Chapter 162: Republic of China: Starting from the First Class of Whampoa Chapter 162 Micro-Managing Company Commander

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Protagonist:

Lv Muzhi

Commander Gu smiled faintly. "Where would we need any draft? When Instructor Wu was in the Northwest, he gave me the letter you sent him." Saying this, Gu Zhutong took out a letter from his bosom.

Lv Muzhi was calm and collected, because the letter he sent Instructor Wu and the draft he submitted to Jinling were exactly the same in content.

In the letter, Lv Muzhi asked all factions to remain calm.

The Wang Jingwei Regime was advancing aggressively; at this time, the most important thing was stability.

If there were any mishap, the Central Army, Liangguang, Northwest, Southwest, and other regional powers would submit to none of one another, and the country would split into four divisions and five splits; by then, the Wang Jingwei Regime would still profit as the fisherman.

Lv Muzhi could even guess: in a time of great chaos under heaven, some of his subordinates in the Southwest might push him onto the stage to vie for power.

Commander Gu waved the letter in his hand: "What you said in the letter to Instructor Wu and Zhang Hanqing and the others, I deeply agree with; Instructor Wu showed me this letter of yours, he said you are a sensible man;

"Last autumn, He Zhonghan said you acted unilaterally in the Southwest, recruited soldiers and bought horses, and even set up something called the Southwest Military Academy; I thought, this Southwest Military Academy really does resemble our Whampoa Military Academy..."

Lv Muzhi stood up, feigning alarm: "Absolutely no other meaning; those graduates are now on the Songhu Battlefield, sacrificing their heads and shedding their blood."

"No need to explain; over these years there have been many false accusations against you—what Southwest Military Academy, what hundred thousand-plus combined reserve and regular forces—but since last winter, whenever someone files another false accusation against you, I will open and read the letter you wrote to Instructor Wu; we trust you, I trust you have no ambition for power above."

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Saying this, Commander Gu unfolded the letter Lv Muzhi had written to Instructor Wu and read it slowly:

To Instructor Wu, for your kind perusal:

Recalling the past events at Whampoa, amidst bullet rain and spear forest, life and death in between, this emotion and this scene, vivid as yesterday.

Now hearing of the startling change in the Northwest, unable to sleep at night, I specially write this letter to convey my regards.

Over ten years, I have repaid great kindness with nothing, sharing life and death with teachers and friends.

Wei Yue, whenever he recalls your past guidance in pointing out the way, is always moved to tears.

But today's situation is not a matter of grievances between two factions; it truly concerns the critical moment of national survival.

The Wang Jingwei Regime has stationed troops, eyeing the Central Plains like a tiger; the ancients said: brothers fighting within the wall, repelling the insult from without—if at this time we slaughter each other internally, is it not that the loved ones grieve while the enemies rejoice?

...... (99 words omitted here)

Closing the letter with tears, at a loss for words. I only wish to keep the common people in mind, cooperate in resisting Japan, and jointly relieve the national crisis.

Lv Wei Yue kowtows

Winter night of the 25th year of the Republic of China

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Gu Zhutong finished reading and put the letter back into his bosom: "Every time someone files a false report against you, we take this out to read it."

Lv Muzhi let out a long breath; that the commanders trusted him so much was actually because He Yingqin and He Zhonghan had laid rubble in front, while he himself was the pearl and jade behind.

"Thank you, commanders, for your trust; Wei Yue has no way to repay you, only to kill more Japanese dogs to repay the nation!"

No one knew what He Yingqin and He Zhonghan were thinking at the time; anyway, they brought the Central Training Corps over, which would only worsen the situation.

Because of this matter, He Yingqin never again held actual military power; this gave Gu Zhutong an opportunity and made Lv Muzhi appear even more harmless.

No choice; it all depended on colleagues to set him off.

"Uncle? Calling Uncle!" The radio on the table transmitted Lv Ziqing's call in the Fenghua dialect.

Gu Zhutong stood aside, staring blankly: "Wei Yue, what is this?"

Lv Muzhi blushed and quickly explained: "This is a company from the frontline"; then he picked up the microphone and asked in his hometown dialect: "What's the situation? Use your rank when on duty!"

On the other end of the radio, Lv Ziqing responded: "Yes! Commander Lv! We discovered two groups of Japanese devils fighting each other ahead; one group of devils was waving a flag, seemingly a regimental flag!"

Lv Muzhi also responded in his hometown dialect with a Fenghua accent: "Regimental flag? Did you see clearly? Are you sure it's two groups of Japanese devils attacking each other?"

Gu Zhutong was completely baffled and asked: "Wei Yue, what are you talking about?"

Lv Ziqing on the other end of the phone was also stunned for a moment; how was there another person's voice?

Lv Muzhi explained: "This is Commander Gu; tell the truth, don't use Mandarin!"

"Yes! Commander Lv, a company of the Yue Army witnessed the whole process; indeed, two Japanese army units started fighting over a disagreement, and one unit was even charging left and right carrying a regimental flag!"

Lv Muzhi explained to Gu Zhutong, and Gu Zhutong was very pleased, asking: "Great! What is your name?"

"Report, my name is Lv Ziqing, Company Commander of the Reconnaissance Company, Second Division, Youth Army!"

Gu Zhutong was overjoyed and said to Lv Muzhi: "Quick, make sure they take down the Japanese devils' regimental flag; this is a fine thing, the War Zone Headquarters will certainly be very pleased!"

Lv Muzhi nodded: "Good! Company Commander Lv Ziqing, I now represent the War Zone Commander and order your company and all nearby units to snatch the Japanese devils' regimental flag for me!"

Lv Ziqing was silent for half a second and asked: "Do we still need to carry out the order to raid the Japanese regimental headquarters?"

Lv Muzhi replied: "No need; your commotion has made too much noise, and there's no chance to sneak attack anymore; retrieve the regimental flag and withdraw immediately, bring the regimental flag back safely!"

The radio call ended, and Gu Zhutong remembered: "Wei Yue, this is your elder cousin's son in the military, right?"

Lv Muzhi nodded: "My cousin's son, a younger generation member of the family coming here for experience; now he's just a company commander."

Gu Zhutong nodded with satisfaction: "Good, this boy has some of your style from back then, and some of the flair of when I led the bomb squad; our old hometown produces talent!"

At this moment, at the Japanese devils' radio monitoring center, hearing the encrypted conversation between Lv Muzhi and Lv Ziqing on the radio, they were also scratching their heads and ears, completely at a loss.

This was no longer an accent issue; this was completely speaking a dialect!

The Japanese devil monitor took off his headphones and cursed lifelessly: "Eight Gua, are the China Men speaking Chinese? How is it different from what I learned?!"

Third Division Commander Fujita Susumu heard the monitor's cursing and came over to ask: "What's going on?"

The Japanese devil monitor replayed the encrypted conversation between Lv Muzhi and Lv Ziqing once; Fujita Susumu was also completely at a loss: "You good-for-nothing, aren't you the best Chinese monitoring agent?!"