On September 25, the 20th year of the Republic of China, six days had passed since the outbreak of the 918 Incident.

Since Zhang Xinghan led his troops to defeat the main force of the Kwantung Army three days ago, the communications company of the commander of the garrison brigade located in the south of Shenyang has received a varying number of letters of condolence from all over the country every day.

Among these letters of condolence, there are contemporary celebrities, workers, students, and military and political bigwigs.

It is not surprising that Zhang Xinghan did not read these condolence letters, because in his opinion, these verbal condolences are far less real than those materials and money.

The most important thing is that Zhang Xinghan knows that many of the people in these condolence letters are people who sell their fame and reputation, and they have all kinds of showmanship psychology.

Of course, there are also people who are simply sincere condolences, but Zhang Xinghan and his communication soldiers do not have the time to screen them one by one.

Because the city of Shenyang has now become the focus of the world's attention, just this morning, a group of reporters from famous newspapers of Western powers and countries came to Shenyang.

In addition, there have been patriotic young people around Shenyang and in the northeast region, and the hot-blooded righteous man Lvlin Hero rushed to Shenyang to sign up for the army after learning about his recruitment documents.

Zhang Xinghan was busy receiving foreign journalists, others were busy recruiting new soldiers, and the entire garrison brigade was busy.

In the hall on the first floor of a political axe office building next to the Shenyang Garrison Brigade, nearly 20 yellow-haired and blue-eyed male and female reporters gathered.

They brought with them all kinds of the most advanced photographic equipment of this era, and they were gathering together in twos and threes, and there were many discussions.

With the voice of the guard outside the door: "Brigade Commander Zhang has arrived!" ”

These foreign reporters, who were more or less proficient in Chinese, turned around one after another, only to see a young and handsome and burly [***] officer, striding over with an adjutant with his head held high.

Zhang Xinghan wore white gloves, a pale yellow colonel's uniform, and a pair of shiny scalp shoes, and his whole person was filled with an indescribable heroic atmosphere.

Walking in front of the group of reporters, Zhang Xinghan smiled slightly and greeted: "Hello everyone, the contemptible person is Zhang Xinghan, let you wait for a long time." ”

Zhang Xinghan's voice fell, and the group of reporters suddenly seemed to be sharks smelling blood, and immediately surrounded Zhang Xinghan.

Major Guo Zhong, the commander of the guard battalion who followed Zhang Xinghan, hurriedly dodged in front of Zhang Xinghan, glanced at the foreign reporters with a cold gaze like a knife, and said coldly: "Please retreat." ”

More than a dozen reporters were shocked by the strong murderous intent in Guo Zhong's eyes, and involuntarily stopped and looked at each other.

Someone even whispered in English.

Zhang Xinghan patted Guo Zhong's shoulder at this time, motioned for him to get out of the way, stepped forward and waved his hand to everyone with a smile: "Don't be excited, don't be nervous, my adjutant is in a safety consideration, please don't be surprised." ”

"Brigadier Zhang, may I ask you a few questions?" In the crowd, a beautiful blonde female reporter in her twenties asked tentatively in a somewhat stiff Chinese.

"Absolutely." Zhang Xinghan said: "However, don't scramble, you can take turns asking questions one after another, so that we won't waste our time." So, if you have anything to ask, please raise your hand. ”

The female reporter took the lead in raising her hand, and after getting Zhang Xinghan's nod of approval, she asked, "Brigade Commander Zhang, may I ask how many troops you had in your hands during the 918 incident?" ”

"At the time of the September 18 Incident, the contemptible people were serving as the commander of the 3rd Battalion of the 620 Regiment in the 7th Brigade of the Northeast Frontier Army of the National Revolutionary Army, with a total of more than 700 people." Zhang Xinghan replied briskly.

"Oh, how did you and your men repel the attacking army of your northern camp when the incident broke out?" The female reporter asked again.

"This is quite long, and I won't finish it for a while, so I'll ask my adjutant to tell you the details of our engagement with the Yue army later, and please ask as many questions as possible about the real surname, because the military affairs of the contemptible people are relatively busy." Zhang Xinghan said.

“ok。” The female reporter nodded understandingly, and continued: "Last question, Brigade Commander Zhang, when you and your subordinates were surrounded by an army that outnumbered you by several times the number of troops, did you ever have fear and fear? And by what means are you able to defeat an army three times as numerous as you? ”

As soon as the female reporter said this, other reporters turned their eyes to Zhang Xinghan, obviously looking forward to what he would say.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Xing's Chinese was amazing, and he nodded: "It's not a secret, when we were under siege and trapped in a lonely city, my subordinates and I were afraid and frightened. ”

As soon as Zhang Xinghan's words came out, all the reporters changed color, looked at each other, and were very puzzled.

Zhang Xinghan didn't care and continued: "Yes, we are all afraid, because we are also human beings, and we are also afraid of death, I think no one in the world will be willing to die, no one will lack the desire for life.

However, as Chinese people, we can only face death, because behind us are hundreds of thousands of compatriots in Shenyang, including our wives and children, our brothers and sisters, and we have no way out. ”

After Zhang Xinghan finished speaking in one breath, the reporters were stunned at first, but then came back to their senses, and under the leadership of the female reporter, they began to applaud fiercely.

"As for why we were able to defeat the Kwantung Army, which was three times our strength, I want to say that the [***] of us have never been worse than the [***] army, and there is no shortage of hot-blooded warriors who are willing to sacrifice their lives for the country. When our motherland is invaded, when our relatives are in danger, we are fearless and only want to defend our homeland and the country. Zhang Xinghan paused and said.

"Commander Zhang, may I ask if I launch another attack on Shenyang, do you think you can create a miracle again and defeat them?" Another reporter raised his hand and asked.

"This friend, I want to use your mouth to convey a message to Yueben and even the world, with me Zhang Xinghan here, I want to annex the Northeast and capture Shenyang, but there is no door, if they dare to invade again, I and my soldiers will use the fiercest firepower to punish all the enemies who come to attack, and those who offend me - death!" Zhang Xinghan said loudly.

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After dealing with a group of reporters and ordering his subordinates to arrange accommodation for them, Zhang Xinghan took Guo Zhong to a recruiting point in Shenyang City.

When Zhang Xinghan came to the recruitment office by car, he found that the entire recruitment office was already overcrowded, and there was even a long queue of people on the street.

Some emotional young students are still holding characters such as joining the army to serve the country, killing all the people, defending Shenyang, and defending the Northeast, constantly waving them.

Zhang Xinghan was quite happy when he saw this, it seems that the resistance of the Chinese people is still quite high, but it is a pity that Zhang Xiaoliu, as the emperor of the three eastern provinces, has hundreds of thousands of troops and 30 million people, so he did not dare to resist and gave up the great rivers and mountains to himself.

It's really incomprehensible, if he loses the Northeast, can he Zhang Xiaoliu's Northeast Army still be saved?

At this moment, Zhang Xinghan has a new understanding of Zhang Xiaoliu, that is, brain damage.

After ventriloquist Zhang Xiaoliu again, Zhang Xinghan ordered to drive, he wanted to go to the hospital to visit the injured and hospitalized soldiers, this is a good way to win people's hearts, how could Zhang Xinghan miss it.

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Jinzhou, the headquarters of the 7th Brigade of Reading Force.

Chief of Staff Zhao Zhenfan hurriedly walked into the brigade headquarters, and saluted Wang Yizhe, the brigade commander who had just returned from Beiping: "Brigade seat, there are too many students, young people and patriots who have come from Guannei these days, and they are all going to Shenyang to join the army, what do you say about this?" ”

"What else can I do? Xinghan is fighting alone in Shenyang, we can't give support is already ashamed, it is rare that these enthusiastic people have this enthusiasm to serve the country, all of them will be released. Wang Yizhe said without thinking.

"That's what I thought too." Zhao Zhenfan said with a bitter face: "But the brigade, I went to Shenyang for hundreds of miles, and now it is a time of war, and I and the bandit beard may be haunted at any time, and I am afraid that these students will rush north and encounter accidents, they are all still young and intellectuals, if something goes wrong on the way, it will be a pity." ”

After listening to this, Wang Yizhe pondered for a while, and said: "In this way, Chief of Staff, you will personally take a battalion to escort the students to Xinmin, and then inform Zhang Xinghan to send someone to meet the recruits, which can be regarded as the greatest help we can do for them." ”

"Okay." Zhao Zhenfan nodded in agreement.