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Chapter 342 Sensation

That night, at the principal's official residence in Nanjing, the principal in a long gown was so excited that he walked around in the living room and praised repeatedly, "Not bad, not bad. This little bandit is indeed what I had set my sights on. He arrived last night and achieved such results today.

He made the right move by sending an advance team to Shanghai. You inform Jinjiang to come see me immediately to see how to publicize it in public opinion and strive to expand its influence.

This is the first battle for our Central Military Forces to enter Shanghai. The Military Commission needs to use its brains in this regard. I think we can consider holding a Chinese and foreign press conference tomorrow to let those great powers know that our China and our Chinese army are not at the mercy of others.

Slaughter it."

The principal's excitement was justified. Since the war started, the Military Commission dispatched the Second and Sixth Brigades of the National Government Air Force to Shanghai Hongqiao Airport and launched a fierce air battle with Japanese aircraft. In just a few days, 16 aircraft of the two groups had been destroyed.

The Japanese aircraft damaged one aircraft and shot down three. The Japanese army was only damaged and shot down one aircraft each. It can be said that the results were few but the losses were heavy.

This is not because the Chinese Air Force is not fighting well or the Chinese pilots are not brave enough, but because there are too many enemy aircraft. In most cases, the Chinese Air Force is faced with the situation of using fewer to fight more and outnumbering the enemy. Coupled with the skills of the Japanese pilots,

It is indeed better than the Chinese pilots. The ability to achieve such results in such difficult circumstances has proved the bravery and desperate spirit of the Chinese pilots.

But this time, the volunteers led by Zhou Wen used anti-aircraft firepower to annihilate a squadron of Japanese bombers in one fell swoop. None of the four enemy planes missed the target, which greatly boosted the morale of the Chinese people and also brought honor to the principal's face.

You must know that the outcome of this small-scale local conflict is not only related to the face of the country and the dignity of the nation, but also the president's future status within the party.

"Yes, I'm going to make a call now."

Chief Qian, the director of the Attendant's Office who was standing nearby, immediately said yes, but he cursed in his heart: "The victory was the result of the Central Military Commission and the Central Army. When my brother passed through Nanjing, I didn't see you firing a single bullet.

"

Just as Chief Qian was about to turn around to make a phone call, he was stopped by the principal again. He frowned and said: "The Volunteer Army won the first battle and the Military Commission had to reward it. However, Xiao Zhou has just been promoted to a military rank and is now a colonel."

Bar?"

"yes."

"He is not yet 20 years old, right? Such a young colonel is already rare in the army. He can no longer be rewarded with military rank. This is also for his own good. He will become a general when he rises. It is easy to become a general at a young age.

To attract jealousy is to make enemies in vain."

The principal thought for a while and then said: "Well, let's remember Xiao Zhou's contribution first, and then we can discuss the merit together when the war comes to an end. I estimate that this little bandit will bring us surprises. This time, we will use the Military Commission's

He will be given a verbal commendation in name, and he will be asked to submit the list of meritorious service members under his command, and the Military Commission will award the award as appropriate. Well, that's it."

"Oh, also, inform the Central Party Headquarters about this news. The idle people in these Party Headquarters will definitely use it to hype up the situation. They are experts at public opinion propaganda."

"yes!"

Chief Qian bowed and stepped back, turning back and thinking as he walked, "It makes sense not to be promoted to military rank. Besides, my brothers don't care about this either, but I have to get a medal or something, right? There are also bonuses and so on..."

When Chief Qian thought about the bonus, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly. The principal didn't have any money now. The military expenses he finally raised from the Jiangsu-Zhejiang Consortium were all spent on the Fifth Army, which was about to set out on the Songhu front line.

, we still need to raise ammunition to support the 19th Route Army, but the country is still too poor!



At the same time, in the Shanxi Marshal's mansion, there was a "Bang!" sound, and the Marshal slapped his palm on the table, "Okay! This little bastard really did not disappoint the old man. As soon as he arrived in Shanghai, good news came to spread the reputation of my son from Shanxi.

No one will make irresponsible remarks to the old man this time, right? This little bastard has greatly saved the old man’s face.

Changshu, you send him a telegram right away. If he needs any support, just ask him. Tomorrow, send him a wagon with our Jin army’s reserve of canned food, so that our Shanxi soldiers can eat and drink well. You can take it if you can’t finish it.

As a gift, you need to make him have a good relationship with the army, so that he won’t be tricked by others, those Central Army...hehe!"

Zhao Changshu, who had sent the battle report to the commander overnight, stood beside him and sighed sadly. His junior was excelling on the front line, but he, the senior, could only watch the show at home. He wished he could go to the front line and fight alongside his junior.

The marshal saw what was on his mind, sighed and patted his shoulder and said: "Chang Shu, don't think about it. Without you as a junior, we Shanxi students would have been in silence for a long time. Just rely on

How can anyone in Nanjing be so big-hearted as to let us go out of Shanxi? Just wait!"



The next day, almost the entire land of China received broadcasts and reports from news media from all over the country. Even college students and a large number of enthusiastic young people in several big cities such as Nanjing, Shanghai, and Guangzhou took to the streets and held huge demonstrations.

This time, the military and police in several cities are no longer as ready as before, as if they are facing a powerful enemy!

In fact, many military and police officers in Shanghai spontaneously joined the huge demonstration. Since the September 18th Incident in which the three northeastern provinces were occupied, the Chinese nation has been suppressed for too long. Even if it is just a victory of shooting down four enemy planes, it will also make people feel uncomfortable.

The people's depressed and humiliating emotions were vented.

Many businessmen and wealthy people in Shanghai also donated money and materials, organizing large and small condolence groups to rush to the frontline workers. Even Jianghu forces such as the Green Gang and the Red Gang secretly organized porter transport teams to help various social groups transport condolences to the Songhu frontline.

and military supplies. For a time, the battlefield in Songhu was turbulent.



Just in the afternoon of that day, a group of female students wearing light blue thick cotton cheongsam came out from the door of Shanghai St. John's University. They were all eighteen or nineteen years old. As the saying goes, there are no ugly girls in eighteen. Looking at these

The group of students was chattering and excitedly discussing the news in the newspaper. The students' faces were filled with youthful and beautiful smiles. Passers-by on the street kept looking at them sideways.

At this time, two boys in blue school uniforms ran out from the school one after another. One was tall and thin and handsome with eyes, while the latter was slightly shorter but wide and strong.

The tall and thin man shouted loudly as he ran: "Yaqin, Yaqin."

I saw the group of female students turned around and saw them all laughing and saying wisecracks, "Yaqin, come on, your Hamlet is here." With that, they pushed a pretty girl out.

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