Bright Sword: Leading the Special Operations Squadron to Fight the Japs

Chapter 676 Petition

After getting Wang Meng's affirmation, Zhao Gang went straight to find Dong Zuobin, an ancient historian from Pingshun University without stopping for a moment.

"Professor Dong, what are you busy with?"

Dong Zuobin raised his face from a pile of oracle bone inscriptions.

"Political Commissar Zhao is here, come and sit down?"

"Haha, are you still studying oracle bone inscriptions?"

Dong Zuobin took off the black-framed glasses on his nose and rubbed his dry eyes.

"Given the current situation, I can't make any contribution to my country. Now I can only focus on this pile of old stuff. I just hope that if the Chinese nation is not destroyed, I can pass on the little research I have done, which can be regarded as a contribution!"

"Professor Dong is so pessimistic? Is it because our independent column is not working hard enough that you can't see any hope? Or is it that the smooth development is not satisfactory?"

Anyone else would have been frightened long ago, but as a professor of ancient history, Dong Zuobin knew very well how insignificant human beings are. Kings, princes, generals and ministers are just grains of sand in the era, nothing special.

What about the Independent Column? What about Ping Shun? What about Zhao Gang?

"Haha, Political Commissar Zhao seems to have great expectations for Pingshun and the Independent Column? From an objective point of view, Pingshun's development has reached the leading level in the country. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as a complete change. The Independent Column is also far ahead in the country in terms of military appearance, discipline and combat effectiveness.

But, so what? Not every inch of China's land is smooth, and not all Chinese armies are independent columns!

Zheng County today is a living example! "

A smile gradually appeared on Zhao Gang's face, which made Dong Zuobin puzzled and even a little angry.

"Political Commissar Zhao! Is what I said so funny? Isn't what I said the truth?! Zheng County has been lost, and next is the Longmen Grottoes in Luoyang! The roots of China will be cut off by the Japanese!

Even Anyang, the birthplace of oracle bone inscriptions, is still under the control of the Japanese devils!

But China's strongest military force is still wandering in Shanxi? Shouldn't it cross the Yellow River and save China's civilization from the water and fire? "

Zhao Gang smiled even more widely, and even couldn't help wanting to laugh out loud!

Dong Zuobin's anger was completely ignited, and he flew into a rage:

"Zhao Gang! I don't have time to talk to you here, and I don't have the good temper to be teased by you. If you have nothing else, please leave!"

Zhao Gang didn't expect Dong Zuobin to be so angry. The temper of intellectuals is really not to be underestimated!

"Professor Dong, please calm down. I am not here to have an idle chat with you, nor to entertain you. I am here to discuss something important with you!"

Zhao Gang suppressed the expression on his face and handed the so-called "petition" in front of him with both hands.

Dong Zuobin put on his glasses and took the paper.

"This is?"

"You'll know just by looking at it!"

Dong Zuobing spread out the paper, and the expression on his face changed from confusion to excitement.

"Political Commissar Zhao, who wrote this? It's brilliantly written and well-reasoned!"

"Haha, I am not talented. It is I, Zhao Gang, who has the guts to write this petition on behalf of the people of Henan Province and the people of China. My visit this time is also very simple. I hope that as a native of Anyang, Henan Province, you can write the first name on the petition and help us appeal. It is urgent!"

Dong Zuobin did not answer, but expressed everything with his actions.

He wrote his name neatly at the bottom of the petition, then folded it neatly and stuffed it into the document bag.

"If Political Commissar Zhao trusts me, I will immediately contact all my fellow Henan people and celebrities from all walks of life to sign the petition."

"Haha, that would be great! But there is no need to stick to the signature form, we can also send a telegram to express our support! Because now Zhengxian, Xingyang, and Gongyi have already fallen, and the next ones are Yanshi and Luoyang, which is imminent!"

"Give me two days, not one day!"

After Dong Zuobin finished speaking, he left with the briefcase.

Zhao Gang was not idle either. He continued to go to Pingshun Daily, Pingshun Radio Station and other newspapers with the printed "petition".

Early the next morning, almost all newspapers supporting the war of resistance and neutrality published this petition.

There was also a large stack of newspapers on the desk of the man in Chongqing.

The atmosphere was depressing, and the recording of "Petition" was continuously heard on the radio. No matter which frequency you switched to, you would hear it again after a while.

"Xun'en, turn off the radio. Why are there these voices everywhere? Can the will of the people override the government now? Can their so-called "petition" force the government to make a decision?

Ridiculous! Stupid! "

He knocked the floor with his cane, making a clanging sound. Except for Chen Bulei, no one else dared to breathe.

After two minutes, Chang Guangzhou, who had calmed down, sighed.

"Xun En, tell me what you think."

Chen Bulei thought for a moment and then said:

"Sir, I think the problem we are facing now is not only in the public opinion circle, but also in central Henan! If we can clean up the battlefield in central Henan, we can naturally stop the gossip. But if we reject the petition and then suffer a defeat in central Henan, I am afraid we will not be able to explain to the Chinese people.

It is better to guard against the people's mouths than to guard against the river, sir, please think twice!"

Before Chen Bulei finished his words, Chang Guangzhou's expression immediately became strange.

"Xun'en, there is a solution. As long as the battle in Central Henan is within controllable range, we can legitimately reject the so-called petition!"

"Sir, that's the theory...but..."

"Okay, I won't talk about the rest. I will personally urge Jiang Dingwen of the First War Zone to immediately organize a counterattack. We must fight with great fanfare and show those confused people that China is not the only one that can fight. We are also very capable!"

Chen Bulei looked embarrassed and was about to persuade him again.

"Sir, I..."

"Okay, don't worry about military matters. I will make arrangements. Write an article to calm the people and public opinion and tell them not to get too excited. The situation is under control!"

After Chang Guangzhou finished speaking, he waved his hand and sent Chen Bulei out.

"Telegram Chiang Ting-wen immediately and tell him to recapture Gongyi before 4 p.m. tomorrow! Tell him I have already written the victory report and he must do his best!"

Jiang Dingwen, who was commanding in central Henan, was dumbfounded after receiving the order. Doesn’t Chongqing know the current situation and the combat effectiveness of the Central Army?

Counterattack? What the hell!

"Call back immediately. The defense pressure on the front line is huge at the moment. We are unable to withdraw troops to recover Gongyi. Please consider this!"