Chapter IX 7

After the fire in Wujun Temple was extinguished, the spy company and reconnaissance company directly under the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army did not stop for a moment, and as soon as the fire was controlled, they rushed back to the headquarters station in the starry night with heavy steps. Unbeknownst to them, there were hundreds of pairs of eyes as sharp as falcons......

Kimura Jiwu couldn't help but be overjoyed after observing the situation on the other side with a telescope, which was heavily guarded and full of soldiers, in addition to the sentry posts, there were also densely packed, almost armed to the teeth elite troops patrolling the vicinity, and the tightness of the defense was simply impeccable, and even Kimura Jiwu himself could not find the shortcomings of the opponent's defense for a while.

Sergeant Hongxin, who was in charge of radio liaison, suddenly took off the headphones hanging on the sides of his head, and his words revealed surprise: "Your Excellency, I have found a signal with a very strong signal that is sending telephone telegrams from the inside to the outside......"

"How did you find out?" Jitake Kimura asked in a low voice.

"Your Excellency, our army's telecommunications intelligence technology office in Taiyuan has recently updated its cipher telecommunications research and translation and telecommunications direction finding technology, and this wireless communication machine in my hand can communicate with our army's intelligence department on a single line at any time. Just now, the Taiyuan Telecommunications Intelligence Technology Office said that they had discovered an extremely suspicious frequency band and were constantly sending telegrams to the outside world. After much confirmation, it was not far from where we were at the moment, and the radio station should be in the village. โ€

"Is there a way to decipher it?"

Sergeant Hongxin shook his head helplessly, shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'm sorry, I can't decipher it for the time being, the telecommunications department and intelligence network of the Eighth Road have only recently changed the password. The enemy is very cunning, and although he did not discover the military intentions of our secret service, he has also done enough in the anti-reconnaissance operation, so to speak, to take precautions. โ€

Jitake Kimura bit his lip and looked at the camp in front of him with mixed feelings. All kinds of circumstances show that this well-defended village will never be the station or branch of a certain grassroots unit of the Eighth Route Army, and it is very likely that it will be the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army or the station of the 129th Division. According to Kimura Jiwu's temper in the past, he really wanted to rush into this village with his agents carrying guns and sweep through, and it was best to capture all the deputy commander-in-chief of the Eighth Route Army or the commander of the 129th Division alive, so that he could send them to the headquarters of the First Army in Taiyuan to ask Commander Iwamatsu Yoshio for credit.

Heaven does not fulfill people's wishes, only with the firearms and equipment in their hands, I am afraid that before they get close to the village, they will be beaten into a sieve by the patrol troops set up on the periphery of the Eighth Road, not to mention capturing the other party's senior commander alive, even the leading secret service in their own hands will also be destroyed. This is the only trump card that Kimura Jiwu has had for many years, and he has spent many years of hard work in order to establish this secret service department, and he can't let the secret service be destroyed in this situation no matter what......

Kimura Jiwu turned his head to Sergeant Hironobu and said, "Hironobu-kun, I need you to stay here and continue to observe the specific movements of the Eighth Road, and I will let the telecommunications and intelligence technology office in Taiyuan focus on monitoring this frequency band." As the eyes of our First Army, you will stay here to secretly set up a forward base station of our army's intelligence network. I know this is a bit cruel to you, and your stay here will be extended as our military intelligence pays more attention to this band. But I still plead with you on a personal note, hoping that you will hold on to this time. Of course, I will ask Commander Yoshio Iwamatsu for your merits, and when you return to Taiyuan, you will be expected to receive the highest honor! โ€

Sergeant Hongxin was also a nationalist who was deeply influenced by militaristic ideology, and he himself did not have much interest in politics, but he was particularly extreme in his ideas and beliefs. He fought with Kimura for many years, and although he spent most of his time in the role of telecommunications liaison, he never exhausted his business skills. Whether it is the ability to fight alone, the use of weapons or the tacit understanding when working together, they are all top-notch.

Sergeant Hongxin vividly remembers what one of his history teachers in middle school once said, "...... Japan is a resource-poor country, and for congenital reasons, about two-thirds of the ground in mainland Japan is made up of igneous or eruptive rocks of the Cenozona, and there are many faults in between. Therefore, for Japan, whether it is coal, metal, or oil, it is quite scarce and precious. Nearly 100 million people live on this group of islands, which is less than 400,000 square kilometers, and is not as large as China's Yunnan province. It's like tens of millions of Japanese residents crammed into a ship that is about to be overloaded. And this ship is likely to be destroyed at any time in the case of scarce resources and dense personnel...... Therefore, if Japan is to survive in peace and stability for a long time, it must save itself. And the root of self-help is to expand the territory outward, and its primary target is those countries that are rich in resources. Otherwise, sooner or later, the Yamato nation will be overwhelmed by the torrent of history, and Japan's territory on the earth will be completely erased......"

Needless to say, this lecture will forever leave a lingering mark on Sergeant Horizon's mind like a soldering iron. He was also like the former group of classmates, who dared to swim in the river with his bare back in the cold winter; Wrapping his head in a towel and holding a wooden gun to engage in a "duel" with his classmates; The most impressive thing about Sergeant Hiroshin was that after he was conscripted into the army, he was led by a second lieutenant in the Navy and other soldiers to take a warship to the Tsushima Strait, the main battlefield โ€”โ€”โ€”of the "Russo-Japanese War" that year. Leaning against the railing of the deck, the second lieutenant said with a solemn expression and a solemn expression facing the sea: "...... It was in these waters that Admiral Heihachiro Togo personally led the warship Mikasa to play the March of the Japanese Navy and took the lead in singing the slogan "The Imperial Kingdom Rises and Falls, Only One War," and then led the fleet out of the bay of Zhen, aiming directly at the Russian fleet in the waters of Tsushima. This battle will shine in the annals of history with the victory of our Japanese navy. Excitingly, the victory in the Battle of Tsushima set a precedent for the first time in modern history that the yellow race defeated the white race in military operations. Today, the burden of history is on the shoulders of the monarchs, and you must also keep in mind the instructions of the general of Dongxiang back then, and dare to dedicate everything for the future destiny and future direction of the empire, even if it is your own life......"

To this day, Sergeant Horizon still remembers these two events and holds them for life. In terms of ideals and beliefs, Sergeant Hongxin has his own cognition and persistence, and his fanatical militarist ideas have germinated and grown in his body, and today he has developed into a big tree in the sky, which can ignite a raging fire with just a little fire. In his opinion, it was the highest honor of his life to be able to dedicate himself to the empire, and even if he could not live to meet the victory, he could face his country and nation with his immortal heart, and his parents were praying for him in the Fuji Mountains......

"Your Excellency, it is my honor to dedicate myself to the Empire, thank you for giving me this opportunity. I have only one request, if I die in battle for the Empire, I hope that His Excellency Osa will send a request to the commander of the North China Front to write my name in the ancestral hall of the Yasukuni Shrine, and Hiroshin will be grateful, and my parents in Hokkaido will be glorified for my efforts. โ€

Kimura Jiwu nodded with a stern face: "Don't worry, Hongxin-kun, I will definitely fulfill your long-cherished wish." You are the pride of the Empire, a role model for my First Army and Secret Service. I want to make it clear that your personal safety is particularly important, and you must ensure that you can only communicate with our intelligence network in Taiyuan without being discovered by the eight roads, unless there is an emergency, you can make decisions on camera...... Hongxinjun, it's your turn to sing a one-man show. It's getting late, and in order to avoid long nights, I must lead the secret service to leave this place overnight, so take care......"

"Your Excellency Dazuo, take care, I will never let down the trust of the chief."

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Recently, the organization decided to transfer political commissar Xiao Zhiyuan from the independent regiment and reappointed as director of the political department of the Third Army subdivision of the Taihang Military Region.

Compared with the resume of former political commissar Xiao Zhiyuan, the resume of the new political commissar Liu Ping is much thicker. Like Zhang Shan, the deputy head of the regiment, his hometown was in Huang'an County, Hubei Province, and he studied in a private school for several years when he was young, and he was considered a high-level intellectual in the ranks of the Red Army, which generally had a low level of education. But the strange thing is that Liu Ping himself is not a political cadre. Since participating in the Jute Uprising at the end of 1927, Liu Ping has been serving as a military commander, and at the end of 1934, he also served as the commander of a division of the 31st Red Army, which is a veritable old revolutionary.

Strangely, on the eve of the Anti-Japanese War, Liu Ping unexpectedly broke away from the battle sequence of the Red 31st Army and was included in the Liaison Bureau of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China for espionage work. Liu Ping, who has always been upright, is particularly repulsive to spy agencies, believing that his personality is not suitable for being an agent, but should be more suitable for galloping on the battlefield and serving the country. But God did not fulfill people's wishes, and Li Kenong, then director of the Liaison Bureau of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China, chose to set his eyes on Liu Ping. After less than three months of professional training, Liu Ping infiltrated various cities and counties as a businessman to collect relevant intelligence, and if he was lucky, he could catch up with a small-scale hoeing operation.

From 1937 onwards, Liu Ping secretly hibernated in the Japanese-occupied and nationalized areas for nearly three years, going back and forth between Shanghai, Beiping, Nanjing and other cities, and almost visiting the entire East and North China regions. It was not until the beginning of 1940 that he was recalled by the organization, during which he was sent to the first branch of the Anti-Japanese University to accompany him for several months, and it was only recently that he was selected by Liu Bocheng to be included in the battle sequence of his 129th Division.

Early that morning, Liu Ping, escorted by a guard, drove his horse to the headquarters of the 129th Division. At this time, Master Liu Bocheng was holding his glasses and studying the sand table operation in front of him.

Liu Ping "snapped" and stood upright: "Report to the chief, Liu Ping, the former commander of the independent division of the 31st Red Army, was ordered to arrive!" โ€

Division Commander Liu Bocheng raised his head suddenly, and said with a witty smile: "Who should I be so loud, it turns out that the big sword of the former Red 31st Army Liu has arrived!" How? After being a little bourgeois for a few years, he went to Yimeng Mountain to be a student for a few days, and he hasn't forgotten the old imperial calendar before? โ€

"No way, old chief, this is our hometown! When I was the division commander of the Red 31st Army, you were already our chief of the General Staff. But since I was transferred to the Central Liaison Bureau, I have been separated for many years, and I haven't had time to say goodbye to the old chief before leaving. On the way I first came, I was still wondering, and said that this old chief still remembers me? Aren't you going to arrest me like a foreign go-to-go? Yes, the more I think about it, the more I mutter, the more bottomless I ......" Liu Ping shook hands with Master Liu Bocheng and greeted.

Master Liu asked kindly: "How is it, how does it feel to work underground in the past few years?" How can you say that you are also a person who has seen the world, and you will not gain nothing after walking all over the enemy-occupied areas and nationally controlled areas? โ€

"Hey, don't mention it, in addition to daily work, it's just a lot of miscellaneous chores. Every day, I either practice calligraphy or learn to lift birds and fly eagles, and I am about to be trained to become a bourgeoisie! I went to intercede with my superiors, but the comrades of the Liaison Bureau told me that Director Li had personally given instructions. Old chief, you know me, I Liu Ping is from a poor background, my father and mother desperately gave up their faces to put me into a private school to study and didn't read anything, and then caught up with the jute riots, I copied a flat pole from home and defected to the team. Don't tell you, you just look at the calluses on my hands, it is only suitable for carrying a flat shoulder, carrying a big knife, you want me to use it to practice what calligraphy, that is not to force Zhang Fei embroidery, it is better to kill me! Liu Ping complained.

Master Liu Bocheng patted Liu Ping's shoulder and said comfortingly: "Don't be anxious, people always have to experience something new in this life." If you want to become an excellent commander and fighter, you must first understand the truth of tranquility and far-reaching. Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty wrote the poem "The heart is quiet and the sound is light, and there is no ancient or modern" as early as a thousand years ago. If you think about it, isn't the true meaning that the ancients of our country realized thousands of years ago now need to be realized through the infinite efforts of future generations? I don't believe that you Liu Ping can only become a soldier who charges into battle and kills countless people in this life, but can't you become a Confucian general with deep still water and thick accumulation? I don't believe it anyway! โ€

Liu Ping felt a little flattered: "Teacher, what you said is ...... How do I hear a little confused? You're my old chief, don't beat around the bush with me! I know that you must have a mission to transfer me from Kang Da to the 129th Division, so just say it directly, which regiment should I go to? I'm sure I'll obey the arrangement! โ€

After Division Commander Liu said "That's good", he turned around and picked up a document on the table and handed it to Liu Ping: "Take a look, this is the latest appointment of the Political Department to you, if you agree after reviewing it, I will immediately send someone to send you to the department to take up a post." โ€

After Liu Ping opened the document with some hesitation, he was dumbfounded after reading a few lines. At first, he thought he was dazzled, and his face was full of incredulity: "Division commander, this appointment report is written incorrectly, right?" Let me go to the 385 Brigade Independent Regiment as a political commissar? Aren't you kidding me? I have been in charge of the military since I joined the army, and I have never been exposed to political work. You said that you let me do political work with a big knife, isn't that just a duck to the shelf? Division commander, you discuss with the Political Department and intercede for me, I really can't do this, let's change someone else. โ€

Senior Commander Liu asked calmly, "There must always be a reason to refuse, tell me what you think." โ€

Liu Ping simply got straight to the point, revealing his heart and said: "Commander, you know me, I, Liu Ping, have not been materials for political work since I was born. When I was in the Red 31st Army, I always had a bad relationship with my political commissar, and Commander-in-Chief Xu criticized me a lot for this, as you know. You said, you now let me do political work and be a deputy to others, isn't this arch fire? I have a temper, you know, a cannon fight, just a little bit. One day, if this regiment commander wants to say something unpleasant, and I will fight with him again, isn't that the person who lost our Red Fourth Front Army? โ€

Master Liu dangled his hand in front of Liu Ping's eyes, and his tone was a little helpless: "You, you always like to draw conclusions in advance. Often before the matter is revealed, you are beaten to death with a stick, which is not good. First of all, I must admit that you are indeed an excellent commander and fighter of the army, and you may make more achievements in the military field in the future, but this does not mean that you should give up learning and changing yourself. Under certain objective conditions, we must make some kind of adjustment and transformation ourselves, instead of blindly doing things according to our own wishes, and this is the difference between materialism and idealism. Don't forget, when you joined the party, I told you that you must learn to sharpen your character and change your habits in your future life, which is not only an art, but also a philosophy. Our army is like a melting pot, putting all the steel from * into the furnace to be smelted. In the smelting process, only by learning from each other's strengths and making up for each other's weaknesses can a good piece of steel be trained. It's the same when it comes to work, since you've been a military commander for 10 years, why don't you calm down and do political work for 10 years? Remember my sentence, no one's life is static, you can read from the book when you study, but life can't. If you still think of me as your old chief, you can believe me once, I will give you two months to experience it, and if you are not satisfied with your current job after two months, you come to me again, and I will consider changing your position. โ€

Liu Ping seemed to think of something: "Old chief, is the head of this independent regiment called Yang Longfei?" โ€

Senior Commander Liu nodded and said, "That's right, it's Yang Longfei's regiment." How, do you know him? โ€

"Not really, but I've heard of this man. At that time, the Ono Brigade of the Japanese Army was completely annihilated in Shilipu, and almost the entire North China region spread. I heard about it when I was doing intelligence work in Beiping, and for this reason, the Beiping secret service also specially marked the price to buy his head, no more, no less, a full 50,000 oceans! โ€

Master Liu smiled: "Then there should be a year, right?" According to the news from the inside line of our army, the headquarters of the enemy's First Army stationed in Taiyuan has re-opened the price, and now Yang Longfei's head is worth 100,000 oceans...... That's fine, since you also know a little bit about your future partner, I think the rest of the work will be relatively easier. I need to remind you that this partner of yours is not an honest guy, just like you, it has almost become a norm to scold your mother and flip the table when you are unhappy. That is to say, we can be a little more restrained in front of us, and as soon as we get out of the gate of the division, it will not be him, and it will not be over if we don't poke a hole in the sky. Of course, the transfer of you to the Independent Regiment was also decided by the head of the General Headquarters after careful consideration and consultation with me. Xiao Zhiyuan, the former political commissar of the Independent League, has worked in the Independent League for less than three years, but he can't pee in a pot with Yang Longfei. Yang Longfei himself has also reported to me many times and applied for me to replace Xiao Zhiyuan. After I thought about it again, I thought about transferring you, and what I wanted was the tip of the needle! If he hadn't sent a temperamental man to collide with him, he would have been able to tear down the roof of the Independent Regiment. As I said, this is a guy who has the guts to make trouble in the heavenly palace, and all you have to do is to be the tight spell on his head. Another point is that the former political commissar Xiao Zhiyuan's political thinking was too intense, and his political tendencies were also somewhat extreme; because of certain factors, he was engaged in the work of judging cadres in the regiment, which had indirectly disrupted the current work order, and the cadres and fighters of the independent regiment also complained a lot. In addition, the regiment commander Yang Longfei was wounded in a battle not long ago and is still recuperating in the hospital. The former political commissar will be transferred out in the next two days, you can work directly on the spot, I estimate that it will be ten and a half months before Yang Longfei is discharged from the hospital, and you can meet this future partner at that time! โ€

"Don't worry, old chief, I will definitely complete the task given to me by the organization!"

"Liu Ping, I want you to remember one thing, I sent you to the Independent Regiment neither to be an uncle nor a little daughter-in-law. You must know how to use what you have learned over the years to neutralize the current status quo of the Independent Regiment, not to engage in a rhetorical situation, let alone to pull the mountain, if there is such a situation, you must resolutely put an end to it, but also do not overdo it, which affects the normal work of the regiment, especially the morale of the soldiers. In a word, we must not only dare to say no to wrong things, but also learn to understand the characteristics and advantages of this unit in life and accumulate a certain amount of experience, which can be regarded as the homework I have assigned for you. โ€

"I understand, old chief, when am I leaving?"

"If you're still feeling energetic, I'd suggest you leave immediately. The independent regiment is resting in the area of Miaozhuang, less than 50 kilometers away from the headquarters station, and it is still in the nature of a guard unit, and there are few battles, so you have plenty of time to devote yourself to work. What do you think? If your health permits, I'll send someone to escort you there......"

Liu Ping politely refused: "Thank you for the kindness of the old chief, no need." In this way, the division headquarters is not very far from the station of the independent regiment, and it should be there in three hours. Old chief, take care, I'll go to the Independent Regiment with the guards to report! โ€

Before leaving, Master Liu Bocheng also picked up a thin copy of "The Mean" from his desk and handed it to Liu Ping, and repeatedly told him to read more books when he was bored, which might inspire his future work and life path.

The old chief had good intentions, and Liu Ping had no choice but to be disrespectful. Before leaving, he turned around and saluted Commander Liu with a standard military salute.

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Yang Longfei's wound has been removed and is in the final state of recuperation, his discharge application has been approved, and he can return to the regiment in a week to instruct work.

Unknowingly, Yang Longfei has been in the hospital for nearly three months. The cold winter has also passed, and the surrounding is a scene full of spring, with everything recovering, birds singing and flowers, and the warm breeze blowing slightly, which makes people feel extra comfortable.

On this day, the nurses in the hospital had nothing to do, so they hugged Yang Longfei in a pavilion in a group of three and a team of five. To be honest, the nurses had heard of the famous Eighth Route Legion Commander for a long time. Most of the previous battles of the independent regiment spread in the northwest of Shanxi, and they were praised as good stories.

The nurses scrambled to ask questions, which made Yang Longfei a little confused.

"Alas, Commander Yang, do you know Captain Wang of the 772nd Regiment? He's just like you, fighting fiercely. A few days ago, he led his soldiers to ambush an enemy battlefield tour group in Linfen, killing more than 100 devils, and there seems to be a big official with a little devil in it...... Captain Yang, do you think you are fighting better than that Captain Wang, which of you is better? โ€

"Commander Yang, I heard that you were in the national army before, and it is rumored that all the officials in the national army have married little wives, so why don't you marry little wives?"

"Hey, Commander Yang, I heard that the cadres and soldiers of the Independent Regiment are all deadly masters, and there is no blinking on the tip of the knife. I heard that when your regiment was fighting the devil's stronghold, even the cooks and grooms participated in the battle, and the apron on the waist didn't have time to untie it, so they picked up the kitchen knife and went up, is this really the case? โ€

Yang Longfei is most annoyed by others chirping in his ears on weekdays, as the saying goes, "three women in one play", a glance, okay, not only three nurses? No more, no less, exactly six girls! Every word you say to me makes Yang Longfei's ears almost calloused......

"Alas, alas, I said you should speak slowly, can you do it one by one? I'm here alone, and you six mouths are chirping here, who are you listening to? Okay, don't make any noise, ask questions one by one, and I'll answer them one by one...... Well, what did you just ask me about? Oh, remember! You ask me if I know the head of the 772nd regiment? Hey, crazy Wang, I'm an old acquaintance with this kid, I knew him not long after I was transferred to Shanxi in 38, and he was still the deputy head of the 772nd Regiment at that time. What you just said is right, this kid is not ambiguous about fighting devils, he is a hard stubble. Often, not long after the battle began, he gave the order to blow the trumpet and fight the enemy with bayonets. Then again, if he didn't have this spirit of desperate Saburo, people wouldn't be able to nickname him Wang Crazy, right? We're very similar in this way. In fact, we both have a lot in common, such as both love to drink, both like to raise horses, both like to scold two sentences of motherhood when they have nothing to do, and it is easy to do it after scolding in a hurry. Last time, the teacher invited a guest to dinner, and this kid started to scold after drinking too much, and I couldn't avoid vulgarity, so I scolded him at the wine table. And guess what? This kid didn't say a word, according to Lao Tzu, my chest was a punch. Alas, don't underestimate this punch, you don't know, this kid practiced martial arts before joining the army, and his punch came up like a hammer chiseled into the wall, which made me almost slow down. I didn't have a soft hand, I followed him three ways is a kick, this kid woke up from the wine at that time, and it hurt him so much that he covered his crotch and walked upside down......"

The nurse who asked the question pouted dissatisfiedly and said, "What a lie, how can you greet you like this?" If that place is kicked badly, the head of the king will not be in a hurry with you. โ€

Yang Longfei said disdainfully: "Hey, you don't understand this, right?" There is a jargon in martial arts, called 'hands are like two doors, all with feet to hit people'. If we don't have this at all, we really won't get up easily. Besides, who let that kid punch me all of a sudden? If he has the ability to kick me down, I won't have anything to say...... Hey, look at me, I'm off topic when I'm talking. You just asked me and Lao Wang, who is the best fighter? Yo, I'm sorry, I can't really answer you. If I want to say that I am better than him, you will definitely say that I am bragging, and if I want to say that he is better than me, you may not necessarily believe it. To be precise, we both have their own strengths. As for him, he is good at ambushes and positional warfare, but I am different, I am good at attacking fortifications and defensive battles. During the Great War in the Central Plains, I led my team to fight the enemy in the area of the Longhai Line, and you have never seen that posture. Good fellow, I took my regiment to rampage in the encirclement of the enemy's three divisions, and I just beat one of the opponent's divisions to pieces. There are two divisions of the Central Army outside the enemy's defensive circle to support me, what am I afraid of? I'll just save up enough energy to beat him up as a bitch! โ€

"Ahem, Head Yang, you haven't answered my question yet. I heard that Kuomintang officers love to marry little wives, and they all marry three-room and five-room marryes. If that's the case, why don't you marry a few? Another nurse asked.

Yang Longfei retorted with a straight face: "Listen to their nonsense, still a little wife?" Who told you that the officials of the Kuomintang love to marry the youngest? Like He Yingqin, Chief of Staff of the National Army, and Zhang Zhizhong, Minister of Political Affairs, are not small officials, right? They only married one wife. You guys, don't always think that the Kuomintang generals are so bad, there are still many backbone and bloody men in the ranks of the Kuomintang, do you think that all the Kuomintang officers are as useless as Shi Yousan's bastard? โ€

Nurse Wang Fang listened with relish, she was different from others, compared with the previous achievements of the independent regiment, she wanted to know some of the past between Captain Yang and Dean Gao. It must be admitted that in nearly three months of life, Wang Fang has secretly developed feelings for Yang Longfei, the head of the main regiment. Wang Fang knew in her heart that the two sides were more than one and a half points apart in terms of cultural level and status and level in the team. But for a woman who is just starting to fall in love, no factor can hide her appreciation for that man, who is a man with great male charm. Cultural people like to call people like Captain Yang jealous and hateful, righteous and awe-inspiring, anyway, they praise him as a man. Since joining the Eighth Route Army, how many years she has worked in the field hospital, she has never looked up to a person of the opposite sex from the perspective of an admirer. In her opinion, those men who killed countless people on the battlefield and were covered in blood were really terrifying, although they killed the Japanese, but every time they faced this blood-stained face, Wang Fang would always be a little timid, and sometimes he didn't even dare to look directly at the other party. Her idea is very simple, these people who can not even take their own lives seriously, you don't expect them to care about other people's lives, in case she says the wrong thing one day, those murderous battalion commanders and regiment commanders may dare to cut her with knives. And these ideas were slowly changed after Yang Longfei was injured and hospitalized......

"Head Yang, I heard that you and Dean Gao are old friends, and I heard Director Wang of the Political Department say that our Dean was still from a troublesome background at that time. Head Yang, how did you two meet? โ€

Yang Longfei took out a pack of "Old Knife Brand" cigarettes from his pocket, took out one and put it in his mouth, and then said inarticulate while wiping a match and lighting the fire: "Wait a while, I'll smoke a cigarette first...... Hmm, what did you just ask me? How did I meet you, Dean Gao? How else could you know that? That's how I know! This Director Wang only knows one thing, but I don't know the other, what kind of trouble* background is your dean? When she was in trouble*, she was still a yellow-haired girl who didn't understand anything. She was studying medicine at school at the time, and she was battling the broken scalpel all day long, and she knew what it was like to make trouble......

Wang Fang was not satisfied with his answer, so he pestered: "No, Head Yang, Director Wang is different from what you said. Director Wang said that Dean Gao had participated in the student movement in Beiping, and it seemed that he was still a person in charge of it. Eh, what's that movement called? Oh yes, it's called the 12.9 Movement! Head Yang, you are also from Beiping, do you know about the December 9th Movement? โ€

"I haven't heard of it, and it's not surprising, I'm not very interested in it. I'm a soldier, and I don't believe in anything but the gun in my hand, let alone a student movement. To be honest, I never thought that these student movements would play much of a role in the war effort. The reason is there, if you can drive the little devils away just by erecting a few big flags and shouting slogans to walk around the streets, then what do you need us soldiers to do? It's okay to go home and pick up the baby and hatch the sprouts, right? What else do you want us to do? Didn't I say that your Director Wang is a typical sour literati, according to the words of our hometown, isn't he just a stinky intellectual, what is there to brag about? Didn't you just ruin a few thread-bound books? Look at what he can, and those who don't know think that he is Confucius! In my opinion, as the old saying goes, useless is a scholar! โ€

Wang Fang was silent, but the nurses around her were in a commotion again. One of the nurses seemed to see through Wang Fang's thoughts, so he asked tentatively, "Alas, Head Yang, what do you think of our dean?" โ€

Yang Longfei didn't hear the other party's words, but just replied simply with a cigarette in his hand: "It's not bad, the cultural level is high, and the medical skills are not bad, what does it look like...... It's also so-so. It's just that this temper is not good, and he loves to give people a look at every turn, and his ideological consciousness needs to be improved. However, I have always tolerated and accepted backward comrades like you, Dean Gao, with a magnanimous belly. There's no way, lesbian, you can't beat or scold, she wants to get angry, we only have to suffer. Okay, if the Political Department of your hospital wants to do one-on-one help one day, don't forget to find someone to inform me, I will spontaneously be the object of her help, and by the way, her world view and the eldest lady's temper will all be changed. The toiling people are a family, they can't be divided into three, six, nine and so on, and they can't be arrogant, and they have to be reformed and transformed according to their temperament! โ€

When he said this, Yang Longfei only felt the wind behind him, and a cold air blew down his spine. Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Gao Ya's tactful and melodious voice came from behind him: "Ho, Head Yang, who are you trying to help transform your worldview?" Wouldn't you be taking the dream as real again? โ€

Yang Longfei suddenly stirred, he shook his hand and threw the cigarette butt between his fingers, and hurriedly turned around and sneered: "Yo, isn't this Comrade Dean?" Aren't you holding a party group meeting with the comrades of the Political Department? It's over so soon? Ouch, sorry, sorry, didn't I get blown by the wind last night? I slept in a daze, and accidentally took the things in his mother's dream as real. Don't be like me, don't I just have nothing to do to make fun of the lesbians, poor and happy? You say that in these years, how can there be so many things to be happy about, don't you say? โ€

Gao Ya glanced at the six nurses in front of him, and said in a kind tone: "You go to rest somewhere else, I have something to say to him alone......"

When the nurses heard this, they scrambled away.