"Kawakami, listen, what's the sound..."

"It seems to be a singing voice, who is singing?"

"Yes, opposite..." The spoken soldier Qiuyuan pointed his stuttering fingers at the dark area opposite, and the sound came from there.

There is the Chinese position.

“Nakuda, Nakuda…”

"Sakura is cherry blossom!" Japanese soldiers on the position shouted excitedly. This is a famous Japanese folk song called "Sakura Blossom", which is a song describing missing his hometown.

Sweet and beautiful, like the call of relatives. Many soldiers had just experienced the heavy artillery position being razed to the ground. Under the fear of death, they suddenly heard such a song, and a man couldn't help crying.

The young one thinks of the elderly parents at home, and the married one thinks of the wife at home and the hungry children...

Some people remembered the love and people who were far away from Japan.

That farewell night is probably no longer there.

He may never go back again, and he will not see his mother, chess pieces, and love.

Missing and pessimism spread rapidly on the position, and many Japanese soldiers could not control their emotions and started to cry. Many of them had been brainwashed by the Bushido spirit, but at this moment, they seemed to forget that they were a samurai who was not afraid of death and was determined to open up the territory for the Emperor.

They have returned to themselves and have found that they seem to have human emotions.

"Baga, bastard, don't cry, cowards, you cowards..." The officers on the position immediately found something wrong. If this continues, sooner or later, the soldiers under their command will be distracted and their morale will be depressed. How can they resist the attack of the Chinese?

"Sakura" was soon played. After a brief calm, the sound of the loudspeaker sounded again. This time it was not the record played, but a person singing it alone.

It's a real person singing.

More than 30 years later, this song is a very classic Japanese folk song, and it also describes homesickness plots. Leng Feng taught Yao Heizi and others to sing Japanese culture.

"Spring in the North"

Singer: Yao Heizi.

White (しら)Birch (かば) Green (あお) Solar (ぞら) South (みなみ) Wind (かぜ)

こぶし咲(さ)くあの丘(おか)北国(きたぐに)の

ああ, Northland (きたぐに)の最(はる)

...

Xiao Zhang's announcer has been completely petrified. Captain Yao is simply a monster. He is a Chinese, so why does he sing Japanese songs? Wait for a while, it seems that he sang quite nicely.

Why am I still a little moved?

Don’t you know that Xue Boling and Wu Xiqi were also stunned in the command center of the 1st Corps in East Henan. They heard that the voice was from Yao Heizi.

This bad guy looks like a veteran, why do you sing Japanese songs? Although his voice is not very good and his tone is not very accurate.

But why does it sound like a desolate feeling, a feeling that makes your nose sore?

"What kind of freak are Leng Guoguang's men?" Xue Boling looked at his chief of staff Wu Xiqi with a strange look.

Wu Xiqi smiled embarrassedly: "Sir Xue, this genius is probably only someone like Chief Leng who can train it."

"God, genius!" Xue Boling couldn't help but want to reach out to Leng Feng to ask for someone, but this thought arose and he took the initiative to press it down.

Such talents will probably become mediocre in not long after they are under their own hands. Only those who are like Leng Feng, who are so arrogant and lawless, can return their talents as they wish.

Can a person who has changed his troops to make his subordinates do this?

If he hadn't given Leng Feng this trust, I'm afraid he might not have tried his best to help him. Yasha, no wonder the Japanese hated him to the core.

"Captain Xue, front-line observation report, heard crying from the Japanese positions."

"The Japanese army is crying?" Xue Boling and Wu Xiqi were both stunned. This made the Japanese cry?

"Go and go to the position to take a look."

Woo woo...

"Captain Xue, listen, the Japanese are crying, they are crying so sadly, as if they are dead." A battalion commander of the 88th Division led Xue Boling and his party into the trenches and approaching the edge of the front position.

When the wind came, Xue Boling really heard a faint crying sound.

Yao Heizi almost finished singing the song "Spring of the North", and he was also jealous. Obviously, as he sang, he brought himself in.

"Captain Yao, wipe the towel!"

"Thank you, I haven't sang deeply in love for a long time. It's still a Japanese song. I hope I can make the Japanese sing homesick. When the Japanese sing homesick, they won't care so much about war."

"Captain Yao, are you still singing below?"

"If you don't sing it, this song will sing my old Yao's emotions, and you won't be able to sing it anymore." Yao Heizi waved his hands repeatedly.

"Wait for a while, let's release the "Hometown", which is called repeated, and repeated!" Yao Heizi sat down, took a slice of the cut watermelon, took a bite, and ordered.

"good!"

The morale of the army is floating, and the whole army cries!

When Kenji Doihara heard the news, his eyes turned dark and he almost fainted from anger.

Despicable and shameless!

Kenji Doihara can only use these two words to describe Xue Boling. How could he come up with such a "despicable" trick to deal with the Imperial Japanese Army?

We must quickly stabilize the morale of the army, otherwise we don’t have to fight this battle. If the enemy attacks tomorrow, what kind of resistance will we have?

"The division commander, the Chinese army sang again..."

"Nani?"

Liang Ge made his army like this. If I did another one, I would not completely paralyze my troops? Kenji Doihara's eyes turned dark and he completely fainted in the adjutant's arms.

"Teacher, division commander, come, call the military doctor, hurry up, hurry up..."

The military doctor is here...

A short round-faced Japanese military doctor ran over panting with a medical box on his back. He knew a little first aid knowledge and quickly lay down on the camp bed.

Pinch the person and find the pulse...

After a rescue, Kenji Doihara slowly opened his eyes.

"Quick, stabilize the troops, pay attention to vigilance, and shrink defense. We must be prepared to be loyal to the empire. The Great Japanese Empire will never lose to the Chinese!"

"Hay, I'll order it right away!" Tadao Yoshihide Sano agreed.

"Where is Takahashi-kun?" Kenji Doihara asked with support of his spirit. Hiroshi Takahashi had gone to the frontier for investigation before and had not come back yet.

"Master Takahashi hasn't come back yet."

"When you come back, let him see me immediately." Kenji Doihara gave an order, and then slowly closed his eyes. He felt that his body was too weak and needed a rest.

"Hayi!"

"What's wrong with General Doihira?"

"The division commander was a little excited just now and fainted. He was fine and was resting inside now." Tadao Yoshihide Sano, "The division commander gave the order. After Takahashi Jun came back, he would go to see him immediately."

"Thank you, Sano Jun, I'm in."

"Takahashi, the division commander can no longer be stimulated, otherwise the body will not be able to bear it." Tadao Yoshi Sano pulled Hiroshi Takahashi and whispered in his ear.

"Takahashi understands."

Hiroshi Takahashi pushed the door and walked in. He smelled a sour smell in the room. Kenji Doihara was lying on the marching bed, his face looking very ugly. When he heard the sound of the door opening, he turned his head slightly, opened his eyes, and struggled to sit up.

"General, why are you like this?"

"Takahashi, I'm fine, how is the situation of front-line investigation?"

"The Chinese have no intention of taking the opportunity to attack. There is no movement in their positions. I think they want to use this method to destroy the fighting spirit of the imperial soldiers and then annihilate us in one fell swoop." Hiroshi Takahashi said.

"Yes, this time I'm afraid it's a disaster." Kenji Doihara closed his eyes in pain. If he fought against the opponent's soldiers and generals, he asked himself that he was not afraid of anything, but that he was afraid that such a trick would make you unpredictable.

"General, if you want to cheer up, we also need you to lead us to victory!"

"Victory?" Kenji Doihara smiled bitterly. In this battle situation, victory is no longer an exaggeration, and it is hard to say whether he can save his life.

Kenji Doihara claims to be extremely wise, but he didn't expect that he would be in a day when he was unable to do anything.

"General, we still have a chance!" Takahashi Hiroshi said loudly. Anyone can fall at this time, but Kenji Doihara cannot fall. Once he falls, the entire Japanese army in Guide will collapse in an avalanche.

That consequence is disastrous.

"Opportunity, we have no reinforcements now, but how many days can we last based on our current supplies and ammunition?" Kenji Doihara asked.

"this……"

"Takahashi, you know better than anyone else. Our current situation is already the limit to be able to support three days. Even if we airdrop ammunition and supplies, what if we do? We have no heavy firepower and cannot suppress the Chinese."

"We can also fight in the streets. There are 40,000 Chinese in Guide City. We can use them as flesh shields to buy us more time!" A bloodthirsty light flashed in Hiroshi Takahashi's eyes.

"If you do this, will the Chinese be threatened by you?"

"Unless he doesn't want his own people to survive!"

"How many of them have we killed in Nanjing? Have they given up resisting?" Kenji Doihara said, "Even if we kill him forty thousand more, will they not fight against the Great Japanese Empire?"
To be continued...