I fought guerrilla warfare in the Yimeng Mountains during the Anti-Japanese War

Putting aside the Nationalist Army's admiration for the Lone Wolf Commando, the commanders of all the Japanese attacking divisions were going crazy, thinking that the news must have been leaked in advance. There were no Nationalist Army corpses on the battlefield at all. Instead, their own first attack echelon wearing gas masks was almost completely blown up.

After taking the first position, the Japanese commander was not at all happy. The National Army had already arranged the second position and was now digging the third one in the rear. The key was to keep it secret, so the poison gas bombs had already been fired!

The North China Command was still asking about the results of the battle via telegram. How to answer? The poison gas bombs were used up, and the first position was successfully captured. The Kuomintang army suffered almost no casualties, and we lost thousands of attack echelons. Can we send it? There is no way. The telegram has been urging us. We have to send it even if we can't. We can't blame ourselves. If we have to blame someone, we should blame the poor confidentiality.

When Terauchi Hisaichi received the battle report from each division in the Battle of Xuzhou, his excited face suddenly changed, and in an instant it was covered with dark clouds:

"Baga! Baga! Baga!".

Suddenly, Terauchi Shouyi lowered his head and spat out a mouthful of blood.

This is disgusting. All the major news have been edited, and they are just waiting for the report from the front line to be published. What should we say now? We have taken the front line, but the other side has no casualties, but we have lost many soldiers?

Chief of Staff Naosaburo Okabe saw this and immediately called for a doctor, causing chaos in the headquarters.

Terauchi Juichi stopped Okabe Naosaburo from helping him:

"I'm fine. Notify all major newspapers and continue to send out reports, but don't include the number of casualties."

Naosaburo Okabe had a gloomy look on his face. He felt so uncomfortable, just like taking a bath in a river wearing a raincoat. The water was extremely cool, but he felt very uncomfortable.

The medical staff came and asked the commander to get on the gurney. Terauchi Hisaichi wanted to refuse, but when he saw Okabe Naozaburo's earnest persuasion, he closed his eyes and fell on the gurney.

At twelve noon, all the major newspapers in the Kuomintang-controlled areas and even in the concessions showed off their might, lengthening and expanding the pages. The photos of the Japanese army dropping poison gas bombs in the Battle of Xuzhou were extremely clear, and a special page was made with all the photos, showing poison gas bombs emitting poisonous smoke, positions wrapped in green smoke, and the horrific scenes of the deaths of Kuomintang soldiers. However, the last scene was added by the Fifth War Zone.

The Canadian version does not contain much text. It briefly introduces that the Battle of Xuzhou was in a stalemate, the Japanese army was unable to attack, and they unscrupulously used poison gas bombs on the entire front.

The Kuomintang-controlled areas were in an uproar, and the concession areas were also in an uproar. Countless Chinese were filled with indignation and strongly condemned the atrocities of the Japanese army. Countless young people took to the streets. They still held out hope for the League of Nations and urged the government to communicate with the League of Nations and to impose sanctions on the Japanese devils.

The commander of the Chongqing camp was very angry when he heard the news. He immediately convened a reception for Chinese and foreign reporters. In front of many reporters, he slammed the table hard and a tragic look appeared on his face.

"Shameless, the most shameless. A tiny country invaded China and occupied half of our territory with their strong ships and powerful guns. The sons and daughters of China rose up to resist and annihilated two divisions in the Battle of Xuzhou, killing more than 100,000 enemies. The Japanese could not take the city after a long siege and became furious. They used poison gas to attack us without any conscience. The brave warriors in our army were fearless and although they suffered heavy losses, they also consolidated the second line of defense. What does this show? What does it show? The Japanese are at the end of their rope. They are afraid and no longer dare to fight us to the death. As long as the Chinese nation unites, that tiny country will not be able to cause any big storms."

The press conference became a stage for the commander to perform. He denounced the shamelessness of the Japanese and expressed his sympathy for the soldiers who died tragically in the gas attack on the front line. At the critical moment, his eyes turned red and he even shed a few tears. Domestic reporters were all indignant, and foreign reporters were also in a heavy mood. The commander continued to speak passionately:

Our Chinese nation, over the past five thousand years, will never fall into the hands of Japanese pirates. No matter how great the cost, we will drive the Japanese pirates out of China long ago.

During the one-hour press conference, there was no time left for questions. The commander left with a tragic look on his face. Mao Qingxiang in the attendant room followed the commander's steps, and he had not yet calmed down from the excitement.

The commander suddenly stopped and looked at Mao Qingxiang:

"Ask the people over at the Statistics Bureau, why is there no news about such a big thing? Are they all a bunch of good-for-nothings?"

"Also, I sent a secret message to Li Zongren, saying that although the losses today were not great, a front line was lost. I reminded him to be careful about the Japanese using poison gas bombs again. There are nearly 300,000 troops here! He must conserve his strength and retreat immediately."

Li Yunyan sent a telegram in plain text, requesting Li Zongren, and sent it in the tone of two Japanese majors:

"Yoshikawa-kun, is there no other way? When did our Imperial Japanese Army fall to this point?"

"Ryouta-kun, there is nothing we can do about this. The headquarters is very dissatisfied with the attack situation at the front and among the troops, and the headquarters has been urging us to move forward. If this stalemate continues, we, the soldiers of the Empire of Japan, will become a joke."

"I understand all of this. I don't think there is anything wrong with using special cigarettes on the Chinese. The only issue is whether the international community will impose sanctions on us. Yoshikawa-kun should understand that although we have always boasted that we are invincible, we dare not offend those old empires yet."

"Don't worry, Mr. Liangtian. Since they dare to transport it up, we must be confident. Once we break through all fronts tomorrow, Xuzhou will be in our pocket. We can let the headquarters deal with those bastards in the international community. China is now a piece of fat meat. Everyone wants to take a bite. It's just a matter of taking big bites or small bites. Mr. Liangtian, you don't really think those empires will sympathize with the Chinese, do you?"

Finally, Li Yunyan also explained that this was information that was eavesdropped by the Lone Wolf Commando personally, and the location was at Lincheng Railway Station.

The storm that has not yet subsided has been stirred up again. If the previous content of the newspaper made the Chinese people unbelievable, now the news is confirmed. Who is the cold gun? He is the nemesis of the Japanese. He will not lie, and he disdains to lie.

Countless stories of cold-blooded eavesdropping have come out, all of them with detailed details. Some said they eavesdropped by lying on the window, some said they listened while hanging upside down on the tree, and some even pretended to be mysterious and said they used a bug. But that was a foreign gadget, and no matter where it was placed, it could hear voices clearly.

The troops of the Fifth War Zone were advocating cold shooting, and countless Chinese were discussing cold shooting. The protagonist of the incident had already arrived in the city of Peking. He took a free train from Jinan, made a detour through Tianjin, and successfully arrived at Peking Station.

In order to assassinate Terauchi Hisaichi, he had to find his headquarters. Chen Feng had read the introduction of the North China Command in his previous life. His memory of it was not very clear, but he remembered that it should be in Dongjiaomin Lane.

At 98 o'clock in the evening, Chen Feng sneaked into Dongjiaomin Lane with his 44k. He could not move any further when he was meters away from No. , the North China Command of the Japanese Army. The defense became stricter as he went in. There were countless military police patrolling and standing guard. All the street intersections were blocked, and there were also people standing guard on the rooftops.

Chen Feng displayed his superb skills and excellent techniques. He used the surrounding buildings as cover and, like a gecko, avoided the sight of the gendarmerie sentries and slowly approached No. 44 from the roof and the middle of the building.

After groping and searching for nearly two hours, I finally found a suitable place, which was the spire of a German bank building, less than 700 meters away from the gate of No. 44. The shooting range was very good, and the key was that no one should come to such a place. After the sniping was completed, I could slide down from the back of the building in more than ten seconds, which was conducive to escape.