Almost at the same time, Mintaro of the 4th Squadron of the 3rd Battalion of Kumamoto United was keeping his diary.

Nantaro put his backpack on the ground as a table, then bit off the pencil cover with his mouth, and wrote: Okamoto's first wave of offensive has been completely disintegrated and he has paid a heavy price!

Too underestimate the enemy, Okamoto's troops were too careless!

Since we did not encounter decent resistance in the peripheral positions, this gave us the illusion that the 367th Chinese Regiment had been completely destroyed by artillery, and we just need to step forward to clean up the mess.

So, when the 367th Regiment suddenly launched a counterattack on us, we were a little at a loss!

Moreover, the firepower of the 367th Regiment was beyond imagination, especially because they were equipped with a large number of submachine guns, which was a luxurious and powerful infantry light weapon that even the imperial soldiers did not have a large amount of equipment!

This failure caused a heavy mental blow to Okamoto's troops!

Having written this, Minataro couldn't help but look up at the surroundings, but he saw that although the Okamoto United had just completed personnel replenishment and became a full gang with more than 3,000 people again, both the original veterans and the reserve troops who had just replenished in looked exhausted and inactive.

Minataro's eyes turned and he saw Tanaka Jun Yoshi again!

This man who murdered people like a numbness and seemed to never know what fatigue was, this man who was admired by hundreds of thousands of imperial soldiers of the Central China Front Army was now tired and fell asleep against the wall.

At that moment, Mintaro lifted up his pencil and wrote: Okamoto's army was too tired. Even Tanaka Jun Yoshi, a man who never knew what it was, was so tired that he fell asleep against the wall!

I am very worried that if the war is delayed, Okamoto's troops may collapse!

This army from Mian Kyushu, from the Satsuma clan, and 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, give the Chinese army spiritually and physically, and give the 367th Regiment a complete destruction!

As soon as the diary was written, Nantaro heard the sound of a roar of shells roaring above his head!

I looked up quickly and saw rows of artillery shells coming from the artillery positions on the south side of Zhongzheng Road, west side of Hanzhong Road and east side of Zhongshan East Road, and landing on the Xinjiekou battlefield overwhelmingly!

The next moment, thick smoke rose from Xinjiekou!

...

At the same time, at the Central News Agency.

In the studio, Xiao Bing was still broadcasting in front of 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 been joining the 367th Regiment for a while, and all kinds of stories were read out at will.

Especially after the 367th Regiment entered Nanjing, there were so many touching stories that were countless!

Just as Xiao Bing was talking to the microphone, he suddenly heard a loud bang!

Looking back quickly, Xiao Bing was surprised to see that a big hole had been blown up on the back wall of the studio. Through the broken wall hole, Xiao Bing could clearly see the rolling smoke and dust rising from the street outside!

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 some fearful gestures to Xiao Bing!

Seeing this, Xiao Bing's heart instantly calmed down.

Xiao Bing moved the microphone to his face again, then stroked his hair and said, "Halfs from the National Army in the safe area, have you heard the loud explosion just now? Just now, a shell hit the building of the Central News Agency and exploded a hole as big as a water tank in the north wall of the studio."

"This shell just exploded a big hole in the wall!"

"But the next shell will probably fall directly into the studio!"

"That means, maybe the next second, I will be taken away by the shells!"

"So, veterans of the National Army, please cherish it. This is probably the last broadcast of Nanjing Voice, and it is also probably the last time I, Xiao Bing, are here to do a radio show for you."

"I have said everything I should say, and I have said it as light as water three times, but I have said the same thing less than ten times, so at this last time, I really don't want to repeat the same words again. Whether you are willing to pick up your weapons again, whether you are willing to fight for the country again, I don't want to persuade you again."

"Here, I just want to read one paragraph, one paragraph of what our group said!"

"Just just now, at the officer meeting, our regiment said this, and he said that as long as there is one person in our 367th Regiment, even a three-year-old doll, the Japanese would not step into Xinjiekou!"

"What I want to tell you is that Zhong Tuanzu is not saying this casually!"

"Because, there is really a three-year-old baby soldier in our 367th Regiment. His name is Hutou!"

"Hutou, come and talk about your ambitions to those uncles of the Kuomintang who are hiding in the safe zone!"

Speaking of this, Xiao Bing reached out to take the tiger's head from the guard's hand. The tiger's head stretched out its chubby little hand, grabbed the microphone and said in a slight voice: "Fight the Japanese, fight the Japanese!"

Listening to the tender voice of the tiger's head, Xiao Bing was already crying like rain.

Returning the tiger's head to the guard, Xiao Bing sobbed and said to the microphone: "Brothers of the Kuomintang, even a three-year-old baby knows how to fight the Japanese, you will not be inferior to a three-year-old baby, right?"

...

In Wuhan, Luojia Mountain Tingsonglu.

Listening to Xiao Bing sobbing on the radio, Chairman Jiang couldn't help but turn his eyes to Dai Li again.

Facing Chairman Jiang's hopeful gaze, Dai Li could only smile bitterly and said bitterly: "Committee, there is still no sign of large-scale abnormal movement in the national army in the safe area!"

"My mother, these eggless goods!" Chairman Jiang's face immediately became gloomy.

Chen Bulei said: "The commissioner does not need to be angry. The reactions of these defeated soldiers were actually long before Hu Zhiyi expected."

After pausing, Chen Bulei continued: "A army and a wolf pack actually have the same effect. Under the command of the wolf king, a wolf pack can often burst out with strong combat power, but once it loses the command of the wolf king, the wolf pack will immediately become sand in the wind and disperse as soon as it blows!"

"These dozen divisions and more than 100,000 troops in Nanjing have become a mess of sand from the moment Tang Shengzhi, Luo Zhuoying and Liu Xing escaped from Nanjing City, and it is impossible to reconverge! Zhong Yi tried to reconverge these tens of thousands of defeated soldiers through radio broadcasts, which was destined to be a delusion!"

"Shut up!" Chairman Jiang couldn't help it. He was too lazy to even do superficial skills at the moment, and roared at Chen Bulei, "If you don't speak, no one will think you are mute!"
Chapter completed!