At four o'clock in the morning the next day, the propaganda team members had already gotten up and started preparations for the broadcast. However, today's broadcast was different from the daily broadcasts of Dameishan Radio Station, because the daily broadcasts of Dameishan Radio Station were aimed at It was ordinary people in central China, but today's battlefield broadcasts are aimed at the Japanese army.
Liang Yixiao walked into the temporary studio and said to a female soldier who was debugging equipment: "Yuko, is there any problem?"
"Hai." The female soldier quickly stood up, bowed deeply to Liang Yixiao, and then said, "Director, I am ready and can turn on the broadcast at any time."
Liang Yixiao raised his wrist to look at the time and said, "It's still early, wait for another hour."
"Hai." The female soldier named Yuko bowed again, and then sat back in front of the broadcasting equipment.
After coming out of the studio, Liang Yixiao called a female soldier who was writing a manuscript outside and asked, "Tingting, I came up with a wonderful idea last night, please remember it."
The female soldier named Tingting immediately stopped writing, raised her head and asked, "Sister Xiaoxiao, please tell me."
Liang Yixiao said: "We will also add a confession column to the radio. Yes, it is confession."
"Complaint column?" Tingting jotted down her name, and then asked, "What is the specific method of reporting?"
Liang Yixiao said: "Just find some veterans and let them speak into the microphone their deepest feelings."
Tingting said: "Sister Xiaoxiao, this is already available. Veterans have something to say. Isn't this a confession column?"
"Tingting, you are confused again, aren't you? This is a battlefield broadcast, not the daily broadcast of our Dameishan Radio Station." Liang Yixiao rolled his eyes at Tingting and continued, "This battlefield broadcast is aimed at the Japanese on the opposite side. , let our veterans say a few words to the little devil on the other side."
"What kind of things can you say?" Tingting covered her mouth and smiled, "I must have scolded you when I came up."
"You can't curse your mother." Liang Yixiao shook his head and said, "This is a good thing. Let our veterans speak from the bottom of their hearts to the Japanese on the opposite side. Moreover, they must use civilized language and find those with higher education levels to express their feelings. Those who are capable should not come to your family to behave like a donkey."
Tingting stuck out her tongue and said oh.
After Liang Yixiao turned around and left, Tingting dared to make a face at Liang Yixiao's back, and then whispered, what's wrong with our family's donkey calling? Although our family's Minglu is not handsome enough and doesn't seem to have gone to school much, he knows how to be considerate. Every time I feel unhappy, he will go out of his way to make me happy. It's okay.
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At half past five in the morning, Ono Roku and Akita Otoichi climbed out of the tent despite the cold wind.
It was not because the two of them wanted to get up so early, but because they wanted to cooperate with the military reporters to pose for photos.
The captain of the 108th Infantry Regiment, Jiro Miyata, has already reported the heroic deeds of Ono Roku and Akita Otoichi to the division headquarters, who in turn reported it to the Central China Dispatch Army Headquarters. Kawabe Shozo was there. After learning the news, Dang even decided to use Ono Roku and Akita Otoichi as examples.
But this time, it is no longer a negative example, but a positive example.
Therefore, after obtaining the consent of Nishio Hiszo, the commander of the Central China Condemnation Force, Kawabe Shozo issued an order to raise the ranks of Ono Roku and Akita Otoichi by four levels in a row, directly from superior private to second lieutenant. This is very rare in the Japanese army, which always ranks based on seniority. After the news spread, it immediately alarmed the reporters accompanying the army.
So in the past few days, reporters from all walks of life have been coming to the two people to interview them first, and then take pictures. Some of the more demanding military reporters will make requests, asking Ono Roku and Akita Oto to pose. They will be interviewed today. The reporter was a reporter from the Asahi Shimbun. He had a great background and made the most requests.
A reporter from the Asahi Shimbun requested that they take a series of battlefield photos of Ono Roku and Akita Otoichi with the Osaka Division Artillery Regiment conducting cluster artillery attacks as the background, in order to show the earth-shattering aesthetics of violence. Ono Roku and Akita Otoichi don't understand the aesthetics of violence, but they still understand that they must have a good relationship with the media.
Today, the Osaka Division will officially begin its attack on Pucheng. The first round of artillery bombardment by the 104th Field Artillery Regiment is set at six o'clock in the morning. The bombardment will last for forty minutes. When the bombardment ends, the infantry participating in the attack will also Having already eaten breakfast, it was time to attack when the energy was at its strongest.
Therefore, Ono Roku and Akita Otoichi had to get up at half past five in the morning.
The barracks of the 108th Infantry Regiment was next to a river. Akita Otoichi used a helmet to bring water from the river for Ono Shiliu and him to wash. Ono Shiliu had the habit of listening to the radio and brought a radio with him. While washing up, Ono Shiliu turned on the radio and started tuning the channel out of habit.
Ono Shiroku usually only listens to a few radio stations: Asahi, Empire, and Daedongya. However, when the FM passed through an unfamiliar frequency band, a pleasant female voice suddenly came from the radio, and it turned out to be Japanese! Ono Shiliu became energetic, and then turned the fine-tuning button, and the sound on the radio immediately became clear.
"Good morning, warriors of the 104th Division."
"Today is the day for the Pu County battlefield radio broadcast."
"First, please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Mizuhara Yuko."
"Like you, I am Japanese, from Chiyoda, Tokyo."
Hearing this, Ono Roku and Akita Otoichi couldn't help but have an illusion, claiming that it was the radio station of the Osaka Division.
Ono Shiroku couldn't help but turn around and said to Akita Otoichi: "When did our division commander become so sensible? He actually thought of setting up a battlefield radio station to relieve our loneliness and boredom?"
Akita Otoichi frowned and said, "But why do I feel that it doesn't look like our radio station?"
"You'll know if you listen next." Ono Shiliu didn't take it seriously, brushing his teeth on the helmet while continuing to listen.
The sweet female voice on the radio continued: "Warriors of the Osaka Division, I feel it is necessary for me to tell you that although I am a Japanese, my position is on the side of the Chinese. , I believe that the so-called Holy War in Greater East Asia is basically a war of aggression, and it is an unjust war."
Ono Shiliu's hand that was brushing his teeth immediately stopped there, with a look of astonishment on his face.
"It's an enemy station!" Akita Otoichi said, "Ono-san, it's the station of the Dameishan Independent Regiment. Turn it off quickly!"
"Why?" Ono Shiliu's movements only paused for a moment, and then immediately returned to the original state. Then he continued to brush his teeth and said, "Just listen, what does it matter?"
"That's right, what does it matter if you listen?" Another voice suddenly came.
Ono Roku and Akita Oto turned around in shock, only to see that a dozen soldiers had gathered behind them. These dozen soldiers were all listening, and they didn't think there was anything wrong with listening to the enemy. As expected, the thinking of these Osaka merchants was the same. The little devils in remote places like Kyushu and Shikoku are very different.
The female voice on the radio sounded again: "Although our positions are different, we come from the same country, speak the same words, and sing the same songs. So, let us put aside those worries for the time being and let us listen. A beautiful cherry blossom song, cherry blossoms, cherry blossoms, under the clear sky in March... "
The familiar and beautiful Shi Lu flowed out from the radio. Ono Shiliu, Akita Otoichi and a dozen or so Japs began to sing along. Then, more Japs were attracted by the singing and joined in. In less than a moment, no less than a hundred people had gathered around, and more Japanese soldiers were coming after hearing the news.
In the boring military camp, enjoying radio and music is simply a great luxury.
Although many officers showed up, they were too lazy to ask. Firstly, Ono Roku and Akita Otoichi were already second lieutenants, so they had no power to manage. Secondly, they were not opposed to letting the officers and soldiers listen to music before the battle. , first try to relax as much as possible, so that you can be more energetic after going to the battlefield.
In a sense, listening to music is similar to finding comfort women.
The song "Sakura Blossoms" was played soon. The surrounding Japanese soldiers were still unfinished. Ono Roku and Akita Otoichi were even more unfinished. However, there was no time. The 104th Field Artillery Regiment would soon start today's round of shelling. A reporter and a photographer from the Asahi Shimbun have also come over.
At that moment, Ono Shiliu put away the radio and followed the reporter to the position of the 104th Field Artillery Regiment.
The time cards of the two field reporters were very accurate. Almost as soon as the four of them arrived, the 104th Field Artillery Regiment immediately started the artillery bombardment. The shooting at Zhu Yuan had been calibrated yesterday afternoon and was based on high-altitude thermal observations. It was measured by balloon, so there was no need for test shooting. It was a large-scale artillery attack.
At this time, it was still dark, and when the cannons fired, the flames ejected from the muzzles were extremely eye-catching.
Looking at the muzzle flames blooming in the night sky for the first time, the photographers of the Asahi Shimbun quickly became excited. They first captured a few panoramic photos, and then began to pose for photos of Ono Roku and Akita Otoichi.
While posing for Ono Roku and Akita Otoichi, the photojournalist said: "Ono-san, Akita-san, I tell you, this photo must be taken well, because our Asahi Shimbun is a major newspaper for the whole of Japan. When the time comes, Everyone in the entire empire will see your photos. If you don’t take pictures as heroic as possible, it will be a trivial matter for you to lose face. It would be bad if you damage the image of the Imperial Japanese Army. If that happens, I will lose my job."
Ono Roku and Akita Otoichi were like puppets, posing one by one according to the photographer's requirements, but they had no idea that a black gun muzzle was pointed at them five hundred meters away. (To be continued.)