summer vacation, I will buy a boat ticket to China..."

"...Dad, my grandmother and mother miss you very much..."

“…”

"I don't want to fight anymore. I want to go back, I want to go back..."

"Mom, my son is unfilial, and my son is unfilial. Woo woo..." A Japanese chief officer knelt on the ground with a thud, facing east, and burst into tears.

The injured Japanese soldier thought he was almost dead, but suddenly he heard someone calling his name and miraculously opened his eyes.

A pair of eyes were bright and staring at the smoky sky, and listening to the sound from the hometown in his ears.

"I want to go home, go home..." The soldier next to him heard him open his mouth and said something hard. He leaned over and listened, and found that the word "go home" was chanting in his mouth.

go home!

What a heavy word this is. It is almost impossible for the Japanese army surrounded at this moment. The reinforcements are gone. They have been fighting for ten days. The food is getting less and less, and the ammunition is almost over. What's so bad is that there are not much life-saving medicine left.

"Hako, Hanako, my cute Hanako, is it you, is it you..."

"Kakuyama-kun is crazy, Kakuyama-kun is crazy..."

"Hahaha……"

There was a commotion in the camp, and no one expected that just fabricating a few so-called relatives letters in Japanese according to the tone of the Japanese, it caused great mental turmoil in the Japanese army, and some people even collapsed suddenly.

This emotional collapse seemed like a plague, and it suddenly spread, on the positions, in the barracks, field hospitals, command centers...

"What's the sound?"

Kenji Doihara was summoning generals to plan defense tactics at his command center. Suddenly, he heard the sound of radio coming from outside, and there were still crying sounds. He raised his head and shouted out the door.

"General, it is the Chinese army that is facing us. They set up tweeters on the position and broadcast letters from our soldiers' families in Japanese!"

"Baga, how can the Chinese have letters from our soldiers' families in their hands?" A Japanese colonel asked angrily.

"Hayi!"

"Let's go out and listen!" Kenji Doihara's face changed slightly, and he waved to the room and walked out.

"A letter is reported below, which was sent from Okayama Prefecture, Japan. The owner of the letter was Kanoko. The name sounded like a lady. This letter was sent to her husband who served in the 14th Division of the Japanese Army. In the letter, he called her husband Kenor..."

puff!

Kenji Doihara vomited out an old blood.

This is clearly a letter to "him". Damn, how can Chinese people know their wife's name and how can they know such a close name between them?

There is also this so-called letter, which was simply forged. It was impossible for his wife to write him such a sad and infatuated letter.

The generals looked at Kenji Doihara in shock. Could it be that the Chinese people kidnapped the postman who delivered a letter to the 14th Division from somewhere?

This is not impossible. You should know that the 14th Division was originally stationed in Xinxiang, and Xinxiang has now been recaptured by the Chinese. If the letter sent to Xinxiang is intercepted by the Chinese, it is also possible.

Now, the Chinese hold these letters and read them at the Japanese positions with tweeters. This is clearly a blow to and destroy the morale and fighting spirit of the Japanese army!

"Architecture, artillery, order the artillery to fire the artillery, and we must never let the Chinese continue to read it!" Kenji Doihara roared angrily.

"Hayi!"

"Xianlang, my child and I miss you at home day and night, and hope you will go home early..."

"Run quickly, the Japanese are firing!"

"Don't, wait a moment, I'll finish reading this sentence before saying it..."

Bang, bang...

There were a series of explosions on the national military positions, and the fire was everywhere. The loudspeaker that was just now was still windy and the sound of the horn was suddenly gone.

"Damn Chinese, what do they want to do!" The Japanese officers of the 14th Division were all red-eyed, the morale of the troops was depressed, and people's hearts were floating. Just like the broadcast just now, the entire Japanese position was dispersed, and the crying, beating and scolding sounds, a strange atmosphere seemed to be brewing.

When he returned to the house, Kenji Doihara had the intention of holding a meeting. He never expected that the Chinese would use such a trick at this time, and this trick was simply too much to lose.

This was definitely not something that Xue Boling did. He had studied Xue Boling. Xue Boling was an orthodox soldier. Although he could use tricks, had strong command ability and was even more vague in the war, but this kind of insidious trick was definitely not something he could think of. Even in the country, few generals could come up with such tricks.

Leng Feng must be him, he must be this guy who doesn't play according to common sense. He is simply an incredible freak.

Not only the Doihara Division, but also the defense zone in the east where Matsushima was responsible for, was also encountered. Such strange tricks made Matsushima vomit blood depressed.

Inspired by the "big speaker", his subordinates went crazy and almost caused a mutiny.

"It's like this tonight, and continue tomorrow. In another two or three days, the Japanese will probably collapse by themselves!" Yao Heizi smiled heartlessly.

"Not broadcasting tonight?" Wu Xiqi could feel the anger of the Japanese army, otherwise they would not have wasted precious shells to fight back. This time, they might have poked the Japanese lung tube.

"Too much is not enough. This is a knife without blood. Leng Guoguang's military use is really capable of ghosts and gods!" Xue Boling sighed leisurely.

"Sir Xue is right. Take this matter slowly and pay attention to the timing!"

"Sir Xue, I have never seen you praise others like this!"

"Since ancient times, heroes have become young men, and they are talking about young heroes like Leng Guoguang!" Xue Boling was really convinced. This loudspeaker tonight will definitely have a lot of battle tomorrow.

"I plan to send a letter to Kenji Doihara tomorrow!"

"This plan is very wonderful!"

"Hahaha……"

The next morning, Yao Heizi changed into a clean military uniform and came to the position as a major staff officer in the headquarters of the 1st Corps of the East Henan.

"messenger?"

"General, there was a messenger suddenly coming to the radio broadcast last night. Will there be any tricks here?" Chief of Staff Tadao Yoshino reminded.

Kenji Doihara nodded. It goes without saying that it was obviously impure motivation.

But seeing each other or not?

If you don't see me, wouldn't it seem like I was timid? A lieutenant general of the Imperial Japanese Army would be afraid of a messenger. Can he and a messenger threaten him?

"Take him here!"

"General, you can't see this person at the command center!"

"I know, but you can cover his eyes and bring them over." How could Kenji Doihara not understand the reminder of his subordinates.

“This is the best.”

"You can't take this away. This is the letter I'm here to send to you General Doihara!" Yao Heizi was searched by two Japanese soldiers in front of the formation.

There was nothing but two letters, and I had expected that I would search myself.

With his eyes blindfolded, Yao Heizi was pushed into the car.

"Old Wu, do you think, can Yao Heizi come back alive?"

"It should be possible. Kenji Doihara has a good reputation and is not the kind of bloodthirsty person." Wu Xiqi replied subconsciously.

"I hope so, I hope I can find the location of Kenji Doihara's command center this time, so, hehe..." Xue Boling smiled coldly.

"It's just that this is too dangerous. Doihara is not a fuel-efficient lamp. What if he takes the person off?"

"That depends on whether this Yao Heizi's life is good."

"He is Leng Guoguang's person. Are you afraid that you will not be able to explain when you meet Leng Guoguang in the future?" Wu Xiqi asked.

"The general died in a hundred battles, and the horse was wrapped in a body." Xue Boling said slowly, "You and I are living in this era. This is our fate, and it must be like this."

Wu Xiqi opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but suddenly he found that it was better if he didn't say it.

Although he was blinded all the way, Yao Heizi roughly recorded the route he walked in his car. He was very familiar with the streets in Guide City. Some places have a special smell. As long as he verifies the route he took in his mind, he will naturally be clear.

This time he came, sending the letter was just one of the purposes, and his real purpose was to find the location of Kenji Doihara's command headquarters.

Of course, there is another secret that he really wants to know!

He suspected that Hiroshi Takahashi was in the command center of Kenji Doihara, but his disguised identity could only be on the periphery of the Japanese army. If he wanted to enter the core area, he would not have a chance.

This is an opportunity, but it is also very risky, because Hiroshi Takahashi may have seen him, but he should be able to get confused as he looks now.

The Japanese obviously took him to detour. How big is Guide City? Even if you walk from east to west, from south to north, how long will it take? What's more, you're still riding a car now. It took you half an hour to get to your destination.

On the surface, Yao Heizi was not impatient at all, just circled around, and he had already recorded the route.

He opened the black cloth covering his eyes and was a little uncomfortable. After getting used to it, Yao Heizi found that he was standing in a spacious yard, which should be in the back garden.

It’s a pity that due to the war, the garden was ravaged by shells, and fell ancient trees and rubble were everywhere.

"Who is General Dohihara!"

"You are General Xue Boling's messenger?" Kenji Doihara was wearing a military uniform and not even wearing a saber. He looked very lazy, but his face was a little pale and he walked over with a smile.

With a short, fat head, another glance at Rendanhu, and the pair of slightly narrowed eyes, Yao Heizi recognized it at a glance. This was the Japanese Lieutenant General of the Japanese Army who escaped from the net in Nanjing, the commander of the 14th Division, Kenji Doihara.
Chapter completed!