Reporters arrived early in the morning.

Every reporter wants to grab a vantage point.

This was the first time a Japanese general-level officer publicly surrendered on the Philippine battlefield.

And this is of extremely great significance to the entire Philippine battlefield.

It may even cause a chain reaction.

There are benefits to getting to know people.

As an "old friend" from Manila, Krista had someone help her prepare the best shooting location very early on.

Even, through the relationship between Peng Bilan and Causton, she will conduct an exclusive interview with Colonel Charles after the surrender.

If it has something to do with it, that's good.

Peng Bilan was not in Malacañang last night, but stayed at the Manila Port with Meng Shaoyuan.

She could clearly feel that Meng Shaoyuan was particularly excited and nervous that night.

Yes, nervous.

From the time she became Meng Shaoyuan's enemy to becoming Meng Shaoyuan's woman, in her impression, he had never been nervous.

Even if the enemy's gun is pointed at his head, he will not be nervous.

But this time, he was really nervous.

Meng Shaoyuan didn't even touch Peng Bilan.

He is recuperating his energy and waiting for his surrender tomorrow.

Meng Shaoyuan got up before dawn.

"Sir, it's so early." Peng Bilan stood up quickly: "You haven't slept for a few hours."

"Didn't sleep."

Meng Shaoyuan said while washing, "Help me get rid of the food."

After finishing breakfast, Meng Shaoyuan began to dress up.

Well, dress up!

He combed his hair carefully: "Hey, I suddenly miss little Su Bei."

"Who is that?"

"When I was in Shanghai, he helped me take care of my hair." Meng Shaoyuan sighed softly: "Without him, now no matter how I do it, my hair doesn't smell like it. I don't know what he does now.

So, are you still alive?

I remember that his biggest wish at that time was to have his own store in Shanghai."

"Master, if he is alive, he will definitely be alive, and he will definitely have his own shop." Peng Bilan comforted, and then took out a neatly ironed military uniform.

She helped Meng Shaoyuan put on his shirt and tie.

"Did you bring my things?" Meng Shaoyuan asked immediately.

"Master, I brought it."

Peng Bilan took out a small box and opened it.

Inside, is a medal:

Blue Sky and White Sun Medal!

A medal that Meng Shaoyuan regarded as a treasure!

Peng Bilan wore the medal on Meng Shaoyuan's shirt on his left chest.

Meng Shaoyuan checked it carefully.

"Master, why do you have to wear this?"

"I accept the surrender on behalf of the US military, but I also accept the surrender on behalf of the National Government." Meng Shaoyuan said in a daze: "Soon, Japan will surrender. What I want to see most is that the Japanese army surrenders to our Chinese army, but this dream

It's probably just a dream.

It's so pitiful that God allowed me to accept the surrender of the Japanese army in a foreign country. I am content and satisfied. I wear this medal on my chest. I, I represent China! It's a pity that I can only wear it inside.

, this can be regarded as a pity."

Peng Bilan understood.

In my heart, I always have my motherland!

The military uniform has been put on.

U.S. Army uniform.

Two-tone color scheme of brown and black.

The leather shoes were polished without any dust.

Then, Meng Shaoyuan looked at the time and sat down.

He looks very calm, but he has been waiting for the last time to come!

…

Xu Zhu transported gold to Manila Port yesterday. It stands to reason that once the transportation is completed, he will return immediately.

But he didn't leave, he stayed in Manila Port.

Because when he knew that the Japanese army would surrender tomorrow, he made the decision to stay.

No matter what, he will not give up this moment.

Li Zhifeng opened the door and walked in: "You didn't sleep last night, okay?"

"Have you just slept?" Xu Zhu said blankly.

Li Zhifeng took out something with a smile.

When Xu Zhu saw it, his eyes suddenly lit up.

That's a little flag!

The flag of China!

"This is good, this is good!" Xu Zhu said repeatedly.

Then, it was as if he had picked up the most precious treasure in the world and carefully put it on his chest.

"Although we can only wear it inside, we also represent our country." Li Zhifeng said solemnly: "This is a special order from the boss."

Xu Zhu nodded vigorously: "Where's the boss?"

"The boss didn't say, but I guess he must be wearing a medal." Li Zhifeng said with a smile: "Don't you know that our boss is very fond of showing off?"

Xu Zhu also laughed.

But when I smiled, my eyes became a little moist.

They have paid so much to wait for the day to come.

They waited.

But many, many brothers will never be seen again.

…

9:45.

By this time, the landing site was already crowded with people.

The U.S. military, reporters, and local people all arrived.

No one wants to miss this scene.

The Japanese troops led by Nobuhiro Kitazawa have been arranged in order.

The locals who had been bullied by them kept cursing.

If they weren't blocked by the US military, they would even rush in and vent all their anger over the years!

The Japanese soldiers all lowered their heads.

Kitazawa Nobuhiro tried his best to lift his head.

He's not a real officer, and he doesn't know how to fight.

But he also felt shame.

After all, he is Japanese.

He knew he was representing Japan, so even if he surrendered, he wanted to make sure his head was held high.

The reporters faithfully recorded everything.

As a result, the shame became even stronger in Kitazawa Nobuhiro's heart.
To be continued...