Yang Kuqiao's family finally drank hot polenta. In order to ensure that more victims can survive this most difficult period, the 78th Army has sent troops across the river and occupied the 800-mile Funiu Mountains in the Central Plains. The frontline of the troops has been directed towards Mudan City;
The next step was to extend his tentacles to Tongbai Mountain. For this reason, Commander Tang brought the lawsuit to Zhongcai. Zhongcai was furious and cursed:
"Damn it, Mom, what does Zhao Sihu want to do? What do CP and Yanzhou want to do? Destroy the united front?"
Order Tang Keqin to launch a counterattack in the Funiu Mountain area and drive Zhao Sihu's 78th Group Army back to Zhongtiao Mountain! "
General Chen was also on the sidelines, while Xiao Zhuge ignored the matter and ignored it. As long as the 78th Army did not compete with the Guangxi Clan in the Dabie Mountains for territory, he would not be interested;
To put it in his heart, a dog bites a dog, Zhao Sihu is certainly not a good guy, but Tang Keqin is not much better. Tang Keqin cannot escape the blame for the current chaos in the Central Plains.
Only Mr. Bray coughed slightly, as if he had something to say, and said impatiently:
"If you have something to say, just say it. How can I be hesitant? Am I a person who blocks the way of speech and uses words to punish sins?"
Mr. Bray simply ignored the last sentence. Just listen to this, as there are trees growing on the graves.
He was not stupid. Seeing that he was allowed to speak, he stood up and said:
"The 78th Group is a branch of the Central Military Commission and belongs to the same system as Commander Tang's 31st Group Army. If they really start a fight over the stupid Funiu Mountain, it will make international friends laugh."
When Chen Bui finished speaking, Zhong Cai finally realized what he was saying, and felt bitter in his heart. He had dug this hole himself, and now he would really be a mute eating Coptis chinensis, unable to express his pain.
"Mother Xi is a match, so Zhao Sihu can't leave his jurisdiction privately. He sent a message to reprimand them and strictly ordered them to withdraw from Funiu Mountain and not enter Tongbai Mountain, otherwise they will be severely punished!
Since his move was to provide disaster relief and support the victims in the Central Plains, it was an expedient measure and he will not be held accountable;
The 78th Group Army is a central military unit of the national government, and the materials used to support the victims are provided by the national government. Therefore, in the name of disaster relief, we can only fight under the banner of the national government, and we cannot attack the 78th Group Army alone.
By using a group army to carry out national affairs without using the name of the national government, is he trying to break away from the national government? "
Little Zhuge turned sideways a little, embarrassed to listen any more, and said to himself:
"Picking peaches is just picking peaches. He still has to be so high-minded. The 78th Army provides food and strength. His name is his. There will never be anyone else with such shame."
Chen Cixiu also came to his senses and stood up and suggested:
“Zhong Cai, since it is our country’s Central Military Commission that performs this kind act, public opinion propaganda must follow suit. I suggest that the major media of the government be sent to follow up and report, so as to show Zhong Zai and the government’s sympathy for the victims of the Central Plains disaster;
Shuzhong can also launch fund-raising activities and even promote them overseas——"
Mr. Zhong's eyes had narrowed into slits, and he secretly praised:
"It is still the rhetoric that wins my heart!"
Thinking of this, he had a huge plan in mind. He wanted to make a big fuss out of this matter, gain a wave of reputation at home and abroad, and at the same time intercept some of the donations;
The supplies came from Yanzhou, and he gained the prestige, which was equivalent to CP providing money, food, and effort to make him wedding clothes...
"Haha, the guy from Yanzhou also wants a mute to eat Coptis chinensis. He can't tell you the pain..."
He almost laughed his dentures off when he thought about it!
The editor held up his dentures slightly awkwardly, and then said:
"It is because of my thoughtful thinking that in order to support the victims of the Central Plains disaster, I decided to save one meal from my three meals a day to support the victims of the Central Plains disaster;
The Political Department must do a good job in publicity and advocate generous efforts to save a meal for the disaster area. This is a greater merit than saving a life and building a seven-level pagoda. Government officials below me must take the lead in setting an example..."
What follows are lies and clichés that even little Zhuge cannot bear to listen to. When the time comes, these officials will be able to line their own pockets from the disaster relief funds and make a huge fortune. It's so high.
Under the instruction of Zhong Cai, the government's public opinion was vigorously campaigned, and various catwalks to support the victims of the Central Plains disaster emerged one after another. Some officials actually responded to Zhong Cai's call and sold the concubine of the eighth house to support the victims. This feat was even mentioned by the government's mouthpiece. Front page headlines.
"Shameless, there are such shameless people in the world, do they still want to be shameless?"
Zhao Sihu threw a newspaper on the table angrily. He still couldn't see enough of these people's shamelessness, otherwise he wouldn't be so angry. Wang Junjie was different. He had experienced 412 and had no objection to racial discrimination. Any fantasy, said lightly:
"Old Zhao, where are you now? It's not worth getting angry for, the reason is in the hearts of the people;
If you put the people in your heart, the people will lift you above their heads;
If anyone tries to fool the people and trample them under their feet, the people will overthrow him. In the face of the overwhelming trend, those little clevernesses that fool the people will become the laughing stock of history!
We just have to do our best. Another batch of grain has been transported from Liuzhen. This was taken from the mouths of the fellow villagers in the base area. We must strengthen supervision and ensure that every grain of grain reaches the stomachs of the victims. This is what we do;
Come on, let's stop sitting in the room and go to Funiu Mountain. We can escort this batch of grain there and see what else we haven't done well. "
Chu Xiong was very farsighted in leaving Wang Junjie in Zhongtiao Mountain to take charge of the overall situation. This was the political commissar carefully selected for him by Yanzhou. His style and vision were indeed beyond the comparison of ordinary people.
With Lao Wang here, he can concentrate on fighting outside, with someone at home watching over him, and he can advance in an orderly manner according to the Zhongtiao Mountain strategy he formulated before;
No, the tentacles have already reached Tongbai Mountain, both at home and abroad.
The Eighth Route Army is transporting truckloads of life-saving food to the disaster area to support the victims. The entire base area is cutting back on food and clothing to support the disaster area. Even the army's military rations have been reduced by 30%, just to prevent people from starving to death in the disaster area;
However, the government only sent a few reporters here to conduct various interviews, publicity, and shows. The momentum was huge, and the donations were sent abroad. The vast number of Chinese and overseas Chinese donated money and food, but not even one out of ten reached the disaster area. This was just for show, so as to raise more donations. The officials who handled a large number of supplies made a lot of money, and my wife had another zero in her Citibank account.
Zhongcai and others were hiding in Shu and were complacent, but little did they know that God was watching what people were doing, and the people were not so easy to fool. One day they would shoot themselves in the foot.
It’s not that I won’t report it, the time has not yet come!
At the foot of Funiu Mountain, in a small town, disaster victims have crowded the originally peaceful and peaceful town;
A large pot was set up, with hot thick porridge in it. The aroma of the porridge filled the whole town. This is the breath of life. As long as the victims walked into the town, they could drink the hot thick porridge and get sick. Those who die will receive proper treatment, and it is the wish of every disaster relief worker to prevent a single victim from falling.
"Fellow, don't be crowded, line up, we have them all!"
"Fellow, drink slowly, it's hot!"
"Fellow, you don't look right. Are you sick? I'll take you to the doctor to check."
"Fellow fellow..."
