Nine Songs of Anti-Japanese War

On the day the army set off, it was a sunny day.There was not a single cloud in the sky, and a circle of dazzling indigo shone brightly over the heads of the people in the capital.Shooting on the glazed tiles of the main hall that have been washed by wind and rain for 500 years, it seems that the dust of the years has been washed away for a while, revealing the shining edge of the past.

Everyone said it was a good omen.This time the Eight Banners Army will go south to suppress the rebellion, and they will surely be able to win the battle and show our great glory of the Qing Dynasty.

Pooh.Tianjin thought that according to the battle report, the Hunan Army had already gained the upper hand in the city of Tianjing, so maybe Tianjing had already been captured by this time, and then they would smash, loot and burn it.Don't look at the iron armor like weaving spears on the field, how many teams are really going south?Going there is just a ritual to fill the field, and the enemy is about to disappear, so there is no talk of victory.

He plunged into the central queue and searched for a long time, and finally saw the figure of that person in an inconspicuous position.Fully armed, riding on a tall horse is really good-looking, but the expressionless face under the helmet is a bit off-putting.

When Beijing saw him coming, he only raised his eyelids and said, "You're still here. We agreed in advance that you can't follow."

"Who said I'm going with you?" Tianjin said angrily, "You're thinking too much."

"Then who are you?"

"Let's take a look. Langfang and I bet you must be walking with a dead face, but he doesn't believe it. Take a look, it's true."

Beijing seemed to want to laugh a little bit, and killed the smile in the bud. "You think too much. It's just that the sun is too big, and you get dizzy after a long exposure."

It is more convincing to say that smoking opium makes you dizzy.Tianjin ignored his explanation and said, "You are in a bad mood."

"Oh."

"I don't even want to see Tianjing at all."

Beijing is noncommittal. "...I have to go." He said, "Shang Mao has come to an end, but the aftermath is still troublesome. Just how to deal with those southern cities is a big problem."

This is the truth.Guilin, who hates the Qing Dynasty to the core, Changsha, which has been successful in suppressing bandits but has its own plans, and Anqing, whose stance is ambiguous and vacillating. Tianjing can never be avoided.Tianjin did not have a deep friendship with him, but I only remember that he seemed to have a bit of a rift with Beijing.At the beginning of the mutiny, Tianjin had thought that the man would use the same calmness and indifference shown in the court to deal with that crazy and nondescript God-worshiping religion.I don't want the rebellion to be unstoppable once it broke out, and it took 14 years to end it.After being separated for so long, he could no longer imagine the change in the other party's heart.

With the few encounters, what can he infer from those southern cities?China is so vast, and people's hearts are so fickle. Some concealment and misunderstanding are too common. We only want to work together at a critical moment.However, the fuse of the split had been laid as early as when the Qing army entered the Central Plains, and the fire has been growing and shrinking, but it has never stopped burning.The blazing sun was shining on him, but Tianjin could not feel any hope ahead.

I am afraid……

"Time is running out." Seeing his silence for a long time, Beijing said without asking, "Do you have something important to say?"

"No." Tianjin took half a step back and looked at him.Still the familiar eyebrows, familiar physique, he wanted to say, you are exactly the same as when I first saw you back then.He heard people say that the king of Yan swept the north and crossed Zhigu to attack Cangzhou. He always followed him with the prestige of Beiping, but Tianjin had a vague impression of this.At that time, Beijing was high-spirited, and the speech did not have the hostility brought over from the battlefield, and the palms were warm and firm.Beijing led him for a while, then let go, walked to a mound with big strides, turned around and said with a smile, follow me, Weizi.He ran towards the mound, but his three steps were not equal to Beijing's one step.Beijing's laughter wafted all the way, he was ashamed and annoyed, still swaying his two short legs and still chasing after him, secretly swore that he would definitely grow taller than Beijing in the future.

Before the oath was finished, Beijing grabbed him by the back and lifted him up, holding him in front of his chest and weighing him twice.Don't tease you, he said, go with me to the imperial city, eat delicious food, and meet a few more brothers and sisters.

He is the piece of sky he originally owned.

Now Tianjin has grown to be as tall as him, and maybe even won a little bit, but the goal he once wanted to pursue is not the same as before.There is also the same face, the same military uniform, the same place to go south, and the same person to meet.But it is impossible to reproduce the strength generated by the indomitable determination.The wind and rain, leaving behind fatigue and vicissitudes, the walls built in the hearts of people are as strong as moss that has accumulated over the years, and they are getting thicker and thicker.

The order sounded, and Beijing pulled the reins. "I've got to go. Since it's nothing important, you must have come here for a purpose? Don't say it's because of a bet. What hope do you have?"

"Just to say good luck to you, and don't rush too far in case of a war. Nothing else."

"Of course." Beijing's tone was very firm, "Then... goodbye?"

"See you."

Then he boarded the tower and watched the army rushing out of the rich gates in an irregular formation, heading towards the distant Tianjing to the south.Beijing was hidden in the jungle of armor without a trace. He stared at the countless "soldiers" on the back of the sergeant, and could only imagine that he was watching his back leave.

I wish you happiness and well-being.That's what he was going to answer.

It didn't help that he knew the man's prominence.Even in the Taiping era, this is not easy to obtain, not to mention the old empire that is prone to turmoil and declines year by year.The waves caused by the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom will subside, but the tide that is about to come from the mountains and rains will not dissipate for a long time, but will linger on the tip of his nose more and more.

Up to now, you and I have something we can't talk about.I can not tell you, but I still want to continue to hope.

Hope that one day...you will get the happiness and well-being.

"Haha... Speaking of Jing Nan, you were so impressive! You kicked down the palace gate, glared at me, put down your weapon, and if you don't let go, you will look good to me..."

Nanjing raised his head and drank a cup.Beiping stared at the remaining liquid in his cup and hesitated for a moment, then poured it into his mouth, swallowed it and said, "You're so stupid, aren't you?"

"It must be. But my first thought was 'the eyes are really round, and the voice is surprisingly nice'..."

"Thank you, thank you for the compliment!"

Peiping thought he hadn't drunk enough, and the fact that his tongue was almost tied made him realize the deviation between ideal and reality.The last time he invited Nanjing to dinner, he met Wuhan and Changsha who were wandering around food stalls on the way. Somehow, it turned into four people going to a restaurant to cook hot pot. After eating, the cowhide was almost blown to the sky, and at the end, he rubbed a few rounds of Sichuan Ma .Afterwards, he reflected deeply. In order to avoid repeating the previous situation, when Nanjing asked him where he wanted to go, he chose a coffee shop in front of a newspaper office in Beibei District, which was suitable for quiet conversations, and even asked for a private room.

...then the two of them ordered more cocktails after drinking too little, and accidentally got too drunk and began to tell each other about the family history of the revolution.

"It's too hypocritical to say I'm sorry now, but I... you know, you may be used to the feeling of falling from the clouds, but I couldn't bear it at that time... I thought I could hold it back, but I can't, I Met King Yan..."

"It doesn't matter, I understand. King Yan is a good man, at least to you." Nanjing squinted his eyes while playing with the wine glass and said, "You always have a good eye for people, much better than me."

"No, it's not always very good..." Beiping supported the table, and his vision began to rotate slightly.

"Oh, is there?"

"Like that Li Zicheng..."

Nanjing stopped playing with the wine glass for a moment, struggling for a while to keep his imagination from rushing to the wild prairie in an instant.Peiping just said this sentence, and his remaining rationality made him quickly shut up.Taking advantage of the wine, Nanjing patted the table: "Say it! Say it and give me Lele, as a testimony of our great friendship!"

Beiping responded with an even more imposing slap on the table: "It's not that I don't want to say it, I have nothing to say! I was chased away by Dorgon and Wu Sangui before I knew my face. What can I say!"

"Not sure there is □□! Based on my years of experience——"

The door was shyly pushed open a crack, and the waiter poked out half of his face: "Gentlemen, do you need anything...?"

It turned out that when the two of them slapped the table, the table bell rang.

"No need..." Beiping silently covered his face.

"Sorry..." Nanjing silently turned his face away.

The waiter ran away when he heard the sound.

It was a wise move to ask for a private room, Beiping thought fortunately, it saved him from being surrounded by people who didn't know the truth, and he also talked about many usually sensitive topics. ...Wait, is this really something to be thankful for?

Nanjing tilted his head against the wall—he didn’t control his strength well, it was more like he hit it headfirst, and there was a muffled bang—glanced at Beiping, and lazily said: “It’s so strange that Shanghai still looks forward to But you, although I can understand the tastes of some boys and girls who have never really been in a relationship... they are good-looking, educated and have a status, and they look a little bit of a bastard, oh no, I'm talking about domineering. But as long as you go a little deeper, your personality...just because of your mouth that can't be pried away after drinking, you deserve to be alone forever."

"You're not much better." Bei Ping said coolly, "And Shanghai probably doesn't care about me anymore."

"Hmm really?"

"Why is it fake? I think he is more interested in you than in me now."

Nanjing smiled. "Not the same thing. Are you lost?"

"No. You are right. Once a person like me understands deeply, he will know the contrast with his imagination. I can't give him anything he wants. If he stops thinking, it means that he has a mature mind, yes Good thing."

"Don't talk to death. The days are still long, maybe he will fall in love with you again, with a different mood from the past?"

Beiping lowered his head, staring at the few sticks of pasta left on the plate. "……Not too possible."

"I don't blame you for talking like that..." Nanjing leaned against the wall, his voice became softer and softer, "Although we are all experienced, we haven't talked about people who have actually fallen in love a few times. You have someone you want to talk about seriously Right. It's really troublesome, because I thought I loved you for many years."

Pei Ping raised his head sharply, scared away from drunkenness.

Various answers flashed through his mind.Ah, how do you know that you are too sensitive?Why do you love me and sometimes feel that I love you?Is this asking for a relationship? But that doesn't seem right?Isn't love just a personal feeling?But what do you like about me? You don't just look at the surface of an ignorant boy with no experience?What exactly do you want to express? The amount of information is a bit too much, so I can't grasp the point?

Ren Beiping was full of thoughts there, and Nanjing expected this kind of situation, so he said to himself: "Perhaps I envy your luck, your vision of people and your ability to act. Although you have been unknown for a long time, you have collapsed." There are a lot of bad luck, but you can catch them quickly with a turn of luck. I am not good at this. I have many opportunities but I can’t catch them for long. If you continue to harass me, you can go. But after the end of the Ming Dynasty, you continue to sit in your seat safely. I started to feel uneasy after experiencing Nanming. You can stand on the cusp of the storm while maintaining stability and power, even if you are criticized This is what I have tried and failed many times. I just knew that you recognized Li Zicheng. But once he was defeated, you quickly turned to Dorgon..."

"... There are some reasons." The scars are still painful when touched after many years.Peiping is unwilling to talk more.

"Well, I know you have secrets. But I was just very uncomfortable about it at the time. I have always been uncomfortable. When someone expects me to stand up against you, I often agree. This is one of the reasons. After a long time, I Gradually I feel that winning or losing is no longer important, but has evolved into a kind of obsession. If I can love you, it seems that my unfulfilled wish can be made up by you...and your contradictory personality will also Become a charm. Because of some similar experiences, I will not only see your surface like others, this is just my blind self-confidence."

"Many times when I meet you face to face, I feel touched to the darkness in my heart." Pei Ping said, "It's like being forced to look at myself without realizing it. This is real, not blind self-confidence."

"So I thought I loved you." Nanjing blinked, "Obsession is indeed not far from love. If two people like each other a little bit, and one person reveals his obsession, they may really get mixed up."

"But you didn't."

"Yes. I enjoy this obsession. I don't express it. I only think about you in the most painful and difficult time, and then get a little relief."

"I also often miss you and worry about your affairs. You are very special to me, different from everyone else." But when Nanjing talked about this, Beiping also understood the reasons why he didn't express it.He asked himself, should I regret it?

"Thank you." Nanjing supported the table and shook his head, "But Meng always wakes up... After 37 years of the time when I miss you the most, I finally see how despicable I am. I just like to love silently in the distance Your feeling, when you are in front of me, day after day, I find that my hands are empty and I haven’t brought my heart. If we want to say that we care about and care about each other, we don’t lack each other. But it’s still different. To love with this starting point, It's wrong... I am not smarter than Shanghai."

Nanjing's tone was very calm, but Peiping suddenly felt uncomfortable. "I thought you had other thoughts, or you were not in the mood, under this circumstance. If you showed some intentions, I would definitely reciprocate. But you didn't, and now you are telling me these things again..."

"Oh, then we should be more glad that we didn't go astray. If you really mean that to me, you won't wait for my expression?"

"It also……"

"Should I have a showdown with you? I am very distressed. So I was relieved after I felt that you had other concerns, thinking that it would not cause harm to you. You...don't make such an expression!" Nanjing turned his face away, put his palm on one side of his forehead, and slid it down to cover half of his eyes.With his palm against the slightly moist eyelashes, a nameless anger against himself suddenly surged in his heart. "I am also...very painful! But this illusion can no longer continue! There are not many meaningful things in life, and most of the hopes are nothingness. Now that I find that it does not exist, I have to wait for it to grow bigger before breaking it myself Is it? I am liberated, and you also have hope that is not nothing. How good it is, how good it is to be able to love others...I wish you all the best..."

Beiping wanted to say a lot, but he could only squeeze out a little: "Don't say that, there is no certainty at all, I don't even know what he really thinks... Besides, I believe that the people are not willing to watch arrive……"

Nanjing replied: "No, he is willing."

Time seemed to stand still.

Talking about this in a coffee shop is really a shame, Nanjing thought.It made me lose the rare emotion of wanting to cry, and what I said earlier seemed to be a hypocritical act.

Fortunately, Peiping could understand that, but was a little stunned: "The people should be very afraid that I have too many contacts with Soviet Russia."

"The world has changed, so has his thinking. It is no longer possible for Soviet Russia to actively export revolution to China. Besides, although we have survived the most difficult time and saw a glimmer of hope, but only by our own There are still major problems of power that are difficult to solve. If the Northeast is to be regained, more or less, we must always rely on them."

"..."

"From the standpoint of the people, you just need to maintain a good relationship with them. As for personal feelings, how to deal with them is your freedom."

"You—" Beiping smiled wryly, "Stop talking about me all the time. Nanjing, what hope do you have?"

"Me? I don't have any urgent hope. I must have it. I just want the country to prosper. Well, and I hope you are happy and healthy. We have caused a lot of trouble and pain to each other, and I hope there will be no more in the future."

"...This is my hope too."

The two knew that this was the end of their conversation.The long run is over, it's time to rest.

People talk, communicate, to exchange ideas and solve problems.However, the problem solved at this time will inevitably change its appearance at another time, and start a new round of troubles; the pain that was thought to be eliminated is often erased for a while, and the pain will become more intense in the future.But it is not tolerated to wait for problems to grow and pain to grow. They can only be solved over and over again, erased, and then grown again.

But neither Nanjing nor Peking had the heart to think about it.There is only a small hope that after the labor pain, this moment of peace can last a little longer, preferably forever.

Cairo, the capital of Egypt, is a pleasant time in November.He is worthy of the name of the city of the sun god, and he sprinkles the golden sunlight to every corner, shining warmth on the pedestrians.Although the climate is dry, it is not too unbearable compared to the dry season. The Nile River flows slowly through the urban area, walking steadily and solemnly, irrigating the undulating greenery on both sides.

"You said..." Chongqing was facing the direction of the sun, with his hands on his forehead, and he was looking at the towering minaret a block away. "Where did Cairo go? I haven't seen him since the first day."

Behind him, his eyes lingered on the passers-by with different colors in the toga and sleeves, and he replied casually: "It seems that London and Washington have invited him to attend the meeting. But he said that he was just borrowing a place, and there is no point in going and adding to everyone." Trouble, politely declined."

"He has no enthusiasm for meddling in the struggle between great powers?"

"I think he's really not very enthusiastic, and he's squatting at home right now to make juice."

"Oh, life is quite pleasant, you should appreciate this kind of—oh no, how do you know so much again?"

Chengdu's eyes were extremely innocent: "You know it naturally. The first night you came here, you only knew how to sleep with the quilt in your arms. I moved the place and couldn't sleep for a while, so I went around the hotel from top to bottom. By the way, I listened to you. Let someone else talk about it."

"Uh... what, the 'white-clothed ghost who can't see his face' that has been widely rumored these days is you! Why didn't you tell me? It made me think about it for a long time!"

"Because you didn't ask."

"..." Chongqing Fu forehead. "Forget you win...Let's let the white-clothed night ghost become an eternal mystery in the hearts of foreigners..."

"Okay, let's not worry about these trivial matters. When you were resting after the meeting two days ago, I had already touched the city. Let me take you away, as a reward for choosing me On a business trip, you can experience so many exotic customs.”

"I don't want to take you out for a trip..." Chongqing complained not very seriously, and was dragged by Chengdu through the city center full of westernized buildings, towards the old city ruins on the outer edge of the city.

Walking to the bank of the Nile, a noise attracted the attention of the two.

Chengdu paused: "Who is yelling there... still using English..."

On closer inspection, the uproar was emanating from a juggler, a man in a shirt and bow tie cuffs decorated with expensive studs, who was displaying childlike excitement about the performance, and next to him stood a man with a straight face. "I don't know him" companions, and a circle of local people watching.

"Isn't that New York?" Chengdu rubbed his eyes, "I think he's pretty normal when he's in a meeting?"

Chongqing looked at the sky: "It seems that this is also his normal behavior. The so-called big things don't care about small things... No!" He rolled his eyes at Chengdu, "What is difficult for you to understand? He is the same as you. It's normal, it just behaves differently."

"I refuse to agree, I've always been a normal person... Oh Xiaoyu, look, do you know the person next to me?"

"Hey, how come..."

The performance during the conversation was over, and New York generously threw out a handful of money, squeezed out of the crowd with Moscow, found them halfway through, and waved happily: "Hey, you two! Are you playing?"

"Yes, as you can see." Chengdu also waved his hand, "Isn't Washington together?"

"He stayed up late last night and needs to catch up on sleep."

Even if Washington doesn't come, this pair is too strange... Chongqing turned to Moscow with slander, and asked in his most gentle and polite tone: "Mr. Moscow, when did you come? We were all surprised."

No wonder he asked.Due to some reasons such as the general secretary of the Soviet Union’s refusal to participate in the international meeting attended by the Chinese chairman, the meeting held in Cairo to discuss the strategy toward Japan was only attended by representatives of the United States, Britain, and China, and the rest of the issues were agreed to be transferred to the meeting without the Chinese party. The Tehran Conference resolved.Moscow is here, completely off the agenda.

"If the general secretary doesn't come, it doesn't mean the capital can't come either." Moscow replied with a smile, confident but not guilty. "After all, the treatment of Japan is also closely related to our country. It is better for me to come and hear the result at the later stage of the meeting."

"Then you didn't bring an assistant?"

"Yes, it's just me, otherwise I wouldn't be with him..." Moscow silently pointed to New York, "I'm only here as a delegate and may express some opinions, but I won't interfere with the direction of the meeting."

New York anger: "Is my name so embarrassing! You don't even want to pronounce it!"

"I didn't mean that, you think too much! Body language is more convenient, don't you even understand this?"

"Then why do you use body language instead of speaking? Don't quibble when you do something wrong!"

The four of them crossed the river amidst the noise, and took a half-day tour in the mausoleum area commonly known as the "City of the Dead" in the east.During the period, New York and Moscow were still arguing. Chengdu and Chongqing, who had witnessed the whole incident, said that it was really an eye-opener.In addition, Chengdu was worried that this would constitute disrespect to the deceased, and Chongqing agreed to him without hesitation.

After returning to the hotel, I had a solid sleep. The next morning, representatives from various countries came to the venue full of energy.

"Today we continue to discuss the handling of Japanese colonies after the war." As the most active promoter of the talks and the coordinator of multinational interests, Washington still sits at the top. "According to yesterday's results, we have revised the draft again. We will list the contents one by one, please listen carefully."

He raised his eyes and saw the representatives of the other three countries sitting upright, so he turned his gaze back to the manuscript in his hand.

"...Combining the above reasons, I am convinced that all the islands that Japan has occupied in the Pacific Ocean since World War I should be returned. As for the territory stolen by the Japanese treacherously from the Republic of China..."

Both Chongqing and Chengdu pricked up their ears when they heard the content related to their own country, not daring to miss a single word.

"...Manchuria and Taiwan, for example, should be returned to the Republic of China as a matter of course."

This should be an acceptable wording.Chongqing was pondering the meaning of the words, and London across the table said: "I don't think it is necessary to specify in the article who to return to. Since it is an illegally occupied territory, once Japan gives up, it will naturally return to its legal territory. For the owner, there is no need to do so."

Washington asked: "What would Mr. London think of the amendment?"

"Why not make the same statement as the islands in the Pacific Ocean? It can be written like this: 'The territory of the Republic of China stolen by the Japanese must be given up'. It is concise and concise, without adding too much emotion. Directly state the facts. And there is the Pacific Ocean in front There will be no ambiguity in understanding when referring to islands."

"Well……"

"Please wait a moment." Chongqing said, "Mr. London, I agree with your idea of ​​'not adding too much emotion', the content of the text should conform to its original function, the words 'perfidious' and 'natural' It’s okay not to write it. However, I’m afraid it’s difficult for us to agree to change it to ‘should be abandoned’.”

London looked at him and said without emotion: "You must have a reason to disagree. Please tell me?"

"With all due respect, the status of the Pacific islands occupied by Japan is not comparable to that of our territory. The latter, such as Manchuria and Taiwan, had very clear ownership before they were stolen. Unlike the Pacific islands, their ownership has Some are rather vague, and even if Japan gave up, they cannot be dealt with in general, and I think this is the reason why there is no specific statement in the draft, and it is only written as 'should be returned'." Chongqing turned his head, "Is that so, Mr. Washington?"

Washington and New York made eye contact and said, "You guessed part of it, Mr. Chongqing."

"Then, since it has been clearly stated that the territory of our country stolen by Japan is our territory, it should be clearly returned to our country. There should be no ambiguity. Our country has fought against the Japanese invaders for 12 years, and the struggle can be traced back farther. , the hardships involved are hard to describe in words. I fully understand Mr. London’s good intentions, but,” Chongqing raised his jaw slightly, and his clearer voice echoed in the conference hall, “in case this loophole is exploited by villains with ulterior motives to make our country The inherent territory cannot be fully recovered, and I will have no face to face the people of the motherland. If it turns into a long-term problem, I am afraid that everyone here is not happy to see it."

After finishing his speech in Chongqing, he looked at London again. The other party only raised his eyebrows during his statement, but still showed no expression.At this time, New York turned his pen and inserted it easily: "I think what he said is very reasonable. If there is a need to change it, it is best to change it to a clear change."

"Well..." Manchester sighed, "you don't have to stare so nervously at Mr. London. He was just talking casually."

London said: "I raised my opinion as soon as I thought of it, that's all. Since it concerns the issue of the Republic of China, naturally Mr. Chongqing's speech is the most convincing."

"Thank you for your understanding." Chongqing said immediately.

New York said: "Do the two Chinese representatives have any other comments? For example, besides Manchuria and Taiwan, are there any other territories that you feel it is necessary to point out?"

"Yes." Chengdu added, "The Penghu Islands were taken away together with Taiwan."

"Okay, I think everyone present at the meeting has no objection to this." Washington lowered his head and took notes. "Integrating your opinions, 'The territory stolen by Japan from the Republic of China, such as Manchuria, Taiwan and Penghu, should be returned to the Republic of China'—this is enough."

Let's pass this little episode safely.After the morning's agenda was over and there was still some time left, New York suggested that since Moscow was present, they could discuss the tactics necessary to achieve the goals in the declaration, and it was right to chat.

"The opening of a second battlefield next year is set." Washington said, "Germany and Italy have already been divided. At that time, the Allied forces on the Western Front and the Soviet Army on the Eastern Front will jointly attack. The day is hastening. Mr. Moscow, I sincerely hope that we will fight happily together in the field."

Moscow nodded: "Me too."

"What is your current arrangement?"

"First lift the blockade of Leningrad, then continue westward."

Washington crossed himself. "Is he still alive?"

"Definitely." Moscow slightly closed his eyes. "...and Mr. Washington and Mr. London, please do not delay this landing any further. We cannot afford to wait."

Washington said it certainly would not.On the other side, London said: "I don't mean to postpone, but as far as I know, the war on the Eastern Front is no longer embarrassing. Why did Mr. Moscow suddenly say that?"

As soon as London uttered the first sentence, Manchester, who was seated next to him, put on a helpless expression.

Moscow quickly turned to him: "Because I don't want to add more unnecessary sacrifices."

"No sacrifice is meaningless. What's more, the Soviet Union's rich military resources have always been beyond our reach..."

The atmosphere froze suddenly.Moscow pursed his lips into a thin line, obviously suppressing his anger, and replied, "Do you mean that we deserve more death figures?"

"Please don't get me wrong. Regarding China's Manchuria, although it's still too early to say, the solution is going around and around, and your country's march will always be indispensable. Since I have this spare capacity, I think it's not a bad thing to spread it out to allies?"

"If you want us to release more detailed information, unfortunately, the time is not yet ripe."

The conflict between Britain and the Soviet Union was full of gunpowder, and the United States, caught in the middle, was in a dilemma, while the Chinese side seemed to be unable to find a position to cut into.But when it came to Manchuria, Chongqing finally couldn't hold back: "You two, allow me to interject!"

London and Moscow barely stopped arguing.

"Our country's second expedition to Myanmar is about to start. If it goes well, the Chinese side completes the cooperation with the British side to recover Myanmar, and there are no major mistakes on the domestic front, then the north will always be considered. After all, Manchuria is our own territory. We also hope to get it back by our own strength. Although it is impossible to be [-]%, the Soviet Union is also working very hard, and we... will try our best to reduce the burden on foreign countries."

After saying this, Chongqing felt very uneasy.He looked back at Chengdu, who gave him a look that didn't matter, and gently pulled him to sit down.

"Mr. Chongqing, I'm glad to hear you say that." Moscow was the first to reply, "Thank you."

What he is grateful for is that Chongqing is standing on the side of the Soviet Union in a disguised form. China has too much autonomy in the recovery of Manchuria, which is probably not what the Soviet Union wants to see.The more the Soviet Union contributed, the greater the reward it demanded. This reason is very simple, and everyone knows it well, but it is inconvenient to say it.Chongqing can only hope that the war will go smoothly and the losses will be minimized.

Sure enough, Moscow went on to say sincerely, "However, this depends on the future performance of your country's army-this is beyond the control of us outsiders."

"Yes." Chongqing let go of his clenched fist under the table and said slowly, "Of course."

The US-UK-China tripartite summit meeting in Cairo ended peacefully for the time being.After five short and long days, Chongqing and Chengdu returned home with satisfaction, while Washington and the others did not stop, and immediately followed their superiors to Tehran to discuss strategic actions against Germany with the Soviet side who came to meet. and remedial measures.Due to the fact that the three evenly matched powers had their own little calculations, some disputes emerged when discussing specific plans. Fortunately, the background of the same interests remained unchanged, and the representatives of the three parties reached a compromise. On the first day of the last month of 1943, The declarations formed by the two conferences were successfully announced to the world.

In 1943, compared with the previous year, there were fewer sudden changes and dangers, and fewer desperate situations and sudden emergences.However, the wheel of history has never stopped rolling forward for a moment. Amidst the still fierce gunfire, the direction of the goddess of victory's smile has become increasingly clear. Their love, hate, concern, thinking and choice turn into fire, and also turn into magnificent music.The magnificent 1944 is coming.

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