Including the 9th Infantry Company, which was preparing to dig in full swing, 9,000 people spread out over an area of nearly 3 kilometers stopped what they were doing and stood listening to the soothing female voice on the radio.
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The young recruits and veterans finally knew what the group of signal soldiers at the regiment headquarters were doing after running around in the wilderness for nearly 2 hours. It turned out that they were pulling strings to broadcast so that everyone could hear the voice of this famous war reporter.
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Yes, many people remembered Liu Xueyuan's name. That was when they saw newspaper reports about the northern battlefield on the road. Liu Xueyuan made them burst into tears with stories about the brave sacrifice of soldiers with similar status to them.
The blood in my eyes was boiling at the same time, I just wanted to fly to Songhu and have a hard time with the little devil.
In fact, not only in the wilderness, but also around the city walls of Songjiang City and in the dense underground pipe network, countless busy soldiers stopped and listened to this beautiful female voice.
This time Liu Xueyuan broadcast to the entire Songjiang City, broadcasting without distinction or blind spots. Under the instruction of Lieutenant General Guo, commander of the 43rd Army, all communication personnel of the entire army devoted themselves to this pre-war mobilization proposed by Liu Xueyuan
Broadcasting work in progress.
As the commander of an army, Lieutenant General of the Army knows the importance of propaganda. An army infused with soul is far more terrifying than money and coercion. And Liu Xueyuan is the best war reporter in China in this era.
, none of them. Including himself, he is a fan of Liu Xueyuan. He has read every report of hers, and has been filled with emotion for the frontline officers and soldiers fighting the enemy bravely.
"Please forgive me for the omission in my title. It should be the brothers of the 43rd Army, the security regiment of the Third Administrative Supervision District of Jiangsu Province, and the brothers who stayed behind to help the soldiers dig trenches and provide hot water despite not being afraid of the Japanese aggressors.
Dear folks in Songjiang County, Xueyuan is a war correspondent and has always been engaged in writing work. I have become accustomed to using my pen to describe the people and things Xueyuan saw on the battlefield. This kind of sitting in front of a microphone and meeting everyone
This is the first time for me to be in this situation. If there are still any slips of the tongue, I would like to ask everyone to forgive me. If you are not happy, then please forgive me because Xueyuan is just a little girl! At least, the one I like
Men, there are many times when you choose to forgive me." Liu Xueyuan's voice sounded on the radio again.
Liu Xueyuan's apology was humorous and even contained the unique naughtiness of a young woman, but it contained more sincerity.
In the headquarters building, the Army Lieutenant General sitting aside had admiration in his eyes. He admired it very much.
This war reporter has courage that is difficult for ordinary people to match, but just such a sentence reflects her sufficient wisdom.
This sentence is very down-to-earth. It quickly replaced the image of the goddess that the officers and soldiers had longed for with a very girl-next-door image. To put it bluntly, Liu Xueyuan used such an apology to quickly close the distance between her, the officers, soldiers and the people.
Sure enough, the officers and soldiers in the wilderness and in the city wall fortifications all smiled with their mouths broken.
Goddess is certainly desirable, but for these gangsters, they prefer people and things that are tangible and tangible. If they could, they would not take a second look at the out-of-reach fairy who can only see flowers in the mist.
Will pay more attention to the future wife arranged by the family. Accompanying them from sunrise to sunset, and giving birth to a baby is his own mother-in-law, not a fairy, right? From this understanding,
In other words, they are far more practical than men in the next seventy or eighty years in pursuing so-called love, and their marriage relationships are also much more stable.
Who would pursue those illusory things when they don’t even have enough to eat? In other words, those men and women in the future who will always betray their marriage and family in the hope that they will finally find love can be summed up in one sentence:
Enough support.
"Okay, I won't digress further with you, because Commander Guo sitting next to me is already wiping his sweat. I guess he is worried that the snowfield will take up too much of everyone's time and the field fortifications will not be completed on schedule!" Liu Xue's original words
He continued with a relaxed tone. "Please give me five minutes, and please rest assured, Commander Guo. I believe that after these five minutes of rest, everyone will work harder to build fortifications so that the incoming Japanese soldiers will be exhausted with our efforts."
Blood, isn’t it?”
"Yes!" In the trench where the 9th Infantry Company was responsible, the young soldiers raised their shovels high and shouted.
He didn't notice that he almost hit the company commander who was not far away from him with a shovel. However, Yang Songlin, who was also listening attentively, didn't notice it. The instigator shouted when he saw the whole company, not only
Just when some of them were about to put down their shovels, they saw the company commander also raising the pickaxe in his hand and shouting: "Yes, we will work harder."
"yes!"
"yes!"
Led by the 9th Infantry Company, the mountains in the wilderness roared with voices answering "yes". They were all the most ordinary soldiers and civilians, and they didn't know if their own voices could reach Liu Xueyuan's ears several miles away.
They just instinctively want to tell the voice on the radio with an answer, and at the same time they also tell themselves that they will work harder.
Because they want the devils to bleed and shed more blood.
"Everyone should know by now that the Japanese reinforcements have landed at Jinshanwei in Hangzhou Bay at about 5 o'clock in the morning. Yes, on the tidal flat fifty kilometers away from us, General Tao Guang and the officers and soldiers of his 62nd Division are
Block the enemy. Because our newspaper office has limited manpower and has not sent field reporters to Jinshan Guard, I have no way of knowing the actual situation on the battlefield at this time. I only learned from the telegram sent by General Tao to Commander Guo at 12 noon: "Our army is approaching
The Japanese aggressors fought fiercely, and although the casualties were heavy, our army is determined to fight the Japanese aggressors until 12 o'clock in the evening. We hope that Brother Guo will prepare early at the Songjiang defense line. "The article reveals the determination of all the officers and soldiers of the 62nd Division to resist the war." Liu Xueyuan's tone gradually gradually
Became solemn.
"From 5 a.m. to 12 p.m., it was only 20 hours, but I can read the incomparable bravery of the officers and soldiers of the 62nd Division. Because, according to intelligence, the newly formed Tenth Army of the Japanese army landed this time.
They have three divisions under their jurisdiction, and their strength will not be less than 100,000, with 10,000 against 100,000. Moreover, they do not have the tall and solid city walls of Songjiang, nor the countless residential buildings as barriers. I can almost imagine that they
How they were fighting the Japanese invaders with their own flesh and blood, while they could have held on until noon to stop the enemy's order to retreat."
"Why do we have to hold on for another twelve hours? Because they are buying time for our Songjiang soldiers and civilians to give us twelve more hours to deploy our fortifications. In this way, we can stop the enemy for more time. Are they stupid? Use their own
Our lives are exchanged for the lives of strangers like us, even if we are friendly forces. No, that is because they are Chinese. Behind me in Songjiang are hundreds of thousands of our most elite troops in China. They have successfully completed the Battle of Songhu.
For the combat mission, we need to preserve our strength and retreat to continue fighting the Japanese army. Without them, China will have no force that can stop the Japanese army from moving south. We will lose Nanjing, Xuzhou, Wuhan, Changsha, Guangzhou...
...lost their home and the home of all Chinese people. They worked desperately, just like the officers and soldiers of our 43rd Army and Songjiang Security Regiment, they just wanted to defend their hometown and the motherland." Liu Xueyuan's voice became more and more passionate.
Everyone's face became serious. Most of the lower-level officers and soldiers knew that they were about to face the Japanese invaders. No wonder the ministers were urging the soldiers to dig trenches and fortifications like crazy. That was because they knew that they would not be able to do so at this moment.
If you dig, you may not have another chance after one day. Every minute and every second they dig here was bought with the blood and lives of all the officers and soldiers of the 62nd Division on the Jinshan Guard Front.
"The 62nd Division is the Hunan Army. Many people may not be familiar with it. Let me tell you about a familiar person! That is the division chief of staff of a unit I interviewed on the Songhu front line some time ago. His surname is Guo.
The name is Rugui. Yes, just by listening to the name, everyone knows that he is related to our Commander Guo. Yes, he is the cousin of Commander Guo and an officer who went out of our 43rd Army. He is a fair-faced scholar in his early 30s.
.I interviewed him after the war, because I was still on the battlefield in North China when this young major general, who was transferred from the chief of staff of the 14th Division of the 18th Army to the commander of the 42nd Brigade of the 14th Division during the war, led his troops in a fierce battle with the Japanese army.
I had long heard that the Battle of Wolpo of the 42nd Brigade one month ago was fierce, but I could not get the real situation I wanted from Major General Guo’s bland dictation. So I focused the interview on his brigade staff officer
Finally, I found what I wanted.
Here, I would like to share with you two diaries recorded by his brigade staff: On September 15, the Japanese artillery fire was fierce, and the entire position was filled with smoke. No one could be seen more than five meters away from each other. Everyone was terrified for fear of being bombed to death.
I couldn't see my family. But the brigade commander smiled and said, "Today is my 30th birthday. The Japanese set off firecrackers specially to celebrate me!" After saying this, everyone in the brigade laughed. At this moment,
A cannonball hit the fortifications above the brigade headquarters, and the ground shook. Fortunately, the soil on the top of the brigade headquarters was thick enough, and everyone was fine. Staff officer Zhang joked and asked the brigade commander: "Brigade commander, in this battle, fame and fortune are not the most important thing."
It’s terrible!”, but the brigade commander picked up a steel helmet and put it on his head: “I can’t care about anything else, but I still have to take care of my head, otherwise, who will bear it?”
Everyone laughed, but it was a bitter smile. Yes, this young brigade commander is not stupid. How many people are willing to come to this flesh-and-blood mill-like front line with the dignity of a general? But I admire him extremely.
On September 18, the battle became increasingly fierce. The 8,000 officers and soldiers of our 42nd Brigade had less than 2,700 by this time, and the casualty rate reached a terrifying 65%. Zou Yunan, the colonel commander of the 84th Regiment, was almost crying.
Begging the brigade commander to retreat: "If we don't retreat, our brothers in the 42nd Brigade will die." That was the first time I saw a bearded man with tears streaming down his face. But the brigade commander glared at him and said: "We are here in the position.
, there will be no retreat without military orders." After saying that, he tore off a piece of paper from his notebook, wrote a few lines and threw it to me: "If I die in battle, please hand it over to Commander Huo."
Fortunately, I did not have the chance to hand over this suicide note. Fortunately, the original text is as follows: My eight thousand healthy men are almost gone here. The enemy's offensive is not yet mournful, and the future is uncertain. If the position survives, I will be able to see you all alive. If the position is lost,
I will die on the battlefield, anointing myself with weeds, and never see you again. After the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, you will be a world-famous general. When you pass Wusongkou by ship, if there are waves like mountains, then I am here to see you. I
There are two pens, please give one to each of my two brothers, and I will leave my watch as a souvenir to my wife."
Liu Xueyuan's slightly passionate voice gradually disappeared from the radio, but the officers and soldiers standing quietly had tears streaming down their cheeks unknowingly.
No one knew whether they were moved by the bravery of their Sichuan generals who fought bravely despite death, or by the fact that the 62nd Division sacrificed their lives to buy time for themselves and others, but there was no doubt that there was a fire burning in the hearts of the good guys at this moment.
The fear of the imminent arrival of 100,000 Japanese troops was burned away.