The secret war is silent

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In the endless darkness, Luo Yao saw a little light.

Two souls were fighting in his mind. They were both themselves, like two split personalities. In two completely different memories, he saw a strange world, the people and things in this world, and the humiliation. The history of the world completely overlaps with the world in which it lives, and is inseparable.

One day, he suddenly understood that it represented the future.

So true.

There is a great horror between reality!

As an atheist, Luo Yao never believed in ghosts and gods. However, the subsequent events in his dream still shocked him and kept him awake at night.

I wake up all night, and my back is soaked every time.

He crawled out from among the dead, and reality was even scarier than the dream.

Killing, blood, and boundless fear. As soon as you close your eyes, all you can see in your mind are the grinning faces of the Japanese soldiers, holding bloody bayonets, and the bullets whizzing in and carrying sin, hitting people one by one. Blood hole...

On December 13, the twenty-sixth year of the Republic of China, the Japanese army occupied Jinling City, and a brutal and inhumane massacre ensued. Innocent people and soldiers who laid down their weapons were driven to the riverside like livestock, and then they set up The machine gun fired bullets like the wind.

People fell down like wheat, and their blood dyed the mud on the riverside red.

He is in it.

…

Hoo, ho... Waking up from his lunch break, Luo Yao gasped for air, his eyes were red, and his eyes were like those of a hungry wolf that chooses people to eat. The cold light flashed, making people shudder at first glance.

Luo Yao, are you having another nightmare? A charming voice came from behind.

The voice was a bit sweet. Luo Yao knew who was speaking without turning around. He lowered his head and explained: Sister Liu, it's okay. I'm used to it.

Liu Yumei is the deputy director of the Statistics Office of the Jiangcheng Police Headquarters. She is around thirty years old. She is nicknamed Yi Zhihua. Throughout the police station, men who have thoughts about her can line up through the gate and enter the building. But now he is just the Jiangcheng Police Headquarters. A small statistical clerk in the statistical office.

You, you're sweating all over, you'd better wash your face, it's easy to catch a cold. Liu Yumei bent down, blinked her eyes, and asked with concern, It's not okay to keep doing this, do you want Sister Liu to accompany you? Want a doctor to take a look?

Thank you, Sister Liu, for your concern. I'm much better than before. I don't need to see the doctor. Luo Yao leaned back slightly, calmed down his emotions, and smiled gratefully at Liu Yumei. He really couldn't resist Liu Yumei's enthusiasm.

If he hadn't gone through the back door, he would have been just like a refugee beggar on the street, having trouble eating. How could he have any other ideas?

After the fall of Jinling City, a large number of refugees fled westward. Now it is considered good to have a job to make a living.

There are four people in the statistical office. The director Huang Xuning has basically been the hands-off shopkeeper for a long time. He only focuses on the people above him. There is also an old Liu who does nothing at work except drinking tea and reading newspapers.

After Luo Yao came, he finally had a working person. After he got started, he had a thorough understanding of the situation of the entire Xiakou Police Station.

The Japanese are about to attack Jiangcheng, but these people still look careless and have no sense of crisis. This is really worrying.

The Japanese destroyed Jinling, his home, and his life. This hatred could not be washed away by all the water in the three rivers. He wanted revenge!

Sister Liu, have you had a bad stomach recently?

You brat, you... Liu Yumei's cheeks flushed instantly. This kid was obviously having a nightmare, so why did he hear himself farting? It was obviously very light.

I had too many nightmares, and I also had hearing problems. I always heard things I shouldn't have heard.

…

No. 124 Hualou Street·Wu Ji Mountain Goods.

Here we come. When he saw a figure coming in, the boss Wu Zhichao raised his head, quickly walked out from behind the counter, and greeted softly.

Well, bring me two bottles of wine and a pack of cigarettes. Luo Yao said in a hoarse voice. He didn't sleep well the night before. He had a cold and his throat was uncomfortable.

Lao Wu didn't say anything, turned around and walked into the counter, taking out two bottles of liquor, a pack of peanuts, and two boxes of Hardman cigarettes from underneath.

Drink less. I brought you two bottles last time, but they have been gone for a few days. Old Wu expressed concern, By the way, you told me last time that the police station issued an internal notice that the police department would Regarding the matter of removing some people to participate in special training, the organization learned some information from other channels. This special training is related to the Second Military Adjustment Office. In addition to the relatively high standards, the requirements for recruiting students are also relatively strict...

Military Adjustment Division Two? Luo Yao nodded.

Memories were dug out from the depths of my mind bit by bit. Wasn't the predecessor of the Military Command Bureau the Second Division of the Investigation and Statistics Bureau of the Military Commission?

One was the later Zhongtong, and the third was in charge of postal and telecommunications inspection, which has been abolished. The director of the department was Ding Mohan, who was dismissed from his post. The infamous No. 76 has not yet opened...

And this special training class should be the most famous temporary training class in the history of military unification.

The temporary training class should start after the new year, but it is still in the preparation stage.

There are many conditions for entering the temporary training class. Not only do you need to be clean and well-educated, at least junior high school level, it is really difficult to get in if you don't know the right way.

He vaguely remembered that Zhengzhou was recruiting exiled students, and a group of students were later sent to temporary training classes. But the problem was that if they left now, they would not be able to escape scrutiny in the future.

Old Wu, do you think I can enter this special training class? Luo Yao asked. In fact, he had been thinking about this question for a long time, but he only asked it now.

Stop joking, how did you get in? Lao Wu shook his head and said, The places in this special training class need to be recommended and guaranteed by someone. You have only been in the job for a few days, who can guarantee you?

Looking up, he saw Luo Yao's extremely serious expression.

You really want to go?

Luo Yao nodded.

Okay, I'll ask for you, but I can't guarantee that the higher-ups will agree. Old Wu changed his words and said, Luo Yao's conditions are fully met. If he can really get in, it will be a cold move.

Thank you, Lao Wu, I knew you were the best to me. Luo Yao chuckled, took the wine and cigarettes and walked out, I'll keep this account on credit for now, and I'll pay it to you later when my wages are paid, and , a litter of children just fell under the foot of the southeast cabinet.

You brat, you're so disgusting...

Looking at Luo Yao's retreating figure, Old Wu couldn't help but let out a long sigh. It was not easy to survive the massacre. As for becoming what he is now, that was not what he wanted. of.

After getting up from the dead, he was tortured by nightmares. He could only rely on alcohol to numb him to sleep. How could outsiders understand the pain?

But will the nightmare end?

Under the foot of the southeast cabinet, is there a nest of children? Old Wu quickly walked over and moved the cabinet legs. The smile on his face instantly froze. A female mouse gave birth to a litter of cubs.

How did this kid Luo Yao know?

…

Luo Yao also has another identity, that is, he is an underground party member of the Chinese Communist Party, and he joined the party before the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War. He originally worked in the financial department of Jinling.

A small civil servant, working nine to five, with a very stable job.

The Japanese army captured Shanghai and conquered Shanghai like fire. They arrived at Jinling, but with no power and no background, he was on the list of people left behind. Then he was trapped in the city for half a month like purgatory. This is what he does every day now. One of the causes of nightmares is that when I almost close my eyes, the bloody and cruel scenes flash in my mind.

Hatred was devouring his heart like a virus, torturing him so much that he could hardly breathe. Every time he woke up from a nightmare, his limbs would feel cold, and he would feel like he was crawling out of a bottomless dark abyss.

Revenge is not a show of courage.

He wanted to go to the front line, but the organization did not agree, so he had to find another way, and this temporary training class was an opportunity for him.

A chance to fight the Japanese invaders.

He took a sip of the strong drink, picked up the cigarette and took a long puff. He used to not smoke or drink, but now he couldn't do without either.

Another soul in his mind told him that the temporary training class is actually not difficult to enter. The difficulty is that you have no way out, and this special training class is still just a grass-roots team with no name or status.

We have to think of a way.

It would definitely not work to go directly to Gu Mo Sheng, the director of the Supervision Office who was responsible for registration for special training. Although the bureau issued a notice, very few people took the initiative to sign up.

The so-called special training, anyone with a little bit of brains knows that the risks involved are very high, and they may be sacrificed as cannon fodder.

This happens all the time.

Therefore, Luo Yao cannot take the initiative. Being unconventional will only arouse criticism and suspicion.

There's no harm in thinking a little more.

Luo Yao himself has not realized that because of his second soul, his character has slowly and subtly undergone some positive changes.

He couldn't go to Gu Mo Sheng directly, so he had to find a solution from his cousin, even though he didn't want to trouble him anymore.

Deputy Director and Acting Director of the Jiangcheng Xiakou Police Bureau: Han Liangze.

It seems that after having a goal and direction, the nightmare that tortures Luo Yao every night seems to be much lighter...

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