diskusbooks Chapter 295: So fate?
Chapter 295: So fate?
Li Yunlong looked at Wang Meng's overjoyed expression and knew that the matter was basically settled.
"Not only should we commend them, but we should also commend the intelligence personnel of the Eighth Route Army!"
It turned out that after the Japanese Kwantung Army's bombers and airplanes moved to Taiyuan, Xinxiang and Zhengxian, keen intelligence personnel began to collect intelligence and eventually found Japanese soldiers wearing gas masks at various airports.
Therefore, they inferred that these Japanese devils had transported mustard gas bombs from the Northeast to deal with the infantry that was besieging the independent column.
However, they underestimated the independent column's air force and were destroyed at the airport before they even took off.
While their devil soldiers were enjoying their "Yellow No. 1", they turned into devils with festering bodies all over their bodies.
When Yoshio Shinozuka heard the explosions outside Taiyuan City, he knew that his gas warfare had failed.
"Baga! I've told you many times how powerful the Independent Column Air Division is, but they still only sent a few dozen planes!"
The angry Yoshio Shinozuka vented all his anger on the innocent Chinese people and suggested that the North China Front Army launch a large-scale "mopping up operation" to attack the Chinese people and distract the attention of the independent column.
In addition, Yoshio Shinozuka said that this move was a retaliation for the Independent Column's wanton bombing of the airport and siege of Linfen.
There are green tea bitches in every era, and that era was no exception.
Some so-called celebrities and "righteous people" in Shanghai and Beijing began to slander the Independent Column in newspapers, theaters, and radio, demanding that the Independent Column immediately withdraw from Linfen to avoid "casualties."
Even at the gate of the Chongqing official residence, ordinary people began to show up one after another to "petition", causing the transport captain to scratch his head.
"Fuck you! This is all Li Yunlong's fault. Why do you want me to clean up his mess? Let them go find Li Yunlong!"
Sure enough, under Chen Bulei’s suggestion, these ignorant people actually prepared to go to Pingshun and planned to sit in and go on a hunger strike?
After receiving the news, Li Yunlong started to be happy.
"Damn it, these people really don't know what's good for them. I'm fighting the Japanese here with all my might, but they're trying to sabotage me! Well, let them see our attitude. Let's start that thing tomorrow..."
"Press conference?"
"Yes, yes, yes! It's the press conference!"
At noon the next day, an air combat commendation meeting was held in the auditorium of Pingshun Hotel.
All personnel involved in the air combat were awarded the "Bombing Operation Medal", and the pilots who shot down enemy planes were recorded, with a reward of $600 for each enemy plane shot down.
Similarly, all enemy planes destroyed on the ground were counted as the responsibility of the bomber formation, and the charge for each plane was also $600.
At that time, 600 US dollars was not a small amount of money, equivalent to a month's salary of a brigadier general in the US army!
After the award ceremony, Zhao Gang, as the spokesperson for the Independent Column, stepped onto the stage.
"My fellow journalists, we have heard some abnormal remarks in society, saying that we have angered the Japanese and that is why they are preparing to launch a so-called clean-up operation? I have only four words to describe this statement: nonsense!"
Zhao Gang paused and looked at the reporter who was taking notes frantically with a pen.
"Everyone, think back. Did we provoke them during the Port Arthur Massacre? Did we provoke them during the September 18 Incident? Did we provoke them during the Nanjing Incident? Giving in step by step will only lead to more severe persecution!"
Zhao Gang raised the photo in his hand and ordered the staff on site to distribute it.
"My fellow journalists, the photos you see are the heinous crimes committed by the Japanese invaders in Shanxi. They spared no one, from the elderly in their 80s and 90s to babies in the womb!"
When the reporters saw the bloody photos, their originally confused eyes actually became more heroic and angry.
"Take a look at this stack of photos. This is the purpose of our bombing of the enemy's airport, to destroy the enemy's poison gas bombs!"
Photos taken by intelligence personnel were sent to reporters, showing the miserable appearance of the Japanese devils and clouds of smoke.
"If we don't destroy them, these poison gas bombs may fall on your head and mine! Those people with festering skin and a life worse than death will be you, me, and our compatriots!"
It has to be said that Zhao Gang is indeed a natural spokesperson. With just a few words he aroused the anger of the reporters.
"Political Commissar Zhao, we must immediately expose the true face of the Japanese devils!"
"Yes, surrender never brings peace, but only suffering!"
"Fuck! Damn Japs!"
Zhao Gang let out a long sigh, then walked off the stage. Now it was Wang Meng's turn to go on stage.
"Reporter friends, I have some small news here. If you are interested, you can take a look, but it is for internal reference only. I will not recognize it outside the door!"
Wang Meng sent out some photos. These photos were all about the dirty deeds of those green tea bitches, such as mistresses, adultery, and taking money. All of them were "with pictures and the truth."
Li Yunlong also grabbed a portion and shared it with Zhao Gang with great relish.
"Damn, he's playing it pretty wild!"
"Lao Li, where did Mengzi get these photos?"
Li Yunlong pinched his thumb and index finger together, and Zhao Gang immediately understood that paparazzi are not a product of modern society.
In the end, the Japanese were defeated miserably in this war of public opinion.
Outside the city of Linfen, cannons roared and bombers also joined in the fun, which was considered a response to the Japanese invasion.
The "stubborn earth weapons" under the city are also working continuously. According to the progress, it is estimated that they will be able to dig into the underground of Linfen City in three to five days.
During this period of waiting, Wang Meng once again encouraged and cheered up the factories in the military industrial fortress, striving to achieve self-sufficiency in light and heavy weapons as soon as possible.
"Professor Zhou, we can basically produce our own artillery and compulsory ammunition, but you still can't just sit there and do nothing. Next, you still have to increase steel production. Go talk to the Mechanical Research Institute and build a few more production lines!"
Zhou Ren nodded. He knew that the war now was fought with steel.
Which of these guns, cannons, and bullets does not require steel?
There are also mass-produced jeeps, training aircraft, etc., and of course, the experimental steamers, which require even more steel.
Wang Meng followed Zhou Ren and continued to stroll around the steel production line, and at this time he met Lin Han, an advanced worker who was poached from Fengtian.
"Lin Han, have you been doing well recently? I heard that you have become the workshop director. You have to work hard. After all, I paid a lot of money to buy you!"
After Wang Meng finished speaking, he started laughing, while Zhou Ren and Lin Han did not react at all.
"Oh, not funny."
Wang Meng touched his nose and then walked around the workshop.
But after a while, he met Lin Han again and greeted him again.
He went to three workshops in succession and met Lin Han three more times.
"Lin Han, are we so destined to be together?"