Chongqing, the provisional capital of the National Government, the official residence of the Generalissimo. Chairman Chiang hurriedly ate a few bites of breakfast and then entered the office. The Generalissimo had been very preoccupied recently, sleeping restlessly and eating tastelessly. When the Battle of Songhu failed, Shanghai fell, and the battle to defend Nanjing failed miserably.
On the first anniversary of the fall of Nanjing, the people were full of complaints against the government, and news of frontline defeats came frequently, which made his mood hit rock bottom. His light eyebrows were knitted under his bald forehead, and his small eyes were narrowed into a thin line on his thin face.
As soon as he sat down on the office chair, Adjutant Chen knocked on the door and delivered the documents to be reviewed in the morning. Important and urgent matters were reminded on the spot.
"Urgent message: Nancheng Station has been captured." Adjutant Chen reported.
"Mother Xipi, the two regiments can't even defend a station, they're just a bunch of losers!" the chairman cursed bitterly.
"Commander Li Tiejun was defeated and captured, and hundreds of surviving officers and soldiers of the regiment were imprisoned by the Japanese army in the Nanshan Coal Mine in the Black Tiger Mountain area." Adjutant Chen continued to read expressionlessly.
"I remember this Li Tiejun. He was a talented student from the seventh phase of Huangpu. It really disappoints me. Being captured is a shame for a soldier. Why didn't he commit suicide with the Zhongzheng sword I gave him?" the chairman said bitterly. The Zhongzheng sword was a gift from Chiang Kai-shek during the Republic of China.
A dagger given to Huangpu students, capable generals and meritorious personnel. It is 25 centimeters long and has the soul of a soldier. It is also known as the Chengren Sword and the Suicide Sword. The sword is engraved with the words "Gifted by Chiang Kai-shek, Successful Chengren", and the National Army General
It is rumored that Zhang Lingfu, Huang Botao, Qiu Qingquan and others committed suicide with this sword after defeat.
"Air emergency from the Military Command Bureau, good news: A Japanese brigade was severely damaged in the Black Tiger Mountain area, two Japanese squadrons and a puppet brigade were completely wiped out." Adjutant Chen raised his eyes and looked at the Chairman.
"Read it!" the chairman's eyes lit up and he urged. As Adjutant Chen's melodious voice gradually relaxed, his frown gradually relaxed. After Adjutant Chen read the document, he handed over a stack of photos with both hands. The chairman spread them out on the table one by one.
superior.
Looking at the corpses of Japanese soldiers scattered all over the mountains and plains in the photo, the clearly distinguishable military rank and saber in the close-up of Squadron Leader Sato, the captured Japanese military trucks, crooked machine guns, piles of 38 guns, mortars, grenade launchers, etc.
, the Chairman was finally overjoyed, with a long-lost smile on his face, and praised repeatedly: "The rain farmers are really considerate and have sent these timely rains. The Chinese people really need this exciting news."
"How long was the captain of the Tigers, Jiang Hailong, from Huangpu?" the chairman asked with interest.
"The report states that Jiang Hailong's name has not been found in any phase of the Huangpu Military Academy. The military commander only knows that he graduated from medical school, participated in military training abroad, and voluntarily returned to China to participate in the Anti-Japanese War. His specific life experience was not found," Adjutant Chen replied.
"Oh, his two companies completely wiped out two Japanese squadrons and a puppet army brigade. Their military quality is comparable to that of our army's German armorers. You inform Yunong and ask him to find ways to incorporate this team into the national army. You must
Do a good job in Jiang Hailong's work." Chairman Aicai said earnestly.
"Yes." Adjutant Chen took a notebook and quickly jotted it down.
"Order: Captain Zhou Jun of the Military Command Bureau was promoted to the rank of major, and the Hushan Special Operations Team was awarded the second class merit award once." The Chairman said word by word. He is a man who is good at scheming. How could he not see that in the report materials?
If the Einsatzgruppe had participated in the whole war, they would have clearly stated the tricks used by their subordinates. However, they would still be vague about the tricks. The credit obviously belongs to them. However, the military commander had more or less cooperated with them, and the credit for obtaining these precious photos was also indispensable.
"To commend the Anti-Japanese Tigers for their outstanding military exploits are 10,000 silver coins and a complete set of weapons and equipment for a regular company of the national army." If you want to take it, give it first, the chairman thought.
"The chairman is wise and rewards according to merit. Rewarding the Anti-Japanese Tigers not only complies with the people's call for 'all people to resist Japan', but also boosts the morale of the Tigers, making them more loyal to the government and bravely killing the enemy." Adjutant Chen recorded
Finished.
The chairman waved his hand and said: "Send these materials to the Propaganda Hall and ask them to prepare well. A press conference will be held tomorrow, no, tonight."
That night, in the banquet hall of Chongqing Hotel, under bright lights, reporters armed with long guns and short cannon cameras were flipping through promotional materials and looking at the enlarged photos on the wall. The spotlights flashed and the crowd was excited. Especially the photos on the wall made people excited.
People were shocked. The large number of corpses of Japanese soldiers including Japanese Lieutenant, the captured weapons and ammunition, and transport vehicles were clearly illuminated. The photo was enlarged several times without blurring. The aperture, speed, and natural light were used just right, making people doubt that they were professional.
The several photos taken by the photographer showed the tragic expressions on the faces of the Anti-Japanese Tigers as they buried their fallen comrades, which were vivid and touching, adding to the authenticity and credibility of the pictures. Some reporters lost control of their emotions on the spot and burst into tears.
I don’t know who took the lead in shouting slogans: "Long live the Anti-Japanese Tigers!" "Long live the Chinese soldiers!" "Long live China!" The whole audience echoed. No one called for it. People donated money and materials under the photo. The press conference was also spontaneously organized.
An anti-Japanese fund-raising meeting was held locally.
The next day, an overwhelming number of newspapers were circulated in people's hands, and the shouts of newsboys resounded in the streets and alleys: "Our army's mysterious anti-Japanese troops appeared in the Black Tiger Mountain area!" "News: The Anti-Japanese Tigers, the nemesis of the Japanese, wiped out the Japanese invaders in one fell swoop.
Two squadrons, one brigade of puppet troops!" "Look at the joint battle between the Tigers and the military commander. The corpses of Japanese soldiers litter the fields, and squadron leader Sato is killed on the spot."
The streets were as lively as the Chinese New Year, with teahouses and restaurants talking about the achievements of the Anti-Japanese Tigers. The common people were all proud and proud. The Anti-Japanese Fundraising Point and the Army Registration Office were overcrowded. The masses' patriotic enthusiasm was high. Many people called for organizing a condolence group to express condolences to the frontline soldiers. Military Commander
, the Propaganda Department and the top government officials were very excited, and the chairman once again issued a commendation order to commend the meritorious personnel of the Propaganda Department.