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At dusk, the air defense siren hovering over the urban area finally stopped, and Zhao Changgeng walked against the flow of people to the Shangyong National University, which was already empty.The orange-red sunset soaked the feet of the clouds, and the big bell of Mingde Building struck the hour in the distance, and the copper sound lingered in the distance among the neatly lined school buildings, as if weeping.Zhao Changgeng suddenly couldn't take another step.

After noon, under the organization of the school, the last batch of students of the School of Literature and History left the familiar campus for a while and rushed to Shangying Railway Station, preparing to embark on a journey to the west.In the past few days, there have been constant dispatches of troops on both sides of the Changhe River. Although Shanglong didn't say it clearly, anyone with a little discernment knew that he had entered a state of preparation for war. Under such a tense situation, this was originally a passage specially approved by the chief to the college.Those youths in full bloom and scholars who are well-versed in books should take the cultural context of this nation to survive and pass on, so that one day the sea will be clear and the rivers will be clear, and they will be able to take root and spread the fragrance of Kyushu.

But there will be no more, some of them are destined to sleep forever in the land of Shanglong.Zhao Changgeng knew why, just as he clearly knew where most of the people hurrying along the road were heading for: At 27:23 on March [-], [-], the East-Japan United Flying Team bombed Shanghai At the train station, just as the trains were leaving for the relocated colleges, teachers and students suffered heavy casualties.At that time, he was sitting in the Jinchang headquarters, commanding the dispatch of all personnel and materials passing through the Linyang area, and he personally sent them on this road.

In front of the west arch of the school building, Zhao Changgeng stood for a long time, and Yu Hui climbed up his suit trousers, like dried blood stains.In his mind, the undulating electric bells from the main control room were still echoing, and there were mottled wiring diagrams hanging in front of his eyes. Everything seemed to be just a moment of distraction that shouldn't appear in the middle of the busy schedule.Those ordinary people don't know, but they understand very well that neither Guzhou nor Fuyang can stop Dongri's footsteps. The battle is imminent, and the greatest value of Shangyi is to race against time to transport resources to Xiakou.Because of this, Jin Changzhan, who had no authority, took over this hot potato.

The boss once told him that any choice has a price, and if you want to do something big, you have to make a big deal.He agreed with this sentence, and he thought it was the boss's gamble.The transportation pressure on Shanglong is well known. In order to prepare for the defensive battle in the middle reaches of the Changhe River, the chief of Yuchuan made several telegrams to urge them.Everyone can see clearly that although this job is lucrative, if there is a slight mistake, it will be unbearable.The military department and the Ministry of Communications would rather do more than do less. The Bureau of Supervision and Control has the most timely information, and the boss in charge of the Jinchang Terminal really needs a good performance to reverse the current unfavorable situation.Since things have to be done by someone, depending on the boss's personality, why not give it a try.

So when Zhao Changgeng was sitting in the main control room, surrounded by Zhou Za's noisy and regular wiring sounds, he was constantly analyzing the changing data and intelligence, calculating the safest and most efficient distribution method, and converting it into instructions to send out one by one to communicate with the enemy. When the army may threaten at any time and race against time to snatch resources, it is also very clear in my heart.No one is a savior. The party-state needs talents, but it will never show mercy to anyone just because of this.The most basic economic principles are followed in this world, where the maximization of the available benefits is all sacrificed, whether it is for righteousness or self-interest.

Just like at this moment, it's not that Zhao Changgeng can't do without him, he's here only because the boss needs it.The boss needs him to take over the work that has gathered countless people's hard work, and to draw a successful conclusion; the boss needs him to get this credit, so that he can introduce him to Yuchuan naturally, so that more reliable people can enter The central system, rather than consumption at the front.In this world, of course there are people with lofty ideals, and there are never a few people who are like dogs and dogs. If you want to do things, you must stand in a higher position and hold greater power.So the result must be perfect, this is the principle.

However, it is easier said than done.The traffic in the Changhe River Basin has always relied on this river and a handful of railway lines. Now that the front line is retreating, schools are relocated, battle preparations, and the daily flow of people and goods, all kinds of demands are coming. The limit of the region's tolerance.And Pingyin, as a secret transit point for the military, not only cannot easily divert traffic from Shangyang, but also needs to rely on Shangyang's cover when necessary. tone in.

What Zhao Changgeng can do is to make full use of all the collected intelligence resources, coordinate the needs of all parties, and minimize unnecessary waste, just like draining the water from a sponge, making it as dry as possible.He does have this talent.Back then when the boss was still an administrator of Pingjing National University, he saw his amazing brain power among the students coming and going, and the vigorous vitality hidden under the low-key was exactly what the boss couldn't ask for.

The boss didn't miss out. There are people in Jinchang Station who can do this job, but it must be Zhao Changgeng who can do it to the extreme, and it must be Zhao Changgeng who dares to make his own decisions.But the boss has this patience, just like an experienced gardener knows that good flowers and plants have their own character and spirit, so they are easy to disobey things according to their will, but no matter how loose they are, they will eventually be pruned into a pleasing appearance.The boss believes that Zhao Changgeng is still too young, even though he touches the darkness, he still believes in his ideals, hoping that as long as he doesn't compromise and give up, there will be rain and sunshine one day - he has to hit a wall, and it hurts, so that he can Know what reality is.

Zhao Changgeng knew it undoubtedly, he never thought that he would accept the boss's proposal unconditionally, even though the boss was his guide, he was the boss's favorite student in the eyes of others.From Pingjing to Shanglong, after so many years, it would be better to say that the boss needs a capable subordinate to consolidate his power; and he can't see the mountains and rivers being broken and the people dying, so he thought he had to do something, and it happened that the boss gave this Chance.

In fact, there is not much room for maneuver.The Battle of Xiakou is of great significance, so the military's preparatory plan must be realized, otherwise, the entire Jinchang Station will not be able to bear the responsibility of disrupting the strategic deployment.There is no time to delay the relocation of the school. Now that the school is in jeopardy, facing the indiscriminate bombing of the East and Japan, is it really possible to sacrifice these energetic students to the artillery fire?There are also stranded refugees and wounded, and even some private goods transported by the upper echelons under official names. If the work is to continue, they have to make concessions to their demands and interests.Between trade-offs, easier said than done!

Although Suzaku's telegram from the [-]th sunset model is not credible, judging from the signs observed by outside intelligence officers, Dongri will definitely take action near Linyang. Bright barrier.If the operation of Shangyong is suspended at this moment, the flow of people and goods at both ends of the river and land will quickly expose the value of Pingyin; and if Pingyin is to complete the mission, Shangyong must sacrifice a group of suspicious soldiers.

Zhao Changgeng tried his best, but with all his efforts, he still couldn't have both.He even had a premonition that Dongri's attack must be on Shanglong——the air force asked for directions in the early stage, and once the situation became clear, the army would launch a surprise attack and quickly occupy the whole city, preparing for the next step to enter Xiakou and respond to Tainan. The battle situation paved the way.At that moment, Zhao Changgeng had already made a decision: Continue to transport in Pingyin, use all channels to send away the students and wounded before the Dongri bombing, and then talk about military supplies and private goods. Even if you offend the gods in the sky, you must first Get over this hurdle in front of you.

At about this time, Du Cheng told him that he had the latest telegram from his boss: the exact news from Jinkou that Dongri would dispatch forty fighter planes to bomb Pingyin today.The ticking sound of radio station zero has not completely stopped, Zhao Changgeng snatched the headset, he knew that Du Cheng saw a flash of doubt in his eyes, but he could only believe it.At the same time, he was really relieved: Whether Dongri attacked Pingyin, at least the superior transport capacity of Shangri-La could ensure that the students would be sent away and less losses would be incurred; If the goods were really destroyed in the hands of the enemy along the Pingyin line, those officers who had pocketed their own money and made money from the country's calamity would really have nothing to say.

Zhao Changgeng knew that if the boss were here today, he would never agree to his reckless behavior, but he only feels relieved that this poor and weak country cannot withstand internal friction, and it is impossible to save the defeat if we stand together through thick and thin. In fact, it should have been like this long ago, right? ?At that time, station No. [-] stationed in Tong County, the front end of the enemy-occupied area, observed the enemy fleet going westward along Hebei, and the sub-station routinely reported the situation to the general control room. It was regarded as repeated information, and it was completely submerged before it reached Zhao Changgeng.

At 43:[-], [-] minutes after the Tongxian news was sent out, a loud bang like landslides and ground cracks exploded in Shangyongcheng District.The loud sound swept through the main control room, shaking the chandelier violently, and falling debris and dust. Zhao Changgeng subconsciously wanted to hug his head and bend over, but his body stiffened instantly, his face ashen.He knew clearly in his mind: the information was wrong, and Dongri bombed Shangyang instead of Pingyin; but just a few minutes ago, he had just ordered a train full of students to leave with the last batch of wounded. The boss and the boss have clearly analyzed the enemy's trend, why is the intelligence still wrong?

At that moment, the blood in his whole body was roaring, forcing him to ask Du Cheng and the boss if he had decided to use these students as cannon fodder from the very beginning in exchange for a flawless mission and an icing on the cake.But he still didn't.Du Cheng and the boss won't answer, and it doesn't make any sense. The thing has already happened, and the so-called truth won't help. It's his own fault.It shouldn't be like this, those youthful and vigorous lives should bring their ideals and beliefs to grow and inherit, that is the hope of this thick land!

The night has spread across the universe, and there are sporadic lights in the distance, like dots of residual stars.Looking at the quiet campus under the sky, Zhao Changgeng thought aimlessly, if he could get peace in the country, he would kneel here and be spurned by all generations, or take his life, but it was impossible.Before leaving, Du Cheng said to him: We deserve to go to hell, but we have no power. Do we want to watch those moths eat away at the country before the enemy breaks through the line of defense?

Maybe Du Cheng has his reasons, he has to pay a price to do something, and what can be easily accepted by others can never be called a price.Zhao Changgeng is not afraid of going to hell, he is only afraid that everything he does is not worthwhile, but he is just a blind man groping forward in the dark, just like no one can tell for a hundred years, what can save this ancient nation—— No one will tell him right or wrong, neither can time.

It won't be long, maybe tomorrow, Yuchuan's commendation order will come down, in recognition of the outstanding performance of the Tianjin and Changzhou region in this cooperation, and as expected, he will also receive a transfer order as scheduled.As for Shang Xun, it will become a necessary concession, and those who died will be the most powerful proof of the enemy's brutality-the Shang Xun will be reported in the newspapers today, but no more people will know why.

Zhao Changgeng suddenly felt powerless.In the silence, the voices of people coming from the alley in front of us gradually became noisy: Lifu's nagging mixed with heavy panting, the creaking sound of a cart carrying heavy loads, and the occasional accent of a southern intellectual.Someone greeted him from the west gate of the campus, and the two sides quickly exchanged pleasantries.Standing in the dark, he recognized that it was Chen Xu, a professor of the Academy of Literature and History who had come to the economic group for a chat a few days ago. Opposite him was Lu Songnian, a well-known Jiahe historian. The land they crossed has not yet been touched.

Zhao Changgeng suddenly realized that even in this empty campus, there are still people sticking to it.He understands that after abandoning his identity as a senior lecturer, he should not appear in any place where he might be recognized by his acquaintances, but this time he allowed himself to go out of line.Zhao Changgeng has always understood that the boss is a strong man who came out of the army. Although he has received a good education, he is born to rebel against the academy and the orthodoxy; and he comes from a university and has an inseparable connection with them, so he has always expected to take sides for granted. , but civilization in troubled times is nothing but the weak who are abandoned.

Zhao Changgeng didn't know it at this time, but only 36 hours later, the Dongri Plaster Flag was hung on the top of the city.However, the Jiahe scholar who had met several times refused to accept the persecution of the Japanese to hire him as the honorary principal of the new school. On an extremely bright morning, he jumped from the top of the Mingde Building, blood spattering five steps.