In Nanjing, Zhongshan South Road.

When the four words "Tanaka Junyi" were spoken in the high-power broadcast of the live broadcast car, more than 200 Japanese soldiers in one corner turned their heads and looked at one place.

Although more Japanese soldiers around him did not turn around, they also began to whisper.

At the intersection of the sights of more than two hundred Japanese soldiers was a Japanese officer with the rank of captain.

The Japanese officer looked listless and was chewing the cold and hard rice balls in his hands. When more than 200 officers and soldiers in this squadron looked at him one after another, they felt a little confused.

At this time, a second lieutenant whispered: "Captain, listen to the radio, broadcast!"

"Broadcast?" The captain officer whispered in a wooden manner, and subconsciously turned his head to look at the live broadcast car ahead.

Then, the captain heard the voice of Miko Hibino from the radio: "My beloved husband, Tanaka Jun Yoshi!"

Hearing this, the captain's pupils contracted sharply, and the rice balls in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter. He sat stiffly in the place as if someone had imposed a fixed method.

Miko Hibino's voice sounded again: "My beloved husband, Tanaka Junyoshi: Today is your birthday. When you are in the distant China and expanding territory for the empire, I have jumped into the cold Tokyo Bay, with infinite loyalty to the empire and deep love for you!"

"Shaozi! My Ahaozi?!"

Hearing this, the captain stood up suddenly and started to wail heart-wrenchingly.

At this moment, everyone in the Kumamoto corps, including Okamoto Yoshiyuki and Toshiya Yuichi, turned their heads and looked at them, and the eyes of more than two thousand people instantly gathered on the captain officer.

This captain officer is nothing else, but Tanaka Junyi!

Facing the gaze of more than 2,000 people, Tanaka Junyi was unaware of it and just stared at the live broadcast car ahead!

It can be seen that Tanaka Junkihito and his wife had a very good relationship. He was stunned when he heard the bad news!

On the radio, Miko Hibino's voice continued: "My beloved husband, goodbye. From now on, you can gallop on the battlefield for the empire and His Majesty the Emperor without any worries. My only hope is that you can kill all the Chinese people, regardless of gender, age, and all the Chinese people!"

"Only by killing all the Chinese people, the vast and fertile Far Eastern continent will belong to the Heman race!"

"Only with a fertile continent can we and the human race have a bright future! Husband, kill for the sake of the empire, for His Majesty the Emperor, and for the Yamato nation! Go and kill for the sake of the death!"

"Your beloved wife, Akiko! The morning of December 13, 2012!"

Hearing this, Tanaka Junji fell to the ground and burst into tears: "Akiko, my Akiko!"

With tears in her eyes, two pairs of long military boots walked to Tanaka Jun Yoshi and looked up, but found that it was the commander of the regiment, Okamoto Yoshika, the deputy regiment of the regiment Yuichi Toshiya.

"Your Excellency Colonel!" Tanaka Junyi quickly stood up and stood attentively and paused.

Okamoto Yoshinori waved his hand and asked, "Tanaka, are you in pain now? Are you angry?"

Tanaka Junyi paused her head heavily and said with gritted teeth: "Hayi!"

"That's right to suffer! That's right to anger!" Okamoto said with a grim voice, "Pour your pain and anger on the Chinese people, and kill all the Chinese soldiers on the opposite side!"

"It's not just the Chinese soldiers!" Tanaka Junyi said, "It's all the Chinese people, I want to kill them all! This is also Akiko's last wish!"

"Yoxi!" Okamoto nodded happily, then took off the sword on his waist, handed it over and said, "This saber is named Tsuda Echonmae Morisuke Hiroshi, which was made by Tsuda Susaka Hiroshi in the eighth year of Yenbao. This is a treasure sword passed down from generation to generation! I will give you this sword now, and I hope you can use this knife to kill all the Chinese people!"

"Hayi!" Tanaka Junyi bowed his head heavily, "I will definitely live up to the entrustedness of the Colonel!"

"Yoxi!" Okamoto nodded happily, and when he turned his gaze to the other officers and soldiers of the Kumamoto corps, he found that the mental outlook of the entire army had undergone earth-shaking changes.

Although they all look very tired, the slackness and frustration that just now have disappeared!

Instead, it is a kind of progress, perseverance, morale that comes from the heart and from the outside, and has been completely restored!

But Okamoto still felt that something was missing. He climbed onto a tank, waved his short arms and roared loudly, "Warriors, don't forget that you are from Mian Kyushu and from Satsuma! You are the descendants of Kumamoto Warriors who have 'black skin and bright red blood', and you are invincible!"

“Onboard!”

“Onboard!”

“Onboard!”

More than two thousand Japanese infantry cheered like a tsunami, with a thunderous expression.

Seeing that the atmosphere had almost been brewing, Okamoto Yoshinori suddenly raised his right hand and pressed forward with a silence, then roared at the top of his lungs: "Kumamoto United, Tao Shi, Tao Shi, Tao Shi, Tao Shi..."

“Onboard!”

“Onboard!”

“Onboard!”

The more than 2,000 infantrymen of the Kumamoto Regiment immediately rushed to Zhongshan South Road with the 38th brigade.

Tanaka Junyi even took off her cotton uniform and shirt, and exposed her upper body, holding the "Tsuda Ekimae Morisuke Hiroshi" saber that Okamoto had just given him, and rushed forward screaming.

This time, Okamoto Joyuki also took the initiative and transferred all the only two brigades, trying his best!

Okamoto Boyu was also very clear. If he still couldn't win Xinjiekou this time, his Kumamoto corps would have been crippled, and his military career has basically come to an end, so there is no need to leave any room for anything! In this battle, either the 367th regiment on the opposite side died or their 13th regiment!

...

Xinjiekou, the top floor of the Central News Agency Building.

Zhong Yi and Yang Chen stood in front of the window. Through the broken window, they could clearly see countless Japanese infantry advancing north along Zhongshan South Road under the guidance of several tanks. At the same time, among the ruins of civilian houses on the left and right sides of Zhongshan South Road, there were also a large number of Japanese infantry advancing rapidly by setting up ladders.

"Old Yang, did you see it?" Zhong Yi said sternly, "The Japanese are going to fight to the death!"

"I saw it!" Yang Chen nodded heavily and said again, "The Japanese are anxious!"

Zhong Yi said again: "This time, relying solely on the independent 1st Battalion, I am afraid that I can't stop the Japanese attack. Therefore, your 3rd Battalion must be prepared to launch a counterattack at the most critical moment!"

"I understand!" Yang Chen nodded, "As long as we have our 3rd battalion, the Japanese will not step into the Bank of China Building!"

Zhong Yi nodded and said in a deep voice: "Go and prepare!"
Chapter completed!