The layer began to turn into large clouds, and the clouds began to become sparse again. The clouds cracked open, and a dark-looking earth appeared under the wings.

Wu Ming put his face on the porthole and looked at the land carefully. The long river water must be the Yangtze River, and the river water that meets the Yangtze River must be the Jialing River! That peninsula-like place, the place where many small houses are built between the rocks must be Chongqing! They are small houses built with soil and bamboo, which are built up from the river bank layer by layer. At the top are some gray stone buildings. These houses are shoulder to shoulder, squeezed on both sides of the river, layer by layer, looking gray.

After the transfer from Kunming, most of the team members stayed on standby, and only a few team leaders and Wu Ming came to Chongqing accompanied by Shen Zui.

"General Liu, is this the first time I have come to Chongqing?" Chen Zui, who was opposite, saw that Wu Ming was very concerned about the scenery below, so he asked.

"Well, this is the first time." Wu Ming withdrew his gaze and said with a smile: "I know that Chongqing is also called Wudu, and this gray look is appropriate."

"Chongqing was called Jiangzhou in ancient times, and later it was also called Ba County, Chuzhou, Yuzhou and Gongzhou. Later, Song Guangzong first appointed King Gong, and then ascended the throne. He claimed to be "double festive", so he promoted Gongzhou to Chongqing Prefecture, which was named after Chongqing." He introduced with a drunken smile: "Chongqing is now the capital of the Republic of China. It is also the highest command of the national Anti-Japanese War and anti-fascism, and the political, economic and cultural center of China's rear, so it is also known as the "land of the Three Capitals."

"Mr. Chen is really knowledgeable." Wu Ming nodded. "I know so clearly about Chongqing's history and humanities."

"Some miscellaneous studies are not a good place." Chen Zui said humbly: "How can you compare to General Liu? He is now famous in the world. Americans and British people are now very interested in special tactics. Once Kunming school is opened, people are indispensable to visiting and studying!"

"Lucky, lucky." Wu Ming smiled faintly.

The plane landed on a small sandbank in the middle of the Yangtze River, and the surroundings were filled with vast rivers. Sometimes, there might be one or two pieces of wood flowing downstream.

Wu Ming jumped onto the small sampan silently. The boatman skillfully spread the sampan open and drove smoothly to a cliff. At the foot of the cliff, a stone step extended long upward, ancient and spectacular. In the countless years that have passed, I don’t know how many feet are walking around on this stone step, and the layers of stone have been smooth and shiny by the soles of people’s feet.

Several times the bamboo sedan chairs stopped at the end of the stone steps. The sedan chairmen all had their bright backs exposed. The two sedan chairmen shouted something. Wu Ming was raised high in the air. Listening to the "creaking" sound of the bamboo sedan chairs and the sound of the saloons panting with their naked feet on the stone steps. Wu Ming was quite interested in paying attention to the number of stone steps.

Several Ford-branded cars were already waiting there, and more than a dozen serious and capable men looked around vigilantly. Chen Zui said a few words to the leader and made a gesture to ask Wu Ming to get in the car.

"The respected Chairman Jiang is visiting the front line of the Anti-Japanese War to command the battle, and Boss Dai is not in Chongqing. He apologizes for this." Chen Zui explained: "But Boss Dai has prepared a residence for General Liu. The first-class conditions in Chongqing. Please ask General Liu to have a good rest first."

Wu Ming nodded and turned his gaze to the muddy street outside the car window. The rickshaw driver running on it in strings gave him a strong feeling of watching old movies.

Welcome! The welcome ceremony at the Chinese dining table. The welcome ceremony at night was held by two subordinates of Dai Li, and was held in this unique apartment. One plate after another was served, and each newly served plate was first placed in front of Wu Ming's ground. When the next dish was served again, the plate was quickly moved away. Sometimes Wu Ming almost didn't see what kind of dishes it was, and he only saw that the plates were so big.

This is called affordability, the Chinese habit. Wu Ming grinned and picked up the small porcelain wine glass. The wine was scalded, warm rice wine. According to the Chinese habit, he drank it all in one go, then lit the empty wine glass to everyone and said, "Cheers!"

Constantly toasting is a hobby for Chinese people, and Chinese people love to persuade people to drink, so much that Wu Ming had to use small moves to pour out the wine.

The welcoming dinner lasted for several hours. When everyone present had turned red and purple, Wu Ming pretended to be drunk and stood up shakingly. He tried hard to keep the smile on his face and be polite, after all, he was treating him to a meal.

Several military commanders stood up staggeringly, hurried, walked to pick up their hats and coats, hurried again, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. Alas, the Chinese people were just going to say goodbye. Wu Ming sighed and turned around and walked back to his room.

Outside the window, the heavy night was covered with a long mist, and Wu Ming looked at them in a daze.

"The mist is Chongqing, the country of Tianfu..." Wu Ming silently recited the alias of this city. Everything in this city seemed strange and alien to him.

Having seen these old antiques, it was not in vain to come. Wu Ming thought with a smile. Then he went to the newly established school in Kunming to teach students. It was a good choice. Stay away from this gloomy city and politics. After Japan surrenders, should he return to Hong Kong or Nanyang? Then, it will only take more than a year to say that.

I am destined to be raised. From the time I arrived in Chongqing, the rest of the Rangers lived politely separate from me, in the name of being valued and preferential to myself. I am afraid that these people are reporting to Boss Dai now! From a distance, who makes my origin unknown and my political intentions blurred? Anyway, I don’t want to get too deeply involved in dirty politics, and just fulfill my intentions.

I don’t know how Boss Dai, who is known as “Cheng Kai-shek’s sword matchmaker”, “China’s Gestapo”, “China’s most mysterious figure”, and “killer devil”, is talking to those military commanders of the Rangers.

I don’t know how GCD views itself, so I probably want to classify myself into a type of people who train reactionaries and are enemies of the people.
Chapter completed!