In Beiping, a manor that looks very ordinary, the young marshal is sitting in the spacious living room, flipping through the latest newspapers, and a handsome woman in a cheongsam next to him is holding coffee in her hand and reading the newspaper with him.

In the courtyard, there were guards, although these guards were dressed in civilian clothes, but their fierce expressions and well-trained movements made them look like soldiers from the army.

Gently flipped through a page of the newspaper, the young marshal raised his hand and pointed to the photo of Mei Lanfang, which occupied almost a genuine page on the newspaper, and said to the woman next to him with a smile, "Yidi, this is a photo of Mr. Mei when he performed the Cosmic Edge at the National Center for the Performing Arts last year. As he spoke, he sighed in admiration.

The cheongsam woman also nodded again and again, looking very much in agreement with his evaluation.

The two of them gently flipped through the Ta Kung Pao in their hands, commenting from time to time.

Suddenly, when the young marshal's hand flipped to a page, he stopped, and he stared at a piece of news in the newspaper, and the expression on his face obviously changed greatly.

It's a news story with only a few crosses at one end, and it's in the corner of the last edition. Compared with the entertainment version, which is half a page of star stills or lace news, it is like a low-rise house in the shadow of high-rise buildings, which looks shabby.

Even, those advertisements for wild medicine are several times larger than it.

"Yesterday, the Japanese chariots burst to the west of Yuguan City, and fired 100 cannons, many buildings in the city were damaged, and dozens of people were killed and wounded." The reporter below is a name named Qin Yao.

Although Beiping is now under the control of the Nationalist Government, the Japanese are not small, and they still have some troops stationed, and as for the spies and spies, they are even more numerous and numerous.

Some time ago, there were several shootings in Beiping City one after another, and the dead were all activists who had made anti-Japanese speeches. The police station checked for a long time, and then all of them were gone, because everyone understood that this must have been done by the Japanese, but there was nothing they could do.

Now the Japanese are more arrogant than the Chinese in Beiping and the three eastern provinces.

In such a situation where everyone is in unison, he dares to report this kind of news, and this reporter named Qin Yao is really bold.

"What, I miss my hometown again?" The cheongsam woman handed the coffee in her hand to the young marshal, then sat down beside him and held his hand, "I know that you are aggrieved, you are obviously acting on orders, but all the infamy has fallen on you." ”

"I'm not unhappy about those unhappy, I'm not happy to see the Japanese invaders ravaging my beautiful rivers and mountains, and I can only sit in this Beiping City, singing and dancing every day." The young marshal sighed lightly, and seemed to be very unwilling, "Back then, the 300,000 troops of our Northeast Army were dominating the three eastern provinces, which force dared to spy on my white mountains and black soil, but now, but-" Speaking of this, he couldn't go on.

The cheongsam woman also sighed softly, held the young marshal's hand, and patted it gently, "I believe that one day, the three eastern provinces will return to the hands of the Chinese, and the Japanese are doomed to failure." ”

"I hope so!"

There was silence in the room.

At this time, the phone rang, and the cheongsam woman stood up to answer the phone, said a few words to the phone, and then hung up the phone and walked back again.

"Whose phone number?" The young marshal asked.

"It was Chairman Hai of the Peking People's Salvation Association who invited me to participate in a fundraising event, saying that it was to raise some relief materials for the displaced people in Northeast China." The cheongsam woman smiled and replied, "I said I've been a little busy lately, so let's see the time then." ”

The young marshal said curiously, "Yidi, don't you like to participate in these activities very much, why don't you participate this time?" ”

The cheongsam woman shook her head, and then said, "You have been in poor health recently, and I am not at ease, so I will not participate." ”

"You see, I don't have any problems at all now, you don't have to worry about me, we have to participate in this kind of thing more, and do our best to help these people." Haha laughed and stood up, the young marshal punched, and then said, "Speaking of which, it's all my incompetence." ”

"Okay, okay, don't blame yourself, I'll change my clothes and go to the event in a while." The cheongsam woman comforted the young marshal a few words, and then went upstairs.

There was only the young marshal left in the living room, and he paced back and forth a few steps with his hands behind his back, and then stood in front of the window, looking at the mountains and rivers in the garden outside, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this moment, a guard ran in, came to him with his legs together, and said, "Young marshal, Brigadier He Zhuguo is here." ”

"He Zhuguo?!" The young marshal's eyebrows twitched twice, and then he hurriedly waved his hand, "Let him in." ”

The guard went down to give the order, and the young marshal sat down on the sofa again.

There was not much time, and with the sound of footsteps, Brigade Commander He Zhuguo walked in with the guard, and hurriedly stood up and saluted as soon as he saw the young marshal, "The commander of the Ninth Brigade, He Zhuguo, has seen the young marshal." ”

"You're welcome, sit down." The young marshal smiled and waved his hand, motioning for him to sit down.

He Zhuguo was sitting on the sofa on the side of the young marshal, his waist straight, waiting for his question.

The young marshal pondered for a moment and said, "You came to see me this time, is there a change in the situation in Yuguan?" ”

He Zhuguo was taken aback when he heard this, and said in surprise, "Young marshal, how do you know?" ”

The young marshal pushed the newspaper onto the coffee table in front of him, and said, "It's already reported in the newspaper, of course I know something." ”

He Zhuguo picked up the newspaper and read it carefully from beginning to end, and then put down the newspaper, with a little surprise on his face, "This reporter is fast enough, it has only happened for less than a day, and he has already written a report." ”

You must know that the bombardment of Yuguan City by the devil's chariot was in the middle of the night last night, and it is only nine o'clock in the morning, and it has already been written in the newspaper, and the reporter's sensitivity and action are not weak.

The two had a hunch that this reporter was not simple.

However, this matter does not matter to them now, what they want to discuss is about the devil's bombardment of Yuguan City.

He Zhuguo told the story of the incident in detail, and after he finished speaking, the young marshal was silent, so he didn't say more, but waited quietly.

After pondering for a moment, the young marshal raised his head, "What do you think about this matter?" ”

Brigadier He Zhuguo thought for a moment, and then said, "I don't think this matter is simple, I'm afraid that the Japanese are testing our tolerance limit, if we don't react or don't react strongly, they are likely to repeat the scene of the Mukden Incident again." ”

"The Japanese are really insatiable and greedy." The young marshal said angrily, "This time, we can't let them succeed again, you go back immediately to set up defenses, prepare for battle, and let the people of the whole country see the determination of our Northeast Army." ”

Brigade Commander He Zhuguo was overjoyed when he heard this, he hurriedly stood up and responded, "Yes, young marshal, I will go back and make arrangements, and I will not let the little devil's conspiracy succeed." ”

"Okay, report to me if you need anything, and I will definitely support you." The young marshal also stood up and looked at He Zhuguo, "I'm sure you won't let me down." ”

"Zhu Guo understands!" He Zhuguo nodded excitedly, then turned around and left.

Looking at He Zhuguo's distant back, the young marshal stood in the hall and did not move for a long time.

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