Chen Luyuan glanced at Zhu Liangcheng, and read slowly: "In this battle, 28 70mm mortars of the 11th year of Taizheng were captured, but the firing pins were all damaged. ”

"13 Type 92 70mm caliber infantry guns were captured, and all the hammers were damaged."

"24 Meiji 38-style 75mm caliber field howitzers were captured, all of which were damaged to varying degrees."

"11 Meiji 38-style 105mm caliber field howitzers were captured, and they were also damaged to varying degrees."

"34 Meiji 38-style 150mm caliber field howitzers were captured, and they were also damaged to varying degrees!"

Hearing this, Zhu Liangcheng was a little anxious again, and said angrily: "So many artillery pieces have been captured, except for the 6 large-caliber cannons in front, the ones in the back are all bad?" ”

"It's nothing bad, it can be used if it's repaired!" Qiu Qingquan asked, "The key is, are there any shells?" ”

"Nope!" Chen Luyuan spread his hands and said, "I have repeatedly counted all the seized materials, and I have not found a single shell, not a single mortar shell of 70mm caliber has been found!" ”

"No shells?" Qiu Qingquan didn't have a good breath, "That's a pile of scrap iron!" ”

Zhong Yi said: "Let the firearms squad repair it first, and then think about the shells in the future." ”

After a pause, Zhong Yi said to Chen Luyuan again: "Old Chen, you continue to read." ”

"Yes!" Chen Luyuan agreed, and then read, "The above is the captured artillery, and the next is the firearms!" ”

After a pause, he flipped through the notebook with his fingers dripping his fingers, and then continued: "In this battle, more than 12,700 Type 38 rifles were captured, but unfortunately, most of the guns have been damaged, and less than 1,000 rifles are intact. ”

"More than 9,700 Type 38 bayonets were seized!"

"Five hundred and eighty-seven sabers captured!"

"More than 12,000 Type 90 steel helmets were seized!"

"561 Taisho Type 11 (crooked) machine guns were seized!

"98 Type 92 heavy machine guns were captured!"

"556 Type 89 50mm caliber grenadiers were seized!"

"Capture 6 Type 95 light tanks!"

"Capture 1 Type 97 medium tank!"

"Capture 3 Vickers armored vehicles!"

"Captured 14 Type 94 37mm caliber combat vehicle defense guns!"

"4 American-made Dodge trucks seized!"

Now, it was Qiu Qingquan's turn to get impatient and asked, "Where is the ammunition?" Has there been any seized ammunition? ”

"Yes!" Chen Luyuan rolled his eyes, and said angrily, "I'm going to read the ammunition next, the group seat is not in a hurry, which one are you in a hurry?" ”

"You!" Qiu Qingquan wanted to have a seizure, but he endured it again.

Chen Luyuan snorted, continued to dip his saliva and flipped through his notebook and read: "In this battle, more than 55 rounds of 5.5mm caliber copper-core rifle bullets were captured!" ”

"More than 20 thousand rounds of 7.7mm caliber copper-core heavy machine gun ammunition were seized!"

"More than 10,000 50mm caliber grenades and grenades were captured!"

"Gotcha!" Hearing this, Qiu Qingquan said excitedly, "With these ammunition, it is enough to pull out a main force regiment equipped with standard Japanese weapons, and there will definitely be no shortage of ammunition!" ”

At this time, Zhong Yi suddenly asked, "What time is it?" ”

Zhu Liangcheng raised his wrist and looked at the watch, and replied, "It's seven o'clock." ”

"It's broadcast time!" Zhong Yi hurriedly said to Chen Luyuan, "Old Chen, you hurry up and send this list of results to Captain Xiao, so that she can report this good news to the people of the whole country!" ”

"Yes!" Chen Luyuan left in a hurry.

……

Central News Agency Building, Studio Hall.

Since Zhong Yi drove the broadcasting car away, Xiao Bing could only use the original broadcasting equipment.

But fortunately, at this time, Shi Huaiyu, the commander of the communications battalion, had already led people to repair the equipment.

In order to be on the safe side, Shi Huaiyu checked the equipment one last time, and then gestured to Xiao Bing for Ou Kai.

Xiao Bing gestured back, turned back to Niu Dan behind him and said, "Niu Dan, give me the manuscript." ”

Niu Dan had already become Xiao Bing's follower at this time, and when he heard this, he immediately handed a stack of manuscripts to Xiao Bing.

Xiao Bing took the script and sat in front of the microphone, first brewed his emotions, and then turned on the broadcasting equipment, and said into the microphone: "Listeners and friends, the time is now seven o'clock in the morning on December 15, 26th year of the Republic of China, this is the Nanjing Voice column of China Central Radio, and I am the host Xiao Bing." ”

……

At this time, on the campus of Wuhan Wuhan University.

Early in the morning, Liu Jiaxi, Rong Ning and other girls gathered in front of the radio.

At seven o'clock, under the prayers and expectations of dozens of female students, the familiar voice sounded on the radio again, and when they heard this voice, dozens of female college students couldn't help but cheer.

But soon, Liu Jiaxi raised his hand again and instructed everyone to silence.

The entire dormitory immediately fell silent, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

In the silence, the host Xiao Bing's voice became clearer and clearer.

"Dear listeners and friends, according to the usual practice, before the official start of the show, I will first inform you of the battle report of Xinjiekou, and tell you what results the 367th Regiment achieved yesterday, but today, I am afraid that I will not be able to inform you of the battle report of Xinjiekou!"

Hearing this, Liu Jiaxi and the other girls' hearts hung in the air.

Why is there no way to report the battle report of Xinjiekou today?

Could it be that something went wrong on the battlefield of Xinjiekou? Could it be that the 367th Regiment suffered defeat?

It shouldn't be, didn't the devil lose the battle at Xinjiekou yesterday evening? Could it be that the devils launched a large-scale revenge last night? Could it be that the 367 regiment suffered a big loss?

Suddenly, the hearts of all the girls present hung in the air, and their expressions became anxious.

In the midst of anxiety, Xiao Bing's voice sounded again, and his tone suddenly became excited: "This is because the battlefield is no longer in Xinjiekou now!" The whole city of Nanjing has been recovered by us! ”

When you hear this, you won't be able to listen to the rest of the broadcast.

After a long time, Rong Ning gently pushed Liu Jiaxi and asked, "Jiaxi, what did I hear?" ”

Liu Jiaxi was still immersed in a huge shock, and did not respond, but another girl whispered: "Xiao Bing seemed to be saying just now that the whole city of Nanjing has been recovered?" ”

Yes, that's right, the whole city of Nanjing has been restored!

Now not only Xinjiekou, but the entire city of Nanjing is under the control of the 367th Regiment!

In the next moment, dozens of girls, including Liu Jiaxi, cheered at the same time.

"Hooray!"

"Great!"

"Long live the 367th regiment!"

"Zhong Yi, I love you!"

"Oh my God, Nanjing has been restored!"

After a long time of madness, the girls slowly calmed down.

However, the girls had just calmed down, but outside the campus of Wuhan University, there was a sudden wave of cheers, and the girls rushed to the outside of the dormitory building, and saw that groups of boys were cheering and roaring, rushing out of the teaching buildings or dormitory buildings one after another, and rushing to the gate of Wuhan University.

(End of chapter)