The sound of ‘Zizzi’ is very harsh.
Only people who are familiar with this stuff know that it is electrical interference.
After a while, just when the major battalion commander was getting impatient and was about to ask someone to turn off the thing, a female voice came from inside.
"Hello, the soldiers of the 67th Army, the 43rd Army, the Songjiang Security Group, and the brothers and sisters of Songjiang who stayed here to help the army regardless of the risk of their lives. I am "Declaration" field reporter Tantai Mingyue. You also
You can consider me one of you, because I am also wearing a military uniform and have a gun in my waist.
My reporter's duty is to record the battlefield, but I am also from Jiangnan, and this is my hometown."
A soft female voice suddenly rippled through every corner of Songjiang City.
The book says you can recognize a woman by smelling her fragrance, but actually you can also recognize a woman by hearing her voice.
Tantai Mingyue has a soft Jiangnan accent, but it is not as soft as the female anchors on ordinary radio stations that will make your bones go soft. There is a hint of heroism in the softness that a soldier can understand.
Especially when I say that this is my hometown, there is a sense of military support in the sky above Songjiang.
Just by listening to this voice, you can imagine the heroic female soldier sitting behind the microphone.
Of course, for the tens of thousands of "country bumpkins" who are digging in the soil and carrying sandbags, heroic appearance is not important, but they can quickly outline in their minds the appearance of a beautiful female creature that is different from the sweaty and smelly ones.
This is enough.
Even the Sichuan Army Major, who frowned and planned to turn off the radio and rush his men to continue digging trenches, subconsciously sat down on the mound.
Hearing this soft voice, he suddenly missed his mother-in-law at home. Even though she didn't come to see him off when he left with his army, he knew that she must be hiding in the corner of the only street in the town watching.
Leave on your own.
He is her husband, how can he not understand his wife? It's like she knows she can't drag him away.
Not only was the extremely tired major battalion commander and his subordinates who planned to take advantage of the opportunity to continue to be lazy, but tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians in Songjiang put down their work at this moment and listened.
They don't know what this woman wants to say.
Yes, Tantai Mingyue just reported her identity. Sorry, most people actually ignored it.
A group of male creatures that have been soaked in blood and fire for a long time are obviously more concerned about the identity of women. This is the instinct of creatures.
This battlefield broadcast was actually requested by two big bosses from the Songjiang frontline headquarters.
After holding a military meeting to inspect various fortification sites in Songjiang, the two lieutenant generals Wu and Guo met and decided to make publicity the top priority tonight.
In fact, this is not a new approach. The army that arrived in northern China after undergoing a large-scale transfer of thousands of miles never forgot to vigorously promote its ideals and beliefs even in the most difficult stage.
They were able to explore most of China in one year and find their own path. Rather than saying that they are tenacious in combat, it is better to say that they have well preserved the expectations of the officers and soldiers who came from poor families for a better future.
The most amazing thing is that their seemingly forced and painful strategic shift turned out to be a large-scale and long-distance propaganda trip, and the poor people in less than half of China actually became their supporters.
So much so that in the future, many scholars will even define it as a war of propaganda.
This is the role of spiritual power, which is far greater than material stimulation.
The biggest dream of people who are hungry is to be able to fill their stomachs one day.
Guo and Wu both have a lot of contacts with that army. The former has fought with them no less than several times, and the latter has had deep contact with them in the northwest. Many officers in their grassroots units may have secretly joined them, otherwise
He won't become a thorn in the side of Jinling.
On the eve of a fierce battle, the Songjiang headquarters, which had already generously distributed five yuan to each person in advance, decided to imitate that unit and provide spiritual encouragement.
This task naturally falls on the only female reporter in the entire army.
"Entrusted by the Songjiang Frontline Command, I came to be the anchor of a radio station. To be honest, as a war correspondent, Mingyue is more accustomed to using her own pen to record the battlefield. Suddenly sitting in front of the microphone, Mingyue became more nervous than ever.
, I don’t even know what to say. Even when I said these words, my mind was still blank and I didn’t know what to say next.” Tantai Mingyue’s voice continued to sound.
"Tantai Mingyue! I remembered that big reporter, very famous." A soldier shouted excitedly. "I have read her battlefield diary."
"It doesn't matter if I've read the diary, I've even met her in person!" A soldier expressed disdain, but the expression on his face was stern.
"What does it look like? Brother, please tell me." A circle of soldiers gathered around him, some of them were fuming attentively, some were on fire, and they all looked forward to it.
If you are not a great beauty, you will disappoint them.
"Beautiful!" The soldier looked around and replied with certainty. "It's so beautiful that it bubbles up."
"Hey, that's not right! Mr. Zhou, you've been following me since you got off the train. It makes no sense that you saw the big reporter, but I didn't!" A veteran reacted and questioned.
"Squad leader, I really saw it! I swear." The soldier who was called Zhou Laoer became anxious. "I saw the regimental leader accompanying a woman to the military headquarters! I didn't know who it was at first, but then I thought about it, it can only be
She is the one with the thin waist."
"That means you just saw the back?"
"yes!"
"Then you dare to say that you are so beautiful?"
"I think it must be so beautiful."
"Go to hell!"
"Stop making a fuss and listen to what the big reporter is saying. In fact, it's good to chat. I haven't talked to a woman for a long time."
"Why don't I just chat with everyone! Tell me how I came to Songjiang, and by the way, I also answered someone's question that asked me but never answered him." Tantai Mingyue's voice paused for a while and continued.
The men collectively pricked up their ears.
There seems to be some gossip here!
"Look, I just said there was adultery!" Li Jijin showed his big yellow teeth and grinned from ear to ear. "Someone should be preceded by Tang."
"Sir, you're awesome!" Leng Feng was so envious that he didn't want to do anything.
"The truth will be revealed to the world soon! When did the sir do something good?" Tietou scratched his head, really wondering how Tang Dao did this.
Anyway, there were people carrying small benches up and down the Sihang Camp, and they were puffing away as excitedly as if they were listening to a big show, which made the other soldiers around them confused. Who was this person that the big reporter was talking about!
A certain man
Why do those old men sitting on the top of the city suddenly have such "obscene" expressions? Aren't they all about to be grandfathers? They are all so interested in gossip between men and women!
Tang Dao took a puff of cigarette melancholy.
"I left the concession on the evening of November 4th and planned to take the Beijing-Shanghai Express to Jinling. Because of the war, the Beijing-Shanghai Railway no longer carries ordinary passengers. I could only wait at the station for the military train to return to Jinling.
Then, I saw several military columns approaching, full of people and equipment. I was very surprised.
Because what I saw were all people leaving and not heading towards Songhu yet.
Perhaps because they were worried that they would be bombed by Japanese fighter planes during the day, the troops who walked down the column were in a hurry. They got off the train and lined up to leave. Although I was curious, I did not want to delay the soldiers' schedule.
Until I finally 'caught' a young soldier who left the team to go to the toilet. Please forgive me for using the word catch, because if I didn't catch him, the little guy who should be two years younger than my brother would run away shyly.
Yes, I saw his face was very red."
"Haha!" A roar of laughter echoed from the construction site.
In the corner of the city wall, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy with green hair on his mouth blushed again, but his eyes were full of happiness.
That was the first time in his life that he had such close contact with a woman, and it might also be the last time.
The woman's hands were really soft. Even though they were separated by military uniforms, she was just holding his arm.
This chapter has been completed!