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"Brothers, go all the way!"

"Rise the gun!"

"Dada..."

The mountains echoed and the earth moved. A total of 4,817 bodies of martyrs were buried in the Gao family shack. The heroic spirits underground were aware of them and would protect the people living on this land!

"Now, we have no conditions to build tombs and erect monuments for you. In the future, we will completely drive away Xiao Ri and build a strong and prosperous China. I, Wang Rong, will definitely come to erect monuments for my brothers one by one, and will always receive incense from future generations!" Wang Rong wore white flowers on his chest, stood in front of 4,817 wooden signs, and swore to the sky!

"Bow!"

"Bow again!"

"Bow three times!"

"Brothers, one-quarter of the brothers of the 183rd Division are lying here forever. I think this can be a home for the brothers who died in the battlefield after our 183rd Division. A home other than the world. Whether it is death in battle, birth, old age, sickness and death, as long as you do not make a sorry for my 183rd Division, you can be buried here after death and be with us brothers who have been born and died!" Wang Rong turned around and announced his decision loudly!

"Fight, fight, fight!"

More than three thousand surviving officers and soldiers raised their guns together and let out a shocking roar!

"It's so shocking. I want to keep this moment of history!" As a member of the Dongkong Land-occupation Press Corps, Helen excitedly pressed the shutter of the camera and kept this moment forever.

The other nine Chinese and foreign journalists accompanied were also shocked by the scene in front of them. While witnessing this moment of history, they were also deeply reflecting on their previous understanding of China, especially the squadron's views.

"They are a group of truly brave soldiers!"

"It's hard to imagine how they beat the Japanese army. They look like a bunch of beggars?"

"Joseph, this is a war. Even a gentleman is a decent gentleman, after a war, he will become a complete beggar!"

"Miss Helen, do you seem to know them well?"

"They are the simplest warriors I have ever met. They are fighting for their country and people!" Helen solemnly explained to his colleagues.

"I am very interested in that young colonel. Would you like to interview him with me?" Joseph, a reporter from the UK, sent an invitation.

"No, my goal is their field hospital. There are many stories there that you can't imagine!" Helen smiled slightly and rejected Joseph's invitation!

"You're right to interview those soldiers, Helen, what can those country bumpkins give you?" Joseph said incomprehensible.

"Joseph. Please pay attention to your words. Since you have joined the War Press Corps, you can have your opinion, but please respect others. Soldiers are also humans. Show your gentlemanly demeanor and wish you good luck!" Helen was not interested in Joseph, who was very attentive. Instead, she turned to talk to a female reporter from the Central Daily News Agency!

Joseph glanced at Helen's enchanting back, which was greedy.

"Joseph, don't think about it anymore. Helen is not something you can move?" A tall nose reporter smiled and reminded.

"Why. Du Wei?"

"You don't know her relationship with Dong Kang's propaganda minister Guo, right?" Du Wei smiled and asked back.

"Guo, that young minister?" Joseph said in surprise, "This is impossible. Helen is an American, how could she fall in love with a yellow-skinned Chinese boy?"

"Joseph. It seems that Helen is right. You really need to learn to respect others!" Du Wei smiled disdainfully.

"Damn Russian, I will let you know my awesomeness!" Du Wei is a reporter from the Soviet TASS. His ability to join the battlefield reporters group was also the identity of the TASS, otherwise he might not have been able to pass the selection!

"Teacher Commander, the battlefield reporters' regiment is here, and the first stop is our Zhengjiatun!"

"These uncrowned kings cannot offend too much, otherwise they will write for us in the newspaper, and some of them will suffer!" Wang Rong said, "But these people are not good at speaking human rights and keep free. Chief of staff, why don't you meet them on behalf of me?"

"Teacher, I'm not good at dealing with reporters!"

"No one will shout to the reporter on the first day. Don't there be ours among them? Let's get in touch with us first and know oneself and enemy!" Wang Rong said.

"The teacher is so proficient, otherwise..."

"You are here to preside over the funeral matter, I'll deal with the reporter?" Wang Rong turned his head and said.

"I'll go!" Li Yuan nodded helplessly!

"Dear friends from the Battlefield Corps, I didn't expect you to come so quickly, so we had time to organize a welcome. I'm really sorry!"

"Chief Staff Li, you must be very busy after the war. We are here to cause trouble for you!" Zhang Yun, a reporter from the official newspaper of the Dongkang Anti-Japanese War, said earnestly.

"Yes, this scene just now was the first time I have seen it in more than ten years as a reporter. It was tragic, touching and heartwarming!" Zhang Danian, a reporter from the Ta Kung Pao, also said with emotion.

"Chief Staff Li, why are your soldiers wearing ragged clothes? They look like a bunch of beggars?" Joseph's voice sounded!

"This, our soldiers only have one set of cotton coats on average, and they were worn too much during the battle, so they became what they are now. We are hurrying to make a batch of new cotton coats and replace them!" Li Yuan was a little embarrassed.

"Can I understand that your army is very poor now, so poor that they don't even have to wear the clothes of soldiers?"

There is a saying that when you hit someone, you don’t slap someone in the face, and you don’t slap someone in the face, and you don’t reveal your shortcomings. Joseph doesn’t understand this truth at all.

Many soldiers behind Li Yuan had already cast very unfriendly eyes at Joseph. Even Helen and others as war correspondents felt that Joseph was so direct as soon as he met, which would make it difficult for the Chinese with good faces to accept.

"Mr. This reporter is really straightforward. Yes, we are indeed very poor now, but we are trying to fight against invasion. Even if we are poor, we cannot bear humiliation and live without a living, right?" Li Yuan endured it. After all, there are factors that are different from the East and West. If he is unhappy, he will lose his grudges.

"Chief of Staff Li..."

"Joseph, we just got off the train and were a little tired. I want to take a break first. Do you want to be together?" Du Wei suddenly interrupted Joseph's question.

"Haha, it's because we are not welcome. Friends of the reporter, please come here!" Li Yuan hurriedly took over, "We have just finished the battle here, and many houses were damaged in artillery fire, and the conditions are not as good as Harbin. Please don't mind!"

"Chief Staff Li, we signed up for the battlefield reporters' troupe to interview first-hand war information, to the world's soldiers' mighty and cruelty of our army, as for food and accommodation, we don't care much about it!" said the beautiful reporter from the Central Daily News Agency.

"Have you asked for advice yet?"

"My name is Du Xinyu, I am a special correspondent of the Harbin Branch of the Central Daily News Agency!" Du Xinyu hurriedly bowed and introduced himself.

"Ms. Du has been a special correspondent of the Central Daily News Agency at a young age. I am so disrespectful!" Li Yuan said hurriedly.

"I just thanked a little bit of my father's embrace. I just joined the company. Please take care of Chief Li!" Du Xinyu said!

"Who is Lingzun?" Li Yuan asked in surprise.

"My father Du Chong!" Du Xinyu said.

"Du Chong?" Li Yuan frowned slightly and muttered to himself. Why had he never heard of this person in his impression?

"My father is just a little man, so it is normal for Chief Li to have no impression!" Du Xinyu smiled sweetly.

"No, no, Li definitely didn't mean that!" Li Yuan said hurriedly. "It's just that Li knows too few people and has never heard of Ling Zun's name!"

"Haha. Chief of Staff Li is polite. My father is indeed not very famous. He just chased Mr. Zhongshan for a while in his early years, and later returned to his hometown to run a school, and never became an official again!" Du Xinyu explained.

"So that's the case. Li really doesn't know!" Li Yuan said!

"Everyone, this is the temporary residence of all journalists in Zhengjiatun. The conditions are simple, so please forgive me!"

"Chief Staff Li, is this a primary school?"

"Yes, the war has started, and the students have all gone home. This year, there is no hope of resuming school. Next spring, the school will resume in time, so this primary school has been temporarily requisitioned by us. Please come in with my friends from reporters!" Li Yuan took everyone to a primary school and explained.

"The environment here is pretty good. Look, there is also a small playground. We can run when we wake up in the morning. Are you right?" Joseph shouted!

Other reporters shook their heads and smiled, saying speechless to people like Joseph.

"You choose your own room. I know you come from different countries and newspapers and have private secrets. This is allowed. We protect individuals, but please abide by our rules. This has been explained clearly in your training before, and I am repeating it!" Li Yuan announced.

“Can we really choose ourselves?”

"Of course, but only in the row in front of you, there are ten small rooms in total, one room per person!" Li Yuan pointed and smiled slightly.

"I want the first room. The first thing I do when I wake up in the morning is to run. I want to get close to the first room on the playground!"

"My last room is, I prefer quietness!" Zhang Danian, a reporter from Ta Kung Pao, pushed the frame on the bridge of his nose and said slowly.

"I chose the fourth room in the middle. I like the paper-cutting on the door!" Helen pointed.

"My fifth room!" said the French female reporter Jones.

"I'm in the third room, and the three of us are together!" Du Xinyu said with a calm smile.

"My second room is just enough to protect the three beautiful ladies!" Du Wei pointed his hand and smiled knowingly at Du Xinyu.

"Then what's left is ours?" Zhang Yun smiled and pointed casually, "I'm the sixth room!"

The reporter Qi Fang of "Shen Bao" and Su Rui from "Beijing Morning Post" chose the seventh and eighth room respectively, and the remaining one was given to Li Cheng, a reporter from "Spark News"!

"If you have any needs, you can ask this Staff Wang. He will try his best to satisfy everyone. Tonight, Commander Wang and I will hold a banquet in the small canteen over there to welcome you. In the next time, you can move freely, but we must be accompanied by our people. The battle has just ended here and many places have not been cleaned up. It is very dangerous. If there is any misfortune among you, it will be very regretful!" Li Yuan did not want to deal with this group of reporters who are famous for their verbal confusion. After the explanation, he left with the guards and left the nervous Staff Wang!

He actually came to draw lots, and none of the staff in the division were willing to come and serve these reporters, but unfortunately he got it!

"All the reporters from the Battlefield Corps have arrived?"

"I have arrived in Zhengjiatun. I arrived in advance and happened to participate in the collective burial ceremony of the fallen soldiers of the 183rd Division!"

"I heard there are three female reporters?"

"Two foreign journalists and one from the Central Daily News Agency!"

"Have you checked the identity?" Lu Shan asked.

"We have dealt with two foreign female journalists before. American journalist Helen and French journalist Jones, and Central Daily News reporter Du Xinyu took the selection exam and passed the test. He has achieved great strength. He is only 22 years old this year and has a master's degree in journalism at Oxford University in the UK!" Feng Yun said.

"What awesome girl, family?"

"My father Du Chong, from Foshan, Guangdong, was Sun Yat-sen's bodyguard in his early years. Later, he injured one eye and returned to his hometown to run a school. Now he lives in seclusion in Foshan!" Feng Yun said.

“Is that much?”
To be continued...