Bright Sword: Follow Kong's fun and build the strongest military industry

If it is true as the intelligence says, that the enemy's Special High Section, Mei Agency and the No. 76 Special Agent Headquarters were severely damaged, then the enemies in Shanghai, especially those agents with sharper noses than dogs, will not pay attention to such a small matter as the newspaper in the short term.

The ones who are most worried now are probably the traitors and Japanese high-ranking officials. The enemy has lost a large number of intelligence personnel, and they will probably have to worry about the safety of their own lives next.

Lao Jia took the first batch of newspapers and rode his bicycle back to where he lived. On the way, he felt hungry and decided to eat a bowl of wontons, which are the favorite food of Shanghai people.

Today is a good day, so we must have a good meal to celebrate.

While waiting for the wontons to arrive, Lao Jia picked up the newspaper and read it carefully. He was honored that the article he wrote was selected. Although it was not the front-page headline and was ranked at the back, it was enough to make him feel extremely honored.

As for the fact that the newspaper also asked other people to write articles, this is also a routine operation. After all, the time is so short and the matter is so important.

If they were just writing some gossip news, a few experienced editors would definitely be more than enough, but for such a big thing, they must choose the best from the best, so as to achieve the effect of inspiring people.

While waiting for breakfast, he took a look at some articles written by others in the newspaper, and he couldn't help but applaud when he saw some interesting parts.

"Great! Why didn't I think of this as a possible approach? This is a stroke of genius, an indescribable wonder."

However, his unconcerned behavior immediately attracted the attention of the people around him. Everyone saw that he was dressed as a scholar and was reading a newspaper in his hand.

In this era, those who can read books and newspapers are considered intellectuals. Their behavior is definitely completely different from that of ordinary people, and everyone is much more tolerant.

Su Erge approached cautiously and asked curiously, "Sir, what news are you reading? Could you share it with us big guys so we can learn more and have something to talk about when we chat with others in the future?"

After hearing this, the others immediately put down their bowls and chopsticks and gathered around. Even delicious food could not keep up with the thirst for knowledge. This is also a true portrayal of the lower class in China at present.

According to the life trajectories of both parties, it is difficult for these dock porters to come into contact with intellectuals with a certain status such as newspaper editors. Moreover, newspapers are not necessities of life and are usually not something that poor families like them can consider.

Unless there is smoke coming out of one's ancestral grave and a scholar appears among the descendants, that is another situation.

Lao Jia felt extremely satisfied when he saw that the people in front of him were all dressed as dock porters and were looking at him with admiration.

He felt that the newspapers had already been printed in large quantities and that it would not take more than a few hours for a large number of people to know about it, so it would not hurt to tell them about it in advance.

So he began to read the best article in the newspaper to everyone. The passionate words in the newspaper were read aloud by Lao Jia in a rhythmic manner, which made everyone fascinated.

Even Mr. and Mrs. Li Touyu put down the colander in their hands and listened carefully.

When they heard that we had killed hundreds of Japanese devils at a small cost, everyone present applauded and cheered loudly.

When everyone heard that we had won a great victory, especially that we had eliminated many enemy agents, they were all very happy. In particular, there were several photos in the newspaper that showed the ground covered with enemy corpses, which were circulated among everyone present.

Although these people cannot go into battle to kill the enemy, they can still wave flags and cheer for their own troops from the sidelines.

After everyone finished listening to the story, it was almost time to start work. Brother Su quickly asked everyone to finish the food on the table as they could not miss the deadline.

It just made him feel a little regretful that he had only listened to one of the stories in the newspaper. It would have been a wonderful thing if he could buy such a newspaper, take it home and let his son who could already read read it to him.

Even if it costs a day's wages, or even if your family has to save money for a week, it is worth it. This kind of thing can even be passed down as a souvenir.

Since Shanghai was occupied by the invaders, it has been a long time since we heard the good news of our army's victory. Moreover, this victory happened in their Shanghai, where these old Shanghai people live, which also makes them feel extremely honored.

However, seeing how the gentleman in front of me treasured the newspaper, I guess his little wish would not come true.

As the old saying goes, when a person encounters a happy event, good things will surely happen one after another.

When Second Brother Su brought his brothers to the dock, it took just over a few minutes, which had never happened to their group before.

The main reason is that today's events happened too suddenly, and for a moment everyone even forgot what they were supposed to do today, which caused some delay.

Just as Second Brother Su came to the office at the dock nervously, ready to face the reprimand from Manager Qian, after all, they were late today and deserved to be scolded. As long as they could continue to work, it would be fine. Otherwise, it would be a waste for them to have such a good meal.

However, Manager Qian did not blame him after hearing this. Instead, he took out a large stack of newspapers from the table, pointed out six pages, and said with a smile:

"Xiao Su, you've come just in time. This is the newspaper we just bought. You'll each get one later. It's a gift from our employer. If you can't read, you can take it home and have an elderly man or a literate kid read it to you."

"Let me tell you, our troops recently won a great victory, right over in the concession. The newspapers said we killed 500 Japs, while others said 800. Who cares? As long as we won the battle, that's all that matters."

"Since the fall of Shanghai, we haven't received any news of a major victory for a long time. This can be regarded as a great relief for us ordinary people who have been oppressed by the enemy."

Brother Su looked at the photo in the newspaper and asked in surprise:

"Manager Qian, I never thought I'd see a newspaper like this again. Is the boss really going to give each of us a copy? Are there any other conditions?"

"Xiao Su, from what you just said, you have already read this newspaper a long time ago. This is impossible."

"As far as I know, we were among the first group to buy the newspapers, and it was only through the owner's connections that we were able to get them. It's precisely because we bought so many that we had priority. Other retail investors probably only had a chance to get them around noon or evening."