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England.

Downing Street.

Old Qiu looked at the Japanese statement, held his coffee cup, and chuckled softly:

"It seems that this fire has truly woken up the Japanese; they finally know what it means to be someone they can't afford to mess with."

He put down his coffee cup and looked at the Minister of War and Industry opposite him:

"How is the progress of our technology replication?"

The Minister of War Industry quickly replied, "Your Excellency, everything is going smoothly! We have analyzed the formula for the tank's armor steel, and its protective performance is far superior to our existing Churchill tanks."

"The aerodynamic design of those fighter jets gave us tremendous inspiration, and our jet fighter development progress was at least five years ahead of schedule!"

"Within a year, our army will be fully equipped with these new weapons!"

Old Qiu nodded in satisfaction: "Very good! Continue to increase investment, and we must get ahead of the Soviets and Americans to achieve large-scale production."

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Soviet.

Kremlin

The bearded man, pipe in hand, looked at the Japanese statement and a mocking smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"A cowardly fellow who's all bark and no bite. Even after the palace was bombed, he only dared to utter a few harsh words."

He put down his pipe and looked at Old Zhu beside him:

When will our military industry be able to produce its own heavy tanks and jet fighters?

Old Zhu immediately replied, "Comrade Grand Marshal, our technical personnel have worked day and night and have overcome most of the technical difficulties."

"The tank production line is being upgraded, and the first mass-produced tank will roll off the assembly line in three months."

"We have successfully replicated the first fighter jet engine, and it is currently undergoing testing."

"Within six months at most, our Red Army will be equipped with these most advanced weapons in the world!"

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Germany.

The Imperial Prime Minister's Office.

The man with the small mustache glanced at Japan's statement and curled his lip in disdain:

"Useless trash! They can't even beat a bunch of Chinese peasants, yet they dare to call themselves an empire."

He turned to look at Armaments Minister Speer:

"How are we doing? How are we assimilating the technologies we bought from the East?"

Speer replied respectfully, "Fashionista! Progress is exceeding expectations!"

"Within four months at most, our national defense forces will be fully equipped with new weapons, completely turning the tide of the war on the Eastern Front!"

The man with the small mustache's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he slammed his hand on the table:

"Excellent! Excellent! With these advanced weapons, victory will ultimately belong to the Third Reich!"

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mountain city.

Even the principal laughed, a hint of pleasure flashing in his eyes!

"Damn it! Those little devils have finally met their match!"

For the past few years, Japanese planes have been dropping bombs on his head every day, forcing him to hide in air-raid shelters countless times, and his capital was reduced to ruins.

Now, it's finally the Japanese devils' turn to taste the bitterness of their home being bombed.

"Treat prisoners of war well? Treat civilians kindly?" He scoffed, throwing the telegram on the table. "His skin is thicker than a city wall!"

The head of the Military Intelligence Bureau, Boss Dai, who was standing next to him, also laughed: "The principal is right. This statement looks fierce, but it's all empty talk. They don't even dare to say a word about fighting back. They're obviously scared of being beaten."

The principal nodded, his smile gradually fading, his gaze turning to the north with a complex expression.

"I never imagined... that those peasants would have fallen to such a state."

……

Laughter echoed through the courtyard of the Eighth Route Army headquarters, shaking the roof beams.

Several CEOs sat around the table, clutching Japan's blustering but ultimately weak statement, laughing uproariously.

The teacups on the table clattered loudly, and even the usually composed vice president had a wide grin on his face.

"Hahaha! I chickened out! I completely chickened out!"

One of the bosses slammed the telegram on the table and laughed so hard he slapped his thigh.

"Just a few days ago they were clamoring to kill two hundred prisoners every day to force us to hand over Mr. Shen, and now? They don't even dare to utter a single word about 'sending troops in retaliation'! All they can do is shout 'strong condemnation'!"

"Exactly!" another boss chimed in with a laugh. "Tenfold, a hundredfold brutal retaliation? Let him try! Why don't he send planes to bomb us again?"

"I think he's afraid Mr. Shen will fly over again and blow his dilapidated palace to smithereens!"

"What 'treating prisoners of war well' and 'treating civilians kindly'? Their skin is thicker than a city wall!"

The laughter gradually subsided, and a complex expression appeared on everyone's face.

They recalled the overwhelming barrage of profanities that had swept through the country a few days earlier.

I recalled the vicious words "butcher" and "brute" in the newspapers of the mountain city, the "sober-minded people" hiding in safe houses pointing fingers from their moral high ground, and the ordinary people who were gripped by fear and complaining about Mr. Shen's name.

"These people, the more fiercely they cursed Mr. Shen back then, the more their faces are stinging now." A boss sighed, his tone full of heartache.

"Mr. Shen gave us his all, sending tanks, airplanes, and medicine. He braved public condemnation to avenge the villagers of Wangjia Village, only to be met with a bad reputation in return."

"I can't swallow this!"

"I can't swallow it! I can't swallow it either!"

The vice president stood up abruptly, his eyes sharp as knives, his voice resounding:

"Draft a telegram immediately and send it nationwide!"

"First, reveal the full truth about the Wangjia Village massacre, along with photos of the Japanese soldiers slaughtering the village, so that the people of the whole country can see who raised the butcher's knife first!"

"Secondly, release irrefutable evidence of the Japanese army's atrocities against prisoners of war and their use of bacteriological warfare, exposing their lies of 'humanitarianism'!"

"Third, let everyone know clearly that it was precisely because of Mr. Shen's strong counterattack, precisely because we hurt the Japanese so badly, that we forced them to stop wantonly abusing prisoners and harming civilians!"

"Those who say Mr. Shen 'played with fire' and 'disregarded the big picture,' take a good look!"

"Constant concessions will only embolden the Japanese; only by inflicting pain and instilling fear in them can we truly protect our compatriots!"

The vice president paused, then spoke slowly and deliberately, each word carrying immense weight:

"To clear Mr. Shen's name!"

"He's not a butcher, he's not a brute."

"He is a national hero! He is the guardian of millions of compatriots!"

"Well said!" the bosses roared in approval!

"Write it like this! Let those who distort the truth see, let those 'clear-headed' people see, who the real heroes are!"

All the CEOs nodded in agreement, their eyes full of approval.

The writers immediately sprang into action, and in less than an hour, a telegram, each word resounding with conviction, appeared on the paper.

"Hero wrongly accused finally exonerated; a devastating explosion stops the slaughter!"

[A Letter to Fellow Countrymen on Clearing the Name of Mr. Shen Mingyuan]

"Since the Wangjiacun Massacre, the Japanese invaders have brazenly slaughtered 137 unarmed elderly, women and children, committing heinous crimes that arouse the wrath of both gods and men."

Our Eighth Route Army Flying Tiger Regiment's act of seeking revenge for the blood debts of our fallen compatriots and severely punishing the ringleader Xiang Jingtianyi and his followers is a matter of course and the will of the people.

However, some media outlets under the Nationalist government and so-called "social elites" have turned black into white and confused right and wrong, glossing over the perpetrators' crimes and instead smearing the avengers as "butchers" and "brutes".

They maliciously spread shameless lies claiming that "Shen Mingyuan brought trouble upon himself" and "his strong counterattack harmed his compatriots!"

They bewitch people, shake morale, unjustly accuse heroes, and bring pain to loved ones and joy to enemies!

Today, the whole truth will be revealed to the public…