Chapter 133 There are two hard bones
Luo Jiu couldn't help but sigh, "Times are tough, it's understandable that they want to protect themselves.
But it is too difficult to drive the entire historical process forward relying solely on our own strength.
Is there no one willing to join us at this time?"
Zhong Jialing bit her lip and said, "Maybe we came back too early, at the most difficult time, when people didn't even have the confidence to win."
Luo Jiu gritted his teeth and said, "If they have no confidence, we will use guns to build up the confidence of the people.
The war of public opinion is constrained everywhere, so we set up our own newspaper and make the most widely circulated, most influential and most valuable newspaper in the country.
I will call Sister Lu right now and ask her to help us transport two sets of the most advanced printing equipment.”
Luo Jiu went to make an overseas call. While Zhong Jialing was taking a sip of water, a soldier came hurriedly to report, "Political Commissar Zhong, there's a phone call."
Zhong Jialing hurried back to the political commissar's office to answer the phone, while Luo Jiu briefly talked to Lu Fengchun about the current situation.
Luo Jiu: "There is a shortage of supplies in the country. We are short of everything now. Medicines, machines, people, anything you can think of, please help us get it.
Our accounts at UBS and Citibank receive dividends from investments every month. You can withdraw the money at will with the seal we left behind."
Lu Fengchun: "I have money, and I have made a lot of money by investing with you over the years, so you don't have to worry about this.
Save your money to pay the soldiers. We don’t know how long the war will last, so we need to make long-term preparations.
I will contact some overseas Chinese chambers of commerce to see if they are willing to help. Even if they are not willing to contribute money, it would be good if they are willing to provide some supplies.
Our national salvation army has just started, it must not be easy, Jiuer, can you still hold on? Sister is very worried about you. "
Luo Jiu's nose felt sore, and he tried to hold it in and said, "I can hold on, sister. There are still many military matters here, so let's not talk about it for now. If you have anything, call me."
She hung up the phone and went to find Zhong Jialing.
Just now she vaguely heard a soldier calling Zhong Jialing over to answer the phone, wondering if there was any news in the Republic Daily.
Luo Jiu quickly pushed open the door of the political commissar's office and saw Zhong Jialing with her back to the door, wiping her tears silently.
Luo Jiu's heart tightened, "What's wrong? What happened?"
Zhong Jialing turned around and saw that her eyes were red from crying and the tip of her nose was red.
Five minutes ago, Zhong Jialing received a call from Shao Li, the editor-in-chief of the Republic Daily.
"Are you Political Commissar Zhong of the National Salvation Army? My name is Shao, and I am the editor-in-chief of the Republic Daily."
Zhong Jialing hurriedly said, "It's me, Editor-in-Chief Shao. We would like to place a recruitment advertisement in your newspaper. How much does it cost?"
"Tsk," Shao Li said unhappily, "You are doing good things for the country and the people. People with lofty ideals across the country should do their best to help you. How can we accept your money?"
Zhong Jialing was a little surprised. She asked tentatively, "But...but we also want to publish an article about the Red Island victory, a telegram to the Emperor and battlefield photos to declare war on the invading country. I wonder if your newspaper would be able to do that?"
The person on the other end of the phone was obviously a little excited, and even his voice was a little louder. "There are these contents? Great, great, convenient, convenient! There is no reason why it would be inconvenient."
Ah? Zhong Jialing couldn't believe her ears. "Editor-in-Chief Shao, aren't you afraid of the Beiyang government?"
The other side laughed, "Commander Zhong, you are not afraid of the Japs, so why should we be afraid of Yuan Datou?
Regardless of the fact that we are revolutionaries, as long as we are Chinese, we should do the best to publicize for you, even if it means taking some risks.
Are we poor scholars afraid of death? Don't worry, although my report is small, I still have two strong bones. "
Zhong Jialing hung up the phone. When she thought about her compatriots at that time who did not know that the revolution would eventually triumph, and who still stepped forward regardless of their own lives despite the harsh environment, she felt deeply moved and could not stop crying.
Zhong Jialing told Luo Jiu about the situation. Luo Jiu wiped her tears and said with a smile: "This is a good thing. Why are you crying?"
Luo Jiu held her hand and said, "In any era, there is no shortage of people with backbone.
Our predecessors remained unyielding despite heavy oppression, so why should we worry about not being able to win? "
Zhong Jialing nodded vigorously, "Editor-in-Chief Shao said that time is tight, and he is sending someone to get the content now, and they will be here soon."
“Okay, great!”
Luo Jiu returned to the operations room and printed out fifty copies of the article. Cheng Yaoyao also came over and gave her the recruitment advertisement for confirmation.
The two of them discussed and adjusted the content, attached photos and telegrams, and put them into file bags.
After checking the seized materials, Feng Qi went to visit the wounded. When he came back, he saw the three of them were in the operations room, busy with joy on their faces.
Feng Qi was confused. "What's going on? Did the Emperor get so angry after reading our telegram?"
Zhong Jialing chuckled, "A guest will come to help us later."
Before he finished speaking, the guard came in and announced, "Report, Editor-in-Chief Shao and his colleagues have arrived."
Luo Jiu hurriedly said: "Please come in!"
Just as the four were about to go out to greet them, the staff officer hurried in with five men wearing glasses who looked like scholars, and they almost bumped into each other at the door.
The staff officer who led the way hurriedly introduced them, "This is our National Salvation Army's Commander-in-Chief Luo, Army Commander Feng, Chief of Staff Cheng, and Political Commissar Zhong."
The man in the middle clasped his fists and said, "Dear officers, dear heroes, it is a great honor for me to meet you all."
Zhong Jialing hurriedly said, "Editor-in-Chief Shao, you are too polite. Please come in."
After everyone met each other, Luo Jiu handed the prepared content to Shao Li and several of his colleagues.
The five of them hurriedly opened it, were amazed at what they saw, and kept praising it: "Great! It's really satisfying!"
Shao Li's eyes welled up with tears. He took off his glasses and wiped them, then calmed down and said, "I haven't congratulated your army for taking back Red Island and venting our anger for our people."
Luo Jiu said: "In this first battle, we caught the opponent off guard and won by luck.
But it is not so easy for us to drive away all the foreigners. But we are determined to fight to the end, and never retreat until China is restored.
To tell you the truth, we are in a difficult situation right now, so we are eager to recruit soldiers."
Luo Jiu clasped his fists and said, "Your newspaper is willing to take the risk and lend a helping hand out of national justice. On behalf of the entire army, I am deeply grateful."
Shao Li hurriedly said: "Commander Luo, you are too kind. We should do our best to fulfill our duty. If we shrink back at this moment, are we still worthy of being Chinese?
I know that public support is urgently needed here, and our entire newspaper is ready.
The five of us squeezed into one car and the other reporters and photographers came on bicycles. They should still be on the way.
They can interview the heroes of this battle and help deliver the materials to the printing factory. Time is urgent, so we edit and finalize the manuscript here. Is that convenient?"
"That's convenient!" Cheng Yaoyao said hurriedly, "Editor, please follow me to the conference room."
The others followed Cheng Yaoyao. Shao Li thought for a moment and said, "There is one more thing. I thought of it on the way. I hope you don't think I am meddling."
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