The same thing was also happening at the same time in dozens or hundreds of shelters such as Jinling Middle School, Gulou Hospital, Jinling Theological Seminary, and Jinling Women's College of Arts and Sciences.

The only difference is that there are more or fewer people who stand up.

Like Shi Huaiyu's communications battalion, there is only one case that is ready to join the 367th regiment as a formation!

Don't say it's a battalion-level organization, not even a squad-level organization, most of them are sporadic individuals!

In the final analysis, it is still that sentence, the hundreds of thousands of veterans of the national army who defend Nanjing have been deeply injured by those senior generals, and the blood in their veins has already been cold!

Zhao Hanxing, who is hiding in Jinling Middle School, is such a veteran!

As a company commander of the 262nd Brigade of the 88th Division, Zhao Hanxing is really experienced in a hundred battles and has killed countless enemies!

In the Battle of Songhu, just fighting bayonets will fight with devils no less than ten times! There were twenty devils who died under his sword!

But now, even though the suicide notes of the officers and soldiers of the 367 Regiment are being broadcast on the radio, and these suicide notes are sincere, which can make people move to tears, many recruits who have not been in the army for a long time have been moved to tears, but from Zhao Hanxing's eyes, there is no trace of strangeness, and the whole person is as cold as a piece of ice!

The broadcast of Jinling Middle School was pretended by Xu Chuanyin.

Xu Chuanyin's argument to Rabe is to let so many young and strong national troops hide in a safe area, and if you don't give them a little entertainment, it is easy to have problems!

It's a mess, and other entertainment is not very easy to do, but broadcasting is still okay.

After all, the power plant is still supplying power until now, and I don't know if the Japanese army was intentional or negligent?

Rabe agreed when he heard that it made sense, and in this way, Xu Chuanyin installed radio broadcasts in every large shelter in the security zone, and locked them on the central radio station.

This time, the radio is broadcasting the Voice of Nanjing!

"Listeners and friends, the next thing to broadcast is the suicide note of Xu Ergou, a soldier of the 367th Battalion, 4th Company, 1st Platoon, 1st Squad."

"By the way, Xu Ergou is a regimental member from the Jinshan Guard Security Corps, and he is illiterate, and his suicide note was dictated by him himself, and written by Lang Runqiu, a staff officer of the regiment headquarters."

"Mother! I miss you! Are you in good health? ”

"Mother! I really hope you can hear your son's voice called mother! ”

"Because, this is likely to be the last time my son will call you in his life!"

"Tomorrow, the little devil's large-caliber heavy artillery will enter Nanjing, and Xinjiekou will be lost! Our 367th Regiment, if there is no accident, most of them will also die in battle! ”

Hearing this, the entire dormitory immediately fell silent.

Even a few veterans who deliberately made noise just now also stopped making noise.

Many recruits who had not been in the army for a long time even subconsciously got up, walked to the window, and looked in the direction of Xinjiekou.

Only Zhao Hanxing was still unmoved, still pillowing his hands behind his head, staring at the ceiling of the dormitory with his eyes, and he didn't know what was going on in his head?

And the broadcast, it continues.

"Mother, I really don't want to die!"

"I haven't even had time to marry a daughter-in-law yet!"

"I also want to have ten or eight big fat boys with my daughter-in-law, and call grandma around your old man every day."

"It's a pity, it's all impossible, there's never a chance, it's just not a dream!"

"However, mother, don't worry, my son will never embarrass you and the ancestors of the Xu family, how did our ancestors of the Xu family kill the widows back then, how will my son kill the Oriental devils tomorrow!"

"Mother, my son is kowtowing to you here!"

"Mother, you old man, take care!"

Hearing this, finally a recruit who had not been in the army for a long time couldn't stand it anymore, turned around and walked out.

As he walked, the recruit said loudly: "I've had enough anyway, I'll fight to the death with the devil!" ”

Looking at the recruits who walked out of the dormitory without looking back, the corners of Zhao Hanxing's mouth showed a touch of sarcasm, but he said silently in his heart, what a childish!

Is this suicide note really dictated by the soldiers?

I'm afraid that someone is specially found to write it for me, right?

Its purpose is nothing more than to gather the hearts of their defeated soldiers.

It's a pity that it's easy for the military spirit to disperse, but it is extremely difficult to reunite, and even impossible, after all, throughout the ages, when have you ever seen the scattered military heart reunited again in the blink of an eye?

……

Wuhan Luojia Mountain, listen to Songlu.

In the study, the voice of Nanjing is being broadcast.

"Heartbeat!" Chen Bui whispered, "These so-called soldiers' suicide notes must have been specially made by Zhong Yi, and their purpose is nothing more than to inspire the hearts of the 100,000 elite veterans of the National Army stranded in Nanjing!" ”

After hearing this, Chairman Jiang's expression moved slightly, and he asked, "So, is it possible to succeed?" ”

"No way!" Chen Bui shook his head and said with certainty, "Bench, throughout the ages, when have you ever seen that the scattered military spirit can be reunited in the blink of an eye?" ”

Chairman Chiang's face immediately fell.

Looking back at the history of China's 5,000-year war, it seems that there is really no such precedent!

"So!" Chen Bui said, "Zhong Yi's move is destined to be in vain!" ”

Hearing this, Qian Dajun's facial muscles twitched subconsciously, and he wanted to remind Chen Bui that the conclusion should not be made so fast and so dead! So as not to be slapped in the face by the facts!

You know, getting slapped in the face really hurts!

But when the words came to his lips, Qian Dajun couldn't help it!

Dead friends, immortal poor Dao, Chen Bui is unlucky, it doesn't seem to be a bad thing for him Qian Dajun!

Chen Bui was interested, and continued: "So the commission, for the 367th regiment, the only way out at the moment is to get in touch with the headquarters as soon as possible and obtain the authorization of the command, especially the commission, if he can do this, he can justifiably ask the 100,000 elites who are hiding in the security zone to open a new street!" ”

Hearing this, Chairman Chiang couldn't sit still at all, and stood up at once.

Several of the confidants present also got up one after another, and Qian Dajun even asked, "What are the instructions of the commission?" ”

Chairman Jiang stretched out his hand and said, "Mu Yin, you immediately call Dai Li and ask him how things are done......

Before the words fell, the sound of footsteps sounded in the corridor outside the door, and then Dai Li's figure appeared in the field of vision of Chairman Jiang and others.

"Yu Nong, you came just in time." Chairman Jiang immediately beckoned, "Come in!" ”

Dai Li trotted in, bowed to Chairman Jiang first, and then said, "Take a seat." ”

"Don't do this! Get down to business! Chairman Chiang waved his hand and said, "How are things going?" ”

"It didn't go well!" Dai Li shook his head and said, "The lowly post has conveyed the instructions of the commission to the left-behind personnel of the Nanjing Station of the Military Command, and the Nanjing Station has also sent people to Xinjiekou, but I can't see Zhong Yi at all!" ”