Chapter 402
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Vézé finally finished reading Shen Xin's report. Putting down the report in his hand, Vézé stood up and walked back and forth with a frown. Should he continue to follow up on this matter or let Shen Xin handle it? Vézé only endorsed Shen Xin. These two choices put Vézé in a dilemma.
Judging from the data in the report, the battle in Yongxing City could be regarded as a victory. The Xiang Army and regimental troops attacked a platoon of the Second Regiment of the Liberation Army, and the Second Regiment immediately sent two battalions to attack. These two battalions easily broke through the 1,000 Xiang Army blocking the road and surrounded the 1,000 mixed troops of the Xiang Army and regimental troops that attacked the Liberation Army from behind. In one battle, more than 500 enemies were killed and more than 1,000 were captured. A total of 2,000 Xiang Army and regimental troops were taken care of. The two battalions that attacked from the front did not suffer many casualties. In the Internet era, each group was made up of brothers and sisters from all over the world. They often arranged to have gatherings in various places to eat, drink, and have fun together. Vézé had some male and female group members from Guangxi. Vézé heard about the tragic situation of the vendetta of the local people. After the establishment of the new China, the party was very strong in the local areas. On the one hand, it carried out land reform, and on the other hand, it shot many stubborn troublemakers. Finally, the local problems were preliminarily solved.
In 1861, even without the foundation of the Internet era, the local people could not reach the level of joy and harmony. Vézé also believed that the vendetta of the local people could be solved through political work. Before returning to this era, Vézé heard from his friends in Guangxi that if someone passed through two different villages, that person would "disappear." At that time, he was shocked by the local isolation and brutality. Now, Vézé knew that the local situation in Guangxi had reached the point where it had to be changed.
"Is there any comrade willing to volunteer?" Vézé asked.
No one uttered a sound, especially the comrades from Guangxi. Their lips were tightly shut, and they even avoided eye contact with Vézé.
"Is there really no one willing to shoulder this burden?" Vézé asked again. Still, no one spoke. Vézé sighed in his heart. He felt that he had no choice but to call the shots.
"I … I want to go. But I don't know if I can do it. "Finally, someone spoke. Everyone's eyes fell on the comrade who spoke. The comrade with the rank of senior colonel was called Guan Fei, and he was the head of statistics in the logistics department. Guan Fei was from Shandong and had joined the army during Vézé's northern expedition.
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