Twenty Seven Years Chapter 402

  Chapter 402 The growth of new comrades

  Afternoon of the same day

  Bressi, Nanre City

   Nanre City, which used to have a pleasant scenery and was often visited by tourists for summer vacation, is now as deserted as a dead city. Every family in the city closed their doors, and outside the city, government troops gathered in large numbers.

   "The government army has invested more and more troops, and it is clear that it will eat us."

  In the town hall taken over by the International Equality League, Morais and other officers of the Fourth Division of the Equality Army discussed how to deal with the current situation.

   "Chairman Boyne wants to support General Joseph's decision. If General Joseph still insists on counterattacking Proce to support us, then we will have to persist here for at least five more days."

   "Five days...it's almost impossible..."

"What do you mean by almost? That's impossible. The government army has six or seven times the strength of ours, and their firepower is also much stronger than ours. If it weren't for the fear of hurting the civilians in the city, they would be enough to bombard us with shells." We were all blown to ashes."

   "That's right, and we can't always rely on civilians as cover. If we continue like this, we will either lose the hearts of the people, or drag innocent people to die with us."

Morais listened patiently to the discussions of his subordinates until their voices faded away, and then he said: "You are right, the reason why the government forces surrounded us and did not launch an attack even though they had the upper hand, is that They want to use us as bait to attract more comrades to take the initiative to attack and fall into their trap, and secondly, they are concerned about the people in the city."

"But this situation probably won't last long. For them, Nanre City is the key to further dismantling our defense line. Even if they want to encircle them, Wellland will not allow them to delay for too long." said the chief of staff. .

"Yes, plus Chairman Boyne's unconditional support for General Joseph, General Joseph is inclined to capture the city of Puluo and cooperate with us... The situation we will face next is basically foreseeable, so we need to discuss how to do it Keep Nanre." Morais established the theme of their meeting.

  How to defend against a government army whose firepower and troops are stronger than your own?

   "How is the construction of the fortification?" Morais looked at the leader of the second regiment who was in charge of constructing the fortification.

   "More than half of it has been completed, and it will be completed in two days." The head of the team said.

"It is necessary to ensure that once the government forces launch shelling, the people can have a safe place to hide. In addition, first solve the food and drink problems of the people, and protect the personal property of the people. I hope that even if we lose this war It will not affect the people too much." Morais regards the reputation of the International Equality League more than anything else.

  Because once trust is broken, it is not so easy to rebuild it.

  He has to work hard to realize that war is just an experience for the people, not a painful experience.

   The pain of war should not be associated with them.

   "Boom boom boom!"

   "Please come in." Morais and his subordinates looked at the person coming.

  The orderly saluted Morais and said, "A telegram from General Joseph."

   "Speak directly."

   "Yes." The messenger read the telegram, "General Joseph will organize troops to launch an attack on Puro City. After capturing Puro City, we will lift our siege, and then our two armies will cover the battle to resist the government army's southern offensive."

   "Didn't he say how long it is expected to take Puluo City?" Morais asked.

  The orderly swallowed his saliva: "No, but General Joseph said that we must stick to it...for seven days."

   "Seven days?!" The officers looked at each other.

  Five days is a great test, let alone seven days.

  The government army can't wait that long. If they don't take down Nanre City in three or four days, they will launch a full-scale attack and destroy the Pingping Army at all costs.

   "We have to talk to General Joseph, seven days is definitely not enough..."

   "We need to talk, five days I can still have 60% to 70% confidence, seven days..."

  For a while, the morale of the army was shaken, and the officers expressed the hope that General Joseph's support could be earlier.

  Morais slowly raised his hand, motioning everyone to be quiet, and then calmly faced the messenger: "Call back General Joseph, we will hold out for seven days."

   "Yes." The orderly left quickly.

   "Seven—" Some officers couldn't help reminding Morais.

"Do you think that if General Morais can come earlier, you still have to set a time limit of seven days?" Morais glanced at the subordinates present, "I know what he is like. Since he said seven days, then this must be the earliest time." It's time."

   Many people's hearts sank.

   There is support, but they can't wait for that time.

"Hehe." Morais chuckled a few times, seemingly not affected by the current atmosphere of the enemy at all, "You can't just look at this side of everything. General Joseph has another characteristic, that is, he dares to say it, and he will definitely It can be done. Don't let me get discouraged, cheer up, we will hold on for seven days. After seven days, there are still many battles waiting for us to fight.”

  July 19, early morning

  The Bash Empire, the capital Winterhold, and the settlement area of ​​Brexi settlers 'Peace Street'

  The name Heping Street has been around for a long time, and no one even knows who came up with such a name. The only thing that the Brecy settlers living here can think of is that the person who gave the name must be full of good expectations for the new life of moving here.

  Unfortunately, this name, which was born out of expectation, has become the biggest irony to the Brexi settlers.

  They have the word "Peace" on their heads, but their motherland collaborates with the Kingdom of Wellland to frame Bash and launch an invasion.

   Because of this, the street sign of "Peace Street" was sprinkled with foul-smelling black water by angry Bash people, and even the whole street was in turmoil.

  At the intersection of Heping Street, in a breakfast shop less than a dozen meters away from the street sign of 'Heping Street' that everyone respects and keeps away from, Stuart was washing two piles of dinner plates sleepily, which were almost taller than people.

   "Hurry up and wash it! The guests are coming soon, and there is no need to use the dinner plate!" The owner of the breakfast shop sat on the rocking chair, urging Stuart viciously with an inferior cigar in his mouth.

   "Understood!" Stuart endured his dissatisfaction and accelerated his speed.

  These dinner plates should have been washed last night, but he was too tired last night, so he wanted to sleep for two hours first, and it would not be too late to wash them after he woke up.

   Didn't think about it, and slept until almost dawn, when the boss found out, he immediately picked him up.

"Know what! If you can't finish washing these dishes before the first customer arrives, you won't even think about eating at noon!" The boss seemed very experienced in dealing with these first-time immigrants, and he never gave Stuart any good looks. Especially, he only eats one meal a day, and sleeps directly on the kitchen floor, which can be regarded as maximizing his value.

   "Huh...huh..." Stuart's background is very good, not to mention that he has no bed to sleep and no food to eat. In the past, if the food didn't suit his appetite at all, he would let the servants pour it out.

"You must remember! I gave you a place to live! I gave you food! I gave you this life! If I hadn't taken you in, you would have starved to death on the street or been patrolled The team was arrested and executed as a rebel!" The boss yelled at Stuart.

   "Huh...huh..." Stuart kept taking deep breaths to control his emotions and avoid punching the boss.

"hurry up!"

   "Boom!"

   Stuart threw the plate into the sink, got up and faced the boss.

  Stuart was tall and standing less than four or five meters away from the boss, causing a lot of pressure on the boss.

   "You, what do you want to do?!" The boss stretched out his hand to a wooden stick beside the rocking chair.

   "I didn't want to do anything, you don't have to be so nervous." Stuart glanced at the boss's hand holding the stick, "I want to discuss cooperation with you."

"Cooperation?"

"I used to do some business in Brecy. If you believe me, I can help you manage your money, make your money generate money, and become the richest person on Peace Street within a few months." Stu Art wants to use his strengths and do some easy work. Otherwise, if he washes the dishes from dawn to dusk every day, he will not be able to grasp any useful information after staying here for a year.

   "Just you? Let me become the richest person here in a few months?" The boss sneered, "Have you forgotten how you escaped here?"

  When Stuart came here, he made up the background that he failed in business, owed a lot of money, and fled here with nowhere to go.

  Now let's talk about helping the boss make money, how could the boss believe it.

   "Go back and wash all the dishes quickly!" The boss gave Stuart a look.

  Stuart wanted to cry but had no tears.

  At first, he thought that since they were all from Bresci, everyone should hold together to keep warm and take care of each other, so he blocked his way out.

  Who would have thought that the more fellow villagers, the more hated the immigrants would be?

  This was probably the first thing he learned when he came here.

   "I can really help—"

   "Go back! If you don't want to do it, get out! There must be someone who wants to come here besides you!" The boss didn't give Stuart a chance to fight.

   Can't cause trouble... Can't cause trouble... Can't cause trouble...

  The overall situation is important...The overall situation is important...The overall situation is important...

   "...Okay." Stuart continued to take a deep breath, and returned to the sink to wash the dishes.

Its daybreak.

  In order to eat lunch, Stuart did what he never thought he could do—clean up two stacks of dishes.

   "What are you still doing in a daze? Go get ready for breakfast!" The boss went up to check, but still didn't praise Stuart, and drove him to other tasks.

   "...Okay." Stuart gritted his teeth and responded.

  At this time, two patrol guards yawned and walked towards the breakfast shop.

  The boss saw the two approaching, with a flattering expression on his face, he invited the two to sit down in the store: "Are the two officers tired? Sit down quickly, and I will prepare food for you."

   "I was tired enough last night. You can look at it earlier, mainly to order more." One of the guards ignored the no smoking marked in the breakfast shop, and smoked with another guard while waiting for breakfast.

   "Okay, wait a moment." The boss retreated into the back kitchen.

   "Why are they again?" Stuart said indignantly when he saw two guards coming in.

   These two guards belong to the nearby patrol team and are responsible for night patrols. Every time they change shifts at dawn, they will make a special detour to Heping Street to eat and drink for free in their shop.

   "Hush!" The boss hit Stuart and warned him not to talk nonsense, "Do your best soon! Don't talk nonsense if you shouldn't!"

  The idea of ​​the boss is simple.

   No matter how much the two guards can eat, they will not be able to eat up his shop. On the contrary, after getting to know them well, they can take care of them in case something happens.

   "Don't expect to be familiar with them, they simply take you as a fool." Stuart saw through the boss's thoughts.

   "You **** don't understand what I'm saying?! If you talk too much, get the **** out of me!" the boss whispered.

   "Would you like to hear it or not." Stuart was too lazy to help the impersonal boss, and prepared to get up early by himself, while the boss went out to make friends with the guards.

   After getting angry, Stuart gradually understood what the boss did.

   After spending so long in the settler area, how could the boss be an idiot? Of course he also knew that these guards would not take him seriously, they just wanted to take advantage of this.

   But what can I do if I know it?

  Begging for food with these guards? That is, I don't want to live anymore! Anyone who finds any excuse can accuse you of being a member of the International Equality League, and when the time comes, your life will be gone and the store will be ransacked!

  The boss has no other choice but to get close and curry favor with them.

  With no background, they are the real ants in this city.

   Meal money is definitely not worth it. All the boss can do is to chat with the guards through the meal, and work hard for the possibility of a little further relationship.

   It can't be done, it's just a waste of time.

   It's done, with guards as backers, if something happens in the future, there will be some way to solve it.

   "Alas..." Stuart sighed.

  Bosses do not treat them as human beings, and guards do not treat their bosses as human beings are two different things. He hated the way the boss treated him, and he hated the way the guards treated the boss.

   None of these should exist.

  He must find a way to change the perception of the boss, and he must start Bash's revolution, so as to prevent the incident of guards bullying others from happening again.

  Indistinctly, Stuart found that he had a clear understanding of the underlying affairs, and the purpose of his trip seemed to be achieved little by little.

  More than an hour ago, he felt that staying in the breakfast shop was the worst decision in his life. If he could do it all over again, he would definitely ask the comrades at the branch station to arrange him in a more comfortable place.

   Now, more than an hour later, he no longer has this idea.

   A little bit of hard work, isn't that what Comrade Verak expects them to overcome and grow through?

   While making breakfast, Stuart figured out some things and felt better.

   "Ahh!"

"Snapped!"

  Suddenly, there were screams and the sound of the glass smashing outside, so startled that Stuart almost let go and threw the table knife in his hand.

   Immediately afterwards, the guards yelled and cursed.

   "You old bastard! Do you want to die!"

   "I'm sorry sir, I'm sorry sir, I didn't mean to..." the boss begged for mercy.

   "Damn! How bad luck!"

   "Boom!"

   "Ouch!"

  Stuart put down his things and hurried out of the back kitchen, only to see a guard covering his scalded hand, and another guard put a pistol on the boss' forehead in anger.

  (end of this chapter)

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