Anti-Japanese War: Li Yunlong dared to attack Taiyuan

"Well, it's really good and can play a certain publicity role!"

Jiang Shou also nodded. The two of them were eating peanuts together when Jiang Shou suddenly looked up and said, "Li Yunlong, the song 'Home in the Northeast' that you sang earlier was also very good. We can use it to promote it on our radio station!"

Li Yunlong's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he slapped his head and said, "I almost forgot about this. Military affairs are one front, and public opinion is also a front. Sometimes it is more effective than military affairs. Has our radio station arrived in Songyuan?"

"Already arrived!"

"Show me today's manuscript."

Li Yunlong quickly took the manuscript and looked at it. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Well, let's revise the content here and find two soldiers from Northeast China."

"Yes!"

Soon, two soldiers from Northeast China came up to Li Yunlong from his guard regiment. The taller one was Pan Muyang, and the stronger one was Zhang Youfa.

"Can you sing?"

"what?"

Pan Muyang and Zhang Youfa were a little stunned. They obviously didn't expect that the commander would ask them this.

"meeting!"

Pan Muyang reacted quickly and nodded in response.

"Very good, I will teach you how to sing this song."

Li Yunlong took out the lyrics of "Home in the Northeast". After reading it, Pan Muyang scratched his head and said, "Commander, we can sing this song."

"Can you sing?"

"Home in the Northeast" is not a song of this era. Li Yunlong looked at the two guards in front of him in surprise, thinking: Have these two guys also traveled through time?

"Commander, we learned the song after hearing you hum it and we sing it ourselves when we have nothing to do. When we listen to 'On the Songhua River,' we can't stop crying. But after listening to your song, we think more about returning home!"

After listening to it, Li Yunlong suddenly realized. No wonder he always felt the melody of "Home in the Northeast" in his ears some time ago.

What Li Yunlong didn't know was that when the troops started their counterattack some time ago, the soldiers sang "Home in the Northeast" as they stepped into the land of the four northeastern provinces.

"Okay, let's start with 'On the Songhua River' and end with 'Home in the Northeast'. Go to the radio station and sing these two songs!"

Hearing this, Pan Muyang and Zhang Youfa looked at each other.

"Commander, we two can't sing well."

"It doesn't matter if it doesn't sound good, just sing at the top of your lungs, that's how it's going to be contagious!"

Li Yunlong had already spoken, and Pan Muyang and Zhang Youfa took over the lyrics and accepted the task.

The two men came to the radio station with the note. Li Yunlong now had two radio stations, one in the Jin-Cha-Ji base area and one following Li Yunlong's actions.

Li Yunlong's radio station is mainly used to promote our army in the four eastern provinces and attract more people to join our army. Moreover, it is a high-power radio station, and the signal can be received in most parts of the country.

As Li Yunlong's troops entered the four northeastern provinces, many people in the country watched this radio station every day to find out the latest battle situation.

At seven o'clock in the evening, in a military camp in Shaanxi Province, home to a unit of the Northeast Army, despite repeated orders from officers not to listen to our army's radio, some people still secretly listened, even the division commander taking the lead.

"My home is on the Songhua River in Northeast China

There are forest coal mines there

And the soybeans and sorghum that fill the mountains and fields

My home is on the Songhua River in Northeast China."

……

The opening song, "On the Songhua River," made many Northeast Army soldiers in the barracks bow their heads and secretly wipe away tears. At division headquarters, the division commander sighed, shook his head, and prepared to turn off the radio. He couldn't bear the song; the moment he heard it, he couldn't hold back his tears.

Just as he was about to turn off the radio, the announcer began to report today's news.

"Two days ago, on the banks of the Songhua River, the 4th and 3rd Divisions of our First Corps surrounded the Japanese 74th, 76th, 223rd, and 226th Divisions, annihilating over 40,000 Japanese troops and capturing over 70,000, including Fifth Army Commander Kamimura Toshimichi..."

"Our army..."

"Our army..."

News of victory kept coming into the division commander's ears. He was listening intently and his hand, which was originally about to turn off the radio, stopped in mid-air.

The division chief of staff beside him did not say anything and listened to the news quietly.

"We actually wiped out so many devils on the banks of the Songhua River!"

"Yes!"

"..."

Just then, the singing sounded again, and the division commander and chief of staff frowned.

"Where did Li Yunlong find this person? He can't even sing in tune, and yet he still comes out to sing. Is it okay to sing 'On the Songhua River' like this?"

But they soon discovered that something was wrong. This was not "On the Songhua River", but another song.

“My home is in the Northeast

On the Songhua River

There are mountains and fields full of soybeans and sorghum

……

Two big poplar trees in front of the door

……

A small thatched house

Hey…

My dad is okay.

Always want to drink some wine

......"

Compared to "On the Songhua River," "Home in the Northeast" evoked the memories of the division commander and the chief of staff, memories of their childhood. Compared to "On the Songhua River," this song amplified their longing for their hometown.

“My home is in the Northeast

My home is in the Northeast

My home is in the Northeast

On both sides of the Liao River..."

Chapter 632 Back

As the division commander and the chief of staff listened to the song, the scenes in the song emerged in their minds.

The mountains, the land, the people, the scenes that appeared in their dreams countless times, once again emerged in their minds.

Although the singer's voice is not very pleasant and cannot compare with the melodious voices of the female singers on the Kuomintang radio station, isn't this hoarse voice the voice of a man from Northeast China?

The radio program ended, but the singing did not stop.

The song "Home in the Northeast" is easy to learn and sing. Soldiers in the military camp can learn it just by humming a few lines.

"On the Songhua River" expresses the sadness and helplessness of the people in the four northeastern provinces, while this song "Home in the Northeast" expresses their yearning for their hometown.

They miss that piece of black soil.

They missed those silly roe deer.

They missed their parents in the mud house.

……

"I want to go home!"

A Northeast Army soldier whispered.

This sentence expresses the voice of countless people.

In the past, someone would be reprimanded for saying this, but today, the squad leader, platoon leader, company commander, and even the regimental commander did not reprimand him.

They silently took out cigarettes.

"Fuck, I want to go home too!"

"Captain, let's go, let's go back. General Li Yunlong has already reached Songyuan, and my home is in Songyuan!"

"Yes, my home is in Baicheng!"

"My home is in Tongliao!"

"My home is in Siping."

"My home is in Wangye Temple!"

"..."

Listening to his soldiers saying these familiar yet unfamiliar place names, the regiment commander's hand trembled slightly as he smoked a cigarette.

Go home, it has been a long time since he heard these words. He remembered the last time he heard these words was twelve years ago, when he was still a soldier. After visiting his parents, they waved goodbye to him at the door.

"Son, be careful in the army. Your parents are waiting for you to come home."

At this time, a soldier looked at the regimental commander and said, "Commander, I remember your family is from Changchun. General Li Yunlong's troops are already attacking Changchun."

These words seemed to ignite the captain's determination.

"Come on, brothers, I'll take you home!"

The regiment commander gritted his teeth, stood up, and led the way out of the military camp.

At this time, at the gate of the military camp, the division commander was already standing there, looking at the soldiers walking over, silent.

"Commander, we want to go home."

The division commander glanced at the soldiers who had followed him for more than ten years. Many of them were no longer alive. The Northeast Army had been wandering outside for more than ten years and scattered on various battlefields. Many of them looked towards the northeast when they were dying.

"If you don't bring weapons or supplies, what will happen if something unexpected happens on the road? Take your things with you!"

The division commander patted the regiment commander on the shoulder and spoke slowly.

"Thank you, Master!"