In a box in the big world, Li Changchun was sitting in a separate box. Countless coldness flashed through his eyes, but more of it was helplessness. After all, he was quite powerless in the face of such a thing.
"Webmaster!"
"No, you can go down. I know very well that it will be fine!"
Li Changchun's face became slightly calmer, he waved his hand gently and put it down.
After all, this is Shanghai, and after seeing all kinds of love, hate, life and death, I naturally understand that this choice is the most correct.
The loss of a few people was within their acceptable range. So what if it was a major general like him? Wasn't it also within the range of possible sacrifices this time?
He let out a long sigh, then sat there again, gently placing one foot on the coffee table opposite, and even turning the cup in his hand casually a few times, as if to wake up the red wine even more.
Fragrant.
But only he knew that at this time, his mood was in chaos, really in chaos.
At the same time, he also knew that the plan itself had already begun, and it was impossible to stop the entire plan because of him personally. In that case, he would become a sinner of the nation.
Some plans kill two birds with one stone, and some involve sacrifice alone, or just a part of it.
It's just that the plan this time was too huge, and he only knew a small part of it. Moreover, what the special commissioner told him, he also felt that this was only a small part of it, not all, or the tip of the iceberg.
"It's the tip of the iceberg. It's really the tip of the iceberg. Where does it leave our brothers on the front line?"
His face also became a little ugly, and his teeth were clenched tightly. He really wanted to curse.
The one over there is ready to be sacrificed, but is he really so easy to sacrifice?
The special correspondent seemed to sound very nice, but was that really the case? He, the webmaster of Shanghai Station, might have been among their victims.
He was silent, even a little speechless.
"damn it!"
…
In Lao Li's office in Yan'an, Lao Li looked at the calendar in front of him, and his heart was filled with pain. After all, something big had happened, and the situation with the Fourth Army was really irreversible.
Others didn't know it clearly, but his news told him that there really wasn't much chance to save it.
On the 11th, January 11th, five days have passed since the incident happened.
"well!"
He sighed again, then picked up the large porcelain jar on the table, walked directly to the kettle on the side, picked up the kettle and poured a glass of water directly, then raised his head and drank it.
"Report!"
"Come in!"
Just when he felt a little disappointed, he heard a report coming from outside, which suppressed his thoughts directly to the bottom of his heart, and he returned to his usual calmness and calmness.
Then he saw a slender woman in military uniform standing at the door. She pushed the door open and looked at Lao Li opposite with a smile on her face.
"Hey, Xiaoyu, why are you free to come to my place today?"
"Chief, it seems you welcome me. Well, there was a good thing, but you don't want to hear it. Forget it, I'll take the message away. Anyway, it's not someone else's message, just my young master's.
It’s just a telegram.”
Xiaoyu also smiled sweetly and pretended to leave his office with the message, as if the matter had nothing to do with her.
"Haha, Miss Xiaoyu, how can you say that? Miss Xiaoyu is here, and it's not too late for me to welcome you here. Your young master is our lucky star!"
"How about you show me the message?"
"That's not true, Chief, you always bully me. The next time you send me a message, I won't answer it, and I won't send it to you either!"
Just when Xiaoyu wanted to say something else, Xiaoyu's face changed, and she suddenly felt a nauseating feeling rising directly from her stomach, as if she had eaten something bad.
Xiaoyu lowered her head and tried hard to suppress the surge in her stomach. Even the sky was a bit ugly, so she couldn't help but squat down and feel sick.
"Hey, Miss Xiaoyu, what's wrong with you?"
Lao Li was also stunned, and immediately came over, supported Xiaoyu with one hand, and asked with concern.
"I don't know what's wrong. I've been feeling uncomfortable for a while, as if I've eaten something bad. I always have no appetite."
She was also helpless. After all, she was also very busy at work. After all, the telegraph operator was almost inseparable from her position. Now it was one of her jobs to come here to deliver messages.
"You're not feeling well, haven't you seen a doctor?"
"That's not true. It's just that I may have eaten something bad. I'll be fine in a few days!"
She could only deal with it casually and didn't even take it to heart.
"Okay, but if you feel uncomfortable, you should rest more!"
After helping Xiaoyu sit down on a chair aside, he poured another glass of water for Xiaoyu.
Finally, he took the telegram from Xiaoyu's hand and read it casually.
After all, he also sent a message to Zhang Tianhao, and it was sent last night. He called back this evening, and he wanted to see if Zhang Tianhao had any ideas.
"Huh!"
At this moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, his body that was still a little casual suddenly sat upright, and even his tired body suddenly became energetic.
"Okay, this gift is great, I like it, I really like it!"
"Chief, this gift from the young master is really important! Should I give the young master a big red flower?"
"Hahaha, Xiaoyu, if I give your young master a big red flower, I guess I have to use a truck to load the big red flower. Your young master's contribution to the organization, is that what the big red flower can represent? It's a pity that last time
I came here and left without even having a meal. It’s really a pity.”
"Are you willing to part with your two bottles of wine?"
Xiaoyu curled her lips and muttered wordlessly.
"You, you, Xiaoyu, I found that you have learned bad things from your young master. Now that you are married, you are still so unforgiving. I really don't know how Lao Yan dares to marry you!"
"Tch, Chief, you have spoken ill of our Lao Yan, I will tell him!"
Xiaoyu didn't care at all, but said casually. At the same time, after drinking water, she recovered and walked outside.
Lao Li didn't care about Xiaoyu's changes, but sat there and laughed happily.
There are hundreds of thousands of dollars worth of electronic parts. They are a lot of treasures. Even if they have money, they have no place to buy them. Now Zhang Tianhao has given them twenty boxes of these parts and twenty radio stations. He can still chuckle thinking about it.
Already.
But he also understood that the biggest problem when Zhang Tianhao sent the message was transportation. If it could be shipped, he would have shipped it long ago.
But the key is that Zhang Tianhao sent a message stating that he had no way to deliver this batch of electronic components in a short time, and they had to transport them themselves.
The difference is not a small number.
"This guy is really playing tricks on me. But where did this guy get his electronic components? Logically speaking, the Japanese are not allowed to import them. Apart from the radio stations that have registered, there seems to be no place to sell them."
?”
Of course, the black market is not included, but there are not so many parts. In many places, comrades may sacrifice their lives for a single electronic part, and many comrades have also sacrificed their lives because of this small thing.
If he had such a large group of people, he would at least feel more at ease and at ease.
