Bright Sword: Leading the Special Operations Squadron to Fight the Japs

After Wang Meng finished speaking, he answered the reporters' questions one after another. When the meeting was over, he saw a familiar face, so he lowered his head and said to Jia Guier beside him:

"Leave that female reporter behind."

After the show was over, Wang Meng came to the excited female reporter.

"President Zhou Guiying, your Women and Children newspaper is doing well. I heard that the All-China Federation of Women and Children is considering making you the only cooperative newspaper."

Zhou Guiying, who had a neat short hair, immediately jumped up excitedly.

"Really? That's great!"

"Yes! They will formally talk to you later. Let's not talk about business. How are you and Mu Zhi?"

When Zhou Guiying said this, she curled her lips, as if she was a bullied young wife.

"Chief of Staff, Mu Zhi has been so busy since he was transferred to Hong Kong and Macau by Commissioner Zhao Gang to serve as the full-power person in charge of Hong Kong and Macau Province that he has been away from home every day.

He said that the political environment in these two places is very complicated and there are many historical issues left over. He is very busy every day and...”

Wang Meng looked at Zhou Guiying hesitating and knew that Li Muzhi must have encountered some difficulties.

"And what?"

"Chief of Staff, Mu Zhi told me not to tell anyone. I told you today, please don't sell me out."

Zhou Guiying's two witty remarks made Wang Meng and Jia Guier laugh thoroughly.

"Okay, I promise not to tell anyone else that you said it. Governor Jia Gui can testify to that!"

Jia Guier nodded happily. It was a great honor to testify for the Chief of Staff.

"Okay, then I'll tell you. Chief of Staff, this involves work secrets, and Mu Zhi didn't tell me either, but I can tell from rumors and Mu Zhi's words that the situation in Hong Kong is not peaceful right now, and it seems like someone is messing around behind the scenes."

Wang Meng frowned, it seems that a dog can never change its bad habits. There were people causing trouble in the world before he traveled through time, and it is still the same in this world.

"Mu Zhi really only reports good news and not bad news, right? Come on, President Zhou, I'll take you on a ride on an aircraft carrier. This will also be an exclusive interview for you!"

"Really?"

Without waiting for Wang Meng's response, Zhou Guiying stepped onto the aircraft carrier and started taking pictures of non-confidential areas with her camera.

After a short replenishment, Wang Meng said again:

"President Zhou, we are planning to go to Hong Kong temporarily. If you are interested, you can go with us. I heard from Governor Jia Gui that your Guangzhou branch has just been established. This can be regarded as a small gift to you, right?"

"Oh my god! Really?"

"Uh, is your "I'll go" an interjection or a declarative sentence?"

Zhou Guiying was a little confused. Wasn't this just a simple statement?

"Chief of Staff, I mean I'll go with you! If I could get on an aircraft carrier back to Hong Kong, I'm afraid Mu Zhi would be drooling with envy."

"Okay, let's go!"

The First Fleet headed south again, controlling the speed, and arrived at the Hong Kong dock at eight o'clock the next morning.

Compared with the enthusiasm in Guangzhou, there were only a few people at the dock in Hong Kong, and they all looked like government workers.

"Hong Kong is exactly as we imagined. Let's go and take a look!"

After Wang Meng finished speaking, he took the lead and walked down the gangway, where he saw Li Muzhi, who looked haggard.

"Chief of Staff, I..."

"No need to say, I know the general idea. Some things that are engraved in our bones cannot be changed. Let's go to our government office building. Also, let the person in charge of the Hong Kong garrison come to see me!"

A murderous aura emanated from Wang Meng, startling Chen Shaokuan and Li Muzhi who were accompanying him.

"Also, Commander Chen, order all the ships in the fleet to line up in a row. Make sure the people on the shore can see them."

Wang Meng got on the jeep and looked at the once prosperous streets, which were now only filled with homeless people wandering around and poor people setting up stalls. It should be eight o'clock in the morning, the peak time, but there were no people rushing to work.

"How long did it last?"

“Since the day before yesterday, when the indigenous people heard that the First Fleet would soon visit Country M and might pass through the port, they began to protest by striking, closing shops and schools.

They may be afraid of our thunderous measures, so instead of marching in the streets to protest, they call on those who are unaware of the truth to stay at home. "

Wang Meng frowned. This commander did have some tricks up his sleeve. If they didn't go out, he couldn't send police and soldiers to knock on the door and ask them to go out immediately, right?

"Have you found out who is behind this?"

Li Muzhi opened the briefcase he was carrying and took out a brown paper bag.

"Well, we have some clues. They are two groups in total.

Yi Bo was considered a social elite and organized a Hong Kong Rescue Association, whose president was Lei Luo, the former Chinese Chief Inspector of the Hong Kong government.

The other group of people are the black gloves of these social elites, and their subordinates are a group of hooligans, and the person in charge is nicknamed Zhuyouzi. "

Wang Meng looked at the photos of the two main objects, thoughtfully.

"Ah, these two people look familiar, especially Lei Luo, who looks quite handsome."

Li Muzhi still had a stern face and couldn't smile at all.

When he was transferred from Chongqing to Hong Kong and Macau, many people thought that he was inexperienced, but Zhao Gang overcame all objections and promoted him to this position.

Therefore, since taking office, Li Muzhi has been extremely cautious and has done his best to handle all matters without any mistakes, leaving it impossible for those tycoons and their minions who attempted to incite rebellion to act.

However, this also made the other party feel that Li Muzhi was a person who would not use tough measures. Therefore, they decided to make some noise when Wang Meng was on his southern tour, and then spread their so-called "voice" to all parts of the world through bad newspapers.

"Chief of Staff, I am sorry for the trust you and Commissioner Zhao have placed in me. I cannot do this job well."

Wang Meng's face darkened, and he felt a little angry as he looked at Li Muzhi who seemed to have lost confidence.

"Li Muzhi, doing something badly and not doing it well are two different things! You just didn't do it well now, how can you say you didn't do it well?

I brought you back from the Nujiang River. Do you know why? "

Li Muzhi shook his head. Although it had only been a few days since this happened, he really didn't know what Wang Meng was really thinking at the time. He never asked, and just thought of it as a big shot helping the young man.

"Because you have the most precious optimism of the Chinese people. The Chinese are kind, hardworking, and tolerant, but they lack optimism. When I first met you, the domestic anti-Japanese war situation was in a mess, but you dared to fight with a spear, and you also insisted on writing poetry. Why, are you afraid of this little difficulty now?"

Li Muzhi seemed to have recalled those aimless days, and he recited freely facing the blue sky and white clouds and the vast mountains by the Nujiang River in Yunnan.

It seemed that the heroic spirit of the Yunnan Plateau had washed away the darkness in his heart, and he became full of fighting spirit again.

"Chief of Staff, I understand."

"Very good, I will teach you one last time."