When Hawkins and Alice said goodbye to Su Tong's family, the sound of New Year's Eve firecrackers had already begun. When Alice went out, she was still holding two bottles of Su's perfume given by Su Tong. When she saw Alice, she was very happy.
Several men couldn't help but smile. Well, it seems that men will never understand women's pursuit of beauty.
After seeing off Hawkins and the two, Su Tong and Jiang Baili came to Su Tong's study and sat down. Bureau Xia, the investigation director, personally served Jiang Baili and Su Tong tea and then left. She was so smart that she saw the faces of her husband and adoptive father.
The solemn expression on his face meant that the two of them had something important to talk about, so he gently closed the door to the study and told the little girl Huang Ya not to go to the study to disturb the two of them, which made the little girl pout.
"Jianming, what do you think of Hawkins' proposal just now?" Jiang Baili looked at Su Tong with a half-smile, a hint of smile in his eyes.
Su Tong sighed, scratched his head, and said hesitantly: "I am quite conflicted about this matter. If we set up our own business now, will we have to fall out with the Chairman?"
"Falling out." Jiang Baili's eyes showed a hint of ridicule, "If we don't stand on our own, then the chairman will not fall out with us. You know how many people in the country are watching us now. This kind of thing is like sailing against the current.
If we don't advance, we will retreat. If we don't take this opportunity now to expand our influence, you will regret it in the future."
At this point Jiang Baili glared at Su Tong and said, "And have you ever thought about what will happen to those men who have been following you if you don't fight? What will happen to this great foundation you have laid? Do you have the heart to leave them behind?"
"Uh." Commander Su was a little dumbfounded when he heard this. Only then did he remember, what would happen to his nearly one million soldiers if he let go? What would happen to his subordinates who had been following him? Even if Chiang Kai-shek would be kind enough to accept them.
, but my construction achievements in the four provinces of Chahar and my company will probably be swallowed up by those in the National Congress Party. Do I really want to take my wife and children to the moon as a pawn?
Are you trying to be a turtle? If you want to be Washington, it depends on the place and national conditions.
I'm afraid that even if he doesn't fight by then, his generals and officials will force him to fight. After all, their future and destiny are already closely linked to his.
Thinking of this, Chief Su couldn't help but nodded heavily, "You are still right. If we make one step now, others will have to take ten steps forward."
"Well, that's right." Jiang Baili felt happy when he saw that his cheap son-in-law had finally figured it out, and asked with a smile on his face: "Then have you thought about what kind of political party to establish?
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Su Tong took a deep breath, "We have always been working hard with the purpose of reviving the prosperous age of Han and Tang Dynasties, so that our great China can stand erect again in the world. So let's call it the Baath Party."
"Baath Party Baath Party" Jiang Baili chewed lightly in his mouth and then raised his head slightly and said with a smile, "Okay, let's call it Baath Party"
So, on a snowy night before the New Year, another political party was quietly born in an ordinary study room in Zhangjiakou, the capital of Chahar.
The snow on New Year's Eve this year was very heavy and thick. Farmers also say that auspicious snow heralds a good year. However, it is not so pleasant for the troops who are fighting. The thick snow hinders the movement of the troops, especially the aircraft.
I can only lie down on the ground at the airport.
Without the cover of the aircraft, the sky where the fierce battle had been fought suddenly became silent. Soldiers from both sides no longer had to endure the pain in their necks and look up at the air battle in the sky.
Without the help of aircraft, the two sides could only fight a pure ground battle. As the wind and moon blew harder, the snow became thicker and thicker. The weather was so bad that it was difficult to see the target more than ten meters away. It was really impossible to fight.
Both sides had no choice but to temporarily give up and withdraw their troops.
Dozens of miles behind the 41st Group Army's defense line, a transport convoy consisting of more than a dozen trucks was heading towards Jinzhou. Because the tires were equipped with anti-skid chains, the speed of the vehicles was very slow and could only be reached by less than 100 meters.
It was driving forward slowly at a speed of ten kilometers per hour. From the traces of the car, it seemed that there must be a lot of supplies there.
At this time, at a mountain pass one mile away from the train, there were standing several big men wearing dog-skin hats and carrying twenty-gun box cannons. There were also war horses standing beside them. From the nose of the horse,
From time to time, a low neighing sound was emitted, and long streaks of white mist dissipated in the air. Their eyes were all staring nervously ahead.
A man with deep scars on his face was looking into the distance, with a sharp glint in his eyes from time to time.
"Pimple, pimple, pimple"
The sound of horse hooves came continuously from the front, and a small black dot quickly ran towards the mountain col from a distance. Not long after, a knight wrapped in a thick cotton jacket appeared in front of everyone.
The visitor was carrying an old muff on his back, and there were two lines of green tears on his weather-stained face, "Here we are, here we are, sir, the jumping officers and soldiers have arrived with more than a dozen large vehicles."
Car, the second boss asked me to ask if it’s time for the brothers to gather on the dock and set off,” the visitor shouted loudly.
"Second pole, did you really see that there were only a dozen large cars?" the man with a long scar on his face asked in a deep voice, with a ferocious look in his eyes.
"First Master, you're right, Second Master and I really looked at it. If you're wrong, you'll chop me up." The visitor wanted to swear to the sky, "There are really more than a dozen big cars. Second Master followed behind and checked.
That seal is very deep, and it is estimated that the trolls are either weapons or food, and if they are responsible for this vote, we will distribute it."
The boss turned to look at a small middle-aged man standing next to him and asked: "The strategist moving the helm, what do you think? Can you kill him?"
This middle-aged man had a mustache that looked like a rat's tail, with a sly look in his eyes from time to time. He pondered for a while before saying: "Master, there is not much food left in the village now.
We must be able to intercept this batch of goods. If it is food, we will keep it ourselves. If it is a troll, we will sell it to the Japanese in exchange for food. Anyway, it is still more than thirty miles away from the camp of those jumping officers and soldiers. This weather will wait until
They found out that we had left early, so we went back to the village after finishing this work, without anyone noticing, what do you think?"
"The big boss and the helmsman are right. Those dozen cars can only be guarded by more than thirty people at most. They never dreamed that we would touch them under their noses. We can do it with at most two bags of dry cigarettes."
Take care of them, what are you afraid of?" the spy named Er Pangzi said with embarrassment next to him.
"Okay, let's do it." The boss slapped his thigh, "I don't believe that there are more than 300 of us and we can't take care of the more than 30 jumpers. At worst, we run to Fengtian. Is it possible that these people can still catch up to Fengtian?"
Pole, hurry up and gather at the pier."
"yes"
The young man with the second pole quickly ran to the col and blew the whistle. After a while, more than 300 people came out one after another. However, their equipment was old and different, and some were holding old
The old sleeve was made in Hanyang, but more than 30 people held it with the brand new 38 cap.
After seeing everyone gathered, the boss whistled, and a group of people all got on the horse's nest and rushed forward. The sound of horse hooves made the surrounding trees rattle for a while.
On a snow-covered road, more than a dozen trucks were driving forward with difficulty. Although the tires had been tied with anti-skid chains, the trucks still skidded from time to time when driving on the hard road, forcing them to
Truck drivers have to drive carefully to avoid accidentally running onto the side of the road.
There were three people sitting at the front of the first car in the convoy. One of them was a young officer with the rank of second lieutenant on his shoulder. He was sitting near the window with his hands folded in his sleeves and looking at
The road ahead complained a little: "Damn it, we're almost there at last. Depending on the situation, we can have a comfortable sleep in more than two hours. This damn weather is really bad."
A soldier sitting next to him took out a pack of cigarettes from his coat, handed it to the second lieutenant next to him, lit another one and put it into the mouth of the driver who was driving, and finally lit it himself for the three of them.
He puffed up in the carriage.
The driver, who was about thirty years old, opened the originally closed window, popped out a trace of cigarette ash, and then said carelessly: "Sir Wang, don't think it's hard work for our heavy transport troops, but our safety is not. I have been working in this position three years ago."
We have never encountered any danger since we started as baggage soldiers. Although we, the baggage soldiers, are not destined to be officials in this life, we still feel at ease after all. Unlike those combat troops, I admit that they are promoted quickly, but that is paid for with their lives.
Yes, after all, bullets don’t have eyesight. Who knows one day it will be just that? Do you think this is true?”
The second lieutenant surnamed Wang couldn't help laughing after hearing what Old Wu said, "Well, Old Wu, I finally understand why you are still a first-class private after three years. If I were your boss, I wouldn't promote you. You are the only one.
With your attitude, you deserve to be a top soldier for the rest of your life."
Old Wu grinned, "Anyway, Old Wu doesn't expect to get promoted or make a fortune. I'm thinking that after the war is over, I'll receive the five hundred gold yuan coupons and go back to my hometown to open a small tofu workshop with my wife and live a good life."
That's what we call comfortable."
Second Lieutenant Wang chuckled and was about to say something, when suddenly there was a "click" gunshot from behind. The clear gunshot immediately alerted the entire convoy.