Chapter 200 It's just a little thing
The anger of China has reached an indescribable level. This anger reaches Tianting, Kyoto, and even cities like Kyoto are beginning to be filled with anger. How can we say it? No. 1 and 2 seem to underestimate the influence of the war on the South China Sea islands on the Chinese people.
Now not only the army, but also the people need a young, wise, wise and iron-blooded commander to lead them on the road of revival, rather than the group of old guys in Zhongnanhai who take the lead and the front and tail. Although they are calm, they have begun to lack vitality.
Chen Yuyang saw this, so he waited without any haste, waiting for the opportunity he needed.
He understood that although he was in a high position now, this high position was still empty and appointed by No. 1 and No. 2. He had to have enough public opinion base to truly control the rights brought to him by this position, otherwise, things would not be fully controlled in his own hands. He did not like this feeling.
Therefore, at this time, he chose to retreat as advance. This is not only a game between China and Japan, but also a game between Chen Yuyang and the old guys above. No one can stop what he wants to do, unless it is public opinion in the world. Therefore, what he needs now is that public opinion in the world is facing his own side, so that he can be famous for his success.
However, he still had a dark thought in his mind. He wanted to see the attitude of the people in the world towards him. Japan's affairs are the best whetstone. If the people are dispensable to him, then Chen Yuyang would never work hard to do anything for these people, so he let the old guys go to trouble.
Chen Yuyang is not a saint, and he will not be punished for himself. He will naturally have this idea. If the world disdained him, then he would naturally disdain the world. At that time, he would choose to resign, and then learn from his old man, hide in the market with his beloved woman, live an ordinary life, and be free in the world.
However, the public opinion in the world seemed to have not disdained Chen Yuyang, the young Chairman of the Military Commission. They were looking forward to the victory of the South China Sea again, hoping that this young man pointed his sword to the world and let China stand again in the east of the world like the Han and Tang Dynasties.
This is a kind of national pride, and Chen Yuyang seems to underestimate this strong sense of national pride.
Today, in the Jiangnan Military Region, Mo Shaohua has been ordered to mobilize 50,000 people to go northwest to calm the anger in the northwest. There is probably only bloody there, and it will definitely not be like the South China Sea incident. The outer saint and the inner king are still the policy of the outer saint and the inner king.
This is also what made Chen Yuyang the most angry, but this anger was still suppressed in his heart and did not erupt.
However, if he doesn't explode, it doesn't mean that everyone is willing to endure it. At this moment, in Kyoto, just dawn, the few square feet in front of Tiananmen Square had already begun to sit up quietly, and the students were still the new force. Tsinghua and Yanjing students came here in groups, holding banners.
The workers behind them were white-collar workers, blue-collar workers, and even gold-collar workers, old men and children, who reached here almost at the same time. Looking at the rising national flag and listening to the heroic national anthem, the Chinese nation had reached the most dangerous moment, which made everyone's hearts throbbing and tears flowed in their eyes.
The national anthem ended, and the bright national flag seemed to be routine again. It appeared above the square. Everyone looked at the national flag, with indescribable pride and even more indignation. After the national flag was raised, they did not leave, but sat quietly in the square, facing Grandpa Mao's avatar, very quiet, and for a moment, even the sound of needles and threads falling off could be heard.
In this way, in front of Tiananmen Square, there were more and more people, but even if they were crowded, people still didn't make any sound. They just sat quietly, as if thinking about something. The elderly began to think about the past fifty years, the earth-shaking war, and all the ruins of history.
The young students are also recalling that although they do not remember them as fresh as the old people, they can see the past history from some words and phrases in history books, and the anger in their hearts gradually sublimated, turning into an inexplicable disappointment and sadness.
Everyone was thinking, as if they thought of the voice, appearance and smile that looked like a rural teacher at the same time. If the great leader was still there, would it be that the result today would be the same? People in Kyoto began to collectively recall the founding leader and the spiritual pillar of the Chinese country.
This silence and this silent struggle undoubtedly bring great pain to Kyoto and a vacancy that cannot be filled.
Chen family, Chen Yuyang, looked at the latest situation in the South China Sea, couldn't help but feel heartbroken. Another collision, another sinking of fishing boats, and another disappearance of countless lives. He was buried in the sea. He saw the crying of the relatives of these victims, the dissatisfaction of the people in the South China Sea islands, and many bright reds.
What shocked him even more was not the South China Sea islands, but also in the northwest. Mo Shaohua's elite troops had already reached the northwest. The soldiers wearing police uniforms appeared there like madmen, and the bloody massacre also began there. Mo Shaohua's information explained the problem.
I said it briefly, but Chen Yuyang saw some things he didn't want to see from the lines.
The soldiers in police uniforms held their hands and confronted a group of thirteen and fourteen lamas. Their slogan was very simple, and they put down their weapons. However, after three sounds, the little lamas who did not put down their shovels and sticks were ruthlessly shot under the thunder.
Such news made Chen Yuyang tremble all over. Chen Yuyang has killed countless people since his debut, but he has never seen such a situation. He held a slight rush and shot some thirteen or fourteen-year-old children. This has reached an unparalleled level. Those children are innocent, and they are just being used by others.
Damn it! Chen Yuyang cursed lightly, then his whole arm circled back hard, smashing the phone in his hand to the ground. With the sound of sugar bean curd, the phone immediately turned into powder, the pale face kept shaking, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his hands were lifted weakly, turning the tail ring in his hand.
Zhuge Qingqing behind him seemed to be frightened. After a long time, she came back to her senses and asked affectionately: "Yuyang, what happened?"
Chen Yuyang narrowed his eyes and did not look back. The solemn intention in his eyes had already been heard, causing the entire air to condense. After a long time, he said lightly: "It's okay, it's nothing, it's just a small matter!" hf();
Chapter completed!