Daquan Lane, the 4th Squadron of the 3rd Battalion of Kumamoto United attacked the position.

Although she was already very tired, Minataro was still insisting on writing a diary.

For Nantaro, writing a diary has become a part of his life. You can not eat food and drink water, but you must write a diary, and you can write it as soon as you have time!

Nantaro picked up his pen and wrote in his diary: "The 367th regiment is too tenacious!"

"Before I met the 367th Regiment, I never thought that the Chinese army could be so tenacious!"

"Speaking of this, the Chinese army we encountered on the battlefield of Songhu were also very brave. They often charged at the Imperial Army without fear of death, but the results were often very miserable!"

"It is not difficult to defeat other Chinese troops!"

"But the 367th Regiment is an exception. This army is really hard to defeat!"

"This 367 ball is like an iron walnut that can never be smashed!"

"No matter how many troops the Imperial Army invests or how many shells the Imperial Army fires, the results are the same. When the Imperial Army thinks victory is in sight, the remaining soldiers of the 367th Regiment will always sing loud military songs, like cockroaches that will never be killed, rising from the ruins and rubble piles!"

"It is said that the reason why the 367th Regiment is so difficult to deal with is just because of one person!"

"This person is the leader of the 367th Regiment, Zhong Yi, a man who graduated from the American West Point Military Academy!"

"If I had the chance, I really wanted to ask him in person, but I think we are more likely to meet on the battlefield. The only hope is not to meet him as a prisoner of war! That would be shameful!"

As the diary was written here, Nantaro suddenly heard a burst of rapid footsteps in his ears.

At that moment, Minataro quickly put away her notebook, put it in her bag, and then raised her head.

As soon as he looked up, Minamitaro saw the squadron leader Tanaka Junkihiko coming over with an inconspicuous woman. This woman was the host of NHK radio, Miko Hibino!

Tanaka Jun Yoshi took Hibino Miko to Nantaro, turned around and left.

When Minataro was confused, Miko Hibino bowed to him and said, "Hello, Nanjun."

"Hai." Minataro quickly paused and said hurriedly, "Miss Hibino, hello, hello."

Seeing Minataro's cramped look, Miko Hibichi smiled slightly and said, "Nanjun, please don't be nervous. I heard that you have learned sign language, have you?"

"Hai!" Minataro said, "I used my spare time to study when I was in a non-commissioned officer school."

"Yo Xi!" Miko Hibino smiled slightly and said, "Then, I have a small request, I hope Nanjun must agree to me."

"Hai!" Minataro said, "I don't know, what Miss Hibino wants me to do?"

Miko Hibino said: "It's very simple. After the attack is launched later, Nanjun can report to me the latest progress of the Xinjiekou battlefield through sign language."

"Hai!" Minataro subconsciously paused and then said, "But, Miss Hibino, your NHK radio station's live broadcast car seems to be a bit too far from Xinjiekou?"

"It doesn't matter!" Miko Hibino said, "At that time, our live broadcast car will follow you forward. On the premise of ensuring safety, we can ensure that we can receive the sign language you sent by Nanjun."

"If this is the case, then there will be no problem." Minataro said happily.

Miko Hibino bowed deeply and said, "Mr. Nan, please!"

"Hayi!" Nantaro also bowed deeply. This situation looked like a couple bowing each other.

At this time, a sharp gathering whistle suddenly sounded in front of him. Nantaro raised his head and gave an apologetic glance to Miko Hibino, then picked up the 38-large cover and steel helmet, and hurried forward.

Watching Minataro leave, Miko Hibino waved and shouted, "Nanjun, please remember sign language!"

"Hai, I will remember it!" Minataro bowed to Miko Hibichino while retreating, then held the helmet in her hand on her head, then ran towards the assembly point with her rifle.

It was not until Miko Hibino's figure disappeared into the crowd that Miko Hibino's pretty face slowly cooled down, then turned back to the live broadcast car, and ordered the driver to follow the 4th Squadron while turning on the broadcast equipment.

...

In Tokyo, the U.S. Embassy in Japan.

Jensen walked into the lounge and said to Stilwell: "Joseph, our trip has been delayed."

"Oh, is that?" Stilwell shrugged and continued to fiddle with the radio in front of him.

Jensen poured himself a glass of water, took the cup of water and asked, "Why, it hasn't been fixed yet?"

"The radio is fine!" Stilwell shrugged and said regretfully, "It seems that the radio equipment in Nanjing has malfunctioned."

"It may be that someone has something wrong." Jensen shook the water cup and said, "The young and beautiful Miss Xiao Bing is likely to have died."

Stilwell's eyes dimmed: "It's possible."

"Then let's listen to Japan's NHK first." Jensen put down the water cup, turned the knob of the radio, and adjusted the frequency band to the NHK radio station's frequency.

Soon, the pleasant sound of Hibino Miko was heard from the radio.

Jansen called the Japanese translator who accompanied him in and translated on the spot.

While listening, the translator translated: "Dear listeners, hello, I am your old friend, Miko Hirihino, I am really happy that we will meet again so soon."

"Just just now, the 6th Field Artillery Regiment of the Imperial Army and the 10th Field Heavy Artillery Regiment of the Imperial Army fired no less than 500 tear gas bombs at the China position at Xinjiekou. We have reason to believe that at this moment, the Chinese army, which was huddled at Xinjiekou and still tried to resist stubbornly, must have been crying and fell to the ground and could not get up!"

"However, the Great Japanese Imperial Army is kind. Tears gas will cause the Chinese army to lose its resistance, but it will not cause fatal damage to their bodies! After the battle is over, these Chinese army will be able to recover soon."

Hearing this, Stilwell couldn't help but look at Jensen, and then shook his head at the same time.

Obviously, neither of them believed that the Japanese army would only fire tear gas at the Chinese army!

The next moment, a strong sense of worry appeared in Stilwell's eyes. The Japanese army was crazy about using poison gas bombs. The situation of the Chinese army was probably even worse!

Jensen obviously thought of this and said, "Joseph, the 367th Regiment is in big trouble!"

"I'm afraid it's!" Stilwell began to scribble his chest as he spoke, "My lord, please bless them to avoid the attack of the Japanese gas bomb!"

Seeing Stilwell crossing, Jansen just shook his head.
Chapter completed!