Chapter 1013
It's time to add fuel to the fire and clear the mines!
The section chief gestured for Zhang Anping to have some tea, while he himself, filled with curiosity and a desire to explore, opened Zhang Anping's manuscript.
In fact, the Nationalist government had already begun discussing the "post-war" issue at this time.
We have to discuss this – whether it's Xuzhou-Bengbu or North China, the odds of victory are nowhere in sight. After these two battles are over, we definitely need to consider what to do next!
Without a doubt, at this time, the Nationalist government had only one strategy for the future:
Relying on the natural barrier of the Yangtze River, stop our army!
The plot of the Blue Star Animal Kingdom manuscript was written based on this strategy.
"you you……"
Staring blankly at Zhang Anping, he didn't know how to evaluate the manuscript.
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Zhang Anping did not respond to the section chief, because he was thinking about the neighboring country to the north—without a firm move to unify the country, the vast land of China might really repeat the mistakes of its neighbor!
This is the final chapter of "Blue Star Animal Kingdom". He will not continue writing it. Perhaps many years later he will pick up his pen again, but when he does, the protagonist he writes about will inevitably be a rabbit.
His purpose in writing this final chapter was simple:
Let people see the horror of this division. Only in this way can those insightful people who cherish China and belong to the National Army make the choices that are most in line with the fundamental interests of the nation and the direction of the country in the future!
"Send it!"
The section chief made the final decision.
Because of the antics of those Central Army generals in the North China Suppression Headquarters, the public is now very pessimistic about the situation, and the prophetic abilities of the Blue Star Animal Kingdom are too strong, so the public has great faith in it.
With numerous voices opposing North China and the Xuzhou-Bengbu battlefield facing a crisis, the release of the final chapter of Blue Star Animal Kingdom has a significant calming effect on public sentiment.
Zhang Anping nodded slightly, thinking to himself that the reputation he had built up over the years with this pseudonym had finally reached the crucial moment of using it.
Anyone who hopes for a strong and prosperous nation will undoubtedly have the following reaction after reading the final chapter:
You must avoid this!
That's the real goal!
Putting away the manuscript, Zhang Anping hesitated and asked:
"That Hidden Edge Plan..."
"Execute it!"
The section chief was listless, his mind filled with images of the Blue Star Animal Kingdom.
Zhang Anping didn't offer any comfort, but simply sat quietly with the director—he thought to himself, "You're overthinking things. Didn't you see that in my script, the North China Army withdrew?"
The question is, can we even get back?!
Can it be withdrawn?!
The section chief emerged from his negative emotions and said to Zhang Anping, "Go home first—you've been so busy lately, go home for a bit, and then go to Beiping in a few days!"
Zhang Anping shook his head:
“I have to go back to Beiping—the Communist army in North China is attacking Zhangjiakou. I suspect it is to support the Communist army in Northeast China to enter the pass, but there is no intelligence to suggest that. Commander Fu and the others collectively believe that the Communist army is supporting the Xuzhou-Bengbu battlefield.”
"Go home first! Go tomorrow. Even if the sky falls, it's not urgent to do it all in one night—forget it, I'll have the guards take you home. You, you..."
The section chief finally decided to "kidnap" the man, and once again he was filled with emotion. If everyone in the Party and the country were like Anping, how could they have lost the Northeast and how could they have faced such a predicament?
Zhang Anping had no choice but to "accept his fate," thinking to himself that his travel-worn appearance hadn't been in vain.
Now that he's in Nanjing, he certainly won't fly back right away; there's still a lot to do here.
……
Zhang Anping was "escorted" home by the section chief's guards, which surprised his family. The two older children immediately forgot about their repeated "sleepwalking" and held their father's hands, saying that they had to sleep with their father tonight.
Zhang Anping had just agreed to the two noisy little ones when his elderly father dragged him away.
Looking embarrassed, the loyal minister followed his father into the study, appearing exhausted.
"Dad, what's wrong?"
Zhang Guanfu looked at his son, and after a long while, he finally spoke:
“I received an appointment a few days ago.”
Ok?
Zhang Anping looked at his father, quietly waiting for him to continue.
"Special Commissioner for the Reorganization of the Rear Base Area of the Southeast Theater Command—this was the special position I was given on the handwritten order. I also had another title: Standing Committee Member of the Taiwan Provincial Political Affairs Reorganization Committee, and a Taiwan Provincial Economic Supervisor."
Zhang Guanfu looked at Zhang Anping with a complicated expression and told him about the new job that had suddenly been added to his resume.
He was originally a low-level employee, but because of Dai Chunfeng, he eventually joined the Special Service Department and became one of its veterans.
Later, when his son rose to prominence, he had to keep a low profile and go into semi-hidden life. After Dai Chunfeng's death, he even withdrew directly from the Military Intelligence Bureau and took a sinecure in a government department. But now, a huge windfall has fallen into his lap.
But what Zhang Guanfu cared about was not the pie itself, but the meaning it represented.
Especially the secret title of special envoy!
Zhang Anping was taken aback. His father had actually become the one who went ahead to pave the way?
It seems that the Nationalist government still had some self-awareness and realized that the tide had turned against them!
But he pretended to be confused and said to his father, "Congratulations, Dad! You've had a political resurgence!"
Zhang Guanfu was furious. He glared at his son and said in a low voice:
Do you think I'm stupid? Can't you see what this means?
Do I really have to spell it out for myself?
He knew perfectly well that he was just a scout—he was chosen because he had no presence in the government and was Zhang Anping's father.
Zhang Anping's loyalty was the core and only reason he was chosen.
But none of that matters!
Importantly, he sensed something clear about this matter:
The Nationalist government was planning its escape route, and that island was the escape route they had their eye on!
Zhang Anping dared not pretend to be stupid any longer, fearing that his father would pick him up and beat him, so he could only say casually, "Dad, this is just to be on the safe side."
Seeing that his son was still pretending to be stupid, Zhang Guanfu angrily retorted, "Preparedness is better than cure? We can't even protect North China anymore, so what's the point of being prepared?"
Zhang Anping remained silent.
“You’re more capable than me, your father, I know you can understand it—” Zhang Guanfu softened his tone:
"Since you understand it, why insist on fighting? You could have handled things much better in Beiping, why did you have to do it this way?"
These questions made Zhang Anping's mind race. He knew his father was referring to his ruthless crackdown on the intelligence system and the embezzlement in Tanggu. Was his father asking this because something about him was not in line with his usual style?
He angrily retorted, "Should I show leniency to those bastards? Should I ignore their abuse of power?"
“The whole party and the country are like this, what can you do? You understand the current situation better than I do—everyone is groping for a way out, what are you doing? Is taking this knife really useful?”
Zhang Guanfu lowered his voice and angrily said:
"If you are willing to sacrifice yourself for your country, I will not object—I am not someone who has never had a child outliveed by their parents!"
"But now, things are different! They're different now, don't you understand!"
"You're still so stubborn. Stubbornness leads to breakage. Aren't you afraid of breaking?"
Zhang Anping finally understood his father's worries—the situation was too bad, but the current bad situation was not just a problem of one person or a few people, but a problem of the entire party and the entire Nationalist government!
My father understood this perfectly.
The persona he portrays from beginning to end will allow him to settle scores with all the "guilty" people after the situation collapses.
What is just past its prime is easily broken; too much self-reproach will ultimately backfire.
This is what the father is worried about!
Oh, and also, Dad's pretty vengeful; he still remembers that his family once set up a mourning hall for him...
Zhang Anping secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that his father had figured something out. "Don't worry, I won't always be so stubborn."
He certainly wouldn't be foolish enough to seek death. The reason he's acting so boldly now is because he'll be going to the island in the future—many of the powerful and influential people now might not be so after they go there. That's the source of his confidence to do this in Beiping.
If this were in Nanjing, he wouldn't be so direct—the chances of accidents happening by sea and air are so high these days; it would be easy to sink a few ships or crash a few planes.
"Remember what you just said!" Zhang Guanfu warned Zhang Anping in a low voice, then couldn't help but add:
"Blood stains the battlefield, bodies are wrapped in horsehide, it's no big deal for me to carry your coffin! That was all for the country, but now, it's not worth it for you, it's not worth it."
They're sober!
Zhang Anping was filled with emotion, realizing that for the individual members of the current Nationalist government, it really wasn't worth it.
Because of this government, from top to bottom, inside and out, every individual can be called a sinner—a great situation has turned into the current absurd state in just two years, and no one is innocent!
It's not worth it to die for him, it's really not worth it!
But for a Communist Party member, this is the most worthwhile time.
How can a new China rise like the morning sun if this corrupt regime is not eliminated?
"You go back and spend some time with the two little ones—I'd like to be alone for a while."
Zhang Guanfu slapped his son, and after his son left, he sat alone in his study. After a long while, he let out a long sigh.
He used to have an extremely absurd guess in his mind.
The reason for that speculation was entirely due to the son's loss of composure during the incident at the military dog base.
My son emerged from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood—how much of the Japanese invaders' blood did he shed on his hands on that treacherous battlefield of Shanghai?
But at the military dog base, the son was clearly devastated.
Since then, he has been worried that his son might waver—at Zhang Anping's level, access to information from that side was far too easy, and all that was there clearly held an unparalleled attraction for his son, who was breaking down at the military dog base.
He hinted at it subtly many times.
His worries only dissipated when his son, carrying his cousin's hard-earned wealth, struggled time and again in the sewage pit.
But now, he is filled with regret.
My son's mind is too idealistic and too pure, which is out of step with this corrupt world!
Perhaps, back then, he should have exposed his son to more information about that side and let his son choose that side.
My son's ideals and ambitions should not be succumbed to this corrupt government!
Zhang Guanfu sighed again. As an official of the Party and the State, and as a veteran of the Special Service, his thoughts were worthy of death. But as a father, he... really couldn't bear to see his idealistic son sink with this corrupt regime!
……
The two little ones are very clingy and haven't slept at all, waiting for their father.
Helpless, Zhang Anping had no choice but to snuggle into the two little ones' bed.
The two little ones happily each grabbed one of his arms—it's strange, Zhang Anping is a formidable figure outside, capable of making even ruthless old spies tremble with fear with just a glance, but at home the two little ones just love their dad.
So much so that Zeng Moyi sometimes gets jealous.
The two little ones probably couldn't stay awake any longer, and soon after clinging to Zhang Anping's arm, they both fell fast asleep. Zeng Moyi found it amusing and gestured for Zhang Anping to take one of them each, and then carried the two little ones back to their respective rooms.
Zhang Anping easily picked up the second child, Xixi, but when Zeng Moyi picked up Wangwang, she couldn't lift the once frail and dying little guy on the first try!
"I'll do it."
Zhang Anping smiled, gesturing for Zeng Moyi to put Wangwang down. He then carried the two little ones back to their room and gently hugged his wife.
"The two little ones have grown up."
In Shanghai that year, the notorious traitor Zhang Anping was "dead." Zeng Moyi, the traitor's wife, gave birth to the little one and raised him alone—in the blink of an eye, Xixi is now ten years old.
In Chongqing that year, Wangwang, who was being tortured to the point of near death by that spy couple, was rescued and sent to the hospital. Because they didn't know the child's age, they counted her as four years old—in the blink of an eye, Wangwang is now twelve years old!
"Yes, the children have all grown up..."
Although Zeng Moyi was lamenting the passing of her youth, there was an indescribable light in her eyes.
Their youth is gone, but the children's youth is just beginning.
And they, along with countless unsung heroes and countless warriors who gave their lives, together built a destined-to-be-brilliant era for the children's future years.
Zhang Anping chuckled. His wife had been clearly disappointed that he hadn't picked up Wangwang earlier, but she seemed much better now.
Tell me about the situation in Nanjing—
The couple didn't have much time to savor the taste of victory; after all, this was behind enemy lines!
Meanwhile, in Nanjing, there's another huge minefield!
Zeng Moyi immediately sat up straight and told Zhang Anping about the current situation in Nanjing. She shouldn't have been directly involved, but because Zhang Anping wasn't there, Chai Ying could only communicate with Zeng Moyi about many things so that she could subtly report to Zhang Anping in the form of telegrams or phone calls in an emergency.
Zhang Anping's biggest concern right now is naturally that "thunderbolt".
Wang Tianfeng!
But Zeng Moyi first reported something:
Mao Renfeng is back!
This guy came back during the day with Commander Du.
Zhang Anping's expression remained unchanged after hearing this, but he thought to himself it was a pity—if Mao Renfeng hadn't come back today, he might have "met" him in Chenguanzhuang. It would have been great to give him a medal then!
It's a pity this thing got away; that's a bit of a shame.
Zeng Moyi thought Mao Renfeng's return was a big deal, after all, almost everyone knew that her husband had beaten Mao Renfeng in Xuzhou, and she thought that Mao Renfeng would definitely cause trouble when she returned to Nanjing.
But Zhang Anping didn't care at all, because he was absolutely certain of one thing:
Mao Renfeng didn't have time to cause trouble after returning to Nanjing, because that "thunderbolt" would definitely haunt him!
Seeing that Zhang Anping didn't care, Zeng Moyi realized that Zhang Anping had been prepared all along, so she brought up other matters and reported them one by one before mentioning "Lei".
"Everything is going smoothly and proceeding according to plan, but so far we haven't been able to get his trump card out of him."
Zhang Anping didn't express his opinion, but he was thinking to himself:
Could Wang Tianfeng be bluffing?
In fact, he had this judgment from the beginning—as long as there is enough information, it can be determined that on the Northeast battlefield, the Nationalist army always felt that it was restrained, and our army often anticipated the Nationalist army's predictions.
This cannot possibly be a problem solely with the Northeast Security Bureau.
In this situation, Wang Tianfeng would definitely set his sights on the GFB or even the highest level above it.
But Zhang Anping dared not gamble—those two comrades were too important, and he dared not gamble on whether Wang Tianfeng was bluffing.
The plan has been in place for about twenty days now, and he still hasn't managed to get the truth out of Wang Tianfeng, which only deepens his suspicions.
Is this guy really just bluffing?
Zhang Anping pondered: Should we add fuel to the fire?
We can't let this bomb drag on any longer! (End of Chapter)