"Thank you, Chairman Lonergan!"

Seeing the soldiers being shot, the women standing on the right side of the square, identifying the rapists, knelt on their knees, looked at Cassie Lonergan who was standing there, and thanked him sincerely. These people did not look very good, their clothes were covered with dust, and the turmoil and fighting during this period was not a good thing for most of the people. Cassie Lonergan's gaze swept over the women and he sighed softly. He took two steps forward and lifted them up one by one.

"This is what I should do, I am not strict with the management of the soldiers, and I have wronged you."

"People are dead, you've done good enough!"

One of the older sisters standing in front was very honest, and she looked at Cassie Lonergan and seemed to confirm something from his behavior.

"I don't know what communism is, but from you, I feel that no matter what kind of ism, as long as it is under your leadership, it must be a good ism. I know you've been recruiting recently, so I went back and told my family to sign up. You helped me get revenge, and my man has a reason to help you fight, it's as simple as that, isn't it, sisters? ”

The eldest sister was talking to Cassie Lonergan at first, and as she spoke, she turned and shouted at her companions. The ladies present chimed in and said that they would contribute to Cassie Lonergan's conscription and revolutionary cause. Cassilonagan thanked them one by one, feeling a little relieved, but not easy. In his opinion, what problems can these dozen women solve?

Once again, however, things turned out beyond his imagination. The next day, just as preparations for the compulsory conscription had just finished and were about to begin, a number of soldiers suddenly appeared who had voluntarily signed up. Many of these soldiers were urged by the women of the family, and the reasons of those women were simple.

If this man does not allow our sister to be humiliated, then we cannot let him be humiliated.

Tara and Hansen and Yarrow Lynch were surprised by the situation. However, the two leaders of the revolutionary ranks, who were eager for numbers, immediately recruited these soldiers who volunteered to sign up, and the total number of them was nearly 1,000. It can be regarded as a temporary alleviation of the numerical crisis in the revolutionary ranks.

"I thought about it, let's not force conscription", after the wave of conscription that broke out in the square because of the execution in the square had passed, Cassie Lonergan called off the forced conscription plan of Tara and Yarrow. This time, he had sufficient mental preparation and confidence.

"Chairman Lonergan, I know you're influenced by those who signed up two days ago," Tara understood Lonergan's feelings, "but there are less than a thousand of these people in total, and rapists don't exist every day, they can be killed every day." After a few days, we still don't have enough manpower, what should we do? ”

"If we enforce conscription, we lose the support of the people. If we lose the support of the people and the people, we will not be a communist revolutionary team, but a pure rebel. I believe that neither you nor I will bear the name of a pure rebel. ”

"How is that battle fought?" Tara was not satisfied with Cassie Lonergan's reply, "We still don't have enough manpower, and if we fight like last time, even if we win, we don't have a team, and we actually lose." Not to mention the emancipation of the working class across the country. ”

"Why are we fighting the enemy outside the city?" , Cassie Lonergan asked rhetorically, the hesitation and confusion in his eyes had long since disappeared.

"......", Tara choked on Cassie Lonergan's rhetorical question, and he was stunned for a moment before giving an answer.

"If we don't fight, they will beat us. And once we lose, we will die, we will die. That's why we're fighting them. ”

"Can you win?" , Cassie Lonergan asked again, in a calm tone.

"This ......," Tara was about to say goodbye, but after a moment of pause, she gave her an answer, "Give me enough soldiers, it should be possible." ”

"But we don't have enough soldiers, do we?" Cassie Lonergan decided not to sell it anymore, he took out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket, carefully unfolded it, and handed it to Taraji.

"This is the latest issue of Fluorite, and this issue reveals where Fluorite was printed and who distributed it, a place called Elena in the Anken Rein Empire, where a vigorous communist movement is taking place, where the working class has achieved temporary independence and some support......"

"They rebelled too?" Tara asked aloud, a little surprised.

"Sort of", Cassie Lonergan is a little unsure, although this issue of "Fluorite" talks about the ongoing Enspenn War, but it does not say in detail, and Cassie Lonergan is not sure what the current state of Elena's independence is.

"However, the point is not this, but here is an introduction to something called guerrilla tactics, advocating avoiding the real and attacking the weak, attacking the enemy and saving the enemy, I think it is very suitable for us."

Tara didn't speak, he asked for "Fluorite" and looked at it carefully. Cassie Lonergan stood beside him, looking with him at this excerpt from the newspaper he had read many times. The summer sun spread out around the two of them through the windows of the town hall, like a huge, lit pyroxene, exuding a hot and dry smell.

"Is this possible?" , Tara and briefly read it, and probably knew the content of the article. However, he is still a little unsure about the combat methods mentioned in this article.

"Of course it works," Cassie Lonergan nodded, "Elena is the only communist base I know of that is doing a good job, and their experience should not be wrong." ”

"I'm going to think again," said Tara, who didn't want to give up on Revaderen. They are all workers, and they don't know what they can do if they leave the factories and the city.

"That's nature", Cassie Lonergan is patient. In his own opinion, the theory of "Fluorite" told him a new direction, one in which he could preserve the living force. And as long as there is a direction, everyone's pace of progress will be much brisker.

"That'...... "Boss", Tara still had a question asked, "if we really want to fight guerrillas, how do we withdraw?" ”

"We naturally have a way to retreat, and now the key is to determine the idea of fighting guerrillas," Cassie Lonergan's thinking became clearer and clearer, "as long as the general direction is set, the problems behind will be easy to handle." Moreover, guerrilla warfare can liberate us from Evadrun. Now that the people of Evaderen have run a lot, and industrial production has basically stopped, although the food is enough for a short time, there will definitely be problems for a long time. We no longer have much to gain in guarding Evadren, and the comrades who are willing to go with us have either died or have already joined our ranks. If we don't leave now, why are we staying here? ”

"You've convinced me", Tara nodded after hearing Cassie Lonergan's words, "I'll talk to Yarrow Lynch again, and if it's okay, I'll do what you say!" ”

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"Luna-sensei! Luna-sensei! ”

Although it is in the daytime, although it is in the textile factory. However, when people who meet Luna greet him, they will respectfully call her Luna-sensei. At the same time, because Luna works like everyone else, this invisibly increases the workers' affection for Luna. Intentionally or unintentionally, they will help Luna do more work, or give her a limited number of meat forks during meals. Luna senses everyone's kindness, and she loves it. It's just that in the dead of night or alone, smelling the faint smell of the clothes on her body, and stroking her dry and split hair due to her busy neglect, Luna will have a question in her mind.

Your own choice, is it really the right one?

It was already six or seven o'clock in the afternoon when I stayed at the factory until the end of the day, and although it was summer, the western sky was also hung with a red sunset. Luna used her dinner as fast as she could, half a loaf of black bread and a piece of sweet potato, a small plate of peas and two slices of cured meat, and returned to her dorm. Daisy, who lives in the same dormitory, should still be in the factory at this time, she is the head of Elena's internal affairs, there are many things to do, and she will come back late every day. Luna's two servants, Lavielle and Meimei, are supposed to be still working. Now that Elena is at war, all the factories are working overtime, and the two former maids are estimated to be late in return.

Sitting at the door of the dormitory, looking at the neat rows of somewhat monotonous bungalows, Luna suddenly felt a little melancholy. After the novelty of coming to Elena and the sense of abandonment and isolation subsided, she began to get bored and nostalgic, nostalgic for the days she had spent in the Mage's Tower. On those days, even the dog she once had didn't bother to eat the food she ate today.

"Mountains and rivers take turns, and people always have a time to memorize words......"

Luna comforts herself with these words, but she sees the cracks and peeling on her fingers again. In the days of time, if she had the slightest problem with her hand, she would have been justified in killing one or two guards or maids. Although she is not such a tyrannical person, the power to kill others makes Luna miss a little nostalgic when she thinks about it now.

That's it, how can people not bow their heads under the eaves.

Luna comforted herself with a change of words, and planned to pack her things and go back to class. She still has evening classes to attend in the evening, and she can't delay it for too long. But at this moment, she saw a person who surprised her a little, far away at the end of the row of houses.

It was Miguel Martinez, the manager of the pyroxene veins of the Mage Tower, and now the spokesperson for the remaining capitalists of the Mage Tower.

"Yo, Grand Duke Luna, you seem to be in a bad mood?"

Martinez also sees Luna from afar, and his greeting and smile break through the distance barrier and appear in front of Luna. Luna chuckled, subconsciously combed her hair, and with some frustration, wrapped her messy hair in the towel on her shoulder, before looking at Martinez, who had already walked in front of her.

"Teacher Luna, this gentleman said he knew you, so I brought him here. Elena, who he entered alone, had already registered at the Luoshan crossing. I'll be waiting outside, and if you have anything, call me at any time. ”

The soldier who accompanied Miguel Martinez said a lot of things in one breath, and Luna knew that he was afraid that someone was trying to do something wrong. She thanked the soldier a few words and welcomed Miguel Martinez into the room.

"Why are you here?" As soon as she entered, before she even sat down, Luna asked questions. She was really curious, and as far as she knew, Miguel Martínez should now be in Chadra, the capital of the Principality of Ryrin, to eat and drink spicy food with that Paul Chung.

"Why can't I come? I haven't seen you in a while, but it looks like you're doing well, huh? Miguel Martínez familiarly found a place to sit in his room, completely ignoring the women's clothes and supplies thrown around, "isn't it?" ”

"You can see if it's good", Luna was not in the mood to laugh, "I'll have class later, if you have any business, either talk about it now, or go to the guest house first, and wait for me to talk after class." ”

"Okay, I'll do whatever Grand Duke Luna says," Miguel Martinez grinned, pulling out two bottles from his bag and placing them in front of Luna. Luna recognized what it was at a glance and let out a small exclamation.

"Mi Fu Li's skin cream!"

"Well, and it's the top limited edition, and it's not a special VIP that you can't get at all", Martinez pushed two cans of skin cream in front of Luna, "I see you've been working hard this time, this is specially brought for you." ”

"It must be a big deal to let you pick the door and bring things over, let's say, what can I help with?" Luna knew that the person in front of her didn't see a rabbit or an eagle, and she wasn't in a hurry to put away the two bottles of skin cream on the table. She has suffered a lot during this time, and these two bottles of skin cream alone can't solve all her problems.

"I'd like to see Gastens for an interview."

Martinez didn't hide it either, and opened his mouth to make a request.

"Oh?" Luna rolled her eyes, "Why?" Now that we've been beaten so badly, what else do you think? ”

"I can't tell you the specifics," Miguel Martinez said, shaking his finger, "but I can tell you that Paul Bell won't be around for long." ”

Hearing this, Luna, who had some understanding of the situation Elena was facing, subconsciously clenched her fingers. If the barrier of the Sibu Military Region is lost, Elena will face the forces of the Negru Republic. It was the national army of a great steaming country, and the pressure on Elena was definitely not comparable to the current war in Enspan.

"Why?" Luna looked straight at Miguel Martinez. She was afraid that this person wouldn't say anything, so she added, "If you don't tell me, I won't help you." ”

"Because the steam cannons of the Neglo Republic have already begun mass production."

Miguel Martínez did not intend to hide that "they used forty guns to destroy the Lorraine-Rennes line, and more artillery was on the way to the front." Without your Valiant rifles, the Western Military District would not be able to hold it. We obtained this information from top-secret channels, and Paul Chung didn't know it yet, so I came here first to hear Gastens first. ”

"I see, I'll reflect upwards."

Luna didn't put away the two bottles of cream until then. She sent Miguel Martinez out the door, sat down on her bed, and began to be in a daze.

If the Western Theater falls and Elena is destroyed, where can she go?