"Talk with cannons and bombs."

When he left Changsha, Zhang Ba had already made a decision. The second round of negotiations would not happen. Even if there were, someone would be absent.

Various propaganda slogans can be seen everywhere on the streets, and the local people's support for the "People's Party" made Zhang Ba feel frightened.

He slowly calculated how much artillery fire should be used if all these untouchables were eliminated.

The "Working Party" has no warships, no cannons, no large-scale chemical capacity, and even no raw material production for military supplies.

They only have flesh and blood.

This is the best...

Let them use their flesh and blood to fight against steel!

"Sir, everyone here has been brainwashed."

"You are right. The 'Working Party' is a cult and there is no difference. These foolish men and women are already our enemies. There is no need to be kind to the enemy."

"Yes, sir."

The secretary nodded, very much agreeing with what Zhang Ba said.

He didn't understand, don't these stupid villagers know what the "demon city on earth" means?

Tens of thousands of armored vehicles, iron armored ships that block the Yangtze River, the world's largest caliber and range, and the well-equipped Magic City Defense Force.

In the past 150 years, no, in the past 200 years, Wuhan has been invincible and supreme.

Above imperial power is Wuhan.

The imperial power of imperial power is the National Assembly in Wuhan.

How could anyone dare to disobey such a power as an ancient god?

It's really against the will of heaven, it's really against the will of the will of the will of the will of the will of the will of the will of the will of the will of the will of the will of the will of the will of the will of the will of the will of the will of the will of the will of the will of the will of the will of the will of the will of the will of the will of the will of the will of the will of the will of the will of the will of the will of the will of the will of the will of the will of the

Zhang Ba was thinking, but the entourage was angry.

At the headquarters of the "Working People's Party", Wang Jiao held a mobilization meeting again. Regarding the upcoming difficulties, he emphasized again and again that this is a critical moment of life and death.

"The difficulties we are about to face are not quantitative, not quantitative and destructive, far exceeding all previous enemies!"

"Our soldiers and our political representatives must be prepared to sacrifice at any time. All members of the "Working Party" including me must dare to sacrifice and sacrifice when necessary!"

"I never encourage sacrifice, but as fighters, we must be prepared in this way on the road to seeking the welfare of the vast majority of people in the world!"

"The hard work always needs to be done by someone. Since we have done it, we must assume this responsibility. This is not an excuse or excuse, but an ordinary and pure choice made by an ordinary person, a pure person."

"We, as well as the enthusiastic masses behind us and the lovely warriors, will understand one truth and see a new world, that is, people are born equal!"

"This is a struggle for equality, for freedom, for all oppressed people!"

"For this reason, we have no way out, we can only be determined without hesitation. Even if we have to shed blood and sacrifice, even if we have to face physical death, I also hope that our shed blood and sacrifice can use our flesh and blood to build a new Great Wall for the people we want to protect and the world we want to protect!"

"There is no possibility of peaceful coexistence between us and slave owners and oppressors."

“Either win or die!”

"The same sentence!"

Wang Jiao waved his fists and waved his fists almost in unison with the congregation, "Diet!"

“Don’t belong to the proletariat!!”

...

The mobilization is for internal unity, but the troops in Xiangbei are still the ones with the greatest pressure at the first time.

When Shu Jia saw Wang Jiao, it was like a sculpture.

This man, who is from Jianghuai and is good at all over the world, does not have very outstanding military talents. However, he has amazing will and conveys this will to the excellent qualities of the people around him.

At this moment, Wang Jiao looked at him without saying a word.

Shu Jia also looked at Wang Jiao and sat down straightly. After a long time, he looked at Wang Jiao and said, "Chairman."

"You can ask for any requests now."

"I'm a soldier."

Shu Jia said calmly, "But I am also a member of the 'Working Party'."

From his shirt pocket, he took out the first-generation party member certificate printed by the "Working Party". After opening it, there was a black and white photo. It was rare to have photos, and most of them did not have photos.

"I think I'm already a thoughtful person."

"Who are you."

Wang Jiao responded.

"A thoughtful man must still be alive even if his body dies."

"Yes."

"In ancient times, people would build temples for dead heroes. The iron stick temple in Changsha must be very effective. The masses all think so. I think it must be because of beautiful thoughts that so many people will believe in a hero who has passed away."

"Yes."

"But I'm a 'working party'."

"Yes."

"There are no gods or saviors, everything depends on yourself."

"Yes."

"I will stick to my post and fight until the last moment."

"you……"

"If I have to die, I will also face death like a qualified soldier. I will face death as an excellent member of the "Working Party"."

"I will call as much as possible..."

"President!"

Shu Jia still looked dull, but his eyes became more and more firm, "I will stick to my post, and soldiers are my profession."

"Thanks."

"You're welcome, this is what I should do."

Showing a smile, Shu Jia stood up, put on a military cap, and then left the party membership certificate on Wang Jiao's desk.

There is no need to stay on your body anymore, because staying on your body may cause you to lose it.

Facing the industrial power of the "Ground Demon City", there is no front line or rear line. Xiangbei is the front line and Xiangbei is the battlefield!

And as the highest military commander in the region, he fought in such a place, no difference from an ordinary soldier.

Shu Jia left his party membership certificate, which was a small privilege for him.

At least, if the body is buried in scorched earth, people can still find traces of his existence in the world.

His appearance and his experience may still be known.

In winter, indeed, the "Ground Demon City" may not use ground troops, but airships and gunboats are unstoppable forces.

Shu Jia returned to the army with a solemn expression. At this moment, he didn't know how to tell his subordinates and soldiers. He suddenly understood why Wang Jiao was so taciturn when facing him.

Every word seems to be as heavy as a tremendous amount, too heavy.

In just a few years, he went from ignorance to this point. In just a few years, he transformed from a child in the world into an ordinary, qualified, and pure person.

"It's really difficult to be an ordinary person."

After Shu Jia said this, he pressed his hands on the table, stood up and said seriously: "Notify the cadres above the company to hold an emergency meeting!"
Chapter completed!