Part 5 Chapter 48 Dilemma

"The Republic of China is a military autocratic country that paints its facade in the form of parliament. The old feudal system has not been changed much. It is influenced by the bourgeoisie and organized according to bureaucratic systems and protected by the army." Marx used the words of Germany and was used by the idle people in the Nanshan Mountains to use them on China. He emphasized that "such a country can easily move towards an unpredictable development path with the leaders' personal value orientation and policy choices."

After this article was published in the Times Newspaper, the Ministry of Propaganda and Education was quite annoyed when reading it. Mr. Yan personally took the newspaper to Chen Congyun and demanded that the "Times Newspaper" be severely punished for its random slandering leaders.

When Chen Congyun saw the article, he smiled faintly in front of Yan Fu and said, "This author thinks he deserves respect! It should be said that he has seen the essence, but has he fully understood it. It is terrible to lose supervision of rights, he saw this. But he did not see the other essence of things, that is, as the leader of the country, what kind of development path will I or want to imprint China on. China came out of a semi-feudal and semi-colonial country, and wanted to achieve true democracy, not only It is a problem that can be solved by just one generation. Moreover, there is another more urgent problem before the Chinese nation, that is, the problem of the survival crisis. If you do not prioritize the solution to the survival problem, how can you talk about democracy and a strong country? Democracy is only a joke if you rely solely on the national system and without the improvement of the general quality of the people. In the next half century, as the contradictions between the Western powers become increasingly intensified, the world pattern will inevitably move forward in a difficult situation. If China wants to rise rapidly, without relying on the strength of the army, it will be difficult to move forward."

The yard in early summer was covered with green trees, and Chen Congyun and Yan Fu sat and talked happily under the shade of the trees. Liu Ting, who was still working as a part-time reporter in the newspaper, kept recording the news.

"Can these words be published in the newspaper?" Yan Fu hesitated for a moment. Liu Ting, who had no intention of this, was slightly stunned and looked at Chen Congyun.

"If you want to send it, you will be fine. Rights need supervision, and public opinion supervision is the first to be the first to be supervised. Besides, if the truth is not clear, just treat it as a fight with the idle people in Nanshan in my spare time. It is not a solution to avoid talking nonsense."

After Chen Congyun said this, Yan Fu, the promoter of the law of the jungle in China, fell into thinking. The yard was quiet, and only cicadas were singing. Chen Congyun sat leisurely, with a taste of an ancient saint.

The silence was shattered by the sound of the footsteps of the tower from the stone path. Zhao Xinglong's fat body walked over with sweat, his face filled with irresistible excitement.

The spy leader came, Yan Fu naturally stood up and said goodbye. Chen Congyun said to Liu Ting, "Send him Mr. Yan." Liu Ting stood up and sent Yan Fu out with tactfulness. Zhao Xinglong, who was waiting on the side, stepped forward with a big strode and said excitedly: "Sir, Kuropatkin has been captured."

When Chen Congyun heard the news, he breathed a long sigh. After the Battle of Shahe, Kuropatkin miraculously disappeared. The Russian generals arrested dozens of them, but the boss was not seen. Although the battle achieved a successful result, this man would never see anyone but die or die, and he would never feel the perfect merit.

"Tell me what's the point!" Chen Congyun poured a cup of tea for Zhao Xinglong himself. After taking it in a little panic, Zhao Xinglong took it lightly and took a sip: "It's a coincidence that the people from the Northeast Station of the Military Control Commission cracked a Russian spy organization. When they came to arrest people, they took Kuropatkin out of the cellar. At that time, they didn't know it was this guy. They took more than a dozen people back for interrogation. A Russian officer could not withstand the call. Then they realized that one of the Internet was going to go down, and three major generals were all big fish. They were so happy that the bunny was crazy and immediately reported to me with an urgent telegram."

Chen Congyun couldn't help laughing and nodded with satisfaction: "The Military Control Bureau did a beautiful job this time. The Russians have been operating in the Northeast for a long time and have many immigrants. Once the Sino-Russian War is over, the Military Control Bureau cannot act arbitrarily on the issue of repatriation of Russian immigrants. It must maintain contact with local governments and military forces. Especially when dealing with Russian immigration property, it must come up with a past plan." How could Zhao Xinglong not understand the implicit meaning of Chen Congyun's words? It's not just to knock on Zhao Xinglong and restrict his subordinates from eating alone. Chen Congyun doesn't like a harmonious body, but he doesn't want to see the opposing relationship between various departments. In general, what Chen Congyun is most willing to see is to supervise each other, but maintain a cooperative state.

"Please rest assured, my subordinates know the principle of sincerity and unity."

At this time, Keze's slightly old body appeared in the yard. Zhao Xinglong immediately stood up to say goodbye when he saw it. Chen Congyun stood up to greet Keze with a smile. After the two of them sat down, Keze, who was in a good mood, took out a document and said with a smile: "The Northeast Military Region has reported all the plans to attack the Lushun Fortress. Do you want to take a look?"

Chen Congyun gave the General Staff a basic arbitrary power in war. Although Keze is rigorous and rigid, whenever there is a major military decision, he will definitely listen to Chen Congyun's opinions first, and never take action first and then report. In this regard, Chen Congyun has always thought it was very rare. If the General Staff followed the German military model and the General Staff took action in the military, Keze could make a decision first in attacking Lushun.

"Keze, I have repeatedly reiterated that there is a big direction, and there is no need to ask me for other things. The General Staff should be arbitrary, but they can still be arbitrary." Chen Congyun said with a smile. Keze did not dare to take this seriously. In the current situation in China, Keze was very clear in his heart that Chen Congyun was not the emperor, but had the rights of the emperor.

"Haha, the battle between Jilin is about to begin. The vanguards of both sides have already carried out some small-scale firefighting. Do you have anything else to say about the specific battle deployment?" Keze asked with no expression on his face.

"This General Staff will discuss with the Northern Military Region, don't ask me. I can't tell you that I am. There is only one thing that Lushun must attack more violently and use the most powerful firepower to deter the Russian army. Force the Russian Pacific Fleet to come out. If this fleet is not completely destroyed, it is really a thorn in the back." Chen Congyun was very depressed in his heart. This new Russian fleet commander was really calm. Russian telegrams repeatedly urged that the Chinese army was in a hurry, and the turtle was not coming forward.

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The air at dawn was filled with the fishy smell from the ocean. Standing on the 203 Highlands and looking down, the dense deer villages, trenches and barbed wire blocked the way forward.

The handsome fortress defense commander Kantrachenko was standing on the high ground, looking down at the busy Chinese army in the distance. The Russians had the habit of growing beards, and Kantrachenko was no exception. His beard was neatly repaired, his clothes were straight, and his shoes were polished. Even after the main force of the Russian army was annihilated, the Lushun Fortress was in a panic all day long, the commander always maintained a noble style as usual.

"As a soldier loyal to His Majesty the Tsar, even when the imperial army suffered heavy blows, I also firmly believe that the proud imperial army is definitely not something that the Chinese army can defeat. We will eventually win this war, and the yellow monkey will definitely not be able to conquer Lushun. Everyone, use the machine guns and cannons in your hands to make the Chinese monkey tremble in front of the high ground."

Almost half an hour after Contrachenko issued a pre-war mobilization on the 203 Highlands, Zhang Guangming appeared on the artillery position. The 28-centimeter caliber cannon ordered from Germany had a weight of ten tons. (Note, the previous article was incorrect, in units of inches. Change it.) The soldiers standing under the huge body felt a little like a child and an adult standing side by side.

The sea breeze in the morning light blew Zhang Guangming's hair, and his fat body slowly walked on the position with a little clumsy, smiling and nodding to every soldier. Finally, he walked to an empty ammunition box and stood in front of the artillery, and slowly said, "Soldiers! Do you see the forts and fortifications on the high ground? Your mission is to use the most violent artillery fire to continuously bombard me and clear the obstacles to advance for the infantry brothers." As he said that, Zhang Guangming took out his pocket watch and looked at the time. It was exactly 10 o'clock in the morning. The sun had completely come out, the morning fog had dissipated, and the visibility was very good.

"The performance time is up! Begin!"

Boom! The moment the 28-cm cannon was fired, the loud noise shocked the entire earth trembled. More than 300 heavy cannons of all sizes roared at the same time, and the entire high ground instantly turned into a sea of ​​fire.

Kangtrachenko, who had just returned to Lushun's office, heard the sound of cannons and the muscles on his face jumped unconsciously, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.

The rattle of footsteps hit the floor quickly with the sound of cannons, and the figure of the Russian fortress commander Stexel appeared at the door.

"Hiss Commander! What instructions do you have?" Seeing the appearance of his superior, Contrachenko quickly saluted.

"The Chinese army has begun to attack! 203 Highland, Jiguan Mountain, Erlong Mountain, for the honor of the empire, the soldiers are struggling in the enemy's artillery fire." Stesel insisted on his face, standing in front of the window and watching the thick smoke rising from the distance.

Kantrachenko could only choose to remain silent at this moment and wait patiently for his boss to continue speaking.

"For the honor and pride of the empire! Please!" Leaving this sentence, Stexel turned around and hurried out of the office.

In Zhang Guangming's view, after attacking the commanding heights around Lushun and setting up two armies and bombarding them, the infantry should be on the way. However, the military region conveyed the meaning very clearly, and the infantry remained unmoved for the time being. The artillery will first sing a one-man show, and then the bombing will last for three days and three nights.

Although the train was constantly transporting shells to Lushun, Zhang Guangming's view of using shells was still a very costly behavior. The shells were all bought by money. How much money would it cost to fight for three days and three nights? It hurts to think about it.

What the army needs is iron blood and unyielding fighting will. This is what Chen Congyun repeatedly emphasized, but Chen Congyun really couldn't bear to let go of the soldiers who had spent a lot of effort and hard work. So even if it was a loser, it would be defeated like this? It would be a dilemma to create the best firepower support for the soldiers and test the increasingly weak treasury!

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Hu Xueyan's old body was lying on the bed, his beard trembling slightly, and he was trembling in his mouth to say something, but he couldn't speak out.

Chen Congyun sat on the edge of the bed, feeling uncomfortable in his heart. The God of Wealth is old and has a stroke. It seems that this will never be over for three days.

"Brother Xueyan, take care of it." Chen Congyun whispered, and Hu Xueyan finally made a faint voice and said, "Bomb..., yes, yes..." The anxiety in his eyes made Chen Congyun feel more and more worried, and he could only guess and approach, "Do you want to save some shells?"

Hu Xueyan's face showed a relieved smile, his body suddenly retreated, and his eyes slowly closed. Chen Congyun sat back on the chair as if he was struck by lightning, staring blankly at the person who was the most famous in modern Chinese history. He passed away like this, and was worried about the supply of artillery shells from the army. In fact, Chen Congyun knew very well that since Hu Xueyan followed him, he could almost be said to be exhausted.

Chen Congyun couldn't remember how he came out of the room. Zhi remembered standing in the yard with tears in his eyes, looking at the white clouds and cuckoos in the sky, and finally turned into Hu Xueyan's smiling face, as if he was smiling at Chen Congyun: "Sir, don't worry about money."

Misfortune never came alone. Hu Xueyan just closed his eyes, and the next day he heard another bad news. Another old friend Zheng Guanying fell ill. He was old and didn't have any serious illness. But he suffered a little cold at night and couldn't get up.

Chen Congyun went to visit him in person, repeatedly reminded him to cultivate himself, and on the way back to the presidential residence, he felt the ruthlessness of time, and at the same time he clearly realized that it was time to boldly appoint new people. If he wanted to ensure that the country had a long-term rapid development stage, cadres must be younger.
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