Bright Sword: From Northwest Shanxi to Changjin Lake, a Hundred Battles, a Hundred Victories

Chapter 202 Me! Chen Ming! A nouveau riche! A tycoon!

After returning to the base, Chen Ming consulted with headquarters, which then decided to award the honor of having the telegram broadcast nationwide to the Independent Detachment.

This is a reward for the Independent Detachment's surprise attack on Datong and a high recognition of the Independent Detachment's achievements.

This kind of honor is not something everyone can have.

Chen Ming happily issued the order, and the generator operator who received the order was equally excited, his face flushed with excitement.

The power to telegraph the great victory across the country was a tremendous honor for the independent detachment, and equally so for the telegraph operators who actually sent the telegrams.

Such a momentous event may be recorded in history, and the telegraph operator's name may also be written down in the annals of history.

To have one's name recorded in history is the most coveted thing for Chinese people, and countless people are willing to give their lives for it.

The telegraph operator excitedly sent Chen Ming's instructions, the details of the operation, the number of enemy casualties, and the time of the capture of Datong to the whole country via telegram.

The contents of the telegram were like dynamite, and the high-powered radio of the Independent Detachment was the fuse.

After the explosives were ignited, the information spread like wildfire across the country, and from there it spread to even more distant places.

In an instant, the explosives seemed to detonate on the calm surface of a lake, creating towering waves!

"Great news! Great news! Our army has won a great victory!"

Inside a certain city's government office, after our Party's underground radio station received this telegram in plain text, the telegraph operator couldn't help but shout with excitement.

"Gao Jie, have you forgotten discipline? Why are you shouting like that? What if the enemy notices something?"

"Reporting to the station chief, great news! Our Eighth Route Army has captured Datong!" Gao Jie exclaimed excitedly.

"What? Our Eighth Route Army has captured Datong?" The station director was incredulous upon hearing the news.

When did the Eighth Route Army acquire the capability to capture a major city like Datong?

"Could it be a translation error?" he asked incredulously.

"No, this is a clear telegram. Not only us, but I estimate that the whole country has received it by now," Gao Jie said excitedly.

After the news was confirmed, the station director, who remained calm even when being questioned by enemy agents, broke down in his emotional control.

"Great, great, a great victory, our great victory!"

"Immediately share this good news with our comrades below, so they know that even in the darkest of times, there will be a day when the light shines!"

The station director said excitedly.

"Remember, no gatherings are allowed. We must not let the enemy notice anything. The closer we get to this point, the more careful we must be," the home team added.

"Yes!"

News of the great victory reached the undercover agents through secret channels, and they gathered in groups of two or three.

Holding each other's hands tightly, silently shedding tears, they celebrated the great victory their troops had achieved.

This scene has occurred among countless CCP undercover agents.

At the same time, they also conducted propaganda against the enemy, such as anonymously posting victory reports in the puppet army's family quarters to undermine the morale of the puppet army and traitors.

This great victory inspired countless comrades who had plunged into darkness before dawn.

mountain city.

Zheng Yaoxian also received the news. He was equally excited, but he couldn't show it and could only celebrate silently in his heart.

Because Boss Dai is already cursing!

Despite the Eighth Route Army's great victory, he received no news whatsoever in the days following their occupation of Datong.

He had already been thoroughly scolded by the captain.

Boss Dai is currently furious, and no one dares to provoke him at this time.

The Communist Party won a great victory, but its own intelligence agencies did not receive any news until the Communist Party sent a nationwide telegram in plain text.

At this moment, you're so happy. Do you belong to the Communist Party or the State?
"Niang Xipi!"

Inside an office, someone is raging over the Eighth Route Army's great victory.

He was initially pleased that the Japanese had swept through the Eighth Route Army's base area in central Hebei, thus weakening the Communist Party's power.

As a result, the Eighth Route Army actually sent a telegram to the whole country and captured Datong.

Not only that, they also captured several cities in succession, planting their flags on the city walls of Datong, Jining, and even Baotou.

How could he possibly be happy under such circumstances?

"Sigh, how come Chen Ming is a Communist?"

In his mind, internal stability must come before external resistance; the Japanese invaders were nothing more than a minor ailment, while the Communist Party was his real threat.

Most importantly, he received absolutely no news of this great victory.

Several days after the battle was over, he learned that the Eighth Route Army had won a great victory. Did the Communist Party still take him seriously?

He didn't even consider that the mountain city had been thoroughly infiltrated; if intelligence were actually transmitted to the mountain city, it would definitely be the last to know.

The Battle of Datong was all about surprise. If the Japanese had been prepared, would Datong have been able to be taken?
Northern Route Army.

When the commander of the Northern Route Army received the telegram in plain text from the Independent Detachment, he realized that his neighbor had been carrying out so many big operations right under his nose.

They launched a surprise attack on Datong, threatening Wucheng, and captured Jining in the north, threatening Guihua.

He hadn't received a single word about this large-scale battle.

"No wonder, no wonder. I was wondering why the Independent Detachment was able to move out so quickly. We had just called back when they claimed they had already set off and arrived in Jining overnight."

"No wonder Chen Ming of the Independent Detachment actually accepted my invitation and was willing to tie down the Japanese troops' attention for me, so that we could seize the opportunity to capture Baotou."

"No wonder the Japanese mobilized tens of thousands of troops, preferring to abandon their mopping-up operations in order to provide support."

"So it was the Independent Detachment that captured Datong!"

The commander of the Northern Route Army had mixed feelings, a mix of emotions.

It seems that Chen Ming tricked him this time, making him give up his equipment, but the Eighth Route Army took all the benefits.

He was happy, even if he could set aside his personal feelings.

Whether it was the Communist Party or the Nationalist Party, it was the Chinese people's own army. They achieved a great victory against the Japanese invaders, which was something to be happy about no matter what.

Besides, the Independent Detachment didn't completely screw him over.

The Independent Detachment did indeed capture Jining, cutting off the Ping-Sui Railway and preventing the Japanese troops in Datong and Wucheng from supporting Baotou.

At the same time, they also fought against Guihua, preventing the Japanese troops in Guihua from supporting Baotou and giving his Northern Route Army an opportunity.

The Northern Route Army did indeed achieve considerable success in the early stages.

Later, the Independent Detachment even scared the Japanese troops in Baotou so much that they broke out of the encirclement.

However, he misjudged the situation and failed to seize Baotou, which allowed the Eighth Route Army to gain an advantage.

The commander of the Northern Route Army did not order the retrieval of the second batch of ammunition, which was still en route.

The independent detachment has already gained momentum, and there will be opportunities for cooperation in the future, so there is no need to retrieve what has been sent out.

Otherwise, if the relationship gets strained, he might not be able to sleep in the future.

Newspapers across the country, except those controlled or threatened by Japanese invaders and traitors, enthusiastically reported on this great victory.

"Breaking news! Breaking news! Frontline troops launched a surprise attack on Datong, capturing the city in eight hours and annihilating countless enemy soldiers!"

"Extra! Extra! Great victory! Great victory! The Eighth Route Army has captured seven cities in succession, and the Japanese army is fleeing in disarray!" Newsboys ran energetically through the streets, their voices echoing throughout the streets and alleys.

They were young and didn't understand what the great victory in the newspaper really meant, but they were still happy.

Every major victory meant a surge in their income, allowing them to earn several times more money than usual.

"Kid, give me a newspaper!"

"I'll take two, keep the change!"

The crowd on the street surrounded the newsboy and snapped up all the newspapers in his hands.

Upon receiving the newspaper, everyone quickly flipped through it. When they saw the enemy casualty figures, they were all excited and couldn't help but shed tears.

"Let's chip in some money and buy a newspaper."

Several students, short of money, gathered together, touching their meager pockets and discussing what to do.

"Well, I'm skipping lunch. With this spiritual nourishment, it's no big deal to skip a meal."

"Me too."

Several students started pooling their money, searching through their pockets until they could scrape together enough for a newspaper.

Newspapers during the War of Resistance Against Japan were a considerable expense for students. Taking Shanghai as an example, the nominal price of newspapers increased by 18000 times, far exceeding the increase in students' family income.

With soaring prices, the price rose from a few coins to the cost of a meal.

After buying a newspaper, several students passed it around among themselves.

"That's amazing! Is this the independent detachment that won the last great victory?"

"That's right. When my classmate heard the news, he immediately packed his bags and went to Shanxi Province, wanting to contribute his efforts."

“I wanted to go too, but my father disagreed, thinking it was too dangerous there due to the chaos of war.”

"My classmate might have contributed to this great victory. No matter what, I'm going to Shanxi Province this time!"

"If my dad doesn't agree, I'll go secretly!"

One of the students spoke up.

“I want to go too, but I only have my mother left at home. If I go, there will be no one to take care of her after I sacrifice myself,” another student said.

"It's alright. We can still contribute here. We can share the good news with everyone at the school and encourage everyone to do their part."

"One student said."

"Okay, let's hurry up and tell the teachers and students at school the good news."

After making their decision, the students immediately grabbed the newspapers and ran to school.

The news spread like wildfire, from person to person, like dominoes.

Within two days, people all over the country knew about this good news.

Laughter, firecrackers, and the sound of bronze drums enveloped this war-torn land. Although it was not yet the New Year, it was more festive and lively than the New Year itself.

The people in the occupied territories celebrated the great victory in their own way.

Unlike the joyous and cheerful ordinary people, the puppet troops and traitors were already living in fear.

Especially in cities not far from the base of the Independent Detachment, the puppet troops and traitors were constantly worried that the Eighth Route Army would attack and settle scores with them.

Suddenly, the puppet troops and traitors who had committed numerous evils and oppressed the people began to restrain themselves.

The domestic trend is beginning to change.

The victory in the Third Battle of Changsha, which annihilated tens of thousands of Japanese soldiers, was a major defensive triumph on the battlefield.

This time, the Eighth Route Army captured the important town of Datong and conquered seven cities in succession, which was a victory in the counter-offensive!
Several major victories conveyed a message to the people of the whole country—the Japanese invaders were on the verge of collapse, and as long as we persevered, victory would surely be ours!

In the long night, the rising sun shone even brighter in the darkness.

However, as someone who has returned from the future, Chen Ming knows that the real turning point will occur next month.

The Japanese navy suffered a defeat at Midway and shifted from strategic offense to strategic defense.

The Japanese needed more troops to support the Pacific War, and a large number of elite troops would also be transferred south from China.

With the domestic battlefield relatively stable, the Japanese will cancel various large-scale war plans and focus on the defense of transportation routes and county towns, entering a strategic stalemate.

By then, the darkest period will be over, and the future will begin to become clear.

Later, after the Soviet Union won the Battle of Stalingrad in the north, it began to push back and eventually killed Germany.

With only Japan remaining among the Axis powers, the Japanese army faced an even more difficult situation, and the time for a major counter-offensive was approaching.

However, Chen Ming's focus is no longer limited to the Japanese; he is now planning his strategy after the Japanese defeat.

Inside the Independent Detachment Command Post.

Chen Ming was taking inventory of the various captured supplies while receiving congratulatory telegrams from various units.

"Report, a telegram from headquarters, a string of congratulatory and encouraging words followed by, 'Chen Ming, congratulations on your fortune!'"

"Report, telegram from division headquarters to Chen Ming: Congratulations on your fortune!"

Inside the command post, Chen Ming was scratching his head, receiving various telegrams wishing him "Wishing you prosperity."

After taking over Datong, Chen Ming is now a local tycoon, rolling in money!
Even a small amount leaked out could feed the other troops.

Various telegrams wishing Chen Ming good fortune appeared one after another, and cadres who were on good terms with Chen Ming all sent telegrams.

Chen Ming's former superiors sent congratulatory telegrams from thousands of miles away.

Li Yunlong, too, shamelessly and boldly congratulated Chen Ming on his fortune, even asking for wages. He's gone too far!
"Report, brigade." The communications officer ran into the command post again and reported to Chen Ming.

"The brigade commander also came to congratulate me on making a fortune, right?" Chen Ming interrupted the communications officer directly.

I'm used to it, I'm really used to it!
"Reporting to the commander, no, the brigade commander has come directly and is already at the command post," the communications officer reported.

"Huh? The brigade commander came directly? Isn't this ridiculous? Has the brigade commander finished the cleanup work in the Shimen area?"

Chen Ming complained, but still put on his hat and prepared to greet them.

"Chen Ming, you don't seem to welcome me. Do you have a problem with me?"

Before Chen Ming even stepped out the door, his voice preceded his arrival; the brigade commander's voice came from outside the command room.

The brigade commander heard Chen Ming's complaints clearly.

"How could that be, Brigade Commander? I was just worried about you. I didn't tell you in advance to send people to protect you."

"If anything happens on the way, I will be in grave danger."

Chen Ming greeted him with a smile.

"Hey, those little devils want to deal with me? They're centuries ahead of us," the brigade commander said with a laugh.

"Yes, yes, yes, brigade commander, your imposing presence alone is enough to scare the Japanese devils out of their wits," Chen Ming said.

"Haha, stop flattering me. I'm here to congratulate you, Chen Ming. I congratulate you on making a fortune!" the brigade commander said with a smile.

The brigade commander stopped acting and started using his traditional tricks after only a few words.

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