Changping.

All the Japanese soldiers and expatriates captured throughout the battle were detained here. After settling the matter in the city, Jiang Dong went to the prisoner-of-war camp under the leadership of Wang Xueqin and others.

"There are more than 50,000 Japanese expatriates, and together with the captured Japanese soldiers, a total of nearly 80,000 people are detained here." Wang Xueqin introduced to Jiangdong as she walked:

"Although it has been very economical, with 80,000 people there, a large amount of food is still consumed every day."

"Think about what the little devils did to our compatriots in those years. Their current treatment is already very good, and they should be content!"

Seeing someone approaching, the unkempt Japanese child on the fence stretched out his hands for help. A trace of disgust flashed in Wu Zhan's eyes, and he kicked the child's hand back with his foot, speaking angrily.

Jiang Dong nodded secretly.

These Japanese people once enjoyed the benefits brought by the war of aggression. Now that the army is defeated, they must also bear the consequences of failure together with the army.

The helpless child looked very pitiful, but Jiang Dong could not feel any pity.

Only Tang Yun, the director of the Secretariat who was following a few people, looked a little unnatural.

Perhaps because they were too hungry, the Japanese expatriates had completely put aside their pride and all lay down on the edge of the fence. Both adults and children had eyes full of begging.

Tens of thousands of people are locked up in an extremely narrow and airtight place, and over time, an extremely unpleasant smell will develop.

Jiang Dong made no secret of covering his nose and squinted his eyes to look at the dirty expats.

"Uncle, I'm hungry, please give me something to eat..."

A little girl who could speak Chinese knelt beside the iron fence and kept kowtowing to Jiang Dong and others.

Seeing this, a dozen children nearby also knelt on the ground, babbling for food.

Seemingly recognizing the identities of Jiangdong's group, the woman in the front row slowly knelt down behind the child, making begging gestures with her hands and lowering her head deeply.

Jiang Dong, Wang Xueqin, Xie Chengrui, and Wu Zhan just watched quietly, the look of disgust in their eyes slightly reduced, but there was still no pity.

Tang Yun had seen the brutality of the Japanese army before, but after all, she had received a complete education and still had some good thoughts towards the Japanese expatriates.

She didn't dare to say anything to Jiang Dong, so she had to turn her head away.

His stomach growled, stars flashed in front of his eyes, the man's legs became weak, and he knelt down.

There were so many people kneeling in front of him. Jiang Dong felt a little bored and stepped forward!

They did not beg for food, and the expats were not disappointed. They just watched the group of people go away indifferently.

The Japanese soldiers were in better condition than the expatriates. They were also hungry, but when they saw Jiangdong's group, they just sat slumped on the ground. There was no begging in their eyes, and they seemed to have resigned themselves to their fate.

After walking around the prisoner of war camp, Jiang Dong and others came to the management office.

"Commander-in-Chief, the wounded Japanese soldiers did not survive to walk off the battlefield, and those who came to the prisoner of war camps were all healthy people." A representative from the Administrative Office responsible for daily management reported to Jiangdonghui:

“But the situation for expats is much worse!

There were men and women, old and young, and some were pampered people. About 2,000 people did not survive the transfer, and hundreds more died of various diseases after arriving in Changping.

There were also some people who were unwilling to hand over their gold and silver jewelry, and quietly swallowed the jewelry while we were collecting it, and disappeared after calling for a few days!

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After listening to the detailed report, Jiang Dong's expression remained calm.

"Commander-in-Chief, it's not a problem to be locked up like this all the time." Wang Xueqin said:

"The people who are alive today are all strong and strong people. You see..."

"Um."

Jiang Dong glanced out the window, then knocked on the table and said:

"Coal mining is hard work. Now that we have tens of thousands of Japanese expatriates, our people don't have to work hard anymore.

The entire territory of North China has been liberated, and the large-scale infrastructure plan must also be expanded accordingly. Railways will still be our main mode of transportation and communication for a long time to come!"

Wang Xueqin understood Jiangdong's words. Japanese expatriates, regardless of age or sex, were sent wherever there was hard work.

Jiang Dong glanced at Tang Yun, who was about to speak, and continued to say coldly:

"Just give them a full meal while they work. There is no need to waste extra money.

Our people only need to be responsible for the general direction, such as issuing work targets and so on.

The specific management and work allocation are left to the Japanese themselves.

Use Japanese people to manage Japanese people, so that they will only be resentful towards their own people.

It is conducive to disintegrating the traditional unity of the Japanese and intensifying the conflicts between them!"

The people present were stunned for a moment, especially Wang Xueqin and other people from the civil affairs system, who couldn't help but give a thumbs up secretly.

In front of the Commander-in-Chief, I still have a lot to learn.

Jiang Dong stood up, as if he didn't want to stay in this place full of unpleasant smells. When he reached the door, he suddenly paused, turned back and added to Wang Xueqin:

"By the way, blindly high pressure will not easily motivate Japanese people to work, and we do not want to see low production efficiency.

If you want them to work hard, you must give them hope!

Let's do this, create a file for each Japanese expatriate, and the file can record their daily work in detail.

Record the appropriate work points according to the amount of work!

Tell all the Japanese that when their work points reach a certain amount, they will be free!"

After saying that, Wang Xueqin, who was stunned, left without a haircut, Jiang Dong, Xie Chengrui and others strode away.

The Japanese expats were still kneeling on the ground. When they saw the jeep driving away in a cloud of smoke, they fell down in despair.

…

July 7th marked the beginning of Japanese imperialism's all-out invasion of China.

On this day, large-scale mass demonstrations broke out in major cities in North China, including Chongqing, Chengdu, and Kunming in the rear.

The Great Victory of North China and the Ceremony of Entering the City of Peiping greatly inspired the anti-Japanese enthusiasm of compatriots across the country.

On July 7, a day that represents national suffering, compatriots across the country freely vented the helpless emotions that had been stored in their hearts for several years!

There are those who laugh out loud, and there are those who cry bitterly...

But more of them are passionate speeches and passionate calls.

The Chairman of the Generalissimo delivered an impassioned speech in Chongqing in the morning, advocating for the end of the war of resistance. At noon, he took a flight north, transited in Xi'an and then flew directly to Peiping.

As soon as the special plane passed Baoding, the escort aircraft of the 6th Corps Aviation Group appeared!

"Commissioner, Jiangdong heard that you were coming to Peiping, so he specially sent planes to escort you. Look, there are half a squadron!"

Wang Shihe said to the chairman with a smile.

The Chairman turned to look out the hanging window. Several fighter jets were at the same height as the special plane.

Seeing the Chairman of the Generalissimo looking over, the recent fighter pilot solemnly gave him a military salute.

The Chairman smiled and nodded to the pilot.

At this moment, the Chairman's mind was agitated, and he felt Jiang Dong's respect for the leader.

The smile on his face became even thicker, and there was a faint look of pride in his eyes.

"Well, among the young students in Huangpu, they are undoubtedly the best in Jiangdong, very good, very good..."

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, the chairman spoke condescendingly.

"yes……"

Wang Shihe beside him smiled and agreed.

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