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Chapter 2001 Fifty Working Groups

Be willing to give up. If you want to gain something, you must make sacrifices.

In order to allow Xiang Yingxin and the accompanying photographers to take more clear photos, the 10th Battalion even took the initiative to launch flares to illuminate the charge of the officers and soldiers, because it was impossible to take photos in the dark, and only under the strong light, the photos could be recorded

Only then can the efforts made by the officers and soldiers of the 10th Battalion to rescue the hostages be shown through film.

"Boom~~" As soon as one flare went out, the second flare immediately screamed into the night sky.

With the dazzling light emitted by the flares, Xiang Yingxin and the accompanying photographers pressed the shutter continuously, freezing the charging scenes of the officers and soldiers of the 10th Battalion into tragic photos.

During the entire filming process, Xiang Yingxin's tears never stopped.

Speaking of which, Xiang Yingxin was also a specially trained military elite. She had experienced life and witnessed the cruelty of war, but she was still shocked by the scene in front of her. She had never thought that an army could actually do this.

In this way, if you say you don't shoot, you don't shoot. In order not to accidentally hurt the people, you would rather die under the gun of the little devil than never shoot!

What kind of spirit is supporting this army? What enemy cannot be defeated by such an army? At this moment, Xiang Yingxin deeply realized that in this battle for the support of the people, the Kuomintang

We have lost to the Communist Party! Because the Communist Party’s troops are truly fighting for the people!

Xiang Yingxin pressed the shutter and walked forward with tears in her eyes.

Suddenly, Xiang Yingxin felt something tugging at her trouser leg. She lowered her head and saw that it was an ordinary soldier from the 10th Battalion. This soldier was only sixteen or seventeen years old at most, and he had been seriously injured. Even the health worker was injured.

He gave up and gave priority to bandaging the wounds of other wounded people who needed it more, leaving him lying helplessly waiting to die.

"Reporter Xiang, Reporter Xiang..." It was very difficult for Xiao Bing to even speak. When he opened his mouth, a large amount of blood would gush out. Xiang Yingxin quickly freed up his right hand and took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood from Xiao Bing, but

Before the blood at the corner of his mouth was wiped away, more blood immediately poured out, and the originally white handkerchief was soon stained red.

"Reporter Xiang, no need." Xiao Bing shook his head hard and said hard, "Can you take a picture of me? I have never taken a picture when I am so old. I want to keep it for my mother.

..." Before he finished speaking, Xiao Bing's head tilted slightly to one side and he breathed his last breath.

Xiang Ying couldn't control his heart anymore and started to cry.

While crying, Xiang Yingxin arranged Xiao Bing's remains, then pressed the shutter, took several photos in succession, and finally took out Xiao Bing's soldier's ID card from his coat pocket, recorded his name, and then handed the soldier's ID card back to him.

He put it back in his pocket, and with tears in his eyes, continued to follow the charge of the officers and soldiers of the 10th Battalion.



Despite paying a heavy price, the Tenth Battalion captured the Santaizitun camp before the Japanese reinforcements arrived and rescued the women and children imprisoned inside. During the entire rescue process, the officers and soldiers of the Tenth Battalion were really helpless from beginning to end.

He fired a shot, paving a bloody path at the cost of human life, and then used his bayonet to kill the Japanese who were stationed in the camp.

Xiang Yingxin and the accompanying photographers recorded this tragic scene through their cameras.

In addition to the photos taken by Xiang Yingxin and the accompanying photographers and reporters, Leng Tiefeng gained even more!

The kid who was inadvertently killed by Leng Tiefeng was actually a war correspondent for the Asahi Shimbun. The dozens of tubes of film stored in his bag contained a large number of photos of the atrocities of the Japanese army. In addition to the photos, several diaries of this kid

In this book, a lot of explanations are given about the photos taken, and the time and place where the photos were taken are recorded and explained in detail.

According to the records in the diary, the entire shooting time span was more than ten years. There were photos from the September 18th Incident to the Battle of Tieling three days ago. In between, there were also photos from the Battle of Songhu to the Battle of Nanjing, and the Japs in Central China.

There are a lot of photos of the violence that the front troops inflicted on the people along the way as they marched toward Nanjing. They are simply shocking!

This time, he gained a lot. Xu Rui immediately selected more than a hundred photos from the thousands of photos taken by Xiang Yingxin, the accompanying photographers and the Japanese field reporters, and asked the comrades of the Political Department to prepare the propaganda overnight.

samples, and then let the printing house rush to print thousands of brochures before noon.

After the propaganda materials were printed, Xu Rui immediately summoned Wang Husheng, Leng Tiefeng and Pan Yong to a meeting.

Xu Rui first sent a promotional brochure to Leng Tiefeng and Pan Yong. Wang Husheng had already read it and did not need it.

After Pan Yong and Leng Tiefeng got the brochure, they just flipped through a few pages, and their expressions immediately changed. Leng Tiefeng was even more angry and turned livid. It was obvious that he was on the verge of going berserk. Even Leng Tiefeng

Feng had already seen a lot, but the photos in the hands of this propaganda person still refreshed his understanding of the Japanese atrocities.

Especially in one of the photos, a Japanese soldier was holding an infant baby with a bayonet. His face was still full of bright smiles. When he saw the photo, Leng Tiefeng's lungs suddenly exploded. If it really happened,

If there is a time and space tunnel, Leng Tiefeng really wants to go through the time and space tunnel, return to the scene of the incident and tear that Japanese soldier apart!

Xu Rui ignored Leng Tiefeng and asked Wang Husheng: "Old Wang, have the working groups been arranged?"

"Everything has been arranged." Wang Husheng said, "Fifty working groups are already in place."

"Okay!" Xu Rui nodded and said to Pan Yong, "Ayong, although the comrades in the Political Department are good at united front work, if you want to meet the regimental commanders and battalion commanders of the Puppet Manchukuo National Army, I'm afraid it's up to you.

For the help of the officers and soldiers of the 10th Battalion, therefore, after you return, immediately assign fifty liaison groups to cooperate with the comrades of the Political Department."

"Yes!" Pan Yong stood at attention and responded loudly, "I promise to complete the mission."

Xu Rui finally turned his attention to Leng Tiefeng and said: "In addition to the comrades of the Political Department and the liaison team of the 10th Battalion, your Langya Brigade also needs to send fifty members to cooperate with the action. After all, no one can guarantee what we are striving for.

All the regimental commanders and battalion commanders of the Puppet Manchukuo Army still have consciences." After a pause, he added, "If you encounter hard-core traitors who are unswervingly evil, let the Langya team members kill them decisively, and then instigate rebellion.

First class officer!"

"Yes!" Leng Tiefeng said in a deep voice, "Lao Xu, don't worry."

Xu Rui waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "Without further delay, let's take action!"

Leng Tiefeng and Pan Yong paid a military salute, then turned and left following Wang Husheng.

That night, fifty working groups quietly left Fengtian City through the tunnels, but dispersed towards the surrounding counties and cities such as Haicheng, Panjin, Tonghua, Liaoyuan and Tongliao. During this process, the Japanese did not stop attacking Fengtian.

The city wall was damaged, but fortunately the Fengtian city wall has been specially reinforced.



Puhe Town, Seventh Army Headquarters.

Junzaburo Koizumi walked into the war room and said to Ishihara Wanji: "Your Excellency, Commander, the city wall of Fengtian City has been repeatedly reinforced by the Zhang family and his sons. It is already very strong. After the Chahar Independent Regiment occupied Fengtian, it carried out another attack."

The reinforcement is now extremely strong, and it will be too time-consuming if we just bombard it with combat artillery."

"Suoga." Ishihara Wan'er said with deep understanding, "Does Koizumi-kun have any wise ideas?"

"I can't speak highly of it, but I have a little bit of humble opinion." Junzaburo Koizumi shook his head and said, "Why not try to dig a tunnel directly under the city wall, and then bury explosives for blasting? In this way, not only can you save a few days of time,

, the key is to save a lot of artillery shells, after all, the imperial army’s artillery shells are not abundant.”

"Yo Xi." Ishihara Wan'er nodded happily, "Koizumi-kun, you will be responsible for this matter."

"Hai!" Junzaburo Koizumi nodded heavily, then turned around and left the war room happily.



In Haicheng, the Seventh Regiment of the Puppet Manchukuo Army is stationed.

Haicheng is only two hundred miles away from Fengtian. After the Chahar Independent Regiment occupied Fengtian, they immediately divided their forces to attack the surrounding counties of Liaoyang, Benxi, Tieling, Fushun and other large and small counties. The Japanese military police stationed in Haicheng were really nervous for a while.

The Seventh Regiment of the Puppet Manchukuo Army followed and lived a hard life for a period of time.

However, since Kanji Ishihara led the Seventh Army to massively return reinforcements, the situation in the three eastern provinces has greatly eased, and the Japanese and puppet troops stationed in Haicheng can finally live a peaceful life.

Jin Shengjie woke up early in the morning and headed to the headquarters of the Seventh Regiment without energy.

Jin Shengjie was originally a platoon leader of the Northeast Army. After the September 18th Incident, the Japs launched a large-scale attack on the Beida Camp. Jin Shengjie was injured in that battle, and then by accident, he followed Yu Zhishan and became a traitor. He was in Puppet Manchuria.

After working in the national army for ten years, he quickly became the regiment leader with his excellent military skills.

In fact, with Jin Shengjie's ability, he should have been promoted to division commander long ago.

However, during the first Battle of Songhu that year, Japan dispatched Yu Zhishan's brigade to assist in the Songhu battlefield. Jin Shengjie, who was one of the two commanders of Yu Zhishan's brigade at the time, refused to go because of illness, which made him angry.

Little Japan, since then, Jin Shengjie has been lingering in the position of leader, making no progress.

However, Jin Shengjie was not at all concerned about this.

In a word, Jin Shengjie joined the Puppet Manchukuo Army out of necessity, not for promotion and wealth. Therefore, as long as he can protect the safety of his mother, wife and children, and ensure the dignity of the people in Haicheng, he is willing to be a young man.

Captain, he doesn't want to be a big traitor like Yu Zhishan.

Not long after, Jin Shengjie came to his regiment headquarters.

At this time, Jin Shengjie's adjutant came up to him and said in a low voice: "Captain, there is a guest who wants to see you."

"Guest?" Looking at the adjutant's expression, Jin Shengjie realized that it was not easy to find a guest who came to his door. At that moment, his face condensed slightly and he said in a deep voice, "Let him go to the backyard."

"Yes!" the adjutant agreed, turned around and left.


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