Zhong Yi woke up and found that the hour hand was already pointing at six in the morning!

When I walked into the next door, I saw that the lights in the studio were still on. Obviously, the broadcast of Xiao Bing's suicide note left by all officers and soldiers of the 367th Regiment was still continuing!

More than a thousand suicide notes are not that easy to read them all!

However, Zhong Yi is even more curious. How many defeated soldiers are coming to return to the team now?

At that moment, Zhong Yi waved to Liang Feng, who was guarding the studio.

Liang Feng ran over happily and asked, "Tuanzou, are you calling me?"

Zhong Yi nodded and asked, "Crazy, how many people have come to the team since the broadcast started last night to now?"

Liang Feng immediately replied: "The group seat, from the broadcast last night to the present, a total of 489 people have returned to the team!"

"What? Only 489 people?" Zhong Yi frowned after hearing this. The number was a little different from the number he expected.

Zhong Yi never thought that broadcasting suicide notes for a night would awaken all the more than 100,000 national troops hiding in the safe area, but he felt that the fighting spirit of three or five thousand national troops would be reawakened.

But now it seems that he is too optimistic!

The will of these more than 100,000 national troops was far more depressed than he thought!

After a while, Zhong Yi asked again: "Did Battalion Commander Shi's communication camp be included?"

Liang Feng said: "It's included!"

Zhong Yi said: "In other words, except for the communication camp, only more than 200 people came to return to the team?"

"Yeah." Liang Feng nodded and said, "Group, this is actually good. After all, today is the second day. Those who are willing to return to the team came to return to the team yesterday."

Zhong Yi shook his head and said, "But this little person is far from enough!"

Just a few people are indeed far from enough! It's far from it!

Zhong Yi calculated that if you really need to fill in your lives, it will take at least two thousand lives to survive a day!

The 367th Regiment originally had more than 1,300 people, plus more than 400 people who returned to the team last night, only more than 1,800 people, and there are still at least 200 lives left! This is just a day's number!

Seeing Zhong Yi feeling worried, Liang Feng whispered: "Group, why don't I bring the photos into the safe area?"

The photos Liang Feng mentioned were taken by Xiao Bing along the way and washed by negatives seized from the Japanese. These photos recorded the Japanese's atrocities!

"It's useless!" Zhong Yi shook his head, "These photos are used to mobilize the people in the city. For those veterans whose blood is already cold, it's useless!"

Liang Feng gritted his teeth and said, "Then mobilize the people directly!"

Zhong Yi shook his head and said, "There are only the people, no soldiers, and they cannot be defended!"

He paused and said, "And now that the people are mobilizing, it's too late to go to the time!"

"What should I do?" Liang Feng scratched his head in a hurry, "Can you just sit and wait for death?"

Zhong Yi took a breath and said in a deep voice: "It seems that I can only take action by myself!"

After saying that, Zhong Yi walked into the studio without looking back and sat next to Xiao Bing.

...

Jinling Middle School.

It was six in the morning and it was not yet dawn.

But the refugee camp began to stir.

Because the food delivery convoy has arrived!

It must be noted that after the German Rabe announced the establishment of an international security zone, the National Government quickly recognized it and condemned the police to the security zone as quickly as possible.

In addition, the National Government also donated hundreds of tons of grain to the safe zone!

There is not much food, and it is even less distributed to each refugee. Therefore, in the principle of preferring to eat less and not starve people to death, Rabe only supplies a small bowl of mixed grain porridge to refugees in the refugee camp every day!

But this world has never been fair, and in refugee camps are no exception!

Zhao Hanxing was obviously getting up late, but when he saw him walking over with his eyes squinting, the defeated soldiers in the front of the National Army split into waves and left to both sides, from the end of the team to the front of the porridge shop!

Zhao Hanxing was also not polite and walked straight through the crowd to the front of the porridge shop!

The volunteer who served the porridge looked at Zhao Hanxing, but in the end he didn't say anything. He stirred a large spoon of sticky grain porridge at the bottom of the bucket and poured it into Zhao Hanxing's bowl.

The defeated soldier standing behind Zhao Hanxing shouted: "Give us another spoonful of company commanders!"

"Shut up! I've entered the refugee camp, why are you still acting like a tyranny?!" Zhao Hanxing suddenly turned around and glared at the defeated soldier, then picked up the bowl and walked aside, and drank the mixed grain porridge in two mouthfuls.

After thinking about it, I stuck out my tongue and licked the bottom of the bowl cleanly.

"Damn, when will this day be the end?" A strong figure came over and said with a sigh.

Zhao Hanxing looked up at the radio on the telephone pole and said contemptuously: "When all those idiots who overestimate themselves are fighting, the Nanjing defense battle will end, and we will almost be able to go home."

The strong man nodded and said, "But let alone, I really admire them."

"I admire you?" Zhao Hanxing glanced at the strong man with a squinted look and said, "What do they admire?"

The strong man said, "Even though they knew that guarding Nanjing was a death, and even though they knew that Tang Shengzhi and a group of senior generals had all run away, they were still willing to continue to guard Nanjing. This is better than us!"

"That's a big deal!" Zhao Hanxing said disdainfully, "I think he's stupid!"

At this moment, the woman who had already had a hoarse voice on the radio suddenly said: "Listen, now I'm temporarily broadcasting an emergency message. Please invite our leader of the 367th Regiment, Zhong Yi!"

Hearing this, whether it was the strong man or Zhao Hanxing, his ears were instantly pricked up.

Although he expressed disdain, to be honest, Zhao Hanxing still admired Zhong Yi very much!

Of course, admiration is one thing. It is impossible to ask him to pick up his weapons and join the 367th Regiment again, because he has died for the country! Now he just wants to live for himself!

Immediately afterwards, a low and hoarse voice sounded on the radio.

"Listen, good morning, everyone, I am Zhong Yi, the leader of the 367th Regiment!"

"The following speeches are only for all the soldiers of the national army stranded in Nanjing!"

"Brothers of the National Army, since the Battle of Defense of Nanjing started, I know very well what you have experienced?"

"When more than 200,000 Japanese troops arrived at the city, and 500,000 people had no way to go to heaven. When the war almost burned the Purple Gold Mountain, our Chief Tang led the way with a group of senior generals!"

"Not only did they run away by themselves, they also shamelessly drove away the only remaining ferry!"

"When you rush to the riverside, you can't find another board on the vast river surface!"

Hearing this, the defeated troops who were receiving the porridge seemed to have been imposed on a fixed posture and instantly stagnated.

Zhao Hanxing's face also showed a rare solemnity, and blue veins that looked like earthworms were raised on the back of his hand holding the bowl!

Although he is very unwilling, Zhao Hanxing must admit that Zhong Yi, the leader of the 367th Regiment, is really good at bewitching people!

On the radio, Zhong Yi's speech continued: "Brothers of the National Army, I can fully understand the helplessness, confusion, and even despair in your hearts at that time!"

"If I were on the scene, I would be desperate!"
Chapter completed!