"Don't worry, I will step up and the purchase can be completed in no more than ten days at most. But then there is a big problem, which is how to transport the materials. As far as I know, the Central Army has already surrounded the Jiangxi base area with water." Lu.
Ming said.
"It's not that serious. Jiangxi is very mountainous, and there are many mountain paths that the Kuomintang reactionaries don't know about. We can sneak out through those mountain paths, and then mobilize the people to carry things on their backs and carry things in," An Yi said.
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"Since your people can sneak out, why can't they buy anything?" Lu Ming asked in confusion.
"The Kuomintang reactionaries are too vicious. Although they cannot block the mountain roads, they have robbed all the food and salt from the homes of the people in the villages outside. They don't even leave food rations for them. We can't buy food and salt at all.
"An Yi explained.
"How could they do this? Aren't those villagers going to starve to death?" Lu Ming could not have imagined that things would be like this, which completely broke his three views.
"We are starving to death. Even though we have nothing to eat or drink, we still have to spare some to help the villagers who are on the verge of death." Mr. Dong also knew some of the situation and added.
"But... won't the Central Army completely lose their support by doing this? No matter how they fight you, the villagers are innocent?" Lu Ming was very shocked and couldn't believe it.
"You don't believe their viciousness, do you? If you have a chance to take a trip, you can see them all. There are many corpses in every village, either killed by the Kuomintang reactionaries or starved to death." An Yi said with tears in her eyes.
"Why did they do this? This is what a beast did!" Lu Mingcha almost shouted.
"They said that these villagers have been redized and are red elements, so they deserve to die." An Yi said angrily.
"They are the ones who deserve to die!" Mr. Dong was also extremely angry.
"I can transport more food, as much as I want. I hope you can help those villagers." Lu Ming's eyes also became moist.
"The more food, the better. You don't have to worry about whether you can transport things into the mountains. As long as the supplies can be transported to our designated location, we will have a way to deliver them," An Yi said.
"Don't worry, even if it's sent to the war zone where the fighting situation is the most urgent, I can still find a way." Lu Ming said decisively.
Lu Ming returned to his room and immediately called Sheng Muyi: "Muyi, the procurement of materials must be stepped up. The procurement must be completed as quickly as possible. The larger the quantity, the better."
"What's wrong? Did something happen?" Sheng Muyi was still buying and mobilizing supplies at the original pace.
"The situation there has reached its most critical moment. Many people are starving to death," Lu Ming said.
"Don't worry, I will purchase everything within three days." Sheng Muyi said firmly.
Lu Ming calmed down his mood. He still didn't believe what An Yi said. Did she exaggerate the matter a little?
If some people starved to death in the Jiangxi base area, he believed it.
The Central Army of the Kuomintang implemented siege tactics and a strangulation plan to starve the Communist armed forces to death and trap them in the mountains.
But he did not believe that the Central Army would be so cruel as to steal all the food rations from innocent villagers and watch them starve to death.
How could the Republic of China government treat its own people like this? When there are famines in various places every year, doesn’t the Republic of China government also provide vigorous relief?
Is Mr. Chiang so confused? Is a government that is an enemy of its own people still a people's government?
Lu Ming couldn't believe it, and he didn't want to believe it. Maybe this was just one-sided words from An Yi.
Lu Ming even wanted to take this opportunity to transport supplies and find an excuse to go to the war zone to check it out in person to understand the real situation on the front line.
After calming down, he put on his military uniform and wore his medal.
After putting on the medal, Lu Ming looked at himself in the mirror and hesitated for a moment. If Jiangxi was really like what An Yi described, this medal would not be an honor, but a shame.
He went downstairs and drove to the Chinachem Hotel. As soon as he entered, a familiar waiter came up to greet him.
"Isn't this Master Lu? Why did you join the army?"
"No, we have a gathering of colleagues today and we all have to wear military uniforms, so I borrowed one. What do you think, do I look good in military uniform?" Lu Ming assumed a military posture.
The waiter looked at her carefully for a while, then smiled and said: "Master Lu, you look good in anything you wear, but to be honest, you still look best in a suit."
"Thank you for your truth." Lu Ming laughed.
Lu Ming came to the reserved private room. In fact, this was a small restaurant, specially used for large organizations to have dinner together.
When the people sitting inside saw him coming in, they all stood up and saluted.
Tonight, all the employees of Fuxing Society were wearing military uniforms. Lu Ming did not know how to perform formal military salutes. He could only put his hand on the brim of his hat and gesture. Even if he returned the salute, no one dared to accuse him of improper salutes.
This was the first time for people from the Fuxing Society to see Lu Ming in military uniform. They felt that Lu Ming was more heroic than usual, and he really looked like a young general.
Soldiers' love for military uniforms is naturally unmatched by waiters with civilian backgrounds.
"Sir, I think you should wear the military uniform every day. You look so handsome in the military uniform. You can be an ambassador for the military conscription." Zhao Yuanliang said.
"Yes, yes, yes, I agree with Director Zhao's point of view. Chief Lu's visit to the recruitment point will definitely attract many young people to sign up." The Director of General Affairs agreed.
"What, you want me to be a model? It's a dummy, a scarecrow, do I look like it?" Lu Ming deliberately joked.
"No, we support Chief Lu to wear a military uniform every day. He is brave and handsome, and brings us with vitality." A section chief praised.
"Is this the Blue Sky and White Sun Medal? Can I touch it?" Another section chief stepped forward and said boldly.
"Of course, the honor belongs not only to me, but also to all our colleagues at the Shanghai Station of Fuxing Society." Lu Ming said, taking off the medal and handing it to Liu Qiwen who was standing aside.
Huang Yanning, who was wearing the uniform of a lieutenant colonel, followed Lu Ming, his eyes looking at the golden bean on Lu Ming's shoulder from time to time, and he felt itchy in his heart.
This is a general star. People who come from Huangpu have this goal in their lives. They put on the uniform of a general and mobilize thousands of troops to kill the enemy!
Ziyuan also rarely attended the group activities of the Fuxing Club today. She rarely participated in it before. Seeing Huang Yanning's greedy look as he followed Lu Ming, she couldn't help but want to laugh.
When the two of them walked past, Ziyuan grabbed the corner of Huang Yanning's clothes and pulled her. Huang Yanning lowered his body, and Ziyuan said, "You look so ugly."
Huang Yanning straightened up, laughed, and continued to follow Lu Ming.
Today's seats were not according to official rank, but everyone sat scattered. Someone specially arranged Liu Qiwen's seat next to Lu Ming. Liu Qiwen knew what these people were thinking, but she didn't care. Instead, she enjoyed everyone's ambiguity.
look.
Liu Qiwen walked to each table holding the medal in her delicate jade hands. Everyone looked at the medal as if it were a national treasure, and some even touched it to feel the texture of the medal.
Other people just let it go. They knew that there was no comparison with Lu Ming, not in any aspect, so they simply stopped being jealous. There was only envy, not hatred, but respect and admiration.
But Weng Bailing's heart felt like it was being tormented by boiling oil. If he worked hard and caught a good opportunity, he could still get the general, but he couldn't even think about the Medal of the Blue Sky and White Sun. It would be impossible in this life.
The first requirement for receiving the Medal of Blue Sky and White Sun is "one who has made extremely outstanding contributions in resisting foreign aggression."
What does it mean to resist foreign aggression?
That is to fight the Japanese. To fight the Japanese is to seek death. How is it possible to make outstanding contributions? There is only the possibility of contributing one life, nothing else.
This was what Weng Bailing had when he saw the Blue Sky and White Sun Medal.
Lu Ming must have bought the medal with money, and he couldn't have really made any outstanding contributions.
Lu Ming didn’t do much during the “128 Songhu War of Resistance”?
By the way, Lu Ming donated 50,000 yuan from his own pocket to the 19th Route Army and the Central Teaching Corps. I understand, he bought the medal with 50,000 yuan.
Weng Bailing felt much better when she thought about it.
What's so great about it, isn't it just having money? Spending money on medals, bah.
However, he also admired Lu Ming's generosity. You must know that it was fifty thousand yuan, and even a general would take almost ten years to get such a salary. He had been a colonel for basically half his life.
His current salary is only NT$300 per month, which is certainly not low. Only famous professors from famous universities have such high salaries.