A blow to the head not only shocks the enemy, but also boosts morale." Xiao Mingde's eyes became a crack, "At this moment, many of those who are hesitant to watch will change their minds!"

"This news should be distributed to the media as soon as possible and told the general public through the radio." Zheng Pingru gently put down the telegram and said with a smile: "Although Sister Yu Shuang reluctantly agreed to be a Chinese broadcaster, she refused to attend the core meeting in order to avoid suspicion. I went to find her and told her the news that Brother Hanfeng won the battle."

"Xiaomei, if you and Ping want to strengthen the ideological work of your two sisters-in-laws." Xiao Minghua frowned slightly and said with a smile: "Try to let them join our party as soon as possible. As for Brother Hanfeng, Xiaohai and I will be responsible for it. Sooner or later, let him convert to my Buddha."

"What does it mean sooner or later?" Zhao Xiaomei said dissatisfiedly: "You should hurry up and don't always urge us. Otherwise, let's change it, we will do the job of Brother Hanfeng, and do the job of two sisters-in-law?"

"This, isn't this good?" Li Xiaohai stopped pen and raised his head with a bitter face, "This, there is a difference between men and women, isn't it very convenient?"

"Is it right?" Xiao Minghua echoed: "It's more convenient for women to talk to women. Besides, if you two go to work as Brother Hanfeng, I'm afraid of my two sisters-in-law...hehe."

"Nonsense." Zhao Xiaomei spat: "I'm back to the party leader, and my words are not solemn at all."

"I said I don't, you insist on me." Xiao Minghua said aggrievedly: "Actually, I want to go to war with Brother Hanfeng the most, that's what I can enjoy."

"Haha, I'm also tied up." Li Xiaohai rubbed his sore wrists. "It's much more tiring to do these plans than fighting. I really envy that guy Liu Cheng."

"There's no way." Zheng Pingru smiled and spread her hands. "Are you the founders? You can't be the leader of the party, and others are not qualified. Besides, you will be bitter first and then sweet. When the founding of the country is successful, you will be the president."

"That's right, being a president is not enough for you to be a bad guy." Zhao Xiaomei said, "By the way, Mr. Chen Jiageng is not aware of what happened? He agreed to send a telegram to report safety when he arrived in the United States. Now it's probably almost done?"

"Well. It's only been in these two days." Xiao Minghua nodded, "Mr. Chen, regardless of his old age and weakness, led the delegation to travel around the world for our cause, and seek support and assistance from the outside world. Such a good person will surely be auspicious and heavenly, and he will be safe all the way."

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In the mud of storms, teams of people trekking hard on the trail into the mountains. The thunderbolts were like the roar of artillery fire, and the pouring rain projectiles hit them like black waves. The dark clouds drooped like black waves rolled over their heads.

"Walking for another hour, there will be a temporary camp." Liu Cheng wiped the rain from his face, "The soldiers are fine. The volunteers who followed us can't stand it anymore, and the prisoners."

Wu Ming didn't say anything, jumped off his horse and walked to an old man on the side of the road, "Old man, you are so old, why are you still suffering and suffering with us?"

The old man looked up at Wu Ming and nodded, "Depending on the posture, you are an official, are you?"

"Haha. I'm in charge of a few people." Wu Ming loosened the buttons on Song Yuhui's chest and said with a smile: "We have to lift our heads and fight the British to the end. Are you afraid?"

"Why don't you fuck me hard and come with me!" The old man curled his lips, "It's been so many years. Since my grandfather, he has been angry with the British and the local people. Now there is finally a big shot. My old bone can also work hard, and after entering the soil, I can say a few tough words to my ancestors."

"If it weren't for your hard-working British people, my grandfather and I wouldn't have even thrown away the medicine shop, and follow you!" said a "young man" next to him who was holding an umbrella for the old man.

Wu Ming turned his head and looked at the "young man" with beautiful eyebrows and soft words. His eyes couldn't help but swept towards her chest, making her face red, and he stared at Wu Ming with wide eyes and fierce eyes.

"Old man, take good care of your health. You will see the day when the Chinese stand up." Wu Ming stuffed the reins of the horse into the "young man"'s hand, "Take good care of your grandfather, follow the brigade, and there will be a temporary camp in front of you to rest."

Being respectful and approachable, Wu Ming thought proudly, turned around and walked forward with great strides. The power of the role model was infinite, and the soldiers beside him also jumped off their horses and gave the horses to their exhausted followers.

"Commander-in-Chief." An officer ran over quickly from the front and came to Wu Ming and Liu Cheng. "I think those British prisoners are not honest, I think they are all..." He made a downward gesture with viciousness.

Wu Ming and Liu Cheng looked at each other, and Liu Cheng smiled bitterly, "These guys can really cause trouble, but,

The idea cannot be solved in such a simple way."

"I'll go and see." Wu Ming sneered, "It's all bad bones. If you don't see the coffin, you won't cry. If you don't kill a few little chickens, you won't be scared of the stinky monkeys. I want them all to suffer from 'Stholm syndrome'."

"What kind of brother Si's disease?" Liu Cheng was confused and advised: "Commander-in-chief, some things should not be done by people like you. Just leave them to the soldiers secretly."

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"I know." Wu Ming nodded and walked forward quickly with several guards.

In psychology, there is a disease called "Stholm Syndrome". This name comes from a robbery case. When the hostage was taken off the norm, he actually took the initiative to cover the gun bandits and block the police, which puzzled many people.

This phenomenon can be explained by psychology: hostages tend to obey and control their own side under strong pressure and threats, which is exactly why hostages obey and cooperate with the kidnappers. The famous war film "The Bridge of River Kwai" describes such a group of British soldiers who actively cooperated with the Japanese military operations after being captured by the Japanese army and suffered from "Stholm syndrome".

The British Governor Jente was wearing clothes donated by some colleague. His face was covered with mud and water, but he held his head proudly and looked like a nobleman. He was excitedly negotiating with the People's Liberation Army soldiers who were guarding them. There were still a few embarrassed but angry British people standing behind him.

"We have to rest and eat." Zhenter said as he gestured: "The Geneva Convention stipulates that prisoners of war cannot be abused, and we require treatment that match our identities. Please call your commander over."

Several soldiers looked at Zhente impatiently, their eyes full of contempt and gaze. This expression deeply hurt the gentleman with aristocratic temper and conservative tendency. He expressed his dissatisfaction with body language more and more excitedly.

Wu Ming walked over, kicked the mud and splashed Zhen Te's face, staring at him with a cold-blooded look.

"This is the land where we live, you are the invaders." Wu Ming said slowly in English: "You have fallen into this situation because of your greed and cruelty. In your words, this is God's punishment."

"There are no governors here, no colonels, generals, only defeated prisoners." Wu Ming glanced at the troubled prisoners with murderous eyes. He could not help but lower his head when he was watching. "Before reaching the prisoner's camp, all disobedience will be regarded as hostile action and will be punished, including shooting."

"The war has begun, without mercy and sympathy, without compromise or concession." Wu Ming waved his hand and signaled the soldiers to move forward with bayonets, "Is it your choice to conquer fatigue, jungle, hot and dampness, to conquer your weakness and disappointment, to arrive at your paradise one day earlier - the prisoner of war camp, or to lie down in the mud like a dead dog, or to force us to fill this trek with blood and death. This is your choice."

"You will regret it, you will all regret it." Governor Jente chose to obey, threatening, "You will face revenge from the powerful British army."

"You should pray to God that you can live a few more days!" Wu Ming said disdainfully: "You and all the British will see how unstoppable anger that has been suppressed for a hundred years will erupt. The fire of the soul that yearns for freedom and equality will burn all obstacles, including the powerful British army you call it. Perhaps, only endless death and constant bleeding will make you British understand all this."

"Thut him hard and whip him hard as a punishment for his first violation." Wu Ming turned and ordered coldly: "In the future, any prisoners who cannot keep up with the team will break their legs and throw them into the jungle to feed poisonous snakes and ants."

"Yes!" Guard Captain Zhang Luxiang agreed and walked over with the whip in his hand.

The whip made a sound of "bang, bang..." on the body. Zhente staggered for a moment, gritted his teeth and straightened his body, trying hard to maintain a gentleman, noble and strong image.

But in fact, the dignity and dignity of the British were shattered by these whips, and they were no longer high rulers, but just a group of pitiful and despicable prisoners.

Many volunteers following the People's Liberation Army saw all this and heard all this. In the near future, it will surely spread more and farther. The British were disgraced and the governor was whipped. It was undoubtedly a great encouragement and motivation for them.
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