After she became the daughter of a vicious warlord, she cleaned herself up

Chapter 132 The public is furious

"boom!"

A loud bang instantly exploded in Jiang Shiyuan's mind.

Obviously, Shanghai City and Wan City are thousands of miles apart, but at this moment, the sound of artillery fire from the Japanese army bombarding Wan City seemed to be very close.

She sat up suddenly in bed, her heart pounding like a drum and cold sweat soaking her pajamas.

An ominous premonition arose in Jiang Shiyuan's heart.

She grabbed the alarm clock on the bedside table, which read six in the morning.

According to what he had learned from history textbooks, the Japanese army should have blown up the headquarters of the 29th Army Battalion stationed in Wancheng by now.

She immediately got out of bed, put on her coat, and rushed out of the room.

"Someone come! Someone come quickly!" Jiang Shiyuan's voice echoed in the empty corridor.

The servants who had already started preparing breakfast and cleaning the living room rushed over when they heard the noise. They were all startled when they saw Jiang Shiyuan's anxious expression.

"Second Miss, what happened?"

"Go turn on the radio! Quick!" Jiang Shiyuan's voice was quick and sharp.

Mother Feng put down the work in her hands and, not daring to delay, ran to turn on the radio in the living room and tuned to the official channel of the Nationalist Government.

"Zi la...Zi la..."

There was a noisy electric sound coming from the radio, followed by a heavy voice.

"Dear listeners, now we have an urgent news..."

"At about 11:00 last night, the Japanese army was conducting a drill near Lugou Bridge, southwest of the north city. They used the excuse that a soldier was missing and demanded to enter Wancheng to search..."

"After the Chinese defenders rejected the Japanese army's unreasonable demands, the Japanese army bombarded Wanping City at around five o'clock this morning, and a fierce exchange of fire broke out between the two sides..."

"At present, the war is still going on..."

Jiang Shiyuan's face turned pale in an instant. The thing she was most worried about happened.

At this time, Chen Xiangyun also came downstairs and happened to hear the news on the radio. She couldn't help but clench her fists.

"Madam, Miss, this..."

The servants were stunned by this sudden news, their faces turned pale and they didn't know what to do.

Jiang Shiyuan took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

Although history cannot be completely changed, the defenders of the North City must have made better preparations than before after receiving reminders from their superiors, which should have reduced some casualties.

She ran over and held Chen Xiangyun's hand, her voice trembling slightly, "Aunt Xiang, this day has finally come..."

Chen Xiangyun held her hand back, "Xiaoyuan, now is not the time to panic. We must immediately inquire about the situation of your father and brother!"

Jiang Shiyuan quickly walked to the phone and dialed his father's military headquarters.

"Beep...beep..."

The ringing of the telephone sounded particularly harsh in the silent living room.

"Hello? Who is it?"

My father's strong voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Dad! I'm Xiaoyuan!"

"I just heard on the radio that the Japanese army bombarded Wanping City this morning. They are trying to reenact the 'September 18th Incident'!"

Marshal Jiang also received the military intelligence report from his superiors in advance, and he quickly gave her instructions.

"Xiaoyuan, you and your aunt Xiang should not go anywhere these days. Just stay in the French Concession. Do you hear me?"

Jiang Shiyuan immediately understood what his father meant and said quickly, "Dad, I understand. The French Concession is still safe for now."

Seeing this, Chen Xiangyun also came over, greeted Marshal Jiang on the receiver, and assured him that she would definitely protect Xiaoyuan and everything in the Jiang Mansion.

Marshal Jiang had some urgent military business to attend to, so he hung up without even saying a few words.

Jiang Shiyuan quickly called his brother's military headquarters, but there was no answer. He probably went to attend an emergency meeting.

For a time, newspapers and radio were flooded with news about the July 7 Incident, and the entire city of Shanghai seemed to be shrouded in a dark cloud.

"The Japanese army used the same old trick again, staged their own show, and brazenly bombarded Wanping City!"

"The 29th Chinese Army rose up to resist and fought fiercely at Marco Polo Bridge!"

"The people of the whole country must unite to resist foreign enemies!"

Various pieces of news are intertwined together, making people dizzy and upset.

The radio in the living room of Jiang Mansion was always on, and Jiang Shiyuan and Chen Xiangyun were afraid of missing any important news related to it.

During this period, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Nanjing National Government issued a statement to the Japanese ambassador, strongly condemning and protesting the Japanese army's brutal behavior of launching the Marco Polo Bridge Incident in Wancheng.

The Red Party also sent a telegram to the whole country in Ancheng, calling on the Chinese military and civilians to unite, build a national united front, and jointly fight against the Japanese invaders!

For a time, the whole country was outraged, and the calls for resisting Japan and saving the nation resounded through the sky.

At the Chen Mansion in the International Settlement, upon hearing the news, all the members of the Chen family in Shanghai gathered together and anxiously discussed the current situation.

"These Japanese devils are really going too far!"

Chen Haibo, the father of Chen Qingyan and his sister, was so angry that his face turned blue and he slammed the marble floor heavily with the walking stick in his hand.

"Brother, what should we do now? Are we really going to go to war with the Japanese?" Chen Haitao, the second son of the Chen family, asked with a worried look on his face.

"Fight! Why not fight?"

"I think these Japanese devils deserve a beating!" Chen Haichao, the third son of the Chen family, said indignantly.

Chen Qingyan's siblings were younger generations and originally had no right to interrupt in front of their uncles and aunts, but at this moment they could not hold back their anger.

"Since the Opium War in 1840, China has been enduring all kinds of bullying and humiliation from foreigners!"

"Now that the Japanese devils have bullied us like this, we must fight back fiercely!" Chen Qingyan waved his fist and shouted loudly.

"Yes, we Chinese people must never allow ourselves to be bullied again. We must drive them all back to their hometown!" Chen Jing'an slammed the table and said angrily.

"But..." Chen Haitao, who has always been weak in character, wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Chen Haibo.

He took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Okay, what our Chen family needs to do now is to unite and make all preparations to welcome this anti-Japanese war that is about to sweep across the country!"

"When necessary, the Chen family can also destroy their own property to help the country in times of trouble, fight against the Japanese with all their strength, and live and die with the country and the people!"

"Yes!" everyone in the Chen family responded in unison.

Chen Qingyan and his sister stood aside, listening to the conversation between their father and uncles, with mixed feelings.

They knew that this war would completely change China and would also completely change the fate of each of them.