Almost at the same time, Minamitaro of the 4th Squadron of the 3rd Brigade of the Kumamoto United was keeping a diary.

Nantaro took the backpack on the ground as a table, then bit off the pencil sleeve with his mouth, and wrote: The first wave of the offensive of Okamoto's troops has been completely dismantled and paid a heavy price!

It's too light on the enemy, and Okamoto's troops are too careless!

The lack of decent resistance from the outlying positions gave us the illusion that the 367th Regiment had been completely destroyed by the artillery and that we just had to come forward and clean up the pieces.

Therefore, when the 367th Regiment suddenly launched a counterattack against us, we were a little overwhelmed!

Moreover, the firepower of the 367th Regiment was beyond imagination, especially since they were armed with a large number of submachine guns, which was a luxury of powerful infantry light weapons that the imperial soldiers did not have in large quantities!

This defeat dealt a heavy mental blow to Okamoto's troops!

Writing this, Nantaro couldn't help but raise his head and look around, but saw that although the Okamoto Wing had just completed the replenishment of personnel and re-established itself as a full formation of more than 3,000 people, whether it was the original veteran or the reserve soldiers who had just been replenished, they all looked tired and lacking in energy.

Nantaro turned his eyes and saw Tanaka Gunyoshi again!

This man who was murderous and never seemed to know what exhaustion was, this man who was admired by hundreds of thousands of imperial soldiers of the entire Central China Front, was also tired at the moment, and fell asleep against the wall.

At that moment, Nantaro picked up the pencil again and wrote: Okamoto's troops are too tired, even Tanaka Junyoshi, a man who never knows what to do, is so tired that he falls asleep against the wall!

I'm worried that if the war drags on any longer, Okamoto's forces will probably collapse!

This army from southern Kyushu, from the Satsuma Domain, with "black skin and bright red blood", is likely to be completely defeated!

The only hope now is that the artillery can play its due role and completely destroy the Chinese Army and the 367th Regiment mentally and physically!

As soon as the diary was written, Nantaro heard a mountain of cannonballs screaming overhead!

When I looked up quickly, I saw that rows of shells had already hit the artillery positions on the south side of Zhongzheng Road, the west side of Hanzhong Road, and the east side of Zhongshan East Road, and they were overwhelmingly falling on the battlefield of Xinjiekou!

In the next moment, a cloud of smoke rose from Xinjiekou!

……

At the same time, in the Central News Agency.

In the studio, Xiao Bing was still broadcasting into the microphone.

After reading the suicide notes of the officers and soldiers of the 367th Regiment, Xiao Bing began to tell the story of the battlefield, after all, she had joined the 367th Regiment for a while, and all kinds of stories were easy to come by.

Especially after the 367th Regiment drove into Nanjing, there were countless touching stories!

Just as Xiao Bing was talking into the microphone, he suddenly heard a loud bang!

Looking back in a hurry, Xiao Bing was surprised to see that a big hole had been blown up in the back wall of the studio, and through the broken hole, Xiao Bing could clearly see the billowing smoke and dust rising from the street outside!

Just when Xiao Bing was at a loss, Zhong Yi's figure suddenly appeared outside the wall hole, and through the wall hole, he made a scared gesture at Xiao Bing!

Seeing this, Xiao Bing's heart instantly calmed down.

At that moment, Xiao Bing moved the microphone in front of him again, then stroked his hair and said, "Nationalist veterans in the security zone, did you hear the huge explosion just now?" Just now, a shell hit the building of the Central News Agency, blowing a hole the size of a water tank in the north wall of the studio hall. ”

"This shell just blew a big hole in the wall!"

"However, the next shell will probably fall directly into the studio hall!"

"That means maybe in the next second, I'll be killed by a cannonball!"

"So, veterans of the National Army, please cherish it, this is likely to be the last broadcast of the Voice of Nanjing, and it is also likely that it will be the last time that I, Xiao Bing, will do a radio program for you here."

"I've already said everything I need to say, three times it's as light as water, but I've said the same thing no less than ten times, so in this last hour, I really don't want to repeat the same words, whether you are willing to take up arms again or not, whether you are willing to fight for your country again, I don't want to persuade you again."

"Here, I just want to read a passage, a passage that our group has said!"

"Just now, at the officers' meeting, our regiment said this, he said, as long as there is still one person in our 367th regiment, even if it is a three-year-old doll, the devil will not want to step into Xinjiekou half a step!"

"What I want to tell you is that Zhong Tuanzuo didn't say this casually!"

"Because, in our 367th regiment, there is really a three-year-old baby soldier, his name is Tiger Head!"

"Tiger head, come, tell those uncles of the national army who are hiding in the safe zone, talk about your ambitions!"

Speaking of this, Xiao Bing reached out and took the tiger head from the guard's hand, and the tiger head stretched out his fleshy little hand, grabbed the microphone and said in a milky voice: "Fight devils, fight devils!" ”

Listening to the immature voice of the tiger head, Xiao Bing didn't realize that tears were raining down.

Returning the tiger head to the guards, Xiao Bing sobbed again and said into the microphone: "Brothers of the national army, a three-year-old doll still knows how to fight devils, you are not even as good as a three-year-old doll, right?" ”

……

In Wuhan, Luojia Mountain listens to Songlu.

Listening to Xiao Bing sobbing on the radio, Chairman Jiang couldn't help but set his eyes on Dai Li again.

Facing Chairman Jiang's hopeful gaze, Dai Li could only smile bitterly and said very bitterly: "Commission, there is still no sign of large-scale changes in the rout of the national army in the security zone!" ”

"Mother Xipi, these eggless goods!" Chairman Chiang's face immediately became gloomy.

Chen Bui said: "There is no need to be angry, the reaction of these routs is actually expected by the lowly position. ”

After a pause, Chen Bui continued: "An army is actually similar to a wolf pack, under the command of the wolf king, a wolf pack can often burst out with strong combat effectiveness, but once the commander of the wolf king is lost, the wolves will immediately become sand in the wind, and they will disperse as soon as they blow!" ”

"These dozen divisions and hundreds of thousands of troops in Nanjing, from the moment Tang Shengzhi, Luo Zhuoying and Liu Xing fled from Nanjing City, they have become a plate of scattered sand, and it is impossible to reunite! Zhong Yi's attempt to reunite these hundreds of thousands of defeated soldiers through radio broadcasts is destined to be wishful thinking! ”

"Shut up!" Chairman Jiang couldn't help it, he didn't even bother to do superficial work at the moment, and directly yelled at Chen Bui, "If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a dumb person!" ”

"Gah?" Chen Bui was immediately stunned.