Songhu: Never Give Up

Chapter 217: Prince Asaka's "Homemade Plane"

Zhonghua Gate, the entry ceremony was held as scheduled
In protest against the Japanese army's massacre in Nanjing, the media from mainstream Western countries refused to send reporters to participate. Only Japan's so-called friendly countries such as Germany and Italy sent a small number of reporters to support the event, and the rest were their own reporters.
Since there were no more civilians to be captured in the southern part of Jinling, they had to capture some from outside the city to make up the number.

Although the expected entry ceremony was very shabby, Prince Asaka Naruhiko was in high spirits and changed into a fancy military uniform. When he was interviewed by a German female reporter, he spoke out arrogantly, saying:
"According to international practice, the Huaxia government has been reduced to a local government. The empire's move is not to annex Huaxia, but to help them overthrow the corrupt military government and establish a royal paradise led by the empire.
The Imperial Army is a civilized army that has come to liberate Jinling City. The people of Jinling City lined the streets to welcome the Imperial Army into the city, shouting "Emperor Banzai!"

The German female reporter had never seen such shameless people, and she didn't know why the beloved Führer would ally with such a group of brutal and shameless people, but she still asked her question as a matter of routine:
"Your Highness, if the Chongqing local government still insists on resisting after occupying Nanjing, will the Japanese army continue to expand the war?"

Prince Higashikuni Naruhiko held his magnificent saber in both hands and said arrogantly:
"This is inevitable! The imperial army's attack is only to force the Chongqing government to recognize the situation. As long as they don't surrender, the imperial army will not stop attacking."

After the brief interview, there was a grand entry ceremony, and everything went according to procedure;
In the tunnel under the Zhonghua Gate, the suicide squad was already ready. The observers were at the hidden entrance of the tunnel, watching thousands of Japanese soldiers lined up in four neat columns and marching towards the Zhonghua Gate.

They sang songs that Lieutenant Ye Weimin couldn't understand, and drove into Jinling City with disdain. He suppressed the urge to blow up these bastards and let them pass, patiently waiting for the "protagonist" to appear;
The suicide squad members responsible for detonating the explosion had a zero chance of survival, but there were still many people vying for this position. The opportunity to drag the Japanese prince and hundreds of Japanese soldiers to hell was very rare. China had never lacked heroes who were willing to die bravely, and Second Lieutenant Ye Weimin was one of them.

In order to ensure the success rate of the blasting operation, they chose the suicide squad's method of manual detonation, leaving behind an observer and two blasters to detonate on the spot and send the old devils to heaven.

In the north city, deep in the area controlled by the defenders, cannons have been erected, and the rocket launcher company that had been hidden before has also shown its face;
Twelve rocket launchers were lined up in a row, and their muzzles were all pointed at the defense area where the Japanese had heavily concentrated their troops. This was Yue Qianli's trump card.

In addition, 12 75mm mountain guns, 16 mortars, and 24 anti-aircraft guns had also taken off their gun covers, with their muzzles pointing straight to the sky, waiting for orders from the headquarters.

The 5 defeated soldiers from the temporary 6th and 6th detachments were also ready to go. The soldiers who had fought fiercely with the Japanese in the city for several days were also excitedly waiting for the moment of the counterattack. For this they paid a heavy price, and countless soldiers fell silently in the streets and alleys of Jinling City.

Company commander Yue Wanli held the steel gun tightly in his hand, his eyes determined, his body was covered in blood, some from the Japanese and some from his own.

There were only 17 people left around him. The others were all scattered. Some died, while others, like him, were quietly waiting for the moment of counterattack.

In the headquarters, Chen Zhongyuan was walking around anxiously, Tian Yuanxi was looking at his watch from time to time, and only Yue Qianli was staring at the map, looking confident, except for a feather fan;

Those who know Yue Qianli know that the more critical the moment, the more he can pretend to be cool, but his body language has already betrayed him, but no one noticed. Commanders also have to save face and should not look at things that they should not look at.

As everyone was waiting, Ye Weimin raised his head and looked outside the pass again. That was the direction of his home, but he no longer had a home.
After the September 18th Incident, he lost his home. His parents and family members were all killed in the massacre by the Japanese. The value of his life was to avenge the Japanese and make them pay with blood.

Now that the opportunity had finally come, he silently muttered to himself:
"Dad, mom, sister, brother... I'm here to accompany you, and I'll bring countless devils with me to be buried with you!"

His tiger eyes became blurred, and at that moment he saw his relatives waving at him... His eyes became firm again, and he roared:

"Detonation!"

At Zhonghua Gate, Prince Higashikuni Naruhiko rode a large white horse in high spirits and walked in the front. He was relatively tall among the Japanese soldiers, dressed in fine clothes and rode a horse, killing many rolls of film;
In particular, Naeko Okabe from the Asahi Shimbun followed the entire process with great admiration.

Next to Prince Asaka Naruhiko was the commander of the 10th Army, Lieutenant General Yanagawa Heisuke, and a group of senior staff officers, all of whom were elites.

As they passed the Zhonghua Gate, Prince Asahi Naruhiko was still pointing with his whip raised high, when he suddenly felt the ground shaking, and then heard a dull explosion;

Then he felt himself flying, but half of his body seemed to be missing, and his eyes were filled with fear. At that moment, he saw Aunt Amaterasu waving at him...

"Bakayaloo, enemy attack!"

Mamoru Iinuma was undoubtedly lucky. He did not share this glory and therefore missed the opportunity to ride a homemade plane.

"Quickly—save the prince!"

When Mamoru Iinuma saw Prince Higashikuni Naruhiko being engulfed by the explosion, he was so frightened that his heart and liver broke. He would rather be the show-off riding the white horse.

The explosion came so suddenly that all the Japanese were stunned. The safety of His Royal Highness the Prince made every Japanese soldier crazy.

In the headquarters of the Shanghai-Nanjing Guerrilla Column, such a huge explosion was like the sound of nature. It can be said that everyone was looking forward to it, and Yue Qianli was naturally looking forward to it.

After a moment of trance, Yue Qianli suppressed the ecstasy in his chest and shouted:
"fire!"

Rows of shells flew out of the barrels, whistling towards the enemy's positions, especially the rocket company's 12 107mm 12-tube rocket launchers, which made a terrifying noise;
A salvo of 144 rockets covered the enemy positions like a gorgeous meteor shower, instantly engulfing thousands of enemy soldiers...

(End of this chapter)