Among them, Comrade Sun Qian, director of the arsenal, made great contributions to the construction of the base area, and specially awarded a first-class meritorious service medal for this purpose. Meng Qingshan walked up to him, quietly saluted a military salute, and brought a medal twice as small as the medal of later generations on Sun Qian's chest.

"Comrade Sun Qian, in view of the independent research and development of your arsenal, developed the Type 39 mortar and made a great contribution to the Anti-Japanese Federation, it is the Anti-Japanese Federation that has since had its own artillery, and has been able to produce grenades and rifles after continuous efforts, and has solved the problem of lack of ammunition for the Anti-Japanese Federation, and is specially awarded a first-class merit for you, and a third-class merit for the personnel of the entire arsenal."

After listening to Meng Qingshan's words. Sun Qian looked at the commander-in-chief in front of him excitedly, he didn't expect that he was the first to win the medal, not the battle-hardened soldiers, which made Sun Qian very moved and excited and didn't know what to say, just holding the medal while saluting the non-standard military salute.

Next are some combat heroes, combat model Meng Qingshan awarded them medals one by one, Meng Qingshan looked at the smiling crowd in front of him on the rostrum, his eyes were also red, because he thought of those martyrs who followed him from Yushu County and are now thousands of miles apart, and the heroes who died in the Japanese army, Meng Qingshan suddenly made a decision, stood up and shouted excitedly at the field.

"Comrades, since the little devils invaded our three eastern provinces, they have paid tens of thousands of comrades to drive out the invaders, and the compatriots who have sacrificed their independence in the distant Guannei. Now I order, all of them, to salute the martyrs with guns and fire their guns. ”

"Bang, bang!" A gunshot broke the atmosphere of the venue, and everyone's face was full of seriousness.

"Fight Japanese imperialism and drive the devils out of China." Cui Shiquan shouted loudly when he saw the venue with abnormal emotions.

"Little Japan, your eighteenth generation ancestors"

"Down with Little Japan."

Suddenly, the whole venue sounded loud slogans.

Next, Meng Qingshan asked the carefully selected troops of each division to walk around the playground a few times, singing loud military songs, and the representatives of the people watching looked at the neat steps and polished the shiny bayonets, which shocked them again and again, especially the artillery brigade of the Anti-United Nations Artillery Brigade pulled out several cannons that had only been seen in the little devils, which made the representatives of each village more determined the strong strength of the Anti-United Nations. At the same time, I made up my mind to go back and show off to those who didn't want to come.

In order to show a shocking scene this time, Meng Qingshan deliberately organized a training queue three days after returning to the base area, in order to make the people trust the Anti-Japanese Federation more. It is believed that when they are bullied by the Japanese army, the country has troops that can rescue them, not troops that run faster than them in case of danger.

After the meeting, in addition to the return of all troops and their representatives, the commanders of all divisions, the representatives of various military subdivisions, and some important local cadres in the base areas were left behind to prepare for the meeting prepared by Meng Qingshan in the evening, the encirclement and suppression of devils in the beginning of spring, and the key construction tasks in the base areas in the future. After several hours of discussion, the cadres of the Anti-Japanese Federation walked out of the conference room with confident expressions, because at the meeting, Meng Qingshan asked them to go to the logistics department to receive some ammunition supplies after the meeting, which made them even more confident.

The military and political personnel of various departments were ready to go back to train the soldiers to assist the base areas in carrying out anti-encirclement and suppression operations at the beginning of the spring, but Meng Qingshan did not elaborate on the specific contents, but only asked them to go back and lead the soldiers to have a successful Spring Festival and train the soldiers, waiting for the call of the headquarters.

At the same time, Meng Qingshan, Yang Jingyu, Zhao Shangzhi, Feng Zhongyun, and others, in the name of commander-in-chief, deputy commander-in-chief, and director of the Political Department of the Anti-Japanese Federation, respectively handed over the photos and letters to the Xinhua Ribao Office, which was quite influential in China at that time, and asked it to be forwarded to major newspapers and periodicals in the mainland for publication

At the home of Wang Yang, a reporter from the Xinhua Daily branch in Harbin. He was scratching his head on the table with one hand, knocking on the desk with the other and muttering, "What should I write!" Do you want to write like those colleagues that a certain Japanese Dazuo has won the battle again, or write that a few anti-bandits were arrested under the leadership of that Shaozuo, or write that this year's grain production is hundreds of thousands of catties under the leadership of so-and-so, or that under the leadership of the Great Japanese Imperial Army, the three northeastern provinces are full of vitality, and the common people sing praises to the great imperial army everywhere. After thinking for a while, Wang Yang shook his head, he is not the group of dogs who follow the Japanese to shake their heads for a little money, since the last time he picked up a set of photos, he has not written any better headlines, the editor-in-chief has informed him that if he can't get good information, then he can be laid off, if he loses his job. How should the child he was in his mother's womb survive, just when he was thinking about it.

"Bell, bell." A knock on the door interrupted his thoughts, and Wang Yang thought that his wife had returned. So he put down his pen and walked to the door, and when he opened it, he found that it was not his virtuous wife but a strange man in a black trench coat.

"You are?" Wang Yang asked suspiciously.

"Hello, are you a reporter from Wangwang?"

"Huh! If you're looking for Wang Yang from Xinhua Daily, I am. ”

"Are there a lot of people called Wang Yang?"

"According to me, the deputy chief of the police department is also called Wang Yang."

"Oh well! I'll look for you. ”

"What's the matter?" "Could it be that reporter Wang treats guests like this? They didn't invite me in to sit down, knowing that I had brought top-secret information. It's going to make you famous all at once! ”

"Quick, please come in." Wang Yang invited the strange man in and hurriedly brought him a cup of hot tea.

"I wonder what I need to pay for the information you gave me?"

"You don't have to pay, as long as you pass on the information."

"What information?"

The man in black took out an envelope from his coat pocket, Wang Yang was worthy of being a reporter's eyes, and he only glanced at it and found that the man in black actually had a pistol in his arms, yes, it was a box cannon, Wang Yang's head gradually showed cold sweat, he was very worried that the man would shoot him, and took the envelope tremblingly and asked, "I can open it. Take a look? ”

The man in black saw his nervousness and smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." ”

After listening to his words, Wang Yang was already a little scared and even more worried, and while carefully opening the envelope, he looked at the man in black, and the man in black looked at Wang Yang as timid as a mouse, and frowned, and he didn't know if this timid reporter could complete the task assigned by the organization.

When opening the envelope and seeing a set of photos and a letter, Wang Yang first picked up the photo and looked at it and found that it was a group of soldiers, according to Wang Yang's observation, although this group of people held Japanese weapons and almost the same different color uniforms, but this group of people was obviously Chinese, and there was also a bright red flag with the Northeast Anti-Japanese Allied Army North Manchurian Base Area, Wang Yang looked at the man in black with an excited expression and asked: "Are these all true?" ”

"What do you say?"

"Are you one of them, then?"

"Guess."

“”

"Mr. Wang Yang, since you have read the content, I wonder if you can be featured in Xinhua Daily and various newspapers and periodicals?"

"The information you gave me is very good, but I don't know if I can report it, I have to wait until tomorrow to ask the editor-in-chief." Wang Yang whispered.

"Oh well! If you can report it, it's just the best, if you can't report it, then it's okay, this is your reward, if you can report it, I will have follow-up information and reward. After the man in black finished speaking, he handed Wang Yang a small bag, got up and walked out, disappearing into the night. (To be continued.) )