When Jiang Cheng opened his eyes, the familiar sense of oppression came to his body again. Jiang Cheng knew that this was a sign that the radius of the space had reached eight meters. Jiang Cheng looked around and found that the top of his head was made of cloth and wood.

The ceiling was built, and there were wooden walls several meters high on both sides of the valley. Together with the ceiling, the entire valley was covered.

Jiang Cheng walked to the door and shouted, "The lights are on!"

The soldiers guarding outside the door were so frightened by the roar that they almost dropped their guns. They couldn't understand why a person suddenly appeared in the valley that should have been empty.

Jiang Cheng was picked up by Zhou Guansheng from Yuci. Looking at Zhou Guansheng with a serious face, Jiang Cheng said with a shy face, "Chairman Zhou, what's wrong with you? Is someone making you unhappy? Tell me and I'll go."

Take care of him."

Zhou Guansheng glared and said, "You're the one who made me angry, you little brat. Do you know how important you are? How about it? Doesn't it feel good to be a hero saving a beauty?"

Jiang Cheng didn't dare to refute in front of Zhou Guansheng, so he could only sit there and listen.

Zhou Guansheng continued, "Xiao Jiang, we understand that you are worried because your relatives and friends have been arrested, and we will use our power to help you, but why do you put yourself in danger? Once you have any shortcomings, you will be rescued.

What can I do? Your status is too special. I hope you will be more mature and steady in your future actions. Do you understand?"

Jiang Cheng kept nodding like a primary school student.

Zhou Guansheng shook his head helplessly and said, "Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. You just came back from Nanjing. How is it over there?"

Jiang Cheng then breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The people in Nanjing have begun to evacuate, and it is generally stable. However, the National Army still suffered heavy losses as in history, and my reminder to the Jinshan Guards still had no effect."

Zhou Guansheng smiled and said, "It's not that it doesn't work, it's that there is nothing we can do. Even if there are 300,000 troops in Jinshan Guard, there will be no fundamental change. Japanese warships can attack us from a distance, but we can't hit them. That's all.

Not to mention this, according to the information we just obtained, the guarding general in Nanjing is still Tang Zhisheng."

Jiang Cheng said in surprise, "Has Agent Jiang still not learned his lesson? I have already reminded him, but he still doesn't believe me?"

Zhou Guansheng looked at Jiang Cheng playfully and said, "Tell me, other than Tang Zhisheng, who wants to seize the opportunity to seize military power and has the trust of Jiang's intermediary, who else is willing to bear the responsibility of losing the capital?"

Jiang Cheng immediately understood. Who would be willing to bear the loss of the city and the land? He said, "The only thing we can do is to evacuate the people as much as possible."

Zhou Guansheng nodded and said, "We are already making some preparations, and the Nationalist Government is also making this now. But there will definitely be people who are unable to leave and those who are unwilling to leave. For these people, we can only contact our international friends and try our best to provide them with some protection."

.After all, not everyone has the ability to travel long distances, and not everyone is willing to leave Nanjing."

Jiang Cheng sighed with understanding. Many Chinese people today still have illusions about the Japanese. Many people even think that it would be better to let the Japanese rule China. This is the same as the feeling in some places in later generations that the British or Japanese rule

It will be better. I can only say that no matter what age, naive fools will always exist.

Jiang Cheng changed the subject and said, "This time I brought a lot of weapons that can be used to fight planes and tanks. With these, we are not afraid of the little devils."

"We are not afraid of little devils in the first place." A strong and powerful voice came. When the two of them saw it, it was Mr. Zhu.

Mr. Zhu chuckled and said, "Xiao Jiang, you caused such a big scene in Shanghai. Alas, I'm not criticizing you. I think differently from Lao Zhou. Lao Zhou thinks you don't understand the general situation. I think

You are kind and righteous, come here, come sit here with me, and ignore this guy who only thinks about the overall situation."

Zhou Guansheng smiled and said, "Mr. Zhu, you are so unjust. When I saw that Xiao Jiang brought good things, I immediately stopped using my old friend."

Jiang Cheng quickly said, "Mr. Zhu, you've come down from the front line, is it okay?"

When Mr. Zhu heard this, he pointed at the map and said, "The Japs have gathered most of the main forces in North China to fight with us here at Xinkou. No one can do anything about anyone now. The key now is to see whether Niangzi Pass can be defended."

Living."

Jiang Cheng asked, "Has there been any change in Niangziguan?"

Mr. Zhu nodded and said, "I asked the 129th Division to go to Niangziguan for support and fought with the Japs in Qigen Village. The Japs' strength was about the same as we expected, but the number of them was much larger. First, there was only the 20th Division;

They were surrounded by the 17th Division, but then the Japanese sent the 14th Division and the 109th Division. It is said that part of the 108th Division was also moving towards Niangziguan. Once they joined forces, the troops here would

The Japs are not something we can handle. Now Yan Xishan is gathering troops everywhere to block the attack at Niangzi Pass, but I am not optimistic about it. The command is inconsistent, the equipment is poor, and the fortifications are incomplete. The small victory in the front has led to the current Niangzi Pass.

The troops in the direction have become arrogant soldiers. I wrote to Huang Shaohong to ask him to pay attention to the trail at Niangziguan, but he laughed at me. It was really ridiculous. Forget it, the situation is like this, we just have to do our own thing well.

.”

Jiang Cheng nodded in agreement and said, "Now we just have to wait for the Battle of Taiyuan. Mr. Zhu, those weapons must be distributed as soon as possible so that the soldiers can learn from them."

Mr. Zhu chuckled and said, "Don't worry, our Eighth Route Army headquarters is still here. I plan to let the directly affiliated troops learn how to use it. Then they can be directly transferred to the combat troops. This way, we can familiarize ourselves with the equipment as quickly as possible and ensure that

This ensures that the combat effectiveness of combat troops will not be affected by new equipment.”

At this time, a signal soldier came in and said, "Report, Central Emergency Telegram."

Mr. Zhu took it and took a look, frowned and said, "He's finally back. I hope there won't be any trouble."

——Yan'an

"The gods on Kunlun Mountain are back." Chairman Mao said as he looked at the sunset in the yard.

"Chairman? Who is this god?" Xiao Wang, the guard next to him, asked curiously.

Chairman Mao took a puff of cigarette and said, "Of course gods are people who descend from the sky."

Xiao Wang scratched his head, feeling even more confused. Chairman Mao did not explain, but turned around and said, "Go and call Comrade Li Kerong over immediately. I have some things to tell you."

On the other side, Wang Ming was on the plane from Dihua to Yan'an. Looking at the clouds below, he couldn't help but recall the scenes in the Soviet Union.

More than half a month ago, Wang Ming came to Stalin's office excitedly and saw Dimitrov and Wang Jiaxiang, the head of the Comintern, sitting there.

Stalin smoked his pipe and said, "How many members of the Red Party are there in Yan'an now?"

Wang Jiaxiang answered honestly, "There are 30,000 party members."

"It's three hundred thousand." Wang Ming quickly corrected in Russian. Russian, like English, does not have the word "ten thousand" and uses thousands as the unit.

Wang Jiaxiang looked at Wang Ming incomprehensively, but did not speak.

When Stalin heard that there were 300,000, he was a little worried and said, "I remember that when China was at its most, it was only 300,000. Why are there so many in Yan'an now? Well, we can't just expand the number of people. Every member of the Red Party should be

Fighters, not breadwinners."

Wang Ming couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when he saw that Stalin did not pay attention to the expense report.

Stalin continued, "On the issue of anti-Japanese resistance, the Chinese Red Party should, like France, obey the orders of the United Front."

Next to him, Dimitrov also said, "The strength of the Chinese Red Party is still very weak, so don't emphasize independence and obey orders. Also, Comrade Wang Ming, the leader of the Chinese Red Party is not you now, but Mao Yongzhi.

You must be humble and never make your own decisions."

The more Wang Ming thought about it, the more excited and confused his heart became. He was finally back.

Soon, the plane landed. Wang Ming walked out of the cabin door and saw that the president and several major leaders were there, so he walked out with a smile.

Chairman Mao came up and said, "Welcome to our beloved international friends, welcome to the comrades who have returned from the Soviet Union. It is a great joy for you to return to Yan'an. This is called 'joy falling from the sky.' You are like gods descending from the sky."

As soon as Wang Ming saw Chairman Mao, he immediately said, "We are sent by the Red Party International, sent by Comrade Stalin. We are all representatives of our party in the Red Party International. There is nothing worthy of welcome and we should be welcomed."

It’s Comrade Mao Yongzhi.”

When he said this, several people around him felt a little strange. Chairman Mao continued to smile and said, "Okay, okay, let's go to eat. There is nothing good in Yan'an. It's just mediocre food. Don't be offended."

Wang Ming walked quickly to the front and said, "We are all from Ge Ming, don't talk about such nonsense."

Several people who came to greet him twisted their mouths, not knowing what to say.

During dinner, Wang Ming was surprised to find that there were bacon and ham in the dishes, and the guard next to him was not as greedy as he thought when he saw the dishes. Wang Ming remained calm and just talked loudly, talking about Marxism-Leninism and the Soviet Union.

For a moment, everyone was actually attracted by his speech. After all, at this time, Wang Ming's status as a theoretical authority suddenly rose. Chairman Mao looked at Wang Ming's performance and just smiled and did not talk nonsense. He knew what was going to happen next.

Having firmly believed in his own path, he only felt a little pity for Wang Ming.

The next day when everyone was going to look for Wang Ming, they found that Wang Ming had already gone out. It turned out that Wang Ming felt from the meal he had eaten last night that the situation in the border area seemed to be different from what he thought, so he secretly left Yan'an and prepared to go there.

Looking around, everyone felt that this was really unorganized and disciplined, but when they thought they were from the Soviet Union, it was hard to say anything.

Chairman Mao shook his head and said, "The gods have left. Let's go talk about the increase in population in the border areas."

Wang Ming rode a horse and led two guards out of the city quickly. After a while, he arrived at a village. Wang Ming felt a little tired, so he came down to find a bowl of water to drink. When he was about to enter the village, he suddenly saw a group of people.

Come out of the village with your tools.

Wang Ming asked curiously, "Fellow, what are you going to do?"

The leader was an old man with a white sweat scarf on his head. When he saw Wang Ming followed by two guards, he knew it should be a chief. He quickly stepped forward and said, "This chief, we are from the Miaohe Village Brigade. My name is He."

Second brother, we are preparing to repair the water channel."

Wang Ming asked curiously, "Can I go and have a look?"

He Laoer smiled and replied, "Of course." He turned around and said, "Folks, the chief is here to inspect today. We have to work harder." The team members behind him shouted.

After a while, everyone arrived at the construction site. They only saw people carrying their shoulders, using shovels and hoes to dig water channels. This is the lifeblood of the field. With water channels, water can be diverted into the fields, increasing food production.

It can be greatly improved. What's more important is that the fields in northern Shaanxi have become barren and droughts often occur during thousands of years of continuous reclamation. Without the ability to change the weather, how to effectively use every drop of water is the most important key.

.

Wang Ming saw that there were no children in this team. You must know that most children in this period could not study, but helped with work at home. Even if it was such a matter as digging channels, children would often come to help.

Then he asked curiously, "Uncle, why don't you see the children?"

He Laoer wiped his sweat with a sweat towel and said, "The kids are all studying, so it's better for you Red Party members. When did we poor people study and write letters? No, the town sent a gentleman. I heard it's better."

Here are the scholars from Peking."

When Wang Ming heard this, he was surprised and said, "Is there such a thing? You're from Peking." He thought to himself that he was probably a member of the Red Party in Peiping. He didn't care and asked again, "Uncle, how do you feel about the government now? I want to hear the truth.

If you have any grievances, just say it."
To be continued...