"Captain Yao, this...this..." The Japanese translator and announcer of the 1st Corps of the East Henan Province saw the manuscript sent by Yao Heizi, glanced slightly, blushed and stammered.

"Is there any problem with the manuscript? I spent an afternoon writing it. I also asked Chief Xue and Chief Wu to help polish it." Yao Heizi said proudly.

"Sir Xue is also..." The announcer's eyes widened.

"Why, you don't believe it. I first wrote our Chinese characters, and then translated them into Japanese. I will tell you a secret. Chief Xue also likes to read it. My original manuscript was collected by him." Yao Heizi said mysteriously.

"How could Chief Xue be such a person?" The announcer's face turned red. He obviously didn't believe that Yao Heizi was making up randomly. Chief Xue was so wise and powerful, how could he be interested in such "absolute words and erratic words".

"No, I'll ask Adjutant Zhang..."

"No need to ask for instructions. Don't you believe me?" Yao Heizi was a little displeased. Why are you a little announcer like this?

"I believe it, I believe it." The announcer felt a strong pressure, and the beads of sweat on his forehead instantly oozed out. Yao Heizi's murderous aura was very heavy. Although he was restrained, once he took the initiative to emit it, it would be quite terrifying for someone who had never fought on the battlefield.

"broadcast!"

"A Japanese story is broadcast below..."

"Ah snee!" Xue Boling, who was reading the war report under the lamp, suddenly sneezed arbitrarily and thought to himself, "Who is choreographing himself behind his back?"

Don't read the letter today?

The Japanese soldiers on the position were all surprised and raised their ears and heard that the Chinese were really bored and they actually played such tricks.

"Teacher Commander, the Chinese broadcasting has begun again."

"I heard it, my ears are not deaf!" Kenji Doihara said with a hint of choking fireworks.

"Go quickly, what are you talking about on the Chinese radio?" Chief of Staff Tadao Yoshino ordered a Japanese lieutenant.

"Hayi!"

Tell a story?

The Japanese soldiers on the position all laughed. The Chinese were so kind-hearted that they even told them stories. Their nerves were so tense that they were almost broken.

Suddenly someone told them a story. Where can I find such a good thing? Are they still Chinese?

The announcer is a professional. He learned this before joining the army. He served as a host and was also good at Japanese. Although he was not as good as a professional storyteller, he gradually became more and more casual after he got into the role.

He didn't understand why he was asked to tell stories to the Japanese devils opposite him first, and it was some traditional Japanese stories, and even some Japanese jokes.

But he had to listen to Yao Heizi. Yao Heizi had the Shangfang sword of Chief Xue, and he would be held responsible for all matters about the enemy's radio, and he would not be allowed to have any dissatisfaction.

"The division commander, the Chinese radio is telling stories to our soldiers, and it is also our Japanese story!" The lieutenant went out to listen for a while and came back to report.

Kenji Doihara's eyes raised slightly and stood up in surprise. He couldn't understand. The Chinese are idle and have nothing to do, so they can do all these inexplicable things?

Or is there any conspiracy behind this?

"Order the troops and be careful. The Chinese must have conspiracies. They must have wanted to attract our attention in this way and then take the opportunity to attack!" Kenji Doihara's eyes turned, as if he guessed the so-called conspiracy of the Chinese, and ordered sternly.

"Hayi!"

"General, the Chinese are so weird, I'm afraid there will be some tricks. I'll ask to go to the frontier to investigate." Hiroshi Takahashi volunteered.

"Okay, go and have a look, but no action is allowed!" Kenji Doihara thought for a while and agreed to Hiroshi Takahashi's request, but only investigation is allowed, no action is allowed.

Hiroshi Takahashi agreed, and strode out.

"Okay, Xiao Zhang, that's OK. The article I gave you can be played below. Remember to have both emotions and feelings, do you understand the feelings?"

"Yeah!" The announcer who called Xiao Zhang wiped the sweat from his forehead and nodded continuously.

"The following is a legendary story, the name of the story is "My First Half of Life", author: Kenji Doihara..."

"Nani?"

The Japanese in the position were all shocked. This was actually a legendary story written by their division commander himself, and "my first half of life". What's going on?

At this moment, there was a silence in Guide City. All the Japanese officers and soldiers subconsciously raised their heads, raised their ears, and listened carefully to the sounds coming from the radio.

Even Kenji Doihara himself was stunned. What are the Chinese doing?

Leng Feng told Yao Heiko about the wonderful first half of his life, but Yao Heiko added some of his own things, which made it half true and half false, which was interesting.

At the age of three, I peeked at a woman taking a bath... At the age of eight, I started to shoot... At the age of twelve, I forced the sow in the next house... At the age of thirteen, I rolled the sheets with an old and ugly geisha... At the age of sixteen, I hooked my sister-in-law...

Then, it tastes delicious, lazy, casual, unkempt, and often gets beaten. In short, Kenji Doihara, who was born in a samurai family before he went to the military academy, was a naughty child born in a samurai family!

After entering school, I was too naughty. I stole food in class and peeked at the bottom of my female classmates' skirt...

Everything he did was completely a samurai's face.

Listen, listen, Kenji Doihara's lips trembled, his body couldn't help trembling, and his face swelled into pig liver color. This is completely slander and spread rumors. He has been very strict in his tutoring since childhood and has excellent character and academic performance. How could he do such a thing?

The Chinese are too shameless. How can they do such despicable things?

The officers and soldiers of the 14th Division were also stunned, especially the officers standing beside Dohihara, who all quietly looked at Dohihara Kenji.

It turns out that the division commander was such a ridiculous person when he was young!

Tsk, I really can't tell.

"What do you think? This is the Chinese people spreading rumors and slander. How do they know my past? You don't know, how can they know?" Kenji Doihara felt the gaze around him and cursed in anger.

Although it is a rumor, what is said in these sceptical things seem to be true, and this "story" does describe Kenji Doihara's past in detail. Obviously, the person who wrote this thing has a very good understanding of Kenji Doihara's past, otherwise he would not have written it so realistically.

As a subordinate of Kenji Doihara, many people have heard of some things, but after saying this on the radio, it seems that they know more clearly than before.

Some secrets are probably only known to family members who have lived together for decades, but the Chinese broadcast mentioned on how the Chinese know?

Kenji Doihara himself also felt a boundless fear surrounding him.

Is there anything strange and terrible in this world?

The secret hidden in his heart was actually told by his enemies, and it was stripped of a big girl and watched by everyone in public. The feeling of no secrets was so shameless that it was so indignant that it wanted to commit suicide.

Damn, bastard!

Kenji Doihara kept cursing in his heart.

"Order the artillery to blow up these horns for me, blow it up..." Kenji Doihara could no longer control the anger in his heart, and jumped angrily, and ordered hysterically.

"Your Excellency the division commander, the purpose of the Chinese may be to anger you from losing your mind..." Tadao Yoshihide quickly persuaded thousands of people.

"Baga!" Kenji Doihara was sobbed by anger that he shook his hands and slapped Sano Tadaoyi with a loud slap in the face.

"Secretary Commander..."

"Order artillery, fire, fire!"

"fire!"

Dodol...

The Japanese artillery fired, and orange-red ballistics crossed the sky, smashing down at the position of the loudspeaker on the national military position, after a violent explosion.

The speaker "thorn" a few times, and there was no sound.

"Quickly, discover the position of the Japanese artillery position, load it up!" The heavy artillery brigade, which had been waiting solemnly, aimed at the position where the Japanese army had just fired the artillery shells at the order of Xie Zaoshi.

"put!"

Dozens of artillery shells roared and all hit the Japanese artillery positions.

Boom...

A heavy artillery position set up by the Japanese army in Guide City was instantly buried in the sea of ​​fire, with no scum left.

ah!

In the Japanese command, all the Japanese officers' eyes were red, especially Kenji Doihara. In just a few minutes, one of his heavy artillery positions was easily removed by the Chinese. This was a place where he took the initiative to expose him.

He slapped himself more than a dozen times in the face, and kept spitting out his blood before stopping.

"Bastard, bastard, who asked you to order the firing..." Kitani Shitsutsu rushed over from outside, and with just a shell, he was killed in the system of a field heavy artillery corps.

How many artillery remains in his heavy artillery brigade?

How to fight this next battle?

"War well, hahaha..." The command center of the First Corps in East Henan was filled with joy. If you knocked out a heavy artillery position in the Japanese army, the resistance to siege will naturally be greatly reduced, casualties will be reduced, and the agenda for recovery and return to the morality will be greatly advanced.

"This Yao Heizi really wants it!" Xue Boling exclaimed.

"Sir Xue, this has to be coordinated with each other. The tactical cooperation of the troops under Chief Leng is where we learn." Wu Xiqi said.

"Well, their cooperation can indeed increase the combat power by one plus one than two. The previous offensive tactics of infantry, tanks and artillery have already opened our eyes. Du Guangting, this kid, has been circling around others every day. I now understand the purpose of this kid's complaint." Xue Boling smiled.

"Du Guangting wants to steal the master?" Wu Xiqi also had a flash of inspiration, and understood what Xue Boling was thinking.

"This tactic of cooperation is not so easy to learn. Du Guangting wants to gain valuable experience and tactics from others without giving anything. Who do he think he is?" Xue Boling smiled coldly.

"That's right, Chief Leng is a famous slave in wealth, an iron rooster!"

"If you let him hear this, you will probably find an opportunity to hit you hard!" Xue Boling smiled, smiling calmly.

"No way?" Wu Xiqi's face turned miserable.

"It's time to end tonight's show?"

"It seems that there is not yet, Chief Xue, listen..."

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"Why did this boy named Yao play songs for the Japanese?" Xue Boling underestimated.
Chapter completed!