Under One Person: One Person Goes

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Three days passed quietly.

At this time it was already September 9th, just three short days.

The Japanese army continued to dispatch reinforcements and threw them into the battlefield. They attacked day and night, and with their powerful sea and air advantages, they had already captured several important passes on the periphery.

They connected together and attacked the Luodian battlefield unimpeded.

The National Army soldiers who were forced to retreat from the frontline positions also retreated to the Luodian battlefield, which served as the second line of defense, and joined forces with the reinforcements that continued to break through the Japanese blockade from the urban area. They wanted to continue to meet the enemy at the second line of defense, Luodian battlefield, and block the Japanese offensive.

From this point of view, there are still capable commanders among the Kuomintang army.

They also knew that they could rely on the advantage of the country's depth to fight the Japanese army, but the gap in manpower and weapons was really difficult to make up, so there was no other way.

In this way, the Luodian battlefield, which served as the second line of defense, once again became a meat grinder for both China and Japan.

Moreover, both sides understood that once the Luodian battlefield was lost this time, there would be no possibility of regaining it.

Therefore, in order to increase the chances of winning the Luodian battlefield as much as possible, the Japanese troops in the city have connected with the Japanese troops from other directions, and they are frantically blocking the National Army in the city who want to go to the Luodian battlefield to support.

The nationalist troops in the city also charged forward recklessly, using their flesh and blood to clear the way for their comrades behind and beside them, just so that one more person could break through the blockade and support the Luodian battlefield.

The battle was so brutal that not even an inch of blood on the streets could describe it.

During these three days, Li Qiang was mobilizing the people and Wang Yi was also busy.

With the help of the connections that Wang Yi made in the National Army when he captured the former head of the Imperial Navy, Hasegawa Kiyoshi, he also found National Army soldiers who could help him bring the person to the front line and record him.

It was Zhou Weiguo who served as the regiment commander of the 87th Division.

When Wang Yi found him and made this request, Zhou Weiguo did not agree directly.

As a soldier, he understood how dangerous it was to lead a dozen or twenty civilians to break through the enemy's blockade and fight their way to the Luodian battlefield at this time. If things went wrong, he might even die on the road, so how could there be any spare manpower to watch over the lives of these reporters?

Even if he had someone else, Wang Yi, accompanying him, Zhou Weiguo did not dare to take the risk and said he would give a reply after meeting the person in person.

Wang Yi did not force it. After receiving Zhou Weiguo's answer which was considered as an assurance, he returned to the temporary field hospital in the concession, where he helped save people while treating his internal injuries caused by saving people.

At the same time, he was also paying attention to Li Qiang's movements.

He had asked his family for someone and arranged for him to work at the Mainland Daily with only one purpose.

It is to allow these comrades who have been tested by the organization to have a platform to record first-hand the front battlefield and the various inhumane behaviors of the Kuomintang government. More importantly, they must learn how to create public opinion, turn public opinion into an offensive, and be able to stab the Kuomintang government at any time and anywhere.

The reason for arranging it in the mainland daily newspaper is also very simple.

The Mainland Daily was a newspaper that he had funded and established when he was still pioneering in the United States. The apparent reason for this was that it was a neutral third party that could record the situation in the Republic of China impartially.

This will allow the Continental Group to choose investment targets based on the situation in the Republic of China and protect the Continental Group's interests in China.

After all, in the Republic of China, there were no restrictions on publication numbers for running a newspaper or newspaper company. It all depended on your sales and who was backing you.

At this time when all the mouthpieces are strangled by the Kuomintang, if you want the people to be the first to know the government's dynamics and prevent it from confusing right and wrong and having no mass support, you have to have a tiger skin that even the Kuomintang dare not touch.

In Wang Yi's view, the current Battle of Shanghai is a test for these comrades.

They had to learn how to record and report impartially, and how to use journalism to report the incompetence of the Kuomintang government in the process and the bloody battles of the Kuomintang soldiers on the front lines.

If we don’t accumulate experience now, how can we engage in a war of words with those guys in the Western camp later?

As soon as the three days were up, Li Qiang brought a dozen young men and women who had been mobilized and mentally prepared to meet Wang Yi who was waiting at the dock.

Wang Yi stood at the dock, looking at the beacon fire on the other side of the river, then looking at the comrades in front of him who were well-equipped, and then he looked at Li Qiang.

"Boss Li, you want to go with us too?"

"I mobilized them to come here. If I, the organizer, don't follow, how can I make them trust me? Besides, I used to be in Shanghai, too. Don't underestimate me, Mr. Wang."

For the sake of Wang Yi's own identity security, at least on the surface, these comrades or activists who were assigned here did not know Wang Yi's true identity. As for Wang Yi, they only knew that he was a middleman who bet on both sides, who had capabilities, but they did not know the details.

The two could only act in front of these comrades.

"Since Boss Li has made up his mind, please get on board, everyone. I will take you there."

"Just go over there like this? The Japanese are going crazy now. They don't bomb the concessions, but bomb everywhere outside the concessions. In the past few days, the wounded soldiers of the Nationalist Army on the other side of the river have not been able to be sent over. Aren't we sending ourselves to die for no reason?"

A young man looked at the splashes of water on the river outside from time to time, his face turned black. He was not afraid of death, and he knew that he might be able to come back, but it was too unfair to die before accomplishing his mission.

"Oh, don't worry, young man. I'm here. Bullets and shells will go around you. Everyone, please get on board."

"Zhongyi, if you can't trust Mr. Wang, you have to trust Boss Li. If he's not afraid, there's no need for us to think too much."

"I'm thinking about our safety. This is not the right way to die. Don't you think so, Zhenmin?"

"Okay, just listen to Fang Min and get on board quickly. People are still watching us!" While Wang Yi was chattering, people also filed onto the boat. He looked at these people, thinking about something. However, Li Qiang, who was the last to board, noticed something.

"What? Are the immortals on earth tempted by the mortal world?"

"I didn't realize you were so optimistic. Was the guy just now called Zhongyi?"

"Oh, Zhao Zhongyi, Liu Zhenmin, Fang Min, they are all activists. They are my junior brothers and sisters. Their teachers are also our comrades. What's wrong?"

"Nothing, get on the boat, I'll take you there."

There are too many people with the same name these days. Although a name like Zhongyi is not as common as Zhang Wei, there are quite a few people with this name in this era.

After everyone was on board, Wang Yi stood at the stern and slapped the dock.

The reaction force brought by the palm wind also pushed the small wooden boat smoothly towards the other side of the river.

The wupeng boat was shaking, and the sound of artillery fire from the other side of the river was getting closer and closer. From time to time, a shell would fall into the water, creating a splash of water.

The progressive students, activists and comrades on the boat could only hold on to their equipment and pray that they would not be hit by stray bullets and fed to the fish.

Especially when the boat reached the middle of the river, with more shells falling into the river and the sound of artillery fire getting closer, this feeling of anxiety reached its peak.

Li Qiang sat very steadily for these young men who were only five or six years younger. His calm attitude was slowly infecting them. Gradually, they found that it seemed that no shells hit them. They all exploded around them. Apart from making a loud noise, they could not even shake the ship.

Thinking about what Wang Yi said before they boarded the boat, the female student named Fang Min bravely leaned out half of her body to see what Wang Yi, who was boarding the boat with them, was doing.

As soon as she stuck her head out, she saw this scene.

Wang Yi, a thin man, stood at the bow with his hands behind his back like a master, looking at the other side of the river which was getting closer and closer. The whole black-sailed boat moved forward steadily without any wind.

Wherever the ship passed, the sea was calm, but at this time, shells fell from time to time, and stray bullets flew across the river, which seemed particularly discordant.

Everything that Fang Min saw was really incomprehensible to a progressive student like her.

This is the understanding that the public should have about the supernatural circle in this era. Most of them have heard about it from others, have never seen it with their own eyes, and do not know how magical it is.

An unknown wind blew and pushed the half of Fang Min's body that was sticking out back into the boat. She then saw Li Qiang looking at her with a half-smile.

"How about it, do you believe it now?"

"But didn't you say that there has never been a savior, and we don't rely on gods or emperors."

"Yeah, so do you think he is a savior? Or a god?"

Li Qiang's counter-question also stumped Fang Min, but Li Qiang was not angry.

"So he is just like us, a Chinese who wants to contribute to our motherland, which has been bullied by the great powers. The only difference between him and us is that he is a little bit better than us. The rest is no different from us.

All right, don't go out and stay put, we're almost at the shore."

Without further discussion on this topic, under Wang Yi's escort, the group reached the other side of the river safely.
The boys were responsible for carrying the heavier objects and walked in the middle. Wang Yi led the way in front, and Li Qiang followed behind. Holding the pass that had been prepared long ago, they arrived at the defense area agreed with Zhou Weiguo without any obstacles.

"Captain Zhou, sorry for the wait."

At this time, the regiment led by Zhou Weiguo had just been displaced from the battlefield and had been resting for less than a day. He did not expect that there were people who were not afraid of death and really wanted to go to the front line of the Luodian battlefield to record the battle situation.

Apart from anything else, he has to admire the heart and the action of daring to come to the other side.

"Boss Wang, I didn't expect you to be able to find someone. But the situation is different now. The Japanese are fighting like crazy. It's hard to even defend the place, let alone get out. Do you really want to take these students who have never touched a gun to die?"

"They all know how dangerous it is here. Right now, the country is in crisis, and you soldiers are fighting on the front lines. They just want to do your part in your own way. You have to let the whole country know what you have done. As for the dangers along the way, I dare not boast about the front lines, but in this city, whether they are or your soldiers, if any of them are injured or killed, you can shoot me with a gun, and I will not resist.

You also understand that instead of being trapped here, it is better to take a gamble and see if we can cause some trouble to the Japanese on the periphery. The more troops the Japanese put in the Luodian battlefield, the less pressure there will be."

"I understand without you telling me. Since Boss Wang and the people you lead are not afraid of death, then well, I, Zhou Weiguo, will go crazy with you. Anyway, the positioning of my regiment is mobility. Fighting here or fighting outside is still fighting, but the people you lead have to listen to my command."

"That's natural."

On this point, neither Wang Yi nor Li Qiang would go against Zhou Weiguo.

Zhou Weiguo also began to mobilize and quickly incorporated Li Qiang and others into the team. Naturally, Wang Yi, the heroic unit, was not included.

He had only one mission, as the only mobile heroic unit with the ability to stay in the air, he was responsible for escorting Zhou Weiguo's troops and preserving as many of the enemy's forces as possible to break through the Japanese blockade in the urban area.

"Brothers, let's go and clear the way for our brothers!"

Without any grand words, Zhou Weiguo gave an order and led his team straight to the streets where the fighting between China and Japan was the most intense. Wang Yi also went ahead to clear the way for them and find out the risks ahead.

(End of this chapter)