"Chairman Lonagan, thank you!"

Seeing the soldiers being shot and killed, standing on the right side of the square, the women who were identifying the rapist, knelt down one after another, and looked at Cassie Lonagan standing there, thanking him sincerely. Their complexion and battles were not very good for most people. Cassie Lonagan's eyes swept over these women and sighed softly. He took two steps forward and helped them up one by one.

"This is what I should do. I don't manage the soldiers strictly and I will make you wronged."

"You've done enough!"

The elder sister standing in front was very honest. She looked at Casey Lonagan and seemed to confirm something from his behavior.

"I don't know what communism is, but from you, I think no matter what kind of ideology, as long as you are under your leadership, it must be good ideology. I know that you are recruiting troops recently, so I turned around and told my servant to sign up. If you help me avenge me, my man will have reason to help you fight. It's that simple, aren't you sisters?"

The eldest sister was talking to Cassie Lonagan at first. As she spoke, she turned around and shouted at her companions. The ladies present agreed and expressed their willingness to contribute to Cassie Lonagan's recruitment and revolutionary cause. Cassie Lonagan thanked them one by one, feeling a little relieved, but not relaxed. In his opinion, what problems can these dozen women solve?

However, the development of things once again exceeded his imagination. The next day, just as the preparations for the forced conscription work were about to begin, many soldiers who voluntarily signed up suddenly appeared. Many of these soldiers were urged by the women at home, and the reasons for those women were very simple.

This person does not let our sisters be humiliated, so we cannot let him be humiliated.

Tara and Hansen and Yaro Lynch were both surprised by this situation. However, no matter how surprised they were, the two leaders of the revolutionary team who were eager to seek talents immediately recruited these voluntary soldiers, and the total number of nearly a thousand people was gathered together. This temporarily alleviated the crisis of the revolutionary team's number.

"I thought about it, it's better not to force recruitment." After a wave of recruitment broke out due to the execution of the square, Cassie Lonagan stopped Tara and Yaro's forced recruitment plan. This time, he had sufficient ideological preparation and confidence.

"Chairman Lonagan, I know you are influenced by those who voluntarily signed up two days ago." Tara and understood Lonagan's mood very well. "But there are less than a thousand of these people in total, and there are not many rapists every day, and we can kill them every day. After these days, we still don't have enough staff, what should we do?"

"If we force recruitment, we will lose the support of the people. If we lose the support of the people, we will not be the Communist revolutionary ranks and become a pure rebel. I believe that neither you nor me will be willing to bear the name of a pure rebel."

"How to fight that battle?" Tarahe was not satisfied with Cassie Lonagan's reply. "We still don't have enough manpower. If we fight a war like last time, even if we win and lose, we will actually lose. Not to mention liberating the working class in the country."

"Why do we fight against the enemies outside the city?" Cassie Lonagan asked back, the hesitation and confusion in his eyes had disappeared at some point.

"Er..." Taraji was choked by Cassie Lonagan's rhetoric. He was stunned for a while before giving the answer.

"If we don't fight, they will hit us. Once we lose, we will die and die. That's why we have to fight them."

"Can you win?" Cassie Lonagan asked again, his tone calm.

"This..." Taraji wanted to say a while and then gave the answer, "Give me enough soldiers, it should be fine."

"But we don't have enough soldiers, aren't we?" Cassie Lonagan decided not to keep it in a silence. He took out a stack of crumpled paper from his pocket, spread it carefully, and handed it to Taraji.

"This is the latest issue of "Fluorite". This issue reveals the printing location and publisher of "Fluorite". It is a place called Elena in Ankenyin Empire, where a vigorous communist movement is taking place. The working class has gained temporary independence there and has also received some support..."

"They rebel too?" Taraji asked loudly, somewhat surprised.

"That's right?" Cassie Lonagan was a little uncertain. Although this issue of "Fluorite" talked about the ongoing Enspan War, it did not say it in detail. Cassie Lonagan was not sure what Elena's current independence was.

"However, the point is not this, but here we introduce something called guerrilla tactics, advocating avoiding the real and attacking the virtual, and attacking the enemy will save it. I think it is very suitable for us."

Taraji didn't say anything, he wanted to pass "Fluorite" and read it carefully. Cassie Lonagan stood beside him and looked at the excerpts of the newspaper that he had read many times. The summer sun spread around the bodies of the two through the windows of the town hall, like a huge, ignited pyroxene, exuding a hot breath.

"Is this feasible?" Taraji read it briefly and roughly understood the content of the article. But he was still a little uncertain about the fighting method mentioned in this article.

"Of course it's feasible," Cassie Lonagan nodded, "Elena is the only communist base I know that has done a good job. Their experience should not be wrong."

"I want to think about it again," Taraji didn't want to give up Rewadren. They were all workers, and if they left the factory and the city, they didn't know what else they could do.

"That's nature." Cassie Lonagan was very patient. In his own opinion, the theory of "Fluorite" told him a new direction, a direction that can preserve vitality. As long as there is a direction, everyone's pace will be much lighter.

"Then... leader," Tarahe didn't ask, "If we really want to fight guerrilla, how can we withdraw?"

"We naturally have a way to retreat. Now the key is to determine the idea of ​​fighting guerrillas." Cassie Lonagan's idea is becoming clearer and clearer. "As long as we set the general direction, the problems behind it are easy to deal with. Moreover, fighting guerrillas can free us from Revadron. Now there are a lot of people in Revadron, and industrial production has basically stopped. Although the food is enough for a short period of time, there will definitely be problems for a long time. We have no benefit in guarding Revadron. Comrades who are willing to go with us will either die or have joined our team. If we don't leave now, why are we staying here?"

"You convinced me," Taraji simply nodded after hearing what Cassi Lonagan said, "I'll discuss with Yaro Lynch again. If there is no problem, just do what you said!"

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"Teacher Luna! Teacher Luna!"

Although it was during the day and in a textile factory, when people who met Luna greeted him, they would respectfully call her Teacher Luna. At the same time, because Luna was working like everyone else, this invisibly increased the workers' favorability for Luna. People intentionally or unintentionally would help Luna do more work, or give her limited meat forks while eating. Luna could feel everyone's kindness, and she also liked this kindness. However, in some late nights or when people were alone, they smelled the faint smell of their clothes and caressed her hair that had become dry and split because of their busyness. Luna would have a question repeatedly.

Is your choice really right?

It was already six or seven o'clock in the afternoon when I was at get off work. Although it was summer, the red sunset was hung on the west sky. Luna used the fastest to eliminate her supper, half a black bread and a piece of earthy potato, a small plate of peas and two slices of cured meat, and then returned to her dormitory. Daisy, who lives in the same dormitory, should still be in the factory at this time. She was the head of Elena's internal affairs, and she was busy and she would come back late every day. Luna's two servants, Lavigil and Meimei, should still be working. Elena is in a state of war, and all factories are working overtime. The two former maids probably won't be back until very late.

Sitting at the door of the dormitory and looking at the neat and monotonous bungalows, Luna suddenly felt a little melancholy. After the freshness and abandonment and isolated sense of crisis calmed down, she began to be bored and miss the days she spent in the Mage Tower. On such days, even the dogs she once raised were disdainful of eating the food she ate today.

"The mountains and rivers take turns, and people always have time to memorize the words..."

Luna comforted herself with this sentence, but saw the cracks and skin on her fingers. If there was a little problem with her hands in the past, she would have reason to kill one or two guards or maids. Although she was not such a tyrannical person, the power that could kill others in life and death made Luna feel a little missed when she thinks about it now.

Forget it, people are under the eaves, so how can they not bow their heads?

Luna comforted herself with a different sentence, and planned to pack up her things and go back to prepare lessons. She still had night school classes to attend at night, so it would not take too long. But at this moment, she saw a person who surprised her and appeared far away at the end of the houses.

That was the manager of the pyroxene vein of the Mage Tower, and now the spokesperson of the remaining capitalists of the Mage Tower, Miguel Martinez.

"Yo, Grand Duke Luna, I look in a bad mood?"

Martinez also saw Luna from afar. His greeting and his smile broke the obstacles of distance and appeared in front of Luna. Luna chuckled, subconsciously tidied her hair, and wrapped her hair in a frustrated towel on her shoulder, then looked at Martinez who had already walked in front of her.

"Teacher Luna, this gentleman said he knew you, so I brought him over. Ailena, who was in alone, has registered at the Luoshan intersection. I'm waiting outside. If you have anything, call me at any time."

The soldier who accompanied Miguel Martinez said a lot of words in one breath. Luna knew that he was afraid that the person who came was planning to be ill. She thanked the soldier for a few words and welcomed Miguel Martinez into the room.

"Why are you here?" Luna asked as soon as she entered the door and before she even sat down. She was really curious. According to her knowledge, Miguel Martinez should be enjoying and drinking with Paul Zhong in Chadra, the capital of the Principality of Lailin.

"Why can't I come? I haven't seen you for a while, and you look like you're doing well?" Miguel Martinez was familiar with the room and found a place to sit down, completely ignoring the women's clothes and supplies thrown everywhere, "Isn't it?"

"You can tell if it's good?" Luna didn't have the interest in teasing, "I'll have classes later. If you have something to do, either say it now or go to the guesthouse first and wait for me to finish class."

"Okay, okay, I will do whatever the Grand Duke Luna says." Miguel Martinez still smiled. He took out two bottles from his bag and placed them in front of Luna. Luna recognized what it was at a glance and let out a small scream.

“Mi Fuli’s skin care cream!”

"Well, and it's the top limited edition model, not special VIPs can't get it." Martinez pushed two cans of skin care cream in front of Luna, "It seems that you've worked so hard for a while, this is specially brought to you."

"It must be a big deal to let you, a stingy person, bring something over. Tell me, what can I help?" Luna knew that the person in front of her would not show the rabbit and would not rush to put away the two bottles of skin cream on the table. She has suffered a lot during this period, and relying solely on these two bottles of skin creams, all her problems cannot be solved.

"I want to meet Gastens for an interview."

Martinez didn't hide it, so he spoke and made a request.

"Oh?" Luna rolled her eyes, "Why? Now we are being beaten so badly, what do you have any other thoughts?"

"I can't tell you what's specific," Miguel Martinez shook his finger, "But I can tell you that Paul Zhong won't be able to stay for long."

Hearing this sentence, Luna, who knew Elena's situation, subconsciously grabbed her finger. If she lost the barrier of the Sib Military Region, Elena would face the military front of the Negru Republic. It was a national army of a steam power, and the pressure it brought to Elena was definitely not comparable to that of the current war in Enspan Province.

"Why?" Luna looked straight at Miguel Martinez. She was afraid that this person would not say it, so she added, "If you don't tell me, I won't help you."

"Because the steam cannons in the Republic of Niglu have begun mass production."

Miguel Martinez did not intend to conceal it. "They used forty cannons to destroy the Lorraine-Renn defense line, and there were more cannons rushing to the front line later. Without your Brave Rifles, the Western Military Region could not be defended. We obtained this information from top secret channels. Paul Zhong didn't know yet. I came here first, and I also wanted to hear Gastens's idea first."

"I got it, I will reflect it up."

Luna didn't put away the two bottles of skin cream until then. She sent Miguel Martinez out, sat down on her bed, and began to daze.
Chapter completed!