February 1943, New Year.
Hu Deyou still celebrated the New Year alone. There were so many people in SH, but no one who could celebrate the New Year with him was here. A few days ago, he received a letter from Yuan Shu, who had changed his name to Zeng Dazhai, from the border area. He said Although he is currently undergoing quarantine review, his heart is extremely stable and full. He also said that his identity has been verified and Hu Deyou's identity has been successfully entered into the list of underground workers. He also said that after victory, he will I no longer want to do espionage work, but I want to stay in the border area and teach children to read and write.
There was also a red metal five-pointed star attached to the letter. Although Hu Deyou didn't know whether it was a token or a souvenir, he carefully kept these things in the most hidden and safest place.
He is not afraid that Yuan Shu will write to him and expose him, because the current SH is in unimaginable chaos. Since the Wang Puppet entered the Great Financial Depression last year, they have encountered the Japanese and suffered unprecedented huge losses. The Japanese troops in China The effective strength of the army was almost cut in half, and guerrillas were infiltrating everywhere in the occupied areas. They had completely given up on the control of the Wang puppets.
The entire SH beach is in chaos, selling children and girls has become the norm, and the underworld is outrageously rampant. The Wang Puppet knows that there may not be much time left for them, so he takes advantage of this period when the Japanese are relaxing their supervision. Time began to frantically resell military supplies, and almost all warehouses were sold out by them. Moreover, they specifically selected the Red Army to sell them, because the Red Army would not seize supplies if they had no conscience, and they were bald. He would keep half of the remaining items. Half of the deposit had to be paid in eight installments, and in the end we still had to pay 30% of the bill.
They used to sell it secretly, but now they basically work in three shifts to dump supplies out, and then use Hu Deyou's transportation network to base areas across the country.
Do they know that Hu Deyou is a member of the Afghan Communist Party? In fact, everyone understood it tacitly, but when they saw the good wine, good cigarettes, gold bars, Stypunk and even the shipping tickets to send their family members overseas, they were protecting this place from top to bottom. As a God of Wealth, even if the Japanese occasionally come to check, Wang Puppet's people will push out a few scapegoats to block Hu Deyou.
What's the most exaggerated thing? Right now, the three units of No. 76, Information Bureau, and Secrecy Bureau are full of Hu Deyou's private army. A few days ago, the new director of the Information Bureau came to him to ask for some money to pay his salary.
Sometimes when these intelligence chiefs meet, they talk about things like, "After arresting G bandits for so many years, we have run out of money, people, and land to catch them. The reason why we can live safely today is because of the generosity of Brother Hu. I Hu How can I not know if my brother is a G bandit? Even if it is just me and him, I will only suspect that I may be a G bandit."
Hu Deyou's biggest business recently was to transport 300,000 weapons of various types given to them by the Japanese in Wang's puppet warehouse to the border area. The Japanese did not know about this, and then exchanged a large amount of goods from the border area. These goods were then collected in Hu Deyou's warehouse for distribution. After selling the money, he converted it into US dollars and gold bars and drove them directly to his doorstep.
Three hundred thousand guns and countless bullets. If you want to buy them, you can't buy them with ten times the money, but now Wang Puppet and these bullies are typical brats who don't feel sorry for them. Seeing the Japanese No more, everyone started to find a way out for themselves.
Hu Deyou put away Yuan Shu's letter and stood on the Waibaidu Bridge where Lu Yiping jumped into the river. He was wearing an elegant German coat. There was a car behind him that followed him slowly the whole time. Even if he encountered a patrolling Japanese soldier, he would have to turn aside when he saw him. By the way, after all, this man’s license plate is now a clear pass in SH. Even if the Japanese want to pass a lot of supplies through the red zone, they have to ask him for help.
At this moment, Yuan Shu was eating New Year's Eve dinner in a cave in the border area. The whole family had already come over. Although the food he ate in SH was completely different from what he had eaten in SH, he seemed extremely satisfied and happy here. .
Sitting next to him is Mr. Pan, his guide. Although both of them are still in the quarantine review stage, they still don't have to worry about food and clothing. Yuan Shu drank a lot of wine at night, which he had never dared to do before. What he did was because he was worried that he would make a mistake while drunk, so his nerves were always on edge when he was in enemy-occupied areas in those years. Now he has completely let go. He can accept it no matter what in the future, even if he goes to jail. , was shot, then at least it was calm and there was no need to worry.
"Brother Hannian, this glass is a tribute to the comrades who sacrificed their lives." Yuan Shu's eyes were already red when he picked up the wine glass, and then he could no longer say a word.
After a long time, Mr. Pan next to him patted Yuan Shu on the shoulder and said, "It's all over."
"Not yet. We still have many comrades who are still in purgatory." Yuan Shu rubbed his nose and straightened up: "The comrade who sent our family here is now disconnected, but he is still fighting there alone. You Look at what we eat and drink now, he moved it bit by bit from SH."
"You are talking about Comrade Xiao Hu, I have heard of this man. He is really a powerful person. I have explained the situation to several leading comrades. We must let this man survive safely. The leaders also know , and they had obtained Xiao Hu’s information from Commander Ye as early as the end of 1941, but Commander Ye didn’t know that Xiao Hu was actually a comrade within our D, and they had been trying to get him to join the organization.”
"And Tian Wen, my old classmate. He committed suicide by taking cyanide, and even his body has not been found."
Yuan Shu actually broke down in tears when he said this. He, a man who had been in the enemy camp for twelve years and had seen all kinds of storms and waves, was crying like a child at this moment, with snot and tears in his eyes.
"Don't worry, I have already reported the situation. After hearing this, Mr. Mao thought for a long time and said that if he wins in the future, he will erect a monument in the heart of the country, with the words "People's Heroes Will Be Immortal" written on it. At that time, Mr. Mao I also specially wrote the content of the inscription, and I even made a copy of it and kept it with me."
Mr. Pan took out the copybook he used for copying from his arms, turned to the page and handed it to Yuan Shu.
"In the past three years, the people's heroes who have sacrificed their lives in the People's Liberation War and the People's Revolution will be immortal! In the past thirty years, the people's heroes who have sacrificed their lives in the People's Liberation War and the People's Revolution will be immortal! This goes back to 1840 Year, since then, in order to oppose internal and external enemies and strive for national independence and people's freedom and happiness, the people's heroes who have sacrificed their lives in all the struggles will be immortal!"
Yuan Shu took the copy and read it over and over again. When he saw it, he couldn't contain his emotions at the end. He cried while holding the copy until he was hoarse.
It's just that there is no victory yet, and it is far from enough. Everyone knows this in their hearts. The future will definitely be full of ups and downs, and enemies will keep popping up here or there, so it's too early to celebrate now.
And they are like pioneers groping forward in the dark. They know that if they are not careful, they will fall into the abyss, but they hold on to the stick without hesitation, just because they always believe that the sun will eventually rise and the darkness will be eliminated. .
At this moment, all the major base areas are also celebrating the New Year. This is the best New Year they have had in the past few years.
Old Wu has returned to the rear area now, but he can't eat the New Year's Eve dinner. Looking at the delicious food on the table, thinking that the more than 10,000 brothers who have been with him through life and death will never be able to eat again, Old Wu's heart It was very uncomfortable.
The revenge has not been avenged yet, why can't this person come back...
He really wants to lead his soldiers to fight against the Japanese again. This time he will definitely not feel sorry for the shells and bullets. He will let the brothers have enough of their addiction, as long as they can all come back!
"Old Wu, why don't you move your chopsticks?" The comrade next to him asked with concern: "Are you homesick?"
"Home? My home was fucking destroyed by the Japanese a long time ago." Old Wu said angrily: "What does it mean to arrange for me to be sent to the rear now? I just broke an arm, and it's not like going to the battlefield. I can’t hold the knife anymore!”
The division commander next to him, who was also injured and had been rotated, sighed silently: "Don't expect it for now, the superiors will not let us wounded soldiers go to the front line again. I was chatting with the equipment department some time ago, and I was talking about the superiors. We decided to transfer you to the arsenal as the director."
"I'm not going!" Lao Wu used his remaining hand to place the rice on the table.
But after a while, he began to push the rice into the bowl with great effort, and said aggrievedly: "I can't be a division commander, I can be a regiment leader, but if not, I can be a battalion commander and a company." Commander, as long as I can fight the Japanese, I will do whatever you ask me to do. Don't let me become a factory director later. I won't do it. I want to protest to Commander Ye."
"Protest for what? Is it your turn to protest?"
While he was talking, someone came in at the door. When he saw him entering the room, all the division commanders on the second line stood up and saluted: "Commander Ye."
Commander Ye walked forward and sat on the long bench: "Old Wu, please stop shouting. I know you have grievances. I also know that it is unfair to arrange for more than 10,000 of you to fight against hundreds of thousands of Japanese. But this Is there nothing we can do? There are only more than 30,000 of us, and we have to take HZ City later."
"Commander Ye, it's not that I have any grudges, I just feel unworthy for my brothers. Why did they replace me when they hadn't driven away the Japanese yet?" Old Wu yelled, craning his neck, "I'm not worthy enough." If I lose my arm, what will be the impact?"
Commander Ye sat there and sighed: "Don't stare at me like a donkey one by one. I know you are not convinced in your heart, and I know you are all good people, but now our strength has not recovered. We need A large number of trustworthy comrades have become leaders in all walks of life. You are the only ones I can think of. I will not hide it from you. After the New Year, the higher-ups plan to go south to Fujian and Guangdong, and then all of you will run away. Don’t fall off.”
After hearing this, Lao Wu and the others calmed down a little, but they still ate the New Year's Eve dinner with some reluctance, so they held back their energy to fight the Japanese, all they could think about was fighting the Japanese.
During the war, there were no bright lights, and there were many people who sold their children and daughters on New Year's Eve to survive for one more day. Now the whole country knows that they can only get a bite of food by going to the border areas, so more and more people are going to major cities. Base ground.
This has resulted in the situation in the enemy-occupied areas being much worse than it appears now. Now they can still rely on some imports and stockpiles to meet their material needs. At most, they can wait until spring, when the real terror is coming.
Formed soldiers, senior officers, technicians, etc., these people will definitely try their best to rush to the border areas after the beginning of spring, and most of those who will stay are the old, weak, sick, and disabled, or those who are really committing heinous crimes. At this time, Wang Puppet collapsed probably in an instant.
And now the Japanese army here has a total of about 1.9 million and nearly 2 million people, half of which are in the northeastern region. The more than 800,000 troops gathered in the southern region have been wiped out, so now Japan is almost Loss of control over the southern region.
So as long as all plans go according to the script, more than two-thirds of the area south of the Yangtze River will be liberated from April to May. Once the other front armies attacking from the Shanxi and Shandong lines enter the scene, the southern areas will The overall situation of liberation has basically been decided.
"so hard."
Yingsha sat there and looked at the summary of intelligence during this period, and couldn't help but sigh.
"That's right." Xiao Ma stood at the window holding a cup of coffee and looked at the fading night view of SH outside: "We are here with a golden finger. We have successively sacrificed seven or eight million people in the past few years. If we hadn't Can you imagine how miserable we are?"
"I can imagine, but didn't I win in the end?" Yingsha raised his head and glanced at Xiao Ma: "Xiao Hu is doing really well now. What do you think he will do next?"
Xiao Ma glanced at Ying Sha, then smiled and said, "What do you think?"
"Let's talk together."
The two of them each took out one hand to sign 123, and then said in unison: "Kill the gangster!"
Yes, that's right. It is to kill gangsters, the so-called Shanghai beach tycoons. Hu Deyou will definitely not let them stay, so his next job must be to be a gangster.
And seeing that the apprentice he had trained with his own hands was now able to take charge of his own business, Xiao Ma was quite proud: "To be honest, if this wasn't a low-level martial arts world, I would have taught him all the truth in my body. This kid is really He’s a character.”
"Who says it's not?" Yingsha sighed and said, "Look at my apprentice, the braised pork is quite delicious. As for the rest...actually there are only two places that are good."
"This won't work, and that won't work either." Xiao Ma smiled and said, "There's nothing we can do about it, the environment she's in is different."
"No, when I get back, I will definitely ask Brother Zhang to open a separate copy for her so that she can practice seriously."
(End of chapter)
