Chapter 917: Confession
Of course, there will be no one else in the regimental headquarters.
The guard platoon had already received Liu Lang's order, and as soon as the school officers went out, they blocked the 50-meter range around the regiment headquarters, not to mention mice, even flies may be difficult to fly in.
What appeared in front of Zhang Ruhao was a fat man with two mustaches but wearing a military uniform.
And the portrait of this bearded fat man, Zhang Ruhao has seen it a long time ago, not on the side of the blue sky and the white sun, but on the side of the red five-pointed star.
"I don't know if you've seen my portrait, but you must have heard of the name Liu Shang, I'm Liu Lang, and I'm Liu Shang." Liu Lang continued to say to himself. "I went out some time ago, I didn't go anywhere else, but I went to Gansu Hadapu, hehe, 3,000 Hanyang-made rifles and 24 heavy machine guns, 72 light machine guns, and 50,000 catties of rice noodles, 10,000 catties of bacon and other materials, do you know who to give them to?"
A business contract signed with the name appeared in front of Zhang Ruhao, whose face remained unchanged but his eyes had changed.
Zhang Ruhao's face, which tried to maintain a calm face, finally changed color, and blurted out, "You gave that batch of suppliesγγγγγγ But how did you know they got there? Are they okay now? β
Liu Lang smiled.
In the face of the news of the Red Army, Zhang Ruhao, who had been trying to maintain his composure for a long time, was also breached, and his last sentence completely revealed his heart.
"Hehe, don't hide it from the deputy of the regiment, since they left Jiangxi, I know every battle they have fought well, maybe you don't believe it, but I can tell you with certainty that I care more about their life and death than you. Although you are their man, and I, not yet. Of course, since I was able to send that batch of supplies, it proves that they are fine, but the casualties are large. β
"They're fine, great." Zhang Ruhao's eyes were a little moist when he heard the news of the Red Army at first glance, and the violent rise and fall of his chest showed his irrepressible excitement.
He had lost contact with the Red Army for three months, and now he finally heard their news again, and listening to Liu Lang's meaning, the head office was still fine, how could he not be excited.
"I also met Zhou Gong and Mr. Mao, and under their leadership, the Red Army is walking on the right path." Liu Lang continued.
"Yes, yes, they are the most outstanding leaders of our party." Zhang Ruhao nodded again and again with tears in his eyes.
It wasn't until a moment later that Zhang Ruhao, who had finally calmed down, looked at Liu Lang, "Tuanzao, can I ask the reason?" β
"When I was still in school, my teacher once said to me that only the Red Party could save China. I used to have doubts, but in the past two years, through constant contact with them, although they have also made many mistakes, under the leadership of that great man, they have also been constantly correcting their mistakes and moving towards the most correct path. To tell you the truth, the night I spent talking to the leader of the Red Party was probably the most memorable night of my life. It wasn't until yesterday when I returned to the Independent Regiment from Hatapu that I finally believed my teacher's words: Only the Red Party can save China, because they represent the interests of the broadest peasant class in China, and the peasant class is the foundation of our country at present, and their ideals will definitely succeed. Liu Lang said calmly.
Ninety percent of Liu Lang's words are true, so they are all false. However, as a red third generation who has traveled through time, he has received the most orthodox red education from the old man since he was a child, and the old man said as a teacher: Only red can save China. In fact, it's not that Liu Lang has any nonsense.
"Which teacher do you γγγγγγ?"
"I don't know where I went, I disappeared since I organized a street march for us, and I haven't been looking for it." Liu Lang shook his head.
"Hey! This is again because of the white terror of the bald head, and our party does not know how many comrades have been sacrificed for this. Zhang Ruhao shook his head and sighed with some resentment.
Through Liu Lang's words, all the doubts that had been solved were easily solved. Why did a fat son of a landlord's family, a colonel regiment commander who held military power, have a soft spot for the Red Party, and hurried to the Red Soviet area after a big war. The so-called cooperation is nothing more than an exchange for tungsten placer ore, but it pays far more than its value for guns, ammunition and all kinds of scarce materials.
Why is the red army so concerned about the strategic transfer, and a large number of materials have been specially prepared to be quietly delivered. All this is because he felt the influence of red thought when he was in school, and he has long been yearning for red.
As an underground party member who has been lurking in the Ministry of Military Affairs, one of the core departments of the Kuomintang, Zhang Ruhao did not even doubt the truth of what Liu Lang said, because for Liu Lang, it was meaningless to tell lies.
If he is an enemy who wants to break into the Red Party and cause sabotage, it is really stupid. For others, Liu Lang is just a colonel, but in the eyes of Zhang Ruhao, who has been in the independent regiment for more than two years, Liu Lang, a colonel who is only in charge of one regiment of soldiers, is very different from thousands of colonels of the national army. Others don't know, but he, a person with a heart, knows very well that the current combat effectiveness of the Independent Regiment has even far exceeded that of the Independent Regiment that could defeat the Eighth Division during the Battle of the Great Wall.
Just by virtue of the high-velocity machine guns they are now equipped with and the semi-automatic rifles that they have already equipped with the troops, their combat effectiveness is almost as low as that of an integrated division, and coupled with the new artillery that is still being developed according to legend, Zhang Ruhao, a soldier who has gone through the formal study of the Whampoa Military Academy and experienced the Eastern Expedition and the Central Plains War, does not know.
With such a powerful force in his hands, and he learned about the movements of the red troops through the caravan, if he wanted to ask someone for merit, he could use the situation of war merit to get what he wanted. Zhang Ruhao believed that the bald headmaster who regarded the Red Army as a confidant would definitely be rewarded, and it was absolutely not impossible for a colonel to become a lieutenant general.
"And what do you mean?" Zhang Ruhao looked at Liu Lang in surprise and joy.
"My meaning is very simple, I want to join your party, but I dare not fully guarantee the independent regiment, so I hope you will be the captain of this teaching team, only with the support of strong ideological consciousness, I believe that sooner or later this army can become an elite army to protect my country and nation." Liu Lang replied categorically.
Yes, through the development of the Independent Regiment in the past three years, Liu Lang has realized a serious problem, the reason why the whole army of the Independent Regiment is still so united is actually based on the stimulation of generous military salaries, although it is also supported by the ideology of protecting the family and defending the country that he has tried his best to inculcate, but that ideal is too grand. Most of the officers and men of the Independent Regiment were composed of illiterate peasant troops, and their thinking was limited to supporting their families, and the big slogans of defending the country and the nation were too far away from them. If one day he fails to provide a good salary, and encounters a major defeat, the strong army he has painstakingly managed for several years is likely to disappear.
And when it comes to ideological education, in this world, the Red Party says second, and I am afraid that no one on this planet dares to call it first. The little butterfly that traveled from time and space eighty-five years later can prove the correctness of this sentence with the ruts of history. The future republic, under the leadership of another great master, heroically shouted the slogan of "the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation" to the whole world. Liu Lang has reason to believe that the great Chinese nation will once again stand on top of the world under the leadership of the Red Party.
"Okay, I'll report to the chief immediately." Zhang Ruhao nodded resolutely. "However, I'm going to borrow a platoon radio."
"I'll let Yanxue personally assist you." Liu Lang replied.
This sentence completely relieved Zhang Ruhao's heart.
This is the most powerful guarantee that Liu Lang throws himself at them without reservation. Even the wife has to be brought over, so what else is there to say?
A section of radio waves passed through the vast night sky and traveled hundreds of kilometers to the border of Gansu.