A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

It's a pity that little Jiang Xia wasn't with these two, otherwise he would definitely have poured cold water on these guys who were daydreaming, and added a sarcastic remark: "Wake up! How many dishes did you have to drink to this extent?"

commune?

My comrades, do you know that the word "commune" is a unique feature on the Alliance side, but on the other side it is nothing short of "red poison"?

What year is it now?

cold war!

The Iron Curtain is completely drawn!

This Cold War is no longer a simple arms race, but a full-scale clash between two systems and two ideologies.

The term "commune" is a symbol of construction within the socialist camp, but in the Western world it is a blatant declaration of subversion.

Guess what? You just shouted "We want to form a commune" in Chinatown. Forget the National Guard, won't the police in the next block think they've received orders to wipe out a bandit stronghold?

How about the kind of suppression where bullets are emptied from the magazine?

So don't make wild assumptions. The brilliance of Mulan's "community militia" tactic lies in the fact that it only works in the specific context and situation of Sishui at that particular time.

Changing the location or the situation would be suicide.

Why is it only possible to succeed here?

The most crucial point is the delicate and special relationship between this archipelago nation and us.

Some things that aren't printed in books are the real gems.

From roughly 1960 to 1965, the scale of domestic aid to this region was beyond most people's imagination, and it could be described as "comprehensive, low-profile, and rapid delivery".

Warships, aircraft, small arms, machine tools, even food and cloth... almost everything that could be given was given. But all of these followed an ironclad rule: no public disclosure, no signatures, and no formal treaty.

To outsiders, it is always referred to as "private trade" or "cultural exchange," but internally it is all conducted through highly confidential special channels.

Some statistics suggest that the total value of various forms of aid over the past few years may be close to several hundred million US dollars. This does not include the technical and personnel support that cannot be measured in monetary terms.

Yes, two Type 02 torpedo boats were transferred free of charge, along with 12 CJ-6 trainer aircraft and related aviation materials, even the Type 56 rifle family, and a million rounds of ammunition!

Building cement plants, cotton mills, and radio factories—those are all basic operations…

This close and secretive cooperative relationship provided fertile ground for the survival of collectivist organizational forms such as the "commune".

Of course, this large-scale aid came to an abrupt end in 65 with a sudden change in the domestic political situation of the archipelago nation.

Why did they do that? And why did they suddenly stop doing it almost entirely later?

Because international relations are always constantly changing. The strong support in the early stages was naturally based on shared ideals and strategic considerations.

The subsequent halt was also due to a sudden and dramatic change in the situation, with the winds of change completely shifting.

This bloody lesson is right before our eyes: when you're out in the world, if you can't see the subtle changes in the surrounding situation, can't understand the deeper meaning behind the photos on the front page of the newspaper, and can't keep up with the rapid pace of turning your back on someone as a "brother today, enemy tomorrow," you won't have enough lives to pay the price!

Although Mulan didn't know as much as the boy with the big hair, she keenly realized that the copy of "Voice of Sishui" in her hand, with its front page featuring a photo of people shaking hands and shouting anti-imperialist slogans, represented the biggest "momentum" at the moment.

The "Chinese Mutual Aid Society" was established, and its slogans aligned with the mainstream local discourse of "community mutual assistance" and "anti-imperialism and self-reliance"!

In terms of form, it draws on mature domestic experience, making it efficient and practical. In essence, it is about uniting the scattered Chinese community into a cohesive force for legitimate self-defense.

It wears a cloak of local political correctness, but at its core is the organizational methodology we excel at.

It's not as conspicuous as a mercenary company, carrying the strong stench of foreign interference. Nor is it like Johnson & Johnson fantasizes, directly issuing sensitive slogans that invite annihilation.

It is a vine that grows in the cracks, relying on the local soil and climate, even if the climate is short-lived, to tenaciously stretch out and fight for its own survival space.

Nobody knows if this little vine can grow into a forest by itself!

……

Once the plan was finalized, Mulan acted swiftly and decisively, immediately summoning the comrades in charge of document work within the mission and assigning them the task: "Immediately refer to the framework of the charter of the people's communes in China, and combine it with the local actual situation to draft a draft of the 'Charter of the Rubber Planting Mutual Aid Commune,' and do it quickly!"

The crowd, who had been subdued by Mulan's slaying of evil spirits, accepted their orders and departed.

Only one middle-aged comrade in the delegation, who was usually taciturn and mainly responsible for accounting, stayed behind after everyone else had left and casually closed the cabin door.

"Comrade Mulan, what exactly are you trying to achieve by setting up this 'commune'?"

Mulan was studying the nautical chart, contemplating the next course of navigation, when she looked up at the voice and saw Zhang Dequn. She smiled sweetly and replied, half-jokingly, "Oh, it's Comrade Dequn! Isn't this the land of a thousand islands? It's vast, with a large Chinese population. I've been thinking..."

She paused, then stood up and walked to the porthole, reaching into her bosom: "Here, plant a thousand red flags. The kind that won't be conspicuous, but will still flutter!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Dequn pressed his right index and middle fingers together heavily on his temple.

"Sure enough... you're a perfect match for that 'cowlick' comrade back home. Your energy to 'create something out of nothing and bloom everywhere' is practically identical. I think you two should just tie each other up as soon as possible, so you don't have to 'mess around' separately... comrades on different fronts."

"Eh?"

The reason he was so troubled was simple...

This seemingly ordinary finance staff member, Comrade Dequn, is actually the core financial liaison officer codenamed "South Island Project".

His joining the mission was ostensibly to borrow his financial expertise, but in reality, he was shouldering a more secretive and important mission.

That is to coordinate the flow of a huge sum of money and materials through special channels, aimed at supporting work in a specific direction in Southeast Asia. Mulan's "flag-planting" plan can be large or small. Once it is launched, the subsequent funding, equipment, personnel placement, and everything else may require the use of the resources under his control. This will undoubtedly disrupt the original deployment and increase the risk of exposure.

After a few seconds of silence, Zhang Dequn seemed to have made up his mind. His face regained its usual composure, and he said, "Alright, you all stop causing trouble. I will take over the 'commune' matter."

Mulan raised an eyebrow, her defiant spirit about to surface: "You're taking over? Comrade Dequn, this isn't about settling accounts..."

"Precisely because it's not a simple vote count, we can't let you do as you please."

Before Mulan could react, he continued to explain, "It just so happens that our leader in Jakarta, Comrade Zhongming, reported that we are currently facing a severe shortage of manpower, almost to the point of being unable to cope on our own. My original plan was also to find a suitable opportunity to leave the mission and go underground to assist him."

Now, taking this opportunity, I'll leave the group early and secretly head to Jakarta. As for the vacant official mission member position…” He glanced at Mulan, “that wounded soldier will fill in, so he can receive better treatment on board and avoid attracting attention.”

Mulan almost laughed in anger as she looked at the usually unassuming "accountant" before her, who was now speaking in an almost arrogantly calm tone, deciding to take over an armed self-defense plan and leave his important mission. His unruly, chivalrous spirit was about to erupt.

"The true face! Revealed here!"

Zhang Dequn seemed to see through her thoughts, but he just sighed again. Young people... they're just full of vigor!

He held out his hand: "Don't be a nuisance. Lend me your secure radio for ten minutes. Just wait for instructions. And put your long legs down, I can't take a hit like that!"

Notice?

What kind of notice could suppress her?

Mulan was skeptical, but she still led him to the secret communications room in her cabin.

Seriously? Just how deep are the waters in my mission?

If something else happens, will someone else step forward again?