Chapter 2798

Zhang Bolin said two "too" but couldn't find a very suitable word. It is best to use the sentence "a flower is inserted in cow dung".

But he immediately chose a more lethal moral commanding height: "Liu Xiang has worked with several life secretary and has children. He speaks with a lot of fatherly taste, and he can't be greasy anymore. Xiao Zhang married him?!"

Dongmen Chuyu thought that it would be better if you said this from your heart. Although it seems that Zhang Yunmi's chances of falling in love with Liu Xiang are not necessarily greater than that of him. However, Xiao Zhang has vaguely become the dominant party in the past few years of training in the local area. Liu Xiang is also a rising star in the Milky Way of the Senate. The future mayors or "masters" are within range.

If Xiao Zhang was a woman with ambition, it would be impossible to follow the marriage model to join forces. But this possibility is very small. At least in the opinion of Dongmen Chuyu, Zhang Yunmi is not such a person.

Of course, these can only be considered speculations, after all, no one knows what Zhang Yunmi is thinking in her heart.

Dongmen pondered: "Berlin, when Xiao Zhang was a student, she liked to sing and dance in beautiful clothes and be an idol. This is the privilege of young girls, but idols will eventually graduate. Xiao Zhang has graduated. She now has her own work and life. Xiao Zhang is now an adult. Whoever she gets close to and who she likes is her personal freedom, and everyone is equal."

"I understand, I understand." Zhang Bolin said anxiously, "But, I just don't get angry. Yun Mi doesn't like me, I can accept it. Sometimes my temper is a little bit more aggressive, but I'm not unreasonable. Of course, she has the freedom to choose. I fully accept Xiao Zhang talking to others about friends, but why is it Mayor Liu? I think it's the grandson named Liu who used his work to deceive Xiao Zhang!"

Dongmen Chuyu advised: "Who said Zhang Yunmi was playing a friend with Mayor Liu? Aren't you a friend out of nothing?"

"It's like this in Guangzhou..."

"This is a rumor. Didn't they just have more work relationships?"

Zhang Bolin continued to vent his dissatisfaction as if he hadn't heard it: "Yes, Liu Xiang is now the mayor and a rank-in official of Guangzhou Special City. Because of his work, he can still show his so-called political skills and abilities in front of Xiao Zhang every day. Following Liu Xiang, whether it is now or in the future, he can have a lot of political support and help.

"But so what? Without his support and help from Liu Xiang, Xiao Zhang could not stand up?!

"The Senate has only more than 500 heads in total, and not everyone has to do administrative work. When the control area expands, there will be a large number of vacant positions, and even the veterans of the Jiangxiang are forced to do it. Even if they can only follow the steps and follow the formation of talents, they may not be able to fill the vacancy. Is there any so-called support and help from Liu Xiang? Xiao Zhang at least has no problem as a regional leader."

Dongmen spread his hands: "Isn't this going to end? With the support of Mayor Liu, Xiao Zhang will become a big leader. She is young and has opportunities."

"I'm just afraid. Xiao Zhang didn't figure it out for a moment, so he let the grandson Liu take advantage of the situation." Zhang Bolin looked worried, "When I figured it out, I understand, can I still stab this guy?"

"I understand your concern for Xiao Zhang." Dongmen paused for a moment. "My personal opinion. Xiao Zhang had already thought of these things you thought of. As for whether he would be confused by Mayor Liu's "advantage" for a while and accidentally got on the pirate ship, I think it would not."

"Why?" Zhang Bolin was puzzled.

"No reason. There is no definite evidence, I believe Xiao Zhang can figure it out that Mayor Liu's so-called 'advantage' is just a special state during this period."

Zhang Bolin was still worried. "One of my other fears is that these rumors have spread among naturalized civilian cadres. I am afraid that she will not be able to withstand the pressure for a while and let Zhang Liushi go with the flow."

"Since you like her, you have to believe her. Besides, these are all rumors. As long as she makes up her mind, others will not be able to shake it."

Dongmen Chuyu thought: Liu Xiang has no chance to do this in Zhang Yunmi, and you have no chance to do it!

Suddenly, thunderous cheers and applause sounded in the venue, interrupting the whispers in the stands, and the elders also applauded in a false sense.

Navy People's Commissar Mingqiu stood in the coolest position on the rostrum of Bairen Stadium. He looked around the stands and neatly dressed students and migrant workers, and then looked down at the neatly arranged Fubo military formations in the field. At the request of He Ming, he made a brief speech, nothing more than those who continued to work hard to win greater victory. Mingqiu was not very excited or happy. Navy People's Commissar Mingqiu stayed on the sea surface of Kinmen forever. The only one who stayed here was a retired former naval officer. He had already submitted his resignation to the Senate, resigned from his post as a Navy People's Commissar, and later became an instructor at the Hong Kong Navy Officer School to teach and educate people to spend their rest in life, laying the foundation for the future navy.

Tan Shuangxi stood in the center of Bairen Stadium, and the feeling of being surrounded by tens of thousands of people made him a little drunk. It is worth having such honor in this life! He listened very seriously to the speeches of the two leaders. The deafening sounds from all directions made it difficult for him to not be serious.

"...We all come from all over the world, and we have come together for a common goal. Today we have led the entire Hainan and Guangdong, but it is not enough. We still need more resources and more people to walk with us to achieve national liberation..."

Tan Shuangxi remembered the idea of ​​a flash of thought when the march in the morning, why did we fight? He originally came from Guangdong to get refugees. After purification, he was distributed to Ma Niao to settle down because of the salt he could dry.

During the Chengmai War, he went to the front line as a civilian, participated in the transportation of ammunition and the treatment of the wounded. The smoke and blood on the battlefield stimulated his bloodline and joined the war on the front line. He fought with officers and soldiers on the earthen embankment and transported the wounded. At that time, his idea was very simple and he never wanted to live his past life again.

After the war, the recruit company trained near Chengmai and organized everyone to visit the Chengmai camp of the Ming army. Some people in Chengmai were invited to tell them about their experiences at that time. A woman cried and described her husband as a brave villager to defend the city, but was taken by the government army and beheaded and reported his military merits as the head of the Fubo army. An old man cried and said that before the government army was defeated, he snatched all his family and insulted his daughter-in-law. He secretly decided not to let the government army enter this new hometown and let his family beheaded.

Use it to reward merit. This belief supports his military career, but when he arrived in the north, he began to be confused again. This is not his hometown, so why should I "liberate" these people who have nothing to do with me? This morning, on the banks of the Wenlan River, he seemed to have found the answer. In order to protect the peaceful life of his hometown, he was really willing to sacrifice his life; but it seems that there is no, but what about the north? Guangdong, Guangxi, or even the land of the Ming Dynasty? It seems not that worth it.

During the day and night of fighting in Guangdong and Guangxi, every soldier who fell beside him suddenly returned to his side. "...Save me..." A soldier was bleeding in his chest, with blood sprayed in his mouth, and his hands were catching him in the air.

"Plane Commander, the company commander ordered you to meet the battalion headquarters for a meeting after you arrive at the camp. There is a new task." A messenger ran over from the front of the team and pulled Tan Shuangxi from Guangdong and Guangxi back to the peaceful world of Linggao. Tan Shuangxi took the reply to the messenger and sorted out his emotions. At this time, the welcome ceremony had ended. There were still many cheering people in the stands, but there were no one on the rostrum, and the team in front had already started to open the stadium.

It was already dusk when Tan Shuangxi arrived at the station. The journey from Bairen to Ma Niao was not worth mentioning for the soldiers who were accustomed to marching. Moreover, they were still walking on the road paved with flat rivers - this was much better than walking the "official road" and various sheep-hearted paths in Guangdong and Guangxi.

This road is most familiar to the soldiers, especially for veterans like Tan Shuangxi, he has walked the road from Bairen to Ma Niao for countless years. When the troops "support workers and farmers", most of the working places were driven along this road. Even the road itself left their sweat.

From a simple road that barely passes through vehicles to a road paved with coal ash gravel and flat enough to allow the carriage to pass through lightly, how many changes have happened in it, it can be said that it is "changing with each passing day".

People came and went on the county road, and people gathered in groups by the roadside, watching the troops return, and people kept asking for information. The speed of traveling was not fast enough. They did not arrive at Fort Marão in the afternoon.

The Manniao Fort also set up a welcome formation. The left-behind team of the first battalion and the wounded and sick who were sent to the Manniao Army Hospital for recuperation in advance all came to the camp gate to welcome them. The comrades met and were extremely intimate. When inquiring about the recent situation and news about acquaintances along the way, there were both surprise and joy, as well as sadness and sigh.

When I returned to Manau Fort, even if I went home, the cafeteria had prepared steaming food, including chicken, duck, fish and meat, and it was a buffet style. It was enough to eat as much as I wanted. Even if I couldn’t drink wine on weekdays, this time I was open to serve Wenlanhe beer in a box, as long as I didn’t drink it, I would just sit down and take it as I could.

Tan Shuangxi did not eat and drink like others. As the acting platoon leader, he and all the platoon leaders of the company received orders to stay awake so that they could deal with it at any time when there was something to do at night.

Although I didn't say anything about "handling" in the camp, everyone knows it well and guards against night riots.

People who used to be soldiers in the Ming army once said that this was called "camp roar". In the middle of the night, some people had nightmares and howled wildly, and the whole camp would make a fuss, and there were also people who slashed and trampled on each other. In the past, Tan Shuangxi and the others thought it was a "story". After all, he had never encountered anything like that.
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