The Republic of Heroes

Liu Fengchi reprimanded Fang Xing and drove him away, and the bad breath in his heart subsided a little. He looked at the restless back and said to himself: "If you just stop here, it's fine, if you make trouble again and don't pick off your third layer of skin, I will turn the word Liu upside down. Write."

After the exercise ended, Baoding Military Academy had a day off. From the registration exam to the end of the exercise, Wu Xiaoliang had no free time. Now that he was free, he immediately went to see Uncle Wang. The old man was probably worried to death.

Uncle Wang was really worried these days. Liangzi only said to sign up that day, but can he go to the military academy casually?He couldn't bear to hit him, so he didn't stop him, but he didn't hear from him after he left. He asked many people, some said that he offended his adjutant and was kicked out of the military academy and never allowed to come back; A person with a lot of background; what's more, he has been shot by the Military Justice Department.Uncle Wang was terrified when he heard it. A good child just disappeared. No one was born, no corpse was seen when he died, and a few turbid old tears fell.

But there is something strange about Uncle Wang. Wu Xiaoliang seems to have become a legend in Baoding Military Academy as a young cook, and someone can tell his story casually if you ask him casually.At lunch time today, a military cadet recruit even said that he became a platoon leader, darling, that is a step up to the sky and become an official.Uncle Wang shook his head with a smile, but he stopped abruptly in the middle of shaking. The young officer in front of him, wearing a gray military uniform and a military cap with a large brim, was smiling and looking at him.

"Liang, Liangzi?" Uncle Wang rubbed his eyes, a little in disbelief, and called out to him stutteringly.

"Uncle Wang, it's me." Wu Xiaoliang confirmed.

"You, you are a good son. Are you really a platoon leader?"

Wu Xiaoliang took the rag from Uncle Wang's hand and wiped the table, as if he was still the boy doing odd jobs a few days ago, without raising his head, he replied, "Yes, not only was he admitted to the military academy, but he was also a platoon clerk. Long. Thanks to Uncle Wang for taking me in."

Seeing that Wu Xiaoliang went to wipe another table, Uncle Wang quickly snatched back the rag in his hand, how could it be proper for someone to let the platoon leader wipe the table for him.

"It's not your job to do these rough jobs. Sit down quickly, and uncle will pour you some water."

Wu Xiaoliang sat down with a smile.

"Uncle Wang, don't be too busy."

Looking at the upright Liangzi in the military uniform, Uncle Wang was neither sitting nor standing, and he didn't know where to put his hands. A few days later, the young man was still the same young man, only with the addition of the military uniform, the old man was no longer Dare to treat him casually as before.

Fang Xing came running out of breath, "Weizhong, I have your telegram. The handyman sent it and you were not there, so I accepted it. Let's see if there is anything urgent."

Wu Xiaoliang took the envelope containing the telegram and pulled out the letter paper inside. It was a long telegram or a long letter. The person who sent the telegram spared no expense.

The telegram was taken by Sun Jiayu. He introduced in detail the situation in Fengtian since Wu Xiaoliang left, as well as the situation of the pharmaceutical factory and Cai Jiang.The assassination case was closed because the murderer could not be caught; Yang Yuting intervened in the Japanese plan to covet the pharmaceutical factory, causing it to die; Jiang and Cai had already concluded that Wu Xiaoliang would go to Baoding after his disappearance, but for some reason he suddenly left without saying goodbye. Xiao Dongzi and Lang Er even thought that something unexpected happened to him; after more than a month of treatment, Cai E's health gradually improved, so Jiang Fangzhen bid farewell to him and returned to Sichuan.A few days ago, Jiang Fangzhen sent a telegram to report Sun Jiayu's whereabouts; he also sent another 1000 yuan to Dayang, which is available at the Bank of Communications.

Wu Xiaoliang was puzzled that Yang Yuting could come forward to protect the Liangda Pharmaceutical Factory. Yang wanted to arrest him and hand him over to the Japanese, so why did he help him after he escaped?

Wu Xiaoliang bid farewell to Uncle Wang, returned to the dormitory, and wrote a long letter to Sun Jiayu, expressing his thoughts one by one. He believed that the development of the pharmaceutical factory in Fengtian had been restricted by various factors, and Liangda wanted to have more Good development must find a more relaxed and developed city. He listed Tianjin and Shanghai as candidate cities, hoping to establish a new factory as soon as possible.In addition, he knows that the Chinese people nowadays don't have much hatred for the Japanese, and it is difficult to refuse the high temptation offered by them, but getting on a pirate ship is tantamount to asking for death, so he especially reminded Sun Jiayu of all the actions of the Japanese Strict precautions must be taken, and there must be no slack in the slightest. The Japanese have shown signs of destroying China, and they must keep a distance from them and must not cooperate.

In recent days, Fang Xing has always acted mysteriously, going out in a hurry after exercise at night, and always rushing back before the lights are turned off.Wu Xiaoliang asked a few questions about why he was going out at night, Fang Xing faltered again, and only said to contact his fellow villagers, Wu Xiaoliang didn't think much about it.One night, Fang Xing came back and excitedly said to Wu Xiaoliang:

"Weizhong, I changed my name. From today onwards, I changed my name to Qidao, Fang Qidao."

"Oh? Changed the name?" Wu Xiaoliang was very surprised. He knew the origin of these two words, "The red sun is just rising, and its way is bright. Good name!" It comes from Liang Qichao's "Young China".

Fang Qidao was still very excited. Lying on the bunk, he took out the "Suncheon Times" bought yesterday from under the mattress and read it with relish.Fu Zuoyi leaned forward, looked at Fang Qidao and said to Wu Xiaoliang, "Weizhong, this guy is in a daze. There is something wrong with the school recently. Some people have connected in private to protest against the principal's ban on newspapers."

Wu Xiaoliang nodded apprehensively. He has always disapproved of using such childish means to appeal. The authorities will not change the established policy because of your protest.

"The mountain and rain are about to come, and the wind will fill the building. The authorities will definitely suppress it severely. I hope that brother Zhizhi will not be involved."

Early the next morning, when all the military students woke up, they were surprised to find that the gates of the school building, classrooms, cafeteria, and toilets were all full of soldiers with live ammunition. Not daring to speak out, many people dare not speak out, and the anger is swelling and fermenting in the suppression.

The Academic Affairs Office immediately issued a notice: Starting today, the school will be suspended indefinitely for rectification.The students were locked in the dormitory and were not allowed to move around at will. They even had to report when they went to the toilet.

The Qilian dormitory was full of depression, "Does 'Wang Dachu' think that high pressure can make us submit?" A military student who is usually not high-profile growled in a low voice, his bookish face turned red with excitement.Wang Dacu is the nickname given to Wang Ruxian by the students, because he was born in Yuan Shikai Ma Bian, and he was very rude to the students, so everyone gave him such a nickname.Fang Qidao also agreed: "If there is oppression, there will be resistance. Others dare not, but I will do it." There was a buzzing sound in the crowd, some people agreed, some people disagreed.

As the platoon leader, Wu Xiaoliang should have the obligation to rectify the order of the platoon, but the school's methods are so high-handed, he will not be a minion.

"Shhh, the mortar is here, sit down soon..." a student who was watching by the door urged in a low voice.