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Chapter 181 Broadcaster Wu Zhaoxia

181 Broadcaster Wu Zhaoxia

December 37,

The ninth day after the fall of Jinling City, the third day after the establishment of Jinling Battlefield Radio Station.

Wu Zhaoxia came out of the shelter early in the morning before daybreak and received a portion of porridge and a longan-sized coarse flour bun.

The hot porridge and coarse flour steamed buns dispelled the coldness in the body.

Wu Zhaoxia felt much more comfortable, but she still felt a little hungry.

But there was no other way. At this time, the shelters in the city implemented a strict food rationing system.

The amount of food allocated to each person every day is limited.

Among them, pregnant women and babies have the highest priority and they will get the most food.

Although she was not full, she was not starving either. Wu Zhaoxia came to a house one street away from the shelter in high spirits.

There was a wooden sign hanging on the wall outside the house, which read: Jinling Battlefield Broadcasting Center, no entry for unauthorized persons.

"Sister Xia, you are here."

After Wu Zhaoxia entered, someone greeted her.

Before the Japanese invaders came, she was an announcer at Jinling Radio Station.

At this time, the Jinling Battlefield Broadcasting Center was set up by her and her team.

"Xiao An, have you finished writing the manuscript for lunch?"

Wu Zhaoxia shouted to a young man.

There were only a few people in the entire battlefield broadcasting center, all of them women and a few middle school students in the city.

"Okay, Sister Xia, please take a look and polish it up."

A young man ran over and handed Wu Zhaoxia a manuscript with a smile.

"Okay, you wrote it very well."

"Let's debug the equipment again and try not to have any more problems."

"Okay, Sister Xia,"

Not long after, a group of soldiers suddenly came in from outside, scaring Wu Zhaoxia and the others.

"Who's in charge here?"

The leading officer shouted.

"I!"

Wu Zhaoxia raised her hand and walked out.

"can I help you?"

The officer noticed that Wu Zhaoxia was also nervous, so he smiled and comforted her, "Yes, there is something wrong, but don't worry, it's a good thing for you."

"Chief of Staff Ye from the headquarters has ordered a team of militia to come and protect you.

In the future, when there are dirty and heavy jobs, you can ask them to do them."

The officer pointed to a few young and strong militiamen behind him and said to Wu Zhaoxia with a smile.

"Chief of Staff Ye? That Chief of Staff Ye."

Wu Zhaoxia was a little confused.

"Who else could it be? Of course it's Chief of Staff Ye Qingshan.

You must know. "

The officer continued to answer with a smile.

"what!"

Wu Zhaoxia exclaimed, and said in disbelief: "Chief of Staff Ye Qingshan knows about our battlefield broadcast?"

"of course I know."

At this moment, Wu Zhaoxia and other women in the combat broadcasting center were all excited.

At this time, Ye Qingshan was not only a "God of War" in the national army, but also an idol of countless people.

Especially women, which woman doesn’t love heroes?

"Chief of Staff Ye said that you should run the battlefield radio station well.

Let the whole country and the whole world know about our bloody battle with the Japanese in Jinling City.

Tell the people of the whole country that we have never given up and will never give up in defending our homeland and resisting the Japanese army.

Later, Chief of Staff Ye will arrange for some wounded soldiers to come and participate in your broadcast.

We will also ask some frontline fighters to write about their battles and tell the outside world through your broadcasts.

Let your broadcast content be enriched.”

"Ah! This is great!"

After hearing this, Wu Zhaoxia also became happy.

This is what she planned later.

Before, she was always worried because she had no background or connections and didn’t know how to contact the top leaders of the National Army.

It is very difficult to complete my future plans.

As a result, before she even took any action, Ye Qingshan had already solved the subsequent problems for her.

"Sir, go back and tell Chief of Staff Ye.

We must run battlefield broadcasts well to let the people of the country know how our soldiers and people in Jinling City united as one to fight against the Japanese invaders."

At this moment, Wu Zhaoxia felt that she had met a close friend.

A scholar dies for a confidant!

She was like a chicken with blood pumped up, her confidence doubled, and she vowed to do a good job in battlefield broadcasting,

Live up to Ye Qingshan’s expectations.

Soon, at twelve o'clock noon, Ye Qingshan, who was in the air-raid shelter command center, turned on the radio and tuned to a specific channel.

After a while, that familiar female voice appeared again.

"Dear listeners, this is the Jinling Battlefield Broadcasting Center.

Before we begin today, I would like to express my special thanks to Chief of Staff Ye Qingshan for his support to our Combat Broadcast Center."

After hearing this, Ye Qingshan smiled.

In a university professor's office in Wuhan, Wu Zhaoxia's gentle voice was heard from the radio.

This professor also accidentally listened to the Jinling Radio Station channel two days ago.

Soon, the professor spread the news.

At this time, the outside world's attention to the war between the National Army and the Japanese in Jinling City was far more urgent than Ye Qingshan had imagined.

The people across the country have never forgotten the war in Nanjing.

However, due to the difficulty in conveying information at that time and the fact that most people do not have special channels.

It is difficult to find out the details of the war in Nanjing at this time.

Most of them learned about the situation on the front line through newspaper reports.

The emergence of the Jinling Battle Radio Station gave them the most direct window to understand the Jinling War.

In an instant, one pass ten, ten pass one hundred.

Soon, most people in Wuhan knew about it.

Professor Lu is the most loyal fan of Jinling Battlefield Radio Station. He does nothing at noon and 6 pm every day.

Everyone would turn on the radio and listen to Wu Zhaoxia's radio broadcast.

boom!

There was a noise at the window.

The old professor roared angrily: "You bunch of bastards, if you want to listen, just come in. What the hell are you doing sneaking around like that?"

Not long after, a group of college students rushed into the old professor's office.

"Professor Xie Lu!"

the students shouted.

“So many people?

I'm afraid I can't stay in this small office!"

Half a day later, Professor Lu simply moved his radio into the classroom.

In this era, not every family could afford a radio.

Soon, Professor Lu's classroom was filled with students.

Those who arrived late couldn’t even squeeze in and had to squeeze into the classroom corridor.

"Students, please stop pushing, there is really no room left in the front.

You are late, there is no room here.

Otherwise, you can go and see other professors."

The student at the front of the crowd said helplessly to the students behind who were constantly crowding in.

At the same time, it was not just Wuhan, but also Shanghai, Guangzhou, Peking, Shancheng and so on.

In major cities across China, people who had the conditions to hear the radio all gathered in front of the radio.

While waiting quietly, Wu Zhaoxia told them about the current situation in Jinling City and the latest battle between the National Army and the Japanese invaders.