My name is Rukawa Kaede, and I am from Kyoto Imperial University. "
"Rukawa Kaede" Meng Shaoyuan's tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes as he spoke: "This is my first time in Shanghai. Just now, when I passed through the area controlled by the Chinese, I saw many soldiers. I took another look... one Chinese officer, call me over. I only know a little bit of Chinese. As soon as I speak, they will beat me..."
The range of motion is slightly larger.
It hurts.
Damn it, Zhu Yanni, Tian Qi, Xiang Shounong, you three just wait for me and see how I deal with you when I get back.
"careful."
Matsumoto Guangbang saw the pain of "Rukawa Kaede" and hurriedly helped him.
Meng Shaoyuan burst into tears: "And those Chinese people... they beat me and insulted me... not only men, but also women, kicking me desperately... you see..."
Hiroyuki Matsumoto helped him open one. There was a bruise on his ribs, which was kicked out by shoes... and high heels...
"Bagaya!" Yamada Hirotaka was angry: "How dare these China pigs treat a citizen of the Japanese Empire like this, bastards, bastards! I will definitely make them pay the price."
The surrounding Japanese soldiers and expatriates were moved when they saw the numerous scars on "Rukawa Kaede". While hating the Chinese people, they all felt great sympathy for "Rukawa Kaede".
"Later... a Chinese general showed up..." Meng Shaoyuan gasped: "He stopped his subordinates and the people, told me to get out, and said to me, 'This is the land of the Chinese, Shanghai, absolutely not. Become the second Marco Polo Bridge!'"
"Let the war begin, let the war begin!" Yamada Hirotaka said with a livid face: "Let the empire's artillery fire completely overwhelm Shanghai. Let those arrogant China pigs pay the price they deserve!"
"Don't cry, Rukawa-kun." Matsumoto Hiangkuni suddenly said sternly: "I checked and found that you have all flesh wounds. As a citizen of the empire, these minor injuries are completely bearable. Revenge, revenge! Take up arms, join the volunteer team, and fight those Chinese people to the end!"
"Fight to the end! Fight to the end!" Meng Shaoyuan became fanatical in an instant: "Please give me weapons, I will fight those Chinese people to the end, let them see the bravery of the people of the empire!"
Matsumoto Guangkuni nodded with satisfaction and called an expatriate: "Yochuan, take Mr. Rukawa to the school and give him some medicine. By the way, remember to bring weapons. Maybe those Chinese people in the university will do the same. Not friendly to us.”
"Okay." Yuechuan helped Meng Shaoyuan up: "Ruchuan-kun, come with me."
Meng Shaoyuan stood up pretending to be struggling while quickly observing the military deployment of the Japanese position.
When passing by a bungalow, he vaguely saw a helmet flashing in the house.
"Are there any soldiers from the empire there?" Meng Shaoyuan stopped and asked.
"Keep your voice down, it's a secret."
Koshikawa looked around and lowered his voice: "Here, there is a reinforced heavy-armed squad. Once the war starts, as long as the Chinese dare to attack brazenly, this squad will give them a heavy blow."
Holy shit!
Although the Japanese spies are not very capable, the military commanders of their army are too cunning.
Once the Chinese army launches an attack and the battle reaches a critical moment, a heavily armed squad armed with two heavy machine guns and two 20MM anti-tank guns suddenly appears, which will cause the attacking troops to suffer heavy losses.
This information must be sent out immediately.
When I walked into Hujiang University, more than half of the teachers and students inside had evacuated. The remaining ones saw two Japanese speaking Japanese. Although they dared to be angry and dare not speak, they all had a look of contempt. Eyes.
Yuechuan supported Meng Shaoyuan and came to the infirmary with familiarity.
There was only one female nurse inside, who looked very young.
"Where's Dr. Hong?" Yuechuan asked in broken Chinese.
"It's Mr. Koshikawa." The female doctor recognized him: "Dr. Hong has taken a few days off."
Once the war breaks out, Hujiang University will be in a war zone. Who wants to stay here?
"Ah, I'm going to trouble you, Nurse Liu." Yuechuan helped Meng Shaoyuan sit down: "Mr. Liuchuan is injured. Please give him some medicine. Please."
"Oh, wait."
"Jun Yuechuan, I'm a little sad, please help me." Meng Shaoyuan suddenly said.
"OK."
Yuechuan hurriedly supported Meng Shaoyuan.
But at this moment, his throat suddenly tightened.
Meng Shaoyuan strangled his throat with one hand, covered his mouth with the other hand, and then whispered in his ear: "Shh, shh, it will be fine in a while, it will be fine in a minute." Thank you for taking care of me along the way, thank you.”
Yuechuan struggled desperately, but he couldn't get rid of it no matter what.
Meng Shaoyuan actually raised his head and glanced at Nurse Liu.
Nurse Liu, who was holding the medicine, turned around and looked at the sudden scene in front of her with an expression of indifference.
Meng Shaoyuan exerted his strength.
With a sound of "G", Yuechuan stopped struggling and his whole body went limp.
Meng Shaoyuan slowly put his body down, his body began to hurt again, and he scolded all the ancestors of Tian Qi in his heart, and then said:
"I have a cold and a headache. Do you have any aspirin?"
Nurse Liu replied calmly: "No, I have a cold. Just drink more water."
"Can I drink the frozen sour plum soup?"
"Better not drink it frozen."
"Damn it, who came up with this secret code to make it look like a conversation with a fool."
After Meng Shaoyuan finished correcting the code, he couldn't help but cursed.
Nurse Liu chuckled, then quickly put away her smile: "I am Liu Meihua from Shanghai District, lurking in Group Four, codenamed 'Ye Ye'."
The person who chose this code name is also a fucking genius. Who would have thought that "Yan Ye" was actually a pretty female nurse?
"I am Meng Shaoyuan from the Supervision Office."
"Hello, sir."
The war was about to start in a few hours, and Meng Shaoyuan had no time to say anything more: "Where is the radio station?"
"plz follow me."
Helping Meng Shaoyuan to carry Yuechuan's body to the duty room next door, Liu Meihua got under the bed, opened a hidden compartment on the floor, and took out a radio station.
"Generate electricity..." Meng Shaoyuan pondered for a moment: "The Japanese position at Hujiang University hides the reinforced heavy equipment team...artillery target, area 4...3, 6...simultaneously bomb 1, 7...young master."
"Okay, sir."
"Report, the young master sent a telegram, Hujiang University found a hidden Japanese heavy armor squad."
"Report to the 87th Division immediately. Quick, move fast!"
Tian Qi held the telegram in his hand and shook his head.
Meng Shaoyuan went to Hujiang University?
Yes, that's the area he's personally responsible for.
But why would he let someone beat him up?
Can't figure it out.
I'm afraid only he himself knows what this young master wants to do...
The telegram was sent, and Meng Shaoyuan breathed a long sigh of relief.
After the war, the artillery units will inevitably carry out precise and violent bombing of the Japanese positions, which will greatly reduce the casualties of the infantry brothers.
I place my hopes on my artillery brothers.
To be honest, China's artillery development is not worth talking about, but the artillerymen are impressive enough.
Since September 18th, China's artillery construction has almost turned in a blank in just six years. Originally, the Chinese army placed great hope in the "Buffus", but the "Buffus" completely failed in terms of mule and horse power and could not be used as a standard artillery for mass production.
So the Ordnance Industry Department simply gave up mules and horses, and took an ambitious step into motorization, developing car-pulled 75mm field guns and 100mm light howitzers.
However, the two types of standard artillery that shouldered heavy responsibilities were not successfully developed before the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War, and ultimately only existed in archives.
The Chinese army spent a lot of money to purchase the 150mm "Rhine" heavy howitzer.
However, the artillery heavy industry could not keep up with the "Rhine" heavy artillery, and could not even make artillery shells. As a result, the field artillery's self-made artillery projects before the Anti-Japanese War dropped to zero.
When the Anti-Japanese War broke out, the Chinese army did not have any artillery that could be produced online. The artillery troops had no choice but to adapt to the situation and shoot whatever artillery was available.
In another era, Meng Shaoyuan also talked to his good friend, Xiao Yan, a military enthusiast. The words probably contained some contempt for the Chinese artillery during the Anti-Japanese War. As a result, Xiao Yan slapped the table:
"Fart, you layman. Without German artillery, we wouldn't have been able to fight the war for eight years."
Of course Meng Shaoyuan was not convinced.
So, Little Glasses lit up a cigarette, took a puff, and said slowly: "Have you ever heard of the artillery battle at Yuelu Mountain? There were just eight miscellaneous artillery pieces. The person in charge of measuring them was the battalion headquarters of the 2nd Battalion of the 2nd Battalion of the 2nd Yuelu Mountain Artillery Regiment. , as long as there are surveyors in the battalion headquarters, they can carry out artillery battles that the German consultants are proud of. Dong Hao, the commander of the 2nd Battalion, is a tenth-term gunnery student of the military academy. He is an officer trained strictly by standard German coaches. Most of the officers and soldiers at all levels have attended the artillery school, and eight cannons have created miracles.
As soon as the war started, an old antique cannon from the Russo-Japanese War exploded, but the seven cannons still created a miracle in the history of the war. Beyond the visual field of view, the artillery shells drove the Japanese soldiers who could not be directly observed into a pile like sheep, and concentrated their firepower to strike annihilatingly!
The 2nd Artillery Battalion used three rounds of artillery shells. As a result, they took out the clip and fired effectively, and the clip distance did not exceed 25 meters. If the gap is too large, the Japanese troops will inevitably scatter in all directions, instead of being forced closer to the center by two artillery shells, like being herded into a group.
The artillery's miraculous skills amazed the local people. Three major battles were fought in Changsha. The refugees and people in Changsha City were all vicious referees who were used to seeing big battles. In Changsha dialect, playing cannon is called "dropping cannon". Because the performance of Chinese artillery is so incredible that it is widely said among the people that this is a "cannon dropped by foreigners". "
But who could have imagined that this was a miracle created by serious Chinese artillery.
The Battle of Songhu is still a few hours away, and it's time for the Chinese artillery to truly show its strength on the battlefield.
Meng Shaoyuan sat down, lit a cigarette, and took a slow drag. He suddenly found that as the war approached, his mood became so calm.
