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"What, what, confirm again!" Dai Yunong received a telegram from Wu Xiaoyun and his hands were trembling with excitement.

"Boss, it has been confirmed three times." The radio operator was also very excited and held the "Loyal Spirit Festival" at the Japanese army.

Yasha successfully shelled the altar, and dozens of Japanese generals were injured. Matsui Ishienen, the leader of the Japanese invading China, was seriously injured and his life was in danger.

In the Japanese Navy, the commander of the Third Fleet, Hasegawa Qin, was blown off one leg and three of his ribs.

Major General Eizaburo Kondo was killed on the spot, with more than ten Japanese generals injured, and countless officers of the rank of the sacred army!

If the Yasha had enough shells, the results of the battle would probably be even more brilliant!

This is simply an incredible miracle. Nanjing has fallen, and a small army in the fall has created a miracle that shocks the whole world!

"Hurry up, prepare the car, I'm going to Lushan!"

"yes!"

After the Japanese army occupied Nanjing, they began to bomb temporary garrisons of the National Government such as Wuhan and some important targets. Chiang Kai-shek moved his office to Lushan.

There was a military officer training regiment on Mount Lu. The leader of the regiment Jiang had the responsibility and obligation to teach the officers below.

Dai Yunong first hung up a phone number to the servant room, and after obtaining permission, he took a jeep and headed towards Mount Lu.

Dai Yunong set out from Wuchang at 3 o'clock in the afternoon and arrived in Lushan at 7 o'clock in the evening.

"Yunnong, what did you ask you to come here in person?" Qian Dajun was very unhappy. Jiang came to Lushan. First, he taught the officers' regiment. Second, he could also avoid bombing and relieve his emotions.

Nanjing was lost, and Chiang Kai-shek was in a bad mood, so his wife suggested that he go to Lushan to rest for a few days.

"Director Qian, something big happened."

"Isn't it just that the commander of the Japanese Central China Front Army Matsui Ishione has entered Nanjing, the chairman has known this long ago." Qian Dajun said.

"I'm not talking about this." Dai Yunnong knew that he wanted to meet Lao Jiang, and it would be impossible for him to pass by Qian Dajun, the chief guard. So he handed over the telegram sent by Wu Xiaoyun.

"This, is this true?" Qian Dajun was shocked after reading the content of the telegram. This was simply incredible.

"Although this news has not been confirmed from other channels, the Japanese may not be able to cover up such a big incident, and the follow-up information will definitely be sent back." Dai Yunong said.

"Hurry up, go with me to see the Chairman!" Qian Dajun also knew that it was of great importance, so Dai Yunong came here in person just to be cautious.

Such a big thing can't make a mistake. It will be laughed at by the whole world.

"I knew there was good news when Yunnong is here." Old Jiang seemed to be much more cheerful. When he saw Dai Yunnong, he even joked.

"Chairman, this is a telegram from Yunnong just received by Nanjing." Qian Dajun handed the telegram to Lao Jiang.

"Oh, let's see." Lao Jiang slowly took the message.

When he saw the content of the telegram, Lao Jiang's expression was almost exactly the same as Qian Dajun just now. He was so shocked: "Yunnong, is such a telegram worth your personal trip?"

"Committee, this..."

"It's so ridiculous. You just don't understand such fabricated rumors?" Old Jiang scolded him sternly.

"Committee, this message was sent back by the witch from Nanjing. The student has sent her three confirmation messages, and the answers are all accurate. Moreover, the one who carried out the shelling was the Yasha Special Operations Team where the witch is now." Dai Yunong lowered his head, and a layer of fine beads of sweat couldn't help but seep out of his forehead.

In front of Lao Jiang, he was always a little timid.

"Witch?"

"It's Wu Xiaoyun."

"It was her, didn't you ask you to send her a telegram and ask her to evacuate as soon as possible? Why are you still staying in Nanjing?" Old Jiang asked.

"The commissioner, it's not that the student didn't give her instructions. This is what she said. Although she belongs to Yasha, it's not that Yasha actually controls it. She has no right to leave without authorization, otherwise she would be a deserter!"

"Isn't Yasha's leader Wu Xiaoyun?" Qian Dajun was also a little surprised. He always thought Yasha was Wu Xiaoyun's leader.

"No, Yasha's leader is Leng Feng, a second lieutenant staff officer of the former Central Military Academy's teaching corps." Dai Yunong said.

"Second Lieutenant Staff, Brother Yunong, you won't tell me that it's the second lieutenant leader Yasha now, and Wu Xiaoyun has become his subordinate?"

"Mu Yi, do you remember that in a telegram ten days ago, Tang Mengxiao sent me a telegram, which mentioned this name?"

Qian Dajun recalled carefully and said in surprise: "The Chairman is such a good memory. Commander-in-Chief Tang really mentioned this person in his telegram. He seemed to have led a small team to blow up a special train and material supply station of the Japanese army during the Fukuo Battle?"

"That's right, it should be this cold front. At a critical moment, I am a hero in Greater China." Old Jiang sighed.

"At that time, the Commission ordered him to be promoted to major. In this way, it was natural for him to serve as the commander of this army."

"No, since this person is an officer of my teaching corps, and he is also from Huangpu, he has made such outstanding military achievements today. It is a very aggrieved mere major."

"What the chairman meant is to give him another level of promotion?"

"Yunnong, can the content of this telegram be confirmed?" Lao Jiang did not answer, but pointed to the telegram in his hand and asked Dai Yunnong.

"The students dare not say 100% confirmation, but the witch never lies. You and the wife know this, so..."

"If such a big thing happens, the Japanese side will definitely react. Chairman, we will be clear as long as we wait for the Japanese to make any noise tomorrow."

"No, if this matter is true, then the newspapers will be published tomorrow morning. Don't forget that this Yasha is used to making clear electricity to the outside world, and the Japanese cannot block the news even if they want to block it." Old Jiang shook his head.

"I forgot this." Qian Dajun said with a embarrassed smile.

"Yunnong, go back and use the power in your hands to find out the matter clearly. If it is true, we must not fall behind the publication. Do you understand?" Lao Jiang instructed.

"Students understand!"

"Also, the witch girl telegraphed that the camera was withdrawn from Nanjing City. If you need to respond, you can directly contact Commander Gu of the Third War Zone to coordinate."

"clear!"

"Mu Yi, please send Gu Mosan a telegram in my name. Let him line up to meet up with troops at any time. We must bring them back safely!"

"Yes, Chairman!"

"Then how do you reward this cold front?"

"It's too early to say this now, and I'll talk about it after the matter is implemented."

In Nanjing, the already overcrowded hospital was even busier, and five shells actually caused thousands of casualties.

It was almost one-tenth of the number of Japanese soldiers in the Forbidden City Square at that time.

Less than a quarter of the actual injuries caused by the shell explosion, and the rest were all secondary injuries, being pushed, trampled, etc.

After Matsui Ishienen was injured, she was immediately sent to the First Army Hospital, which is the closest to the nearest.

The hospital then had martial law, as if facing a great enemy.

Subsequently, the Japanese army searched all over the city for suspicious elements and arrested thousands of people, but found nothing.

While announcing a state of emergency, Asakagumiya quickly reported to the Tokyo Base Camp through secret communication.

The Japanese base camp received a telegram and immediately held an emergency meeting to discuss countermeasures, how to stabilize the situation, and if Matsui Ishigen is seriously injured, who can replace him as commander of the Central China Front Army, and if the next domestic and international situation is met.

The intelligence agencies in China from various countries are like the smell of blood that sharks smell, focusing their eyes and strength over Nanjing City.

During this chaotic time, at the "Taitual Spirit Festival", news that a group of Japanese sea and land generals such as Matsui Ishione were seriously injured by shelling from the city quickly spread!

In addition, Leng Feng signaled Wu Xiaoyun to use the name of "Yasha" to clearly sign power to the outside world and declared responsibility for the "bombardment" incident.

This news was like a whirlwind, quickly swept across the entire land of China and spread rapidly to the world.

That night, I'm afraid all Chinese newspapers were working overtime, and the workers in printing factories couldn't sleep all night and worked overtime.

There are also the newspaper boy who had been squatting outside the printing factory. No matter how cold they were, they were unwilling to leave because they received the notice that there would be shocking news reports tomorrow morning.

Whenever there is shocking news, the sales of newspapers are very good. Everyone wants to grab the first newspaper and then sell it, so that they can make more money, support themselves and their families.

Although Shanghai has been occupied by the Japanese, the concession is not the world of the Japanese. Many newspapers and famous newspapers from Europe and the United States have established offices here.

Xiaotong rushed to the newspaper office before dawn every day, waiting to receive the newspaper, and then yelled along the street. Today, he thought he was the first, but he did not realize that there was a long queue in front of him.

And the length of the team is still increasing, more than usual, with many strange faces mixed in.

His good friend Xiaoliang was also late and could only stand behind the team. He was a little worried that if the number of newspapers issued today was not enough, it would be very likely that there would be no one here.

Just as Xiaotong was depressed, the newspaper window for the newspaper was opened, at least a quarter of an hour earlier than before.

Stacks of brand new newspapers were taken out from it, with each pack of one thousand copies, usually only four or five thousand copies, but today at least twenty thousand copies.

Xiaotong and Xiaoliang looked at each other and thought to themselves that there must be big news, otherwise the newspaper would not have printed so much, and the Shanghai beaches were occupied by the Japanese. The people's livelihood was in trouble, and the sales of newspapers had dropped by half.

All major newspapers are struggling to hold on, who is stupid enough to do a loss-making business?

We started to distribute newspapers, and everyone has a fixed share every day. If you pay the share, you can leave your own share before you can pay it.

If you want to get some extra, it's not impossible, pay extra money.

It depends on everyone's strength. There are also some newspaper headers that are specially used to send newspapers and then distributed to people below to buy them.

If you see how the newspaper sells it, the newspaper you buy is qualified to decide on the sales method, and you have to take both black and white.

This tabloid newspaper is in trouble. If you have no background, you can only let others bully it.

"Shenbao"'s status in Shanghai is first-class, with both black and white giving three points, so they followed their own rules.

"Xiaotong, how many servings are today?"

"Aunt Hua, I want fifty copies today!" Xiaotong usually takes about thirty copies, but it is already a lot of them to ask for fifty copies today.

"Xiaotong will take a little more today, 100 copies. You owe your share money first, and I will give it to me." This beggar Aunt takes good care of Xiaotong, of course, because he can endure hardships and be smart.

"Thank you, Aunt Hua." Xiaotong was very grateful. If she could sell all of them, her income would be three times that of the past.

The heavy newspaper was held on the wounded, and on the front page, there was a line of eye-catching black words, and the smell of ink was emitting a strong smell:

"Yaksha seeks his life, Japanese chief Matsui Ishione died in Nanjing!"

For a moment, the streets of Shanghai, Wuhan, Tianjin... Such sounds sounded overwhelmingly. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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