December 10.

South america.

Pigeon Lumbia.

In a relatively remote small county.

"Is there a decisive battle?"

Dunant looked at the newspaper in his hand and sighed.

The location is remote, and the information transmission is slow.

At this time, the newspaper in his hand was still an American newspaper half a month ago, and its main content was the replacement of the Supreme Commander of the Allied Western Front with General MacArthur, as well as recruitment advertisements and war bond advertisements.

In order to avoid affecting morale, the Americans did not report on the war situation on the news, as well as the huge financial burden of the war.

But as a former member of the Central Unification Committee, and once a middle-level leader with real power, Dunant has a very keen sense of smell after a long period of intelligence work.

He sniffed out the truth from the clues.

At the time of the front-line war, in the absence of major events, the sudden change of commanders, combined with the recent commercial information on the market, the Allies must be preparing to launch a large-scale offensive.

And it's a storm.

Frontal assault on the German defenses.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for an outsider to know that the Allies wanted to hide it, and although he didn't know if he could hide it from the Germans, there was still no problem in hiding it.

Combined with the previous Allied war reports in the news and the situation on the Eastern Front, which was leaked only a few words, it is easy to draw further conclusions.

This head-to-head battle is the key to deciding the outcome of the battle.

If the Allies win, then they will triumph all the way, the front will go all the way to Berlin, Germany will die, the Allies will lose, then Germany will rule the continent of Europa, and the British Empire will become history.

"Hey..."

Then, he looked to the east, to his hometown, and sighed deeply.

Compared with the tragic Allied forces, as well as Germany, which is in the middle of the attack on both sides, at this time, it is like watching a tiger fight from a mountain, no matter who loses or who wins, it is a winner, and it is firmly based in the Asia-Pacific region.

Over the years, the dream that everyone has worked hard for has come true, and even goes further than the dream.

No, far more than one step, even competing for the world.

It's just...

These things have nothing to do with him.

He's just a lost dog forced to live in a foreign land,

Fortunately, in a few years of unification of the real power career, he pocketed a lot, although after the Anti-Japanese War, the rise of military unity, the power of the central unification sideline, but at that time he had already accumulated a lot of assets, and all of them were exchanged for foreign currency and gold.

But it was precisely because of his pre-war career in the Central Union that he had to flee his hometown.

At that time, the main enemy of the Central Unification was...

As for the Anti-Japanese War,

Because of the support of his friends, he transferred to the military command, fought with the Japanese, and with his outstanding ability, he still had some gains, but unfortunately because of his former status as a central commander, he only received some verbal and false awards, and there were few opportunities to make money.

With a newspaper in hand, he walked down the shabby and dirty street to his residence.

suddenly

He saw a man in a tunic coming over from afar, the figure was vaguely familiar, he blinked, and in a daze, the man had already rushed over, and greeted Dunant ecstatically:

"Haha, Brother Nan! I can see you here. ”

"Deneng?!"

Dunant was also immediately overjoyed:

"Haha, why are you here too?"

"Come on, come on, I'm in for a treat, let's not get drunk today! This time I'm the host. ”

He immediately dragged the man down the street.

The person who came was called Qian Deneng, who was his close friend, who had served as a senior member of the military command, and was the confidant of Director Dai, and he was deeply trusted, which was the core reason why he was able to transfer from the military command to the military command.

It's also his only close friend.

In their profession, they are accustomed to seeing interests and betrayals, and it is really not easy to have a close friend.

"Haha, then you're welcome."

Chandner was also very happy.

The two then went to a local Chinese-run restaurant and walked into the box, and after a while, a table of good dishes was already set on the table, as well as a few bottles of Moutai wine imported from China.

"There is actually authentic Xiahebang Sichuan cuisine here."

Clinking glasses with friends first, and then taking a bite of boiled pork slices, Chande can exclaim happily.

After six years in Yamashiro, he fell in love with Xiagawa cuisine, but because of the mission, he had to walk abroad and had not eaten it for a long time.

Especially with friends.

This is Glumbia, a chaotic country in South America, and it is a small county town with a small name, and he was really surprised to be able to eat such authentic Sichuan cuisine, at the chef level.

"Brother Deneng also went to South America to do business?"

Looking at his friend dressed as a successful businessman, Dunant opened the conversation.

"In business..."

Chandneng suddenly smiled and replied:

"Sort of, I'm working on a business type of mission right now."

"Mission?!"

Dunant was taken aback.

As far as he knew, his friend went to carry out the mission more than a year ago, and it was personally assigned by Director Dai, but now the preserved fruit has long been dead in name, and Director Dai has also run away with his tail between his legs.

With his knowledge of his own people, Dunant can even guess what task his friend is going on.

It must be to buy and spy on the core people in the base area over there.

"That's not right."

Then Dunant keenly recognized that something was wrong.

When he was in the Central Command, he fought against that group of people for a long time, and he knew very well the strength of that group of people, and the strength of that group of people had increased greatly recently, and the secret information of the devils was all at hand, and the secret of the preserved fruit was not transparent in their eyes.

It's impossible for a friend to be on a mission more than a year ago.

So...

"You've taken refuge in them?"

Dunant's eyes froze, and his hand was directly gripping the handle of the gun at his waist.

During the Zhongtong period, his main opponent was that group of people, although it was only a small middle-level, but he also participated in several arrest operations, and the other party was very weak at that time, and they sabotaged a lot of operations...

"Or are you being caught, so you have to do something for them?"

Dunant looked around vigilantly.

The Tao is different, and it is not conspiratory.

With his knowledge of his friend, it was absolutely impossible for him to take refuge in that group, and there was an irreconcilable conflict between the two sides' ideas.

"I'm alone here, don't be nervous, I'm not here to arrest you, this time I'm here to manage and supervise a mining company, it's really an accident to meet you."

As if recalling something, Chandroneng smiled and said as he ate:

"You're right, though, I'm doing something for our former enemies, but I'm doing it voluntarily."

"Why?"

Dunant's eyes still swept around vigilantly, and his hands were still tightly gripping the pistol at his waist.

You can't hurt people, this sentence is not very suitable for him, but the heart of defense is indispensable, he will never fall behind this sentence, even if it is a close friend, he is always vigilant.

At this point, the two are the same, so they can become real friends.

That's why he didn't understand.

Why did my friend work for that guy.

No matter how you think about it, it's impossible.

It is hard to imagine that a pure, profit-oriented man would be in the company of those people who strive for their ideals, although he has to admit that the theories preached by those people are indeed fascinating.

But an ideal is an ideal, and reality is a reality.

"We graduated in the same class, right?"

Chandeneng took a sip of his wine glass, was silent for a while, then looked out the window and said:

"Hmm."

Dunant nodded.

Both of them were training courses and intelligence officers trained by preserved fruits, and the two already had a good relationship at that time.

At the same time, he released the pistol from his waist.

After his careful observation, there were indeed no other people lurking around the restaurant, and with his close friend in front of him, he was no longer so vigilant.

"Back then, when we went out of the training class, we still wanted to serve the nation and the country, and when necessary, we could sacrifice our lives for the country and the nation."

Chandn was able to continue drinking, and his eyes were already in memory.

Dunant's eyes also fell into a brief trance, as if there were buried memories that had been buried for a long time and were deep, but he quickly returned to his cold and hard eyes, and even sneered, with a mocking tone:

"It's a pity."

"That's just the ridiculous naivety of youthful ignorance."

"That's just a delusion that we've been fooled by those in power, those with vested interests."

"Indeed."

Chandneng nodded:

"In that era and context, this sentence can be said to be true."

As he spoke, he raised his glass.

"Hmph."

At this time, Dunant had gradually let down his guard, and also picked up the wine glass and clinked glasses with Qian De Neng, took a sip, and then, slammed the wine glass on the table, and after snorting coldly, he raised his tone:

"If it weren't for the unscrupulous devouring and monopolistic operation of the four major families, which led to a large deficit of official capital and heavy losses of private capital, before the July Seven Incident, why would our country only have so little industrial capacity?"

"Even if you can't compare to the devil, even if you can't change the solution of the war, you won't lose so badly, and you won't die so many people."

"Even."

"During the Anti-Japanese War, they ate more ugly than before the war."

"Our foreign aid materials, the anti-Japanese war materials that pilots risked their lives and transported back through the world's highest peaks, appeared on the black market in less than a week."

"Seventy percent of the money from foreign aid is swallowed up by them and then transferred abroad."

"Moreover, there was an incredible thing that during the war, when the supply of weapons and equipment on the front line was in short supply, the rear steel plant actually closed down."

"What's even more ridiculous is that this group of the biggest traitors actually received a bunch of medals, the officers are getting bigger and bigger, their pockets are getting bigger and bigger, and the soldiers on the front line are getting thinner and thinner."

“··········”

Speaking of the back, Dunant was already so angry that he was incoherent.

After scolding him fiercely, he calmed down:

"The society of Datong simply cannot exist, human nature is greedy and endless."

"Look at their gang, the slogan is good, and there are also greedy people inside, who take advantage of power and seize power, and in the past, they betrayed their comrades and joined us for the sake of profit, and they caught a lot of traitors, of course, it is indeed much less than us, and the performance of the Anti-Japanese War is much better than ours."

"But it's only fifty steps and a hundred steps of laughter."

"That's right, indeed."

Looking at his friend who had not changed at all, Chand-Neng smiled and nodded in agreement.

"But why are you?"

Dunant gathered his emotions, frowned, looked at his friend, and speculated again:

"Could it be to save some capital?"

Recently, the gang has risen and the economy is doing very well, so they are very wealthy and have a lot of opportunities, so he guesses that his friends joined the gang for the sake of their pockets.

"It's not."

Chandneng shook his head:

"Because on the last mission, I got my dream back."

"Found your dreams?"

Dunant was stunned.

The two have the same dream, and when they graduated from the special training class, they also swore an oath together, but the reality made the two understand that the so-called dream was actually just wishful thinking and fantasy of the two.

"Brother Nan, do you have a feeling lately that you're getting better and better here, right?"

Chandner looked at his friend and said with a smile.

"Getting better and better?"

Dunant was stunned again, and then nodded:

"Indeed."

Since the battlefield more than 100 years ago, the domestic turmoil has intensified, the society has become more and more chaotic, the huge indemnity has sunk to the grassroots, and under the harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes, the same large number of people at the bottom of the country have no way to survive.

active

or forced,

The population began to move out.

Although South America is remote, poor, turbulent, and far away from China, the number of Chinese rooted in South America is still very large, and the reason for this is actually very painful.

Most of them were abducted, or even directly arrested and trafficked.

At that time, the Peruvian colonizers alone 'imported' 100,000 Chinese laborers, all of whom were engaged in hard work such as building railways, plantations, and mines, and the situation was worse than that in China.

Although it has improved a lot in recent years, on the whole, it is still at the bottom, and once the society is unstable and chaotic, it is always their group of people who are most hurt, and the top of society has never opened up to them.

But recently, the situation has improved dramatically.

It seemed like it happened overnight.

The fairness and justice of the so-called civilized people, who did not belong to them before, suddenly included them.

They have also become civilized people.

For example, the Chinese chef who opened this restaurant in this county town was opened recently, and the authorities even took the initiative to maintain law and order.

"You should know why."

Chandronn asked again.

"Because they..."

Dunant nodded.

Why, all of a sudden, are they accepted into the so-called civilization?

Because their homeland has become stronger.

Back then, those people beat up those who dared to bully them and those who had bullied them before, and even dared to rush directly to the coast of South America to arrest people and then try them, and dared to directly turn against the United States and annihilate the powerful American fleet.

Although the latter does not know whether it is true or not, it is inevitable that the United States will suffer.

Those who commit crimes against them will also be wanted.

And then, there was no longer anyone in the world who dared to bully them casually.

"There is a strong motherland, right?"

Chandneng said with a smile.

"It's really good."

Dunant nodded again.

Even he has felt that life is getting better and better recently, and in just a few months, he has been doing well here, and his business is getting better and better. Today, I came here to inspect a forest farm.

The price of domestic timber is high, especially high-quality timber, which is very scarce, and he intends to get a piece of the pie.

But at the last moment, he gave up.

The timber business is indeed very profitable, but if you continue to contact that group, in case his identity is revealed...

"So."

Dunant looked at his friend and understood:

"You joined them?"

Leading his country to prosperity was the dream of the two of them when they first left the special training class, and if so, he could understand why his friend would join the group.

"yes."

The two clinked glasses again.

"Who you were before..."

Dunant couldn't help but ask, his tone worried.

Datong does not exist.

Back then, the preserved fruit where he was fighting endlessly, corruption was rampant, and that group of people was indeed much better than themselves in this regard, but there were other problems, and they would clean up or something every once in a while, and they wanted to do it at every turn...

And Brother De Neng, although he is not a central commander, but when he came out at the same time as him, he also fought with that gang.

"Brother Nan."

Chandron laughed:

"Let's go back and see."

"There is some truth in what you said, back then, we and them were a hundred and fifty steps, everyone was not much better, there were a lot of problems, but at that time, we all ignored the biggest difference between the two sides."

"We've been hesitating, even regressing, while the other side has been improving."

"Like now, they're so powerful, and we're disappearing without a word."

"As for the so-called aid, did we receive less aid back then? The result? Seventy percent of the U.S. aid went into private accounts, oh, U.S. bank accounts. ”

"And the other side has used all the aid where it should be."

"It's not terrible to have a problem, but the most terrible thing is to face a problem and not solve it."

"Security issues, you can rest assured, the past is in the past, you are not on the wanted list."

"Do you want to go back to China..."

Dunant muttered to himself.

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