Wuhan, Luojia Mountain Tingsonglu.

The midday broadcast of Nanjing Voice has ended for several minutes, but Chairman Jiang, a group of staff, and Xiao Tongzi, the president of the Central News Agency, was still immersed in the sadness just now.

After a long time, Chairman Jiang sighed softly, pulling everyone's thoughts back to reality.

Chairman Jiang sighed lightly, turned to Wang Shihe and said, "Shihe, I'll leave this matter to you."

Chairman Jiang's words were speechless, but as the chief guard who had been with him for many years, Wang Shihe instantly understood what Chairman Jiang meant.

At that moment, Wang Shihe said solemnly: "Let Yu Jiemin return to Fenghua!"

Wang Shihe's intention was to not only ask the guard Yu Jiemin to personally tell Cao Jun's suicide note to his old mother, but also convey the orders from the attendant's room to let Fenghua County properly arrange Cao Jun's mother's life.

Chairman Jiang nodded and said, "The pension work of the families of the fallen soldiers must be taken seriously in the future. We must not let our soldiers both bleeding and cry!"

Qian Dajun nodded repeatedly when he heard this.

After giving two instructions on the pension work of the fallen soldiers, Chairman Jiang's thoughts immediately returned to the Nanjing defense battle itself, and said to several of his confidant aides and Xiao Tongzi, "You guys say, where is Zhong Yi singing?"

"This is not simple." Zheng Jiemin rushed to answer, "It's just to appease the hearts of the officers and soldiers of the 367th Regiment and let them join the battle without interruption!"

"It's not just that." He Zhonghan shook his head and said, "This move can also greatly boost the morale of the officers and soldiers of the 367th Regiment!"

"What Brother Junshan said is very true." Qian Dajun gave He Zhonghan a positive comment without any trace, and then continued, "Martyr Cao Jun's precious book is not only brilliant, but also sincere, showing a young man's patriotism to the fullest. After listening to the radio, the officers and soldiers of the 367th Regiment must have a stronger desire to fight to the death and serve the country!"

Xiao Tongzi, who was on the other side, couldn't help but interrupt and said, "I'm afraid there are more than that."

"Oh?" Chairman Jiang asked with great interest, "What are the opinions of President Xiao?"

Xiao Tongzi said: "Martyr Cao Jun's sincere suicide note can not only greatly encourage the morale of the 367th Regiment, strengthen the will of the entire regiment to serve the country with all soldiers, but also greatly encourage the morale of the military and civilians across the country, but also greatly strengthen the determination of the military and civilians across the country to fight against the war. This is particularly important to China at present!"

Xiao Tongzi deserves to be a propaganda spoken player, hitting the nail on the head! But Chairman Jiang has a different view!

"President Xiao is worthy of being a propaganda work, and his vision is unique!" Chairman Jiang praised first, and then changed the subject and said, "But President Xiao, you still missed the most important point!"

Xiao Tongzi laughed in his heart, but said on the surface: "I would like to ask the Chairman to resolve the doubts."

Chairman Jiang smiled slightly and continued: "Zhong Yi's real intention in this move is probably for the 100,000 soldiers who are still stranded in Nanjing at this moment!"

Several of his confidants suddenly felt a stern.

Yes, why did we forget this?

Chairman Jiang asked Qian Dajun again: "Mu Yin, have you contacted the 367th Regiment?"

"This..." Qian Dajun's forehead immediately had a fine bead of sweat and replied, "No, Bei Zhi has been asking the radio operators of the communications office to call the 367th regiment continuously, but there has been no response until now."

"This Zhong Yi." Chairman Jiang's brows immediately frowned, "Why don't you respond?"

After pondering for a moment, Chairman Jiang said again: "If it really doesn't work, let the Military Control Commission send someone to find Zhong Yi directly. In short, no matter what, you have to contact the 367th Regiment before tomorrow!"

...

Almost at the same time, Hirohito also called several ministers to the Imperial Palace Imperial Hall.

However, in comparison, the atmosphere in the Imperial Office is much more solemn than Tingsonglu.

The reason is very simple, because the Japanese army's military operations in Nanjing were very unsuccessful. After a morning of hard fighting, not only did they fail to wipe out the remnants of the Kuomintang army that were fighting stubbornly, but they paid a heavy price!

This loss list includes more than 500 brave imperial soldiers, six Type 95 light tanks, more than 800 firearms and more than ten grenade launchers!

Although this loss is nothing in terms of quantity alone.

But considering that this number was only a morning loss, and it was not ambushed, but was killed and injured by the enemy in frontal battles, this is very rare!

However, this is not what really makes the atmosphere of the Imperial Office stagnate!

What really made the atmosphere of the Imperial Office become solemn is that the Kuomintang army actually followed suit and started a live broadcast!

Just now, Hirohito and the others listened to the National Army's radio, and there were always Chinese translators on the scene.

After listening to the National Army's radio, Hirohito's face suddenly subsided, and the atmosphere in the Imperial Office was also stagnant!

Because the quality of the radio program of Guojun is unexpectedly high, even better than the programs produced by NHK radio station's ace host Hibimiko!

This is not a good thing for the Japanese army and even the entire Japan!

Facing Hirohito's intimate gaze, the Minister of the Operations Department, Shimomura Tatsumiya, was really feeling like he was on pins and needles.

Shimomura Tatsuya really wanted to say that whoever came up with the bad idea of ​​live broadcast should be responsible, but he didn't have the courage to do so! Because the Emperor agreed to broadcast the Battle of Nanjing through the radio!

Whoever dares to question the live broadcast is to slap the emperor in the face!

Under Hirohito's gaze, fine beads of sweat quickly oozing from Shimomura's forehead.

After wiping a sweat, Shimura paused and said, "His Majesty the Emperor, the defeat this morning was not surprising. After all, the Imperial Army lacked the necessary preparations, and the heavy artillery did not have time to transport it into Nanjing City. Moreover, the Chinese troops occupied by Xinjiekou are also the most difficult Zhong Yi 367th Regiment, so, so..."

"Yimura-kun, you don't have to explain." Hirohito waved his hand and interrupted Tadashi Shiimura and said, "I am not disappointed with the failure this morning, and I will not be discouraged by it. What really makes me dissatisfied is the performance of NHK Radio Station in the morning. Please be sure to tell NHK Radio Station that I will be broadcast tonight, and I hope I can hear some interesting things!"

"Hayi!" Shimomura Takkang knelt down and stood up, bowed heavily, "I will definitely convey the emperor's emperor's decree to NHK radio and to Miss Miko Hibino!"

"Yo Xi." Hirohito nodded happily, "Go."

"Hayi!" Shimomura Taki paused his head again, got up and retreated from the imperial station.

Watching Tadami Shimura leave, Hirohito frowned and said to the remaining ministers, "You guys say that it would be a wrong decision to take the initiative to provoke this live public opinion war?"
Chapter completed!